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8th of March 2011, non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

1. I was in Hollywood and was either going in for a casting call or had otherwise already received the role, which was to play Whoopi Goldberg's son in her next film. (Which is very strange as there is no way in hell I could pass for her son) In this film Whoopi is leading a bit of an unstable and stressful life, but things change when she runs into her son, whom she had given up for adoption long ago. Couldn't remember any more than that.

2. Found myself IN the actual DreamViews formums, as I remember no screen or anything else save for a DV Forum, which was way darker the Template I'm looking at as I type this. I had stumbled across a profile page that had a profile picture that looked a lot like one of my neighbours, although the picture was too blurry for me to be absolutely certain. According to her profile she was from the same town, increasing the likelyhood of her actually being my neighbour. I started reading a large (By which I mean absolutely gigantic) blogpost/DJ on her profile. I was awakened by my brother before I could finish reading...

Woop

This dream revolves around a young teenager who through the first part I believe to be my child. It is very ambiguous whether this child is a girl or boy and I'm also awaire that there he/she may have a mental or physical disability. He/She is at the end of a long terrace house, but the whole side has bars. I introduce him/her to my mother and sister and consider to tell my mother that she's at last a grandmother and to my sister that she's an aunty. I am awaire that there are people who want to kill him/her, but by the end though I can't remember what I try to do to prevent this, I do know that he/she is not my child. I go back to where he/she was but the place is now empty.

This dream comes in two parts:

I'm in a courtyard area with some else and we're both sweeping up the courtyard and putting rubbish into bin bags, there is a long building on the edge of the courtyard there's a building with several doors, rather like a long stone stable, we're putting the bags into the nearest stable. I'm awaire that one of my bags has split and there's a computer monitor poking out ready to drop.
Next thing I'm awaire of, I'm now the other person, but his younger self as a child. He/I see myself approaching. My other self says something to the lad who then becomes very excited and runs off.

I'm at this carnival when I notice this is a dream (I have no idea how.). The dream starts to get a little hazy so I rub my hands together and it clear up a bit. I walk around wondering what to do for about 5 seconds I turn and off in the distance I see a giant red godzilla destroying a town, but I ignore it.
At first I think I should wish up a monster or fly, but I don't, (I believe it was because i thought the dream would end, or I would lose lucidity). I decide to change small bits of my dreams and just test my abilities. I walk up to this cart/shop. I look as the wood and try to change it to a different color, I manage to darken quite substantially, I try to turn and change the color of another part of the cart, and again it darkens substantially.

I turn to my left and notice this beautiful asian women, I walk up to her and put my hand in between her legs, I notice quite a few people are around so I take her by the hand and bring her to this perfume shop.
She asks me if we are going to buy perfume, I (think) don't answer her question, I then see this shelf lying on the ground but with perfume bottles inside, I move the bottles, we then "enter" this shelf and have sex. I made it all the way to the climax. Then I believe I woke up because I entered this blackness, which I believe was me looking into the back of my eyelids. I lay there and enter the same dream, I went in partially lucid, but I was constantly drifting in and out of lucidity.....(To be continued.)

Nonlucid Lucid Partially lucid

Successful WILD

March 8, '11: Laying on my back in bed, I felt that I was close to sleep. I imagined moving my arms and it began to feel real. I stood up out of bed. I saw a cat and tested to see if it could see me or if it would be scared. The cat acted normally. I looked at my bed and did not see my body in it. I commented on this.

I was in my childhood home, as usual. I rubbed my hands together to stabilize the dream, intending to stay in the dream for a long time.
I tried to remember what to do and remembered that I had already asked for my spirit name in a previous lucid dream.
I said "my dream name is Justin. No... ________!" I got it wrong the first time, but then corrected myself. (it is nothing like "Justin").
I said my dream/spirit name again as I walked into the kitchen. Another cat was on the table. He grew gigantic when I said my name and did a hand gesture at him. I was happily surprised by this.

It was dark outside, so I decided to make it daytime. I commanded it to be daylight, possibly using my dream name again. It became very bright outside, like a huge explosion. Then it became a beautiful sunny day. I saw Adam through the kitchen window, playing with his dog or cat with a ball.
I was very pleased with my control, and that the dream obeyed my desires. I made my cat levitate a couple of feet off the floor. Then I intended to go outside through the door without opening it. I jumped at the wall and hit it. I tried again and this time went through the wall with no trouble.

