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My memory picks up walking down past an old friends house which lies close to the railroad. I eventually make it down to the house that sits on the corner not far from my own, and I am leaning up against a white car speaking to a man that was out walking his dog. All of the sudden the dog begins to speak, but in English, of course this startles me and I then ask the owner of the dog if he just heard what his dog said. He says no, and then we casually carry on with our conversation, at this point most of my focus is directed toward the dog while I am speaking to the man. The dog then says something else in English, and I try my best to ignore it. The dog then says another thing and this time there is no doubt in my mind that I am either crazy, or in the presence of a dog that can speak actual words. I begin to worry and I start to walk toward my house which is close by. Once I enter my house I then find myself sitting with two of my friends and my cat in my living room.

While we are talking, I am still thinking about the dog and the whole ordeal so going through various explanations I find that the only logical one is that I am in a dream. I then do the nose plug reality check and quickly find that I am in fact dreaming. I levitate my friend up to the corner of the room and I then set him down, then I levitate my cat around the room and set her back down on the couch next to my friends. For some reason I then get the thought in my head that I never went to bed, therefore how am I dreaming? I begin to question what happen to me in my waking life to induce a dream.

I go upstairs and I find my dad sitting at his computer desk within his room, I go over to him and ask him if he could attempt to wake me up. He says sure, and he goes over to my room which is across the hall and he looks as if he is moving something around in my bed, possibly me. He says that I am apparently not moving so I tell him to call an ambulance and I close my eyes and try my best to awake myself. It appears that it has worked, and I am within the confines of my own room. I then think that it could possibly be a false awakening and I then attempt to do another nose plug reality check. The reality check works, and I am once again aware within my dream.

I look at my dream room, and wander around a bit in awe. The room within my dream looks just like my room in my waking life, it was amazing. I looked out of my window, and then plunged myself through my window and into the air flying toward town within my city. Not long after I took flight, I awoke from my dream.

i got drunk last night and had a terrible time sleeping longer than a couple hours and didnt really dream, but i did remember a dream from the night before

I was in some old farmhouse with my friend jamie. his uncle and aunt where there and they owned the place. we were staying with them. We decided it would be good to take otu the old model t ford he had. We go in the and the gear shift was on the dash. there was drive reverse and park and the shift moved horizontally. So we drive to the store pick up some eggs and decide its time to go egging, drive to a neighbourhood which has no streets and start making are way through the darkness. by the time we choose a house to finally egg the sun is up and the neighbours start coming outside to see what were doing. my friend doesnt notice them and is standing infront of a house with his arm cocked back ready to throw the egg. im wishing in my head he will hear me as i try not to yell out that he has an egg in his hand. he tosses it so lightly that the egg doesnt crack and touches the door and rolls off the grass. all the neighbours just charged us and we ran outta there. hoped in the car and i gunned it. All of a suden jamie jumps out into this ditch. i pulll the car into it put it into park and call out for him. he is having ahissy fit or something so but i manage to get him back in. Throw that baby in drive and we are ripping down the highway at over 200km. he is worried that we will get pulled over so i slow down. I dont remember much after the drive but man the speed on that car was fun as anything!

so i had a chain of dreams this morning most of which i dont remember after becoming lucid and then falling asleep for another 2 hours.

