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Dream #1 The Vanessa Hudgens experiment part 1 (Rated PG 13)

Im in my old 2nd home watching something on t.v, when i hear a woman in the bathroom singing??? i ignore it and decide to fall asleep on the couch. I now awaken in a abandoned old shack, dusty old furniture and mices and rats crawling all over the place. I get up dust myself off, and head outside where it is night time, to notice this black bald headed dude (who looks like R.kelly) having sex with some woman against a car. I decide to not become a peeping tom, well because that would just be considered weird. I now walk to a apartment complex where there are two mexican men talking about something i forget what it was.

Dream #2 The Vanessa Hudgens experiment part 2 ( Rated PG 13)

Im now in a backyard it is sunny out and there is a party or something. there is a different mixture of people and everbody is having a good time. I reach in my pocket to grab my hawk coin totem and reality check with it, wait a min...how did i end up here??? Fully aware and lucid im walking around looking for dreamman9380. I grab my celphone and call him, great no answer. I over two guys talking about they hid something in a room, my curiousity grew and i walked closer to the guys they were two hispanic males sitting on a apartment balcony. They both looked at me and i walked a different direction pretending to head somewhere else but i stayed nearby. These guys seem suspicious and i sensed that they had something to do with my friend dreamman9380. I decided to take measures into my own hands, I overheard Vanessa Hudgens voice somewhere and teleported there immediately. She was in a recording studio singing. I looked at her and said let us become one and the same..(that last quote echoed) and my energy emerged with hers. I was now projected as Vanessa Hudgens.


I felt the dream fading and rubbed my hands together and looked at my surroundings focusing on all the little things around me. I was wearing some black heels a black dress and my hair was down straight. Still projected as her i decided to teleport back to that previous location seduce one of the guys into that room where something was hidden. I walked up to them twirling my hair chewing some gum, and said...you fellas in for a little fun? they looked at eachother and nodded. We now enter the inside of the house and i notice there is door with a lock on it. The men look at me and say.. there ain't nothing in there for you sweetheart. Well can you show me whats in there??? exposing a little skin i got his attention. Ok but just a peep thats it. Wow...what do you keep in here? A little bit of everything mostly guns he whispers. Ooh, can you show me where you keep them?
Uhhh, i don't think thats a good idea, pleeeease? I notice his partner heading towards a bathroom and shuts the door. Ok ok, but im just gonna let you see it thats all. He reachesin this drawer and pulls out a variety of different toys. This gun here is called a 9MM this gun is called a revolver, and this one is called..do you have any silencers? Uhh yea yea i got one right here. Can i see how it feels? Now i can't let you hold it sweetheart because its loaded, and well..Turn the safety on. He gives me a look like he is almost afraid to do it, Your not afraid of litte ol me now are you? walking closer to him leaning up against him. He presses his lips together and makes his final decision. Alright, but no funny shit! He puts the safety on. I hold the silencer in my hands, wow...this feels really good. You know, you look really sexy with that gun in your hands you know that? I strike poses for him. I point it at him POW! I pretend to shoot him. He jumps, and i giggle. Ok real funny k give it back now. Aww you afraid im gonna shoot you? i turn the safety off. Where is it? Where is what i i i don't know what your talking about? The file, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE FILE!? In there! He points to a nearby dresser i walk sideways still aiming the gun in his direction. I dig thru the files looking up at him in here? Mmhmm. Come over here and get it. (He looks down afraid to look at me) I SAID GET THE FUCK OVER HERE AND COME GET IT!!! Ok ok ok! And hurry up, i don't have all day!

Here its all there. I grab it then hear the bathroom door opening. This better be it! I look at it and see my friends name on it. Yep thats him alright. I run out the back door and immediately start running down the fire escape. there are a bunch of spiral stairs and some intense action music is playing ih the background. I hear the men yelling and run down a nearby alley, I stop and take off the heels as they are hurting my feet. i leave them by a green dumpster and continue running until i notice my friend dreamman9380!
Hey over here i yell! he stops and turns around walks up to me, we are on a sidewalk somewhere. Whoa wait a min..your Vanessa Hudgens right??? I give him a confused look forgetting im still projected as her. Hang on....(i project back as my normal self) Whoa...Q??? How the hell you just do that? I hand him his file, i can't exlain right now. I make a portal, head somewhere safe and lock that up ok? I don't understand? I can't explain just GO!! (i push him thru the portal) I dive thru with him as we end up at some building.

Where are we? I don't know, but you better hide that file somewhere. Thanks Q. No problem man, you just make sure you put that file up somewhere A.S.A.P. Ok, i will. I nod my head and get a good look at everything around me. the dream fades, and i wake up

My friend Dreamman9380 had problems remembering his dreams over the past few years. During 2011, I made a promise to him that i will do my best to help him remember his dreams more. I often share dreams with him and a few others, but this was the 1st time i helped him recover from a long dry spell. What was in that file? To this day im still wondering myself, and perhaps it holds the key, to him remembering his dreams.

Black colour means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Got it? great, now for the good stuff. So kick off your shoes and enjoy this dream.
Dream #1 Something special.

Im walking on a beach with a beautiful latin woman. (She looks like Roselyn Sanchaz) She's wearing a long white dress, barefoot with pink flipflops in her hands, long wavy black hair, a pecan colour complexion, with beautiful slanted eyes, a strawberry shaped nose, and pink juicy lips. She's laughing as im tellin her how Gorgeous she looks. The sunset looks warm mi amour, i hope this moment never ends she says. Even if it does babe, i will see you again. You promise? Yes, i promise. We watch the sun go down, as i gaze into her hazel eyes and our lips meet..dream fades.