I flew and said "I am a god of this dream world!" (I said "a god" rather than "the god" because I recognized that there were other forces also in control of the dream).
I said "I want to see my dream guide and Sheila, now!" I might have felt that someone was about to show up, but I woke up.
Perhaps I didn't attempt to stabilize enough.

I am in a room that looks like a library. There are bookshelves lining the walls and some in the middle of the room. I see a door leading to another room the looks very similar. As I enter the new room I see a door to another room which looks similar. This goes on; each new room has a door leading into another room that looks very similar but only slightly different. In one of the rooms I stop and look around. A small dog comes running to me. I do not remember the breed. I give it some attention before I go into the next room. Another dog comes running to me. I remember that this one was a miniature pug. I move along to the next room. The same thing happens again and I do not know the name of the dog breed. I know that I am alone but I hear someone say “Wow you really seem to like pure bred”. I become lucid.

I go into the next room and this one has blue walls and a dark blue ceiling. On the ground are blue pebbles that look like something that would be at the bottom of an aquarium. This time a cat comes running to me. I give it some attention then I move on to the next room. This time I am thinking of my cat Caramel who passed away a year ago. I want her to come out of the doorway. A cat comes out and it is not her. I remember that this one was grey with long hair. I remain in the same room and I try again, this time a tabby comes around the corner. I remain in the same room and try one more time. She comes around the corner. She looks frail and sick like she did in her last days of life. I kneel down and get her to approach me by putting my hand out towards her. She meows and it sounds just like she did in her last days. I begin to cry as she comes to me and I hug and pet her. The dream ends.

blue=dream green=lucid

IN MY ROOM

I lay down in my bed. I do a reality check; it doesn't work. I kick my legs up and they float slowly down. "I must be dreaming," I think. I suddenly can't move. I rub my hands together, and it doesn't work. I try spinning, and it doesn't work. I lick the roof of my mouth with my tongue, and suddenly everything becomes clearer and I can move again. I wake up, then quickly fall back asleep.

RANDOM BATTLEFIELD DREAM THINGY
My brother is playing a game. He pulls some weird trident out of a wall. You get a score depending on how fast you pull it out of the wall. He gets 5,130,016 exactly (don't ask me how I remember this) He tries again, and this time he gets 5,130,030. This unlocks some sort of secret challenge where you have to swordfight Toshi from american dad. The fight is insanely tough and he loses. Cut to another guy hacking this game. He pulls the trident out in like 2 seconds and goes wins the fight very quickly. I wake up.

1. Someone had left some mayonnaise out in the sun, which resulted in someone else getting food poisoning.

2. A girl I went to high school with was on the cover of a magazine.

3. Someone is following me. I hide in a bathroom but they know where I am. I try to lock the door but it doesn't work. I have to hold the door shut while they try to open it. I start to panic.

I was a priest in a medieval town. I explained a game the townspeople liked to play to Nicole. One person would hide behind a wall and chuck explosives into the crowd. Meanwhile, a turtle shell was thrown back and forth between the bomber and representatives of the populace. I went over to an area divided into cubes of space with open ceilings. There were supposed to be portals to other worlds here, but I disabled them. Once I was behind the wall, I made a screeching sound recognized as the start of the bomber game. I lobbed a bomb into an unsuspecting group of people on the other side. The turtle shell came flying over the wall, and I sent it back with a mighty punch. I’m glad my knuckles didn’t break. Every now and then as the shell bounced between both sides, one of us slipped – usually me. The score was 5-2 before long. I knew I had to catch up. I used bombs to propel the turtle shell further and further away from the wall, theoretically decreasing the likelihood that it would land near someone who was paying attention. It always managed to come back. Once, the explosion itself seemed to fling the shell at my face… I wasn’t sure how that made any physical sense. The score was 6-2… One more point to the enemy would mean their victory.

I hovered in the air, flinging the shell with ease back at the public representatives. I started floating higher and couldn’t get myself to go back down. Eventually, I couldn’t reach the shell to prevent it from dropping into my small room. As it fell behind the wall, an announcer said that the gateways to the other worlds had been reopened. Her voice was somewhat robotic, but very different from Symphony’s. Glowing, purple pits appeared on the floor of the cube rooms below me. I descended to the ground near an apple tree and started walking around. Someone thought I was really a priest and tried to give me their confession.

