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Non-Lucid

16-08-10

1: My friend Kaiser has an opinion about the most effective way to get water out of a bottle that keeps collapsing in on itself (in reality this should empty the bottle very quickly, but it didn't) and he suggests using a straw to get more air in.

Shift to a scene of Mickey Mouse and Goofy in an industrial kitchen. They are walking merrily around until they find Peg Leg Pete under the table and become scared. It seems like Pete is scared too. Mickey and Goofy run off and hide. Goofy in a cupboard under the kitchen table and Mickey behind a Cleaver. They both become completely square and flat, which results in them rolling themselves in some dough to become cakes. Later the phone rings and it is the chef who is supposed to participate in a contest on baking cakes, but since he has been unable to practice he asks Mickey and Goofy to do it for him. They accept (somehow being back to their 3D selves). I wake up ready for my failed WILD attempt.

Post WILD attempt.

2: I was being escorted by an old friend from kinder garden Simon Olrik, he was driving around in a limo. We were driving through town and there were many speed bumps, somehow I was meant to be delivered to the government or some secret organisation. I decided to steal the limo and drive towards my family's home in Hornslet. The getaway was a bumpy ride in more ways than one, the people on the street kept, unintentionally, putting obstacles on the speed bumps. This included shopping cards, cardboard boxes and other things. I knew the people would get out of the way so I just ran the limo into all of these obstacles, although sometimes it got pretty rough I never hit people. I drove home and a lot of towels were placed in the bathroom as if they had just been washed. The sink was filled with soapy water, but I emptied this in order to get to brush my teeth. Saying that to begin with I just opened the water and kept filling the sink more. But I realised I was using my old toothbrush and the new one was lying right beside it, so it was when I switched the toothbrush I decided to pull the plug. I noticed my movement wasn't as fluid as normal, and I should probably kill myself for not checking further on my hand seeing as it was well within my visual field. I went outside and my parents were talking to my neighbour about young couples, they were also talking about an old flame of mine I dated for about 3 months, mentioning that she was still single. The topic of conversation was if they believed in change in people and if people could find back together. I ignored this conversation and remembered Simon I had left in town, so I went to pick him up. I somewhat apologised for stealing the limo although I didn't really feel guilty, he was, you know, trying to hand me over. He didn't hold a grudge, but asked me how I had driven the limo since the front was dented and fragile now. For this I refused to apologise. I recall no more

3: I was in a strange building comprised of many levels, with water slides connecting the various floors. I was being dressed up as a clown to pretend to be a mascot for a motor cross race or similar. The building was both placed within the track but also in a forest. The area where the motor sports would take place was called Road Tracks + and I started to recognise this building as I continuously ventured to the top of it from the inside using the water slides (I was walking up the slides, not sliding up). In order to get into the building I had to climb some dirt hill under a roof coming out of the dirt hill and I got to recognise this path up. The reason I was being dressed up as a mascot was so we could get another mascot on the track to infiltrate the people running the show. This was achieved by letting the original mascot enter the tracks, then being run over by a donkey card and holding on to the card from underneath which would then allow me to take his spot.

At one point I was at the top of the building with the water slides and the final slide led out over the edge of the building. I walked down there and checked out the fall which was a long one, but I somehow knew I could slow my fall so it wouldn't hurt. I did this and the second time I tried it I had called some people that were part of our secret operation to prove it. This time I decided to take the water slide and to my amazement a raven was doing this water slide for fun. I looked at it and it at me and I knew that if only I just took the water slide it wouldn't fly away because it could see that we were just sharing the fun. So going down the water slide seeing the ledge, I started panicking because I had had the idea that it would be possible to make the jump without slowing the fall. However I was too afraid of this so I grabbed the rails next to the water slide to prepare myself to slow the fall. And I landed safe.

There is a shift in the dream and although I am still in an outfit, it is more shamanistic and I am suppose to summon good morale and spirit for a pretend war coming up. So I walk in the field and wake up the men. Some are old friends of mine from earlier states in life it is sunny and the people are lying around on the grass, in trucks or tents, very varied sleeping arrangements. I pretend to do a rain dance and I hear someone saying “who is doing a rain dance? I don't wanna stand next to him” The people catch on to the jolly show I am putting on and a good atmosphere arise.

Fragment: I am talking with Lindsey (friend from my time in England) regarding my knowledge on plant life and we walk next to a stream as I identify plants that are edible. She seems more pre-occupied with the pretty plants though.

