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I'm in a slump. I'm going to turn it around Sunday night with a vengeance.

Date: Sept.12
Time: between 7am-10am

Important Note:
Again, from the night before I tried that no preparation technique of being completely confident about LDing, and it actually worked twice in a row. I did a mini WBTB. I was only up for about 5 minutes before falling back to sleep. I remember the dream before I awoke, and my lucid dream after.

Description: A long semi-vivid dream. I remember mostly the ideas, and feelings of the dream, but not that actual order of events, and I have lost details throughout the day since I was late for work. My lucid dream was very short, or maybe I don't remember some of it. Again, tried different techniques to fly, but was only able to jump higher than usual.

Dream: So I am in my backyard, with a couple of family members. For some reason we walk out into the front yard and look down the street. I see a couple of little kids riding their bike, for some reason we all think we are about to get attacked by zombies. So we decide to be defend ourselves in the house. I remember my dad telling me to get my bible, so I rush into my old upstairs bedroom and grab a red bible that was sitting under some papers. I rush out of my room outside, and talk to my family on what to do. We are by my front door, and to the left where there was a bush, now there is a secret staircase leading down, kind of looked like a bomb shelter of some sort. I never go down. I start talking about, once somebody gets bit, then the infection will grow rapidly. That soon we will be defending ourselves against the neighborhood. And eventually we will be in the apocalypse, and might be the only human survivors. That we need to leave, the house and drive far away. Nobody listened to me. I kept repeating myself and getting frustrated, because no matter what I said, nobody would listen. It got dark out, and my nephew finally listened. So I took off in my car with him and headed for some strip mall, that had a couple of big stores in it. I remember trying to tell him we need to go to Chicago. But then I awoke to my alarm.

LD: So I fell back asleep and ended outside in the front of my house. It felt very cool, the wind was blowing, and it was late morning early afternoon. I remember for some reason I thought I was dreaming, so I did an RC of the nose plug, and it failed. I didn't get to excited, because I have learned to control that emotion when in an LD. So I said I was dreaming, and decided to try to fly. Before going to bed, I looked up how to fly in a dream. So I tried out different techniques. One was just look up at the sky and jumping. I did this, but all I did was jump kind of high. Then I tried imagining the ground moving away from me as I was in air, but that failed. I can't remember anything else, but I know there was more to it.

Amanda visits with a woman and a man. *I feel groggy and tired. I couldn't see well. I am half asleep like I couldn't wake up. We walk out back and had some conversation. We go back in and*
She uses my laptop. She and the strangers are sitting on the red couch that used to be there in the living room. *I go back to bed. I get restless and get up and walk down the hallway.**I try to walk to her and flop on the floor.*I ask what she did to me.*
I am suddenly back in bed and she is standing over me *She rudely hisses in my ear "I don't know if she did anything. But I'll try to make a cure. I can't promise"
I say "thank you"
I close my eyes.*
I feel sp and I think there is nothing else I can do so I give into the sensations of vibrations and tingling and create a fantasy. I bounce back and forth from dream levels. I create a scene outside. I own my eyes in level one. And I see the room but my vision is tinted red. I close my dream eyes
I am lucid. *
I am outside. I look around a field and look up and the starry sky. I begone to fly. I create a war scene. I swoop down and shoot the enemy on the ground with a machine gun. Some shoot back but they all miss. *The scene changes *i am flying over a city at night.*The scene changes to a snow covered and barren place. I continue to fly. I look for interesting structures to explore. I am kissing my flying ability. *I begin bouncing instead. I get bored. I turn around and see a huge moon with 3 smaller identical moons around it.i tell myself that I am dreaming. There is a foggy mist. I think I want to go to the moon. The mist becomes so thick I cannot see. I am afraid I will wake up. I turn back. The scene is now grassy with trees. I bounce around some more.*
I see a police woman.*She is heavy set and butch but also pretty.*
She follows me laughing.*
I am still lucid but think I am really outside running around like a mad man.*
I ask her if I am dreaming knowing I am. She laughs and says no.*
I bounce over a fence and sneak in my house. I lay on the couch and pretend to be sleeping.*Then she comes in and I pull the blanket over my head.*
She looks at pics on my phone and says
Ah ha I got you
I tell her about the dream
Then I am on street
A motorcycle cop woman pulls up in a strange chopper with glass cab
It is*The first woman in my dream. Amanda but older. *I think it is someone I fell in love with in a dream but now she is her and real.
She knows me too.*We are excited to see each other.*We make out
Dream shifts
Vague. I am thinking about my dream. Kids are around
I thunk it would be nice if my iPhone could take real pictures in dreams.*
Some other stuff
Wake up.*

I was driving home and i somehow knew that a nuclear bomb was going to be dropped in South Africa. All over the roads there were pink clouds at ground level that were full of nuclear radiation (weird because the bomb hadn't been dropped yet). As i got home i saw a vehicle sucking the clouds up. I went in my study and asked my mom to get off her computer because I had to do something important on my computer.

