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I am with my parents and maybe some more family members. Some woman comes by and says she has info about my paternal grandma. Says she was actually from Canada and came to Portugal and got citizenship and got married and nobody ever knew about it. I am baffled, but also don't see how that changes anything about my identity. My dad explains he hired this lady to investigate this. My mom steps in and starts rambling about meaningless stuff, making my dad yell at her. He tells her this is important business and she is talking about totally unrelated stuff. The lady leaves but there is a promise she will come back to share more info.
We gather around a table to feast. it is some family reunion and there are lot of yummy things on the table. For some reason I get horny looking at some carrots. So I pick up a carrot and go alone to another room. I sit on a couch and play with the carrot ( you know what I am talking about). Then some bunch of guys enters the room and face me in an awkward position with a carrot. They don't say a word and their faces are in shock. At first I feel I wanna disappear, but then on the back of my head there is this slight trust that none of this is real so I decide to go for it and propose them to fuck. After the initial shock, they actually go for it, so they line up and one at a time, they drop their pants and bang me. I had several orgasms for real without waking up. On maybe the third I do wake up, but hang in there between dream and wakefulness and the orgasm lingers in a limbo, without really ending for quite some time. When I fully wake up, I am still feeling the rush for some time after.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


Sharing a building with some other people and the group is about to grow to 14.
We sit down to prep for the bad days ahead. We decide where we will put the beds for the newcomers, about constructing an escape tunnel and some defenses for the building. Finally we plan to research a way to kill ourselves in case things go really bad and we may be facing capture or starvation. It's a tough topic, but we feel we must have a plan for that to.

Living with my parents in my farm, with my dogs, but also I have little brothers and sisters. We follow some religion, non-christian and I think non theistic, but my dad is really strict about morality, as if we were Amish.
One day we are visited by Jesus himself and his gang and he is seriously hot and cool. They stay for some time, they need shelter. Me and Jesus, we fall in love with each other. I thought my dad would totally reject our relationship, since we are from some different religion, but actually he is very excited about it, because Jesus is famous and has status and he thinks this will be good for me.
But the guys have to leave for some time and I wonder if he'll come back or not. He does and my dad prepares a feast to celebrate our engagement. Jesus arrives and we are so crazy for each other, we make out in the barn, halfway between the front gate and the house. We are seriously horny and we don't wanna let go, but I hear my dad calling and my younger brothers and sisters are looking for me, so Jesus says "go check on him while I bring in the rest of the guys". So I go talk to my dad to offer my help preparing the food, but he just asks me to take the dogs out of the kitchen so he can cook in peace.
I go look for Jesus again and he is coming with two of his friends. To celebrate the occasion, he makes a miracle: it starts to rain carrots.

Non-lucid
I'm at my house, with a tiny man who was carved out of a carrot. He reminds me of an "elf on the shelf" doll, except he's much smaller. He can fit in my palm.
I'm sitting at the kitchen table, watching videos on the laptop of strange creatures attacking people. For some reason, Carrot Man is in all of these videos.
I start to gnaw on Carrot Man, then realize my lower teeth hurt. I touch them, and they wiggle and hurt.
I look outside the big windows in the kitchen to see the entire backyard has flooded with light red water. Dad walks in, and looks out the window and sighs, obviously irritated. "It's flooded... I've never seen the creek up so high. It comes all the way up to our house!"
"I hope Cali is somewhere far away from this."
"I have no doubt she is." He walks away. I continue watching my videos for a little while with Carrot Man, until Mom walks in with groceries. I walk over to her to help.
Then, I wake up.

Dream - Lucid

I was working at Target (never worked there IWL). It was a HUGE Target. I was walking around the store when a young lady stopped me and asked me if we had this one belt in her size, which was a weird size, a 70/30. She pointed to a big but short rectangular black belt that had holes down the middle. It was hanging up with a bunch of other belts that were all mixed up. It was the only belt of its kind that I could see. It looked like it wouldn't even fit around most people's waists because it was so short. Maybe it stretched. Anyway, I told her I didn't think we did, but I'd go check. I went to the front of the store and entered an office where a manager, a female, was standing up at a computer and working. I asked her if they had any more of that particular belt in a 70/30. She looked up the inventory on the computer and came up with nothing. Just as I thought, that was the only belt of that kind we had. I went back to find the lady; the store was so big and had so many shelves and aisles, it was like a maze. I found her looking at some dresses that were hung up on shelving instead of on fixtures. I told her we didn't have her size, a 70/30. She then said her size was a 30/70. I guess I had mixed it up, but regardless, we had no more belts like that. She then took a long, flowy, almost prom-like light blue dress from where it was hung up on the shelf. She was going to ask me if we had it in her size, but she then said
"Oh, it's dirty!" I looked at it to see if it was, and did see a dirty spot. She proceeded to throw the dress on the floor.
She asked if we had any more and I said no, we didn't. I looked at the other dresses that were hung up, and there weren't very many, but they were mixed up like the belts were. She started to complain about the store, all while smiling.

