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Me and another person are looking for a place to park. We are thinking about parking inside a giant manhole that is next to some parking spaces, but realize they are filled with trash. I hear cop sirens and begin to panic, so we park in a regular spot.

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We just got done watching a movie at the movie theater, and someone tells me we just watched the "Dark Knight". As everyone exits the theater, are start looking for a bottle of Old Spice Body Wash that I thought I brought into the theater with me.

1. Once again I find myself in a mall arcade with my parents. I find a DDR machine where someone has left credits, and happily I jump on and select double mode. I have a lot of trouble selecting my first song, though (and with text menu, another failed RC), ending up on a Paul McCartney solo work. The stepchart is silly, and I barely manage to pass, feeling acute embarrassment. For my next song, however, I go to my old fallback "Heaven is a '57 Metallic Gray" and rock the house. Arrows seem smaller than in real life, but otherwise the interface is fine.

2. I play the main role in a music video for one of my favorite bands, The Dear Hunter. I don't remember details, but I do remember that it ends in a passionate and particularly real-feeling kiss.

07.07.2010

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Entering the basement of an old country style shop I see oak shelves, vinyl records, cassette and DVDs lined everywhere for sale. I slip into a side room where famous actress Uzuki Yashiro (her appearance is that from the TWEWY video game) who shied away from technology but still used a message board service. She had a rare copy of one of the movies she played in and wanted to trade it for some other rare type of media. I later found out that just about everything there had to be traded for and couldn't be purchased with cash. Beyond all logic I wind up with the rare movie. Thinking nothing of it I leave again into the main area.

A cowboy kind of guy had a towel on the ground had stacked up about fifty copies of a limited edition CD featuring Trace Adkin's "Muddy Water". I recall it being a black flip-open kind of case with bright colored writing. He had a customer on the other end of the towel who placed two CDs down wanting to trade. I recall being shocked because the two CDs were super valuable. I don't recall what. The cowboy wordlessly took them and gave the customer the Adkin CD. Later he began complaining because he didn't get the customer's cell phone number. In general he was a very terse and rude individual. On leaving I say goodbye and he says "yeah, good afternoon," in an impatient and forced way.

The dream changes a bit as I enter the scene of a movie. It's a dangerous city street where some homeless teenagers and myself are packed in a grassy alley hiding out under sheets on some thrown away beds. One by one someone sneaks out to get a drink from the vending machine nearby. When I try to get up I experience a severe case of vertigo and everything around warps around unusually. I tell the others this. Some wise-craking leather jacket kid who I assumed was the main character of the movie took me and laid me down under an old grandma who was there with us. I wasn't amused and returned to my spot.

Morning came and I'm told to stay concealed under the sheets as danger lurks. Some rowdy punks approach. Somehow a younger woman had gotten in bed with us homeless people and, for whatever reason, we had to look like we were having promiscuous sex with her or face getting beaten to a pulp. The jacket kid says they'll keep up the act while we get away. I get out of the sheets and the two of us walk towards the punks who seem convinced that we meet their standards. One of the bullies asks me who's sleeping with the woman. The jacket kid looks at me and says in an exaggerated voice "It was Rommel, right?" I nod, thinking he had some motive in lying about the name.

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dreams from the other night

Checking on Asuka

I remember being in the hallway of my dream house. I remember asuka said she was going to bed and she entered a room. A while later I was worried that someone might try to kidnap her. I went into the room and turned on the light, i saw asuka lying on the floor sleeping. She opened her eyes and looked at me.

victor

i'm in my house and victor is sitting at some computers. I keep thinking he's the Victor who teaches japanese on youtube. I keep wanting to ask him what he uses for a video cam and microphone for his mac. I now have a mac and want to know what will work properly on mine.

Last night

Jay

I was walking down a street in chilliwack with an old friend. We were catching up on our stories. We also talked about some of our old doings.

movie

My dad is driving the family truck down the main highway by my town. I am in the backseat, my brother is in the passenger seat. I have no seatbelt and I'm worried that We will get into an accident. The highway looks funny... It's completely black and we go up and down many steep hills with the other traffic.

