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I woke up on this jungle gym on a play ground. I started to walk on this sandy area while stabilizing the dream. Things got really vivid to the point were I questioned how can waking life be more real then this. The clouds were beautiful. I thought about my goal. I wanted to practice changing the dream scene. I use a technique by drawing a door on a wall and walking through it. Everything went black .

I woke up in a office with papers in my hand. I went along with it and give it to the front desk lady. I thought if this is my dream why is she so mean. I thought about trying to change the dream scene again. I walked up to the exit door and thought when I open this door I will be in japan. I tried this about three times and things appeared the same. I thought maybe I should explore the area I might actually already be in japan. I woke up.

Next time I become lucid I am going to use the picture technique or just fly to where I wanna go. For some reason I think this will work.

8/13/12

I am at some plece I think is a college or mall walking with some DCs I do not know in RL. When we exit I tell them I will catch up with them as I have to use th restroom.

When I get to the restroom I notice my fly has been down and my shorts have been unbuttoned the whole time. I shrug this off as I am not going to see any of the people I have passed again and try to find a stall to use. However every stall I open is disgusting looking.

At this point another woman enters, I tell her how all the stalls are disgusting and how you would think men's rooms would look like this not the lady's rooms.

It is at that moment I think to my self about this being a huge dream sign of mine so I do the nose pinch rc check and become lucid. I try to think of what I want to do but get distracted with changing my appearance in the mirror. I soon wake.

8/14/12

I am walking around a library trying to find a book. I get upset because every time I think I know where I am at in the library and close to the book I am looking for I am lost. I remember saying something about how I never get lost and this always happened in my dreams no matter where I am. This makes me stop and do the nose plug RC.

I get happy I am lucid and deiced to exit the library. I exit into another hallway. I deiced to try to make someone appear whom I always try to make appear. When I call out his name I turn around to him standing up from a chair that was empty before to tell me he was waiting for me to call as he knew I would. I ask him something I do not remember. Then he tells me something about a perfect level of being in the dream and being aware I am dreaming. I tell him that makes no sense since that is what being lucid is. We debate this for a few minutes, he l then tells me to see what he is talking about i have to walk down the hall away from him. I do this and somehow pick up a small dragon companion who is giving my more advice, but I can not remember what.

I soon wake.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #5: The Darkened Clock (July 20, 2012)

I am standing at the foot of my bed in the dark. I look over at the alarm clock to see what time it is but it's gone completely dark. At first I think that there has been a power failure but I soon wonder whether I might be dreaming.

I nose pinch and can breathe through only my left nostril! (More on that later.) Still, this is enough to make me lucid. The room is deeply, oppressively dark and I feel like I'm losing the dream scene. I rub my hands together and although the dream feels more stable, the darkness in the room is deepening.

I rub my hands over my arms again and again and try to say, "Increase lucidity..." But the words only come out in this weak, breathy whisper. I want to make a break for the wall, act boldly like before, but my dream body feels faint and frail.

I go on like this for a good while, just weakening as everything fades and soon I'm awake. I quickly discover the reason that I could only breathe through the left side of my nose during the reality check -- I was sleeping face down with the right side of my face smashed against the pillow!

Fragment 1

I was in a place that resembled a mall. Yet only a few people were walking around. I was here to go into another dimension with some other people. I don't know if it was dream preminision or if I remembered having this dream before, but I saw that the other people and I would come out into a maze sort of place. Yet it was a difficult maze, more of a 'choose your path' kind of deal.

I go up to the help desk of this 'mall', and the guy pointed over in the direction of the 'shop'; that was really just there for jumping worthy people to the other dimensions. Worthy meaning, they know about spirituality and have reached the point in their personal and spiritual development to be ready to take the jump into the other dimension.

Anyways, the 'shop' was in a coldasack of other shops in the mall. I walked up to the 'shop'. I saw other people going into a different store, all the other shops were legit stores. The 'shop' was kept secret of its real purpose. I go in to meet an old man who looks to have been doing this for quite some time. Im not sure if I was in the back of his 'shop' or this was the whole thing, but I was in a house. It was small though, a bit cramped, and had old classy decorations. I talked with him for a bit and he went into his closet and traced his finger down one of the corners that had blue painting tape on it. He told me to stay in the closet while he performs the teleportation. I can't remember what happened after that. Im pretty sure I wasn't teleported with any other people, which would be uncommon. Maybe the memories of already going into another dimension was due to poor structure of the dream and was shown before it's time came.

Fragment 2

I completely forgot the trip into the other dimension. I remember walking along on a journey. A scavenger hunt of sorts, but aimed at learning wisdom from the world. That I was supposed to look at every situation and analyse it. To extract wisdom and meaning from it, to learn from it. For some reason my little brother George was with me. Actually he himself probably just jumped into my dream to see what I was doing.

