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Good morning! Had a few strange dreams last night. They weren't very long or vivid, but they were a bit more random than usual. It seems as if B6 has lost its effect. I won't take any for a month or so, and try to lower my tolerance level. No big deal, I got G+C and Calea!

20.45: Bedtime

05.15: Fragment
*I'm with Monica and we're fooling around with some kind of rubber dick. I squirt white liquid all over her... Twice...

05.15: Riding the train
I'm with my friend Felix and his brother Viktor. We're at the trainstation, standing on the platform in the middle of all the tracks. It's very narrow and looks kinda weird. Viktor jumps out on the track. "No! You can't do that, you will get hit by a train dude" I tell him. He jumps back up. "I haven't been on a train before" he tells me and can't seem to stand still. The train arrives and we get in. My brother Martin is there and we start talking about the party we're going to. It's going to be kickass!

Strange visit
I wake up. Someone's at the door. "Who would want anything at this early hour?" I ask myself and get up. I open the door and a machinist from work is smiling at me. He shows me a porno on his Ipad while talking about doors. "This door, do you know what it is made of?" he asks me. "Uhm... I think there's an iron plate in the middle" I say and he gets excited. "No! It's concrete you can see through!" he tells me. "I got a piece here you can check out". I close the door and checks the time. 04.30. "Aw damnit... it's still thirty minutes left until the alarm goes off..." I say and Monica asks me if I can go to work early instead. I tell her I won't do it and turn on the computer instead.

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements before bed: 150 mg B6

That's it. Kinda boring dreams, but three is a decent recall for being in the middle of the week. Well well.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was at some random place getting ready to go to something, and I was asking a guy if I could borrow his shirt. It was so weird because the guy had just taken it off. I went into the living room, and lil wayne was in there getting ready as well. I got like three texts in a row and I checked my phone, and it said something about a "Huck competition" on the 19th. I marked it down on my calendar saying that I would attend.

Had a dream where I was having SP and broke out of it. I went out the door, and saw my pops and asked him about it, and he sort of ignored me. I went outside, and there was theses people in a huge convertible monster truck. We road off straight into this field and ended up at some block party. There was some guy trying to tell us where we needed to park.

Had a church frag with my nephews.

I had another one where some people were raiding my grandmothers house. I remember running to the other end and trying to make sure the back door was secure, and there was this machete blade handle sticking out where the door knob should have been.

Had a frag about playing this basketball video game with D. They had all types of characters in it from real life, to made up stuff to cartoon guys.

First i was in some sort of bus with a friend that transported me to a large store that had a seven elleven. there was the ground with the carpet that was like the one in chukey cheese. I ran inside the building to seven elleven then wen to chukey cheese to chek shit out. First i shot some balls in the hoop missd a few times. A manager started giving me crap and i was basicaly like fuck you and started climbing into one of those tube thingys that the kids play in. That led me to a house upstairs where we were with our neighbors upstairs chilling on the couch infront the tv with those tv trays bein lazy. Then a white van pulled up looking for me to take me back to the mental hospital. They said i fuked up another patient cuz i fed him junk food. I ran in fear theyd take me toa bathroom that had urinalllls where i took a piss at school. back at home i was with an older dog miskey and itook him on a walk, they told me to let him free and i did and he took of and then was mauled in the neck by a dog that looked identical to him. the owner smashed his head in an i cried for a long time along with the owner. then i went around the block trick or treating making fun of the dumb attempts to scare me and then after i came back and realized that coltrain wasnt the killer it was the neighbors dog i tried to go over there but had no timme..

Another experiment with valerian, B-6, and melatonin. Did not seem to work overly well this time.

Hired Back

I am going to be hired back to my former job. This time, however, the job seems to involve working underwater. This does not seem unusual to me, but the office is now in a town that is about an hour away from the old office. This is actually not bad, because it may be a shorter commute for me...

...A lot of things having to do with water. Now my cousin's relatives are coming to our family reunion. That seems odd to me.

Band in the Desert

There is a big tent in the desert. There is a band playing in the tent. There are also camels, but most people are driving cars.