Dream #2 A moment of bliss interrupted.

Im asleep on the couch, awaken to the sound of a blender goin off. Im sorry papi did i wake you? Na its ok love, what you making? A strawberry smoothie you want some? That can wait, come here. I hold her close to me and once again get lost into her hazelbrown eyes. Ay papi your gonna make me spill it, even better, then your gonna taste like strawberries! we both laugh, and the phone rings. Hang on papi i have to get the phone, hello? yes it is, who's calling? Ohhh yes why of course. (My memory gets foggy here what the conversation was about) I walk outside and a seagull is flying in the sky. Air feels warm, im at peace with myself...Reaching in my pocket to grab my hawk coin totem, rubbing it wait main...how did i end up here??? what is today's date??? Papi are you outside? I stuff my hawk totem coin back in my pocket. What are you doing out here mi amour? Oh uh, i was just getting some fresh air ahem. (She has her arms around me staring at me giggling. Wait a minute, were you playing with that silly coin again? I don't know what you are talking babe, i was just getting some fresh air. Your off again to one of yours missions are'nt you? I thought we were gonna have lunch and cuddle up and watch a movie? Don't worry i'll be back i promise. You know i always come back to you, so just keep my plate warm for me hon ok? (I kiss her on the forehead) i'll call you when im on my way. A bergundy bmw pulls up at the, the entrance of the house, I look at my dream wife and tell her i love her. She looks at me with tears sliding down both her eyes as i pull her closer towards me, don't worry..i'll be back later tonight ok? She nods in my arms, Ok, please come back to me mi amour please! I can not lose you again, you have to come back to me please! I will babe, i will. I walk towards the car and get into the passenger seat, A woman with dark her fair complexion with a take no shit look about her who looks italian, (very attractive) lights up her cigarette and says, you done with all that mushy mushy shit with your little soap opera looking senorita or no? Yea, as im staring at her inside the car window. Good, now on to more serious shit! She peels off and we drive to a warehouse and i ask her how did that last mission go? she walks over to this table and shows me a table full of guns. (She mentions something about us taking down a known Boss crime syndicate who runs, robbery, Extortion, Crime, Gambling, ect ect.) Ok its seems like we're all set then, by the way i did'nt catch your name, what's your name? Natalia. I nod my head and get a clear look at everything around me in this warehouse, feeling like im about to wake up, i say her name over and over. Now awake in my bed, i record it into my recorder device, and try and do a Wild.

Dream #3 Swan filled parking lot.

Im walking thru a parking flooded with water and filled with swans. I reach in my pocket and pull out my totem and begin rubbing it wondering how i got here, Im aware enough to realize its a dream i fall backwards and had a false awakening.

Dream #4 Who's totem and recording device is this???

I wake up in this building filled with chairs, (i do not remember the exact amount of chairs) but they were lined up in almost like a loop. a recording device on a empty table, a glass of water, with a spinning dradle top (just like the one in the movie inception). A white pill with a note that say's in big bold black letters, DO A REALITY CHECK NOW!!! I reach in my pocket and pull out my totem, and reality check with it, fully aware of whats happening...i walk thru a door and there is a computer with random names (I forget the names on the computer) of people who are dreaming. I take the pill and drink the water then record myself talking on the recording device left on the table. I say into the recorder, ahem hi this is dreamprofesser and im in a room filled with chairs and a spinning top, whoever finds this recording device meet me at discreet location so we can share a dream. I push the stop button and fall asleep.

Final dream. How did you get here?

I wake up in some hotel with a bunch of college girls dorm, their sittin around talkin about something. One of them who was a blond who looked at me while watching t.v said to me, Uh...like how did you end up in our dorm??? Uh...i don't remember, i get up off of the couch walk out the dorm and wake up to the sound of my Beethoven alarm goin off.

I remember being in a class with twins that i knew really well, but I've never had a class with them. Our teacher was my old English teacher from Jr. high school, and he was explaining dreams to us. We were also building/fixing/repairing bowling balls. The class room looked like an old supermarket I went to with my mom back in my childhood. I remember the teacher was saying that "inception" was just a bunch of garbage. I started ignoring him because I had that "I already know this stuff" feeling about whatever he was prepared to say.

Also...I want to say I had a really intense dream before this....but I don't remember anything from it.

11/10/11
First new journal (DJ Restart)
Very vague, simply remembered me and Olivia hugging and cuddling together in the front seat of a school bus, left side. (no other details whatsoever.