Anyways, we're walking down a dark road next to a river when we see 4 guys with a big tube, chemicals, and some other items. I decided for George and I that we would nonchalantly watch them, because they looked as if they were going to blow something up. They went down onto a small dock on the river. So we went onto another small dock to watch them.

I had a string or something because I flung it into the water. I think it was a form of fishing. A fish began to tug it hard, so I tugged back, but with only minimal success. My intuition told me to let it pull me so I let the 3/4ft fish carry me away, I could barley set my feet on the ground as quick this thing was going. It lead me straight up to the 4 men. They were Caucasians with bald or had very short hair. I talked to them and found out that they weren't planning to blow anything up. I told them that I was watching them, because I thought they had a bomb. They were actually pretty cool guys. After that I set off further on my journey.

Fragment 3

I don't know at what point my little brother stopped following me, but I came up to a tree that had a Hawaiian hut hanging in the middle of the top. And a ladder built onto the tree. I remember going up there with my spiritual master and all our friends and him finding what his spiritual master left here for him. For my master, it was the conclusion and wrap up of his journey.

Alone, I climbed up the ladder and in the small hut. Getting into it was a bit of a challenge since it was highly unstable due to it being suspended by only a rope. But I got in. There was a circle cover, made of wood, on the floor of the hut. I removed it and found my phone, which my master had taken from me so that I could focus on my journey. On it was a video my master had recorded, a message to me.

He said that I can now teach myself and don't really need his guidance anymore. He also said that he would die. Im not sure if it was by suicide, ascension, or disease. I cried for a moment at that. Then remembered that he would be a spirit and still visit. Though it wouldn't be the same. Usually I try to keep a conservative, Catonian mindset, so when I cry, it's for a good fucking reason.

I didn't watch the entire video and climbed down the tree, pocketing my phone. I walked back down the road I came by.

Fragment 4

I remember passing by the river again, though in the daytime. I saw a group of people training for a swimming contest.

Afterthoughts

This dream leaves the feeling of the End of a great ride. I believe its possible that my spiritual master in real life concocted this dream for me. I feel like I learned a lot of things, had a great experience, and met a lot of great people. But I can't remember anymore of the dream.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I won a shitload of money (1000's) playing craps. My brother was playing next to me. The last point was 4 and I recall winning at least 5 points in a row with max odds at the end. The guy would roll off in some corner then yell the results to us. There was a black woman at the table fighting people over whose chips belonged to who. I put up a divider between us.

Dream 2:

I am in a large classroom that resembled a rocky cave. I help a new girl to her seat then I sit down behind her. Not sure what we are learning.

Clearness: Clear.
Vividness: Quite vivid.
Realism: Unrealistic.
Mood: Good. Also kinda scary, but in a fun way.
Lucid: No.

This dream was short, but probably because of that, I also remember it quite clearly.

It started off at my street late at night, and my sister's boyfriend stopped by with his van, opened the window and told me "We're gonna go to the beach to tomorrow. You're coming?"... "Sure", I replied.

In the next "scene" we are at the beach (I'm pretty sure I dreamed nothing inbetween those parts), and me & my sister's boyfriend decide to get into the sea as far as we can, while sis sunbaths in the sand. Everything was realistic up until this point.

We went into the sea by carefully walking on rocks, with sister's bf taking point. The further we went into the sea, the more unrealistic the surroundings became. It seemed as though we were in the middle of the sea and the beach was nowhere to be seen. The rocks we walked on also "changed" into grey inflatable shark/dolphin things.
We made progress, though it was hard, because it's difficult to keep your balance on inflatable balloon things in water.
We then reached the last inflatable shark and we could go any further, so we decided to go back. We needed to make a jump from one shark to another. Sis' bf made the jump right, but I jumped too much to the right, so I had to swim in the water a bit to get on. But then, sis' bf shouted "Watch out! There's a shark swimming near you!", and yes indeed, under the water I saw a blurry black image of a (REAL) shark swimming around. I struggled to get on the inflatable one, and I made it.

A bit further, randomly in the middle of the sea, there was this L-shaped construction made out of sandstone, perfectly made for us to sit on, and the vertical side of it went all the way up into the sky, so... in my dream, it must've "hung on the ceiling" of the sky, which is of course impossible, but really the sole purpose of that construction was that is was created by my dream so we would have something to sit on comfortably.
We reached the construction, relieved that we escaped the shark... but the shark was coming back. And he was gonna bite our feet off. I reached for the swiss army knife that I always keep in my pocket, normally... but instead, I had but a simple butter knife.
The shark jumped out of the water to bite me, and I chopped the butter knife in his mouth, and... somehow... I managed to kill him with it. Go figure.
It ended here, I think.

