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Walking to church. We had been to the adventure playground with the boys, and then home to get soothing. Now we are back on our way to church. Cross a road, and descend a frosty slope, pulling boys in a pulk. Notice that I am sliding, become lucid, continue sliding, across level ground and up hill. Woken up by noise.

A battle. Heroes. Fighting a huge black spider. Travel. Death. Time travel. Pills for time traveling. A church.

I had two more lucid dreams this morning! The first one, I was in the backseat of a car. Mr. Crocker (from Fairly Odd Parents) was driving. Suddenly, I noticed that there was no one driving anymore and that Mr. Crocker was sitting in the trunk! It was one of those cars where you can reach into the trunk from the backseat, though, so it's entirely possible and likely he climbed in from inside the car.

Anyway, there was no one driving now, but the car was still going really fast. "Get back in the driver seat!" I told him, but he just ignored me.

That's when it hit me - I hadn't actually seen him LEAVE the driver seat, which meant I must have fallen asleep in the car! This was just a dream! Actually, I was in bed IWL, but I guess that wasn't really important, as long as knew I was dreaming. I did the hand RC to make sure. Five fingers - nope! I tried my other hand, just to make sure, and I counted six fingers this time!

Suddenly, I noticed my iPod was laying on the seat next to me. I turned it on and noticed the time was some number that was too big to be the time (I didn't pay much attention to the time), then quickly turned it off because I was afraid the bright screen might somehow cause me to wake up.

After putting my iPod down, I wasn't sure what to do next, seeing as I was still in the car. My mind went blank for just a moment, which taught me a valuable lesson the hard way: NEVER STOP THINKING. Before I knew it, I was suddenly awake, staring at the back of closed eyelids.

Yes, I learned that you MUST always focus your attention on something. Just constantly thinking about what you are doing or will do will help prevent the dream from collapsing that way. Focusing your attention on your thoughts is still helpful.

Anyway, I opened my eyes to check the time. I didn't really pay attention to the specific time; I was just checking if I should get up or if I had more time to sleep (it's an analog clock, so I can just look at the rough position of the hands, without much regard for the numbers, for an estimate of the time). I decided to go back to sleep and try to become lucid again.

This next dream started in third-person. Hermoine Granger (from Harry Potter) was there. A little dog started chasing her. Suddenly, the dream switched to first-person, so now I was running from the dog. I realized, "I've had this dream before. I must be dreaming." In actuality, I've never had a dream even remotely similar to that before, but whatever gets me lucid works, I guess!

Knowing now that I was dreaming, I simply left the room (I'm assuming I was myself now, as I forgot I wasn't). I found myself in the gym at my church. I did the hand RC just in case (even though I was already certain I was dreaming) and confirmed that I was correct. Thinking about what I should do now, I decided I should start with the basics of dream control. I decided I had two good options - continue trying to teleport, or summon someone/something. I chose teleportation.

I went to the door and told myself, "This door leads to my room," stating the first place I could think of and trying to visualize it somewhat despite having my eyes open. It, unfortunately, led right where it should.

My mom was there. "I'm having another lucid dream," I told her. "See? I have an extra finger right there, which means I'm dreaming." I pointed to the extra finger.

"That's nice," she said, not really seeming to care.

"I have to keep thinking, though," I continued. "If I stop thinking, I'll wake up again." I went outside, doing my best to maintain a constant monologue, mostly a mix of reminding myself I was dreaming and thinking about what I should try, whenever I wasn't talking with someone or doing something specific. I'd occasionally switch between thinking and speaking out loud to myself.

Anyway, when I went outside, I ended up on some unfamiliar street. There were a lot of shops and other businesses around, so I figured I'd just wander around and find somewhere that looked interesting. As I was wandering, I decided to try summoning while I was walking along. I'd heard that reaching into your pocket is a good way of summoning small objects, so I tried it. "My iPod is in my pocket," I said, naming the first thing that came to mind, as I was only doing this as practice. I reached into my pocket, and... it was empty. I resolved to simply explore this place my subconscious had given me instead; there were plenty of buildings around, after all.

