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6-year-old Taylor Swift (not famous yet, but getting there) and a 6-year-old brown haired girl (nicknamed Brownie in this post) are both adopted by a lady (Grandma). Taylor is the favorite, so Brownie is my charge/buddy. She's really sweet, but a bit jealous of Taylor. So us two are outside in a park playing, and Taylor and Grandma are inside a CD shop that has no walls about 50 yards away. There are four boys playing basketball next to us, and the ball hits D in the face. He gets all mad, throws the ball the opposite direction, and screams at the boys that if they touch the ball again he will kill them. (D in real life is so nice I'm having trouble believing that it was him) Of course, the boys go get the ball again, D runs after them, I scream at them to stop but they don't, I run and take Brownie with me so she doesn't have to see, eventually the boys outrun D and D passes out from exhaustion and the boys escape mostly unharmed. We run back to the CD shop, I see a bunch of bald men throwing spears at targets mounted on trees. A James Bond-looking guy comes and shows the spearmen his missile launcher. My mind switches to the one of a spearmen, and I'm forced to shoot the launcher. I refuse to shoot anyone, so I shoot a boulder. My mind switches back to my dream character, and I grab Taylor, Grandma grabs Brownie, and we run. Grandma calls me Deida, but as we run a missile comes shooting at us out of the blue. It goes all slow-mo and I avoid it by inches. Another one comes but it isn't slow-mo, but it passes us and hit a brick wall. My view shifts and I see it coming out the other side of the wall, heading toward two freaked-out cartoon sheep.
I always wake up right before something bad happens (luckily)

Little warrior girl defeats someone/thing then goes outside and falls asleep. Another brown-haired girl comes and tlks to the warrior-girl's manager/bodyguard. She puts green plants on her head while she waits for warrior-girl to wake up. When the warrior-girl wakes up, the girl, the bodyguared, and a bunch of cats get into a big red truck. The 5-year-old warrior girl rides a white horse.

LW, some girl, and I are at a weird hotel with geers and a ginormous floor-wide ball pit. Scene shifts, I'm outside with the girl. She says LW has a secret past. (My brain is so cheesy....) Scene shifts again, LW tells me her past (can't remember what it was now...) LW disapears, a gremlin/elf thing pops up on my bed. It tells me to watch out, that there's a big spider over my head. I look up, a huge spider is right over my head, walking in a circle like it's on an invisible shelf, something black drops, I force myself to wake up. (I hate spiders, so that's like my version of a nightmare.)

*Not sure about the gremlin, but I've seen it a few other times, I think...

I WILDed and noticed the lumpiness of my body. I tried rolling my consciousness out of my body but could not, i imagined myself entering the dream world from my room and i felt the sensation of falling to a bottomless pit. Darkness was all over me and a voice came to me saying 'you are falling towards hell' and i said to myself that i have no fear, St Michael is with me to protect me.
I saw myself in my room and i walked out of it and sat down at the frontage, i grounded myself and focus on the goal of the dream which is meeting my DG.
I began saying these words meditatively 'DG show yourself' and i saw a hand whose body is hidden behind a water tank indicating as being the one but my alarm clock chimed which woke me up. What a sad end.

Awful, awful recall last night. To be honest it makes sense - i'd been drinking at a party, fell asleep at 1am, so y'know.

1) All I remember was my friend Greg.W were talking again about our guitar lessons (IRL, we were talking about it yesterday). We both haven't had a guitar lesson yet, and in the dream he told me that all I needed to take to the lessons was my guitar, lead and distortion pedal. My distortion pedal was my BOSS OS-2, it looked the same in the dream. I was happy that I had to bring it, to show it off as you don't normally get asked to bring it.

2) I was out with Amy...that's it.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Even though I drank last night and went to bed pretty late, I still did an EILD attempt.
This time I didn't woke up from the message, but I didn't hear it either, so this was probably not a technique for me.
I am going to start using the timer method that I used before and I am going to experiment with this until I foudn the perfect setup again. This DEILD-Alarm kind of way of inducing lucid dreams, is the best way for me to pracctise, because every awakening is an attempt. When I fall asleep I have the chance to get aware and I am more aware, because of these awakenings. But on every awakening I am in the perfect relaxed state, what people around here call sleep paralysis, but I would just call it mind awake body asleep, but I am not dreaming yet. That's the tricky part.
But now I have lots of oppurtunities to pracctise just that.