We enter a town. My brother says he has to go somewhere and he leaves. Me and my dad are left outside a mall. There's a movie theater in the mall and we look at some movies that we might see. One movie is actually a series of action movies. i remember something like "X" from the title.

Mom

I go to calgary to look for my mother. I find her in the apartment she has, but her room is set up in the hallway. She tells me everything is fine but i can tell she is lying

Cacophony

My brother is driving down a country road. I am in the passenger seat. I spot a town where cacophony lives. for some reason i think she lives in a town close by in alberta. I ask my brother why we are going there instead of to my home. He says he just wants to see something there in this town.

As we enter the town I spot a Trail made from mulch going through a park. I have memories of talking to cacophony about this trail, she was teling me how she used to walk it all the time. Our car turns on a streat that goes in a circle. I recognize her house on the street, it's a tall wooden house painted white.

I can't remember if we went in THAT house or another one, but the next thing I remember is that I'm in a house walking down a circular hallway. The character that was my brother is now a female guide showing me around the house. I walk by many portraits and photos on the wall. We continue to walk and I see a woman with brown hair staring at me. At one point the guide is talking to that person. I lean against a door and it opens. I notice it's a bathroom and someone's inside. I quickly close the door and continue following the guide.

I come across a windiing stair case that matches the contours of the wall. I see a portrait of cacophy there, and also a small black and white photo of another girl right beside it. I become lucid but everything gets fuzzy.

I also had another fragment where i was with cacophony but i can't recall it.

V and I are attending a movie, a biology documentary about wetland habitats. The screen is huge and very high-definition; underwater photography, alligators, and birds are all shown in stunning detail. After watching for a while, we move closer and closer, and finally close to kiss. The ensuing makeout is full of energy and passion, and I vividly feel both tongues writhing. There's so much energy, in fact, that she knocks out the filling from my front tooth. Its texture, hard and ugly, now enters the dream, and my brain pulls me out presumably to avoid that feeling.

I wake up (IRL, not a false awakening, thanks to RCs and my own dream journal), but when I go back to bed the dream has continued with a shift of scenes. We're now in the bathroom of the movie theatre, preparing to have sex. I try to hurry up and begin to piss... and I keep pissing. I notice, too late, that the urinal I chose has someone's shit blocking the drain, and soon the water starts to overflow. I have no choice but to continue, but as V knocks on the door to check on me the urinal breaks out of the ground! Water, piss, and shit start flowing everywhere, and she steps in the refuse with her heavy boots. The mood is, to say the least, ruined. I stumble out of the toilet trying to clean myself up and salvage the night, but another student from the research station, S, is crying to herself and washing glassware in the sink. I have no peace and wake up very frustrated.

1. I'm attending some sort of video game expo, watching a high-production pitch for a game that seems sort of a cross between Metal Gear Solid and Grand Theft Auto. During the demo, one of the military showpieces breaks. The presenter gets angry and shouts, "We'll make a fucking car!" A sports car proceeds to unfold from the wreckage of that showpiece.

2. I attend a showing of the movie "Beat It," a cartoon parody of Michael Jackson's life starring Wayland Smithers of the Simpsons in the main role.

3. I am taking part in the chorus of an opera, a modern-day production about the pirates of Africa. The pirate queen is making her grand entrance, cuing a major dance scene; I screw up my footwork, and although my fellows try to accommodate me, eventually the whole number turns to shit.

4. I'm walking around in Paris, France, when I see two men leave a nondescript building. I go to check it out, and find that the building is both unlocked and the French atomic research center. I do parkour down the stairwells of the building to find a top-secret biology paper (something about genetics, and text so a failed RC) lying about. I leave without incident and take the paper back to my rural research station, showing it to my professor K. (who reacts in IRL character).