I am at the Pyramids. There is some black goo covering everything. I try to burn it up. Not much happens. I try to vacuum it. Not much either. Something knocks me into a portal. I am getting knocked back through a wormhole. The thing is trying to steer me toward some world where it has lots of power. Whatever this thing is, FUCK IT. I steer to the Moon.

I come flying out of a portal on the Moon. I grab this thing and throw it off of me. It's a dark demon version of me, with two dragons on its shoulders.

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Who the fuck are you?

Deathgawn, bitch. I am an aspect of you.

Right. You must be a version of me in another dimension.

Is there a difference?

Why don't you tell me?

We rush at each other. My angel helmet is humming loudly. I summon all my swords: The Budgie Blade, the Moon Blade, and the Witchblade and merge them into one. I summon my two small dragons, Skyfire and Rainstorm to perch on my shoulders. The witchblade forms armor over my body. I hit my centipede disk, and silver centipedes come out of the disk on my chest, and cover my body.

Our swords clash as we collide. Suddenly, I am outer space, meditating next to Deathgawn. He looks at me and grins. We are both transparent like ghosts.

We watch or dream body selves battle on the Moon.

What the hell are we now?

We are in astral, Nomad.

Suddenly I am back on the Moon. My sword is at Deathgawn's throat. I demand he tell me who he is. He begins to suck me into his chest... We end up merging.

For some reason, I feel like I have water in my ear. I teleport inside the Biodome.

Oh, hey Nomad! says Raven. You....okay? You look a little strange.

I just need to.... sit.

I sit by the koi pond on the park bench. I look at the mirror. I see scenes of what's going on in the City of Nowhere.

Raven gives me a glass of water and some fruit. I change the water to pomegranate juice. Mm... feel better.

Let's plant that tree!

Where?

Right here! Near the mirror.

I always forget about the mirror, because I always watch the fish.

I know.

We dig a hole in the ground. I drop a large seed in it. Raven drops... an apple pie?

An apple pie? Really?

We both laugh. We sprinkle some fairy dust we have in little pouches from Pixy, then cover it with dirt. A tree springs up.

It has mango-apple pies hanging from it. We pick the pies. They are heavenly!

Now let's go have an RPG adventure with Tigress.

You rang?

She steps out from the trees. She is a tall knight in white and gold armor. Allison? You're a man.

Yes?

Raven laughs and creates a portal. We go through.

On the other side, Raven and I are assassins in white. Here the dream diverges...

I start dreaming a second dream very similar to the first, but it's a mythical feudal Japan.

A bunch of goblins pop up from bushes and attack us. I teleport around, and stab them in the back. I see Raven doing flips, and attacking with something like a spear with a long blade. Tigress is using a claymore, spinning around and cutting them in half. They run away. Tigress laughs.

We summon horses and ride to Silverwolf's house. Pixy answers the door.

"Hi everyone! Well, she's busy making stew, but come in."

Pixy winks at me, and smacks my ass as I walk in. I give her a quick kiss. Silverwolf is running around. "oh, oh! Guests! You haven't visited for a long time. Welcome to my cottage!"

"Aw, I've missed coming here, Silverwolf."

She blushes and sets down bowls of soup in front of us. "Beast stew! Oh, wait, you're a vegetarian, Nomad?"

"Not in dreams."

She also serves us cherry beer.

"WOW THIS IS DELICIOUS."

The five of us sit around the table and talk. Tigress says she wants to acquire a special jewel for her sword. It's turquoise in color, yet, transparent. It has to do with water and cold magic mainly: Freezing. The Glacier's Heart, is what it's called. Silverwolf gives us Energy Bars.

She tells us to eat these on our journey, and it will give us energy for battle. I tell her thanks for all the empowerments.

(cont'd)

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

I think I'm going through another lucid dryspell. Every time I got lucid over the past week, the levels were low and it didn't last very long.

I was the hallway of my house; it was around twenty feet long and around five feet wide, and the lights were very dim, as if they were off but not quite. I walked to the bathroom on the right side of the hallway and once I got to the door, I flicked the light switch. Nothing happened, and I tried again but got the same result.

At that moment, I became lucid but made no exclamation or felt any rush of awareness. I knew if I expected the lights to turn on, though, that they would, so I thought about that when I flicked the switch again. They flickered dimly a few times after I did that, but afterwards they stayed on. I walked into the bathroom which had a long, dark granite countertop and two white sinks, the toilet was on the end of the counter against the wall with a few magazines beside it on the floor. I looked at myself in the mirror; I looked the same but I had bags under my eyes as if I were very tired, although I didn't feel that way at all.