“I’m just roleplaying,” I explained. He left me alone. Steve (from my second semester of physics) showed me this disgusting candy that was apparently too dangerous to keep in your mouth for more than ten minutes. It came as half of a sucker with the inside hollowed out. A toxic, pink dye coated the inside. Within seconds, it turned your entire mouth pink with the toxin. I refused to try it.

It was early summer, and a bunch of obnoxious, red bugs had flown north from Mexico to reproduce in our humid climate. Everywhere I looked, I saw them… They crawled on my skin – especially the arms – and my laptop screen. I killed them, of course, but there were always more waiting to occupy the surface of my body. Sometimes they bit me, too. I was really starting to lose my peace of mind with all these buzzing bugs around me. I read through comments on my dream journal. I noticed that most of new ones were from the same person… His avatar was one of those red bugs! I sighed when I realized all but one of his comments were obviously spam. I erased those. His semi-legitimate comment consisted of a series of images and an accompanying narration. He posted this on my “Your Dreams” page. The comment described dreams of American ships churning out swastika-branded cheese wheels. They created these on top of some kind of tower in the middle of the ship. A rotating blade cut the swastika shape out of the bottom of the cheese as it rested atop the tower. I watched this happen as though I was flying over one of the ships. I was confused when I noticed the blade was tearing up the enormous cheese wheel… The cheese became stuck to the blade and eventually clogged up the whole system.

The comment continued with a description of WakingNomad sleeping on the floor of a wooden shack. I saw myself on the floor, too, but I wasn’t covered by a blanket. Nomad burst aside, jumped to his feet (at this point, I realized he was naked, but he didn’t seem to care), and started shouting about the wonders of life. I slowly sat up. As my vision left the image, I saw this was the end of the comment. I decided I wouldn’t trash it. Unfortunately, as I scrolled down, I saw an advertisement for microwaves that I hadn’t put on the page… I realized he must have put something in the comment to cause this to appear. I temporarily marked it as spam while I scanned the comment text and removed the advertisement. Once this was taken care of, I restored the comment and replied, briefly explaining what I had taken out.

The dream jumped. My parents and I drove around a shopping center. It looked like the one on the way to Nicole’s school. Whenever we came to a store we considered stupid or poorly managed, we pushed a button on a remote control to change it to another store. We only left two stores in the whole shopping center unchanged. The first was a huge laundromat run by Janet Jackson. Even though my mom does all of her laundry at home, she seemed to like this place… We changed it a few times to see what would happen, but she eventually asked me to change it back, so I did. The second was a clothing store run by someone named Hyu Chan. I got the impression that he was meant to be the Hyu from Dreamviews. A sign posted on the door warned us that only Hyu Chan was permitted to drop the “Chan” from his name – so if I called him Hyu, he would be furious. The man had buck teeth and bug-eyed nerd glasses. My dad walked over to the suits and criticized them, instigating Hyu Chan’s rage. He asked my dad to leave. I picked up a brochure on Hyu and found his website (www.hyu.co.eu or something like that). It was essentially a fan site for the company he worked for. As Hyu Chan admitted in his self-published brochure, it was a bit strange for him to create his own version of the company website, but that was how he chose to express his pride in his work.

This dream I had some time ago But, It was so impacting that I remember the whole dream completely.


I was in my bedroom standing in the door way looking straight ahead to where the bathroom is. It was dim in the room and the light from the TV gave the room a surreal almost eerie look. I looked to my right to see My laptop closed next to the TV. The TV was on blue screen and I saw a weak light reflection in the center of the glass. It was weird because my 90's TV doesn't even have blue screen. I looked into the corner nearest to the bathroom and I am startled at what I see. My friend D had a folded white bandanna on, mime make up, and a weird stare on his face. My heart started beating as the room started to grow longer. He just stared there with his creepy look. All of a sudden, I turned to look at the blue screen TV set and it starts the rotate in my view. At the same time I started to hear a Scream and It kept saying " THESE ARE THE SECRETS THEY KILL THEY KILL!" and sooner or later I realized it was one of my screamo songs and I looked at the left wall closest to the doorway and started trying to scream the song myself but I couldn't scream. I heard a glass shatter as I tried to run and jump off of the wall and I woke up. (The only way I can explain it) It was like BOOM. My heart was beating like crazy and I could hear the screaming still echoing. It was one of those dreams that leave you with a pain in your chest.

I was walking in the P-field with D and P, and we saw some guy drinking beer and we recognised him as one of N's friends, but I still hadnt met that guy ever.