I was in a new school again. This time it reminded me of my current highschool but it was much much bigger. I walked to the cafeteria for lunch and it looked almost like a jail lunchroom would be set up very large. I go to the server lady who knows who i am and wait in line for my food. Most of it is junk but I decide to get the chicken fingers. I talk with her for a bit then move through that separate room to pay at the cashier, It ends up being around 4$ i think and i pay with toonies. I move to the tables now and this part is quite blurry. I think I sat down with some people I usually wouldnt and didnt eat just talked with them. I cant really remember. I make my way out and then the dream either ended ro changed. I entered at laser tag place tahts dimly lit with the comic like floor of carpet. The room is the shape of a circle and in the center is a pit like the one3 from 300. Surrounding that was a rollercoaster that was very simple, had a few dips and the tracks were painted red. Along the outer edge of the coaster was a sheet metal wall at some points that had lots of different patterns cut into it. My sister and is already here and I join her on the roller coaster. She explains to me that this is how her middleschool teaches the students and how they take tests. for tests theayn each step into a cart and slowly move along the track. along the sheet metal wall are many diferent questions and puzzles that they must each solve. I ask her if they ever go fast on the coaster for fun and she tells me no it is not a good idea you dont have time to answer the questions. Well I use my hand to push along the wall and accelerate the coaster. It starts acelerating at an alarming speed and eventually we are going way to fast to stop just with the loss of speed. the momentum from the track keeps us going and going. my sister becomes quite scared and I dont blame her. So i promise that I will stop it. I stick my hand against the metal wall and use friction to eventually stop the train after a few minutes. She climbs out to meet my dad who is waiting at the edge of the rtrack. Since the track is hanging within this large pit getting out is a bit tricky. Of course I slip and grab the edge of the carpet barely able to hold myself up. I call for my dad and as he reaches down i fall. Im not worried though I know for some reason that it is only a 35 foot drop with padding below and land with just a little thud on my feet. I tell my dad i will meet him outside and exit the pit through a door at the bottom. I make my way through and it appears to be that the basement is the employee lounge and locker room. There are some kids hiding behind some walls and its pretty apparent they shouldnt be there because the place is closed and they are snickering. I move along past the locker room and exit. my mom is waiting in her minivan and picks me up from inside a burger king which i emember being picked up in but not ehy I was there. I had left my hat and backpack there so I went to get tehm. As I returned a bunch of girls I know are talking to my mom at her car. she is in thhe passenger seat now and one of them is blocking the drivers door. She has been a bitch to me latley IRL so I mostly ignore and tell her to watch out as i open the door she was leaning on. I get into the drivers seat witha backpack on my back and flip flops on my feet I can barely drive and tell my mom but she encourages me to keep going. Eventually i end up in a canadian tire parking lot getting a pep talk from the store manager. did i get a job here? i really didnt know. I mdade my way into the store when I suddenly say to myslef " why am i here? I must be dreaming!" I become lucid and head to the airsoft aisle of the store. i look at one of the tv monitors showing security camera feeds from the front of the store make 2 guns with my fingers and start throwing them back yelling bam bam bam. Gun shots rips through the camera feed and i can see my bullets hitting where i am aiming my fingers and sparks flying people running. I turn to the shelves with the airsoft guns. make a imaginary shotgun with my hands and cock the gun "chik chik....booom!" the glass shatters and I try to summon the gun to my hand "that gun will appear in my hand" but it doesnt work. I just grand it and start ripping through all the glass containers around me making noises with my mouth. I then see this really hot lady walk by the end of the aisle. perfect imma bang her! i walk down the aisle and she is bending down looking at something just at the corner of the store. I quickly o a nose plug rc adn look at my hands and spin one time to stabilize and calm myself and as i walk towards her i wake up with one eye open



another dream taht i just remembered happening before this was really weird and very fragmented in my mind. i will post it soon because my internet keeps on disconnecting and i dont want to lose this

My memory picks up whilst I am in a car with someone I know, but I cannot specifically remember who it was. We are driving down a road that I usually drive on when I head out to a town that is close to my own. I then notice a women running across the road, and a pick up truck headed straight for her, and I immediately know that she is going to be hit by the car. The truck collides with the women, but I cannot actually see the actual impact because I am driving behind the pick up truck. After I notice she was hit, I speed up and get directly behind the truck before I stop and get out of my vehicle. As I get out of my car, I notice that the women is somehow standing back up after she was hit by the truck so I quickly run over to her to ask if she is okay. When I come closer to her, I notice that she is of Chinese descent and she has long black hair that goes down to around her shoulders. She is panicked, and she seems like she doesn't want to hang around for much longer.

She turns and begins to walk away from me in a rather fast fashion, toward a small line of trees. I follow her through the small area of trees, and I then notice that we are on one of the bike paths that runs through my city. I once again ask her if she is alright, and she quickly tells me the reason why she was running across the road in the first place. Apparently she was running away from some bears that had been chasing her for a little while. After she tells me this, I take a look into the woods that I just passed through and I see about three bears that were following me, and her at this point. One looked as if it was a mother bear, and the other two were a bit smaller so I figure they were her cubs. I then turn to the women, and tell her to follow me as I quickly ran the opposite direction down the bike path. I didn't have to run too far to notice a small corn field in front of me, and a white house to my right sitting next to the road. As I ran up to the small country home, I noticed that some of the members of my explorer post were standing out back speaking to each other.

