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23.07.2010

SGO and Dream Recall (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Definitely, not one of my best nights!!! I only recalled three dreams, but mostly fragments.

Second:

I was on my computer, doing some SGO stuff. My IRC client appeared to be working badly. For some unknown reason, I removed myself from a channel managed with the bot Chip. I was not able to rejoin this channel or register on it again. For some reason I forgot the name of the channel. A guy asked me if his work improved.

The scenary changed and I was talking with my wife about how to recall dreams and spot dream sigs. My wife told me, "Black horses with green dots" I asked her why that, I did not recognize it as a dream sign. She told me that I always dreamed with green stuff. She mentioned something about food for her own recall.

Missed dream signs:
- My wife recalling a dream sign. She does never remember her dreams.

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

I dreamed that we had gone to visit some family friends. It was a small house, and a small family that lived in it. They were a middle aged, married couple with two kids, a son, about 12, and a daughter, who was about 10. We took an elevator to their apartment. I was with my family. We were all pretty excited, for some reason, talking quite lively and not a hint of horror or pain.
As the elevator started climbing, I saw the door through which we had entered the little enclosed box below, and was replaced by a concrete wall. On each floor, there was a separate door to get out of the elevator. But between the floors, there was nothing to see but solid concrete. Our acquaintances' house was on floor 13. Yes. Floor Number 13, the unlucky one. I didn't find that the least significant, however. I remember, on the wall between the 12th and the 13th floors, I saw a dried out, but still distinguishable red liquid, that ran either down from up, or up from down on the the wall between the two floors. It was technically a vertical, horribly noticeable column of red liquid that ran the entire length of the wall. I found that odd, but didn't ponder upon it too much. The electronic display on the top of the elevator displayed 13, and we slowed down to a halt. The elevators door creaked open, by itself. I didn't find that odd, either, disregarding it as modern technology. There was only one apartment on this floor. I could see a door made of brown, polished wood, with golden handles. There was a little golden plate on the top portion of the door, which marked the number of the apartment. Guess which? You got it right, Apartment 13.
I suddenly became aware of an unpleasant feeling. It was the oddest thing I had ever felt. It was as if the temperature had suddenly dropped to zero. As if by stomach was fighting to digest something particularly nasty. I felt weird. That was not all. I could also sense someone, or perhaps something, standing right behind me. Only, I couldn't see, hear, or feel it. But I was pretty sure that there WAS something, something more sinister than bad luck, that resided on this floor.
My family was still blissfully unaware of the situation we were in. They didn't detect the slightest bit of change, nothing. They just talked merrily, each absorbed in his or her own discussion. I rang the bell, hoping that it would be better if we came inside. We could hear someone's hasty footsteps inside, and then a more heavy set of feet coming towards the door. As I waited in apprehension, the sound got louder. Finally, I heard a soft click, and saw the handle turn.
I saw a middle aged man, dressed in a white shirt, faded blue jeans, black, highly polished boots, and red sweater. It was the middle of July. How THE hell can this man wear a sweater in such hot weather? Then again, it was not at all impossible given the chilly atmosphere around me. He was wearing a ring on his hand, a black diamond set in platinum. I could sense nothing weird, or nothing evil about this man. He looked, and felt normal.
He greeted us warmly, shaking hands with each of us. He then invited us to the living room, where a cozy fire was burning. Definitely odd. We all took seats around the room. I was sitting in a red, plush sofa. It was the softest thing I had ever sat on. Whoever this guy was, he sure was well-to-do. A few moments later, his wife, also middle-aged, came inside. She was wearing a black cocktail dress, with a beautiful red rose embedded on the top left of the dress, right above her bosom. She looked incredibly beautiful, far less than her age. She greeted us all warmly too, and sat down beside me. I found it extremely uncomfortable, even though I had no idea who this peculiar family was, or how we came to know them. The ladies started generally talking about well, ladies stuff, and the men started on about politics and work.
I was a little left out. The mother felt that, perhaps, for she called her two children to take me to their room and 'familiarize with me'. Only the brother came out. He was tall for his age, well built, and with a face that would be exquisitely handsome in a few years. He greeted me respectably, and then asked me to come to his room. I accepted the offer, having nothing better to do.
He led me through a small corridor. Towards the right, there was a door. It was all black, an odd choice for a kid's room. He opened the door, and led me inside.
As soon as I crossed the border of the the room, each and every nerve in my body screamed in protest. NO!, my instincts shouted. You have to get out of here, fast! Can't you feel it? This sense, this presence. Just get out of here. As soon as possible. Yes, my subconscious was probably right. I should have run like hell when I had the chance. But that would be rude, and bad manners was something neither me, nor my family could tolerate. Disregarding it all, again, as aftereffects of the horror movie I had watched last night, (I did remember the name of the movie in the dream, though, but forgot it upon wakening.) I gritted my teeth and moved inside.
The room was even more chilly than the rest of the house. I looked out of the tiny window on the wall opposite to the door, and was that it was raining. Yes, raining, in the middle of July, and in the middle of a desert. I didn't find that weird, too. (Props to my reality checking. -_-) The next thing I remember, I was playing a first person shooter game with the brother, whose name was, ironically, Max.