Originally Posted by r2d2651

29.11.2009

The Theater! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a theater there were 4 posters. The one to the left was tinted blue with a man on it. And I have seen that movie in my dreams before! There were 3 others. A woman was in front of the posters. I ask her about movies she says that the ones to the left and the right are available but only on "Half-Deaf" (That means it is like playing in half sound for Deaf People.) Everything else is sold out. I remember saying "They must be packed!". Luke and a few of his buddies (whom I don't know) are hanging out in the theater lobby. Which is a big room with a 3 person couch in the corner and some other object. Luke sat on the couch. I sat on something else and everyone else stood up...

Laptop Crash:
I was carrying my laptop with me as I went down the stairs. It ended up taking a beating because it either fell or I accidentally bumped it into the wall. I made it all the way down and started using my laptop.

Watching the Matrix:
I think I was watching the movie the Matrix, possibly the second in the series, but, that's all I can recall.

Thoughts: Nothing different to RL. My laptop IRL has been dropped several times and still works like a champ As for the movie, well, I was considering rewatching them and remembered the dream a day or two later.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

My parents. I tend to have dreams where I'm at their houses, or when I'm at one we used to live in. This was the situation in this dream; my dad used to live in an apartment.

The apartment had all beige walls. When you walked in, you'd be in a little area where you could take your shoes off and put them in a closet with wooden sliding doors, which was right in front of you. You turn to the right, and there's an ottoman. Keep going, two or three feet, and there's the open space of the living room, the dining room, and the study area. The dining room comes first; it's a basic round maple wood table with four chairs spaced evenly around it. Behind that, there's the study, with an L-shaped desk. Then, turn to the left, and there's a little 'movie area', with a flat screen TV and two couches. One is at a 90 degree angle to the TV, while the other one is directly in front. The couches are dark brown leather.

This is where the dream began. It was night time; my dad was on the couch in front of the TV, I was standing beside him, and we were about to watch a movie. He hands me a movie and I look at it.

"The Illusionist? I just watched this a few days ago! But I'll watch it anyways."

I sat down beside him on the couch.

That was true; I had actually watched the movie in real life less than a week ago. When I woke up, I was surprised a real movie was be in my dreams. Anyways, that's beside the point.

He put the DVD in, and the disc menu looked almost exactly like the real thing. Although I cannot remember exactly what was in it, my father handed me a navy, rectangular box. It may have been some form of candy, or chocolate. I also remember opening it and exclaiming that I liked this "type" of food.

The dream skipped, and I was now at the computer desk on a balcony. The floor of the balcony was tan marble tile, which actually looked very pretty, and the walls were all large square glass panels, separated by thin lines of silver structure. The desk faced out towards the window, which was looking out at a next-door apartment building. I was making graphics on the computer; game sprites, to be exact. I was making a character for an upcoming video game I was creating, which looked very intricate and detailed, even though I could never really have designed something like it. The sprite was around 50x50 pixels, was salmon-colored, and had yellow stripes. It looked almost like a fluffy hedgehog, of some sort. That's when I heard my dad coming; whenever I hear my parents coming, I always seem to close what I'm doing on the computer, no matter how innocent it may be (not like I do anything else). My dad walked in and I was just able to close the computer window with the sprite on it.

He looked at me and asked "what are you doing?" fairly suspiciously.

I was surprised by his reaction.

I told him that I was creating sprites, but this only made him more suspicious. He asked me what sprites were, and before I could reply, he asked if they're a type of drug. I replied that they aren't, it's a type of computer graphic, but he began yelling and saying to never do that again.

Two LDs last night. The first lasted a few seconds and turned into a FA in which I got lucid again and had a small bit of fun before the dream ended in another FA which I did not get lucid off of.

Will put up entries for the second LD and yesterday's in a couple minutes. Hang tight.

