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Yesterday morning, while in the shower I'd pondered how I never have dreams about showering, and I'd likely get lucid if I did, as I tend to practice ADA in the shower. Well, I guess my subconcious played a bit of a joke.
I was in the shower, I believe I was rushed for time, I had to be somewhere. All of a sudden, I'm covered in horrible, thick, mud. It smelt horrible and had the worst grainy texture to it. I freaked out, trying to wash it off me and not end up with mud and dirt all over the shower. It started to wash off, but it took ages to scrub it all off and wash it away.

While I don't remember a lot of this dream, I thought it was a bit funny that my dreams ended up happening like that. My subconcious is a bit of a joker I guess

Today I skipped school so I can sleep over and over again. Results FTW. I have a fragment and a dream.

Fragment:The ugly girl from my class called A. (UGLYY) tied her hair to a ponytail.

Dream:I was playing my PS3 with my amplifier on. The volume was something between 36 to 40. Anyways , I was playing a game with Batman Arkham Asylum (I CAN'T HELP IT T.T) graphics and I didn't see anything but the game and my amplifier for the entire dream. I think I saw my living room for a few minutes. The game was genius! I was outside a cage. Inside the cage there were 2 people , fake people , who I can't remember , i'm pretty sure both of them were related to Batman Arkham Asylum , who battled. By pressing X I could open one of the cage's many small doors , and get inside a place full of water. For some reason whenever I entered there they started fighting there. Sometimes they even dived there the moment I got in. By pressing L1 and something I could drown one of them without the other guy noticing. The action was putting my hand on his mouth and choking him with my arm. Then I got out by pressing L1 and square. I repeated the Go-inside-choke-someone-then-leave technique for a long long time , and then the weirdest thing happened. My dad came and the first thing he did was lowering the volume to 36 , but thats not the weird thing. He thought this is my Avodat Shorashim (It's like a school assignment where you do a huge paperwork about your family) and he asked me: "How is your Avodat Shorashim going?". I can't remember what I said but I remember I wanted him to watch me play , and he did. Then he had to go so I told him "Aww , how cute , you're interested in my Avodat Shorashim". I laughed the shit out of myself when I woke up.

Finally aquired the image of my dream form. It took a long time but now that i know exactly what i look like when using dream control, lucidity isnt even a bother. Ive been noticing a change in thought and behavior as well as body language when i take control over my dream and have been trying to sculpt a 2d penciled concept of this form for a while now. It seems like i've been this form the entire time and havent realised it. When in dream control form my thought pattern becomes more emotional and bipolar. To gain max speed on land i would notice i would have to claw at the ground on all fours. My theors is that the user posseses an alternate form based upon what one sees of themself directly from their subconciouse. When dreaming we utilize this form from time to time and ive noticed the transformation take place every time i gain control of a dream or have it become lucid. Upon further experiment i have noticed a remarkable ease of dream control and lucidity, a substantial rise in power so to speak. Perhaps if my theory is correct others could more easily utilize the dream world.

I was in a vacuum. I thought I was dreaming, but thought I might simply be awake. I pushed my arms
out to see if I was lucid. I know it isn't an RC, but I already suspected I was dreaming and wanted to
stretch my arms anyway. I was having trouble pushing my arms out, but I knew I was dreaming then.

There was nothing around; it was not even space. It was stupid. I couldn't make a scene appear, so
I relaxed and started falling into the void. That was cool enough. I let the dream form itself.

I ended up dancing with an old, over-weight woman. Her hair was salt and pepper; she was about 65.
I dipped her twice as we danced. I was impressed that I could hold her up. I was in no way attracted
to this woman. The second time I saw her vividly, she was all sweaty. It was really yucky. She had the
hots for me. Blahchchch!

Soon I was at a party. I started making a move on a white girl and felt up
her shorts. I got to touch her, but the more I got what I wanted, the more I was afraid
I would lose the dream...and I did.