Marker Quest

I am at my grandparents' house. I am with my brother. We are walking in front of my grandparent's car. Their car doesn't have very good brakes, and I try to convince my brother to walk faster (we are going down hill). We reach the bottom of the hill and I am doing a marker quest (as in Uru). The markers lead out into the main road that this road intersects. I try to dash out quickly to pick up the markers, but as in dreams it is difficult to dash quickly. I eventually get to the other side.

I pick up one marker that says to examine the original scene more carefully. By this I know it means Eder Gira. I look around where I am a while longer, and find another marker under my kitchen table (it is by the road for some reason).

Yeah, my friends and I went a wee bit Harry Potter crazy the week before the movie came out.

Dreams for today! So I got up at 7:30 for school but there's still a shit-tonne of snow which means no school so I went straight back to bed (after jotting down some notes from previous dreams) and slept in until about 9 and dozed until 10 (lazy I know).

Smoke

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my maths class, possibly the class I hate the most. I don't like the subject, I don't like the teacher, or the old, cold classroom, or the bitchy people. Ms. Stone has given us a "task" to do that differs from out usual routine of textbook questions and past papers. We've to work in groups... Ugh. I get into a group of about 4 with the people who sit around me.

Then there's a power cut. I can't see anything! I feel around with my hands and come across Stuart. He thinks I'm feeling him up and grabs me, but I slap him away. I sit down, feeling very annoyed, and inhale a mouthful of smoke. I realise Kirsty is sitting smoking next to me. I choke a little bit, and turn my face away. You may want lung cancer, but I certainly don't.

The lights flicker back on. Whilest Ms. Stone goes over and shouts at Kirsty for smoking in the school, I move to the other side of the classroom. The head of department is sitting there, and she eagerly starts talking to me about her pregnancy. I nod and agree whilest thinking "I've never been pregnant, so no, I don't understand how you feel..."

She pulls a dog out from behind her back sim style, then gives it to me. I d barely have my arms out before she dumps what I think is a terrier on me. It's so heavy! I feel weighed down. And, oh wait, shit, it's paralysed me again. The dream fades as i realise.

Search for a Frappacino

I'm outside my local shopping centre ("mall") rollerskating towards the entrance. I'm going really fast and it's really fun! Soon I'm inside, and the smooth floor makes me go much faster. I blur by people busy shopping, and pass a sign that says "Coffee £10.10". Perfectly reasonable. I wonder why no one else is rollerskating and decide to make this a regular thing. The coffee sign has made me want a chocolate cream frappacino, so I head off to find Starbucks.

It takes all my concentration to NOT skate into people. But I accidently do. He's holding chocolate cakes that land straight on my chest. Oh great, I'm so embarrassed and as I pick myself up I give him the finger for laughing at me. Forgetting I have cake all over my t-shirt, I skate off. I seem to go in a loop, and find myself back with cake-boy. He sees me and eagerly starts telling his friend about the cake incident. He seems to turn black and white, and then I skate to the cafe beside him.

I shoot him evils as I order a frappacino, sipping on it angrily and plotting how to get back at him. He sees me looking and hold out two water-melons. Even though I'm angry, I can't help but laugh.

Piano School

I've gone to a college that specialises in piano playing. To celebrate, me and two other girls decide to go out to dinner. They take me to a fancy, dimly lit restraunt that is very expensive.

[Dream skip - after dinner] We're still in the restraunt, and it's time to pay the bill. £500? I don't have that kind of money. "Run for it?" I ask the girls. They laugh and say they'll take care of it. A man sitting on a booth behind us introduces himself as Henry. I realise one of the girls has taken his card and used it to pay the bill. Oh shit.

The school found out about "my" stealing Henry's credit card. What!? That wasn't me! They tell me I'm not allowed to play piano anymore. So I sit in the small practice room and watch the others play instead. They don't talk to me because apparently I'm not worthy of their attention. It feels like the caste system and I am "untouchable".

I'm on a plane now, but the teacher has told me to talk to no one because I'm not allowed. When she leaves I almost immedietly start to talk to the guy behind me. He asks why I've been treated this way and i promise to tell him later when we're off of the plane. He invites me to walk to the cinema with him and his little sister.