After a while, another person came in. It was the daughter. She looked exactly like the girl in the Silent Hill movie. Quiet, and threatening in a, well, quiet manner. There was something weird about that girl. She held out her hand for me to shake. I was a little hesitant, but I told my instincts to either nut up or shut up.
I shook her hand. It was as cold as ice, or colder. It was, rather, as cold as death. She was very pale, as if she hadn't seen daylight in years. She gives me a stare, a calculating stare. Rather annoyed, I go back to the game. Now, she is INSIDE the game! Wtf?
Big letters come up on the screen. 'Kill or be killed.' I get scared, and start shooting that girl. She avoids each and every one of my bullets. Max looks really worried. 'Now you've done it.', he says, and runs out of the room. I follow him. He screams out the whole story to his parents, who jump up in panic. I learnt that the daughter was haunted, and attacked people who offended her, sometimes killing them. The only way to get her to stop was to kill her within the game.
So we all go inside the game, where there is a forest. It was pitch black. The girl is flying at us out of thin air, scaring us to bits. We find shelter in a little room. There are heavy weapons and heavy armor inside.



Jackpot. I put on a futuristic black armor and take a sniper, and head out with a pistol in the other hand.



As soon as I open the door, I wake up.

23.07.2010

Dinos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Definately, not one of my best nights!!! I only recalled three dreams, but mostly fragments.

First:

- Dinosaur eggs.
- Raising the eggs.
- I was taught how to.
- I was outdoors.
- It was sunny

Missed dream signs:
- Dinosaur eggs.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Look for men and teach them how to make fire.

I didn't record right when I woke up, so these are just fragments.

1- School Dance
I am getting into the backseat of my mom's minivan, and my dad is about to drive me to a dance that is apparently going on. My brother and sister are also in the car, sitting in the middle seats. At some point I had reached into my pocket and found a plastic baggy that had pot in it, and I didn't want anyone to know. As I pass my brother to get into the backseat, the plastic baggy crinkles very loudly, as if there is a microphone on it or something. My brother thinks it is food, and so he sticks out his hand as though he wants me to give him some. "It's just an empty wrapper," I tell him. When we get to the school, I enter into the foyer, and a faculty member is asking to check my pockets. I am relieved when I don't have to turn them out, but merely show him what is inside. I obviously leave the plastic baggy in and show him everything else. "Actually, I'm gonna need to see that pocket" he says, and before I can run out the door, he grabs me and I yell.
FYI, I don't smoke pot. Just a dream. lol

2- Killer Queen
I am at a piano, and the sheet music to Killer Queen is on the stand. My friend is next to me holding her own music as well. I begin to play the first chords, but someone behind me asks me to wait. I obey, and glance over at my friend's music. Instead of reading normally, it is reversed, like in a mirror. I ask her why it is like that, and she tells me it is a photocopy, and I accept the notion that everything that is photocopied comes out in a mirror version. This is all I remember, and I'm angry that I didn't recognize an obvious dream sign.

I was cleaning some seats. One was a toilet seat for a toilet that I had been using. I used a squirt of some detergent stuff from a spray bottle and wiped it up with a cloth. It hadn't been long since I washed the toilet seat last.
And then I proceeded to wash the car seats in my mum's car. I was driving it for some reason. But it was larger than usual. All the seats and dashboard and stuff were quite spaced out. I didn't end up cleaning it properly, and there were still some crumbs and stuff left on the passenger seat. Or on my seat, I don't quite remember whose.

So I was driving around and stuff. I think there was a large factory somewhere. I can't remember much else.