Then there was an cute, overweight black girl. I made a move on her and was successful.
Then I saw her skinny friend. That would have been nicer. The girl I was with leaned over and
kissed the corner of my mouth.

Semi/lucid to normal dreaming: Soon I had to leave the party. Looked for my scarf, found it, went
to say goodbye to the host. I went in his room and saw all the stuff in his room. I clearly so a forged
iron skull. Not scary, not life size, just an artistic piece. It was on an iron stick. I didn't see the rest
of the stuff vividly, but the room had that feel to it.

The End

1. I am at a nice restaurant with my friend Erin. After we finish eating, I suggest that we order some wine. She says, no, let's get beer instead. I look over at where they keep their drinks and I see this Brisk strawberry melon drink that I like in real life, and I jump out of my chair and grab it, saying something like, hey, you're gonna love this.

2. I am riding in the car with my cousin D, listening to metal music. I have some sort of telepathic link to my aunt, who is criticizing the music. After a certain section of a song plays, she says, "How is that art?" and I start comparing the section to a part of Stravinsky's Rite of Spring in order to help her understand the music. (This is strongly reminiscent of a conversation I had with a friend a few weeks ago, where I played a metal song for him, but he wasn't able to take it seriously, so I gave him a little analysis of the song, complete with references to classical composers who had used the same techniques, in order to persuade him that metal was a valid genre.)

3. I am in a department store, and I see a mannequin that has fallen over. It's like the kind that they usually have modelling clothes, only it doesn't have any clothes on, so it looks like someone pulled the clothes off and knocked it over in the process. It is made of transparent plastic. When I look at it, sometimes its head is attached, but sometimes not. I walk over to it and start kissing it. (I wonder what it means? )

First DJ entry! I've been ill, and so kinda delirious. Here's how last night went...

Black = Dream
Blue = Real Life
Other colours are there for effect

The dream started with me in school, in the middle of a maths lesson.
(I didn't realize until afterwards that my lesson was in a French classroom) I then remembered that it was half-term, and thought to myself "What the balls?". Then everything started to fade to black,
{Sudden realization of being in a dream}
so I looked at my hands and yelled 'Clarity NOW!'. All of the DCs in the room just stared at me, and I thought "Well screw being in here", and decided I was gonna fly. I fell out of the window, and I just sorta flew, Mario 64-style.
{Forgetting I'm dreaming}
Gravity decides to be a B!+[# and sends me plummeting to my doom.
Hit floor.
Wake up in bed.

I'm sick in the bathroom, and have diarrhea. I wash off and go back to sleep...

I'm at a roundabout that I walk through almost every day. I somehow instantly know I'm dreaming, and wonder what to do next. The world starts to fade, so I focus on my hand again. It doesn't work, and I wake up.

Back out of bed, into the bathroom. More sick, more poop.

I'm back at the roundabout, but this time my cousin is with me. I still half-know i'm dreaming. Theres a giant floating panel of TV about 20m away, with the Sky TV guide up. (Like the advert with King Arthur) So we watch it. It turns out to be pr0nz, so we walk off. I wake up.

I get up for my day normally. No sick!

chased

I was in a house with a guy named Brian and outside I saw things running about. We went outside to check it out and found ourselves being chased by a giant monster that looked really... well fucked up.
For some reason we hid in a port o potty and locked ourselves in. I thought I had a few chotguns with me but it turned out they were only broom handles. And these velociraptors were throwing themselves against the outside of the thing we were in. The Giant monster bit off the top so me and brian crouched down. I saw this gigantic weird face trying to bite us when I woke up.

Yeah

sex dream.. apparently about a woman I will meet soon.

Proposal.

I was in my inner world. A woman was leading me to a table and was saying "Ask her,". There was another woman at the table I recognized as Sam. I sat across from her and garbbed her hands and I was beginning to say something when I woke up.

Author's note: This is the first dream I've been able to remember in a long time. It was rather short, and my dream recall is terrible, so it's going to be a short entry.