As we walk he tells me about his little sister and how it's his job to take care of her. When he's finished I make sure no ones around (I notice the girls lurking around in the shadows, but change direction) I tell him about the credit card incident and how I got the blame for it, even though it wasn't my fault. He listens and tells me it's ok, that people will realise i didn't do it soon enough. He invites me to dinner but when I notice it's the same one i was in before, I tell him I'll pass. He smiles and walks in, holding his sisters hand.

£10.10 for coffee and £500 for a meal? Apparently my mind thinks that food should cost a bomb

I vaguely remember something showing me A square with the top left corner cut off at a 45* angle, it's an important symbol, possibly my symbol, I don't know yet.

I remember lots of thought about nomad, and the last post of his I read in his "Secrets of the Dream Plane" post, It's like I'm watching him in the dentist, yet I remember blackness... I have no way to explain what I perceived accurately.

Basically, He is in a dentist's chair, with an alien next to him, explaining things I'm assuming, I don't know what was said, nor does it seem important to my dream. The alien looks like Rodger from American Dad the way he holds himself. Then blackness, deep contemplation about Nomad, the loss of memory of any conclusions reached, and I woke up.

Severe chest pains after waking up, still a little sore, otherwise I would have done a WILD attempt, I woke up at 4:30ish.

well i was just messing around outside in the garden and for want of a better expression me and my family were being dicks. this partly made me realise that all wasnt quite right here, and when i looked at my surroundings closer i became lucid. this was one of those completely lucid indistinguishable from real life ones, where all your senses are as they would be in reality. i looked around and said wow weve done something amazing here guys. of course no one knew what i was going on about.

as it was so vivid i thought well perhaps these people may be more than just dream characters, anyway it felt like it was worth checking. my immediate thought was to pick somebody who may be the likeliest one to remember such things. i chose an old family friend, probably because i have tried and failed with members of my family before. i staballised the dream by rubbing my hands on a small wall in front of me. the woman was over the other side of the wall and i very calmly looked into her eyes and said something listen what we are in is a 100% lucid dream. now even if nothing comes from this shared dreaming wise, it was stilll a very useful learning experience for me, as i got to see from the other side some of the things that may have scared me in dreams before and how silly it is to fear it.

she looked back at me in amazement at first as i held her hand. then she backed away slightly and said why me? i said something like its not just you its all of us, and tried to calm her fears. as iwas doing this everyone started crowding round and i could see this was worrying her. this has also been one thing that has really put me off having deep dreaming experiences because its scary to have everyone crowd round like that and be the centre of their attention. even though theyre motives seemed harmless i urged them not to crowd so much and this calmed her and she started to slip into the experience. she just had this big relaxed smile on her face and she slowly lay down on her back and seemed to be in a heightened state of physical pleasure. she just kind of dropped off to sleep while gently rocking and smiling as if it was some kind of psychadelic experience for her. this is where it kind of faded for me and i just left her to enjoy the dream.

who knows eh if it was part of a shared dream and she gets in touch then great, but either way i learnt alot and will be far less fearful the next time someone tries to teach me out of my comfort zone in a dream

Estão começando os concertos de natal na minha escola de música, então tenho sonhado bastante com isso.

Eu estava voltando de alguma festa, ou encontro de familiares. Mas eu tinha um ensaio na minha escola de música, então meu pai (que estava de bicicleta), estava me levando até lá. Paramos em um semáforo da rua brusque e encontrei Vini lá (de bicicleta também). Ele disse que estava indo para casa dele, que fica praticamente do lado da minha escola de música. Eu disse para o meu pai que me deixasse ir com ele, afinal, economizaríamos tempo.
Me sentei na garupa da bicicleta dele e segurei nos guidões. Ele perguntou se, se ele soltasse a bicicleta, eu conduziria ela acidentalmente. Caso isso acontecesse, eu teria que trocar de lugar. Consegui controlar minha força nos guidões, então partimos para a escola de música (que fica para o outro lado de onde estávamos indo).
Chegando lá (que não era a minha escola de música, mas sim a casa da minha tia), vi que todos estavam se dirigindo para fazer um ensaio geral na igreja. Pegamos uma lombada em alta velocidade e caímos bem perto de onde todos estávamos. Falei para meu professor e para o maestro: "cheguei na minha bicicleta alada!". Todos riram.
Coincidentemente, eu estava com a roupa que seria usada no ensaio, mas estava sem meu instrumento. Vi que haviam vários e vários instrumentos no terreno da casa dos meus tios, então peguei um e fui para a igreja ensaiar.