Then, there was something about a video game, an online one that had to do with the store, though the content of the game had nothing to do with Target. It was more like an open-world RPG. I was playing and noticed parts of it were closed. I think there was some kind of maintenance or update that was going on. I was then at the store in an office with many other employees where the managers were having a meeting with us about it. I don't remember the meeting or what was said, but after that, I kept coming into work and clocking in when I wasn't scheduled. I'd stay for a few hours, walk around, play the game, or help the bakery (waking life work coming in here), and then clock out. No one had said anything to me about it, and I thought it was ok because I thought others were doing it as well.

Then, I was clocked in not at my scheduled time. I was in the bakery. It was nighttime. I was thinking that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I then started to think about if I had worked too many hours and I as going to hit overtime. I was also trying to justify myself coming in not on my scheduled time, thinking that at least this time I was helping out and not wandering around the store for no reason. A manager then came up, the assistant store manager. He was telling Taylor and whoever else was scheduled to work something about staying late or leaving early or helping someone else out. I can't recall. But he didn't address me. I figured it was because I wasn't really scheduled to be there.

It was then 9:30 pm and the lights in the bakery all went out. We were closed for the night, even though it was a bit early for that. I guess they wanted to bakery to close early for some reason.

~

I was in the bakery again. It was nighttime again also. It felt a little like my last dream, but I can't recall if the scheduling thing carried over or not. I was about to leave when my grandma walked into the back. Her hair was up in a bunch of tiny buns, and it was blonder and thicker than it is IWL. Wow, she was working at 91 years old! Impressive! I think I "remembered" something about her having worked there for years and years. She wasn't working as a baker or anything though. She was actually working in the meat department. She got out her equipment, a knife and so forth, and started to cut some raw meat off the bone. Her hands were shaking as she did it because of her age, but she kept up. I wondered how the other employees felt about her being there for so many years. Everyone must know who she is, the 91-year-old woman still working in the meat department. I was now standing a few feet away from her. She was stooped over the sink area working. I then noticed she cut her hand a little; I saw her bleeding, but she'd just wipe it off and keep going. I asked her if she cut herself, and she said yes, but didn't stop what she was doing. Maybe she was used to it; maybe it happened all the time.

Then, I was in the bakery again on a different day. I asked someone I was working with, who was working on something on a back counter, if they knew Helen. They said yes. I told them she was my grandma. I don't remember what they said. I asked someone else this as well, and told them that she was my grandma.

~

I was with Dallas at our apartment. I was planting a bunch of vegetable seeds...in my nose. Yes, in my nose. I think Dallas planted some things in his nose as well. I had also planted some in a roll of paper towels in the bathroom, and had planted some in some cardboard or in some other substance in the living room. It was some sort of experiment we were doing on how different conditions affected the growth of the plants. I planted carrots in the left nostril and lots of tomatoes in the right nostril. I also was planting some tomatoes and possibly other veggies in the cardboard/whatever it was in the living room, and watching as sprouts would come up almost immediately after I would plant them. It was really cool to see! I saw a timer at one point that started at zero and as the plant was sprouting, it would gradually increase. I knew I needed to water them and take care of them. I knew the ones in the bathroom would be ok because of the moisture and humidity from the shower when we showered. I was thinking about watering the ones planted in the living room. I was also thinking about how in the world the ones in my nose were going to survive at all.

My nose felt runny and full from the growing vegetables. I even looked in the mirror at one point and saw some weird vegetable growing out of my nose. It looked nothing like any vegetable I know of IWL. It was long and skinny at the top, getting fatter at the bottom. The top was white, and the bottom was brown.

I then had an idea of another place to plant the vegetables, which made a lot more sense than any of the other places I had planted them. I had some white, square dinner plates on the living room floor lined up in an upside down "L" shape. I couldn't plant the seeds directly on the plates, obviously. I needed some soil. Dallas was going out somewhere, so I asked him to get some soil while he was out. I looked at him, and noticed that he was wearing a red and white vertical striped button up with a red emblem on my right (his left) upper side, on his chest, but it was unbuttoned. He had a shirt on underneath it. IWL, he would not wear anything like this; it isn't his style at all, so I was surprised to see him dressed like that. He looked skinnier than he does IWL and younger too. He had no facial hair and a few freckles on his face. In fact, in a way, his clothing reminded me of something Ryan, a guy I dated over 3 years ago, would wear. His looks kind of did too, but not a whole lot.
"You look good!" I said to him.
He really did. He looked very polished and cleaned up.

I was bent over the living room garden when something fell out of my nose. I was surprised at first, and I took a look at it. It was a large, weird looking carrot! It was orange and very fat on the top, getting skinnier towards the bottom, as carrots do, but it looked more "fake", cartoonish or something; it was very smooth. It had some leaves on the top, but not many. It was also slimy from being in my nose. I held it in my hand and examined it. I then exclaimed to Dallas
"THIS came out of my nose! THIS!!"
I was so shocked that something so big could come out of my nose!