I come up to the group, with the women still behind me and I tell them that we are being followed by about three bears and we need some help. They seem as if they are willing to help us out, and one of them runs into the house and comes out a few seconds later with a rifle in his hands. At this point he raises the rifle up toward the bike path, where the bears are now walking, and shoots off three rounds, all of which make their mark. The three bears drop down dead and I feel a sense of relief wash over me. The Chinese women disappears, and I simply forget about her as a whole. I then somehow make it to the front of the home, and I am looking to my left at the small corn field. I suddenly notice some small cubs running through the corn, and I specifically remember counting them one by one all the way to six. I explain to the man standing next to me that I see six of the cubs, and I seem generally worried about the rise of the bear population in the area. We stand and watch as the small bears begin to hop out of the corn, and begin to casually cross the road.

Somehow I find out that someone wishes to see me over at some area that is down the road from the white house that I was standing in front of. I then see one of the advisers of my explorer post ride up on a four wheeler and I ask him if he can do me a favor. He looks as if he is annoyed by my request, and asks me what it is that I need. I then tell him that I need him to let me catch a ride on the back of his four wheeler and he tells me to hop on. We ride down the road and I remember seeing how beautiful the sky was, and I remember feeling the sun shining down onto my face. Soon enough we take a right off the road, and onto a gravel road into what looks like some sort of plant nursery with green houses all around. I see one of my friends walking around as I hop off of the four wheeler and I go to walk toward them and I wake up from my dream.

07.08.2011

Welcome to DreamJournal 2.6 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment.

I was in a house, I'm not sure where it was though. I specifically remember looking at the two giant TV's because I wasn't sure which one I wanted to connect the X-box 360 into. I was moving around this one giant TV with ease and then a person walked in and told me something(I'm not sure what).

First, I remember being on a Youtube channel. The background was green, and the channel name was "Tobi". I have no idea why.
I also remember seing this weird symbol on there. It was like, a circle with a dot in the midle , and a Line going Diagonally down from each side. That was probably the worst description ever.


The second dream I had was a little longer, and really weird.
It seems that I was in a war. We were all wearing something that can be similar to
crusader armor , Since there was a red cross on our chest plates. My teams crosses were red , while the others were blue. The war took place on a big castle.I remember feeling scared, because I had no weapons. I can't recall if my teammates had any either, but I know for sure that the other team was full packed, ready to fight.
Suddenly, my mind skipped to this base like place with a lot of weapons. But I think the other team was coming after us, so I didn't get any time to pick up a weapon. As I saw the other team getting closer, me and my team ran inside the castle, into a long corridor with torches hanging on the wall. We see a room , and everybody gets in before i close the door , but one person. he is the only one I actually remember seeing of my teammates. I wasn't sure if the other team already had killed him. So i open the door slightly and see that he is still alive, but the other team are coming fast and tries to get in, I shout help, but it's to late. they got in, I don't remember dying though, but i woke up.
I tried to WILD, but failed... BTW sorry if my English is bad. I come from Norway, which is in northern Europe. <3

Hello DV community, this is a story of a recurring nightmare that occurred over time when I was young. First I'll set out the background.

I watched Teletubbies growing up. Those round, TV bellied, aerial-on-head gods were the greatest thing in my childhood. I had the toys, the videos and I watched it every time possible. And one day, they showed and episode that stopped me watching Teletubbies. The Lion and Bear. If you Google "Teletubbies the lion and bear" you will find the controversial clip. There was a Lion, that chased this bear, roared so loud that the clouds moved and trees shook. The Teletubbies were scared. So who else was scared? You got it, their number one fan.

The dream began with me on my bedroom floor. In reality, I wasn't far from the bed, but it felt like miles. I got up. My legs were weak, and they shook. Then I heard a growl I heard watching TV a few hours earlier. The world shook. Through my bedroom door came the Lion. (Somewhere in my subconscious I knew it's name was simply "Lion", not "The Lion") It came towards me at high speed. My room wasn't big, but images of the lion chasing the bear flashed in my mind. My heart raced. I couldn't talk. It hit me.