I went on my computer and set some form of virus to a computer that killed the man in charge of dropping the nuclear bomb. I went to the lounge to see the news and there was no sign of the bomb yet so i had slowed down the process.To completely end it I went back to my computer and sent some virus which stopped the whole operation. After that there was no nuclear bomb.

DJ Log: September 12, 2010 – Morning, 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I was flying low to the ground over an oval shaped dirt track in a grassy yard. The yard is sloped, and the track has a low side and a high side. There is a checkpoint on both the upper and lower straight sections of the track. A half dozen DCs are racing around the track in small 4-wheeled vehicles that appear to be go-karts. The vehicles made no noise other than the tires running over the dirt.

(Note: something was significantly interesting about the checkpoint in the lower part of the track, but I cannot recall the details.)

DJ Log: September 11, 2010 – Morning, 9:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I rolled a denim office chair around in a grocery store, loading items onto it. Went through the checkout line, putting the items on the belt. An older employee of the store went through an adjacent checkout line, and when leaving the door greeter asked, jokingly, to see his receipt. I laughed with them as they both left the store. I picked up my bags and pushed the chair into the cart return before exiting the store.

DJ Log: September 11, 2010 – Morning, 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

Walking into a large house with 3 DCs, two males and one female. The lower level is one big room, full of assorted stuff. Most of the items appear to be household furniture. I slide a couple of pieces of patio furniture to the side and walk to a large wooden door. Opening the door reveals a Paternoster. The wall is partially transparent and all of the cars and drive cables are visible on one side only. A male DC boards a Paternoster car, only to go in a complete circle and return to the same spot. I became lucid at this time. I found my hands and started rubbing them together for a bit while looking at the floor. The floor is a gray-blue at first, but quickly forms the detail of medium hardwood planks. When I look back at the wall, the Paternoster is now working properly and the wall is solid white. Both sides of the Paternoster are visible and the cars are moving in the proper direction. The cars are well lit and have a sign on the back wall that I cannot read. I boarded a car and one female DC got in the car with me. The car was moving on a journey that seems to last quite a long time. The floor of the car vibrates and the sound of rushing wind surrounds me from all sides. The car reaches the end of its track and turns upside-down before letting us off at the second floor. Maintaining balance was not a problem as the gravity seems to invert with the car. The second floor is upside-down in relation to the first floor. (Note: I do not remember stepping out of the car.)

The second floor is a huge living room with no windows. The walls and ceiling are white. A dark wooden chair rail separates medium wide-grain wood paneling from the rest of the wall. Huge crystal chandeliers provide light in the room. The room is full of sofas, tables, lamps and other furniture. There are framed paintings(?) on the wall, but they are all a gray-blue blur. I walked into the middle of the room and my DC sits down on a couch. Two ferrets are stirring around in a cage in the corner. The ferrets look out of the cage, then walk to the lower level of their cage and exit. They run over to my feet for a moment. One of the ferrets runs over and checks out my DC on the couch. I picked up the remaining ferret and sat on the couch. The couch was soft black leather and was extremely plush and comfortable. Two small dogs ran from a dark corner and jumped on the couch with me. One of the dogs licked my face. I pushed the dogs off the couch onto the floor and said “NO!” I find a remote control laying on the couch, but none of the buttons work. My DC asked me, “What's wrong with the TV?” I said, “I don't know.” I pressed the button again and heard a very loud crackling sound. This was the dream's exit.

I was in a movie theater with my family, and we were watching three movies in a row. Sometimes I felt like I was in the audience watching the movie, other times I felt like I was in the movie, acting out what was happening.

The first movie was a kids show - I don't remember what it was about.

The second movie took place on a flying airship. There were pirates attacking, and we had to fend them off. I've also forgotten a lot about this one.

The final movie was a horror film. I felt like I was actually inside this movie. I had a handgun, and I needed to fend off some guy (who also had a gun) and was trying to attack me. I unloaded all of my bullets into him. I tried to find another clip, but there were none to be found.