I heard scuffling coming from the hall, so I looked from where I was standing into the dark hallway. There was no more dim illumination coming from it, instead it was pitch-black this time. I walked over to the door and thought, if there's something in the hallway, come out now. I was still slightly lucid and knew that if I got scared, the dream wouldn't end well.

By then, I lost my lucidity. I looked down the hallway, trying to focus on something in the darkness. It suddenly raced at my foot, dabbed it, and backed up, almost as if it were playing cat and mouse. "Come here," I told it nicely. It appeared at my feet again, but I was back in the bathroom this time, so the light hit it. It was a dragon, a little bigger than a cat, and it looked like Toothless from the film How to Train Your Dragon, but its nose was more pointed and it had a navy sheen to it. Its scales were so small you couldn't see them.

I ignored the dragon and closed the bathroom door, looking around a bit before opening the pale yellow fabric curtains of the shower, on the wall opposite the countertop. I heard something fall in the corner of the bathroom behind me, on the counter, and spun around to see a brand-new lamp that appeared. It was a tall single-bulb lamp that rose directly from the countertop and ended a few feet from the ceiling. On top of it was another dragon; it looked the same as the one before but it had no wings, and so it resembled a salamander more than anything.

It scurried down the lamp, twirling around it, and landed on the floor. I picked it up, and it must have weighed a good ten pounds or so.

I fell asleep trying to AP around 8:30 pm. I was way too tired from bodysurfing. I woke up at 2:22 am. I can't remember shit.

I think the key to WILD's and AP is to fall asleep slowly.

I became lucid twice but woke up immediately

I'm travelling somewhere by elephant. Then we're walking on some narrow pathways. We're at the cave churches in Cairo and I'm giving a tour. G was there.

Late morning nap:

I went to have a nap with the intention of trying to WILD. I lay still for more than an hour - no SP . Eventually I just went to sleep. I dreamt that I heard my wife coming home with the kids from school. My daughter came into the room to wake me for lunch. I pretended to sleep and she was pinching my face and stuff. I woke up for real. I did the FILD technique and literally felt something happen in my mouth when I transitioned. I slowly did a nose RC with my dream eyes closed and I could breathe I lay still for awhile trying to calm down. Eventually I slid out of bed there was a moment when I almost lost it cause I could feel my real legs. I remembered the TOTM and immediately went over to the dresser and started looking for colorful objects. I picked up a small bottle with it's lid painted red (I think it was a lip stick bottle) and two female deodorant cans one with a blue lid and one with a yellow lid. I was super happy but when I looked at my objects the yellow lid had turned to green and I panicked. I rummaged through all the items on the dresser and found a glass bowl with a yellow glass lid that was slightly transparent. Happy with that I headed over to the window to either teleport or just go outside, I was planning to find some unicorns. As I approached the window I started loosing the dream. I spun around slowly and felt the wooden cupboard door. It helped and I decided not to go outside but to go and see what my family DCs were up to as I got to my bedroom door I woke up.

12/08

Something about the fundraisers I'm organizing for a trip some young people are going on. Phone call with pastor from Bikers Church about details of fundraiser.

Something about a guy coming for biltong

Dads birthday. Beer and biltong ( google it ) Grandpa - cricket. Sharks are playing rugby against Griquas. Jean Deysel and Juan Smith and Kabamba Floors are in the house. I try to speak to Jean but can't speak (something to do with breathing). Meagan is in the dream.

13/08

I'm travelling of the Kimberley yacht club road with Janet. She is having financial problems and is basically asking me for money. I tell her I can't help her. I'm showering next to the road (in a shower that just happens to be there). P and a lady are walking on the other side. I get out the shower and I'm suddenly looking for a place to get dressed, I go in a cave and suddenly it turns into a warehouse - there are lots of teenagers there we're planning on camping there. There is a trampoline and tents. Piet is in a small office working on a PC. Their are broken forklifts in the warehouse and some working ones. A giant crane/machine comes to life and at first is just randomly dangerous but then it tries to kill us by spinning stuff that we have to jump over and dodge. It turns in to a person and I try to explain that we have permission to be here.

14/08

Walking over a bridge at night
Golf balls in the mud

15/08

Running an event. B and co involved. Event involves dancing and music. B and co supposed to be helping. D is also involved and organises some expensive socks to give away - I get a pink pair . i go to P in an old bathroom attached to a theatre like room. B and co are there I call them down to talk to them and try to finnish p'ing before they get there (I didn't wet the bed which is always a good thing). I eventually get to talk to them and some lady who has higher authority than me is backing me up.

