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Last night I again failed to gain lucidity due to a failed WBTB attempt and evidently zero ability to see dreamsigns. Damn it.

To start, I was with a girl. She's someone I used to be really good friends with when I went to school with her my sophomore year before I moved schools again, and we almost hooked up several times, so that was on both our minds as we interacted in the dream. I hung out with her a few days ago when I was visiting where she lives, so I assume that's why she showed up in-dream. I remember we were trying to find some privacy so we could have sex essentially, but my mom was talking to us downstairs in a house we used to live in, but surprisingly not the house we lived in when I went to school with this girl (whom we'll call "LN"). LN and I finally manage to get away from my mother, and when I stand up from the couch I realize my yellow underwear are around my ankles. My mom looks at me funny, and it's as though she knows that I'm about to go upstairs with LN and do something. She doesn't say anything though and I just pull them up around my waist and LN and I start walking up the stairs. I hear her mention something about my current girlfriend as we make our way upstairs (who is not LN, in case you were wondering), and I feel guilty for a moment, but continue on. It's then that things get crazy.

LN grabs a condom from her bag (which is, oddly enough, the clearest looking object of the dream) and we head over to my room. For some reason the upstairs of this house now looks like a totally different house we used to live in, my childhood home. We walk over to my room and suddenly I see through the window my cousin walking up to the door. What's different about him now is that he has a huge beard and really long hair though, which is another dreamsign I didn't pay much attention to. I suddenly forget all about LN and walk over to the door, and as he opens it I say "Son of a bitch!" and wrap my arms around him in a hug, evidently because I haven't seen him in a while (which is true, at least). He walks in sheepishly and sets his bag down. I remember back to an earlier dream that night which involved me discussing with my grandmother why my cousin's mom married my uncle (who isn't my cousin's biological father). She kept saying that it was only for my cousin, so that he could have a normal life.

Night falls suddenly. There are now tons of people outside my house (the house that I originally thought it was is on seven and a half acres of land, so there's a huge party going on down there). I look at LN apologetically, still really wanting to just go to bed with her, but I walk outside to check it out. There are tables set up everywhere with music and food. There are also rows of folding chairs, among which LN sits down with a girl that I recognize from my high school. Apart from her though I recognize no one else in the crowd and soon hear word that this is a high school graduation celebration of sorts for Logan Neutral High School, which definitely doesn't exist. I walk around for a while, watching as students give presentations about their favorite teachers on a huge stage with an equally huge projector. I suddenly run into a girl that I used to know (and sort of be interested in) named RS. She gives me a hug and I put my arms around her waist, feeling how much thinner she feels compared to when we were younger but realizing she also still has some love handles on her. We talk for a while, about what I don't remember, still hugging, and I worry for a moment that LN will see me and become jealous.

Later I see a really huge African American girl with boobs hanging out of her shirt for some reason. Then, for whatever reason, I see a kid three years younger than me that I played with in the band at MY high school that I'm friends with and walk up to him.

"Who planned this party?" I ask.

"Mrs. B******," he responds. Mrs. B happens to be my best friend's girlfriend's mom.

"Son of a bitch," I say, but then I realize that Mrs. B is standing right next to me. I pretend not to see her and walk away. I see LN sitting and talking in the row of folding chairs, and she calls out to me.

"Hey look, I just got braces," she says, showing me her teeth. I see braces there and try not to be shallow, and still wanting very much to have sex with her, but my face must look disappointed because she laughs and smiles wider, and suddenly the braces are gone. I now see braces on her fingernails. My hope is replenished for eventually getting with her, but suddenly I find myself in a train car and LN isn't there. I know it's a train car because there are seats like in a train car, but it doesn't appear that we are moving. It's almost like we're hanging inside from the very high ceiling of some building.

I look down and out the window and see what appears to be a sitting area with several nice cushy chairs and some flat screen TVs mounted on the wall. I hear a voice that says, "This is Logan Neutral High School," and I look over to see a fairly attractive young girl sitting in one of the train seats with a guy whose face I don't remember. I quickly look back at the sitting area below, afraid the train will start moving before I can see it again, then realize I recognize the sitting area. I tell the girl that I've been here before for a marching band competition, even though now that I'm awake I know there's no such place. The last thing I remember seeing is her face--long brown hair, sort of wavy, framing a face of the purest complexion with eyes dark as night.