It will be tough in the beggining, but the more I pracctise this the easier it gets.

Anyway this night I did one more attempt of meditation, and I have found that I do fall asleep, but I wake back up so it's a good way of staying aware, although it's very frustrating and uncomfortable, so I am not going to do it anymore.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream about me an my family being threaten by a man with a gun. We managed to escape and we took my fathers car, but one of the sidedoors got broken. Then I don't remember anything more.

I was in a mall with my friend Tom. We went into a videostore, which also had videogames in it. So I just looked around, but then I saw two girls. Louise and Robyn, my old classmates. We started to talk and they laughed to everything, so it was weird, but I didn't realised that it was a dream. Then we went out of that store to grab some coffe.
A girl named Hanna described how good coffe should taste.

Then I had a dream about No Ordinary Family (I saw the last episode right before I went to bed).[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]The timer method was something that I learned from Lucidology, but when I talked about lucid dreaming with my teacher, she said that she had have a lucid dream. I asked how did you get it? Oh I have it very often, by snoozing with my alarm clock. I said what do you do in your lucid dream? "I control what I want to dream" she said, "But don't you know that you can control that world just like you control this one?!" She was quiet for a second and then she said "Oh I have never thought about that.. I have allways thought that it's just a dream.".

I will see how it goes, but this is the way of pracctise that I have worked the best for me, so I don't doubt that I will have great result.

Btw new rank on the Dream Journal software: Lucid Dreamer!!! Wohoo.[/COLOR]

-All non-lucid-
-I don't remember the dream fully but I do remember some stuff-

I was driving in one of those public transport thingies (Rails on the road and it drives on them). I was going to somewhere specific I don't remember where but the transport thingy got there but it didn't stop but turned on a crossing and kept going where I was going "Darn...Stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstop!" and kept repeating stop fast to myself and it did stop after 100 meters or a bit more to which I thought "Ya, now you stop so I gotta walk alot back >_>". Next thing I remember was walking into a store (From the dream I remember walking into it 3-4 times and never actually buying anything but I don't remember when they all were but this time that was "Special") and was looking at what they have, they had bread, pizza thingies and alot of stuff made with bread+yoghurt and stuff. There were some kids infront of me in the line and they all took something while I was browsing and couldn't decide, then I shyly said to the girl that was at the register that I can't decide and that I will leave now and come back another time (I felt my ears lowered). She said it's ok and asked me something along the lines "Is your boyfriend giving you a hard time?", I instantly stoped and shyly and quietly said "Yes..." then she asked me if he does some stuff that's not nice, listed them and all but I don't remember all she listed, but mostly that he's lazy and doesn't seem to care much, yet when I'm extremely sad he'd promise anything and do small things for me and blahblah. I then asked how she knew that but she just handed me over a paper and smiled at me, on the paper there was a poem, I don't remember how it went(Thoo I'd like if I managed to remember it but meh XD) and after I read it I was all "Aww...that's so sweet" (She didn't express love to me but it was stuff written about my boyfriend in a way that would make me feel better). And then I think she smiled cause I seemed to feel better and that's all I remember.

I don't know if it means anything but for one I am atleast happy to get a dream that is a normal one because I hate constant nightmares. I just hope the dream doesn't suggest I got a bad boyfriend that I should ditch and stuff(Since I remember him being killed infront of my eyes in dreams, ignoring me sometimes completely, getting a mail by some stranger that he's dead and such...). Because even if he is somewhat lazy and all that makes me sad, he can be really sweet and everything and I love him very much.

My dad left the house and I wa shome alone. My mum had already told me that I had been accused of saying something bad, like I'm going to burn it down" or something like that, it was about burning.

Police then knocked on my door. I was scared I waited a while but they didn't go away, I opened the door and they asked me if I said what I said, their piece of evidence was the daily mirror strangely though, my quote was on the racing form. I never recognised this.

