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Jesus Christ, Why can't I go to sleep on 1:00AM - 6:00AM anymore? It's been like this for a week.

I am in my parent's basement and there are hundreds of people there, all holding hands and spiralling around me. It is a physical and visual representation of a new internet fad that is like twitter but consists of short video clips. Someone starts a post on a certain topic and anyone can respond with thier own video clip or something like that.

The scene changes and I am outside in a park somewhere but the same thing is going on. I am viewing the video twitter clips on a laptop but there are still people holding hands and spinning around me.

There is a part about someone not being able to post because they are South American and I protest and start a new video twitter about it. Many people get in line behind me to use my computer so they can also post their protests.

Near the end of the dream some celebrities show up to join in but the only one I can remember is Michael Bolton.

20 Aug

Recall was good last night, 4 or 5 ? dreams fairly good length and vivid

1)I was playing inside centre for the springboks, I was really amped and planned to really hurt the other team. I wasn't scared at all which is weird since they would all easily crush me. One of the players from NZ got up and gave a message before the game, I think I did too...

2)I stooped outside M's house and talked with hid brother T, He asked me if the bug zapper belonged to me (it was quite emotional - M is a friend of mine that died 2 months ago). C and my self were on the way home but we were walking and we were indoors, in a school or hospital with lots of corridors. I kept on turning on lights as we walked (they took time to switch on but I thought it was because they were old) We arrived at our place which was a room in a corridor, just before it was a kitchen area with plastic cups from C's holiday club and hundreds of empty green T-bags, C said it was from her doing fear factor with the kids???

3)We had another son L's age but I had memory of having neglected him because he was funny looking (he really was) He had orange hair and a really funny chin. I felt bad and was trying to make him feel loved and accepted by giving him lots of attention. He was complaining about having a sore bum and was wearing diapers???? I got some bum cream from C's bag and took him to a bathroom in a kitchen and put the bum cream on his bum (this is only funny if you're not a parent) It didn't seem to be the right stuff but he said he felt better. Then we travelled to my childhood home in Kimberley. C had forgot the house keys in the office but when we got there the lock had been forced by a wrong key that was stuck in the lock. We say that someone else's stuff was in the house like ornaments and stuff and found like a drunk homeless lady in W old room. I got the rage thing again and then we found the daughter and her boy friend in A's old room. In the dining room there were like 20 of them, I was so angry and threaten to hurt them and told them to go, I threatened to have E beat them up and he came out of the lounge to back me up....

4)I was lying on a sleeper couch watching cricket on tv, suddenly I'm in the game and I'm playing for South Africa. At some point I'm on the couch again and my game has been ruined by my parents messing with the channels

5)On top of signal hill in Bloemfontein riding a bike, following a really hot lady in a silver sports car, we're together. I get stopped by guards outside the observatory. One take my license and won't give it back as a joke, I get irritated and explain to the other guard that I need to go meet this lady. He gets the license back for me. I drive around Bloem looking for this lady. At some point I drive past a apartment block with people naked and possibly having sex on some of the balconies. I seriously consider going back to go watch them but decide against it. I pop some wheelies to show off and kind of fall. I stop on the curb and CA and her mom come out of their house and so good bye to guests, CH comes up to me and asks if she can ask me a question she asks a really important question but I can't remember the answer...

( a few days ago)

[I]abridged[/I]

I am standing at the door of my old house in Mass. I am in a clown costume with a big bouquet of flowers. Queen Zukin answers the door. She's in pajamas.

Uh... hello? What?

Hello, young lady. I am Mr. Dream Clown Dude, and I want to give you these dream flowers to let you know you are dreaming. She grabs the flowers, and throws them in the yard, then she kicks me. GET OFF MY PORCH!

But, wait!

NO!

I summon a warthog and ride it. See, I couldn't do this, except we are dreaming.

Then, get out of my dream!

Wouldn't you like to do a Reality Check?

NO!