I spent the next little while running away from the guy, until I eventually made my way into a bathroom and locked the door behind me. I knew this wouldn't be much help because eventually the guy could just shoot the lock off the door and then I'd be trapped.

For some reason, I decided to do a reality check at this point and immediately realized I was dreaming. However, I still had the problem that there was a guy with a gun on the other side of the door. Since I was lucid, I decided to open the door and see what happened. On the other side was one of my cousins, except he had turned into a zombie. I was startled, but I quickly pushed past him. At this point, I thought about how my eyes were actually closed in real life, yet I could see in the dream world.

This turned out to be a dumb idea, because it woke me up.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I had just woken up for the morning and it was pretty early; I'm guessing it was the time that people get up for school or work. I was walking towards a table in the middle of a kitchen, where my father and sister were sitting.

The table was a circular, dark brown wooden one, not that polished, with a few slight imperfections. The chairs were cheap metal ones with the soft plastic seats and backs. The rest of the kitchen was pretty tight; it was almost like your basic kitchen with plain walls and stuff. The space was shaped like a fat rectangle, and on three walls were counters and wall cabinets. The table was positioned in the middle of the room, with barely any room to move the chairs because it was so packed in.

Light was pouring through a large window at the end of the room, on one of the two shorter walls.

I walked towards the table and sat down. Apparently in the dream, every time I woke up in the morning, I'd look like a different person.

Today, my sister said, "hey, good morning Zac Efron."

I looked at myself. I was wearing men's pants and a baggy, dark pale blue shirt. I looked in a fairly large plain mirror that magically appeared on the table, and my suspicions were confirmed. Great, I thought, disappointed by what I saw. "I was hoping for someone a bit more attractive," I said, half exasperated and half humorously.

My dad laughed.

I remember being at the base of a building that was under construction. There had only been about 3 or 4 stories built up, but there only remained a skeleton of the building. I don't remember any dialogue between me and the workers, but I remember almost directing the movement of the "building blocks" with my hand, as if I had control of them.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This was a scary-accurate dream.

I was walking in the living room of my grandpa's house, which is out in British Columbia. The room was around twenty by twenty feet, making it pretty open, and the lighting was a bit darker than normal. The ceilings were high and the walls were beige with wood panelings on one wall. The floor was softer dark tan carpet.

Against one wall was a tan sofa that would seat three people, and on the adjacent wall there was another one, which would probably seat four people. My father was sitting on this sofa, and had asked me if I had any movies to watch. I'd picked up the movie Zodiac from somewhere and I was walking towards him. I had recently bought it from a store for $6.99 (previously viewed), and this price was labeled on it with a yellow circle sticker. In the dream, the sticker was on it, in the same place. And the cover looked the same, too.

I remember reading "Mark Ruffalo," "Jake Gyllenhaal", and "Robert Downy Jr." in the same order that was on the real case. I gave it to my father and acknowledged the condition of the case, saying, "yeah, it's previously viewed, but the disc is in perfect condition".

He asked if it was a good movie and I replied, "it has a 89 on Rotten Tomatoes."

I never produce the exact same numbers in my dreams as real life, so this tipped me off when I woke up. Look here for the current Zodiac rating.

September 12, 2010

Asleep by 1:30am.

WBTB at 4:30am. I was drifting in and out of sleep throughout most of this. Trying an experiment. It failed, but produced a funny result... Every 10 minutes, my snooze alarm was ringing and pushing me back to awareness.

Pet rat
I was sitting in front of my rabbit's cage, but my rabbit wasn't in there. Instead, it was the adorable Arizona rat (type of breed) with beige hair. It was coming up to the side of the cage and bumping noses with me like my rabbit does. I would stick my fingers through the cage, and it would hold my fingers with its forepaws. It really wanted to be held, and suddenly, the cage was different. The cage bit was now wire with very open squares... big enough that I could pull the rat through them with a bit of maneuvering. I put my hands through the cage, and the rat let me hold him as I guided him through a square hole. Suddenly, my cell alarm (in the dream) started ringing. I had to put the rat down, and then I mashed my phone's buttons to snooze it again. But it wasn't working... odd...

It woke me up and I was still trying to mash the snooze button. I realized then that I had been snoozing for an entire hour, and it wasn't going to let me anymore. I had to turn it off and reset the alarm.

Tried to WILD for an hour, not a very good attempt. My dad was bumbling around upstairs and I didn't have my ear plugs in.

Back to bed and had troubles falling asleep. Back to the couch and passed out.