I said I had nothing to do with it and it wasn't me who sad it.

Then I'm in a truck with Hawkeye and Black Widow chasing some guy, who I think might of stitched me up.

We fought the guards and took over the truck, however the guy escaped Hawkeye and Widow chased him on bikes while I (thinking to myself how sweet the Camaro is) found one it was the Transformers Edition I started to drive in out the back of the truck and join the chase.

Side Notes
Before I went to bed I was thinking of driving the Camaro in my dream all day. So one of my dream goals is complete.

This will be quick.

I was walking around and I instantly knew I was dreaming.
"Man, this isn't as fun now,"I complained. I was so busy complaining that it wasn't taking any effort at all to lucid dream now, that I completely forgot that I could do whatever I wanted. No, I didn't forget I was dreaming.
"Whatever. I'll just type the dream on DreamViews,"I muttered.
Though, before I woke up, I realized that only complaining and doing absolutely nothing would result in a boring entry.

Last night I had a dream which involved my friends and I. At first we were playing around despite our ages, joy-riding on the stairs of my home ( no one except old school mates of mine have seen the inside of my home--None of my current Girlfriends have). But there was a voice like a Steward's voice on an airplane that said the normal airline message. Not to mention we had to wear seatbelts on the stair-plane. We ended up in someone's garden. We got off the stair-plane and wander around the garden and we find this hairy man (I will just call him * "Adam" for the rest of the time he shows up) and took him inside the nearby house (which for some reason was a complete replica of my parents' house, almost every detail was the same-the one of the differences was his house only had the one computer I think--but then I only saw the library and a bit of the dinning room in the dream and the dinning room was something you would have expect from medieval area.. Lumière type of candle holders). Adam had one servant a tea-cup named "Chip" who looked like he had step out of the Disney movie "La Belle and the Bete" (The Beauty&the Beast). Adam for some reason spent a lot of time on the computer in the library ( is this "Adam" another male aspect of myself-since my parents complain about me spending 18 hours a day on the computer?) I go into the garden again and this time in the same spot I found "Adam" I found another male..this one seemed to look identical to Disney's "The Princess and the Frog" Prince Naveen. I somehow got the strenght I don't have in Real Life and flung? him over my shoulder and carried him inside the house.

dream changes:
I'm "in" a book (can't remember any lines in the book-expect it was a sequel to another *pretend* book..it had to do with shadows I think--I also remember there was a Puck-like figure too I guess who was my "guide" in the story? )then the "camera" seemed to move out of the book to where I'm sitting reading the book at the dinning room table. Mom (who is at the table too) asks me about it and I tell her..I never finished this dream since I got woken up by my sister's dogs barking.

*I use the name "Adam" since its the name of Disney's Beauty&the Beast--the "beasts" human name.

DJ Log: October 7, 2011 – 9:45PM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: When I came home from work today, I was quite tired. After getting laundry started, I laid down a took a nap at around 7:00pm. I woke up nearly 3 hours later, and wrote this down.)

I am at a large multi-stage outdoor electronic music festival. I hook up my stage and power it up, then do a sound check. The first DJ comes on and starts playing, and then I walk off to check out the other stages. I walk past another stage area that is still setting up, and find a couple of friends. I stop and bullshit with them for a bit, then I hear music start in another area. I walk over and there is a small sound system sitting on the tailgate of a truck. Unexcited, I walk off again. As I walk, I find some guys talking about all of the drugs they have for sale. One guy tells me about this brand new drug called USB. I am skeptical, but I buy a pill from him. I don't take it, but rather just stick it in my pocket for later.

I walk down along a fence line and see some electrical cabling that looks like it was left over from another gig. There is a transformer laying on the ground that looks like someone tried to set on fire. It's covered in ashes and is halfway stuck into the ground. Just as I am looking at it, a couple of people walk by and start chatting with me about when the next stage is going to turn on. I walk with them back to an empty stage area and find my brother spinning a record on a single turntable. Just as we're starting to catch up, the stage next to us turns on their sound system and does a sound check. My brother takes the record and puts it back in his case.