While I was still walking and looking around, I came across these two Asian guys. Hoping they knew this was a dream, I asked them, "How do you summon objects?"

"I'll tell you how," one of them replied. "You don't." Clearly, he wasn't aware this was a dream.

It turned out that they were on their way to work, so we each went our separate ways. I soon spotted a sushi restaurant at the end of the street. Since I'd heard food can taste really good in LDs, and since I love sushi, I went in.

However, a lady from my church, who was seated at a table near the entrance, stopped me to talk to me. She proceeded to say something only a DC would say. "When you go to the bathroom, Kiona follows you in." I can't remember her second sentence, but it ended with the words "toilet seat".

This unexpected conversation was enough to temporarily distract me from my current task of ordering sushi. Almost as soon as she was done talking, the dream ended just like the last; my vision quickly faded, and I was awake before I'd even had the time to think about stabilizing.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

his dream seems a crossover of Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction. I'm part of some female elite assassins' gang. Apparently one of the girls did some shit and another one beats her up until she looks dead. She wants to throw her body in the river. I don't agree with any of this and I check if the other girl is still alive. She is and I convince my colleague that we should spare her life. Then out of nowhere comes our boss, who is none other than Samuel L. Jackson. He asks why we haven't finished her up and when we say we didn't think it was necessary, he decides we're getting soft and shoots at us. He kills the other two and I barely escape. Then begins a long chase with gun fights. I start confident that I will beat him, but after a while I feel that he might manage to kill me. We have a last chase at a crowded hotel with glass elevators and emergency staircases. I jump from a window, enter the hotel again and cross the kitchen in a last attempt to lose him. When I'm out of ideas, a huge earthquake shakes the whole building and I decide to run to outside. Stuff collapses behind me and he gets trapped inside. I feel relief, but then outside I encounter mayhem. The earthquake is caused by the fall of what seem to be meteorites, but instead of making large impact craters, they explode like nuclear bombs and radioactive clouds form in the sky. Everybody is running for their lives and I look for some good shelter. I find it at an old monumental church with heavy wooden doors which I lock behind me. I inform the people inside about what's happening outside and we try as much as possible to insulate doors and windows. Magically we survive in there for some time until I decide to get outside and I find that we've been protected from radiation by huge transparent domes over the city.

I stand next to a produce farm of my construction, it is about 3ft. by 5ft. To one end it contains sugar cane and it has water channels in between small pumpkin crops most of the rest of the way down, on the edge slightly longer Mellon vines grow. I think to myself that I have a lot of good crops, however there is one I cannot identify next to the sugar cane, about 6ft. in hight and 4in. in diameter, and off white in color. As I look closer I realize that it is hollow, I look inside and see a turtle shell with a floating almost digital translucent gray name tag above it that reads T-Dog. (here the dream skips) I now stand in a church while the turtle is being mummified in another building, the walls are lined with tall and vibrant stain glass windows. I stand next to the priest, other than us the entire place is empty. Suddenly rocks come hurdling through multiple of the brightly eliminated windows, the priest gets red in the face, I can tell he is furious. (the dream skips agin) now I find that I am standing outside the church at night, my friend Jacob pops out of nowhere with a tiny crossbow and shoots me with it, however the minute dart simply bounces off my chest. (and the dream fades into an end.) I also recall a fragment of another, something about my old teacher Mr. Van giving me something.

So last night was my first night on brain sups.
Picked up some Melatonin, Choline, and B6, took one of each about 30 min before bed.
Initial core sleep 11-7 was latent with fragments, no recollections though
Laid awake for almost an hour attempting a WILD or some visualizations to no avail. Turned off my sleep tracker on my phone and checked my messages, after I felt tired so I rolled over and fell back.. into the fun.