I woke up, and ran through to my parents room.

So, as I said, this dream was recurring. From then on I just curled up into a ball and never moved. But I couldn't wake myself up. Eventually my curiosity took over. I stood, and was mauled down again. These passed after some time. There was another dream involving Lion that occurred once, however.

It began with a false awakening. I went downstairs, and at the table were two babushka dolls the size of people. I knew they were my mum and dad. Lion appeared. This was some time after the recurring dreams, I felt like I had some power over him. I pleaded for him to change them back, but he roared, and spoke. I had to make a promise to them.

I looked at the doll that was my mum. I promised her that I would always do baking with her. (Baking cakes was a common thing she did, and offered me the opportunity to help but I always turned it down). I looked at my dad, who, at that time I wasn't exactly closest family with. I loved him, and he was my dad, but it just didn't feel right. So I looked at the corresponding doll and promised I'd always hug him. They changed, and I awoke. I lay in bed for some time thinking about that dream, but then I went to sleep.

I think that last one may have been helpful... as I've always tried to help bake stuff and spend time with my dad. The babushka dolls probably appeared because my uncle had one but I thought it was creepy.

Thanks for taking the time to read my first entry!

I was flying oin top of a windy field in a very non-vivid dream. The grass was swaying to the wind and the skies were VERY gray. I YELLED 'I'm DREA-'' and ''I NEED TO REALITY CHE'' with the last syllable of each word getting cut off. Soon i lost lucidity. (I'm not even sure i got it in the first place).

Soon i woke up in a False Awakening. There was thunder out my windows as loud as..... VERY LOUD!

Soon i woke up and there was thunder outside my window O_O

Nicole and I were staying with my parents in Texas. Austin was sick, but my parents couldn’t take him to the hospital because the health care infrastructure had been taken over by a group calling themselves (simply enough) the Organization. My mom did her best to take care of him, and his situation seemed stable. We assumed he would be able to wait a few weeks for a military action to sort out this mess with the Organization. As the days wore on, the news reported that the Organization’s reach was spreading. They captured residential lots for use as barracks and weapon storage. What they didn’t capture, they ransacked. All of the food, water, and valuables were stolen from countless homes in the vicinity of the hospitals. It was a terrorist attack on a level the country had never seen. We decided to build a secret basement beneath our home. Although building codes prohibited the construction of basements in Houston, the area beneath our house was suited to that, so we didn’t have to worry about any serious health issues – at least, that’s what my dad thought. I wasn’t so sure. He finished digging it out in two days, and we moved a good portion of our food down there. We left enough food upstairs that the Organization would just take it and ignore the possibility of people hiding under the kitchen tiles. It wasn’t long before the Organization made their rounds… We could only get the news by radio now, and many of the standard broadcast stations had been knocked out, so much of what we listened to came from other people like us living in secret in their own homes. The airports were under the Organization’s control now. Everything seemed to be getting worse, and Austin’s condition wasn’t getting any better.

A few days after the Organization stopped running in and out of our house, my dad and I went outside to check out the area. It was spooky how normal everything looked. The streets were empty, of course, but the houses all looked fine on the outside. We went door to door trying to find anyone who had hidden themselves properly. We found a couple of corpses, but I tried not to dwell on it. I didn’t know any of these people, anyway… We found one family that did the same thing as us. Their basement area was a little larger, so they invited us to come stay with them. My dad wasn’t sure it was a good idea, but we agreed to attend a party. When we got back, we told the rest of the family all about it. We went back to the larger hideout the next evening to try to enjoy ourselves for the first time in a while. Unfortunately, a passing truck under the control of the Organization stopped in front of the house. The driver picked up the music playing in the basement from his vehicle. Before we knew this had happened, the driver called a couple of loading trucks to the scene. They infiltrated the house, broke up the party, and captured everyone as prisoners.

