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nothing for two nights but this:

In which A makes a Facebook post that I find hilarious...

I check Facebook and see that A has posted a picture of the Silly Wabbit from Trix cereal. She has typed, "Trix your child into replacing his brain with sugar!" In the dream, I think this is the funniest thing I've ever read.

Last night I had a dream I was in Prison, Shawshank Redemption style. Like in the movie I remember I had a tight group of friends that were very similar to those in the movie, except that they were dumb as hell.

I was working in some sort of uranium treatment facility when I executed my escape plan. I can't recall the details of the plan. The only thing I remember was that my friends were working in different facilities and they were warning by some sort of signal.

Everything was running according to plan, and we only needed to collect one more guy, when suddenly there was an explosion and the guards sounded the alarm.

We ran as hell into the country side surrounding the facility, for maybe 1 kilometer. We were tired and the guards were catching us, so we thought of hiding somewhere. We spotted an old huge tree much like this one, and we climbed it remaining in silence. The guards approached the tree without noting our presence, but it was very windy and tree started to shake up and down because of our weight (With that kind of tree it's impossible that could happen. They're very solid), and then they finally saw us.

When they were cuffing the other prisoners there was another big explosion, and I used it to start running again. I managed to escape because I entered a nearby village full of complex buildings everywhere. A residential place.

I checked a BMW with the keys on, entered it, and when I was starting the car, the owner entered the car as well. I recall it was a beautiful young lady that became very scared. I told her to calm down and said I was taking the car.

I started to drive for a while and noticed I had never driven such a powerful car. It was very difficult to control it at the beginning.

After a while I was in a place near my home called Estoril. At that time the car stopped, because apparently it need a coin to continue, like those moving toys for the kids in carnivals. That was a weird fact and I believe that if I had some discipline I would notice that I was in a dream.

Nevertheless I told her I needed to go to the bathroom when all of a sudden a friend of mine from college appeared (Jorge) and asked me why I was dressing like a convict. I told him I had too parallel different lifes and he became instantly shocked.

And then... I woke up

This is what I remember from last nights sleep:

It was a hotel probably the hotel I where in a few weeks ago when I where on vacation. The hotel itself where white and had alot of buildings. I where in the hotel room or something like that. Then I can't remember anything more. Next night WILL be more.

07.01.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a hypermarket like the previous dream, but this time inside.

The dream varied, sometimes I was with spongebob characters and tried to enter a huge painting of spongebob and a moon with varying degrees of success. I managed to enter several times but I always ended up out again. Sometimes I just crashed against the painting because I wasn't a sponge. I tried becoming different things like the moon or characters from the show so that the painting would accept me but they always ended up discovering my disguise.

Other times I was waiting for my class in a classy restaurant in the hypermarket that you could access by going up some huge mechanical stairs. It was sort of high up and had glass railing. It had several floors of a semicircular shape which were very narrow. Sometimes I left the restaurant to order food at a fast food stand since they didn't bring us anything to eat. I always ended up getting lost and going back again. I also met a girl with an abusive ex-boyfriend who was always being mean to her. Once he was harassing her in the fast food stand so I went to defend her, but I ended up getting lost.

In a place I don't recognize, I'm laying down on a couch and I decide to take a nap, but I can't stop looking at the ceiling.. its silver with shimmery waves going through it. There's a guy from work there, and he's reading a newspaper on the other end of the room. GB comes in, and I sit up really quickly. The other guy keeps moving his chair closer and I say "You can leave now" but he just laughs. GB sits next to me and I ask him how long he has, but it doesn't seem to matter. I tell him he needs to see something, and I point to the ceiling and it looks like an ocean of mercury. I look down and realize I'm holding his hand and I feel both of my hands start tingling. The other guy drops something.

...

I'm in the dining room in my house and I have a bag of sarongs from some other country that my mom brought me. I'm taking them out acting like I have a use for them but I really don't.