Standing in some large grassy meadow I realized I was no longer in my room and must be dreaming, looked at my hands to stabilize and decided to take to the air.
Feeling the wind rush past me was an exhilarating feeling as I gained altitude. Thinking there must be some kind of civilization around I found a small village which looked french from 200 years ago or so. I circled the town but then decided I would stay airborne and continue to explore the island I was on, as I climbed I played with willing my speed faster and slower. As I am fairly new to sustained flight I figured I needed the practice. Some lucidity was lost as I sped up because I was looking down and my mind couldn't keep with the details of the passing ground. I remembered this happening in a previous dream so to establish more control I focused on the distance. It was then I saw several other islands connected to the one I was flying around. Their design was somewhat colonial mixed with the bright colors of a carnival, there were 3 other islands tied together in kind of a line, each with varying size and infrastructure design. They were far in the distance and I remember thinking how amazingly detailed everything was, pondering how wonderful my mind was that I could dream such magnificent things. In trying to decide if I wanted to visit the other islands I got caught up in the details of the ground again, I lost lucidity and the dream faded as I fell.

Not certain I fully woke up, as most of these were Deilds. I relaxed back into a dream and I was suddenly surrounded by african americans. We were at a wedding. There was much joy for the celebration but it seemed it was located at a fair ground of sorts. Dusty ground and the smell of fried food in the air. I was wondering through the crowd when I noticed a friend of mines brother in a doorway to a small shack, he signaled me over. As I approached the door he took a drag of his smoke and stepped inside, it was a dark room with somewhat cramped furnishings. He kept telling me how awesome his flat screen was, when I looked at the wall it was on it was a tube, with a flat screen, probably 12 inches diagonal. I smiled and decided to go back out to the gathering, there was a woman on the PA system making some announcement. Every time she finished talking I would shout 'Dino-Babies!' into the crowd from behind something. The dream faded and I transitioned.

Now in a large house there were exotic women all around. I was lucid for most of this one as I phased through many walls and windows. The details escape me as most of it was me running from woman to woman and making out with them. Some smiled, others were taken aback by my sudden inappropriate action. Settling more into the idea that I was dreaming and most of the DC here were for my amusement , I continually rubbed my hands together to stabilize the dream if my excitement started to get the better of me. It almost seemed as if there was a meeting going on, yet I was too overwhelmed by the estrogen in the air to come to full awareness. Towards the end I had a petite woman sitting on my lap who was straddling me, caressing her arse I decided to slip a finger into the warm spot. She was soft and slightly humid, could not believe how tight she was just on my finger. The excitement lost me my lucidity and my alarm rang just as I was beginning to get mr. member's tip in.

Suddenly I am standing in a large group of people, we're all wearing tux's and gowns as it seems to be a prom of some kind. Recognizing most of the people from the church I used to go to as well as my old private school. Realizing I was dreaming I decided to seek out an old childhood crush, everytime I think I see her in a group of friends I turn her around and its someone else. We're in a large cabin type center that has wooden support beams and a soft mahogany furniture everywhere. Wondering to the back of the hall I see an old friend who is wheel-chair bound hiding in the corner with her face turned. I approach her and her turns to me, she's been crying.
'Emily?! What's wrong? Why are you crying?'
'They are making fun of me because I keep beating them in cards'
'How can they do that? Its just a game..'
'I know, but they say i'm not normal'
'No one is normal Em, what did they say?'
'Because I've spent my whole life in this chair I have developed a sort of ESP, all games are very easy for me, especially cards, they fear what they don't understand'
'That's amazing! How could anyone get mad at that!'
'I just want to be like everyone else'
'No, don't say that, you're special. You're like this for a reason, you should support your abilities and stand proud. You have purpose in this life, I don't doubt'
'I guess, thank you so much Noah' she smiled
I smiled back 'Here, come back with me'
She nodded and took my hand as we rejoined everyone else
It was obvious everyone was now looking at me with her as we approached a group of old friends, getting sideways glances and whispers. I found the friend I was looking for before and she gave me odd looks now that I was with Em. We were all sitting at a table when I noticed a guy at the table behind us speaking loud enough for us to hear
'Its just not right! People like that shouldn't be allowed to live..'
I turned back to him, death glared, and began a very poignant monologue on the validity of all humans. Details escaping I remembered the very last line
'People are people no matter who they are.'

