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Dream recall from non-lucid nap.

I recall being in some sort of open area, then later i was underwater inside some ruined ship with some people, there was air bubble around it. I was relaxing on some piece of furniture while others were searching for something, then we have found some ghosts, but nothing that we were searching for so we went outside. There was some kind of huge bottle, one of people who were with me got inside it and fell asleep.
Later i was back at home, i was thinking that i returned from four dreams and that i saw similar dreams earlier, i was checking through this dream journal and found them, but before i could write new ones i was distracted by food, there were some spiral clams or something, after that i was super sleepy so i fell asleep.
I was somewhere else and i was talking to some person that i nicknamed 'mystery man' for some reason, we were talking about those four dreams that i was thinking about earlier and then he said that i should pass some kind of test.
I was teleported into different room, i was on some table and i could not move. Some kind of dark green partly living partly robotic thing was mounted on my head, it had an eye that was staring at me, also there was other dark green creature walking around that was preparing for something. I was as calm as ever and was trying to do staring contest with that eye thing. Then other creature came closer and looked through the other thing at me, there was loud noise and vision got super distorted.
I woke up back home, i was super dizzy and family was asking me about something. Then i woke up again, again super dizzy and then i woke up properly.

I'm walking down a long, white hall way. It reminds me of a hospital. At the end of the hall is a huge room that looks like an office space. It's filled with desks and papers and people. I see Stiles. He's running frantically around the room and talking to people. I leave the room and go into a diner-like room. It's not too crowded, which makes me happy. I walk up to a long table and Rem (my cat) is sitting on it, watching me. I start petting him and he purrs and relaxes. I look away from Rem and the whole room is staring at me in shock. I know that no one else but me could touch Rem. I feel proud. I decide that I'm hungry and get into the food line. There is an order window and I look at the menu hanging above it. I really want a burger and fries. I get seriously annoyed when they tell me that they don't have cheese. A boy walks up to me and starts apologizing. He says that he's sorry and that he'll be happy to help me in any way he can. I say okay and he gets in line behind me. When I'm about to order, Stiles gets in front of me. He tells me that he's scared and he wants to go home. I smile and tell him that everything is okay. He smiles back and turns toward the window to order. I grab his hand and we both relax.

I haven't actively been trying to induce lucid dreams, and I've been too distracted to really focus on my lucid activities, so my recall this week is pretty terrible. It'll improve once I'm less tired and distracted.

I recall one dream from last night.

I was with my mom, aunt, and brother. We were looking for a restaurant to eat at. We found one past a mall (in real life, the mall was long ago turned into a mega-church), and it was a donut shop. It was always late night in this dream.

The donuts were the best donuts. The. Best. Donuts. I have ever had, either asleep or awake. They were Krispy Kreme style donuts and they were so super amazing that my aunt, mother, and I kept going back to the little donut shop. Their special was something called a "Southern Treat" which is a thing that exists in real life. It's a hamburger put between two donuts and fried. In real life, I think that's disgusting. In the dream, it was the most appetizing looking thing in the world, but I kept forgetting to buy one every time we went to the shop.

It wasn't a lucid dream, but I never eat in my dreams - ever - and one of my goals has been to eat something in a dream. I guess it doesn't 100% count since I wasn't lucid but at least my brain's on-task even when I'm not.

Didn't sleep the greatest last night and I kept waking up, but I still remembered a few things.

Dream 1: The setting was possibly a cave-type place. There was something about a mission where one had to dress up as a girl and pretend to be distraught, until a monster or something heard you and dragged you away. In this case it was Harry Potter, I think.

Dream 2: Setting was my grandma's house or something like it. Me and a girl with long, darker hair, possibly Indian, were lying on blankets or something and talking. Either she was my moirail or she mentioned something about one. This part is a little blurry, but there was something about spawning or generating a creature, and how the one I got was named "Dogg", which apparently had been a name I had gotten in the past.

[Gap]

I was in my aunt's room? and there was a dark man there talking to me, and he held up a really small dried up/dead baby snake and was telling me how you have to take care of them or this happens, and I was thinking about how it was 5 A.M. and I was busy doing something important so I couldn't take care of that too.