Recently, in real life, I told someone that "I always keep a knife in my pocket, and it sure ain't no butter knife!"
This probably explains the silly butter knife thing.

This was the first time I did a reality check in a dream, kind of...Let me explain.

I found myself in some familiar place but couldn't remember it, met some of my friends and...fell asleep. The shared dream was like a computer game. All of us were running from something in a strange place during the night. That place had lots of houses and all of them were made from stone. After I somehow found myself alone, did a reality check. I discovered I was dreaming, but I discovered I was dreaming in my dream within my first dream,so I wasn't aware that all of it was a dream.
I got close that night, recalling as much as I can from my dreams and doing regular reality checks paid off...kind of.


( The above isn't written in great detail since Im writing pretty late and am too tired to write the details)

not really a unique lucid dream i was pretty much in the first stage. although it was very very detailed i didnt have much of any control over anything. i tried basic telekenisis which i had mastered in other LDs but didnt do much but move some small objects a few feet. This dream started out with me being on a dirt bike, not a normal one but controlled like a normal one. i had stopped at this store much like a gift shop. it was in the middle of the desert and i went inside to check out what they had. i came across an old razor they use in barbor shops back in the 50s to shave customers faces and heads, i wanted it for a concealable weapon because i had a sense of deja vu that something bad was gonna happen in the desert. i then came to lucidity realizing how much money i had in my wallet, because i realized i am not that rich. so i proceeded to walk and and looked at my motorcycle and just looked around at the desert scenario, i was so happy i was LD agian it had been like 2 months since i could have one. i got on my bike and went fast as hell. i was tearing it up i got some air, which now thinking back may have had levitation in there kuz i was getting pretty high up. i came across i plush, green area in the desert which was like a neighborhood of some sort. i confronted a man who put a magnum up to me and i pulled out razor and cut his neck clean with one swipe and then proceeded to walk away from the dead body and go into a camper next to his house and lay down to sleep. like i said i wasnt really controlling much of this dream. my being layed down and covered up with a blanket and tried going to sleep. then some people came to the camper wondering who had killed the man, they were looking around when i came out and the about as much as i can recall..

It all began while I was in the living room of my parents home. Things looked fairly familiar and normal, only their behaviour was off. They told me that I needed to sit down because they had something important to tell me. I was more wrapped up in figuring out why things seemed odd in the upstairs, there was a blanket hanging on the wall that was never there before, and our kitchen appliances were mixed around, though they were the same models. My parents kept telling me they had to tell me something important, but I went outside on the back porch. I noticed our small pond (that is usually there) had been expanded to the whole width of the backyard, it looked fresh and I noticed one of our neighbors who does our landscaping exiting the backyard through the fence carrying a shovel. I realized that though my backyard was the same, the differences were outstanding. Coupled with the living room observations and the kitchen, it occurred to me I must have slipped into a parallel dimension. Logically it made sense, everything being similar but slightly skewed fits right into my personal beliefs of parallel dimensions. I was back in my living room, my parents told me to sit down, I sat and told them I already figured it out, they told me I wasn't supposed to be there. I asked them if this was a different dimension and they both nodded. It occurred to me that if they were here, then 'I' must be here as well.
I suddenly started hearing loud metal music coming from the basement, I ventured down the stairs with wonder if I would see myself. As I turned the corner I saw 3 guys, one with his back to me who was built curling a barbell, one spotting him, and another sitting on a weight bench just talking to the other two. The spotter saw me first, throwing him off his spot as the lifter slipped one hand and the barbell clanked down by my feet. He turned around and I saw him. Me. I saw me, looking him straight in the eyes, he looked exactly like me, with 30 more pounds of muscle. I was stunned. His friends were somewhat speechless as well. We spoke, but I lost the words, I must have told him I was from somewhere else far away yet very close to here. I began to speak of dimensions and I could tell it was over his head, he didn't have thought for metaphysics or theology, 'Great' I thought 'My other self is a meathead'
As I went back outside I was greeted by a woman with short spiky hair with several facial piercings. She was familiar and I knew immediately she knew who I was and where I was from, she told me to come with her. I sat in the backseat of some vehicle while I watched my other self walking to another vehicle 50 feet in front of us or so. I commented to the person I was sitting next that this was too real, looking at my hands and all the details of the inner car I thought to myself it was too real to be a dream. I told the one next to me that I lucid dream all the time, and that if this was a lucid dream I would be able to control things. So I looked away from my other self who was wearing a blue shirt and I spoke, he is wearing a PURPLE shirt. When I looked back his shirt was purple. Oh, well that settles it I guess I am dreaming, yet I continued down the dreamplot to see where my venture would take me. It was explained to me that this realm was governed differently than my own. What we consider to be mythic lore and magic are their science and sentient species.
Several jumps and skips, I am shown a catacomb-like city with odd transports which float on air. And many different beings. The evil queen discovers that I am in their realm and must be hunted down. She sends elementals after me/us. My spiky-haired guide has been with me all along though most details escape me. I do remember a being made of brick, only able to travel through the brick walls which are rooted all through the city. His form only manifests where he chooses to step out of the brick, but his travel is still heard through the walls. One of the elementals is on our side as he tells me of their powers and limitations. My last memory from the dream is of the queen who looks surprisingly like Maleficent mixed with an elf. I am awaken by my phone ringing.