Oh yeah. Last night I managed to not move and stay still twice (no dream though ). Not only that, two extremely vivid dreams.


Dream 1: I am in a place trying to increase my dream control. An old man, that seems to be my grandpa , is a kikass dude in dreams. He destroys stuff and I try to mimick him. But then another man, who is my father while not looking like my father, goes crazy. He tells us to stop, but we are both aware (yet not lucid) that we are dreaming and that nothing is real. In an epic move, pappy slows down time and tries to implant in his mind that its a dream by saying "Ca va revenir...Ca va revenir" French for: It will come back (like when im waking up). He also does something with a tall can of peas, reconstruct it maybe? Then I try to do the same move and fail miserably.

Dream 2: Im in class and sitting in the back. Next to me is Valerie. I open my science book and browse through. The teacher starts talking about how Nicolas is nice. I dont really pay attention, im watching the images of my book. But then she talks to me and says the time to pass out books is over. I didnt hear that we had to pass down our books to the person next to u so a girl in the back would get one.

Times out

Countdown: 14 Nights

PART 1 - STUCK LIVING WITH CEE

Cee is living at my current location...

She is outside, at the end of the driveway. I go up and say "hi," in a confident charming way, even though I'm only at my current level of fitness... but then I change my mind, think it was a mistake and that I should wait until I'm more prepared, and run off down street (opposite of work direction.)

At night, I watch from outside as Herm (internet fitness personality) breaks in through a window...

I realize I have no choice and have to go back home, since I live there too and need a place to stay. I return but try to avoid Cee as much as possible, try to keep interactions "short and sweet."

She asks how I got there, I say public transport (lie.) She asks if the driver checked out my teeth for some reason, which throws me off slightly. I laugh and say, "not that I know of."

ANALYSIS

Gah. I finally went a day yesterday managing not to think of them that much, and then I have a big dream about them.

Her living here - possibly a metaphor for how she is so deeply ingrained as to be fundamentally a part of myself.

Watching from outside - kind of like, uh, stalking.

Herm break in - possibly the archetype for "douchebag" in my mind, reflection of jealousy, worry over other guy "breaking in."

Forced return - possibly represents the idea that there's nowhere else I can go, she is home. No matter how nice anywhere else is, it's just not the same, it's not "home."

Keep distance, short and sweet - sort of the pattern that always was... I didn't feel like I was up to my own standards, so I have to carefully edit her impression of me in a positive light.

Lie trip up - possibly a reflection of my guilt at not being completely honest.

...She said with tender voice "I'll let you fuck me if you want". I got quite impressed by those words! I never thought she would ever use that exact word... I was pretty happy (and some sort of proud) to hear that, despite the rough way to say it... But predominantly I was sad. 'Bout what? I don't know. But I already conveyed that emotion, that image of me. Not even I was intended to prove it false when actually it wasn't, partially...

She hugged me and I exploded in joy, and instantly it faded into concern. Concern of annoying her with the actions I was thinking to make. I was going to tell her I didn't want to, and I did it, but she didn't care. Anyway I was still pretty concerned. I was going to reject her invitation but not her huggs and pettings. I also wanted to cuddle her, but softly... I told her to hold on 'cause these guys were calling me to watch them practice with their band in the room next to the corridor we were. The door was only 8 feet away. Even though I didn't want to ruin it I was doing it.

I watched the guy practice a song I liked very much (Detras De Tí), the intro, but played it crappily... They were me and other 3 guys seated in black cushioned sweet sixteen-party chairs set in a row like in a theater despite being only ~12 of them and the room being ~2m x 4m. One of the guys turned around at me and made with his head a sign he didn't like what he was playing. He was Sausage, the guy playing was Rolando, and the other guy was one I actually talk to a lot, the Tree Man. There was a 4th guy, I don't even knew who he was, I didn't even see it but acknowledged there was a 4th... Then I remembered she was out there waiting for me... I farewelled everyone and walked to the door impatient to see her. Fortunately she was there sit in the floor waiting for me...

There was some house with these rooms and I was throwing out rubbish out the window of a room where some girl lived. There were heaps of bags of rubbish outside, and it was so messy and there were flies and bugs everywhere.

I think in a similar area with rubbish bags, but in a factory, I was part of some group and we were hunting down some people. I was shooting people these bad people with a rifle and it was weird to aim, but it was pretty fun. It reminded me a bit of shooting with the bows and arrows off Minecraft.