11/11/11
Best dream of my life (no joke it was on 11/11/11)
Semi Lucid:
First dream:
Started in the setting of my Outward Bound trip to Colorado, in a glacier melt lake(similar to lakes I saw on my trip but not an exact one) I jumped into the water for fun and it wasn't cold and it didn't have feeling. I vaguely remember it suspending me a little like jello. At this point I was semi-lucid(still not in control mostly passive watching what my brain wanted to do) and decided to climb up the mountain nearby above the lake. The climb up changed slightly towards the floating mountains of Pandora mixed with base jumping cliffs in Europe.
When I got to the top I think I was para-sailing for sometime between 3-6 hours, before landing on the coast of a (large) island shore, next to an elementary school. When I looked inland I saw skyscrapers that reminded me of Inception mixed with modern day New York.The city was approx. 10-15-20 miles away, it might have constantly been changing distance, my depth perception wasn't perfect. So I guess I rounded up some people to safari with me up there, we passed the mountains again probably 2 minutes later(or I teleported back to the top) but instead of going down on the other side of the mountains it continued slowly uphill with semi-thick trees. Eventually(after following a river riddled with waterfalls) we reached a bridge and we crossed it. It probably wasn't more than 30-50 feet across the river. Once on the other side there were stone steps leading up to a spa where there was either 1 or 2 guys that I said "We're gonna (come back and) be the king of everything (and all of this)"(inside these was what I was thinking not saying aloud or was questionable whether or not it happened) and then almost got in a fight but I think I used my brain to will them not to fight. Then we got to the city and there was something going on, like a wedding pre-party thing but it was in no way generic. All I remember is tossing a ping pong ball from 2 stories up and made it in a jug some girl was carrying without looking. Then I tried to explain (Idk to whom, maybe my conscious mind?) that someone broke their wrist because there were girls (some looked like bridesmaids) jumping off of a 15 foot or so playground/playplace then climbing back up. The play ground changed back and forth in between a playground and a (10+ story) sky scraper. At one time when I climbed a ladder up to the 2nd story of the skyscraper, there was a flatscreen on the glass next to the ladder(outside surface of the building) on which someone tried to refine my task of what I was searching for, for me. But I soon forgot that and proceeded to turn the dream into a mix of GTA4/GTA5/real life/ and the movie "Authur". I bought a cargo ship(as a rich spoiled kid), and was driving it through the harbor of what seemed to be the graphics of GTA 4. Then someone in a harbor crane (the voice of the nanny from "Arthur" tried to pick up my cargo ship, and I used a corrosive cannon/weapon on the ship to melt the bridge on which the crane used to move across the harbor(kind of like train tracks). I think that was the end of that dream.
Dream 2(kind of a fragment):
Me and the cross country guys on my team (I physically saw the form of at least 5 of them and felt the others' presence, including one Italian exchange student who doesn't even run at all but is in my AP PHYS with me) were running north on A1A, the north-south highway that runs up the east coast, and probably went about 20 miles in around 5 minutes.
Then I woke up.

I arrive in Europe for a debate tournament. I am wearing a fairly nice set of clothes: my kacki dress pants and my blue air force sports coat. I'm entering a cave of ice and as I enter the inner sanctum, I'm standing on the outside of a massive crowd (what looks to be around 2500 people). Around the outside of the chamber, everyone is racing high-tech electric cars. I go back into an allyway with a girl and begin tuning my car. She is standing by hers. I don't finish but don't care, and I head up to my hotel room, where the same girl is on my couch. She asks me what flight I'm taking back home. I tell her the flight number that I flew in on, and can't remember the number of the flight I'm taking home, even though I remember writing it down earlier. This irritates her. I'm in the living room of my real-life house. In the rocker to my left is an old lady. I ask her, "What district of Europe is this?" She replies, "District? What do you mean, district?" As I explain how the U.S. is devided into fifty states, she cuts me off, telling me, "Oh, this is the ******** District." The next thing I remember is that I am sitting on a very small, very-low-flying aircraft, flying over a parking lot. As I pass all of the cars, I can recognize three of them and I name them as I pass them. "Oh! The Mazda ********! The Chevy Volt! And hey, they even have Priuses in Europe!" Cool, I think to myself. Europe's got us beat in going green! I don't remember the craft stopping, and I never see it. But now I'm on top of a hill with a staircase and a rail. I sit and slide down. I make it halfway. I'm at the top again. My dad goes down the same way I did, but wraps a string around the rail and holds it behind him. This makes him go faster, which at the time, makes sense. I'm at the bottom. He's at the top. He jumps and grinds on his feet. He leaps off the rail and hits the asphalt, takes another boosted jump over a row of about twelve parked cars. Now, I walk into a classroom, much like that of my high school's debate room. There are computers all around three walls of the room, monitors facing the room's center. I sit down at an empty one and look at the project I'm working on. It's a lego model for a house. I build two beam pieces (OOOOOOOO) and I stop, knowing that I'll never finish the project in time. I wake up (0740).

Not such great recall last night...I was up later than I had planned on, and so when I finally got to bed, I didn't stay awake long enough to properly go through a MILD setup, and I never woke up naturally during the night for another opportunity to try, either.

1) I was running around with the characters from Inception, but I don't think we were doing any extracting business. Can't remember what we were doing, though. At the end of the dream, Eames leaned up against a rail and looked as if he was about to faint or something. I woke up as everyone went over to see if he was alright.

Dream Signs: being around people, interacting with fictional characters, being somewhere without memory of getting there

This is actually a dream from the other day. It's not very long, but it was really vivid, and when I saw people "liked" it in the "one sentence"-thread, I thought I could post it. It's about inception.

Lucid
Non-Lucid
Thoughts

Hi Dom Cobb:

Okay, as I just said, it's not a very long dream, but again, it was very vivid, and I talked to Dom Cobb (Leonardo DiCaprio), so that was cool. So here we go.

I was standing in a weird city. I looked at the buildings, and saw all the details. The buildings were all grey/black, and the sun was shining, but the sky wasn't blue but white, probably because of clouds. "I've seen this city before.. But where?" I asked myself. 20 meters away, there were other people, and I was just about to walk over and talk to them, when my face suddenly turned into this: .
Right there, in the middle of the town, the city began to be folded, exactly like this:


I ran over to the other people, I thought the world was going to collaps, and I was really freaked out! And then I saw who it was.



I forgot all about the weird city, and said "Hi!". They all said hello to me too, and we began to walk through the town. Everyone looked at us, and seemed to be a little bit mad. Probably because we were in Cobbs dream. I remember I talked to Cobb, but I can't remember what we talked about. Only that it was about dreams, and stuff like that. It was so cool.