I went to bed around midnight (kinda late for me) and woke up at some point during the night due to a thunderstorm. I fell back asleep not long after it passed and had the first dream I remember from last night. It was about the Doctor (the Eleventh Doctor, to be specific). I was watching in third-person, by the way. Anyway, he went into this weird, cartoon-like place. It became realistic fairly quickly, and then there was some epic battle I can barely recall between the Doctor and some guy I'm assuming was a bad guy.

I woke up again at 6:30 and decided to go back to sleep. This time, I dreamed that I WAS the Doctor... and I was just outside at my church. I went around to the side of the building (which is actually my friend's backyard; she's the pastor's daughter and lives next door to the church. Their backyard essentially doubles as church property) to find the TARDIS and Amy Pond. I found the TARDIS right where I expected and entered it. Unlike on the show, it was NOT bigger on the inside. Anyway, for some reason, I got mad at Amy (who had apparently been allowed to fly the TARDIS) for leaving it out in the rain (I'm not sure why; besides, it was barely even raining).

(It's not really surprising my mind would dream up something like that, seeing as I went to church yesterday and then watched Doctor Who later. Well, it is a bit odd that I was the Doctor, though... I'm almost ALWAYS myself in dreams.)

I woke up to find it was only 6:45. I drifted off to sleep yet again and woke up without recalling any dreams... or so I thought. I noticed a big Pikachu bead sprite on my wall and couldn't remember it ever being there, so I looked at my hand to see if I was dreaming. I counted five fingers, concluded that I wasn't dreaming, and picked up my iPod to check the time. Well, whatever the time was, it wasn't 103:53. Now, I knew I that I WAS dreaming after all. After the two attempts it took to unlock my iPod (it glitched up the first time), I noticed that I had some apps I don't have in real life as well as a different background. The background was bright orange. Upon closer inspection, I realized it had a picture with rather a lot of text over the top (also in orange, but in a different shade). I tried to read what it said but discovered that it was all in gibberish.

I put my iPod down and sat up, ready to try some dream control. Despite having full (or, at the very least, a lot of) control over myself, it didn't occur to me at the time that I had immediate LD goals (i.e., completing the TOTM and meeting my dream guide), so I just decided to do the first thing that came to mind. I closed my eyes. 'When I open my eyes, I will be in... Skyloft!' I thought to myself, naming the first fictional place that came to mind. I opened my eyes, a bit disappointed that I was still in my room.

I remembered that some people unintentionally wake up when they close their eyes, so I checked my iPod again to make sure I was still dreaming. It still said the time was 103:53. I was still dreaming. Being one who likes to sleep in in the mornings, I laid back down and closed my eyes, finding myself back in reality shortly after.

The Walking Dead

We were over ran by zombies and trying to find a safe place. A lot of people died. We make it to a church. We are inside it and there is a man and woman there. I am up on a stage and there were doors. I hear and see a zombie moaning and turning a doorknob. Open it to kill it but two cups fall out. One was blue and one was turquoise. I treat the cups like they are full of zombie viruses.

I notice some tomatoes pilled high in the corner. I go back to the people and I see Laurie and Hershel from The Walking Dead. I assume now that I am Rick. I sort of hint to Laurie about the tomatoes and how we made "Something" from them to create explosives. She gets it and lets me know we will use them later.

I am now on a 4-Wheeler in my state trooper uniform and hat. I worry that I will attract all the zombies back to our place but I am looking for something. The landscape looks like Texas in the summer. Dry open pasture land. I see a old run down sign that looks like something from a Fallout game. It says something about a resort.

Then I get a flash of memory about how I went there and knocked on the door wanting in so bad. But the people inside where cruel and evil. I barely escaped alive.

But no that's not what I want. I see a trashed out mobile home. The metal frame looks good. I want it. Then I see it hauled off by something.