She throws a frying pan, and some popcorn at me. WAIT WAIT!

I was just having a nice, dream, and you woke me up.

No, see that's called a false aw-

Are you a Jehova's Witness?

No, I am clown riding a pig in your front yard.

I HATE CLOWNS.

I turn into normal-me. Queen Zukin slams the front door. I summon some green eggs and ham, and eat it sullenly. I charge through the front door with the boar. I am chasing Queen Zukin. STOP CHASING ME YOU ASSHOLE. WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I just want to swallow your soul. Just kidding! Just kidding. I just want to let you know this is a dream.

She kicks me again, and I tumble into the backyard.

The pig disappears.

I lie on the ground, bloodied. She comes out.

Jason! Jason! You okay?

I am not Jason.

Oh, you're... Waking Nomad? Is this a dream?

YES!

She looks at her hands. She has 9 wavy fingers, one of which is green. I laugh.

YIKES! she wakes up.

Oh well.

[I]abridged[/I]

WAKE UP MOTHERFUCKER

I am slapped awake by Lobo. WHAT THE FUCK? MoSh?

Get up! This is a dream. We've got shit to do.

We get on his motorcycle, and drive through a wormhole. The dream explodes, and there are many motorcycle adventure and battle scenes.

I focus on one.

We're in Club Nexus. He looks like Lobo, and I look like a giant black panther-man.

I'm MoSh's Shadow Self. See, he's a pussy, and-

That's pretty rude.

YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU OR ANYONE ELSE THINKS!

He grabs my throat and slams me against the wall. A big demon bouncer grabs us, and teleports us out.

It doesn't even hurt, man. This is a dream.

I know.

He lets me go.

Hey, let's go wake my other self up... Maybe we can merge or something. I am going to explode that motherfucker into me.

Maybe that's not a good idea.

Lobo MoSh makes a portal and then whips his chain around my ankle, dragging me with him into the astral.

Hey... Look there he is.

I freak out for a second on how real everything looks.

Now, I look like a whitish ghost version of myself, and his Shadow Self looks like a standing blurry shadow. He is sleeping near a sliding glass window with a yard outside. But, every time I go into the astral, it's always this bedroom. WTF.

Hey, wake up!

I see MoSh's astral body sit on the edge of his bed.

Oh, hey, Nomad... Hey, me... WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS FUCKED UP. I AM DREAMING. OK....

He points his finger at both of us. I hear Data mumbling something about real energy and the astral plane.

MoSh says something about us being annoying inorganic beings.

The Shadow Self grabs MoSh by the throat. He grabs his shadow's hand, and morphs into a huge winged cobra. The Shadow morphs into Lobo.

That's more like it!

They look totally realistic.

Suddenly, we are on the dream plane, and they are fighting in a river, then at the gates of heaven, and then in Hell. They smash into each other and go supernova.

MoSh starts talking about how all knowledge is nothing, because we can never grasp the infinite. Grasping the infinite is like counting to infinity. Then he says it can be done, it just takes forever.

Then, we are little werecat cubs playing in a grassy meadow, then humans riding a wagon down a hill, then a sled....

I am on the Moon with don Juan.

Stop trying to perceive all things. Just focus on the one most important dream. Now you know you dream many dreams at once. Focus your energy on the dream you want to be in the most.

I am in the desert with don Juan. He gives me a cactus slice to eat. I eat it. The dream explodes. I scream. I focus on a star, on a planet, mountain, plant, beetle, virus, molecule, atom, electron...

19 Aug

2 dreams recalled

1) I was some sort of protector in ancient times (assassins creed universe, schemas FTW). Someone was coming to assassinate an important person P but she wasn't my daughter in the dream. We were feeling pretty smug because we were well fortified. When the assassin came he was invisible but also not solid like a wind. I knew that he was there but the DC that was me didn't (weird, not sure if this was 3rd person). I eventually caught on but pretended not to know when the assassin was close to me I pushed the wind into the wall and it materialized into red marbles that fell to the floor, they quickly started coming together and returning ti their "ethereal" form but we collected them and I put them in a jar that P was holding. Se was a bit careless and almost let the marbles fal to the ground and I had to tell her to be careful.