I then had another carrot, one from the living room garden. It looked quite similar to the nose carrot, but looked more "real"; it was more rough to the touch than the nose carrot, and also wasn't slimy from the mucus. It looked healthier to me. I was thinking about why that was. I thought about sunlight and water. I think I went to wash the nose carrot off to see if that made a difference, but it still felt smooth to touch. It still didn't seem as healthy as the living room carrot.

~

That last dream was quite vivid, especially when I was looking at my husband while he was dressed in the red and white shirt. Really, all the dreams were pretty vivid last night, I'm guessing because I was so tired and didn't sleep much the night before. All in all, a great night of interesting NLDs.

05.13.2012

Carrot and Anderj101 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took 6mg of Melatonin last night, set the alarm to wake me up around 3.5-4 hours of sleep.

I had the alarm wake me up another time after that, and I typed up this dream in the mean time before going back to sleep to wait for the second one to ring.

At first, it seems that I'm the only one in the backyard of a random house, but both my father and mother were there, they were just in different areas of the garden. It's really bright outside, but I don't necessarily feel too hot.

There's this huge tree stump that I'm walking on, and I'm wondering when we're going to get out of this place. There's a random female dream character walking back and forth on the other side of the gate, which was kind of weird for me. I believe she had dark brown hair,but didn't get to see her face sadly.

The place has fairly high grass, almost reaching to the top of your ankles. The dream shifts to where I'm on top of some really green hill with someone who probably is my father. He's wearing shades, and we're looking over at some people below.

It's still a bit bright outside in the dream, and the area almost looks the same as the place near my apartment, except that there's a really huge peak somewhere in the middle this time. Some people look familiar, one person on the bottom looks like Anderj101, and I don't know what they're doing, but it looks like they're waiting for something to happen in the mean time.

I told my father that these are people I know on the forums...

Shit....are you kidding me? He wouldn't even be the last person I would tell ever about this forum, but I said it without feeling hesitant, so this is all the work of my sporadic non-lucid state of mind. He didn't really take what I said too seriously, probably to respect my own business.

Then the dream shifts a bit to where I see this girl that looks like Ashley M--almost said her name (for personal reference: girl with light brown hair at A&M)....Anyway, Ashley wanted to get some guys to help her carry a mattress I'm assuming. It looks an awful lot like mine, dark blue, and having a gray bottom.

I decide to randomly join in with carrying the mattress. It wasn't too heavy, and it was pretty small for a mattress, so I don't know why she would need 4 guys to carry it. Anyway, me and 3 other random guys carry the mattress while moving forward in a completely different environment.

It seems like the setting is early morning, or early evening with the sun fairly close from being out of sight. The guys helping me carry the mattress, one by one, start to take their hands off it, and I'm still holding it awkwardly.

It takes me a while to realize this, and then I tell and yell at time a bit, not too loud, just out of surprise. One I believe started to laugh a little bit, but I didn't see their faces, just the back of their heads.

They started to run, and I started to run as well. It takes me a while to be cognizant that I'm still holding on to the mattress, and then I put it on the top of my head, and started dashing for those guys for being silly and not helping me out.

I realized that they were basically useless, and I could take care of holding it myself. I believe I dropped the mattress at some point in this moment of running.


Then, another dream shift, I'm in a fairly busy area, and most of the dream characters are Asian.

(Just using this to remember how rushed the dream felt at this point)

I didn't notice this yet, but I was holding my pillow on my left hand, and running like crazy looking for Carrot (DV member). Dodging people and trying not to cause too much of a scene, I finally see Carrot running as well.

I don't know exactly why she's running, but as I'm running, I notice something barking, and I turn my face to the left, while still running, and see a black and brown dog.

It had a mix of a German Shepherd, and the face of The Sulimov Dog. Basically, a hybrid between Lapponian Herders and Turkmen golden jackals

It didn't seem to be after me, but rather, a companion? I ignore it, unfortunately, since it was a brief moment and was too concentrated on why Carrot is running so quickly.

I take advantage of my environment with a fair amount of people walking in a city by blending in with the crowd, still maintaining a steady run after her. I see Carrot finally decides to take a break and walk a bit, and she turns to her left to see if whoever is chasing her is gone.

She looks relaxed, and then turns her head back in front to walk. I come in casually, like nothing didn't even happen, and told her while having my hand on her left shoulder about something related to me and her having a party before I have to leave and go back home.

The dream shifts to where I'm sitting down with a blonde female to the right of me at a restaurant, but I only recognized her hair with peripheral vision, and I didn't seem too interested in the table I'm sitting next to her.

The reason being was that I was seeing that the dream was going to fade a little bit, and it sucks that I didn't get to see the face of the blonde to the right of me.....damn it lol, dream signs of blondes are getting a lot more frequent now.