I don't remember that much of this one. It took place in some large building with a lot of corridors and rooms. Apparently, people started dying, falling asleep or disappearing, one by one. I immediately knew that some sort of otherworldly monster was present in the building corrupting people. Because the leader of the building kept telling everyone that everything was fine. But I had a vision of what happened to a victim. An ugly alien-like thing chose him. I can't remember clearly, but I think the monster possessed him and walked him to his house where he was put in his bed, dead and deformed or something. His mother entered the room. She wouldn't notice, but as she bent over the bed to look at her son, her body would morph and twist in weird ways. Her stomach became as thin as an arm and so on. She started screaming. I saw another boy walking around alone in the building, stopping in front of the monster that was completely still. The monster opened its mouth and quickly, the boy disappeared into it. I and everyone in my class came up with a plan. We would all sleep in one room in the basement, because it made us feel more safe being many there. After a while, I told everyone that we had to kill the leader, because we knew everything was happening because of him. I and my friend, Christian, took some knives and sneaked into the room where all the teachers/leaders/whatever-they-were usually were. Christian was ahead of me, eager to kill him. But as he entered, I heard an "oh no". I entered and saw everyone in the personnel sleeping a deep sleep that can't be interrupted. I knew that being in their presence would "infect" me, because I didn't lay low. I remember the monster coming after me later, and that I accepted death, hoping there would be something after it that would be better than fearing the monster all the time. I woke myself up and was happy it was only a bad dream.

my first lucid dream happened a few years ago.

i was outside an old gym and for some reason i just said "i am dreaming" when i finished talking i felt like i was being pulled out of the dream, i hold myself onto the ground.

when the feeling stopped i began to fly, i felt something in my eye so i decided to teleport in the bathroom of my house, right in front of the mirror.

when i was there i checked my eye and find out that there was a worm inside of it!
i pulled out and i remember the feeling of that. then i woke up


that was my first lucid dream and then i stopped trying to become lucid (because of the worm)

but a few months ago i was talking to a friend of mine and we started talking about lucid dreaming, so i read a little bit more and i had 3 LD in about 5 months.

Now i'm here and i hope to increase the amount of lucid dreams.



(sorry for my bad english)

It seems I have created my own zombie course similar to the kinds of zombie courses from Call of Duty's Nazi zombies layouts

I have created my own course randomly generated by my brain one day in a zombie dream i had and ever since I have had many zombie dreams on that same course. It seems I have created a dream I can't stop reliving. This is the first time I have had this happen more than twice.

The zombie Course has a bunch of metal shop buildings on hills with farm machinery spread around (like back-hoes and dump trucks). There are perk machines and gun outlines on walls too (just like nazi zombies from Call of Duty). In the back of the course on top of a hill there is a single roomed house with a staircase to a second floor but no roof and the windows are all just open squares in the walls. The second floor is good because in case of emergency, the zombies come up the stairs and we jump out the window of the second floor and can make a quick get away.

I enjoyed this level because of the huge wide open area to run around and the trucks and tractors I could drive to run over zombies.

Anyways... On to the dream.

Mostly just killing zombies with my dad next to me and we started running out of ammo and had to jump out the window.

I remember me and my dad each using a different tractor to run over a bunch of zombies until they ran outta fuel so we ditched the machinery and ran to a metal shop building.

In that building I remember running into a small room about the size of a 3 car garage. A zombie dog which looked a lot like my old dog that died 2 years ago (which is funny cause the dog died and now in my dream its a zombie) along with a huge group of zombies came into the room and we had no ammo.

I suddenly felt this odd feeling and I don't know how, but I realized I was dreaming because of that feeling. The dog jumped with its mouth wide open and fangs facing me and I raised my hands and pushed them forward (like using the force) and the zombies all stopped like time stood still and the dog slowed to a stop in mid-air with its evil eyes and fangs still facing me.
BTW: My dog was huge. Chesapeek retriever and she was all muscle.



Picture is close to it but not as evil as the one in my dream.

After that, I felt some pride and strength inside of me and then everything suddenly started to become blurry and then disappeared.

I did not wake up but do not remember anything dream wise after that.

Facebook wtf.

I was on facebook... and some Asian Tranny started posting scantily clad stuff on my facebook. Her/him in a bikini, and the caption said "I love you, be with me,". I was like : WTF uumm delete... who is that?

Hermoine

I was on a porch? watching some mini harry potter movies. Emma watson was beside me and I put my arm around her. She threw my arm off and was acting all stuck up...

Saim

I dreamed Saim was smiling at me... she looked just like Asuka.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

Continued from: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...ghtmare-11157/

Well, that last dream was quite something.
I can't sleep. I take my book again and read a few more pages.
For some reason I feel like trying another WILD, even though the last one went... quite wrong?
Meh, whatever, if I have another nightmare I'll just end it again.

I slowly go into SP.
I see little light flashes. I imagine the lights being stars of the sky.