Also, that makes 9 LDs this week so far. I'm on track for breaking my record for most LDs in a week. Okay, maybe not. It's going to be hard to get 9 more in 5 days. x.X

14.10.2009

"Could Be Anybody" (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

FA. I have to pee. I get up and make my way through the kitchen of the restaurant I'm in, toward the bathroom. I enter the large restroom and go into a stall. Hmm, something is off. I try to RC, but it's not working quite right. I look at the mirror in front of me and think, If this is a dream, when I close the stall door, and open it again, there will be someone right behind me. I close the stall door. And open it again.

Well would you look at that. A man is now standing right outside my stall. I close the stall door again. And raise my hand to head level. I create a spark of electricity that dances between my fingers. Yep, definitely a dream. I ready my blue lightning. Electricity courses down my arm as my right hand becomes envoloped by furiously dancing bolts. I slam open the door behind me and unleash a torrent of electricity into the man standing outside my stall. He convulses painfully, his eyes growing huge as his body pulsates and glows. His life was ending.

I put right hand on his shoulder and pushed him down, stopping the current's flow. As he lay there, dead on the floor, he looked a lot like someone I knew, or, maybe, used to know. I couldn't quite place the face. Interesting, I thought, but he really could be anybody. Even me. At that I started to morph his face, creating for him different personas, until I finally had it rest upon one similar to my own.

*BANG BANG BANG* My suitemate's father knocked on my door. They were going to go see a new idiotic movie and I was going to come along. I was not dressed, but I needed to go out into the common room. I tried to wrap my sheet around me as I got out of bed.

*BANG* My suitemate slammed the bathroom door shut. Stupid FAs. . .

Original dream dated 02/16/2008:

Dreamed about a guy writing an autobiography about his brother, a historical war-lord. This turned into me and my mother watching a movie about it, but Mom didn't like it because it was violnt and graphic (at one point, a maggot-filled horse exploded). Then, it turned into real life again, only instead of a medieval villain he was a vampire-robot and the robots were trying to take over the universe. They destroyed a really large, advanced human city and took it over.

Some friends and I went on an archaeological dig to try to find out their source or history, and we found an ancient buried portal to a space ship, where we found Robocop. Then, we got chased by a fleet of enemy ships.

Then I dreamed that Princess Peach was evil and started taking over the world, and I was trying to play as Mario, except Mario was a Starship Trooper and I was fighting vampire robots who were also tiny ants. All of this took place in the evil vampire robot capital city, which looked a lot like a level from "Donkey Kong".

Morning of May 23, 1998. Saturday.

I decided to look over some of my many smaller, older dream journals (ones where I first wrote only a brief outline to write of in more detail in other sources, such as larger notebooks) and just threw this one onto the scanner as is. The original 1998 entry is exactly as it is here from May 23rd, 1998 and I had not even looked at it in several years. See images below. The entry reads (the printed data being May 23 1998 Saturday 143 / 222 Week 21) - this was also recurring a few times:

“Long, vivid dream about a pirate movie. There are many details and there is comedy in some parts, drama in others. It is about a sort of feminine male pirate and a tough, older bearded one and their misadventures in an almost science-fiction-like plot.
I enjoy the movie although it seems very impersonal.”

An additional scan from another part of that dream/dream set:

“In one part I go down into a part of one building and am near one gateway by The Land of the Dead. One asks me what I am doing there since I am alive…”

Looking at my more extensive notes, I see that I was writing a fair amount (almost essay-like) on “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl”.

There is only one little problem. The movie, as I understand it, was not even thought of until 2001…and was released on 9th of July, 2003 (USA)…but there is a bit more, as, precognition often comes in layers, linked to several things at once, even when relating to many years ahead.

The most hilarious connection is the “feminine pirate” reference. Both my wife and myself (only within the last few years - as we did not see the movie until 2008) thought that Johnny Depp was far more feminine in that role as a “male pirate” than a teenage girl would have been - to a point of being near-surreal in its absurdity.

Anyway, in the pirates movie, the pirates were “undead” (which I would not call zombies, by the way). In another Johnny Depp movie (we have not seen “Corpse Bride”), there is the “Land of the Dead” exactly as I wrote it in 1998 regarding the other “movie”.