I really need to identify dreamsigns.

I had pretty good recall last night... just no lucids.

Dream 1:

I had a dream that my dad entered into a contest to win two Alienware M15x and won. I remember being really excited but asked him why he did that (We both already have an M11x IWL). I also remember feeling the texture of the sides of the computer, etc...

Dream 2 (**Possibly Shared**):

This dream was quite strange... I was captured by terrorists and they put me into this training camp for some reason. They put me into this place where there was other people my age, and we all had pistols. We were instructed to shoot at each other, I shot all the rounds in my clip, and then I got shot in the head with a bullet. Apparently, the bullet must of not gone through my skull for some reason. (My Dream Self must have a thick skull ) Anyway, after that happened in the dream I was thinking, "Oh shit, I got shot in the head! But why didn't it kill me?" I SHOULD of done a reality check after that, but no... I didn't. The next thing I remember seeing is my dad for some reason walking around talking to terrorists. After that, my attention was dragged back to the instructor, who gave me another clip of ammo for my pistol, he then instructed us to shoot at each other. I again, depleted my clip, and got shot in the head. I remember a slomo shot just for like 1 second of the bullet coming towards me. I got knocked over this time, but it still didn't kill me. The last thing that I remember about this dream is my dad doing something to my head which raised the blood pressure to cause the bullets to pop out of my skull the way that they entered. When he did this in the dream I lost my vision for a second, and felt pressure in my head. Next I felt the bullets pop out and clatter to the ground while feeling warm blood trickle down my face.

Dream 3 (**Possibly Shared**):

I had a dream where I was playing Halo with my best friend IWL. He is Mynden on these forums. IWL, he has only beat me like 2-3 times ever, and this didn't change in the dream . The first thing that happened was apparently we were playing Reach because I kept assassinating him the way that you do in Reach. The dream didn't feel like you were playing Halo, more of actually being your person. So for awhile that's all we did, talk smack, and I kept killing him. Anyway after awhile something happened that scared me and him, there was a strange dot on my radar in game, it wasn't a solid dot like usual, it was a swirly, non solid dot that was red, signifying it was hostile. In the dream, I asked Mynden if he saw that same thing and he said he did. I used my radar to find where this thing was, and I found it. When it saw me it started to run away, down into a place I have never seen in any Halo map. There was this gravity lift that was a purplish color, built into a wall, the ghostly thing went down into it, and I followed. When I got into the gravity lift, I looked down, and there was this big black entity that had a bunch of black spheres inside of it. I got the idea that the spheres were spirits. I reached down and tried to grab one of the spheres inside of the entity, but I couldn't. The next thing I remember is the dream setting changing, the gravity lift was still there, Mynden was gone, and the entity was still there. But below us was an ocean, and a base that was under attack in the ocean. It seemed like every time someone died in the battle below us another black sphere would go inside of the entity. I floated down from the place and went to the ground. I was completely ignored in the battle for some reason, and the last thing I remember from the dream is a nuclear, or some massive, explosion going off into the base while I was right next to it, probably ending this entire battle by killing everyone.

These next two dreams are really fragmented.

Dream 4:

Before going to bed, I was talking to someone that I Role Play with on World of Warcraft about possibly attempting to induce a dream where I was my troll character or was with both of our troll characters (Our chars are sisters). The reason for this is to see what we could develop out our characters from my dream state. As for the dream, I don't really remember anything about it other than I was either my character, or I was with my character doing something.

Dream 5:

This dream is the most vague of all of the dreams I recalled last night, and it's probably because I have spent so much energy remember all of the other ones, because I had a good idea of all of these dreams the moment after I had them, but not so much when I went to go write them down. Now that I go to write down this dream... I honestly do not remember it anymore.

Woke up this morning not remembering much more than a few bits and pieces from my dreams. Kind of a let down.