Eu estava com um grupo em um laboratório (provavelmente de anatomia), examinando um garoto que possuía asas de pássaro. Quem estava nos 'regendo' era minha professora de inglês, Patrícia. Eu já estava usando dois jalecos, um branco e outro azul. Quando vi que começariam a abrir as costas do garoto, comecei a colocar um outro preto por cima. Lembro-me que várias pessoas me chamavam, mas nenhuma acertavam meu nome. Até comentei com minha namorada: "será que virou moda errar meu nome?"
Quano eu estava colocando o jaleco preto, bateu o sino. Tirei todos os jalecos que eu estava usando e saí. Chegando em casa (que não era minha casa), descobri que esse garoto era meu filho (?). E que haviam vários Paparazzi atrás de nós para conseguirem fotos e informações (levando em conta que as asas do garoto estavam sangrando, devido às operações no laboratório), tanto sobre o garoto de asas quanto ao fato de ele estar sendo maltratado.

Creio que esse sonho tenha algo a ver com a música Amaranth, da banda Nightwish.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

31/11/10 It is after a training session, might even have been a match, and a similar crew to the basket people I am loosely associated with are there. We are playing some weird description of football, which is all for play and a way of gearing down after the game. We are going to a party that may have already started. Shaq is there. The entire atmosphere is quite jolly although the team I am on is getting our asses handed to us. Although I feel like an outsider and not completely within my rights to be there I still don't think I am the one performing the worst although I keep my mouth shut about that. We are having fun and we go down to the party find a couple of new balls and go upstairs again. I am hinting at some balls I would think are top quality for the game we are playing, but when I find one I was thinking about I realise it may be too slippery...

There is something about some changing rooms either after or before this section of the dream.

There might have been more to it, but I cannot quite remember...

Lucid
Dream1: Uncles Will
I become aware that I am in someones driveway standing next to an old white car (1970's type maybe). I've never seen this house or car before. A man comes to me and starts talking. I really don't care because although he may look like my uncle he's more than likely just a dreamer* and besides the dream world is much more interesting. He continues to talk to me as I pay him no attention and start exploring. I see some potted plants and pick one up to take a closer look, some of these dream environments can be so intricate. It looks like a poorly taken care of bonsai tree with a pool of water in its pot. I look up across the back yard, beside us and the car, and wonder what it all looks like and then I fly up and very very slowly flying towards the street. As I do I look down, I'm not up too high at all and I take the planter I still have and pour the water down to the ground where this guy (still talking) and his stuff is. This is fascinating to see how I am flying, back to the sky face down, and the water falls down to the ground and splashes. My supposed uncle is not happy now and starts saying he is going to leave me out of his will and that I am not going to get this silver pitcher he has placed down onto the cement driveway. I get really angry at his cheap attempt to insult me and control me with these paltry trinkets. I fly down to the ground and go over to his little silver pitcher and say "you can take your pitcher" then I kick it into his car "and shove it up your ass!" He looks at me completely shocked, his eye wide and his mouth hanging open. I just stood there waiting for whatever he had to say to that.

Nonlucid
Dream 2 fragment: The 10 Story High School
I am running around in this huge HS. I've been here before and realize that I am not a student here but seem to have some important stuff to run around and do. My female friend (not from real life) tries to keep up with me as I run around trying to figure something out. Its hard for her to keep up since I am the only one flying or sliding down stair handrails (the school is very crowded and it seems everyone is ALWAYS on their way to class so I use the handrails as a short cut).
I've been to this school 4 times before but in the past it was much more detailed and partially lucid.