I was talking with my brother about dinner and I logged on to my computer to look at pizza deals. We were arguing about what deal to get, and I scrolled down the list of deals and saw that there was one where you'd get 3 pizzas with your choice of toppings and a special item with your order. This month it was a porno.

5/30/11 during a late nap

It was raining and I was at home getting ready to go to the store because my son needed wipes or something. It took me a minute because I couldn't decide what I should wear. I felt like I was taking too long and didn't want to get caught in the storm. I picked up my son and was walking to the store. I might've been heading to my car. Next I remember walking across the parking lot.

This morning.

I was in a strange place where half of the town was sitting on water. I was trying to leave, but the roads and everything would shake and wave every now and then and I had to hold on to something. I remember someone explaining to me how they got half the town on the water and I thought it was weird that they would want to do that. I start to drive on the road and am going uphill into a curve. I see two exits, each with a weird symbol, might have been a single number on each one, can't remember though. As I came up on the two exits I couldn't decide which one would take me out of town. So I slow down, realizing I'm stopping traffic and I ask a guy that's coming out of the tunnel in front of me, which one goes out of town. He pointed at the other one and said it went to a bank. Suddenly I see people in line at the exit he pointed at. So I get out of the car and start to go up the other one and there are stairs. When I get to the top I remember it being another place like a bank.

I leave and am driving when my sister gets in the car and tells me she needs to drive around to the bank. I go around once, she said I did it wrong or didn't put the money in right. So I drive around again. This is all I can remember.

I dreamed I was in Africa (wild) with my friends and we discovered an orphaned lion cub about a day old. The cub's pride wasn't seen anywhere near by. So There only seemed to be one choice: turn into lionesses ourselves. Even though we knew that there's was a risk in doing it. Having half-human, half-lion/cat babies if male lions become TOO friendly. We did become lioness The most ironic thing was out of the 3 lioness, I was the best hunter (which is ironic when I barley know how to cook).

hmm so i got drunk i think quick tdy i with 2 beers and i went to sleep ..
so no good recalls but at end i remember that i was with my uncle
my bro
a friend from school
few girls
and me .

it was so that we are in 1 room and trying to learn boxxing .

[before i went to sleep i played for min cs 1.6 and i bunny bhopped ]
so in my dreams my brother first was trying to bunny bhop one place idk why it was weird haha..

so then we went to the room and doing boxxing learning with karate techniques ..
then my friend from school goes down from appartment at 1st stock. and he asks 1 guy how to punch ? lol.
and he comes upstairs and show's to us..
then the girls started doing that too and me too and my bro idk weird ..
so then in rl my bro came to my room he searched for something i heard it i woke up he left and i stand up and write this.


karli

I'm with my wife and a friend of mine and we are visiting this random woman and her young daughter. This woman has large piles of the new yorker magazine and we are making fun of the new yorker. We say that it falls in the pretension line somewhere between the new york times and the weekly world news. People read it on park benches to look smarter than they are. The little girl is laughing and clapping.

We turn on the tv and start watching a movie. The movie is a Rocky movie and i can't tell if it's Rocky 2 or 3. Some of it is about how Rocky and Apollo are going to fight again so i think it's Rocky 2, then there will be a scene where Apollo is training Rocky so i think it's Rocky 3. Then Adrianne says that she thinks it's weird that Apollo is training Rocky when they are preparing to fight. They all laugh at this.

Scene change.
We are at my house, but it isn't my house. People are throwing April and I a house warming party. April is talking to people on the front porch while I am hanging out in the kitchen with a bunch of people i just met for the first time. They are all talking about their drug phases. They say cocaine, shrooms and then one guy says that he very recently tried DXM at a robo party. I chime in to say that DXM used to be my favorite.

Suddenly the girls are squealing and giggling and i see that the guys in the room have all pulled their pants down. The guys stand up and walk over to the girls who are sitting and the guys are jerking off while standing right in front of the girls. The ladies are looking up into the guys eyes while they do this with big smiles on their faces. I say "what the fuck is going on?"