8.6.10
I was playing some version of a Mario Kart game.. Rather, I was in the game, and the track was intense. There was one section where I went down a tube and started spinning intensely, like a crazy water slide. Next thing I remember, I'm outside the game, playing with my cousin. Then we're in the game again, only this time it's a version of Halo. We were the covenant, attacking Earth. Our weapons sucked, and it wasn't really like Halo at all. We attacked a grocery store or something like that.. No, it was a building with elevators and lobbies, but we went in a section of the building that was like a grocery store. I remember thinking, "press Y to change weapons," then looking down at my gun and feeling a button on the shaft where Y would be on the controller. I pressed the button and my gun changed.

I also remember using B to melee an enemy, but then instead of hitting B again to melee, I simply swung my gun at him. It was like I wasn't confined to the video game button system; even though using the buttons worked, I could still do whatever I wanted.

That's really all I remember. Maybe video games are a dream sign.. Quite often I'm either playing a game, or in a game, in my dreams.

At first I was at home, or something like that. Maybe I was at a cottage or something, but I was with my mom. I held a red thermos in my hand, which was filled with cold pink lemonade. The stuff was pleasantly sweet with a hint of tartness.

Then my mom decided that we had to go to another continent; I think it was Europe or Asia or something. We had just gotten off the plane, and were standing on a street. Then we went to some wedding party, and I was with my class. There were only about 6 of us, and we all wore red shirts. We had to set up something for the bride; when the music started playing, we would then all follow her. We were also supposed to put on these white veils, but I was too late to get one from the storage room in that gym, and so I had none. I feared I would be scolded for lacking one. But then I realized that the rest of the class was here too, and only the few that had gotten the veils adorned them.

Somehow this turned into me and KA playing a game, or something. There was pasta and pasta sauce, and I started making it. Then there was some other food, and I wondered what it would taste like with the pasta sauce. I told KA and she said she had been thinking the same thing. I shrugged and decided to try it; it was quite nasty.

And then I was outside again on the sidewalk, walking hastily to where we had come to meet my mom. Apparently we were going home. As I did so I drank from the thermos. I had topped it off before with water and coffee apparently, and so I tasted each layer of flavor: first the coffee, then the water, and finally the succulent lemonade.

In the next dream I was at some sort of beach area. My mother told me that we had just come from my school and now we were going to walk down this place to the end to meet the heir and then walk back.
"Heir or mayor?" I asked.
"The heir," she replied.
"The heir of what?"
"The cottage."

I said something along the likes of the cottage not being worth it, but we kept on walking.

The place had random pools and random water everywhere. There was some ditch in a hill that held a pool, water randomly flooding some parts of the road, and a vast lake to the left. The water was absolutely beautiful. It was a rich, bright, green-hinted blue, and ever so clear.

Somehow I had my purple bikini on. I walked around like this not caring. I also had a shirt, a pair of goggles, and a bike helmet on. Some guy riding a motorcycle raced past us and whistled at me. I then took the shirt, which suddenly turned longer, and let it cover me. But yet two other people whistled at me, even in the long black shirt and my bike helmet and goggles.

I later felt the helmet on my head and decided it must look pretty stupid since I wasn't riding a bike. I took it off, but fumbled with it for a good minute. Then I took my goggles off, and realized that my helmet was magically on my head again. I struggled with all this stuff, and at the same time tried to pour a bucket of water over my head. I felt the water push the goggles down on my eyes; it hurt a fair bit. But finally all the stuff was off, and I held all of it in my hands. The dream ended there.

I can't really remember these two dreams in vast detail, like I hoped, but I can remember a decent amount. I remember two dream fragments:

#1: I was in some sort of foresty valley with a bunch of other people to celebrate my friends wedding. My wife was there and so were my other friends. It was Whitneys wedding we were celebrating. I remember seeing Whitney in pretty vivid detail and Brian as well. Then for whatever reason I'm walking through the middle of nowhere, still at this wedding, to another town to use the bathroom. Gotta love dream logic. And then, for whatever reason, the fighting begins. Inspired by Dragonball I, for no reason whatsoever, have to begin fighting my relatives in Dragonball style. But for some reason my relative is Tien from DBZ. So we start fighting and I remember throwing energy blasts at him and I seem to hold my own pretty well. For whatever reason another person joins the fight and I remember vividly trying to perform my kamehameha attack but nothing comes out of my palms. However, Tien still stumbles backwards as if hit by energy. It was a really cool feeling. I also remember sneaking into a small house, crawling past a small bedroom with a TV and a video game on, to go use the bathroom. But I couldn't find the bathroom and, from one of the darker closets, a cousin of mine grabs me and scares the crap outta me.