Now I am standing in an open parking lot. I see three of those mobile home frames outfitted to be solid bug sort of caged looking. They are stacked and hanging from one another independently from a crane. We have attached bits of broken rope and rags of all colors so that it is easy to climb up them and be high up and away from any zombies. I climb up and wonder why it is so easy and why I don't get tired. Then I see a severed thumb with a silver ring hanging from a rope. I am shocked at first. I pause to examine it and then quickly forget about it.

Now we are all in a comfortable living quarter inside one of the mobile homes. It is fully furnished and complete with everything we need. We are entertaining the kids with some sort of projector video game.

I wake up.

Another Poop Dream
I am at my parents and we are getting ready to go to General Convention (a church thing). I am pissed off and don't want to go. I am sitting in a recliner and my wife is next me saying something. I am annoyed because I am trying to read the Bible but she is talking. I get hateful and tell her to leave if she wants to. That I won't beg. As I am saying this I see a bookmark that says "Preach it, Thomas". I think this must be my grandfathers who is now dead.

I go up stairs to the bathroom. I am still grumbling how I don't want to go. I need to poop so I sit on the toilet. Then I find myself suddenly on the floor in front of the open door. I start to go but I see my mom may a face like what are you doing and then she waves me away like go ahead. I stand up and think no I should be on the toilet.

Then I remember that I dream this a lot and I say, "Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming?" I say the words but I don't really ask the question. It is just like something I was supposed to say and had no meaning.

I sit down on the toilet and hear the poop plop in the water.

Alarm clock wakes me up.

Aids:1/8 tea peppermint oil WBTB
Methods:MILD - Half assed
Morning Supplements:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Felt refreshed in the morning. Slept solid. Solved pillow issues.

Trying to LD 2:00AM
I am jogging down a familiar street. I see Jeremy and Becki. I invite them over. We are now in my house. But this is my first house. Jeremy talks about how he can tell me how many ghost are here. I tell him I don't want to know. I feel happy and safe here and I don't want to ruin it.

Then I am in my first truck. I am in the passenger side trying to sleep. My wife is in the driver side sleeping but tossing and its bothering me. I am trying to WBTB. I have an audio induction and I want to hear it. I adjust my headphones and try to sleep. I couldn't help but notice that my headphones feel like underwear on my head. Then notice that is light outside and rainy. I see Chris driving up to her daughters house who happens to be my neighbor. I am a little surprised. I hope that she doesn't notice me and my underwear. She is all but starting at me now. I just sigh and close my eyes. All I want to do is have a lucid dream and If I have to do corny things like listen to my underwear then who cares. I actually hear some music. It is a Ke$ha song believe it or not.

*I hear the intro music*

"Maybe I need some rehab,
Or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession,
I'm seeing it in my dreams"....

(Very appropriate! Except Lucid Dreams is my drug. Bahahahaha LOL)

I feel irritated and tune the music out. I feel like I am being watched and I just want privacy. The truck drives around the block. I don't notice it but I am driving it with my mind. My wife is in the driver seat but I am controlling where to go. Then I remember we left the kids in the house alone. And I think we should hurry even though we are just going around the block. I look out the window to the right and see a distorted iPhone. It says Brooklyn on it. The woman in the truck with me is now my ex-wife and she starts bitching about how much money she spent on that phone for my niece and now its ruined.

Now I am in a bed trying to WILD. Something wakes me and I look to the left and see my sisters husband with a bed pan under him. He is squirting shit through his clothes.
I say, "OH GOD! YOU NASTY FUCKER! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?"
He jumps us and runs to the bathroom. He slams the bed pan on the floor and I see chunky shit splatter up on the wall. There is shit on the bed. I am disgusted but I feel sorry for him at the same time. I know he is sick and can't help it. Then my dog goes sniffing at it. I grab her too me and hold her. I lay there not wanting to deal with the mess. I half expect to smell something horrid but there's no smell. I close my eyes and wake up.

