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Awake Lucid

I slowly get out of my bed, and look around my room. Definetly dreaming. I feel a snug sense of contentment in my chest. I love the clarity of the dream! I slowly RC, making sure that I am in fact dreaming. I breathe through my plugged nose and laugh at the sensation. I'm about to jump through a wall when I remember I need to stabilize. I run my fingers down the wall, breathing in the scent. I turn around to my desk, and notice some objects that aren't usually there. I take in the details. I turn to the wall again.

Then my next-door neighbors kids got up for school and being the loud primary school children that they are, woke me up with their annoying, high pitched screaming and shouting. So annoyed. Clearest lucid I get and they bloody wake me up. Tried to DEILD but no sir, didn't happen. GAH!

Non-Lucid - Large trucks coming along our windy mountain road laden with huge boulders. Each rock bigger than a car and stacked 4-5 high on back of truck. I comment to my son "Amazing how those trucks can get past the tree tops carrying those rocks"
Then in house as trucks deliver boulders outside. There is a specialist floor layer called "The Bone Crusher" who is giving us advice on a laquered floor consisting of thousands of small bones. My son and I think it looks cool - my wife thinks otherwise ...

I dreamt that I had sex with a girl of my school. I'm not going to talk about the details

I don't really understand this dream I've been having, and not sure whether it's a nightmare or not. But, I know I'm sleeping. In my dream, I wake from another dream I've had and I'm laying in bed, in my room. Everything is in exact detail. Except when I try to move and readjust I can't, I feel the feeling you get when you've laid on your foot for too long, the prickly numb feeling, I also get the feeling inside to run, scream. I'm terrified, but I can't move, nor can't I talk. When I open my mouth to scream, I feel my neck and throat tightening but no sound comes out and when I look to the corner of my room theres a shadowy figure. I have no idea what it is. This dream is reocurring, I've had it about 4 or 5 times, and it's mostly the same. Except for the second or third time my blankets were ripped off towards the corner. It last for a few seconds to a few minutes. And then I wake up, with a horrible feeling.

DELETED

I am in a large room, it looks like a hospital. There are curtains and a bed. They want something from me, but I don't know what. I am being tested with various tests. They find out that I have some serious heart decease, something similar to cancer. There is no cure for it as I have it for too long. Then Pavel Opatrny and Marek Hlavacek walk in. They ask me some questions, but I don't understand what are they saying. I go to Pavel's grandma then. There was Milka Havlova, the lady with one arm.

I go with Hlavacek and Danny to a shop with watches. I wanted nice and simple Seiko watches. They show me loads of shitty ones, plastic and funny colors. I refuse all of them as I know that I want nice watches. Then I see one, that looks really nice, but I tell them that I need some time to make my mind.

I am walking around UBS buildings. But it looks different. There are massive rooms with many desks and escalators. It must be at night as it is dark or dim everywhere. I am looking for something. I am looking in draws. Then I get to an area that looks like a play corner for kids.
I find a book there.

I am at work and there is Helen working with me today. I walk in to the deli from the kitchen and notice many people in the deli. They wear long coats and I feel that they are somewhat important. When suddenly, they walk behind the counter and start checking everything. They open the microwave and see scotch broth soup being defrosted with the plastic bags. the microwave is somewhere else than usual, next to the Jacket potato oven. There is a whole cooked chicken on the counter. Its all greasy and it doesn't look good at all. I am starting to feel anxious as I know that it is going to be a problem. I don't understand where is all that mess coming from, but it is not important. I think Hellen must have been doing nothing. I realize it is health and safety inspection. Then they go to the kitchen. I am not following them so I don't know what is happening there. Then suddenly Sharon runs to me from the kitchen. I see the stress and tension and anger in her eyes. She asks me where are plasters from the first aid kit? I am getting a little bit angry and explain her that Alfonso, the kitchen porter keeps taking the plasters all the time.

**** At this point I am starting to realize that something is not right here. We don't cook chicken in the deli bar. Also I see Emanuel in leather jacket and a hat. He doesn't work with us for long time, and he has no longer access to the building. With those things together I now know that it is a dream. I feel that I want to change what is going on. I don't have any specific intention, but I just want to change it.*****

Then suddenly all those people yell "We gotcha!!!" (apriiil). And they all start to wish me happy birthday. I see all those birthday crackers firing. They explain to me, that it was just a birthday prank. I look at my manager telling her with my eyes that it is not my birthday, she understands and tells me with her eyes to be quiet.

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I'm at an amateur skateboarding competition with a friend of mine. We, along with what seems like a hundred other skaters, enter a large flat area lined with quarter pipes. All the participants stand on top of the ramps facing the center, where several people in charge are introducing the event. They begin to pass the microphone around and each person is urged to say something.

Several people babble about nothing, but I remember thinking they sounded cool. I worried about how I would come off. My companion was passed the microphone and, in my opinion, made a solid impression on the crowd. The microphone was then handed to someone else. Then to me. I said in a sarcastically monotonous voice, "Fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. Young negro got it bad cause I'm brown." Most of the crowd thought it was pretty funny. I looked around to make sure I didn't upset anyone and passed the microphone on.