#2: And now I'm in some giant kind of superstore stocking shelves. Mike, my buddy from work, is there too. We're both working hard. I remember Jason and David, the owners of the company I work for, being there as well. For whatever reason I have to go out of the store and down to a ditch where there is a big pump moving water. So I get down there and there the pump is. It is blue and rectangular and sitting inside of a box which is in the water. However; the box only has three sides. No fourth side. I remember this sorta making me extremely confused. Because, without the right wall of the box, how is the water staying in there? I shoulda done an RC because I'm pretty sure I would have become lucid if I thought about it. My confusion, even though the dream isn't that vivid to me, was really strong and I remember it VERY clearly. So anyways I fiddle around with the pump by moving it around. I'm afraid of the water getting low and the pump sucking up air and dying (gotta love it when your work invades your dreams). So I move it outta the box and higher up this muddy slope. It begins to pull less water. OK. So I move it back down towards the box and suddenly it's shooting all of that water again. It's at this point, while fiddling with the box and pump, that I see two gold coins just sitting in the mud. I pick them up. My first thought is: I should give these to Leah to show her dad (who is a coin collector). I look at the coins closer and see that they look similar to the 2010 US pennies at one side (with the flag like shield) and on the other side is a pair of large trees that cross at the very top and in the middle is a couple of giraffe standing in some tall grass. I think to myself: "These coins must be currency in Africa!" And then I'm walking back into the "superstore" to show them off.

Whew! For two "fragments" I sure did remember quite a bit. I love it when that happens. I think that, with my new routine, I'm going to be making great progress. Last night I forgot to do my meditation/mantra but I did the rest all day. Today should be more effective, I think, because I was up too late last night.

06.08.2010

Who's That Celebrity? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My dad was in my grandpa's bathroom with some person and me, trying to figure out who certain celebrity was. I think she had some connection to the hooker in my previous dream. Anyway, I took out my labtop from my pocket, I started to search up this celebrity. She had blonde hair. I went on Facebook, and sent my dad a link to the last movie the celebrity was in. I told him I made a mistake, and sent a link on Marie Boone (Is she real? I don't know.). I then sent the link of the correct celebrity. Her last name began with a C. The dream ended.

I had a False Awakening. I woke up in my room, and I think my clock was blank. No, I didn't look at my clock. I thought I saw some bug on my pillow. Normally, I would freak out, no matter how tired I am. All I did was flip over the pillow, and tried to fall back to sleep (although I was asleep).

06.08.2010

I really have no title. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at some airport. I was on some pathway at it, and the pathway was floating. I looked down off the pathway, and I saw a dead hooker. I think she looked like the magician's assistant on America's Got Talent. No, she isn't. Something is different. It was night time. I walked to the airport terminal, but I decided not to go in. I walked back down the path, and there was the hooker walking next to me, and her killer in front of me. I knew something was different about her. She had black hair, and she was African American. She even randomly told me.

The killer was black, too. He wore a jacket, and some hat. It was gray. At least, I think. It was dark, so I may be wrong. It could've been another color. The hat was made of leather. I decided to avenge the hooker, so I pushed the killer off of the path, and he died. She was shocked that I would do something like that. I told her that she had to do me a favor, and walk home with me, because I was afraid to walk home alone.

She said okay, as it was only three to four miles away. We walked, but didn't say much to her. The first two or three miled was fine. She was gone. I guess she ditched me. I was walking along the side of the building, where a creepy guy with an afro was following me. The building happened to be a gas station, that looked almost exactly like my Quick Chek. There was nothing in the store, except the stuff used to hold all of the food. It made me angry, so I went home.