Haha, that's amazing when you dream about something like that, because you can find the exactly pictures/videos, and show other people it!

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Right, well, I haven't been on DreamViews in a while, but I just had to come back and post this one.

So, I'm sitting in my best friend's parent's room, but I guess I'm actually in my uncle and aunt's house. Somehow, I randomly become lucid (I can't pinpoint exactly when, which is frustrating, because I would have liked to remember for future reference) and I perform a reality check.

If ANY people read my dream journal entries, you know I'm obsessed with Inception. Well, I really wanted to hang out with the Inception team (again), so I walk out in to the living room and ask my Uncle and Aunt, "Have you seen Eames anywhere?" to which my Uncle replies, "Oh, he just left I think. Why?". I didn't know how else to respond with a 'reasonable' answer, so I just say "Uhh...he stole my lollipop." and my Uncle thinks this a perfectly acceptable reason.

I wake up. That was definitely a weird but short lucid. I perform the normal reality check I do every morning after I wake up and I'm surprised to find...I'm still dreaming!

Wow...this was almost a false awakening, it's a good thing I performed that reality check. Anyways, so I get up and walk into my living room (I'm at my mom's house now) and I see my brother, sister, and my best friend S standing there. I start to walk into my kitchen to explore, but come up with another idea.

I turn around and say to my sister, "You're not real, I'm dreaming right now," and she kind of gives me that look like she always does in real life that says 'Okay...you're weird.' I turn to my brother and tell him, "You too, you're just a projection." He starts laughing. Then I turn to S and say, "You too!" and she laughs like I just told a funny joke. I brush them off. I don't have time for this.

Suddenly, I wake up. Once more I perform the regular reality check and I'm even more surprised to discover I'm still dreaming! Wow!

I'm at my mom's house again this time, so I get out of bed and walk into my living room again. Once more, my best friend S is there, and I'm pretty sure my sister was there too, but my brother was nowhere to be seen.

I remembered I've always wanted to try transporting to another place, but I know that using mind power alone to go there never worked for me. So I approach my front door and tell myself that when I open it, I'll be where I wanna be. Outside my house, it's dark and kind of cold. I go up to the door, close my eyes, and open it. I tell myself, 'When I open my eyes, I'll be in Hawaii'.

My eyes are still closed, but I'm surprised to notice a sudden warmth and I can tell through my eyelids that it's now light outside. I hear the ocean.

I open my eyes and I'm thrilled to find myself standing on a beach with yellow sand, a crystal clear blue ocean, and scattered palm trees. My vision is rather blurred, for some reason, but I can still tell where I am. My sister and S are incredulous and ask "How did you do that?" before heading off to explore. I follow them to the edge of a little palm tree jungle thing before I wake up.

I'm at my dad's house now, which is where I fell asleep in real life. I'm now convinced I'm not dreaming. I go over the dreams I just had in my head, before I finally do a reality check.

And I'm still dreaming. Uhh...wow.

Well, anyways, so I don't know exactly what happened, but somehow I'm transported to a giant movie theater and I'm walking with my mom and a group of other people. I remember how I still wanna meet up with the Inception gang, so I ask my mom "Have you seen Arthur anywhere?" and she looks at me and asks, "Arthur?". I try a different approach. "Okay...have you seen Joseph Gordon-Levitt anywhere?" I ask her. She says, "I don't think so, why?" to which I reply, again, "He stole my lollipop." My subconscious apparently finds this as a normal excuse for wanting to find someone. Personally, I just wanna find him cuz he's hot.

ANYWAYS. So, I'm magically transported to a giant warehouse that doubles as a courthouse in the basement, and lo and behold, there's Arthur. I'm standing there with him at the entrance of said warehouse and there's a little boy who is an orphan. He needs money donations to help pay for a surgery he needs or else he might not make it. Despite my being lucid, I don't have any money on me, so I turn to Arthur.

"I don't have time for this, I'm a business man!" is all he says, because he knows I'm gonna ask him for money. "But he needs surgery," I tell him, and he says "I don't care how mean and horrible it makes me sound, we really should be going." and he pushes the little boy aside. Arthur is trying to stay serious but he looks upset and sort of guilty. (Why is it I always dream of him being sad/depressed?)

Anyways, all of a sudden, the boy becomes a part of this huge court case, and it turns out the little orphan was actually evil and was just tricking people into giving him money. Geez. I start running around the basement of the place and accidentally run into a courtroom and interrupt a session. A bunch of people that look like judges and lawyers are like, "Excuse me, you can't be in here!" and look at me angrily. I fumble to come up with a different excuse besides the lollipop one, because they look too serious to fall for that. "The boy...needs...help!" is all I could manage. Suddenly they look worried and all run out of the room. I follow them, only to discover Arthur is gone, and two of my friends are sitting at a little round table, coloring pictures.

I wake up. Well, not really. Still dreaming, according to the reality check. My vision is very blurred, but I can faintly make out my sister standing in the entrance of my room. She is standing there, staring at me, being SUPER creepy. She starts walking towards me and grabbing at me and I have to keep pushing her away.

As crazy as it make me sound, I'm just tired of this whole false awakening thing and I wanna wake up for real. I start screaming, "WAKE UP! WAKE ME UP!" and suddenly I find myself lying in my bed, again.

I know I'm not awake, and I don't even bother with a reality check. I'm just glad I got out of that creepy dream with my sister and I'm in a new dream.

