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a bizzare but fun one today. starts with being in some big hall with a lot of people there. one really odd character was throwing mince at people and then started to become more violent and throwing chairs and things. it seemed he was gonna hurt someone so we decided that we had to do something. i got a chair and we chased him. eventually cornering him, i stuck the chair over his neck pinning him down. he turned out to be made of mince ( i guess this all may be something to do with eating alot less meat lately?). he kept escaping so finally i put him in a bag and told a mate to go and put him in the freezer. after a while i asked him what he had done with him and he said he had put him back in his room, but only in a bag. we went back to his room and he had just put him in a bag in his drawer which made me crack up laughing. anyway he was just a pile of mince by now so no longer any threat it was hilarious to me so i recounted this story to the people there, starting off with you wont believe this because its so stupid but im going to tell you anyway...

there was a bit earlier where i was back at my old football club, and this girl asked me if i remembered her. i knew i knew her from an epic holiday dream i had about a month or two back, but this didnt get me lucid yet. somewhere along the time when i was telling the story of the mince man, it became clear that i was dreaming. it wasnt the clearest lucid, but it was based in a holiday party dream, so my tasks just went out of the window as i tried to just stabilise it enough to make it last longer and just go with the flow of the dream. in my mates room there were 2 girls (ors, marm) dancing in a wardrobe, and even though it looked too small in there, i thought i had to get in on that. we danced for a bit then it felt like time to move onto another part of the holiday. everything just felt so loving, like we were all on the same wavelength and there were no issues between anybody that we could all just share all this fun together. i got told that i seemed to have so much life, and as this was from someone with plenty of it themselves it just felt so nice and reassuring. ive definately had alot more energy lately and went on an amazingly long ride yesterday without getting at all tired. i definately feel that dreams can somehow effect your real life energy because sometimes they drain me whereas recently they have just energised me.

i found a mate who had the key to our apartment. (by this time i was semi lucid, but lucid enough to remember to keep stabilising) i put the key in my wallet and walked off into the dream with the 2 girls. i remember dropping the key and then finding it again, but sadly like too many other dreams, do not remember getting back to the apartment, and just remember partying with the crowds of people there. the only dream goal i really got to do was just walking around practising trying to find the things and people that i was looking for at the time. this was pretty successful and all in all a pretty amazing lucid that was one of the first times where i didnt have to trade off between the epicness of the dream, and my lucidity in it.

Very Vivid (No control): Dream starts out with my best friend Austin. The building we're in looks very similar to a Pizza Factory my fiance works at. We seem to work or own this restaurant. At first we're talking in the back on the establishment. Not many customers. Just 3 children all by themselves. They didn't seem to pay, but I wasn't there for when they ordered. Austin said they did pay. There was a girl with Austin...possibly a girlfriend I don't know of. I remember we went to vote for something together and had to fill out a two page survey. It was pretty random seeming.

Suddenly, I was with a friend Emma. There were several of us lounging on a mattress on the floor while watching a movie. At first, I couldn't see the movie. Evidently I dozed off. I seemed to be the only one awake at first. Then I see Emma is awake. Out of nowhere, the other two with us are gone, and we're watching a John Wayne movie that I've never seen IRL, but I recognized in the dream. I don't remember leaving, but suddenly I was "home".

My "home" was drastically different. It seemed smaller, more compact. Me and my family are packing for a trip to Ukraine. I remember small details like asking who's looking after our dogs for a month. As I say it, my mom's friend Amanda seems to walk in out of nowhere. I ask for an itinerary, and we leave.

No drive, just suddenly at an airport. Oddly enough, the airport is all in South Korean. I don't even know why I know that it was South Korean, but I do. They had an Italian ice cream stand mixed in with all the South Korean food being served at buffet like stalls. As we're heading towards the plane, we realize we're a little late. We start heading for the gate. Suddenly, I get distracted, and my family gets onboard without me, and I miss the plane. Somehow, I understand the Korean instructions over the PA saying "If you miss your flight, please become noticed by our staff." I run wildly around, and even manage to pry open a door with my bare hands trying to find my family. I finally make it back through an open doorway. As I go through, I see my first person since the terminal. It's a girl Erin that I have Programming Logic and Design with. I have never even talked to her. She was wearing green scrubs for some reason. I run past though some kind of resturant/bar and into the main terminal. I run past the Italian Ice cream to stand in line. As I'm there, I see an old friend Roger who I've been to Ukraine with. He seems calm, and he calms me down and offers to help. I sit down next to someone I seem to know while waiting in line. She's holding a baby, but I don't recognize (or maybe just don't remember) who she was.