With a bad sort - Lucid - 2/5
I'm a character in this dream. A very rich girl, maybe no more than 18. We're set in around the 1910's judging by the clothes everyone is wearing. We're in a warehouse, and it's dimly lit and musty. A group of men working for me (about 5 maybe) have this woman sat at a table, and they are holding her there. I'm questioning her about a money transaction. A bit of false memory tells me she may have worked for me once... like a hand maid or something.

I recall looking over a paper transaction notice (which, ironically was printed in computer print) and saw that she wasn't lying, the transaction had gone through.

"It's too bad we still have to kill you," I tell the woman.

"Why?!" she freaks out. "I've done what you asked!" She is completely frightened and starts sobbing.

"I don't need you running to the cops," I say, coldly.

"Please, I won't! Please spare me! I don't want to die!" she pleads.

I feel a pull in my heart. I still need to kill her, but the poor thing, she's so frightened. "We won't make it painful!" I promised. "It'll just be like falling asleep, only you won't wake up..."

I trailed off and contemplated my last words. Just like falling asleep... I clued in I was dreaming, but only vaguely. I wondered how to change this scene. Maybe Danny could save the day?

My dream vision flashes over to Danny, who is lounging on a deck chaise, reading a magazine. "In a minute," he says, and waves me off.

My dream vision flashes back over to the woman, and one of my crooks (a crooked doctor) is holding the woman's eyes open with these tiny, thin hooks. "Wait, what are you doing?" I ask. The woman is shrieking, crying and pleading. "You're scaring her more, it wasn't supposed to be like this."

"We're going to take her sight first," the doctor explains. He hooks open her other eye and I wake myself up.

Back to bed again.

Fragments
Drinking a cup of coffee and discovered the cream is spoiled.

Watching this girl explain to her parents that her nose job was going to be a good thing for her.

Jack and I arriving at this BBQ at a friend's place, only to find that we're too late and people are leaving. Another guest says all the food is devoured.

Last night, I remembered two long dreams so I am pleased

I was near a hospital in a small group(probably 5 or 6) and we were surrounded by hundred of zombies but they were slow and we had the cure and were injecting it into them(usually by neck although im not sure if this is necessary or just faster or something). Unfortunately, they were mostly in clumps and usually the person we cure would get bitten and turn back into a zombie or the person who cure him/her got bitten. Also, strangely enough, their leader was human so our group assumed he was the one who had infected the people. He looked like Cid Raines from Final Fantasy XIII but he was dressed in black.
He told the zombies to leave me alone although they still went after my allies and asked me to join him, probably because i was only one left who knew how to create the antidote. But I refused, telling him i would never join someone so evil and twisted. He laughed at this and said, "Prepare to die then." The zombies then started to attack me again but i was too fast and inject two of them with the cure and throw them from the rest of the zombies. I keep this up while escaping with my group and anyone we saved until the dream ended.

I am playing in a concert, playing to famous musicians on the soprano saxophone. Once I'm done I go back stage to pack up. Marry-1 gives me piano music to sight read and play to the audience. It's too hard and I complain to Marry. He doesn't listen. So I just practice my sax instead. The pages are missing as well. Marry really doesn't care because he says it's good that you are missing pages. So I think who cares, I'll just play crap.
As I walk back to the concert hall, I find a golden retriever. And it keeps begging me for food. I see a night street market.

For some reason, the dream appears to start as a loading screen of a game. However, a short time later I find myself in a vibrant land, similar to the art style in 'skyward sword' (interesting fact: i was reading the nintendo magazine before going to sleep). All of a sudden, some guilmon run past me, and i realize they have populated the area. I head toward a house built into a large tree stump, where i meet a strange lecturer. I can only vaguely remember him, but he was japanese and dressed in brown, with square glasses. He then began lecturing me using a slideshow on how Guilmon is real, and is actually a species called gillyman. Right. I remember going outside for a bit, before I woke up.

A few minutes later, I entered another dream in which I was rich, and was staying in the biggest hilton hotel in the world. It consisted of one, long room which was shaped like a cuboid with the right face being bigger than the others. This was made of glass, and I could see planes taking off outside. There were also many long, low cuboids along the floor, almost like pews. There were other people there, and someone who was my enemy apparently. Anyway, there was a load of soap foam as high as the ceiling, and i set off into it, entering another dream.

In this dream, I was in Gmod (or garrys mod) and had started a zombie survival multiplayer server. However, the zombies had spawned early, and so I had to fight them in a network of blue, abstract tunnels, gathering survivors as I went and eventually escaping. Not scary, just insanely fun!


This was a good night for my dream recall, so im hoping for a repeat tonight.