That's when I realize I'm still in the same dream, and my sister is still standing there. UGH.

Suddenly, I actually wake up. It takes me a moment to realize that I'm really awake. For a second, I honestly wasn't sure whether I was in a dream or reality. I'm telling you, I'm losing my grip here.

I'm rather relieved to discover that I'm in the real world after performing a reality check. That was definitely one of the strangest lucid experiences I've ever had.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of July 23-24, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in [what I believe to be] the real-life hotel lobby where the hotel scenes from Inception were filmed. I'm appreciating how special it is to be here, in one of the filming locations for my favorite movie. [But totally failing to make the associative leap to the fact that I'm actually in a dream, myself. ] I even see Leonardo DiCaprio walk past. [*LOL* I fail at recognizing dreams...] I know that this building is located on the campus of a local private university. I look through a window and see a sign above the entrance to another building. The sign reads “(Some last name) Library.”

I proceed through the interior of the building I'm in to the entrance of somebody’s dorm. The dorm is themed to resemble ancient Barcelona, Spain. In the dining area, I meet up with a group of my friends from real life, including SS and SH [who I know from completely different social groups and who don't even know each other in real life, by the way]. They're all sitting at a table, eating, and I sit down and join them. It's a Mimi's Cafe table. Several of my friends order my favorite chicken and pasta dish, the one I always order when I'm at Mimi's. Sean has to leave the meal early because he has other plans, so I get to eat his chicken. (I've just sat down, so I haven't had a chance to order my own meal.) Our conversation over dinner is being filmed for TV, and we all know it. We all get separate checks at the end of the meal.

I wake up in my current room to light coming from under my sleep mask. I'm still sleepy, and I don't want to get up, but I get up in order to check the time. I check my watch, my cell phone, and my desk phone [from work], which is on my dresser. They all show the same time: it's 10:39 AM, which means I'm late for my pre-church-service choir practice. I think, It can't be that late already!, but I reason that if all three timepieces agree, then it must actually be that late. When I checked my cell phone, I saw the numbers in the hour field counting up from 2 to 10 at a rate of about 1 number per half-second, but now I rationalize this observation: It must only update the display to the current time when you pick it up and look at it.

I go out of my house, still wearing the clothes I was wearing on Friday. [I had this dream on a Saturday night/early Sunday morning, and I was wearing the outfit I actually had been wearing on the Friday immediately before in real life.] I'm going outside to take out the trash. “Outside” turns out to be a narrow parking lot that surrounds a shopping center. A mother calls to her daughter, Johana. I think, That's a pretty name.

I find a trash can at the outer edge , and empty my trash can into it. I catch a cold container of french fries as they fall from my trash can, and eat them, because I'm still running late for choir practice and don't have time for breakfast. I walk back home through one of the stores in the shopping center, past racks of CD and DVD cases.

...And then I woke up for real, and was pretty embarrassed. I realized that, indeed, it couldn't be that late in the morning already. If it had actually been time to get up, I would have heard the alarm on my cell phone go off, and I hadn't heard it yet.

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Side notes:

This was my first false awakening in my new room, at my new house. It was totally convincing, especially given the fact that I really am usually a few minutes late for a lot of things. The way I totally failed to catch it, even though my phone from my desk at work was in my room at home and the numbers on my cell phone were changing, just goes to show how strong our tendency to rationalize things is. However, on a more positive note, I had this highly convincing false awakening in my new room only two weeks after I had moved into it. I think this bodes well for my mental and emotional state. It may well mean that my unconscious mind has accepted the new room as the place where I'm supposed to be when I wake up, which is great.

Inception style dream happened to me last night and had me pretty hooked. It began with a false awakening, of course I took no note to the oddities of my room and left to my garage (the hangout in my house) to find several close friends, family members and acquaintances gathered there. I remember a couple of them, particularly my step mom Laura and her son Jeffree wanted me to stay but the majority of the crowd just told me to go back to bed. So I did. Upon doing so moments later I had another false awakening, once again taking no notice of the now even stranger room I was in, and left into what I thought would be my living room. I (gotta love dream logic) walk into a completely different house from my bedroom without noticing anything is amiss and find a few of the people who were in my garage the previous night. I begin telling them "Oh my gosh you guys, I totally had a pre-cognitive vibe about this. I saw you in my dream last night." A young chubby girl asks me what that means, and what I assume is her mother cuts her off and answers, "it's hard to explain." Which may simply be bad parenting. Anyway I think it was right about here I either realized I was dreaming and tried to wake myself or simply found myself in another false awakening, but I was now in my bed again. Unsure, if I was really awake I try holding my nose, "I'm still breathing!" I shout in my mind and try blowing really hard through my nose to jar myself awake. I knock myself off the bed and assume that it worked;it didn't.
I left the bedroom and went into the living room and find now that several of my close friends, a couple family members, and even total strangers are having some kind of slumber party at my house. I go up to my friend Jon and excitedly start telling him about the dreams I'd just had. In my excitement I began speaking very loud and was shushed more than once. So I try pulling him into our garage which has a view of our neighborhood, as I open the door a large stranger of Mexican decent approaches and says something in regards to what I was telling my friend. His comment makes me realize the fact that I felt very much like I was on a psychedelic drug at the moment. So I get even more excited with what I was telling my friend. We get into the garage and I see a parade in the streets about to start. The people from my house tell me it's for the day of the dead and as it starts I completely forget about telling anyone anything and run like a madman, or a child, through the cars and the parade, and the fireworks. I forget how it happens but soon after that I awaken one last time. Thinking to myself, "I wonder if that day of the dead stuff last night was real." I check the street through my window and sure enough the decorations are still up, and my street is still a mess. but no one is outside this morning. I go to the bathroom, as per usual. And I notice my body is covered in strange bumps. This shakes me up quite a bit, so I finish up my business and go to ask my mom what she thinks of it. She sees only one at first and thinks it's nothing, but the notices that there are many, and a weird look comes up on her face. We begin talking about my upcoming doctors appointment and...that's all I remember.