I don't remember walking home. It was as if I appeared at home. I don't know what type of pants I was wearing, but I had a white shirt on. In fact, the five other people had a white shirt on to. I think four of them were girls, and one was a guy. We were in my kitchen, but my kitchen counter was gone. We had a ball, and decided to throw it to each other, but everyone had to throw it differently. I threw it normally to the first girl. She then kicked it to the next girl. The next girl had to throw it backwards to the guy.The guy then had to throw it lightly to the girl. I don't remember how she throws it to the last girl. Anyway, on the way back, the kicking girl somehow starts to run and seems to fall down the stairs, yet she is still running. It made me laugh.

this one was just a fragment. im standing in sand, im near the beach, surrounded by grey rocks on all sides. im talking to someone, theres several people there with me. thats all i remember unfortunately.

no its not as bad as the title sounds . me and my sister were outside this building, i think we were looking for a place to sleep. on the other side of the building there was this open area where you could get a motel room. there was a rack with keys on it, made of concrete, the keys were brass colored. they all had numbers on them, but we chose number 13. but there was no one there to buy it from, i guess the motel was free lol. then, after a memory gap, its morning, and im sitting at a dining room table, although it was more like a folding card table. then some other people came in from the other side of the room, a family i think. they had this pet rat, it was about the size of a small cat lol, but it wasn't nasty looking, i actually liked it. i sat on the couch, and it jumped up and started sniffing me, putting its wet nose all over my face. i was laughing because it was tickling me . i was playing with it, i think one of the other people commented on how the rat took a liking to me. then, after yet another memory gap, im outside, near this tree, i think the rat is outside too, and im still playing with it.

lol this one sucked, until the end. like all of my other lucids lately, i cant remember how i got lucid, or even when. i do remember doing a finger through palm RC though. it was different from the other times i did them, i could actually feel the inside of my hand, even bone, and it didn't hurt, it was cool . i was inside a house, i think it was my grandmas old house. i was in a room, thinking of what to do, i was gonna go do some element bending, but then i remembered "dream guide!" and set off to find it. i remember walking toward a door, a bedroom door, thinking "well if its a "dream" guide, then it must be in a bedroom!" lol. i opened the door but no one was in there. so then i walked toward the bathroom, and told myself "my dream guide will be on the other side of the door". when i opened it, something weird happened. there was a bathrobe, leaning against the wall next to the shower, as though a person was just in it, and had disappeared. i was like "crap!" and walked out. i tried this several times, to no avail, until the last time i did it. when i opened the door, there was a small latino girl standing in front of some shelves, looking at me. she wasn't pretty, but i was like "thank GOD, are you my dream guide?". she said no.
lol i was so disappointed. i don't remember much of our conversation, she said something about my dream guide though, like "she couldn't make it" or something, gasping after, i don't think i was supposed to know what my dream guide was, like it was a surprise or something. i was like "she? sweet!" lol. i think thats all i remember

...but I can't remember it!
I vaguely remember spinning to change the scene in front of me, then I did it again. I think I could see a white place, then I woke up.

I thought to myself "Hmm... maybe I should write this down... Nah, too tired..."
I didn't really feel like getting up and turning on the light.

How do you get yourself up in the middle of the night?

I am an official DV Globalization member!

I have about 10 min to write stuff
Mom sees my journal. Alex sends me a screamer and I hide in stairs, Brother and Sister of Justine in food court, Sev shows me a trick called cerise, I talk with Catherine, what I think is Justine but actually its Jeanne makes out with a guy version of Amelie a werewolf, Justine snow suit casiers I leave stuff cus its not cold, the teacher is waiting for us outside, mom tells me I should have brought back all my stuff,

I'm leaving this evening to go to the beach, so I won't be posting here for at least a week. I hope to have plenty of dream adventures to record when I get back!

I love my dreams. ^^

1- Venting (aka: Annoying Younger Brother)
Steven has made me angry before, but never like this. And he actually has the nerve to attack me after what he did? I snap, kicking him in the groin repeatedly and then stomping on his face when he collapses to the floor. Blood everywhere, running out of his eyes, nose, mouth... Maybe I went a little overboard. ((Haha, and we were getting along so well yesterday. IRL he'd be able to beat me up.))