The “Corpse Bride” movie summary reminds me quite strongly of “Castle of Blood (1963)” / “Danza macabra” (original title), easily the most influential and most “lucid” movie of my childhood, “Gay Purr-ee” (1962) being the second-most influential.

Now, pay attention, very closely:

Johnny Depp says (see page) on (the Land of the Dead) “Well, Tim explained it really beautifully earlier, and so I’ll butcher it but he’ll fix it for me. It’s the idea that in life there is this kind of constant fear and obsession with death and the mystery of what death is and all of that, to the point of where people are unbelievably tense about arriving there, even though we all know we’re going to arrive there at some point. In fact, the land of the living in this thing is sort of super uptight and grey and heavy as a place and going down to the land of the dead where it could be heaven or hell or it could be purgatory, and it’s like 1920s Paris. Flappers and craziness. I thought that it was pretty amazing.“

And here from the information on imdb (on "Gay Purr-ee”):

“The film supposedly takes place in the 1890s, but the montage of painters doing portraits of Mewsette includes Vincent Van Gogh and Pablo Picasso. Van Gogh died in 1890, while Picasso would not exhibit in Paris until 1900 (and would not paint in the style depicted until the 1920s).”

Night of March 1, 1973. Thursday.



In real life on this day, I am twelve years old and living in Cubitis. My mother tells me that the CBS late movie of this night is “The Night of the Iguana” (from 1964), which sounds interesting to me. I surmise that it is possibly some sort of monster movie or perhaps horror and probably takes place on a small island. I want to watch it, though it is on too late for a weeknight (though my mother allowed me to watch television on a school night if I had had a longer nap, though which I did not in this case), though apparently my mother is going to at least watch part of it and perhaps tell me a bit about it in case it is shown again on a night when it is possible for me to watch it. The television sits in the northeast corner of the living room and when I sleep (from about ten-thirty, the movie starting at eleven-thirty), I dream that the movie involves at least one cat-sized iguana that climbs people’s legs, due to supposedly mistaking human beings for trees, as I had read something of this nature somewhere in real life. One boy (about my age), in particular, needs to remain motionless in several scenes (where nothing happens otherwise).

My dream version seems to have no ending and my dream-self is not fully integrated into the setting. The next day in real life, I discovered that the movie (much to my puzzlement) was in fact a Richard Burton movie about a defrocked minister becoming a tour guide in Mexico and thus had nothing to do with people remaining motionless while an iguana roamed around - which of course, would not make for much of a movie anyway, as the in-dream events implied that whenever someone moved, the iguana would run to them and climb their leg, the person staying still until someone else in the outside area moved. (This was my first dream of the night before crossing over into the next day.)

Morning of February 8, 1973. Thursday.



There seems to be a (fictional) movie involving a sailor’s romantic relationship (and he is an unknown character to me). I am watching a very large television (perhaps four square feet) and there is a movie on, seemingly oriented on the west side of the room, though I am not sure what building I am in. (It may be from a memory of a motel my parents and I stopped at when traveling to Florida.) There are scenes of the man being intimate with an unknown woman, mostly hugging and talking at first (though followed by kissing and a love-making scene). The scene relates to his leaving America, I believe. (It may be that he has already left America to meet this female in another country, perhaps Europe or Australia, though I am not certain.) I think the movie is called “The Kiss”. Eventually, though starting out as a cutaway view, everything takes on an X-ray appearance at one point and I am watching the insides of their bodies in x-ray. It does not seem that unusual. Later, I notice color variations. The flowers in a vase on a table in the motel room seem to be affected by the colors on the television screen or change accordingly. It is almost as if features of my dream are “leaking” into each other.

This dream seemed a partial result of a less focused “experiment” where I was deliberately trying to dream in black and white. I think the cutaway view may be an influence from looking at cutaway views (side views) of the human reproductive system.