All dreams after WBTB MILD
WTF?
Giant Abe Lincoln doll crashes and falls to ocean. I am there. On beach. Blue sky. Blue water. Beautiful. We try to climb up him after he gets up. Some woman is living with fish now. She is engaged to one. There is a bottle of nail Polish. I lick it with a lizard tongue. If fill with black liquid on the outside and sort of threads around. I hear the woman's narrative. Another giant doll rises but only half the size of Abe. Looks like Monster High. People try to climb but they wiegh it down. We let go and it stumbles off. And has a hard time walking in water.

I just want pie!
I got to Wal-Mart to buy pie but can't find. Ask guy for help. Said no. Look in frozen. I look into ingredients to make. Bunch of drunks. K tell to calm down. They get mad. I say, "Yes! Fucking calm down please." Because I said please they seriously reply, "Oh he's so polite." I am now at my parents looking for indredients. Eat frozen fennel seed. I call it fennel seed but it looks round with a yellowis dot in the middle. I am mad they didn't have anything to make pie so I take some sort of cart. I make so much noise I am surprised they didn't wake up.

Work?
I am at a gas station with my Ex-Brother-In-Law. He gives me money for gas and cigs. HA! It was usually the other way around in RL. So I go in to pay. I want some Camels so bad but I remember I quit. I think about it for a long time. I finally say NO I wont. And leave fast!

Now I am hanging with Henry form work at a 3rd plant. It doesn't exists. The place is from a previous dream a loooong time ago. I remember the other dream so I think that I have worked here before. But I also believe it is part of my RL job. False memory. Henry is drinking beer and hanging out. With me. We are waiting for some work and we can't leave. I am a little nervous about the beer. I have my own six pack of Coors Light but I won't touch it. I think I will let it get warm and chug it at lunch. I asked him what we are doing. He tries to whisper to me but go loud. He was telling what our plan was. Then he's like oh sorry I got too loud didn't I? Yes. I worry that we will get busted for beer. I look around and see some office behind a long desk. They have some sort of broken platform where the desk rises to reach a shelf to put documents on. I want to leave so bad. Trying to wait for lunch to drink my beer. Jeff is laughing at us.

Strange Flowers Fragment
I see a group of yellow flower centers surrounded by green petals. The petals expand and contract over the centers like some sort of round muscle or eye lid.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #4: Flight-time Performance Anxiety (July 16, 2012)

I'm chatting with an old friend at a party who's into lucid dreaming (IWL as well as in this dream.) I tell him how things are starting to come together for me and I thank him for his help and advice. Another DC engages my friend in conversation and I wander a few feet away, for some reason deciding that I should listen to my iPod.

I try to plug the headphones into my iPod but discover that there is no headphone jack. At first, I'm suspicious that my friend has switched iPods with me but I stop when I realize how ridiculous this accusation is. I perform the nose pinch RC and become lucid. I excitedly tell my friend that apropos of our previous conversation, I'm having a lucid dream right now. He's pleased and doesn't mind when I wander away to start experimenting.

My first goal in this dream was to compare the quality of dream imagery to that of modern video games. The moment I remember this goal, a tapestry or painting on the wall suddenly changes to a gameplay movie of the early 90s shooter "DOOM". (Okay, subconscious, I'll admit that was a cute trick.) I note that the floor and ceiling are very bland with almost no texturing. The walls, furniture, and dream characters, however, are photo-realistic, well beyond what I see in video games.

I announce to the dream characters in the room that this is my lucid dream and they are about to see some flight. I attempt to jump up for flight but simply bounce off of the ceiling. Some of the dream characters cut their eyes at one another in an "is this guy for real?" way. I attempt a second jump, bounce off of the ceiling and go careening into a visibly annoyed girl with short hair and glasses. She shoves me away and I go for a third attempt, yielding one more embarrassing failure.