As a side note, there were more awakenings where I just stayed in my bed and tripped out on whether I was awake or not. One of which there was recording equipment near my bed playing some kind of message recorded by what I assume was the previous owner. In another I used the chance for visuals to play some Assassins creed, literally within my mind. Also throughout the course of the dream there was an eerie feeling of some kind, difficult to describe.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of June 27-28, 2011.]

I'm creeping around a parking lot, in the nude. [This has been a recurring circumstance in my dreams lately. Why is that, I wonder?] I'm trying to get to my car without being seen by anyone.

I'm in a room with a small stage, with a full set for a play on it, where people are rehearsing for a play. Nobody is playing the part of Morgan, so I jump in to play that role. In the play, Morgan is a little girl who watches her mom get murdered right in front of her, in their home. The mom is lying in her bed, and the murderer is some guy who shoots her with a rifle while she's lying there. As I'm acting out Morgan's part, I scream and shriek horrifically in reaction to this, and I start crying real tears. When the scene has ended, I tell the director of the play and the other actors that I'll probably really cry every time we rehearse this scene, but then I take it back, saying: “Even I know better than to do that. If I do that, then I won't have anything left for the performance.”

I'm riding in a car with my parents. We're discussing the washing instructions for a baseball cap that my mom has. They say to 'show' the cap to dry it, and I explain to my mom that the intended meaning there was to 'display' it, e.g., to leave it sitting out to dry. We also discuss how my mom recently had to have the password for some online account set, and in order to do that, they had to ship a packet of papers containing the printed password from Florida to somewhere else on the East Coast.

I'm in a big, cathedral-like building where a lot of people have gathered for a religious service, or a performance, or something like that. We've given everyone a password so that those who want to [and who have laptops] can log in to a Web site to see what's really going on behind the scenes of what's happening in front of them on stage. Apparently, the service/performance/whatever-it-is has something to do with Inception, because I have a printed book that is a dictionary of its characters, items, and concepts.

[Fragment] I'm taking all the bedclothes off my bed, and I realize that what makes my bed so soft and comfortable isn't the mattress itself, but the mattress pad. [This has been a concern of mine in real life lately, pursuant to my upcoming move to a new place with a new mattress.]

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Unfortunately, my recollection of this dream is very vague, and a lot of details have been forgotten. Grr. Anyways, I pretty much only remember the lucid part. Which isn't that bad.

I'm standing outside my house, when I realize something is strange. I don't remember exactly what it was that I noticed, but whatever it was caused me to perform a reality check. I remember being extremely shocked to discover I was actually dreaming, and I had performed another reality check. Sure enough, I became lucid.

Immediately, I went to go find Arthur from Inception, again. Man, I really am obsessed. I have a GIANT list in real life with everything I want to try and achieve in lucid dreams. One of the things on said list is to hang out with the entire crew from Inception. Anyways, I run inside my house. I remembered reading a post on DV in real life about someone using the phone to call the operator and order stuff/talk to people. I picked up the house phone and dialed '0' for the operator. It was a woman that answered, and the conversation went something like this.

Operator: Hello?
Me: Hi, I'd like my call to be connected to Arthur...Smith. (I don't know what Arthur's last name is.)
Operator: What are you talking about? There's no such thing as Arthur Smith.
Me: ...right. Thanks anyways.

Frustrated, I hang up the phone. There is one part I remember where my dad, his friend, and my dad's boss all walk through the kitchen. The thing is, I know my dad's boss is a man in real life though I've never him. But in my dream, he was a woman. Whatever.

Anyways, so, I still at least want to hang out with someone from Inception. I walk into my bedroom and find my cellphone, which I proceed to pick up and call the operator once more. Again, it's a woman on the phone, but she sounds younger and her voice is more high-pitched. The next conversation went pretty much like this...

Operator: Operator.
Me: Hi, could you connect my call to...Frederick Eames? (Once more, I have no clue what Eames' first name is, because the movie never tells you, but Freddie Eames seems to work, right?)
Operator: Sorry, ma'am, he died. Murdered by a group of angry women.
Me: ...I'm sorry, he's dead?
Operator: Yes. Sorry.
Me: Oh, that's okay...
Operator: Can I ask you something?
Me: Yeah, sure.
Operator: How many women did he cheat on?
Me: Too many to count.

So, I wasn't really expecting that answer. I hang up, now even more frustrated. Making people appear with mind power never works for me, but apparently, neither was trying to call them and invite them over.

But suddenly, my phone rings. The number on the screen is just a random jumble of numbers, but I answer it anyways. And the next conversation is sort of like this:

Me: Hello?
Voice: Hi.
Me: ...Eames? (yes, I recognize the voice as our dear Eames. How he got my cell number, I'll never know. xD)
Eames: Yes.
Me: Umm...what's up?
Eames: I...I...SHE LEFT ME! I can't believe it! Right at the altar! (At this point, he's blubbering like a baby. I can't really make out what he's saying from that point on because his voice is really quiet.)
Me: There, there... (I say this in a very awkward fashion, as even though I was only dreaming, it was still weird for me. )
Eames: *continues crying and mumbling incoherently*
Me: Well, speak up!
Eames: *still talking incoherently*
Me: ...are you coming over, then?
Eames: I guess.