This is the last I remember of this portion of the dream. To the best of my knowledge, it preceded the following dream.

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I am taking a trip to some tropical place, I think I'm by myself. I am on the way to the airport and I see a sign for the town I live in.. I was able to read it. For some reason I know that it is a movie I am going to be living out, and that is kind of in my mind the whole time. When I realize I never made it on the plane, I think, oh I guess the movie just jumps to this part here. I'm walking in a rain forest where lots of dinosaurs live. There's one of those hanging bridges I'm going over, and everyone is carrying a baby dinosaur. The baby dinosaurs are supposed to be our guides. Then mine, who is a girl (she had a flower on her head), stops to eat some berries on a tree, and the other baby dinosaurs do the same. Then I am in a hallway and I think that something really terrible is going to happen with a T-Rex because I remember from the movie preview. I start feeling really nervous and l think, wow this is going to be an interesting way to die!

side note: my 3 year old niece C had a dream there was a snowman vacuuming in her bedroom.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I’m playing golf with a famous person for some reason.
It’s the first time I play golf, but I’m ridiculously skilled at it and win easily…

(false memories, never seen the place nor the women)
… I’m back “home”.
I live with my girlfriend in a rather weird house. We cuddle on our bed a bit but suddenly remember that we forgot to get something important from the city…

… We’re in the city now, riding on a train. The train starts braking for no reason. We look outside and see missiles falling from the sky.
We’re scared; it appears a war has just started. Explosions start going off everywhere, one missile hits our track right in front of the train and it starts derailing.
We quickly open our window and jump out before the train falls into the hole left by the missile.
I look up. So this is what the end of the world looks like. The sky is red from all the explosions and fire. Missiles everywhere and fighter jets shooting each other and falling off the sky burning.
We run into the city, trying to make it into the subway system, hoping that we may be safe there. (I've never lived close to a big city or a place with a subway)
As we run through the city, some skyscrapers start falling over and a fighter jet crashes right in front of us. The heat of the explosion hurts and forces us to run into a building.
We leave it on the other side, but another jet crashes straight through the street right in front of us.
We’re both on the very edge of the hole left by the plane,starting to fall in.
I turn myself around and push my girlfriend back up and she barely manages not to fall into the hole… but I do…

… I wake up in some sort of futuristic hospital. There are two nurses attending to me, both wearing something that resembles a hooters outfit more than that of a nurse…

… I’m being told it’s the year 2046. After my fall I was in stasis because they couldn’t fix me up with the current technology.
What I witnessed was the beginning of world war 3. The newly elected president of America was a fanatic Christian and ordered all non-Christians including all Atheists to be killed all over the world.
Now, over 30 years later, everyone is at peace and religious disputes no longer exist, the governments are transparent and censorship no longer exists.
But we’ve paid the price, the current world population is only approaching 1 billion at the moment…

…I’m being interviewed... they ask me about the golf game which confuses me because I don't think it's important.
Next I am asked what my plans are now, considering that all of my knowledge is outdated, yet I haven't aged a bit. I’ll probably have to learn a new job.
I ask the interviewer what the current situation with space exploration is, because I've seen a recruitment poster somewhere.
He says they recently discovered ways to create FTL drives, and an exploration project will start any moment now, they’re actually searching for peoples willing to be trained for space travel.
I tell him that I’ll try to join the program then, in hopes of becoming a pilot…

DELETED

I woke up early last night and decided to sit in a chair. I just sat there, quite tired, but with my eyes closed. These little things started happening without my trying to dream them up. I would see various, I don't know what you call them, little sketches of people doing things. I suppose I was in between dream and wake or something. I wasn't sure if I was aware in these little plays but I could open my eyes and remember them. Then, I would close my eyes, wait a bit and it would happen again. I tried to visualize myself, just standing there. The next thing I know was that I started doing stuff without making myself. But it was so easy just to open my eyes. It wasn't like daydreaming or thinking. It ran on its own. It wasn't clear like a dream but more fuzzy. I wish I could explain it more. I tried to detect whether I was lucid in them. I must have been since I was trying to notice my awareness in them. But somehow, if I tried to hard, they would burst.

Well, it's been a while!!

Let's get started. I have been kidnapped by my best friend Brian. He takes me to his flat thing I guess. It is purple and large and there is a sofa or two and a kitchen and coffee table all in one room. I'm sitting cross-legged on the sofa and am not talking to him. We talk about the normal stuff a kidnapper and the kidnapped would talk about..... why did you do it and such. He takes me everywhere with him when he goes out so I don't run away. I remember being at a gym and seeing too guys from a show I do playing squash (which I remember being a really high powered version of tennis) and I'm looking at them from behind a wall I suppose.
I'm wearing a plain t shirt and jeans. We are then in the gym and he is using one of the weight machines. I considered using one of the bikes next to the machine, but I decide not too as I don't want to be near him, so I sit on the floor, not facing him. Even though Brian is my best friend. We leave and are in his flat again and Whenever I am in another room to do something and I open the door, he is always there in front and looking at me. To make sure I don't run away?