Edit: After I woke up I started falling back asleep, and managed to plunge into sleep paralysis. Unfortunately about one second after this, someone knocked on my door to talk to me >_>
Lol annoying xP

I was at my house with my sister, we were photographers in this dream taking pictures of some client. After taking those pictures I told them: "I have something to do, I'll be back later." I left my house and began walking down the street, when I left I could tell that it was about two in the afternoon by the position of the sun. But when I turned the next corner the dream suddenly turned to night. This is when I realized I was in a dream.
I looked at my hands to stabilize my lucidity, but it was very difficult to see any details on my hands because of the lighting in the dream. I'd say it was about midnight by how dark it was outside. I was able to make out my knuckles and a few of the veins that are on the back of my hands but that's about it. I decided to start off by taking it slow and just go for a walk. So I'm walking down the sidewalk and see there's an overgrown tree with branches bending onto the sidewalk. I decide to use some dream magic and blast the branches out of my way with a lightning bolt But when I try to shoot the lightning bolt my dream environment flickers, I perceived this as a destabilization of my dream so I decided I wouldn't be doing that again Walking under the branches I took a right at the next intersection, and looked at the street light on the end of the block. I told myself I was going to jump to that street light in a single bound (but what I really wanted to do was fly, though I wanted to take things slow), so with all my strength I leaped into the air. I started heading straight up, hundreds of feet into the air. This is when my dream faded out, I kept my cool and looked at my hands to stabilize it, but I couldn't see my hands all I saw was the black void. In a last ditch effort I began to dream spin while repeating to myself: "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..." This worked perfectly and I found myself back on the street where I had first taken flight. Walking along i decided to stroll through some backyards, I peered into the window of one of the houses I was walking past; inside I saw some cool paintings, so I went inside for a closer look. Looking at the paintings I heard somebody walk in through the front door, I quickly found a hiding spot. Then I thought to myself: "What am I doing? This is my dream, so this is my house." I come out of my hiding place, and the man is startled by me. He says that I'm a good hider and after that we talk about his paintings until I wake up.

The reason I think flying and shooting that lightning bolt destabilized my dream was that I wasn't able to sufficiently stabilize my dream with hand observation (due to the poor lighting in my dream), so next time I'm going to focus more on stabilization by finding a light source so I can effectively cement the dream in place.

I don’t really remember the first part too well, I kinda woke up sorta a bit and didn’t record…but at least I got this part.

So I think It had to do with this hospital of sorts and I was traveling/going to school somewhere. Not sure which cause both kinda happened. One scene is my friend nicole driving me to the airport with our other friend and they are laughing about something. This actually mimics one of my fears that they secretly make fun of me.

The other scene is in a classroom and I have to take a few math classes. Well the teacher I think is the ‘villian’ of the story (he/she didn’t do anything, but I just knew it). They teach the math using really colored charts and such. By the end of the class I end up…get this…trying to eat melted cheese when my boss (from real life) tries to end the class early and take the next one…

Yeah i really don't know what happened, even as i'm reading it...and it just happened this morning. i'm really trying to piece together the 'logic' of my dreams as a guide about DJ's suggested. i guess i failed this morning

I'm new here, I stumbled upon this site because I am seeking to understand my dreams more... I have dreams that are very vivid. I'm not sure if they are lucid... I have had dreams where recently deceased people that I cared about came to me to give me messages. Messages that I understood. One was confusing, and re-occuring, but once I understood what he was trying to tell me, it never happened again. I can elaborate on this more later. What puzzles me is I wonder if the person was really "in the dream." Was I really conversing with a dead person? Or was it just me, trying to understand?

I also have dreams where I'm in other realms, and I know that I'm in other realms. I know that I'm dreaming sometimes (and I learned tonight, that means I'm a lucid dreamer). I have dreams that have people in the plot that I'd rather not see. I try very hard to leave my past behind. The people in my dreams are not trying to hurt me....but it's hard to let go of the past when I have dreams that contain people from it. Anyways.....I need to start learning what I need to do, so I'm going to finish up this post. Peace.

1. My brother, dad, and I are at the animal shelter adopting a new cat. For some reason my brother empties his pockets, but all he has in them is a large and unwieldy knife-wallet hybrid with a combination lock. An Asian man grabs the lock and starts cracking it. He soon solves it and tries to leave, but I hook my finger in the lock and pull to make him stay. We struggle for a while and he calls me racist names, then pulls out a pistol. I then proceed to knock him out with my other hand and escape with the family.

2. I'm playing DDR in an arcade with some of my college friends. It only costs two tokens, but the machine has been modified to float and is very unstable on a pool of water. My friend Q starts to bash arrows on the machine, and I try to stop him from messing me up. I lose my balance, however, and fall into what turns out to be putrid water.