I pull the phone away from my ear and look out my bedroom window to see a car pulling up in front of my house. I put the phone by me ear again.

Me: Is that you now?
Eames: What? No.
Me: Oh...

I hang up the phone. Turns out, the SUV belongs to some random lady, who is also British. She gets out of her car and walks...right through the wall and into my room. She says, "were you just talking to my brother?" I reply, "Oh, is Eames your brother?" She looks very annoyed and says, "Yes, and he's a pig. Probably just sitting in his kitchen, stuffing his face with any food he can get his hands on."

I wake up. I know there was so much more to that dream, but I can't remember it all. Aww man. I bet it was a hilarious dream, based on those strange phone conversations I had. I'll try for another lucid dream tonight. Hopefully I'll remember more!

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

I got inspired by the movie Inception and decide to try out a cool thing. I'm pretty tired and are going to take an afternoon nap. I put a white dice into my left pocket and tell myself to fall asleep, and have a lucid dream. I lay down on my bed and fall asleep really fast.

I'm in a park somewhere, sitting on the bench of a picnick table. I reach down into my pocket where i putted the dice, my test totem. I feel it with my fingers and pick it up. I look at it. Nothing seems to be out of its order. I roll it a few times to see if something odd happens. Nothing happens, its just like rolling a dice in real life. I roll it some more, until I leave it on the table. Im lucid, really achored to the dream and I feel like doing something cool, try out new things. If I can pick up a dice from my pocket i should be able to pick up anyting so I imagen a Uzi in my pocket, planning to do some damage. Again I reach into my pocket. This time I pick an Uzi up. Before me I see a gang of criminals dressed in black coming out of a black car with black tinted windows. I point the Uzi at them and pull the trigger, spraying them with bullets until they all are dead. I say "it would be cool if some cops came by now" and I imagen some cops coming to arrest me.
On the same road the criminals was comes now a cop car with flashing blue lights. Five cops comes out. I start to shot them too. Now everyone is dead and im the evil super villain who killed them. Mohaha!

I wake up.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of June 18-19, and it's one of the most fascinating lucids I've had yet.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm shopping at the old Toys 'R Us that we used to go to when I was a kid. [In real life, it's been closed for several years.] I've driven up there all the way from my current town, by myself, and I told my parents where I was going before I left. I've come there just to get the purple hippo stuffed animal that I saw advertised. I find it, go to a checkout stand, swipe my credit card through the card reader sitting on the floor near one of the checkouts, and then walk to the other side of the line of checkouts and get in line to check out. There's quite a long line, but it's moving fairly quickly because there are a lot of checkouts open, and all the checkers are calling people over from that one line. The line is in a rectangular, dark, warehouse-like space in the front of the store, separated from the store proper by high, dark gray metal shelf racks that reach all the way to the high ceiling. When it comes my turn to check out, the checker waves me through when I show her my toy and the receipt that was printed out of the credit card reader.

I exit the store and get into my car [our current, brown Honda]. I examine my purple hippo. It's smaller and narrower than the teddy bear I already have [in real life], and therefore not as good a shape for use as an arm pillow, but still, it's kinda cute. I can feel that it has a plastic cup built into its nose, so that its nose holds its conical shape. I set it down on the floor of the passenger seat, start the car up, and drive out of the parking lot via the ramp behind and to the right of the store.

This ramp forces me to turn right, putting me onto a one-way street. “This is why my parents never went out this way,” I say to myself. I end up driving through a neat, clean, inviting-looking urban downtown area, with lots of modern, glass buildings, concrete parking structures, and trees on the sidewalks.

[The dream shifts.] I'm walking the darkened halls of a big, old apartment building whose halls form a continuous square. Stuff involving Muppets, a bird named Gloria, and an alarm clock happens. [This was another elaborate and plotty dream, but I don't really remember the details anymore. I don't particularly care, though, because the next part is the really awesome part.]

[The dream shifts again.] I'm out on the town, in the same cool, modern downtown I was driving around earlier, only now I'm on foot. While walking across a plaza, I see several of my friends from [$SocialClub] [an organization I belong to in real life]. I recognize that I've been in this downtown before, and am very happy to be here. Somewhere around this point, I become lucid. [As usual, I don't remember precisely at what moment I did so. It may have been that recognition that I'd been there before that triggered lucidity, but I'm not sure.] I also pass by my friends from [$Class], who are on their way to class. I think of going with them, but choose to go off by myself and explore instead.

I end up on a particular street corner where there is a restaurant with a live band playing inside. I enter the restaurant to listen to the band. The restaurant is named “Café Debussy.” [ :gape: Whoa. That is so awesome. That's the name of the cafe where Cobb gives Ariadne her first lesson in shared dreaming in Inception. That is just so cool that I have my own version of it. I may have realized the significance of this name at that moment, or it may not have been until after I woke up, I'm not sure.]

While I'm in the restaurant, I meet and get into a conversation with a female dream character, who asks me who I am. I say the same kinds of things I would say when meeting someone for the first time in real life: that I live and work nearby, what I do, that I'm a member of [$SocialClub]. When I finish, she looks at me with an expression that shows that she's disappointed in me, and that she can see right through the baloney I'm giving her. “Who are you, really?” she asks.

I sigh and start telling her the truth.

“I'm from another world, that's not like yours,” I say. “I only come to visit here when I'm dreaming.” I stop myself short of saying that I'm dreaming all this that's around us.