During a nap today (45 min).
I had 2 dreams both nonlucid and both as if I was viewing a TV show.

Dream 3: After School Show
It was a crappy kids show where the actors are lame and so's the acting. I wished it was over and the ending came as they all came together and sang a lame ending song about how they all get along and play fair. I marveled at how 28 year olds could play 16 year olds and still be on TV every day.

Dream 4: Cooking Show & Shoes
This was a cooking show like Rachel Ray but for kids with the same "its a cooking show but we do a lot of non-cooking things too" theme. The girls on the show where preparing lunch which for each of them (4) was different. The leader of the show then said "now lets use our place-mats!" They then put their bowls and cups into the foot hole in shoes! Each shoe pointed in the other direction but side by side with the food sticking out of the shoe or ever fluffy bedroom slippers. They then carried them from the kitchen to the circular table.
I woke and was like "wtf?" Not only were the shoe place-mats weird but the fact that I didn't think it was weird in the dream!


* I refer to DC's as dreamers a lot because I see them as people dreaming wondering the dream world. They act out living at home, being at work, or whatever they usually do. These dreamers are different than what I call "replicants" these are characters created by my mind and are linked to me by my attention. The difference is one is a real person sleeping at home and the other is a drem't up facsimile of a person, animal, or thing. I can sometimes feel the difference between them but the real test is to take your attention away from them completely and then see if they are still there. If they are gone they were a replicant. This has helped me a lot since I would always wined up looking for something I just had since as soon as I took my attention away it was not there any more.

Dreamers can vanish as well but usually under extreme emotional stress. Rarely I have caught them vanishing while interacting with them but just before they do they stop talking, or whatever, and look like they have just remembered something. The next instant they are not there. There's no "poof" or nothing just vacancy. It's a bit of a shock to NOT see someone in an instant.

I awake in a private airline airport and slowly walk on to a private jet with around four seats in a square pattern my elementary school friend Jon was sitting at the pilot seat a person I do not remember sitting in the seat next to him and me behind the unknown person and to the side of me was no one once Jon stops bragging on how he attained his pilots licence we took off into the clouds with no actual landscape besides the plane after a while of just staring at clouds we burst into a conversation about a friend named Aryan who I just recently met and about how his girlfriend has complete and utter control over him (turns out the day before the broke up [Unconfirmed]) once that conversation ended I got up and proceeded to exit the plane once I opened the door in mid flight and jumped out I realized I forgot a parachute and somehow grabbed a helicopter (which I believe is the jet itself it just transformed) I was hanging on to the bars for dear life feeling a sense of gravity pulling me down I finally let go and started plummeting until I was a few hundred feet above the ground and just started floating around like a kite I soon came upon a cliff and once I got past the ledge and looked down I saw a deep blue/purple lake just sitting still and peaceful and right next to it an entrance to a forest I started floating towards the forest and landed at a campground with about 5ish people (One being Aryan) I then proceeded to tell them about what just happened and before anything else could happen I was jolted awake

November 23, 2010

Lucid Dream

AWAKE DREAMING LUCID SIDENOTES

This was on a night where I wasn't actually trying to induce a lucid dream. Funny how that happens. Also this happened after I absent mindedly turned off my alarm, and I slept thirty minutes or so after I was supposed to. I had school that day. This all happened inbetween 6:00 AM and 6:31 AM
I was in my old house in the basement. Somebody I knew from school was there and I said hi. It didn't hit me as hard as it usually does but I was then lucid after meeting my friend. On impulse, I decided to start flying. It took little effort to do this. The way I did it though was by looking at the ground and gently jumping, and gravity had no effect on me anymore. I then floated up the stairs hugging my mother who was walking up the stairs, until I floated over her. I went into my living room and did a breast-stroke through the air. It was so fun. Then I remembered what I wanted to do in a lucid when I got the chance: focus on something to see if it gets really clear. So I looked at my laptop's screen. An image began to form and then it became so sharp in focus that I could even see the individual pixels on the screen. It was unbelievable. I was only soon after that it resulted in me waking up.