I'm standing on the beach at dusk or dawn, looking at the stars in the sky.
Damnit, how did I transition? I can never remember.
Why is it so easy sometimes, and sometimes I can't manage at all?
Is this another nightmare?
No. It feels very pleasant.

I stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and grabbing a handful of sand from the beach.
I slowly let the sand drop through my fingers. Feels nice!
I suddenly remember that I had music in my last dream, and that it was so very vivid.
I wonder if I can create background music in any dream?

I imagine hearing music, but it doesn't start playing in the dream.
Suddenly, I get an idea I know has to work.
I reach into my left pocket, trying to summon my mobile phone with a pair of headphones.
Success!
I put on the headphones. (they're the earplug kind)
I turn the display of my mobile on, it already has a music player loaded.
I'm presented with the typical buttons "Artists, Albums" etc.
However, there's a button which isn't there in waking life: "Auto".

"Auto"? That sounds cool. I press it and put the mobile back into my pocket.
I start walking on the beach. Music starts playing. It's some kind of ambient trance, very soft. It fits the current scene immensely well.
I'm very pleased and note that the clarity of the dream greatly increases.
Holy shit! this is awesome! I gotta remember this!

I wonder if the music will always fit the setting of the dream. (The "Auto" setting makes me think it will)
I quickly summon a portal, again as if I had done it a hundred times.
This time I don't even do the whole procedure, I use a shortcut.
I basically open the portal by drawing the bubble with my energy instead of my fingers and just give it a flick to open it up.
The whole thing just takes a split second.
I'm surprised that I just did this without even thinking about it, but I'm happy that I managed to do so.
I want the portal to lead to a scene where dramatic music would fit. (I'm a big fan of cinematic trailer music)

The portal opens and I step through.
I'm on a ship. An airship. Well, just a flying ship really.
I'm on the deck feeling the air pushing against my skin as the ship navigates between very high buildings.
It's not a modern or sci-fi scene though, it's very fantasy like.
I hear dramatic music this time. Very fitting yet again. I try to identify the piece of music but I can't.
I'm not sure if I've even heard it before.

The dream suddenly ends.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

This one was very vivid... and very "wtf?"

It's 5:30am, I really need to go to bed (I usually go to bed between 4 and 5am).
I'm not really tired though, so I decide to listen to some binaural beats while reading a few more pages of the book I'm currently reading. ("The Day Watch")
I listen to Infinite Bliss.
After about 10 pages I can barely concentrate on the book anymore, so I put it aside and randomly decide to WILD.
I know going to bed is a really bad time for it, but I just feel like it.

It doesn't take long for some signs of SP to set in. I focus on the tinnitus sound and try to use it as an anchor.
The sound quickly changes and I start hearing voices which turn into a female voice singing.
I don't usually experience this so I'm quite pleased.
The voice becomes deeper, and the overall ambiance becomes much darker. Hmm...?
Something doesn't feel quite right. I try not to think.

Music starts. An electric guitar, drums, metal. It's the intro for a song.
I know the song, but I'm still trying not to think.

"Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused"

The song becomes more powerful at this point, and very loud.
I can clearly feel the bass kicking into my stomach.
This startles me, and I open my eyes.

I'm on a big stage, with a big audience. I'm holding a guitar, my ibanez rg. I'm playing the lead guitar part.
I can't see the audience very well. I'm blinded by the stage lights.
I turn around to see the rest of "my band".
I'm quite surprised to find Chewbacca (Star Wars) on bass.
A very young girl (probably ~8) is playing the drums, and she plays am well and strong.
She looks like a super serious catholic school girl, it doesn't fit the song whatsoever.
I feel very weird.

"Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something"

Nevertheless I enjoy the dream. It's a nice feeling to feel every note I play on the guitar kick me in the stomach due to the strong speakers.
I close my eyes whilst playing this part, enjoying the overall sensation.
As I open my eyes again, I find myself in a mall.
How did I get here?
The music is still playing, I'm upside down on the ceiling of the mall still playing guitar.
I suddenly fall to the ground.

I close my eyes again, and I'm in the middle of the city.
It's full of people, I'm still playing guitar.
The people all look like zombies, their flesh is wounded and they try to eat me.
I can't stop playing. I blink my eyes again.

I'm in a broken down house. It smells really bad, it's all brown and grey.
There are little zombie children wearing wedding dresses. Their heads start turning around to the beat of the music.
I'm seriously confused now, and feel very weird.
I'm not scared, it's a dream, but I still feel somewhat uncomfortable.
I look at my hands to see how I'm playing the song.
I have eyes all over my arms...

"Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused"

The eyes explode and there are small insects flying out of them. WTF???
I close my eyes again, try to think of a more enjoyable scene, but I can't turn the music off.
I open them again and I'm back on stage. The stage lights flash into my eyes.
Every time they flash I'm teleported into a different scene.
My head starts to hurt, this is too much.
I want to end the dream, but I don't know how, the music just makes it so very vivid.

Knowing that this is all in my mind pisses me off, it basically feels like I'm annoying myself.
In my anger I grab onto the very fabric of the dream, and try to rip it apart.
Whilst I do this, I'm in the city scene again. Once I manage to rip it apart, the buildings around me collapse and
all the DC's fall to the ground dead.

Eat this!

The dream fades to black, I wake up.

The song was: Marilyn Manson - Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)
I don't really listen to Marilyn Manson... weird, however that music video feels as messed up as the dream.
I've seen it before, I must have remembered it in my dream.

Continued: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...c-dream-11158/

Last night I had a dream I was on a TV show sitcom, Little Mosque on the Prairie, that's popular over here in Canada, but on the show I portrayed a non-Muslim but Pro-Muslim character . In the dream on the TV show, the first thing that happened is I went by their mosque, and introduce myself to their Imam (Amaar) and their local contractor (Yasir).

I than went to the local hangout Fatima's Café which is where I got into an debate with Fred (a redneck, non-Muslim character) about "What Good are Muslims?" with me on the Muslim side which made me ended up on Fred's radio.

I said a lot of positive things about Muslims. I remember saying that the burqa was once used for both genders to protect them from sandstorms. I also said that technically the Hjiab is optional. But I also did say that what people look like, or what they wear doesn't really matter on the inside we are all people.

I said that Muslim people actually brought us like science and math we use today. I kind of left Fred hanging with his mouth open when I left his show. The others were pretty happy that I was on their side-they had a celebratory supper with me as their non-Muslim guest of honour.

january 6: in a motel setting but it appears very wealthy-like (almost feels like a hotel, but I know it's motel) the rooms all combined so there was a bathroom sink on a wall in the center of the room. Pat Frankenthal wanted to have some cake and mentioned it. sure enough I turned around and saw some cake in a pan on the sink of course. the cake was extremely soft, yet chewy but very delicious.

phase 2: In a car by alex vincents house with a kid and some goofy ass dude. He smokes a giant blunt filled with heroin or something he mentioned. the blunt is about normal sized by his mouth but the width of the end part is slightly smaller than a paint bucket (it was nuts). I got parnoid that cops were going to arrest me for hanging with the junkie, so I ran out of shotgun and ran to where it seemed like a ditch would be; the chrome bars that prevent people from falling were there. So I swung around the edge of the smooth chrome bar (which seemed new) and found myself a crumbly rock formation. I jumped backwards into what appeared to be a lake or ocean. the water was colored faded light blue. I then went for the beach and there were some people there.

The dream begins with my dad, brother, and me going to a restaurant in the town over. The restaurant was located where a Pizza Hut is in real life, yet this isn't what it was. We go in and sit down in a booth. I have to sit by a guy who's already sitting there. I was really drowsy (even though I was already in a dream) and kept falling on the guy. I eventually apoligized and we left. On the way back, it's just my brother and me, he's driving. We're driving head-on into traffic dodging cars left and right. I remember seeing a rabbit and a porcupine. We drive a while until we get to Sturgis high school. In the distance, I can see their girl's softball team playing Lakeland's. We descend into an outdoor basketball court. It''s snowing. There's this hot blond cheerleader dancing to music. We were going to play basketball but we all pickup sticks and start to fight with them. My cousin Ged is there.

Didn't write anything today but still have a bit of recall.

Power Outage
With coworkers in an unfamiliar house. Power outage. It's dark. The microwave has a backup battery, but only enough to power the clock for a few minutes.

Chinese Market
At a small Chinese market with coworkers. One section is traditional Chinese medicine ingredients. I see a tiny octopus, alive, in a small vial of water.

Weird Protective Father Thing
I'm Amish and have a family. We are exiting church with many other DCs. I have two daughters. Outside the church is an area to tie up horses. But instead of horses, everyone has slaves who look like Calvin Klein models. My daughters run off and have an orgy with some guys.