One of the guys that was walking with me comes up and points at the record player, asking, “What is this round disk thingy? What is this? Huh?” He grabs the tone arm and grinds it back and forth into the platen, then twists and bends it all around. He pushes the turn table off the stage, knocking it onto the ground. I stand up, ready for a fight and say, “What the fuck did you do that for?” He backs up a bit, then raises his fists and comes toward me. I put one leg up on the stage, then the other. He lunges at me and I grab him and wrestle him to the ground. As I pound on him, he says, “OK, I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new turn table.” I let him up and he starts babbling about some random bullshit. I remind him that he just broke my turn table, and he walks back over and looks at it. I pick it up and see that the case is broken, the tone arm is all bent up, and the power cord has been severed. He says, “I'll take it over here and get it fixed.” He picks it up and walks off.

The stage next to us puts on the first DJ. I look over to see that they have a huge line of subwoofers on the front of the stage and a few main PA speakers on risers, just off the stage ends. I walk over to hear the sound, and notice that there is hardly any bass at all. I walk along the row of subs and then through the space behind the mains. There is a security guy sitting on the stage who looks at me while I walk past. As I come out from behind the speakers, there are two more that are looking at me funny. One of the guys says to me, “What, do you think this is some kind of a dream or something? You can't just walk around all over the place like that.” I reply, “Sure I can, silly. This is just a dream. I can do whatever I want.” He looks at me with a puzzled look, the walks away.

I walk back toward my stage, deciding to stop in and check out everything inside my utility tent. I open the tent and see several boxes stacked in the corner and all of the packing material that has spilled out of one which fell over. I go in the tent and stuff all the bubble wrap back into the box and close it. I put the box on the pile, then exit the tent. I ask my brother, “Have you seen my camera?” He replies, “I think it's still in your truck.” I walk toward my truck and wake up.

When I wake up, I realize what just happened. , followed by

Therese is writing with a pencil on a piece of paper, Mary is there, I help Therese learn alphabet.

Lame dream.

Two boys are following my car. I stop at gas station, they try to get in after I lock the doors. Banging on window, can't get in. They walk around the gas station staring at the car until I drive away. Never got out to get gas, just waited then left.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

This is roughly lucid night #114

Sept. 22, '11: I realize I am dreaming and remember my task to eat a mushroom. I look around in the yard but don't see any. I command a mushroom to appear.
I hear singing from the neighbor's house. Finally I find something that looks kind of like a mushroom. I eat it and wait for results. I feel slightly high, but then the dream fades and I am in bed.

It is a false awakening. My sheets move on their own. It is kind of creepy. I am very cold. I get up and walk down a hallway, leaning against the wall. I feel very sleepy.
The scene fades and I am in bed again.
I don't move, but imagine moving my arms and clapping my hands. It feels real. I pinch my nose but I can still breath, so I know I am dreaming.

I get up, but I can't see. I open my eyes for a second and I am in bed again (still). I start over, get up and walk in the dark. I feel along the wall and touch a desk (my old art desk) and I feel a light switch.
Then I feel a large cat and pick it up. The cat is as long as my torso, but not heavy. My sight returns after I leave the room.
So I go outside and find another mushroom. I eat it and the dream fades again.

For a third time I enter a conscious dream and find a mushroom. This one tastes pretty bad, and looks like it could be fake, made of foam. It is red with white spots.
I wake slightly yet again.

Now I am not lucid. I am an Amish man, in the kitchen with my wife. I realize I am dreaming. I cut open a pumpkin, or melon, and pour some blue alcohol into it, shake it, and drink from it.
The dream soon fades again.

Now I am in a car with my mom who is driving. She is driving way too fast down the curvy road. She tells me about when she was younger and crashed into a tree.
I put on my seat belt and say "This is probably a dream anyway."

A and I are coming home and she began to hear a noise ... we saw a beetle.
The beetle was near a water pipe at the corner of our apartment.
Next to our apartment there is a house with walls made of tiles, with decorations in dark blue.
Suddenly two neighbors appear and we all try to take a picture of the beetle, but no one could.
The beetle is light brown and have wings and hieroglyphs in the head, of various colors.
Suddenly the beetle changes color, becoming all black and blue with green reflections.