I rub my hands and arms to restabilize then consider having a huge storm rip the ceiling off the house so that I can salvage my reputation. Before things can get really fun, I wake up.

I was working in some sort of castle that was part of many castles spaced out evenly in some grim planet that was usually raining. It was mentioned to be named Hykoon. My job was to carry the garbage down a long hallway from the main courtyard to the bins outside. Another guy who worked with me delivered meals to the owner of the castle. There was a main courtyard of cobblestone and four unlit towers with staircases. The other guy went up these staircases but wouldn’t say what was up top. Lobster-like aliens ran the place, including one who was a sort of leader.

I eventually snuck up the stairs at night and spotted a meeting between two of the aliens, one of them stabbed the other, fled into the forest that was outside and was gunned down by security turrets. Then I woke up. The last part seemed almost like a video game.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Don't have much detail for this dream because i didn't record it when I woke up. Must make an effort to do so in the future, specially with awesome dreams like this.

I was with an extremely hot girl, i think she was the mega-hottie Alexis in the movie Project X. Looks like we were planning to take over the world, or some such fun.

Our plan looks like it involves building a dam wall on the one end of a city, and then flooding the entire city. i'm not exactly sure what this is meant to achieve but it seems as though I'm going along with it.

This is probably due to the fact that it's Evil Alexis' plan and... well... she's hot.

Some action happens with the general plot of the story. I think I'm secretly against the plan and am conspiring to make it fail. However, after possibly falling off a cliff (?) I seem to get over that idea.

I'm in the lookout spot with Evil Alexis and we're surveying the city that has its impending doom minutes away, Fight Club style.

We're on a bed in this lookout place now. Evil Alexis starts giving me a handjob. I'm enjoying it until her hand turns into a tentacle/monsterous claw thingy. I am rather shocked but then I guess i accept that this is one of the downsides of fraternizing with an evil demon megahottie.

Luckily the claw of doom goes away and Evil Alexis is lying half naked on the bed

I suddenly realize I am dreaming and that therefore i can have sex with her without a condom. This all came to me as a single realization.

LOL

I immediately try to start having sex with her but she's kind of denying me cause she has to do something related to the destruction of all human civilization. I'm getting kind of flustered... She doesn't seem to realize the what a unique opportunity this is for me!

Then all of I sudden we're doing it on the bed. But I slowly feel like everything is melting around me. I'm focusing desperately on the scene, trying not to let it go... But the more i try to grasp onto it the more it drifts away...

Aaaaaaand I wake up. I'm only half awake. I kind of still have the dream sitting there and feel like I could go back into it. I go back to sleep. Not sure if i went back into the dream or not though cause I didn't remember anything after this.

Was really awesome that I became lucid... Sucks that I couldn't maintain it though, only got to have sex with the hottie for a few seconds before waking up haha.

What's interesting is that I know I have the ability to wake, then go back into a dream I was just having. Done it before. I've just never recorded my dreams before so usually forget what happened.

I didn't have much control over my dream, as far as I know. I was just aware I was dreaming and just went along with what happened.

NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID

This is my first dream I recorded in my DJ.

I woke up and started writing in my journal while still half asleep. I think because I was still half asleep I could easily think back to the different parts of my dream. I was actually writing while my eyes were closed for a bit, that's how semi asleep I was.

Was really cool how much of my dream i remembered compared to normal simply by making notes about it as I woke up.

I was on a school bus which had a big flatscreen TV in it. On it was playing some kind of monkey documentary. I really didn't want to watch it at first but then i started to really get in to it.

Next thing I was inside the documentary, very high up in a huge tree. The tree was like Enid Blyton's Magic Faraway Tree - it had a magical feel to it and I felt happy to be there. Was kind of like the tree's in Avatar too.

Further down the tree I saw two orange monkeys/orangutan's doing an extremely complex dance that involved mutiple levels in the tree. I was impressed. Then they proceeded to have mate...

I'm now in a house, similar to the Cullen's house in twilight. I'm inside with some people and we seem to be hiding from something. Then i'm outside and a creature attacks me. It looks like the funny flying thing from The Neverending Story, except it's face is black. I don't really see it's body. It kind of bites me on the shoulder or arm but it doesn't have teeth.

I wake up in a hospital, everything is kind of blurry and I try say something but can't really. My mom is there and she's worried. I drift out of consciousness again.

I wake up again and feel like something is off. I'm not quite sure what it is... I just feel strange and like i'm not functioning properly. I get up and stride along confidently but there's a kind of entourage of people following me. I'm irreverent to it though, I kind of feel like Vinnie Chase in Entourage, like it's normal to have that attention. I notice that people are kind of looking at me worriedly though.