We were loaded one by one onto the trucks with our mouths gagged and our wrists bound. I thought it was dumb of them to leave our ankles untied, but when they closed the back of my truck and locked the door, I realized there wasn’t much we could do to escape. I had to sit in pitch black darkness for the whole ride. I wasn’t even sure where we were going… After the first few turns, I was lost. Maybe in Illinois, I could’ve followed the trail better, but I wasn’t familiar with this area. I knew Nicole wasn’t on the same truck as me… It didn’t seem like they were shipping women anywhere different from the men, so I was relieved at least by that much. I had even less of an idea where she had been sent, though. The truck stopped at another house, and they loaded some more people onto the truck. It was becoming crowded in the cargo area, but they didn’t care. We were just merchandise to them. I supposed we would probably end up doing slave labor for the rest of our lives.

By the time we reached the next stop, I realized the knot binding my wrists was loose enough to wriggle out of. I freed myself and cautiously undid the knots binding the men on my left and right. We left our gags in so the Organization wouldn’t notice we had untied our wrists. It worked like a charm. We could undo the knots just as well in pure darkness as in blinding light, so it didn’t matter that we had to work on them en route. We had most of the prisoners free by the third stop – and that was way more people than they were ready to deal with. We had to leave some of them bound, but we were able to rush the soldiers in charge of the loading process and take their guns from them. Only a few people died. Someone else killed the driver of the truck. We were the only truck on this street, so there was no one else to challenge us. Everyone scattered, and so began my long journey across the country.

I found out they had taken me over the border into Oklahoma. I figured it would be fastest to make my way back to my parents’ house from there. I didn’t have a car, and besides, the roads were dangerous with the Organization about. It seemed they were no longer content with just taking supplies. They needed an army of slaves for something. I didn’t intend to trust my fate to chance again. I walked from Oklahoma back to Houston, sneaking into restaurants when necessary to supply myself with water and food. I kept away from the major roads when I could and made short work of crossing them when I couldn’t. I don’t know how long it took me, but I made it back to my parents’ house. I was a little disappointed to find that I was the only one who made it back… None of my family members were in the same truck as me, so I hadn’t been able to free any of them. I didn’t check the other house to see if those people had made it back. Their hideout had been compromised. Although ours was empty, at least I figured it was secure. I stayed there for about a week to give Nicole time to find me. When she didn’t show up, I put a backpack of supplies together and took to the wilderness again. This time, I headed for Illinois.

Traveling during the summer was rough, so I was grateful when things began to cool down. It meant that I had taken a long time to cross the country, but I hadn’t been counting the days, anyway. I was too worried about what might’ve happened to Nicole and my family to think about something as abstract as time. Eventually, I made it to the edge of Chicago. A big storm blew in from the west, and the whole area quickly flooded. I jumped on the back of an Organization truck when the driver wasn’t looking and rode it into the suburbs so I wouldn’t have to spend so much time in the pouring rain. It pulled off into someone’s backyard, so I took the chance to hop off the truck and continue on foot. As I passed a house, I saw a television on inside. I wondered how long it had been playing… There didn’t seem to be anyone in the room. The TV played an episode of the Fairly Oddparents in which Timmy Turner gained the power of invisibility. He tried to save a girl on a motorcycle from the Organization, but he was unable to do anything. They threw her on a train and took her away. I couldn’t help noticing I was in a similar situation…

I had to wade through three feet of water to get across Nicole’s street. Her house was empty. Her garage was empty. All of the canned food was gone, and it basically looked like no one had been there in ages. I noticed that Cleo was also gone… I figured she had decided to fend for herself if she was still alive. Since there was nothing for me to find in Chicago, I decided I might as well go back home and prepare the house for my family’s return – if they ever returned. The trip back took even longer than the trip there; I had lost much of my motivation. The winter months weren’t so bad since I made it far enough south to avoid most of the snow. The new year arrived, then spring, then summer, and I finally made it back to my parents’ house. When I went inside, my heart sank. There were people everywhere. I immediately assumed they were with the Organization and threw up my hands in surrender. It wasn’t worth fighting anymore, I decided. If they were going to kill me, whatever… I didn’t want to live in fear like this anymore. Then my eyes narrowed. Nomad was with them. Nomad wouldn’t join the Organization. I noticed many of them had weapons strapped to their bodies. Some of them – including Nomad – had war paint on their faces. These were rebels preparing to stand up to the Organization. They laughed at my surrender and pointed me to my mom and sister. I was shocked by how similar Chelsea looked to my mom. It had been a year since I saw them, and Chelsea changed quite a bit. I hugged each of them several times. By this point, I was already in tears. Just finding one of them would’ve been enough to make the past year of running worth it.