And I'm not even picking out random blondes, she was RIGHT there next to me, sipping on some kind of beverage. I believe she was also wearing a strapless Khaki dress, but it looked a little bit lighter in material, so that's the best thing I can associate with it, not really keen on the fashion stuff for women.

And I noticed that the table cloth had red and white squares, but I didn't pay too much attention to that.

I believe I was talking to someone in front of me, and even though the speech was diluted a bit, signaling a dream fading or something of the sort, I could tell that I didn't really want to engage in the conversation in the first place.

The interesting part of this dream is that as I typed it up in a Dream Journal program, I was looking for breeds of police dogs on Wikipedia, and the Sulimov Dog was the BEST match for the face of the dog that I saw in the dream.

And it's a Russian dog too (I think?), seems either it came to light in the dream because I read an entry of Sinoblak's where she met Eva and her playing Russian music (Eva that is), or it came as a coincidence.

I don't think that's mere coincidence, homologous association at least, but not coincidence....because my mind likes to associate a few things late at night rather than during the day, sometimes.

And another interesting thing was me holding a pillow. I never held a pillow before in my dreams....ever, at least, all the ones that I recalled. I wonder if it's because I watched the commentary and walk-through of "Catherine" for the XBOX-360/PS3 on YouTube.

Spoiler for Vincent in Catherine:

Spoiler for Random stuff about Catherine the video game:

The main character holds a pillow solving these complex puzzle schemes in order to get out from an nightmare. Following that logic, if the person dies in the dream, they die in real life. It was a really funny game to watch, especially with the commentator named "theRadBrad."

It's a cool game related to dreaming, succubus, 8 endings to it, and some really really really stressful puzzle sequences, it's a good scare just trying to finish those levels, at least what I saw from the commentator playing, but it's a good experience either way for people who like a lot of difficulty.

And the endings themselves, it's funny what options Vincent has between picking Katherine, his long time lover, or Catherine, a succubus who comes into waking life realm in order to seduce men and.....you know, what succubus do.

I think both females are hot.....anyway....random insight.


Catherine:



Katherine


Imagine waking up seeing the blonde one in your bed, and knowing the bottom one is your girlfriend, and then realizing both names sounded the same....yeah, would be kind of stressful for any guy.

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05.13.2012

Talking to Carrot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I decided I should sleep for 1-2 hours, I didn't really expect a lot to happen in that time, but it was good practicing to listening for the alarm though.

When the alarm started to ring, I kept my body still, and dozed off to sleep was I was trying to recall the dream I had before it woke me up.

All I remember is that I'm talking to Carrot, and probably someone else as well.

I love dreams that make no sense. Carrot, you are in this dream!