One of the guys says "Look this is cool. This is how things are in the city. Something gets going and you go with it." The women look over at me and nod and smile, then turn their attention back to the guys and start making encouraging noises.

I make my way out to the porch and say, this may be a bit too much for my wife. I pick up an ipod off an outdoor table and put on a random playlist. The song "Tuesday's Gone" starts playing and i look back in the kitchen. The girls and guys are where they were before, now the girls are begging the guys to come. Everyone starts making noise and the guys ejaculate all over the kitchen.

I ask one of the girls to get me a bleach wipe under the sink. She laughs and gets it for me. While i am cleaning, my wife comes in the room and tells me she really likes the song. I say, "it's your ipod."

"Really?" she replies.

I was at school with some friends, and we had to go to a room which had been moved to somewhere else. Girl who's been in other dreams was in the background. We arrived at the room, but our reason there was fairly pointless, we spoke about the weather and cars. There's this boy who goes to my school, he always does something and ends up having to clean everything, the school employed him. I was talking to some people who work at my school about how long they have actually worked there for. 1988 was said by one of them, it was the most memorable year mentioned.
-----Dream cuts out for a bit-----
I'm on the school field with the same friends, and that girl is in the background again. We're leaving the field and I for some reason have a dictionary with a map of the field inside, on this map it shows us. At this point I become lucid. Next to one of my friends on the map it says they belong to me, the girl is also on the map, and it says something about her that's kind of a blur. then in the corner it has a picture of Robert Carlyle and next to it it says "Read".
I wake up.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Estávamos em uma torre octangular eu, Enrique, Maria Luiza e Karina M.. A torre, octogonal, tinha paredes, chão e teto pintados como se fosse o céu. No chão, também estava pintado como se fosse um corredo sobre o céu. Havia um pássaro mecânico gigante em um canto da sala e alguém na ponta dela. Uma escada descia para um andar inferior, e eu sabia que devia ter descido para falar com alguém, mas não tinha ido. Botei a culpa no Enrique, dizendo "Porra, era pra você ter ido lá falar com ele(a)!". Após isso, enfrentamos o pássaro mecânico como se fosse um jogo de RPG. Maria Luiza usou uma magia que fazia bombas cair do céu e deixava o inimigo paralizado. Em seguida, Karina usou uma magia de água que também deixava o inimigo paralizado. Nesse momento, haviam 3 ou 4 inimigos na batalha, apenas o mais próximo da tela levou dano com a última magia. Minha professora de matemática, Dorli, apareceu no meio do confronto e avisou que as magias apenas causariam danos, seus efeitos (paralizia, nesse caso) não aconteceriam. Então, perguntou para Maria Luiza por que ela escolheu usar essa magia das bombas. Ela respondeu que era uma magia efetiva e paralizava os oponentes. Já não lembro mais o que aconteceu após isso.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room with some other people. I think Austin was there. I remember hearing something on a radio about a car accident, a really bad one about a lady losing her arm. The radio was live, playing what the police and paramedics were saying. I remember hearing them saying
"Pick it up!"
They were talking about her arm.

While listening to this, I was watching my cat, Belle. There was an open hole in the middle of the room that resembled our tornado shelter in waking life, except for it was a bottomless pit. It did have a cover like our shelter, however, but the cover wasn't on it. Belle was playing around the hole. I watched her try to jump, lose her footing, then fall down the hole. I started crying.
"Belle! She's gone forever!"
I was very upset. I then turned back to the hole, and Belle was sitting beside it. I guess she didn't fall down the hole after all. She then did the same thing again, jumping around the hole then falling down, me crying, and her reappearing. I then slid the cover over the pit.

I then remember seeing the lady who had been in the accident. They had sewed her arm back on. She had a band wrapped around the crook of her arm where it had previously been severed. Her arms looked toned and muscular.