On hindsight, and after adding more remembered details in, I think the girl with the baby was Emma. She talked about someone's baby on Facebook last night before I went to bed. I'm pretty sure that's who it was now.

For now, that's all I can remember. Sadly, I have to get to class now. But hopefully this detailed account will help me start getting used to this. :]

March 19, 2011
Lucid Dream 201: What Lurks Below...
Series: Mind of a Gamer, Episode 3
around 11:00am
DILD

Category - Action


I was with a team of random DCs in a large abandoned facility. I was the leader of the team and I had split us up into two groups of three. One group searched the floor we were on and the other (my group) was to take the elevator to the bottom floor. The elevator was like a massive cargo elevator. Me, another guy, and a female wearing glasses and a baseball hat stepped into the elevator. I pressed the button and the doors began to close. Suddenly the female unexpectedly kicks/shoves the guy out of the elevator before the door closes. I reached for my pistol, but it wasn't there. The female had removed her glasses and hat. She was now pointing my gun at me and I realized why she had looked familiar. It was Annette Birkin (from Resident Evil 2). I thought, "Shit! Now what am I going to do." She seemed to understand what I was thinking. She smiled and said, "And now...you help me get my husbands research." I asked her why she couldn't just get it herself and she told me, "You will see soon enough." As the elevator began to slow down, water started pouring in from the bottom of the elevator. The water was up to my knees before the elevator stopped moving and the door opened.

I a short hallway that lead to an all too familiar door (which was half submerged in water). I knew what was behind it, and I thought of a plan. I opened the door and entered into a very large circular room. The entire room was flooded and I was standing on a metal walkway that wrapped around the entire room. I looked at Annette and said, "Follow me...closely." I took off running and noticed a pair of fins approaching. I made it to the closest door and entered as two sharks leapt out of the water and attempted to eat us. We were now in a smaller flooded room. I noticed several smaller sharks swimming around (about 2 foot in length). I hopped up on some floating debris and suddenly became lucid for no apparent reason. I began hopping around on the floating debris as the sharks leapt out of the water and snapped at my legs. Annette had found the suitcase containing the G-Virus kit in a floating dresser. I then leapt into the air and glided back to the door. I opened it up and we exited back into the circular room. As soon as I closed the door a shark jumped up out of the water. I jumped up to meet it, ripped out one of its teeth, and then split its stomach open. Tons of sharks swarmed and started a feeding frenzy on the freshly gutted beast. We ran to the nearest door and entered.

There was no water in the room. It contained a staircase that descended several flights. Once we reached the bottom, there was another door. We entered and found ourselves in department store. There was a holding tank on the far left that house a massive shark. It was neptune from Resident Evil. There seemed to be no one in the store but the two of us. I walked around for a bit until I heard the sound of glass shattering. I looked out toward the direction of the noise and saw a horde of zombies running at us. Suddenly, people came popping out from behind shelves, clothing racks, etc. They all had guns, swords, baseball bats, etc. I battled along with them. I grabbed a mop and began rocking some zombie head. I impaled one zombie through the mouth with the mop and then yanked its head off. After the horde was defeated, I noticed that the leader of these survivors was Michael Jordan and Lebron James.

I thought, "Well, I suppose it makes sense that two of the most athletic people would be able to avoid death by zombie. I talked to them and asked them how they got here. They had lead a group of 22 people into the department store to wait it out for help that never came. There were only 11 of them left. Lebron showed me his stomach which had several bleeding claw marks. I asked if the zombies got him and he told me it happened before we got there. He fought and killed a Hunter that had broken in with his bare hands. I yelled at Anette to bring the anti-virus from her kit. She refused, I laughed and said, "You just wrote your ticket to hell." I noticed she was standing in front of the shark tank. I imagined the scene from the RE Remake and the shark began slamming into the glass. Annette attempted to run away, but I flew over to her and tossed her back in front of the tank. The shark burst through and chomped her clean in half. Her top half was trying ti crawl away, when the shark flopped up and bit off her head. It managed to finish the rest of her off, before MJ put a bullet in its brain. I picked up the suitcase that she had dropped and gave Lebron the anti-virus. I heard shattered glass again, and another horde of zombies entered the store. I awoke while fighting off the zombies.

Wow, 3 lucids in a row involving Resident Evil elements and zombies .

Series Details
With the dream series, "Mind of a Gamer," the gaming world and the dreaming world collide to produce a lucid paradise. Read as I take video game scenarios to the next level. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

DJ Log: March 24, 2011 – 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

...and out of the midst of a dry spell, this strange one comes along...