Dream 3: Two? people are listening to Kankri and Karkat from Homestuck talk, and they're being sarcastic and joking, and they banter about something off-color, and one of the watchers turns to the other and concludes that Kankri must have done something inappropriate to Karkat? o_O

Fragment: I think this might have been apart of around the #2 dream: I spit a wad of gum out of my mouth and was picking pieces of it out of my teeth. (Side-note: Gum is one of the items in my memory palace, so it might have come from that.)

Yesterday morning I did remember some dreams and tried to store them in my dream palace, but I wasn't really awake enough to make it stick, so I forgot them the next time I woke up. :/

I lost some of today's dreams, I wish I had tried to store more before they were lost. I need more practice coming up with imagery on the fly. (I can think of some now that would have been perfect!)

Dream:

I turned in homework to an old teacher (Ms S). It was two pieces of artwork. I had to cut one to a smaller size, which was a headshot of Eridan from Homestuck. I cut a little too much on one side and had to cut the other to match. When I handed them in, the other piece turned out to be Eridan too. I said the headshot was from years ago, like it was a punchline. The headshot piece starts falling apart in her hands and turns into curly fries with bacon bit pieces. She acted like that was what she figured was supposed to happen.

The scene changes.

There was some kind of aristocratic-like party going on, the style reminds me very much of From Eroica With Love, with the more grayscale coloring - including the gay aristocrat figure. There was something about a guy who found the main DC attractive, I think someone was pointing it out to him...

Fragment: Ordering coffee with someone and sitting down together.

(this dream is current, as of last night)

Side notes:
WILD attempt unsuccessful. I felt the onset of paralysis, but the sound of the heater distracted me, so I was unable to "dive". Ugh. I need to not let those things distract me! I may have to turn the heat down, although then I'll have issues with being too cold. I can't wait for summer.

The second time I woke up, I just couldn't tolerate remaining on my back. It's hard to describe the sensation, beyond discomfort coupled with a compulsion to roll over onto my side.


The dreams:
1. I was wandering through a hospital, which was also a university somehow. The elevators didn't work properly. The math professor accidentally locked me in the classroom; I don't remember how I got out. I remember that there were a lot of ledges and narrow bridges you had to climb in order to navigate even the most basic parts of the building, such as the library, and thinking to myself that it was unsafe.

2. I dreamed that M--- and I were driving through a city. It was an unfamiliar city, but it was on a bay or sound of some sort. I wasn't paying attention, and M--- was driving. He drove up the metal framework of an unfinished bridge, and over the edge, into the water. I bitched at him and told him that he needed to pay attention to where bridges end. Rather than letting the car sink, I dragged it along behind me in the bay so that it floated and started the engine, using the car's engine to push us through the water faster.

3. I dreamed I was lying on a mattress with Mom and G---, and G--- was trying to tell me that if you add red paint to yellow paint, it makes green paint. I was arguing with him that it did not, although at the time I couldn't articulate why. Mom began playing with actual paint, like finger paints, and made a mess.

(Woke up, used bathroom)

4. I dreamed I was in a city with high rise buildings. The light was shining off of them.

5. I dreamed I was talking to a rheumatic old man. He had oddly-colored eyes, one was a deep blue hazel with brown in it and the other one had a brown iris shaped like a flower, where each petal had 2 dark brown dots in it, and no pupil. He had a cloth that was soaked in bleach that he would sniff, and told me about how comforting it was to him to smell it, then pressed it in my face - I wasn't too thrilled with it, although I do like the smell of bleach sometimes. He then told me about how the gene for his weird eye was recessive, and asked if any of my relatives had the recessive gene. I told him no, because he was creeping me out. His eye reminded me of a weird cat I remembered seeing (dream memory, not real), a black cat that also had oddly-colored and oddly-slanted eyes.

(woke up and went back to sleep)

6. I dreamed I was grocery shopping, and trying to select food that I thought both my brother and I would enjoy. The grocery store was dark and dingy, and the freezer cases had cloudy glass and didn't seem to close correctly or be working properly. I was loading up on junk food, thinking that we hadn't been able to afford it lately and he would be pleased. I also bought Fresca. I wanted to buy a small sample pack of different sodas, but someone had stolen 2 out of one of the sample packs and another one was nothing but grape (I hate grape). I was disappointed.