I click, and ask my mom if I have brain damage. She's upset and explain that after i hit my head and was taken to hospital the doctors found a tumor on my spine and operated on it. I'm not sure what this all means and don't know what the ramifications of it are.

I then find out I had been a social recluse after my incident with the animal attack. I've clearly lost my memory of this and have become a different person after the operation, maybe had a personality change.

This relates to the book I'm reading at the moment, Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, where the protagonist is a brilliant professor who loses his mind and is institutionalized, only to emerge with a new personality and no recollection of his former I dentity. It also has parallels to Bruce Wayne in the Dark Knight Rises. He is a broken recluse at the start of the movie and has no hope or will to live.

It looks as though nobody believed me about the mysterious animal attack and everyone thought I had gone crazy. So I became reclusive and spent all my time writing obsessively about the beast i'd encounted. The whole situation was kind of mysterious and it appeared as though there might be something strange going on.

Later a nurse hides me out of site while doctors talk about me. I can't really understand what they're talking about but i get the big picture - what happened with me was a coverup of some sorts. There were people who didn't want the story to get out, and so something had been done to me.

I felt an overwhelming sense of victimization. What had been done to me was not right. Luckily there was a nurse with big boobs who gave me a hug... This seemed to cheer me up.

What was interesting about this dream was the vivid senses that accompanied it. I really got a feeling that I was in some mystery story. And the confusion felt very real, as well as the feeling of having lost my identity after the surgery and my mental functioning being different. It wasn't quite like I was more stupid... It was more like i'd lost a part of me that was holding me back, like my EGO. I felt almost like the guy in Limitless, like i'd tapped into a higher level of consciousness or something.

Also, the feeling of being in the magical tree was awesome.

I also think I may have almost become lucid when i woke up and felt something was off. I just couldn't quite get what it was.

08.16.2012

Blackmail & Lady's HOT voice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

(Just keeping this for reference: Lady in bed is similar to a lady I talked to about where I wanted to go in life while on my trip to New York, and I had feelings she was into me, even though she is currently married...name starts with "S")....some note that was....ha!!!!

I believe I'm with my father and mother again, and we're getting ready to pack our things and move somewhere. I don't know where, but somewhere, the environment is dark gray, with white lights emitting from above. I remember seeing a vehicle parked next to them, and it honestly feels like I'm in a parking garage.

I wanted to go back to the elevator to the room we were in before, I take the elevator, but I'm not aware of picking any kind of floor, I just go in, and I guess things happened just like that. The elevator opens, and I enter into a room. It's dark, with little lighting, and I looked at the bed right in front of me.

Someone is obviously sleeping here, but I can't tell who, they have themselves covered with white sheets. I have a feeling it's someone I know in waking life, so I make sure I walk silently to get whatever it is that I wanted. I don't know where I went, but I came back to the bedroom that was near the elevator door.

I look at the bed one more time, and I see the person is finally awake. I'm shocked at first, but I decided I might as well stay for a while and see who it is. She has black hair, she looks up to me and asks me something related to why I'm leaving so soon or something like that.

She really didn't want to see me go, and I assumed so based on her voice, it was so kind to me, it's as if she wanted me to hold my position near the bed and not move one inch. She had way of words, because I honestly could not see any reason to leave so soon. Whatever it is she said to me, god.....

Her voice was so bloody enticing, it it possible to be fully turned on by someone's voice?

After a while, I had to say goodbye to this lady, and I guess she did so as well. I go into the elevator, not even paying attention to which floor I picked in advanced. Then I get a flash in my mind of being in that same bedroom again with the lady with the enticing, lewd, and sexy voice.

It seems I had a recording of her before I talked to her of when she had sex with someone. The voice recorder resembles the model I have in waking life that I wanted to use for recording lectures, but there just a few extra buttons, and I think it was a different color in this dream.

Anyway, I play the recording, and I hear her moans as whoever it is continues to penetrate her. She starts using dirty words in synch with her screams and moans of pleasure. After the recording ends, I'd say it was 10 seconds overall, there was a button that gave me the option of sending this information to VH1.

LOL what?

I was tempted to press this button, and I think I even clicked it, but I clicked it one more time to cancel the transfer. Apparently, the transfer would be wireless, and I heard all sorts of beeping sounds that I didn't know verified what. I was worried that I was probably to late when I wanted to cancel it, because there were a few beeps occurring that would sound like I sent something in correctly.

I find another button on the recorder where I could see the video of her having sex with someone. She has herself in the spread eagle position, bracing against the bedhead, and sheets covering most of her waist and part of her legs. I can't see who's having sex with her, but it's a person with light skin tone for sure.