I am watching a show on TV about people racing parts of cars down a track. Some of them are rolling tires down the track and some are attaching bottle rockets to various car parts to propel them down the track. One guy is sitting on the rear axle of a truck and is pushing himself down the track with a pair of ski poles.

I only remembered one dream which was slightly vivid.

So, in the dream, some friend of mine got (heavily) scammed when he bought a water heater online (btw, my dad bought one IRL last Saturday, online indeed). I wanted to check up if the site would scam me if I just went on it. Upon entering the site, a nice page displaying of all the products, but a pop-up (from my browser, Chrome, which I downloaded last night) warns me the site's somehow "analyzing" my computer. It shows: "Risk: DEADLY" in red. I stop the analysis but one relaunchs. I try a few times but it's still the same result. I manage to shut off my computer, but when it closes all my applications, I can see that ALL of my data (address, password, username, real name, etc) was transferred to the scam-site. I then woke up.

I've started taking Prozac for anxiety, for the first week I didn't dream at all- but the effects of the meds were so amazing and life changing that I struggled with the idea that maybe I wouldn't dream anymore. Same night I had a lucid dream. It started out as a non lucid, I was watching after someones bird, who kept getting out of my hands and running away, sqeezing into places and I was consantly looking for this bird. Finally I got sick of chasing him and said to myself I am dreaming I could do anything I want why chase a bird? To do a RC I stuck my finger through my palm and when it went through, I thought of a question I would ask the designers (of my dream). At the same time the idea of the color green or the representation of it kept bombarding me over and over agian. First I noticed that some of the senses were duller than normal, the air smelled stale, the colors wern't as vivid as they should have been and things wern't sharp. I wondered if it had something to do with the Prozac I was taking. However, I realized the opportunity shouldn't be wasted and began shouting at the sky "What is the signifigance of Green?" "Why did you pick green?" Why do you keep sending me green?" "What is the signifigance of green?" I yelled until I was begining to get irritated. When ever I attempt this quest no one answers. I thought that of course no one was going to answer agian and I stopped yelling and turned around where I practically feel over someone standing in back of me. I didn't know they were there, it was a complete suprise! I appoligized for tripping over him/her/it (it didn't seem to have a predominate sex) and it just laughed at me and said that it was okay. Then I asked what are doing here? and it replied "I came to tell why the green is here." I was so exited to get an answer I said "oh yes please tell me what is the signifigance of green?" It laughed agian and said " it is here because I wanted it to be" as if to say it was designed by this being this way to be asthetically pleasing to it. I said ..."Oh, ( A little let down by the casualness of the conversation) I began to feel a certian sense of fear towards the being. I ask if it was evil and it shook it's head and said "No I don't think so" with a smile, I persisted and said that it felt evil or scary and it agian stated "No, I am not either, I don't think". It didn't morph or change to meet my expectation that it was evil it continued to be calm and smiling. Then I woke up.

22.3.2011

Moonlit Mafia (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Tall grass blows gently outside the locomotive, as the passengers spill onto the tracks. The train has stopped, some sort of malfunction the conductor says.

We have no choice.

By the end of the night, this dark, gravely track must be drenched in blood, deep and red.

“But who?” we wonder amongst ourselves, three groups, one innocent, the others not. In time the answer becomes clear: we'll vote, and the one we vote for will die by all our hands.

My group, my family of mafioso, begins planning, talking in hushed whispers within compartments, between train-cars. Our plan is a complex one, and it'll be hard to pull off, but the potential benefits outweigh the risks.

Step one, talk with the leader of the other mafia group, our enemies, convince him to join us and vote for the charismatic innocent riling up what would otherwise be sheep to our slaughter. He agrees, and the plan goes forward.

Step two, put forward our votes, and make contact with the leader of the innocents. Let him know we're on his side, as long as he votes for the leader of our enemy. He does, and before it's too late, we all switch our votes.

It's done. I think, grinning, as our victim is forcefully dragged away, into the swaying grass, where soon he'd struggle no more.

______________

I'm shot.

Dragging myself across the city street, I feel the hole in my chest, my lung. I sense the wet blood on my back, seeping through my blue dress shirt, mixing with the dirt and dust, still falling to the ground.

“Boss. . .” I spatter, reaching my hand up to the man in the purple suit and fedora walking away from me, revolver in hand. He turns, as I violently hack up blood onto the cold rocky ground. A raise of the arm, a pull of his finger, and another piece of molten lead fires into my back.

Everything fades to black.

I had a dream last night but forgot most of the details. It's 10 pm. I should have written it down when I woke up.

My law teacher was a movie critic, and we watched a movie starring Natalie Portman, but I thought it was Kristen Stewart. That's all I remember.