I Don't Want to Die!
My wife and I are in a hotel. She is not pregnant and we are partying. We are drinking and she starts to smoke pot. I am shocked but I'm like well we don't do this often. She leaves the bong on the couch and my dog daisy starts to hit it. She runs through an open door into a yard. Then she howls as she ex-hails. I find it strange that I see really black smoke come out. I am surprised at the color of smoke but I just laugh. She is trying to get more. I hand the bong to my wife who is in the recliner watching TV. Then I say wait let me. I take a long drag. I notice that there is no smell no burring in my throat and no taste. Then I ex hail. I instantly feel fucked up. I make a comment about how fast that hit me. She says she knows.

I leave the room for some errand. I walk outside and see a nice area with a pool. There are only a few people. I jump in and then leave.

I go inside a bar and walk through to the bathroom. I notice a bartender and a dart board in my periphrial vision. I sit down to shit in a stale but the toilet is so high people can see me. Some take notice and just sigh and finish up. When I walk out of the bathroom I am now in a church and service is about to start. I take in the whole scene. I notice people to my left conversing and greeting. I see a crown scattered about and people in various conversation. I see all the pews and the stage up front. The stage is blurry and I dont focus on it too much. I see another bathroom down a ways and too the right. For whatever reason I walk to that. I walk past the womens and enter the mens. It is dimly lit and there is one toilet on the right and a sink on the left back wall. The entire right wall is glass. I can see through into the womens bathroom. The bathroom is identical to the mens and I see a large woman pulling her pants down and sitting on the toilet. It seems that she cant see me and it think it must be a two way mirror. I try to respect her privacy and advert my eyes and quickly leave the restroom.

Then I am in an elevator. The interior is minimalistic, plush and cream color. (now that I think about it... like a casket!) I push a button. The elevator begins to malfunction. I feel it tilt back and get smaller. I an now lying at an incline. I push some other button. Then it compacts into a ceiling with metal beams. I hit the stop button. I am so stuck I can't move.

I quickly WILD to have an OBE to go get help. I see a lady at a desk. I tell her my body is stuck in an elevator and I need to get it out before I die. I move out of my body. It feels so natural and familiar to do this. I go through the wall and see a lady at a help desk. She is an African American woman in a red blose. I quickly explain to her that my body is trapped. She tells me a bunch of instructions. I dont remember. Maybe I am still stoned?

I go now to do whatever it is she told me. I am now walking through the spot where the pool is. I see a lot more people there and I don't bother to take a dip this time. I walk to a concrete walk and spot an elevator door. I feel that this is where my dying body is. I pry the door open with my hands. There are more doors behind the first. They are red with purple trim. I get through a total of four doors and my body slips out. I catch... me. My body is limp and cold. I find it very odd to touch my body from outside of myself. I drop... me. And I try to use my mind to enter back into my body. It does not work. I am getting panicky.

I scream, "I don't want to die!"

I lay down next to myself and try whatever I did to exit now to re-enter. Nothing is working. I look to my right at myself and see a hand with a respirator to my body's face. I see hands doing chest compressions. I am still not back in my body. The light fades and everything goes dark.


*Holy Shit. I think I will avoid elevators for a while.

02.07.2012

Dream Drive Thru (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember having a dream in where you could go through some sort of drive thru. In this drive thru, you could go anywhere you wanted to go, or have your dreams fulfilled if you like.

At one point I experienced mild dream sleep paralysis.

02.07.2012

It Was an Accident! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was outside my church, standing in the parking lot. A sing le car was parked in front of where I was standing. Suddenly, a man rps open the door of the car and tries to steal the car. I scream, letting someone know nearby what is happening.

A man runs out of nowhere, and flogs the man getting into the car. The thief retreats, and ppulls out a shotugn. He tries to shoot the man after him, but misses. Then he aims for me. I then pull out MY shotgun. The man shoots. I dodge it, and tried to aim for the man. instad, my shaking hand aims for something else.

The other man's crotch.

I pu ll the trigger without realizing. Immediately after, the thief is already hightailing out of the parking lot. Out of my vision.

The man that I shot looked up at me. Rage and anger crossed his face. He started walking towards me. I back away. Then he ran toward me and picked me up by my feet, slniging me over his shoulder. I beat on his back, struggling to get free. He laughed and said, "Let me show you what happens to little girls who shoot me."