2) I'm a police/EMT in hilbrow (most dangerous neighborhood in South Africa which is saying a lot) I'm knew on my job and my partner is a lady, we drive out on a call and I ask her how many call outs we get in a 8 hour shift, she say 6. We travel to the scene but on the way there is a beach and ocean next to us (false logic) I question her about Johannesburg having an ocean and we decide that we are in a tunnel with a projected ocean put there secretly by the government to keep people happy We arrive at our destination and M is bleeding from a stab wound to the shoulder 2 EMT's are already working on him we go and assist. I put my knife on his lap? and use my shirt to help stop the bleeding. We go into his garden to get water and the dream plot changes. I recognize this house because it is in a neighborhood where all the houses are the same. I have false memories of all the people that live in the neighborhood that I know. We go to another house and I have memories or did dream at some point that I was doing webcam chats with the people who lived here, 1 of them was Cacophony? from DV. The chats were sort of voyeuristic in nature they had set up cameras for other people to watch them live there (I had been watching the DV dream tube videos earlier in the day and there's one there by Cacophony). At the house one of us went into a basement thing that had a large machine and tried to operate it but got like sucked in in a conveyer belt or something. We then contacted the owners of the house (Cacophony) who then looked at heir own webcams to tell us how to get the guy out of the machinery, the guy happened to be Walter from Fringe...

19.08.2010

Parking lot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

One of my down nights. I have been thinking a lot in my new business stuff.

- It was day and sunny.
- I was driving.
- I was in a parking lot, but I was going wrong way.
- My wife told me that it did not matter, to go ahead.
- I realized that it was a good idea, we would bed to drive around a very big block (like 2-3 miles) if we did the other way.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

I was shopping at the mall with my cousin then went to the train station to go home. We discovered there were no trains going to our town soon so we turned around, then we were on top of the Empire State building. I asked my cousin what to do and she said "jump". So we did! We landed in the ocean and sank all the way to the bottom. Then we kicked off the sea floor and swam to the surface, it was a long swim to the top! Once we were swimming above water, I realized I dropped my Mountain Dew that I had bought during our shopping trip on the ocean floor. I told my cousin to hang on, I had to get the Dew! Then I swam all the way back down to the sea floor to grab this 24 case of Mt. Dew cans. I got back to the surface and told her it was okay to swim home now.

Notes: This was just so amusing. I risked running out of oxygen for soda? LOL

I had a dream I met up with someone who I once worked with. We met up at 4AM to smoke a joint (( This seems to be recurring theme lately )). It was winter. She went to go shovel snow and while she was doing this, wanted me to sneak into her house and grab the ganja and papers from her parents office. While I was inside, I decided to shower first. After showering and changing, her mom barged into the bathroom I was in, but upon seeing it was me, she was relieved, somehow already knowing me. I remember sitting out on a couch in her living area and playing with her two dogs.

I awoke. Did a reality check. I'm awake. it's 6:12, I decided to try and WILD. I laid extremely still; trying to incubate the idea of the forest as to complete percy's task. I kept my body still and eyes closed for an eternity, but I didn't even get to my usual point of fast heartbeat and rapid eye movement..when I decided to give up, it was almost 8.. sleep cycles are about 90 minutes, I think I might have dozed off and not even noticed? I wish I were better at WILDing.

I woke up once again at 10:19 because I forgot I set an alarm. I quickly fell back asleep-- I should have attempted to wild here, because I had a long intricate vivid dream..and when it was over, it was only 10:30. The dream:

I was at a mall with my parents and Alyssa. There were several girls and one guy who were being loud and obnoxious the whole time throughout the mall. On our way out, they were spraying aerosol deodorant around, and I ended up spraying some on one of the girls in gest. She ended up chasing me outside with a huge ass knife, took one stab at me and missed, and turned around. It was then I struck her with my lanyard--but at the time it felt like a ninetails whip. She fell to the ground, screaming in pain. She yelled that it felt like hot white lightning had hit her--she seemed almost paralyzed. My parents and Alyssa left without me, I was stuck having my statement taken by several police officers, when I woke up.