Woke up. I need to remember to perform Reality Checks more often upon waking, though.

Part I - The Amusement Park

I had visited this place more than once in my dreams -- a theme park that looked almost broken judging by the worn brick walls that had a dampened red hint to them and rustic metal that looked almost desperate to be torn down. It was an amusement park of some kind, one that didn't label their rides or have any fancy sideshows or midway game stands. It looked like the shipping dock of a warehouse, and yet it had a more joyous feeling to it.

It was my mother, my brother and I who took favor to this place. My mother looked the same as ever -- long blonde hair with a boyish face that led just enough femininity to tell she was a mid-aged woman, though me and my brother were of a younger age. Being twins, this would make us 6 or 7 about. Perhaps older, but not younger. We had been searching for a ride, and my mother kept telling how it was my brother's choice because it was his birthday. Thinking of it now, that's ridiculous. Shouldn't it be my birthday, too? We were twins after all, but I went along with it.

He could decide of a ride, and as we wondered, we found one ride that we had been on in a past dream. In the dream previous, this ride consisted of much darkness, followed by some torches and the occasional spooky jump-scare, yet had all the drops and twirls of a roller coaster. We entered this ride and got in the car that could fit the three of us even with room to spare. There was only one car, and it was a blue, 50's carnival-esque shape. It also had no safety bars or belts, but I assumed this was a safe ride. As the car started to move, we proceeded unto darkness, thus ending the first part of my dream.

Part II - The Problem with Fast Food

I woke up at about 7:30-something AM, and didn't feel like staying up, so I didn't. I went right back to sleep, telling myself that I'd only sleep for another hour.

Near my mother's home, there is a small restaurant called In-N'-Out. It's rather popular on the west-coast for it's cheap prices, excellent fries and horrible waiting times, if you went by car anyways. In this case, my mother and I took a trip by foot to the 50's-themed restaurant, with orders in mind, or so I thought. Instead of going to the ordering window, we went deeper, into the kitchen. My mom said we were in a hurry so I had to order fast, and I did -- large fries and ice cream. My mother ordered likewise. The man in the kitchen -- a young Hispanic man in the employee outfit of red and white, gave us this order, but the ice cream was the star of this order. It came on a cone, and had at least eight scoops on it, towering enough to almost reach the ceiling. My mother gave out a groan of displeased humor, saying that we'd never be able to walk home with a thing like that.

He leveled the tower of frozen dairy to just one scoop, and we got our fries, and we went on our way.
We now had to walk home. It was sunset; the sky a blistering, hellish red with darkening clouds scattered in lines along the horizon like platforms in the sky. My mother was complaining about the heat, though I for one found it to be a very mild temperature. The ice cream agreed with my mother, though. Only five minutes since we left the place and they were starting to turn into a colored liquid. I did my best to hurry and slurp it up, and I did, my blond-haired mother apologizing to me that we couldn't get home sooner as we walked into the sunset, idly nibbling onto our fries. We never made it home before I woke again, almost precisely an hour later.

Notes:

Both of these dreams included my mother.
Her personality was rather different from that in real life. She's actually rather excited and playful, while in this she was worried and seemed stressed.
This is the third time I've been to the amusement part in my dreams. I've noticed no specific pattern with real life occurrences that induces the setting.
The In-N'-Out restaurant as well as the area around it was stunningly accurate to real life.

Interpretation:

Perhaps my mother is stressed or worried. I have taken notice of a change in her average personality as of late.
In-N'-Out might represent my increase in food consumption.
My brother's birthday could represent an imminent event with him soon. I'll keep track of that.

I made breakfast for two of my brothers. Just some bacon and pan fried toast. Forgot what we were talking about, but one of them started cleaning up.