"It was an accident!" I yelled, still struggling from his iron grip. Then I broke free, kicking him in the face. I ran as fast as I could the other way. I heard him runningbehind me. He nearly caught the back of my shirt, but I ran faster. I rounded the corner of the church.

A small pool of water appeared in front of me. It was attached to the back of the church, and appeared to be as deeps as a hot tub. Lights illuminated the blue water. I jumped in, hiding under the water so the man wouldn't find me. I wated for a slong as I could, then stuck my head above the water, making sure the coast was clear.

It was, so I got up more. I stood in the water, now feeling its temperature. It did feel like a hot tub. I looked up, and saw two people sitting in the tub, looking at me. A boy and a girl. An uneasy smile crossed my face.

02.07.2012

Where's my Uniform (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Cheer practice was starting soon and I had to be in uniform.

I peeked through the doorway into some room. I wasn't sure where I was.
All of the cheerleaders were standing in the room in a line, facing my coach.

I quickly hurried out looking for my uniform. Eventually my coach got mad at me about it.

02.07.2012

Plane ride (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was on a plane. My dad said that it would take 12 hours to get to our destination. I told him that I would just go to sleep for those 12 hours and pass the time.

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Again, I have been lazy with my DJ. This dream was from the 12th, it's the 16th now. I guess I should stop being so lazy with this. Anyway, here it is.

I was walking around the local market with the DV user Dead and my school friend. We walked around a corner and saw a huge church building. It was empty inside, so we just walked on a few meters then decided to go inside. There was a class taking part in the other room of the church so we sat down at the front and watched the teacher talk. Dead had disappeared and I was just sat down with my friend. We then wanted to get up and leave but we were not aloud, instead we went on a computer. On the computer was about 20 folders named "pawn" inside one of the folders were various odd porn pictures and a large picture of some dead babies. The dream then ended thank god.

Very short dream, didn't have much fun that night. I had a FA and saw Dead STARING INTO MY SOUL. I tried to keep my eyes closed and the fell asleep again.

Adding Up
I remember being at church with my family. I was sitting at another table beside them. In the background, i could see people walking around and talking and laughing, meaning the service was over. My mom and I were adding up something on our notes paper, I don't know why. I remember asking her, "What did you get?"

Seven Lanes; Really?
We were driving home. It looked like I was in third person. But I wasn't looking at just my car, I was looking at others too. It was nighttime. I remember our car coming up to our turn that enters the neighborhood we live in. Instead of just two lanes, it looked like seven lanes; for about six cars were stopped in the last six, for I could only squeeze into the last one.

There also was a stoplight here where it shouldn't have been. I remember thinking to myself, "this car should do this," or "that car should do that." The car to the right of us got tired of waiting at the stoplight and backed away, leaving an empty lane for another driver.

Rally
I was with my family at my school. We were having some sort of really big event.
I remember our gym grew into a big arena. I was a cheerleader, so I remember standing in the stands with all the other cheerleaders.

The event hadn't started yet, so I decided to walk outside. For some reason my cat was walking around outside, so I picked her up. I carried her around to the courtyard. I heard a buzzing lawn mower behind me. My cat tensed up, scared of the loud noise.

There was some steps up to a door leading to a classroom from the outside. I decided to walk up the stairs and enter the door. As soon as I did, my other cat (who's been missing for about a year) jumped onto the platform.

My cat tensed up again and hissed at him. The other cat cocked his head to the side. I ran through the door and the other cat followed me. I reached some sort of dressing room that was inside the arena. My sister Ken was inside there holding what looked like a baby. Some kind of radio was on. I walked over to a table and put my cat down. Then the black cat jumped onto a table.

Then my cat got so mad she blew up into what looked like different colored boxes. Weird right? The black cat did the same thing. I stood there, my mouth open, with Ken still listening to music.
Then I woke up.

I'm in a large church during the service. We start singing a piece that I don't know. I recognize the tune, it's some folk song, and sing along. It's a bit dark, hard to see the text. After the song candles light up all around the church and it gets as bright as if there were electric lights.