I don't recall much of these dreams, so they'll just be posted directly from whats in my physical dream journal.


Alyssa moved into a big apartment on York campus, it had several closed circuit cameras installed. Derp (her cat) was classified as a "class 2 cat", so she didn't have to get rid of him. She had a camera mounted outside her front door that had an 'anti-rape alarm'

My next dream I can barely make out what I scribbled. I'll interpret it to the best of my ability.

"Strange dream, living with parents, they hated me smoking weed. I decided to use a clean bong as a waterbottle, and then received a big talk from both my parents. Me and my mom drove around until Alyssa arrived in a taxi. Neighbors were complaining about the parking situation. Some more neighbors came and asked me if I did art. I told them not metalworking or floral art. They kept referring to my parents as snitches."

after re-reading the dream, I recall it being incredibly vivid at the time, however reading it now it seems more foggy.

Starting my new Dream Journal here. I still have one offline but this seems so much more official and will allow me to set goals and update regularly to keep track of progress.

I am determined to have my first Lucid within the next few days.

So I've had 11 dreams recalled in the last 3 or 4 days. Definitely not bad and muuuch better than I had been doing. I guess it was just my hectic schedule/lack of proper sleep. Anyways I have three more to report for you guys. I could have had a 4th, I'm pretty sure, but it faded before I could get a good grip on it. Sometime they come back over the course of the day but this one didn't.

Dream One: Playing music with a buddy. This was a cool dream because when I was walking around, in the dream, with the guitar and strumming it felt really cool to actually be able to play something. I can barely play in real life.

Austin a friend and I are behind some sort of eat out spot on like a back patio where there are more tables and such. I'm convincing Austin to stay and play the show with me and to move in with me. He's reluctant to but finally agrees to as long as he can leave every night by midnight to go home to his parents. At the time I think it's odd that he's willing to do that.

So i star jamming some finch song on guitar while waiting out back for people to come and a few kids pass by on their way inside. They are super impressed by what I'm playing. Finally it's time for the people eating to come out and watch the show. They start filing out to the various tables and I take the stage. Suddenly I'm really nervous and I realize I don't know any songs. My wives parents are there and I'm scared i disappointed them.

This was the tiniest sliver of a fragment.

I also remember some odd fragment as well. I can't remember if what position it is for but my buddy Justin recruits me for his band. And then I'm hanging out with my buddy Josh. And then the dude from hello goodbye is walking down the stairs while playing a ukulele and singing.

Weird

Another basketball related dream. Fffuuu. Why don't I RC? I know my dream signs..

I'm playing full court basketball with the Chicago bulls against some random other guys. I get to one end of the floor and go up for a huge dunk but some defender pulls me down. As I land I go right back up from the other side to try and put it back. I go onto a message board and see a thread about best dunks you've ever missed.

8/19/10

Last night I had this dream and wish that I had at least written it down before taking so long to post it.