I'm getting a little annoyed with my mother and sister appearing in my dreams lately. They are boring and annoying.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom. I see a strange machine in the room. I intuit that it was installed over night as I slept. The machine is mounted on the wall at eye level. It looks like an X-ray machine in a doctor's office. It has an arm that extends out in any direction. At the end of the arm is something that looks like a camera, but it blows out air. I examine the controls and figure out that it's a heater/air conditioner. I turn it on and learn that it has a motion sensor. It detects me and the arm extends and follows me around the room, blowing cold air on me to cool me down. I think this is quite ingenious except that the air follows too close for comfort. Like a person staring too close.

Then I notice that the machine is mounted on a chest of drawers. The chests seems damaged under the weight of the machine and the mounting is blocking the drawers from opening. The furniture is painted white with bright red drawers and round metal handles. I remark that the workmen must have been sloppy to install the machine where it is blocking the drawers. I move the machine off so that I can open the drawers.

Inside the drawers I find a bunch of old stuff; bools, journals, and trinkets. I suppose it belongs to the family but I don't recognized any of it. I sift through it, reading some of the journals. Then my mother and sister enter (groan). They start going through the stuff as well. The sunlight is brighter now. I see a hot dog covered with mayonaise. I think to take it to the kitchen to add ketchup and mustard, but I'm hungry so I just chow down on it right there. My sister and I exchange some passive-aggressive banter per usual. She calls herself a "life-ist." I call her judgemental.

Now it seems it's getting dark. My mother and sister leave. I find on the other side of this bedroom a door to the front porch. It looks like the door of a convenience store. All glass and a wide bar handle that you push to open. Since it's getting dark, I look for the lock to secure the house for the night. There's a odd metal basket near the door lock. I intuit that it is to hold keys and change. Then a see a man just outside the door. He runs to the door and starts banging and screaming. I'm startled and wake up.

Fragments (LUCID)

[Okay, I know this was a lucid dream, but I didn't have time to record it at the time, regrettably. Here's what I can remember.]

A topless girl is in bedroom.

Later, I reset to a checkpoint in a bedroom. I unplug the ethernet cable. Outside there is a TV. Earlier I was tasting Goldfish and some other food. I go out to a glowing hall. An old man catches my attention: I wonder if he's my dream guide. I approach him and open my mouth, but he cuts me off.

"Shut up, just shut up and follow that guy," he says, pointing. "We'll meet you here in a few hours. Don't look for us; we'll find you. Shut up and follow him."

So I do. I catch up to the other guy. He comments that I was the fastest person to catch up so far. I arrive in a common area with people wearing Hogwarts uniforms. They've been training their lucid skills inspired by the Harry Potter universe. Right now they're trying to jump up and touch the high, vaulted ceiling of the room. Someone says something about having enough brains. They don't think I can do it because I've only just started training. But I try, and after a few warm-up jumps, I manage it. Somehow a backwards roll is involved.

It was raining heavily, and I think we (me, mom and dad) decided we needed to stop at grandma's because it was too bad to drive in. I think I was worried about driving on her road when it was so wet, because it's so narrow and gravelly.

Apparently we hadn't heard from aunt Dimple in two days. We were really worried and it was like we already knew that something had happened, that maybe she was close to death and this meant she had passed away. One of us brought up the question that, "wasn't grandma sick right now?".

However, we got a text from Dimple just as we were pulling in to grandma's road. Just as we saw that it was her, we passed by Dimple's white car.

We're in grandma's house, and we brought our cats with us. Only there are some kittens too. I see one of us trying to put down a kitten near a dog. My automatic reaction is, 'No, our cats don't get along with dogs at all!'.

I was in my grandma's room, settling some kittens in I think (I remember a fluffy orange and white one), and there's someone sleeping on the floor. I look over to see that they're naked, and I look away and head towards the door to leave.

I'm nibbling on a corndog on the porch but I don't want it anymore. My sister suggests I use it to get the dogs to go in their kennels. I tears off a chunk and throw it in one 'kennel' to get her dog, Duke, to go in, but he gobbles it up and leaves it. (They don't look like dog kennels at all, more like scrunched up boxes)

My sister is like, "no, no, you have to use the *something I don't remember*". She touches a yellow mark on the wall, and Duke stands at attention. Then I do the food thing again? Don't remember.

I repeat the treat-throwing exercise until a few more dogs are in kennels. I remember feeling frustrated dealing with all the them.