2- I Love the Dead
The dream starts with a game of Star Wars Battlefront. "We've gotta get a move on," I say to my brother, nudging the body of a recently killed Storm Trooper with my toe. "We've only killed three of their men so far, and there're eight hundred left! If we don't hurry, we're going to lose for sure!"

But as soon as we walk outside--- plot change! Now we're fighting zombies instead of the Empire. I prefer to use my sword, but Steven insists that my gun is the best choice. Whatever, he'd know best when it comes to things like this. We shoot down a ton of zombies as we make our way to a large building at the end of the road. Some of the zombies are actually quite conversational... But any zombie is better off dead.

Once inside the building, we are immediately surrounded by more mindless undead. Easy kills. It's the three "sane" ones we have to look out for. There's a young girl, fifteen at the most, and a couple of lovebirds. To my disgust, the girl vomits everywhere. "Nasty little thing," I mutter, putting a bullet through her head... At least, that's what I attempted to do. But the bullet turns to water as soon as it makes contact. What the...?

"The scent of my puke acts as a shield against bullets," she giggles.

"Oooh, can we get some of that shield?" her blond companion asks.

"Of course!" she breathes all over the tall blond zombie and her lover.

"That's just gross!" I say, drawing my sword and hacking at the teenage zombie. Damn, that shield is pretty tough. My sword, which should have beheaded the girl in a single blow, has embedded only about halfway through her neck.

"Hehe, that tickles!"

I end up only chopping one of her arms off before we're forced to run.

*time lapse*

Steven and I split up; I am now traveling with my friend Brigitte. We are having a conversation with a guy who would be gorgeous... if only he weren't a zombie. I end up fighting him, but it is only half-heartedly and mainly out of habit. About halfway through the fight we just sort of get tired of it and wander off.

A little bit later, that same zombie comes and rescues us from a bit of trouble with that loony zombie girl from earlier. Brigitte has an obvious fondness for the guy, and they suddenly start kissing.

Ugh, I don't know which is worse. Zombie puke, or kissing a zombie. Either way, I can't stop myself from singing some Alice Cooper:

I love the dead
Before they're cold
Their blueing flesh
For me to hold...

The two get annoyed with me and break it up. Brigitte and I leave.

We find a zombie "safe spot."

"Zombies don't like rows and rows of trees," Brigitte tells me. "We should be safe here."

But we're not, because one tree is missing. (One freaking tree!) In the place of where the tree is supposed to be is a small tv screen, which is allowing me to see what Brigitte's zombie and this dark haired zombie girl were discussing earlier. A rebellion?

The two of them walk up just as I am watching this, but I don't remember anything after that.

PART 1 - CF AND PAP

I'm with CF (an internet personality that I know of but have not spoken to), and some guy - tall, athletic, "alpha" stereotype... reminds me of a friend of a friend, Pap.

We're at "their" place at some points, or at my current residence at others - that whole weird dream merging effect.

At one point CF asks me to tell them something about them self. I respond that, "it would only be a guess... well, like, an educated guess."

They seem stumped and say they'll "have to think about that one."

There was a lot more but I can't remember...

ANALYSIS

I have no idea what would trigger the thought of CF. Haven't viewed their content or thought of them in a long time.

This scenario seemed like the stereotypical jock vs deep guy cliche.

- - -

PART 2 - LOOKING AFTER KID

I walk into my kitchen, expecting everything to be normal, but find this kid there - about 8 years old, boy, brown hair.

They're throwing a paper plane around (the nose is bent from crashing into things) and generally being a spazz.

I get the impression they have some high expectations of me because my brother has told them about me in an exaggerated way.

I ask where their parents are.

ANALYSIS

This may have been triggered by a kid who was spazzing at work. They didn't have a paper plane, but they were generally being loud and running about.

A manager at work, Mar, knew them somehow and tried to calm them down. I'd kind of acclimated to their noise and it faded into the background, I remember how quiet it suddenly seemed when they finally stopped.

Maybe when things "fade into the background," they're more likely to leave an impression on the subconscious? Maybe.