Definitely not her husband as far as I know.

Don't tell me I'm a manwhore in my dreams now......

OKAY, back to the dream, she's really enjoying what this man is giving her, and I hear the voice recording go in synch with the video, so it really is the video version of it. I even get tempted to send that to VH1 as well, but I don't think I do.

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08.16.2012

Feigning Crying and Social Anxiety (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a lot going on in this dream, so it's really hard managing how things started out.

Holy crap, I need to get better with this recall thing and making sure the only thing I do is type my dreams out the first time I wake up.....this dream could be longer, but because I had trouble synching those events together......eh......just another thing to conquer.

I remember being inside of a house, it's fairly dark inside, the windows emitting light from the moonlight is pretty much the only thing keeping this house from looking like it went into a blackout or something. I remember parts where I would come in and out for something, and every time, I would see a couple in a bedroom doing random things.

One was a man in a black tuxedo, and the other would be a woman in a red dress that had portions of the dress that completely wrapped her to where her hourglass body structure was apparent. I took these people for random dream characters, even though I know them being manifested are part of my dream signs of seeing a females in red dresses.

So much passive demeanor, it's as if I have a naivete of a child that still believes babies are delivered through storks. It's so sickening, but I let myself play things out to see how they go, I just have to....I don't know why....

I open the door to get outside, and now it's night time, with the tall street lights emitting light orange light, saturating the clean concrete that is now a cul-de-sac. I look around, and see that people are sitting around the edges of the cul-de-sac in fold-able chairs (mostly).

I see that most are young females, though I didn't really take the time to start doing a mental rating of who's hot and who's not because I was insecure on how I looked to them. They were passing glances at me, causing more mental stinging on my part, which forces me to resort to something to distract myself from their gazes.

I take my left arm out while continuing to walk, and pretended that I had to do some random inspection of it, even scratching it because I felt a slight itch on it.

I did this for a while, and then resorted to rubbing my the top of my head all the way down to my chin, pretending that I was tired. I finally reached the end of the cul-de-sac where a straight line would be formed, and sat next to a random person in the small get together everyone is having around here.

Someone informs me that someone had died, but I can't remember who specifically. In my mind, I honestly did not care about their death, because it didn't trigger any emotions of sadness for anyone that I knew that I thought was close to me. But since this person is trying to be gregarious with me, I started to feign feelings of sorrow.

I even stood up for a while to ask in a pretentious shock, "Really??? Him???" I slowly descend down to the ground again, covering up my eyes with my hands, making wringing motions as if I'm going to cry.

No.....merely feigning tears at this point, but I did make sounds to show that I was crying, and I honestly tried to cry to make it seem like I cared, but it only ended up with little more water saturating my eyes, but only at that, no dripping at all.

I did feel some kind of liquid stained below my eyes, but it was most likely the sweat accumulating from wringing my hands to feign the tears. I get up, and decided to go back inside of the random house I was in before.

I think the dream shifts at this point, and there's one part that I feel doesn't belong, but here goes.

I'm inside a house, it feels like the same random house, except it's now daytime, judging by how bright the windows are emitting light, even going through transparent light gray curtains reflecting some of it back. There are a lot of people in here, I'd say 5+, including my father. I pay no attention to the other people except my father.

The walls in the house are light green, similar to a house I've been too before for vacation. There's an entertainment center just like the one in waking life. It has a glossy and shiny dark brown painted wood finish to it. There's also a bunch of items and accessories around the place, but I only focus on my father.

He's wearing his glasses, and seems to be talking to someone at the moment. I get closer to my father, just waiting for him to include me in the conversation. I don't know why I wanted to, but I just kept quiet until he makes a response about me. He talked about how I would call him constantly to update on small things.

I get annoyed by this, and told him that I don't do that kind of stuff. He looks at me seriously, but then puts on a smile and taps my head with his finger.

WTF, did you just do the "Itachi" tap on the forehead just now? LOL, I'm not Sasuke bro (Sorry, maybe Naruto Shippuden fans might get what I said).

Spoiler for What kinda sorta happened...:P:

It made me calm down though, the tap on the forehead that is....what the hell.....WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED. LOL, was I being petted just now?

I couldn't really do anything, couldn't really feel any kind of anger trying to get it's way back into my reality again...damn it...

I turn to the man that my father is talking to, and he puts his hands out, and I shook his hand. I didn't know his name at all, all I remember is him wearing a Hawaiian type of dress shirt with dark gray dress pants. I knew he had a dark skin tone, and then I decided to leave the house.

The dream shifts again, and now I'm back in the same night time at the cul-de-sac. I still reform to pretending that I'm trying to make sure I'm fine, because the female glares still kept mentally stinging my mind, and this time, when I reached the end of cul-de-sac......