Around 4:36 in the morning I was trying to fall asleep after being awoken from a nightmare. As I try to fall to sleep, I see a scene forming in front of me in Gray and Black. I keep turning over to get it to go away as I see where I left off in my nightmare.

Starting to experiment, I waited through it and made my imaginary bedroom. It started off dark with only me seeing a little circle of sight. I am struggling to gain control as my body yanks around (In the dream) and I lie on my dream bed.

Next thing I know is me standing next to my bedroom windows in full control, with amazing colors of pink and orange coming through my window. I was swimming through clear, white water. The experience was unexplainable as it felt so real, to real to be coming out of the water.

I'm with a couple of friends; we're making our way through a protracted commute via public transit to a train station/airport. As we get closer to our destination our surroundings gradually get flashier, with neon lights that give the area something of a futuristic look. We climb up the stairs to the boarding platform. I'm dimly aware that my friends are both carrying bags--and at that moment it hits me; I have nothing with me except my coat (which I'm wearing). Oh, damn, I forgot my bag. Again. (I have a sense that this is not unusual for me.)

I turn to my friends and realize one of them is Brian from high school; I recognize the other person but can't put a name to the face. "Guys, I just realized I forgot my bag," I say with an apologetic grimace. They sigh. We're going to have to go back to get it... well, no, why should they have to go back? "Go ahead without me," I say. "I'll meet you at J___ ______." (quick image of a map with place name overlaid and a blue "person" icon where our destination is) Brian starts to protest, but it's clearly just a courtesy, because when I repeat myself he immediately switches to a nod of assent. They leave. I don't know how I'll meet up with them since I won't be able to take the same means of transportation, but I guess I'll figure something out.

I slowly retrace my route. I dislike the fact that I'm going backward, out of the clean neon surroundings and gradually getting cheaper, more rural. It feels wrong, like I wasn't meant to travel in this direction. The details are fuzzy, but I end up at a mostly deserted train station which runs in both inbound and outbound directions. I start to think of how I can take the train and make a loop back to where I just was, nearly forgetting that I still have to go home and get my stuff first.

+fragments:
- possibly related to above dream, I am again at a train station but am a different person: a late-teens/early-20s African American girl. My dad is with me, except he's in some kind of small protective bubble and is dying. His last gift to me is a train ticket to my destination, meaning I don't have to pay for my fare. This is extremely touching (not because of what the gift is, but because I can feel his love for me so strongly) and I start to cry.
- something about a fight with Justin Bieber? (damn, I wish I remembered this one :p)
- other stuff I would have remembered had I not waited 12 hours to write this entry

1. I'm a wolf, and my friends are a hawk, a snake, a mouse, and a bulldog. My friends get captured, stuffed, and put in display cases, and I somehow manage to rescue and revive them. There are further adventures, but I don't remember them.

2. I'm at a toy store that only opens when a certain road is clear. There are all sorts of realistic stuffed animals, massive amounts of My Little Pony figures, and wind-up Tachikoma. I take too long deciding what I want to buy and get kicked out right when I was about to pay.

3. I have a non-speaking role in a really weird play where the other actors are the Marx Brothers and the Martian Manhunter. I somehow end up winning a second-place medal for my acting.

4. Some girl gives me a big tin of Valentine's Day candy - caramel-filled chocolate hearts wrapped in red foil. But whenever I talk to her, thinking we're friends, she doesn't want anything to do with me.

5. Various last-day-of-school goings-on.

Many dreams last night. Not using my paper journal so they are mostly lost.

Weak Lucid 1
The dream is in black and white. I'm in bed and it's mostly dark. I fall through the bed into an empty outdoor space. I try a few times to teleport my blinking, snapping my fingers and clapping. Nothing happens. I look down.

Below me it looks like the open ocean or maybe a large grass field swaying in the wind. I can only see a strip of bright light illuminating the ground. It's like I'm on a helicopter about 30 feet above the surface with a powerful spotlight pointed at the dark way.

Next I'm wandering on the ground. It's like a desert. Still dark and still black and white. Ahead of me is a slight incline and at the top is an old rusted out car. The windows are doors are gone. Inside there is woman. I look closely. She's naked and inviting me in. Wake up.

Weak Lucid 2
I'm in my room. It's dark and black and white again. I feel along the bed with my hands to increase my sensation of touch. I have difficulty moving. I look at the door of my room. Everything else fades away. I think to look around to regain the scene, but I'm afraid if I look away then everything will be gone. I imagine the door opening and someone coming in.

A woman walks through the door. She is naked. She climbs onto the bed in front my me. I keep my gaze on her and everything else seems black. I feel her thigh and kiss her lips. I pull back and she is gone. Wake up.