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The first thing I recall is being in my apartment, though Isuspect activities happened in the dream before that. My apartment has brownshaggy carpet and a narrow window that extends from floor to ceiling. A shaftof sunlight comes in through the window and illuminates the floor and a smalltable.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Next to the small table is a soft chair and I sat down touse the phone. I call the pharmacy, because I want to get some ecstasy for meand my friend. Knowing that they will never just give it to me without a goodreason I invent a story that I am a war veteran with post-traumatic stressdisorder. I had heard about a local veteran being stressed and this seemed likea believable excuse.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The pharmacy never doubted my story for a second. Feelingtriumphant, I left my apartment and got into my car to head up the hill. I’venever had a pharmacy perched high on a hill before but this seemed like a goodplace for one in my dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking in I notice it looks like most pharmacies; clean,white, and filled with overflowing shelves of health products. I walk rightpast all these and up to a counter where a pharmacist is leaning over on hiselbows.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m here to pick up a couple of prescriptions.” I say tothe man, who shows no specific interest in me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He asks for my name and I tell him. He turns to his shelfand brings me one of the two scrips I phoned in. He then turns to his computerto check something, making me wait a moment while he figures something out. Hishead is down and he is not observing me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Finishing with the computer task he obtains my prescriptionand starts counting out pills. One by one he moves them along a blue tray andinto a catch area, counting out loud as he goes.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Half of these are full strength and half of these are goingto be half-strength. You understand?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, Yes, I understand.” I wasn’t about to argue this point.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Looking up at me, he suddenly asks, “So, why do you need aprescription for ecstasy anyway?” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think OH SHIT! I hadn’t really thought this perfectlythrough. I had my reason, but I certainly didn’t look the part. I NEED TO PLAYTHIS UP A BIT, I thought.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Placing my hand on my head and acting uncomfortable I said, “It’sbeen so difficult lately to get by.” I glanced up and shuffled my feet asthough I had a limp. I was doing my best to make him think I was the troubledwar veteran. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The pharmacist just gave me a non-committal look, as thoughnothing I said mattered to him. He slightly shrugged his right shoulder andsimply said, “Okay.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]If he hadn’t turned right then to head into the back of thepharmacy, he would have seen the look of relief wash over my face. I couldn’tbelieve he actually bought it. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The pharmacist hadn’t been gone for even a minute before Ibegan to doubt myself. Perhaps he was in back calling the police. Maybe he wastalking to his boss about me. I had to find out.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Deciding the only way to find out was to go where he had, Iwalked around the counter and down a hall towards a back room. Opening the doorI walked right in on the pharmacist and his partner, the other pharmacistworking in the store. Their white coats were gone and it was evident that theyhad been having butt sex.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stuck my hands in the air defensively and said, “Hey, whoa!I didn’t mean to walk in on you. I know how much you like butts. I like butts,too!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The two just looked at me but never said anything. It wasclear that I should just leave. I grabbed the bottle of medicine located on thelamp table to my left and exited quickly.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking through the pharmacy I went ahead and took one ofthe ecstasy pills. I was hurrying, knowing it was lucky I even got themedicine. I uttered a huge sigh of relief when I was through the doors andoutside, knowing my chances of getting away from there with my prize were stillremote.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The taste of the pill is barely noticeable, but already Ican feel the effects of the drug in a mild way. The sensation is more like theanticipatory build-up to a drug experience than the actual effects of the drug.Still, it’s enough to get me excited as I get behind the wheel of my car andstart the engine. I feel exhilarated as I put the car in reverse and begin toback up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Glancing off to my left side I notice my friend has arrived,clearly on his way to the pharmacy to pick up his prescriptions. Like me, hewas supposed to pick up one legitimate prescription and one bottle of ecstasythat I had ordered for him. I decided I needed to talk to him before he made itinside so I pulled the car through the lot and parked along the curb near hisapproach path.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I had to roll down my window to get his attention. “Hey,dude!” I got him to come closer to me so I wouldn’t have to shout.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Yeah?” Something about his voice always sounded like he hadhis hands in his pockets and it didn’t matter what you told him, the answerwould always be something non-committal. Indeed, his hands were in his pockets,and the slouch of his body suggested he had the weight of the world on his shouldersbut he was used to it being there and he was just trying to get through hisTuesday.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Listen, I know I got you into this and you don’t have toget the prescription for ecstasy if you don’t want to, just please, don’t fuckme on this! That’s all I ask!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He took this in stride as though I had asked him to addfabric softener to the laundry load. He simply said, “Okay.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Okay.” I watched him walk away towards the pharmacy. As heentered the sliding doors I pulled away from the curb and onto the road whichled back down the hill.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I felt so light, so free, and I began speeding down theroad, faster than was probably safe. The road was wet and had several spotswhere the pavement flattened out before dropping off sharply, causing me tocatch air and land with a bump strong enough to make me wish I had slowed downa little. Still, I was making good time and was nearly at the bottom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The slope of the hill eased and became a mostly flat roadthat ran along a wide creek or small river. The water was contained bycobblestone walls from which people would hang their poles out over the waterand attempt to catch the fish-of-the-day. Mostly it was just a bunch of oldpeople that liked to get together and talk about sex.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I went speeding by all these guys in my car, driving rightinto their fishing lines and equipment as though I belonged there more thanthey did. I upset several fishermen as I tangled their lines together and gotthem caught up under my wheels, though I didn’t come to a stop until I reachedthe end of the waterway, at which point the road made a sharp turn to the left.This is where I finally parked my car and got out, handing a net and some thickfishing line to the man who was standing closest to me. He was still yelling atme with his thick accent as I walked off through a nearby park and beyond to arestaurant with outdoor seating.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I strode right up to a long table about chest high where Ifound my mom waiting for me. I hop up onto a barstool type seat and beginlooking over the menu, telling her I’m glad to see she came. I briefly considertelling her about the ecstasy I consumed, but think better of it and decide notto a split second before my dad shows up. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I had not expected my dad to come to the dinner, and mydispleasure should be obvious. I’m clearly scowling and hunkering down in mychair like I didn’t want him to talk to me. I was bothered by everything abouthim, from his odd-looking beard to his Nehru jacket which seemed so out ofplace for this day and age. I wanted him to leave.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He converses with my mom for a moment and she is polite tohim. As he excuses himself to visit the bathroom I ask her how she can havepatience for him and his act. She says something motherly about how time haspassed and I accept her answer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Realizing I need to go to the bathroom also I excuse myself,and as I walk from the table I find my mom needs to use the restroom also. Aswe approach the bathroom and the unusually long line I find I am standing nextto Carrot and we are talking while we wait for available stalls. We haven’teven entered the bathroom yet, still standing outside in the cold with aboutten other strangers who all need to pee. I start giggling about something andthis sets Carrot into a smiling fit.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]When free stalls finally open up we go running in to use thebathroom, our bladders overly full with piss from our beers. I don’t recallactually using the toilets but we came out pretty quick and went straight todrying our hands, skipping over anything to do with water or soap. The DysonAir Blade by the door warms up our hands in the cold air.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking out I pass the line for the men’s room and everyonein it is wearing lumberjack plaid, almost like what you’d expect if it was aplaid holiday. Some men even sported coonskin hats and thick gloves, though theweather didn’t seem cold enough for such accessories. I laughed with Carrot aswe ran away and back towards our table.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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05.03.2012

Janitor and Elevator (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember going inside this pretty huge elevator, and there's this janitor that comes in at out of the stops. He is wearing a gray dress shirt, and some shorts.