I see a mirror in front of me, and I see myself....I'm wearing the yellow and black horizontally striped sweater I have in waking life, along with denim looking jeans. These jeans were a bit too small for me, in length, but they were perfectly fine in width. I looked so innocent, and I still had some focus on how short the jeans were.

That's all I remember for that one.

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08.16.2012

Passenger Seat (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a vehicle, most likely the Chevy Blazer my father owns in waking life, and I'm on the passenger seat. I pay no attention to my father at all, or whoever it is that's driving.

I have my body faced perpendicular to how they're sitting, and the door on my side was completely opened while they were driving. So I'm facing the door that would've been closed instead of facing the front windows.

Ignoring the obvious that this is a dangerous thing to do, the passive demeanor on my part is absolutely remarkable. I actually enjoyed having the vehicle door opened, and I realized that there were a few things contained in the little slots on the top and bottom door.

It's bright as day outside, but since we're going pretty fast, the wind makes me ignore looking up in the sky. The breeze felt so nice......probably my fan in waking life at my apartment blowing in high speeds is what is causing this homologous variation in my dream.

Anyway, there seems to be a black leather folder contained in the bottom slot of the car door that's opened, and also a stack of papers packed closely together with a black binder clip on the right side.

The top ends of the papers are blowing very rapidly, but everything is safely contained in the bottom slot. Nothing is going to come out at all, despite the rapid winds from the vehicle going at high speeds (I'd say 70+ mph) because that's the point where if you were to slide down the window, it would just be constant wind blasting in your ear.

I have my seat belt on, so I guess I'm not that passive. =P

I have my shins forming a V shape, which makes my feet align closely together, and I have one of my elbows resting on top of the other hand that's perpendicular to the same elbow having the forearm up so I can rest the side of my face on my hand.

I'm just looking at traffic, random traffic, seeing the cars go by a little slower than what we're going out. In fact, there seems to be a traffic delay, and then I noticed the vehicle I'm in slows down to their speed now. I guess this just gives me more time to look at my environment, whoop dee doo!

But I really took the time to pay attention to the traffic, and I honestly cannot comprehend why I want to locked in this position facing away from whoever it is that's driving for me. I see a couple of people's faces waiting for the traffic to start disperse. On my side, the vehicle is probably going at 1-5 mph, but at least it's moving compared to the others at a complete stop.

One noticeable dream character though, as the vehicle on my side continues to advance, I see one lady with only her left side having a complete eye, nose, and mouth. The right side was completely gone, or at least overshadowed by extreme darkness.

In order to not show that I was really freaked out by this, since she was looking at me, I take the hand on my right side that was resting on the right side of my jawline, and shifted it diagonally to cover my mouth while closing my eyes at the same time.

I felt so ashamed that I couldn't contain myself with being shocked that this woman's face did not show completion on both sides. I kept closing my eyes, wishing things could speed up a bit more so that this same lady would just be like those other random dream characters that would be faded away from my mind.

I'm sure I opened my eyes again at some point, but just wanting to forget that lady's visage was my main priority. It just kept stinging to me mentally, "be grateful on how you look."

DAMN IT.....thanks for the belittlement repressed feelings!

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08.16.2012

Taylor Swift Acrobatics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a room mostly with shades of brown, and I'm near a table with a paper bag in the middle. The table is light gray, extremely thin, and supported by black metal legs. I see a blonde sitting on the floor a few feet away from the table.

She looks exactly like Taylor Swift, and she's wearing a fancy light violet dress that is slightly transparent. She looks cute, and she's doing some really random things on the floor. The floor was a faded brown, and the lights from above made a reflection on it.

The Taylor Swift lookalike has her elbow resting on her other hand so she can rest her jawline. Then she starts getting a little too open with herself.

She literally does a leg split, showing her panties, which are also a color of violet!

Isn't this cute?!?!? She matches everything together! Go Taylor! /sarcasm.

(I don't hate her, just couldn't help but be amazed on how she matches everything....EVERYTHING....)

After watching her giving me a show of her panties, someone comes in, and I think after they talk for a while, I realize the paper lunch bag is actually for me. I started getting ecstatic for no apparent reason, and I had some weird hunch that women would be inside of the brown paper lunch bag.

Lmfao, what the heck was wrong with me in this dream??

I opened the lunch bag, and it had all sorts of treats, small blueberry muffins (oh man, they looked soooooo tasty), and all sorts of little desserts inside. I think the person wanted to take one inside the bag, but I just moved the bag away from them.

MINE MINE MINE is pretty much my behavior in the dream.