3. I am watching a Tupperware container with a hot dog and a bunch of Cincinnati chili. Suddenly the hot dog grows a tiny mouth and starts to eat the chili, eventually leaving the container spotless!

4. I can see my own aura, and it is green. Someone else (unintelligible notes) also sees it and comments.

July 23, 2010

Failed training (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Finally done with drivers ed so I can get a full night sleep now. I woke up at 6:28 AM and was only able to remember the end of an epic dream. I was a ninja from naruto. I had watched it just before going to sleep. There was an army of water style ninjas attacking from the north. They all looked the same like clones and there was one that was gigantic one. They used water jutsus on me and I used did some epic stuff to fight back. I cant remember exactly what I did. lol

I went back to sleep really quickly and dreamt for an hour or two before I got to the part I can remember. I was in the car with my dad driving somewhere. Then It faded and I realized I had to keep the dream going. I imagined typing on my laptop and it was 100% vivid feeling. I couldn't see anything though it just kept me from waking up. it faded again and I popped up in a dream where I was on the couch in the family room with my laptop on my lap. I knew I was dreaming but I did a noes RC anyways and got an exhilarating kick when it worked regardless. It was dark and the lights were not on for some reason. I went to the middle of the room and got into a karate stance and yelled (in Japanese this time) Kage Bunshin No Jutsu! (Shadow clone jutsu from Naruto. It should clone me so I can complete the advanced task of the month.) but again nothing. I tried to make a ball of energy but I failed at that too. My dream control really has not been very good lately. That's why I need this training. I looked up and randomly, out of the hall came one of my friends. I was like what the heck are you doing here. He said he didn't know. I asked him if he knew how to clone himself and he said ya. He walked over and looked at what was on my laptop and a second one walked up behind him. I asked if that was a clone and he said ya. I tried again and failed. I tried again and as I started to feel it happening I woke up. Grrrrrrr I didn't even get any training done. I just want to use the shadow clone jutsu for an easy and quick way to complete the task. I have plans for a much better and more original technique for cloning myself but I need some other training for that first. It was already 10:00 AM so I tried to fall back to sleep but couldn't clear my mind.

1st dream.

I was busy recusing Abeni and other girls from the "castle". I discover a TARDIS-like thing and called THE DOCTOR to ask how to destroy it and I than did destroy it. In the meantime Adrian was visiting his twin brother who is in jail. The twin started very hard into Adrian's eyes and almost use Adrian to kill me by hypnotism. I was able to remedy it with old fashion remdies. But I was starting to fret about being murder. Adrian suggested the two of us flying to the UK for meeting family on his mother's side (his mom was from the nobility class) who he never meet. I agreed to eat. But insisted I buy my only food when we get into Toronto and lock the food into my room. We meet his grandparents Sir . They welecomed us into their home. I rushed upstairs to my bedroom (after they showed it to me) and put food into a trunk there and locked the trunk. *end of dream*

2nd dream
Adrian and I after washing up went downstairs and chatted to Adrian's grandparents. The grandpere said that the two of us (Adrian and I) should get married. But the grandpere and grandmere were working on a murder mystery weekend script. They were trying to decide how to write the murder-mystery script and who to murd. I said I would play the twice-widow Lady of the House for the weekend (who is step-mom to the victim and mom to her son from her previous marriage and her son from the 2nd marriage) but only if the script was to include the step-mom/mom fear of being murder--the grandpere and grandmere never acutally have a part in their mystery weekends. I suggested that Adrian's role be the step-mom/mom recent love interest whose job is a doctor.

Originally, I was going to be writing about helping some DV members build a literal dream house, but an afternoon nap cropped up this gem. Part 2 will follow later tonight.

23.07.2010

Good Cop (Part 1 of 2) (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Feeling less than safe, even with my Riot Shield and full SWAT uniform, I quickly crouched and raised my shield as two thugs came up the stairs. I turned as they moved past me and MTM, making sure to keep the both of us safe in case they decided to start shooting. Glaring as they passed, I could see they were making their way further up into the mall. Maybe we should be going down, then.

Motioning to MTM, who was armed with a G36C, we began moving down the stairs. As we went, I would jump over the ledge each time we reached the halfway mark, making the descent even faster. Soon enough, we were on the tiled ground floor of this vertically structured mall.

PING! PEW! PING!