He asks me a question that I can't remember, probably something related to cleaning up the floor on within the elevator, but I said No.

The elevator opens, and as he's taking his stuff out, I noticed he forgot that one of his equipment was dangling out inside the elevator, so before door closes completely, I dash towards the area move it aside.

I come out, and I'm in some random area, it feels like in a firm of some sort, seeing out things are fancy. It doesn't feel like a hotel, because area itself I'm in is too small.

I turn around and explore the place a little bit, and there's two doors. One is for going to different floors of a bank, and the other I can't remember too well.

I'm kind of hesitant on which door to pick, and I remember going near the ledge and holding on to the metal barrier on top to look down. I think some small thing falls on my head, or maybe it was a spider's web that got on me.

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05.03.2012

OpheliaBlue met Alex in Texas? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

OpheliaBlue tells me that Alex was in Texas in waking life one time, and she got the chance to meet and talk with him.

I don't understand why she would tell me something that would technically be confidential and only released to staff members, but I guess it wasn't big of a deal for her to tell me.

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05.03.2012

Eyeball (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking around random areas, can't really get a good description of any, too many dream shifts, and they were most likely short experiences anyway.

The one I do remember is me in the bathroom. I'm looking at myself in the mirror, but I'm not seeing myself, I'm seeing my eyeball zoomed in.

There's a hair strand right on the middle of my pupil, and I carefully slide it to the white area and took it out. Then something else random was in my eyes, it looked like half of a transparent shower curtain hook was in my eye as well.

It felt kind of weird how I was taking it out, but it in a twisted sort of way, it was relaxing feeling it come out of me as I'm moving it out.

Someone is telling me something, but I don't really pay attention to them, and I don't think it's my higher self talking or anything like that.

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05.03.2012

Over sized Clothes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a store with a female named Kim in waking life, I don't know what she's doing in this dream, but apparently, she declares to me that she'll some clothes for me.

Okay, free stuff, sweet, so I go around the store, and the carpet is dark brown, and there's somewhat of decent lighting in the store. All I'm seeing from this store are dress shirts and some fancy suits, nothing NORMAL to wear, and they're all over sized.

I can't possibly wear any of these over sized clothes and make myself look like I'm fat or something. I try to avoid Kim seeing me, seeing as I can't pick out any clothes as yet.

I don't know what I'm being a wimp with not going up to her and admitting there aren't any clothes my size because they're over-sized for me.

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05.03.2012

Head shot (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I know more went on in this dream before, but I can only remember this certain starting point.

I'm outside and it's bright as day, the building I exit seems to be a skyscraper or some kind of large corporation building with glass windows making up most of its composition.

I see a light brown brick wall somewhere in this dream, and someone was supposed to appear behind it I guess?

I look to my right and see someone coming out, they look at me, holding a weapon most likely since I'm sure I raised both my arms to show that I'm not going to do anything to them.

I slowly motioned myself towards what seems like a backpack, and I think I knew there was a gun I could use, but again, the lapse in recall makes this a bunch of presumptions of what's in it.

When they turn the other way to look at another person I think, I quickly grab a gun, probably from the backpack or whatever, and immediately shot the person in the head.

I didn't hear a gunshot from it, it was like hearing the sound of a tranquilizer gun, but I'm pretty sure that guy I shot was dead.

D.......E........A..........D...

The bullet went in pretty deep inside of his head, and there's no blood coming out.

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05.03.2012

Swimming with Zora, Aqua, or Alyzarin? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in an environment like in the video below, it definitely had a strong resemblance of it.



Exclude that I'm Link on a boat though, it's just me, half naked wearing a long black dress pants. I'm swimming pretty fast in this down stream, or maybe it's because of the current speed that's accelerating me.

There's someone swimming with me, and I feel it was a female Zora, and I could tell it was female because I heard her say things to me in a voice that could only be a female.

I think I told her to be careful swimming and try not to bump into too many of the green colored boulders. So I guess in my mind, I had the logic of the boat game where if you bump into the boulders or anything, you would lose points.

Except this time, it was the Zora/Aqua entity that I was concerned about, because every time she was being ditzy and bumped into something, I felt some of her life force getting weaker and weaker. Maybe I was just concerned about her well-being rather than it being her life force, lol.

She was a mix of these: Aqua from Tales of Symphonia 2, Zora from Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess (the image is a male, but it's hard to tell if Zoras are male or females in TP though), and Queen Rutela from Twilight princess as well.

It was pretty fun being around this entity, despite their Klutzy nature.