Real life notes:

Dimple is passed away.
Grandma doesn't let any dogs but her little one in the house, and they only have one other dog anyway.
We only have three adult cats.
I don't like corndogs.
Grandma's road has caved in before so it was a valid fear.
That's a lot of dreams involving water lately. I don't think it's because of having to use the bathroom - I just have bathroom dreams then.
I didn't take a melatonin last night because I was worried it was causing nightmare flashes again, but I did end up taking a small piece of a sleeping pill.

Dream recall didn't worked as well because i did accidentally moved as soon as i woke up, but i still remembered most of major parts.

Apparently i was living in the family of thieves(They looked nothing like my IWL family but my dream self still referred to them as is), we had alot of stuff and we had a few places in different cities that we moved between from time to time. Also we had some console and i was playing some games on it(don't remember them at all ).
As we were moving to another place, we decided to steal a bit of stuff from some food stand, and we did so successfully. As we got to another of our places, we had a meal that we cooked from the food that we just got, and it was very tasty.
There were some detectives after us the whole time, but they were always failing to spot anything about us. Until now. Some detective entered our place and started checking for things, apparently he had found a note book and that somehow told him that i murdered some important person(?). The detective ended up being killed, but more were coming so we ran away from the place. Dream skips.
I was alone in some sort of airport place, very bored. I opened menu, pressed save, then pressed exit. Dream faded out.

I'm walking quickly down a street in my hometown. Then I notice that it will rain and start running. At this point I'm not running but flying close to the ground. I Continue flying in front of a row of houses that have ornamental plants in front. When I was approaching my house I decided not to follow the road and started to climb to a height of several floors. At this point I decide to enter into my house through a chimney. I descend into a diningroom where my parents are waiting for me to eat. The food is bland and the dream fades.

DJ Log: January 7, 2013 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking around with a friend in a huge shopping mall with multiple floors and wings. He stops in at a store with a delicatessen next to it. I tell him that I'm going to find something more substantial to eat and I'll meet him back here in a while.

I walk around for a while and check out some of the food stands. They all seem to have nothing but chicken for sale. I don't eat chicken, so I keep walking past them all. I walk down one of the wings and stay to the left on all turns so it's easier to find my way back to the store my friend is at. I walk for a while and find this store called Thailand Food Market. I stop in and check out all the food, but don't see anything interesting. There is a reefer cabinet full of all kinds of strangely shaped vegetables. I can't seem to find any meat, so I decide to leave.

I walk further and end up near the end of the wing. All of the stores here are vacant and have 'For Lease' signs in the windows. I pass a small restaurant and there is a table in the front window which has utensils and wine glasses at all the seats and a candle burning in the center of the table. There is a 'For Lease' sign on the door. I stare in the window for a while, hoping that someone is inside and will invite me in for some food. There is nobody inside and all of the lights are off.

I walk along a bit further and arrive at a store with all kinds of random junk all over the place. It looks like a flea market of some sort. I walk around through a section of antiques, then into a section with piles of old electronics. There is another area which has shelves full of old smelly shoes. * End of recall ability *

(Note: My brain was emptying itself as fast as I could talk into my recorder. I have zero recall of this dream now, 14 hours after awakening. The best thing I ever did was put a digital voice recorder beside my bed. I can speak much faster than I can write and I don't need to open my eyes to push the record button. This has helped me DJ more dreams recently that I ever could have before with only a notepad and a pen. Sometimes, I get recordings that are only 2 or 3 slurred words, then just snoring for 2 hours. Though this is kind of a fragment, I'm not categorizing it as such since I was able to write a few paragraphs...)

DJ Log: January 5, 2013 – 9:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am driving down a road with a guy in the truck with me. The back seat is full of luggage and what not. Suddenly I realize that I'm running through a red light and there is a cop sitting just ahead, so I put on my right blinker and turn into a Sheets convenience store. I walk into the store and approach the food counter. A guy behind the counter is slicing a large steak into strips. He asks what I want. I tell him that the steak looks good and ask him to make me a steak sub. After a brief moment, he hands me a sub roll packed full of thick slices of raw steak.