This occurred when I was napping. I was reading a book (Homo Faber) and decided to take a nap as I was absolutely knackered, having read the book mere minutes before falling asleep might have aided in creating my dream scenario.

23rd of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

I was reading a book (see above) when it suddenly occurred to me that I had no recollection of how I got to this point in the story. At this point I remembered that I had fallen asleep. However, rather than utilizing the knowledge of me being in a dream, I woke up and checked my iPod clock, as I feared I had been sleeping way longer than I had intended.

On the one hand, I'm psyched that I got this close. On the other hand, I'm extremely bummed. This was stupid of me...

The Cube

There was earlier stuff to my dream but the first thing I'm able to explain is that I was in a weird dungeon /industrial room. I was sitting in on a bench holding some sort of cube. There where DCs that where authorities were walking towards me (police officers I think). I knew that the cube I was holding contained incriminating evidence (I don't remember if it was of me or not). I tried to hide the cube in the space where the back of the bench meets the seat. I was removed from my seat by the men walking toward me and they searched where I hide the cube and removed it with. They where very pleased with their confiscation of the item. I don't remember what happened next.

Going in Circles

Another dream I remember a little about (I don't remember if it was connected to the dream explained above) involved my friend Ripply (Rip), this is the first occurrence of him in a dream I can remember. He was having me follow him around in this house where we kept going from one room to another but making a big circle. It seemed like we were in a hurry for something but he couldn't decide which part of the house to exit, so when we got to one exit of the house he would decide another exit was better and we would keep going in circles, I think there was another DC following us, as in with us, but not anyone I knew. It was my opinion that we leave the part of the house that was closer to the car, but i either didn't voice my opinion or Rip didn't listen. I don't remember leaving the house or not.


Another dream I had was very intense.
The Massacre in the Barn

I was in my barn and there were people locked inside the heifer pen in my barn, there where Libyans I believe. I was outside of the pen talking to them, I don't remember about what. One of the men inside the pen gave me a card, it was some sort of government issued card. I noticed that there was a mistake on the date. the years where wrong on the month of Dec. it said 2013 instead of 2012 for the next year. The card was some kind of reimbursement or 'get out of jail' card, it was important. But the incorrect date would void the card. I went to talk to someone about this and their was a guard of sorts, with other men now watching the men in the pen. There where a lot more DCs now. I was able to argue that the guard fix the mistake on the mans card. I was able to convince the man to do so. I showed the guard the card, this is when I had an opportunity to go lucid, because when i showed the guard the card I was unable to make out the dates, they where blurry and out of focus. Instead of doing a RC I just ignored it and told myself that I had the dates right After giving the guard the card I went back to the pen, very pleased with myself for what I had done. I had made some exclamation about I should do this for a living. After a short time shit hit the fan. The guards watching the men in the pen had started to open fire. The pens where now open and people where fleeing for there lives. The door that is right next the the heifer pen was semi open. I tried to get out through the barn door and only got my top half through due to the mass of people trying to exit. I could here the gunshots and was terrified that my legs where going to get shot. I could hear the gunshots from the semi-automatic assault rifles and tried and tried to push through. Looking back I think I was stretching my body pushing so hard to get through. I finally got free and ran the other way a lot of the other men were running. I went behind the barn and looped all the way back to my house. I do not recall seeing anyone get shot but i knew it had to happen because it was like shooting fish in a barrel. The last thing I remember is looking at my house.

I was driving a van. There was a prehistoric dog next to me that was excavated and lived. He was more ferocious than any dog on Earth today.

With my right hand, I broke off a piece of wood about 2" x 2" x 1 1/2' that was loosely secured to the side of my seat. I needed to protect myself. I kind of gave the dog a whack, but didn't really want to hurt it, so I ended up just pushing it towards the sliding door. In waking life I was recently working in my attic and had to deal with 3 wasps. I caught and released two. The third I didn't really want to kill, but ended up trying to by pushing it against the rafters, though he got away.

The dog became submissive after I pushed him towards the door of the van. I asked a dream character if it could really be a dinosaur dog. I don't really remember him answering, though I got the feeling he said that it was dug up.

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I saw a driveway, not mine, with flowers that I left. I went to get them. I picked up a 1 gal pot with a rose, and some much smaller pot. I couldn't get the third.

There was a hole at the side of the driveway. I put the plant I couldn't take in the hole to protect it. Then I realized I shouldn't have, so I got in the hole and put it back out. I climbed out of the hole disturbed that I had to get a little dirty, then the owner of the house turned into the driveway.

I was busted! I was thinking about explaining to the lady that came home that they were actually my plants. That dream ended there.