I am in a white room and I open the door and he is there leaning on the frame of the door opposite. He and his friend in that flat go back to Brian's flat I think and they are carrying shoes. They want me to wear them I think. I don't speak to Brian throughout the dream except of little jumps when I get scared because he's there when I open the door. His face is also always shadowed so I can't see his face properly.

Byee!

Non-Dream/Comments
Dream
Lucid Dream

Date: Night of January 26, 2011

It's around one in the morning, and I was just finishing up my first DJ entry before I decided I ought go to sleep. After logging out of all of my things, I went to my room and once again popped a CD with soft piano melodies. Getting in my bed, I feared that I might have a nightmare due to the fact that I was playing DOOM earlier. But I eventually put that aside and simply repeated the words, "I will wake from my dreams and completely remember them," until I finally fell asleep.

I'm running. From what? I'm not sure, but I keep up the pace. I look to my left, then to my right, before hopping over some stream. I'm in a forest, and I'm brushing aside foliage as I continue running. I don't feel exhausted at all, but I know I've been running for a long time. I come to a clearing, and I walk up some stone steps. Once at the top, I look around myself. Behind me is indeed a forest, or rather a jungle. The one I was just running through. Looking downwards, I see the stones that I walk upon. It's a yellowish gold color, and there's moss in the cracks. Looking ahead I see two staircases. Both of them extremely, unimaginably high. They stretch farther than the eye can see, all the way up through the clouds. I turn to my right and see my brother, Miguel, and a very close family friend, Nathan.

"Miguel, you're not going up there, are you?" I ask him.

"Yea, I am. It's the fastest way."

I then remember that this is a race. That's why I was running through the jungle. Both Miguel and Nathan appear to have been running through the jungle just as hard as I had.

"But don't you see how high it is? What if you fall?"

"We won't, trust me." he replied.

"Look! The higher you get, the smaller the steps are!"

"I said don't worry. We got this."

And with that, they ran up the steps, soon out of my sight. I sigh, and continue on my own path. I re-enter the jungle, and soon I come to some building. After running around it, I find out that the jungle ends here, and a city begins. Though it's not a city like New York. It's more like a town... or a village! It's a villageof some sort that I've come across. I then hear some man talking. He turns out to be a politician. Upon closer inspection, he turns out to be a Chinese man. Obviously from the reaction of the crowd around him, they do not accept his speech at face value. The appear to believe that he is a crooked man, and I also seem to get that feeling from him. I get tired of listening to him, and continue on my way. However I stop running, and simply walk.

I casually glance around, and it is in fact, a small Chinese village. People are grocery shopping, laughing, conversing. I cross a small bridge with water underneath and fish are in the water. Soon some yellow cloud comes out of nowhere and flies right be me. And there's a boy on it! I chase the cloud, running faster than even when I was running through the jungle. It soon comes to a stop in front of a home, a traditional Chinese home. He's talking to a girl and a boy as he sits on his cloud. After close inspection from a distance, I realize that the boy is the Avatar, and his name is Aang. And the girl and boy are Katara and Sokka, respectively. I walk up to them and realize that the cloud Aang is sitting on is Kinto'un. They greet me cheerily and invite me inside.

Soon it's evening time, and everyone is sitting around the fire. Apparently we are joined by some other female named Tsubasa, who is around the same age as the rest of the group, about 14-15. Everyone is laughing and enjoying themselves. Sokka and Aang, who is still seated on Kinto'un, are joking around. I'm laying down, facing them and the fireplace, with my head in Katara's lap, smiling, as she pets my head. Tsubasa is sitting next to us, smiling and sipping her tea, interjecting something in the conversation every now and again, accompanied with giggling.

"Why are you smiling?" Katara asks me.

"Look around, everyone's happy, laughing. Why not smile?"

She giggles and nods her head. "I suppose you are right," she replies with a smile.

She then leans down and kisses the top of my head, and soon after, I awaken.

No Recall This Morning

I am with a representative of Puma who seems to resemble a cross between
Bear Grylls and Mike Rowe. There is also an old lady there. They are doing an
experiment with Puma's newest shoe, the Cabana Racer, and the representative
gives the old lady a red and orange pair of Puma Cabana Racer shoes. I point
out that I am also wearing my white-black-grey pair and the representative gets
a smile on his face and says "aahh". The old lady puts on the red Pumas and
the test is going to be a race with a race car. The car is yellow and looks quite
fast. The old lady starts running and I run as well. The car is definitely not going
its full speed but it is not going slow either. Somehow we are keeping up with it
but we are not going faster than a normal running pace. We run through a city
for a while, the car had lost us a long time ago, and after a bit we stop, look at
each other, and the dream ends.