Becoming very much aware of the bullets ricocheting off my shield, I ducked down, protecting the both of us from the fire raining from above. I looked up to see the thugs from before firing at us with a G18 and a Mini Uzi from a balcony several floors up. Calmly, I took out my Intervention, and peered through the thermal sights. Taking a breath, I fired a warning shot at each, hitting the barrels of the assault rifles hanging from their necks. Although, they seemed un-phased as they switched to their ARs, which were functioning perfectly fine despite the holes I had made. . .

MTM took cover behind the stairs and lay down suppressive fire; I moved in closer to try and stop them. I made it a good distance, but a stray shot clipped my arm rather badly while I was putting my Riot Shield onto my back. Just like that, I was down for the count.

The world faded in and out, as the amount of gunfire increased twofold. An old squad-mate ran over to me, unconcerned for her own safety, as she stood over my failing body, firing up at the goons who started this mess. It looks like the calvary has arrived, I thought as everything turned to black. . .

Images flashed before my eyes. First, a scene of the two low-lifes explaining their position and admitting they were wrong to start shooting me like that, especially when they realized I could have taken them out at any moment. They showed the camera the damage I had done to their guns. Then, my time in the hospital drifted past my faint consciousness, and I became painfully aware of the toll the recovery process took on my psyche.

A meaner, more bitter cop than before, I would no longer hesitate to take out a perceived threat if they even looked at me funny. The only thing that kept me from going off the wall was my family, who weren't taking my personality change very well. I feared they could leave me at any time. . . .

This morning, I had my second lucid dream. I was lying in bed, after waking up a couple of times and drifting back off. For some reason, the idea of lucid dreaming was in my head. I think I kind of woke up from a dream and thought it was lucid, though it really wasn't. I decided I was going to try to be lucid. But, I was sort of aware of being awake--at least, at that point, I saw all black. Then I started to imagine myself in a situation, still seeing all black. I imagined I was in a rain forest on an island. Suddenly, I heard huge sweeping winds and rain, though I still saw nothing. I thought to myself, "I must be lucid dreaming--I can hear the wind and rain!" It's possible that some real life noise caused it, or I might have imagined it. Anyway, I imagined myself hopping off the island into the water and swimming with a bunch of fish, and it felt more and more real. I forgot about lucidity. Then I got out of the water and onto a dock, and suddenly, I gained full vision. It was like the black just kind of faded to a real image of the dock, through my real eyes. It was startling, and at this moment I remembered my desire to be lucid. It worked, and I had the same weird sense of reality as in my first lucid dream of some months ago.

I noticed some people on the docks, and started talking to a girl I was sitting right next to. Just then, I felt myself losing lucidity, and everything faded to black. I was about to give up, but then I had a crazy idea. I thought, "Maybe I didn't lose the dream. Maybe I just closed my eyes in the dream." I'm not sure how to describe what happened next...I remembered where the girl was in relation to me, and I just...reached out and grabbed her leg. I couldn't see anything still, but I could feel her leg in my hand. I realized this couldn't be a leg actually in my bed with me, and then I just...opened my eyes and I was back on the dock in the exact same place. I got up, and tried jumping and spinning around, but everything was in slow motion, like a 3d video game with lag. Then I went back to black, and this time I couldn't get back. I woke up.

I tried to go back into lucidity a couple of times but it just didn't work.

Just a frag, and then a short but fun dream.

~Standing in the back yard, and a strong wind starts blowing. I look up and there's a tornado in the distance, but it's dark blue and there are rainbow flames shooting out of it. Someone had to yell at me to run because I just stood and stared at it.

~I'm a mermaid, swimming through some body of water surrounded by a bunch of houses. Out of nowhere, a flamingo starts chasing me, and I have to get away from it, because flamingos eat mermaids... obviously. I eventually swim around a post thingy enough times so that the flamingo gets dizzy and goes away. I keep swimming and find a merman with a shiny golden tail, and white hair with gold streaks in it. He teaches me different ways to swim. I leave after a while and go into a house that's half underwater. Some little girl (or something else disguised as a little girl... ) then starts trying to catch me. I swim all around the half of the house that's underwater--through doorways, around furniture, all over the place--until the little girl suddenly clutches her throat and swims frantically away, apparently realizing she can't breathe underwater. I notice that my scales are shining dark blue.

I'm in the family room of my parents' house. It's dark in the room, though I can't tell if it's night time. I'm trying to ward off some wild animals that have made their way into the house. Two of the three animals don't look familiar, while the other is a raccoon. I shoo them out the back door multiple times, only to have them scurry back in each time.