As I speak, we start rising up off the ground. I'm either flying us up or causing a tower to grow up from the ground under us. [I'm not exactly sure, but I think it was more likely the latter, because] I'm making the buildings all around us grow taller or shorter, or change shape, just by thinking about it. I'm doing this because I want to show my companion the city from up high.

“Because I'm dreaming, I can control the situation, like this,” I say. “It's fun.” [I say a bit more that I don't remember now, and then] I end by sighing again, then saying, “So, here I am, your dreamer.” I extend my hand to shake hands with her.

She takes it. [Surprisingly,] The female DC reacts to what I've just told her with happiness and excitement. She leads me purposefully off in a direction across the city, apparently intending to tell others about what she has learned and introduce them to me. As we go, I realize that in all the time we've been talking, I haven't told her my name, so I say to her, “My name is [$RealFirstName].” I deliberately use the nickname by which I'm known to family and friends in real life, rather than my official, legal name, because I don't want the Fae to know my true name, because that will give them power over me. [Seriously, that's what I thought during the dream. I would never set any store by such an idea in real life.] She doesn't reply, though.

[She didn't introduce me to anyone, though. The next thing I remember,] The female DC and I have walked out to a metal, industrial-looking bridge, from which we're watching the sunset over the cityscape. I ask her, “What's your name?”

“Darla,” she says.

I shake my head and correct her: “No, that's the name of my friend who looks like you. What's your name?” Although she looks like one of my real-life friends, I'm interested in her identity as a separate individual.

From the way she hesitates for at least 15 seconds, going “Hmmmm...” several times while looking all around her at our surroundings, it's clear that she's never thought of herself as having an individual name separate from that of her real-life counterpart before. Finally, she looks over at the setting sun and says, “Umbra.” [She pronounces it “OOM-brah;” it means “shadow” in Latin. Hmmm. Very interesting.]

[Fragment.] Something involving roller coasters that look like snakes.

[False awakening.] I'm comparing notes with my mom about whether or not we just had the same dream about snakes.

[Different dream.] I'm on a ride that has foam seats with over-the-shoulder restraints. The seats are suspended high up in the air from an overhead track in a large building. I've somehow managed to board the ride so that I'm perched in between two seats, rather than fully seated in one of them. While the train of seats I'm on is moving to its destination, I manage to maneuver myself into one of the seats and get the restraints into place.

My train of seats arrives at its destination: directly above a gigantic aquarium tank. That's when I realize what the purpose of this ride is: to allow visitors a chance to be submerged in the tank for several minutes on end. I realize that I was supposed to bring a snorkel or scuba gear with me on this ride, but I didn't, and there's no way to get out of the restraints before I get dunked in the tank. I'm only mildly concerned about this, though.

I hold my breath and the seats descend, submerging me and everyone else several feet underwater. As soon as the seats have stopped descending, I start swimming upward, taking my seat and my restraints with me [I think; I'm not sure]. The moment I break the surface of the water, I found myself awake. I immediately kicked myself for not realizing that I was dreaming and subsequently recalling that I can breathe underwater in dreams.

Night of May 23-24, 2011

I'm at Disneyland. I'm visiting with some guy who [apparently] designs and develops roller coasters. I watch a video of a roller coaster in action. The video freeze-frames at various moments.

At Disneyland, there is a new building under construction, and it is visible from the hub. [I think] It's in that space that they can never quite decide what to do with, the space that used to be home to the House of the Future and is currently a character meet-and-greet. The new building fits in well in its location; it's built in the same architectural style as the rest of Main Street. [It made sense in the dream.]

It is dusk, and the sky is clear and incredibly beautiful. I walk slowly down a completely deserted Main Street, carrying in both hands a lit candle in a clear glass cup. I take the time to deeply appreciate the deep beauty, calm, and peace of the scene around me. As I walk, the following thought crosses my mind: No matter who you are or where you go, you'll always find your way back home.

The goal toward which I'm walking toward is a single lightbulb, mounted in a light fixture in the teal-colored, wooden wall that forms the main entrance to the park. This light fixture is right next to one of the doors by which people enter and exit the park. I set my candle down on the steps leading up to the door, then go out through it.

On the other side of the door, there is a wide, concrete-paved entrance plaza. Out here, it's still earlier evening; the sky is on fire with the golden light of a sun that hasn't set yet, but will soon. There's still nothing but a vast expanse of parking lot beyond the perimeter of the entrance plaza. I see F.J. [a real-life friend] crossing the plaza, approaching me. He's been looking for me, because he's there to pick me up and take me home.

[The dream shifts.] I'm in a fancy restaurant, [possibly] in Downtown Disney or at the Disneyland Hotel. I'm with someone who I know is actually Eames, even though he looks exactly like Leonardo DiCaprio. [:-) Plot bunny?] He picks up a drinking glass from a nearby table and shows it to me, showing me that this restaurant is where one can find the kind of glass that my candle was in. He then tosses that glass onto the floor, breaking it. I'm horribly embarrassed by him.

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Side notes:
This was a particularly clear, vivid, and beautiful non-lucid. Not only was the scenery beautiful, but so was the sense of happiness, peace, and well-being I experienced while in the dream. I still felt wonderful when I woke up from it.

Night of May 24-25, 2011 [I think; or it might have been any day between the 25th and the 28th. That's what I get for not bothering to write them down immediately.]

I'm in my current bedroom with J. [a real-life student of mine]. I'm hugging her and pouring out love and affection, as if she were my own child, even though I know she's my student. She returns the love and affection, hugging me back.