I took 800 mg of valerian before bed last night. As often happens after taking valerian, I had some very unsettling dreams. Perhaps not so much what others would call nightmares, but so vivid as to be hard to go through.

Nursing Home

I go to a nursing home to visit my great aunt. She is supposedly suffering from Alzheimer's, but seems to be bright and talkative. In fact, she is almost a little overbearing. She keeps talking real loud, laughing, and telling stories. I wonder if she really has Alzheimer's, or is somehow cured.

Death of my Father

My father goes to a doctor's appointment. On the way, he calls me, and tells me that he is dying. There is nothing I can do to save him, as he is having a heart attack right on the spot.

For a while after this, the dream is spent in tears. This dream really felt like RL, due in part to the valerian supplement. I go home, and my mother informs me that they found my father's body. I say that I know. We cry together. After a time, I think that perhaps I should try to go on with life as usual.

I look up. My father is sitting on the couch. "Enough of this crying," he says. "What are we going to do tonight?" We look at him, and my mother says something about how loved ones will appear after their death when you are in mourning. He disappears, and I go back to crying. He shows up again once or twice, and appears to act like nothing is unusual. I know it is not real, though.

A little later in the dream I am talking with someone. We are discussing grief, and how I shouldn't cry too much. I bring up a part I read in CS Lewis' "A Grief Observed" where he talks about giving in to tears as almost a self-indulgant pleasure. I say that an honorable person should not do that.

Baseball

I am at a basebell game, watching the Cleveland Indians win some kind of championship game. They hit the winning home run, and it comes my direction. I am unable to catch it, and it goes out of the stadium. I get really excited about the Indians winning.

Still happy and excited, I walk down the street, leaving the stadium. I look at the yard of a house on my right, which is just behind the stadium. I see a baseball sitting in the yard, and can see a path in the snow running from the direction of the ballpark, as though it had landed and then slid across the ground before coming to a stop. I know that this is the home run winning baseball. I pull it over to me with my foot since there is a wooden fence around the yard and I don't want to trespass. I am about to pick up the ball when I realize that perhaps if it is in their yard it rightfully belongs to them. I debate about this, knowing that the winning ball will be worth something. I think that the honest thing to do is to bury the ball under snow, and send a letter to the owner of the house telling them that the ball is in their yard.

I am sitting in my college's band/choir/orchestra room and I am with a bunch of people
from my high school. We are singing some song and we are not singing badly but we are
not singing well either. I remember everything my choir director has taught us and instantly
fix my singing. I feel good about it and the dream ends.

I am at some sort of public pool. The ground around is is golden brick and there are places where
it goes back into an alley and the ground is grass instead of brick. My brother is there as well as a
few people I don't know but are my "friends". I walk around for a while and do a few things I don't
remember but then I go to the far alley where the ground is full of lush green grass. At the end of
this alley, there is a pine tree. I look at the tree and try to figure out what I'm supposed to do with
it. I try a few things but then go back to the pool. I go to the edge of the pool closest to the entrance
and look through a pile of clothes for a swim-suit. I find a grey one but then walk back over to the
alleyway. My brother goes over with me this time and we're both trying to figure it out. Suddenly, he
pulls out a chainsaw and starts attacking me with it like Doom. It is almost like in a game. My vision
flashes red and a jump up to a high alcove on the wall. He then forgets about it and so do I. I jump
back down, go over to the tree and take out a flamethrower. My brother says burning it won't work but
I use the flamethrower on the tree anyway. I literally get this menu that says "Use flamethrower on tree".
I selected that option and burn the tree. Suddenly, I see an overview game. The floor texture is a
salmon brick pattern and the walls are black. The character likes something like the avatar of the
pokemon games. I guide the character down and find the game in a darker room. The brick pattern
has changed to dark blue/purple. The walls are still black. There are enemies now and I go to fight them.
I kill one with some sort of red shot. Then one of the enemies hits me and I find I can't shoot anymore.
I then notice that the character has turned into some sort of animal. Every time I get hit, the character
turns into a more primitive animal and after a period of time the character progressively returns to
normal. I manage to avoid the enemies enough to return to normal. I kill one and get hit by another. I
run away going down into the next room and I start fighting the next enemies. I am doing better. I kill
many enemies and they progressively get bigger and bigger. The game gradually transitions to a
side-scrolling platformer similar to castlevania. I run along the floor. I see a massive white and blue
dragon-like monster and hit it with a sword. It dies. I go further and jump up on a few platforms killing
similar beasts as I go. Not much later, the dream ends.