There were some moments where the dream resets at certain points, probably when the person's life ended and was set to full back again, not sure, I just remember a few blackouts and us starting wherever she hit a boulder or something.

Alyzarin did mention her swimming in a dream last night, and I wonder if it's her in a different form, since she is kind of klutzy and ditzy in her dreams sometimes, especially in this one.

Anyway, we're (I still don't know who) finally reaching the end of the stream, and it seems this one is carrying us at a higher acceleration than before. We finally reach the end, and I think I thank the person I was swimming with, and went out alone.

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05.03.2012

Carrot the Mastermind (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's kind of hilarious seeing Carrot, a member here on DV, being in control of what I do in my apartment. Even now, I wonder if she's actually doing that, hahahaha.

From the dream above with the Zora/Aqua/Alyzarin speculation, I believe this dream is a continuation of that.

I remember floating up to water surface, and feeling the water rush out of me as I'm on ground level. As I'm walking, I'm shaking my head to get rid of the water, and I still feel myself wearing the long black dress pants from the last dream, and I think I was still half-naked.

I'm clearly headed for somewhere, but I don't know where exactly, I just know the area I'm in resembles certain areas at my University. There was this small gap I was going through at some point in the dream, and I had to jump on some small ledge and edge myself along the path.

Okay, enough of that boring stuff. I finally reach my apartment, go inside, and there's a person inside. He's skinny, brown hair, wearing a white jacket with some small black font on it probably, and is wearing some generic blue jeans that were faded.

I ask him,

"How did you get in here?"

He starts getting a knife, and tries to stab me, but I dodge most of his attacks, just barely.......

He is telling me some things, but I can't remember anything except when I asked him the same question like before basically.

He responds saying Carrot is able to control who goes in and out of my apartment electronically.

And that it's all part of her twisted game in having fun with what I do inside my apartment. The person said I was an S1 or G1 type of ranking, not sure what that meant.

I think he even said something along the lines of compared to Carrot's rank, I'm like a third grader. I was a little shocked by this, and he continues attacking me with the knife. I dash towards my bedroom, close it quickly.

It's a good thing the guy thought I locked it, because I know that in waking life, the bedroom door doesn't have a lock, and doesn't even close all the way. (It makes a clicking sound, but it always retracts and slides just a little back).

While I'm peeping through the small crevice, I see him going back, then turning around facing the door. Instead of just waiting for him to do something, I think I turn around to go to my closet and find something to attack him with.

I do it quietly, and the dream shifts to where I open the door, and he's coming at me, and he grazes his weapon on the lower regions of my chest, but it was just a graze.

I can't remember much after that.

03.25.2012

Library, Carrot?, Why Are You Touching Me Like That?, Lecture Shifting, White Noise Should Help... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall is kind of horrible since I slept late last night, but I find that listening to white noise really helps with falling asleep for me, will have to continue using it to see if I can get to sleep faster.

Dream 1: Library

I'm inside of a library, and I go to peek over to see what's near the left section, and I find I see "Glass" again. She was reading a storybook to children sitting around her.

I quickly tried to hide so she wouldn't see me, then I find myself sitting down near some librarians. One was saying that she needed more people because someone could take the new books away.

Dream 2: Carrot?

It's dark, and the only source of lighting are the street lights. I see a female that looks like Carrot, it takes me a while to notice, but she's walking somewhere.

I just happened to cross paths with her, and it seems I did an ignore test to see if she was a DC or the real one. So I walk past her, and opened a laptop that was in my hand and pretended I was busy with something.

Turns out that I can still feel her energy. I can't remember what I did next though.

Dream 3: Why Are You Touching Me Like That?

I believe I'm near the middle of a two stairs being intersected. Imagine going down one set of stairs, and there's one square floor you walk on before you turn to your right to down to the other set.

I was in the middle, and I find something was a little bothering about my body. I think my shirt was already off, and I was wearing the black jeans I usually wear for Lab days, so I'm presuming I was getting off from a lab just now in the dream.

I don't know why I have the sudden urge just take things off, especially if people might pass, but it didn't feel anyone would come up or down these sets of stairs.

I feel someone's presence, and they're right behind me. She starts observing my lower region, and keeps staring at my ass. I didn't really mind, she had such a soothing nature to her that didn't make me feel bothered that she's seeing me half-naked.

To be honest, because she was so curious, if I were lucid, I would've become curious with her too.

She looks around some more, and she even touches me slightly. I've notice my whole body was warm in this dream, and me covered up in a comforter sheets probably was sublimated into this dream of me feeling a little heated up.


She looks a lot like a girl I had for my Psychology class in High School, let's call her Samantha. Samantha was giggling, almost like she wanted to tease her prey or something, I just wanted her to touch me more already since her cold hands felt really nice against my warm body.

I asked her, "Why are you touching me like that?"

But I can't remember what she said after that, I don't think she talked a lot, she mostly giggled and was smiling a bit.