In another bit we were sitting around in a group (I am not sure who I was with), and somehow there was a screen and it displayed songs from Thrice's album The Artist in the Ambulance. I was like "yeah let's listen to it!", and we played a song and I was like "what the hell is this!?" because it was all slow and distorted and stuff. But then I played the song before the one we listened to on the list, and I was like "nah actually it's kinda cool and I think it's supposed to be like this, but it's just a bit slowed down."

This is incredibly frustrating.. The only thing I remember from dreaming last night was that I was telling someone all about lucid dreaming and how cool it was! Moving on to the next frag, I was speaking to an older lady who was wearing a white, floral print dress, a very 1950's style hat with a white veil and white lace gloves. She had shortish curly brown hair.

Grrr... how could I tell someone in my dream about lucid dreaming and not realise that I mysely was dreaming!

I go out hunting in a more or less desolate canyon. I try for a round or two to shoot some fish. (I don’t know why I just have a thing for killing fish abnormally.)
*fade to black “one more bullet” I said and I go farther in the canyon.*fade to dream*
Then I find a huge rhino so I slowly walk quietly a few steps. And I run up and down some slopes trying to confuse it then a drop straight down about 6-7 feat so I jump to the left with the rhino right on my tail take out climbing equipment and hook myself loosely into the wall, and as soon as the rhino charges me I jump continue my run, I scramble into the river I hear I big splash from the rhino, feel warmth and I wake up scrambling for the computer trying to write it down.

((Well, it's official. I've finally had a Winx Club dream, though for some reason, I've found I can never fly correctly unless I'm lucid. Sometimes in dreams when I'm "running" away from something or the like, I manage to nudge myself a little higher, but eh. Maybe I can work on becoming more and more lucid. ))

This was more of a dream fragment than anything, but I remember one of the fairies was zipping about, looking pleased and happy with herself because she was just all that and a bag of chips. I asked her if she'd show me how to transform and use my magic, but she stuck her nose up at me and just basically said, "I don't have the time to waste on you."

I got angry, and stormed off, determined to show her I could do it all on my own - and be even better than she was. So I closed my eyes and I concentrated really, really hard, and this power came exploding up out of nowhere, encompassing me and indeed triggering a transformation. My hair was waist-length and pinned back, my body covered by a deep amethyst-colored dress of sorts. Except I didn't have the wings. The girl laughed at me, telling me I looked ridiculous without wings.

So I proved to her I could have them.

I did this by jumping off a cliff, telling myself I could fly.

The wings sprouted from my backside, an even darker color than my dress and looking just like spun sugar. I did try to fly - and I succeeded after a try or two, but I was fluttering back to the ground before I knew it, having exhausted my new wings and I was immensely tired. I woke up.

15.08.2010

Waterless toilets. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I guess my subconscious is assimilating all the changes in my business. This was a better night, not to my average but getting closer. Four dreams.

Fourth:

I had to visit a sunglass store and make sure everything was OK. The employee gave me directions in how to go to the restroom. He provided no advice about the sunglasses.

I went to the restroom. It was very dirty and it had a very unpleasant odor. One of the toilets was clogged. There was an old woman and she had no clue how the waterless toilets worked (those were the toilets they had at this restroom)

The old lady though that there was a dog inside the toilet who took care of the cleaning. While I was in the restroom, I saw my dad with his helmet who came from work.

The scenery changed and I was in the street. I heard a voice that said something about a guy. Two folks came out from a taxi. They were smiling and looked evil. A third character came out of this taxi. She wore a hat and these two guys pulled it from her head. I woke up.

Missed dream Signs:
- The entire dream had no sense at all.

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

01/26/2010
I'm in my room when I hear a noise.
I go down stairs to find a girl next to the movies strapped to the corner by spider web, I try to get her out but the girl starts flashing.
I go down stairs grab my bb gun.
Down comes a zombie (via staircase) I shoot it in the foot and run (I’m in the lair) I die.

Dream starts over, except! I shoot it in the foot and I kill it (shoot it again).
It turns into Dawson! he hides, same thing happens with another zombie (it doesn’t turn into anyone).
Dawson goes to grab the sludge hammer, and gets in perfect position.
Down comes another except it dies in one hit, down comes another, but I almost shoot Shaun in the foot (it was Shaun that came down, not a zombie).
Next Amelia comes down (I don’t shoot because she was talking so I know its her). And she says that someone’s crying.

We go up stairs.
Elijah scairs me.
It turns out to be the girl earlier (the one by the movies) we cut her out of the web (it's double layered.

…and then the loc-ness monster eats someone in the river.



The End