I found myself in this old time Saloon not a one story either. It was very old fashion and I was wandering around in it.. I kept hearing noises ahead and behind me but nothing was there. I was pretty scared because the doors ahead of me would open but no one would be around. Things were falling on the floor hard so I knew immediately the place was haunted.
What stood out the most was this tall man in a suit and top hat.. I couldn't make out his face but he did have a beard he held his head a bit down to not show off his face but I was able to see his beard.. reminded me of Abe Lincoln in a way. This guy had some sort of powers because he would curl his fingers in a weird manner in mid air and things would start banging around inside of the saloon.
I no longer wanted to be in there and tried finding my way out and this guy was right there behind me just standing and smirking underneath his top hat..
I didn't want to see his eyes for some reason.. I was already scared of the activity going on in the saloon..
I went up some stairs and saw what I thought was an elevator but I guess it was some sort of thing that allowed slaves to move around the saloon without being noticed by using this special carriers that were embedded in the walls..
The floor to this so called elevator was marble off white and the walls were made of dark oak. I wasn't sure if I should get it in or not but I heard this noise behind me and when I turned that jerk of a top hat man yelled loud in my face with his hat off.. all I noticed was a very pale ghostly face and no eyes in his eye socket..
I found myself moving over a cliff and immediately the scene changed..
I was with a group of people and we all had this heavy iron swords.. I felt like a warrior and felt strength standing amongst this crowd. We all had on the same garments and of us were protective of one another watching our backs..
So we enter this huge dark room.. looked like a gymnasium and there was no light on but in the dark I was able to see multiple eyes in different areas peering at us.. I clutch my sword tightly feeling anger grow in me.
These eyes are just peering.. the way a cat's eye reflects in the darkness but there were different shapes and sizes..
All of a sudden we are sitting in the middle of this gymnasium.. females on one side facing males like some sort of gathering.. immediately us women stand up and being to sing in unison but no words.. just making these wonderful sounds with out voices..
The men looked at us with such amazement.. and we sat down smiling. A woman with no leg who was sitting next to me told me that we were more dominant over the males and were very powerful hunters..

That was all I could recall..

The only thing I have written down is a fragment that I had some kind of dream where I was at Dunder Mifflin.

Missed Dream Signs:

-Scranton

1. I arrive at my college for a new year, but as I'm unsure where to go I end up meandering through random hallways. In one of them I find my friend Mary T, who directs me up to her room. She's very happy to see me, and we hang out by playing a music theory game using a piano controller against another friend via Skype. Soon we start to cuddle, but as we do we're rudely intruded by an orientation activity. The RAs are leading a "Parade of Geeks," dressed in suspenders and huge glasses. They take my friend CW from the room after asking "Is anyone weird?" and Mary and I join him in support. I get lost on the way and stumble into a succession of other rooms on the floor. One contains freshmen girls from my old high school, another is an office space, and another is an apartment housing my roommate from the research station and his father.

2. CA and I are the only survivors of a pandemic that is changing all of my college into gibbering lunatics. I commend her as she singlehandedly diagnoses the disease and develops a cure.

3. I'm present in the final level of a Paper Mario game that takes place in the bar level from Guitar Hero. I am playing bass in the background, but when the final boss shows up I start to interact in the Paper Mario world. My dialogue is extremely cocky as I fight rather poorly, but as people criticize me I say I'm roleplaying. Another band leaves in fear and I insult them, leading to one of their members and I exchanging insults. He ends up kicking me in the face, which loosens the glasses I'm wearing.

4. I am watching a dinner show at the Dollywood theme park. Each guest is given a light gun to interact with the show as it goes on. As the show starts, the main character boasts how presidents (Bush father and son) and other dignitaries love it. The seats then move backwards to proper viewing distance for a massive screen, where a trippy music video appears. In the video, a redneck pharmacist has placed the world in a stupor by distributing colorful pills in colored Solo cups. The audience seems to enter the music video, and there's a crowd marching single-file through a large mansion.

At this point, I remember the main character declaring that the whole thing is a dream, and I feel a mild awareness for the rest of the scene. However, I don't feel any control and the faintest of physical sensations, so I'm not counting it as a true lucid. For some reason, I know my name is Vincent in the dream, and my body has split into several selves. One looks like the waking me, but several are burly black men and one is a golden robot. I feel pulled away from the march through the mansion, and my other selves go exploring with me. The robot leads the way to a golden cabinet, where I see a camera and a cell phone. Out of the corner of my eye I develop an X-ray vision and see the two objects go down a shelf in the cabinet. I know that to go further into the mansion, I have to move the objects myself, as the vision was an illusion.