I believe after she's touching my ass for a while, I told her I have to go. My memory is still a bit fuzzy from this, but I think she wanted me to stay, and almost cried and said, "Noooo!"

I remember her screaming something, so I'll just assume it was her saying "Noo!"

The dream shifts to where I'm outside to go towards the Clock tower in College Station, and I'm waiting for traffic to clear up a little bit, but then I find I can't head near the train intersection because something was blocked.

It looked blocked to me.

I guess that would make sense seeing as there's construction going on around that area, but even so, we can still pass through it because they set up temporary old fashioned stop lights to allow some traffic.

Dream 4: Lecture Shifting

My recall for this is horrible, all I remember is me sitting outside on the floor near a lecture room. I see my professor who covered the first two exams for my Biology 112 course, and the room is pitch black, with the screen being the only source of light.

The dream is weird, I can't tell if I'm near the lecture room, or near the drive-thru of a fast food restaurant lol.


Dream 5: White Noise should help...

I'm inside a room, watching an adult film, but I'm also hearing the white noise on my laptop playing from a link that continuously plays it over and over.

I believe I see my mom headed out somewhere by me peeking through the door. I'm watching an adult scene I believe, but then again, I'm wondering if I'm having sex at the same time.

I thought the white noise should help canceling out the moans in the room, and that my mother wouldn't hear that.

When I'm looking down, I don't think it's an adult scene I'm looking at on my laptop, but rather, a really beautiful woman really close to my body sticking her ass out to me.

So much for lucidity, because she was practically begging with the position she was in.

non-dream dream lucid false awakening

1:00

Thai guy
Even before falling asleep, an hipnagogic experience: some guy is talking to me in thai. After a while of listening to him, I realized I was starting to dream and got back to waking state and wondered: 1) how the hell I knew he was speaking thai? 2) why the hell I seemed to be understanding perfectly well what he was saying to me?

1:20

[private]

4:00

Sequence of absurdities
I'm looking for Nighthawk and while I'm at it, I go through a sequence of bizarre dreams.
At some point I enter a building looking for the WC and someone guides me to the elevator, which doubles as WC. Once I get inside and sit on the toilet, the elevator goes up and once I'm done and flush the toilet, the elevator goes down again. I find that bizarre, but don't become lucid.
Once I open the door of the elevator, I watch some aliens coming out from a secret door across the corridor. They have a strange shape, like elongated bells, with no clear head. They move slowly and don't emit any sound. I wasn't supposed to have seen them. Some men in black appear out of nowhere with a needle to stick on my neck and in a millisecond I realize I'll be unconscious and probably dead if I don't act fast. So I offer all my resistance. The needle guy is able to stick it 1 or 2 millimeters in my skin, but I fight back, steal the needle and stick it on him. Then I run as fast as I can. I find a door to the outside but unfortunately it leads me to a dead end, an internal patio with high walls around that don't seem to end.
I fly upwards and find a kind of balcony where I land. The problem now is that there is a creature, half-dog half-bear, growling at me, ready to bite me. I just have time to fly again upwards, narrowly escaping its teeth. The walls continue, but finally I find another balcony. This one seems nice, with pots with plants, no wild animals in sight. Then I hear some voices... On the pots are talking carrots, with faces! They are commenting about my strange appearance and I think to myself "I am strange??? You're carrots and you talk!!" Stupidly, again, I don't become lucid.
I keep going through the dream world and finally arrive at the place I think I was heading to from the beginning. It kinda looks like a school. I see Zilla and Gil and a few other familiar faces and they seem busy preparing Xmas cards and decorations. I wonder why. I ask Zilla if she saw Nighthawk and she says no, but asks me to stay and help them. I stay for a while just because I'm curious about what they are doing. They have little plastic reindeer's figurines and they are adding some props to the figurines. I decide this is so damn boring and keep on moving.
A couple of bullies blocks my path for no apparent reason and I "kung-fu" them, throwing them down some stairs. One of them gets really hurt, with a broken leg or something and I feel sorry for him, but I show no remorse, or they might think I'm soft.
Then I meet some guy I supposedly know and I ask him if he saw Nighthawk. He tells me he did see him on some wedding of a friend, where he had also been a guest. But that had been hours ago and he didn't know his current location.
I'm about to give up. It's getting late and it's becoming dark. I see a bunch of people going to some nearby viewpoint over a valley and I decide to go see what's the reason for their excitement. That's when it starts the most amazing firework and I just stay there alone in the crowd, watching it melancholic.

7:00

I was standing by a river talking to a zebra. The zebra had a deep voice and was talking about necklaces or something like that. It lifted it's hoof and pointed toward the river.

I looked and saw HUGE carrots staying still in the river, with flat tops, like rocks. I can remember the orange color was really bright and almost blinded me.

The zebrah told me if I wanted a macbook I would have to hope on the carrots and get across the river. I went over and hopped on the first one. It dipped down a bit, but held still. I got over easy. When I looked across the river the zebra was gone!