I headed straight for the secret room, hoping to find my dad and Austin. My mom grabbed my hand before I could reveal the entrance. She hadn’t told the rebels about it yet, and in case one of them really was working with the Organization, she didn’t want them to know. She said she didn’t know if my dad was awake right now, but he would come talk to me soon. I sat down with them in the kitchen to wait. My mom explained that she and Chelsea had been separated from my dad and Austin early on, but they were reunited at the start of winter when they made it back to the house. She spared few details of their experiences… The Organization was trying to construct something to control the minds of the human race, but the details of this weren’t exactly clear. I made a mental note to ask Nomad about this later. Within half an hour or so, my dad walked into the room. He had a pistol on each side and wore a bulletproof vest. I felt small compared to him. It was obvious he’d been through a lot in the past year. I hugged him several times, too.

Immediately, I asked him about Austin. I hadn’t seen him in the building anywhere. I assumed he had just been in the basement or something. My dad put a hand on my back and led me outside. Because of his silence, I already knew what had happened. The tears started flowing. He took me to a little garden beside the house. The plants were artificial, and they had words written on their leaves. There was a little piano in the back for some reason with certain keys marked. It was a memorial for Austin. I knelt in front of it, wondering what I should do. Praying didn’t seem right, but what else was I supposed to do in this situation? My dad read the memorial leaf by leaf, but I couldn’t understand any of it. The whole thing seemed ridiculous, like he would tell me at any moment that Austin was actually just sleeping in the basement. That was just a hopeless wish, however.

“How long has it been…?” I asked, covering my eyes.

“Since November,” he replied. “We couldn’t get him the help he needed. The winter was too much for him, even here.” I could hardly breathe. My only brother was dead, and I never got to say goodbye. I knew how my dad felt about his brother’s death. Was this normal, I wondered? My thoughts raced out of control. I wondered if I would ever see Austin again… Probably not, I decided. There was nothing left of him. I knelt there for several minutes in grief before I could even move. I knew the Organization could come by at any moment, though, and if they saw us here, they would want to search the house. For the sake of everyone inside, I sucked up my tears and went back inside. I sat down on a bench in the basement to be alone while I tried to grasp everything that had happened. All the time lost, all the families torn apart… It was all because of the Organization. My immediate family gathered in the basement to try to cheer me up.

“When I saw Josh was here, I thought he was going to tell me he brought Nicole and two kids,” my dad joked. Clearly, this didn’t help much.

“I haven’t seen Nicole since the party,” I choked. It took me a few times to get this out. I went through my whole trip in summary, stopping whenever the horror of Austin’s death or the year without Nicole gripped me. When I finished telling the story, everyone seemed to agree that I should try going back to Chicago and finding Phil. He might be doing secret work for someone in the city, my dad suggested. I couldn’t imagine anyone having a stable job with the country in its current state, but it seemed remotely possible that he could be working in secret. In that case, he might have a place for Nicole and her family to hide. Knowing Nicole had to turn up somewhere, I agreed to give their idea a try. They probably wouldn’t see me again… I could come back and find all of them dead. We went outside for some reason and sat in the backyard. The sun was already setting, so it was too late for me to leave. I would have to stay for the night. After I finished talking to my family, I turned back to the house. A number of the rebels were staring at me. As Apheri appeared at my side, I put my hand on her black hilt.

“The Organization will pay,” I whispered.

june 29 - second night of practicing dream recall

awake
thoughts
dreams

It's around 9 and I have my headphones in; sleeping in the living room
I wake around 11:45 and try recalling any dreams. I rewind the song to just before I woke and listen.
I remember something about Spock. I know this wasn't the main focus of the dream, but this is all I can recall.
I decide to head back to sleep...

My sister has just come home and I wake and check out the clock; it's around 11:55. Damnit and I had just gotten to sleep. I dont expect to recall anything from 10minutes of sleep. Then it hits me. I dont know if it was from earlier that night, or actually within the 10

I'm having dinner with friends. I have never seen any of them, but I know that we are good friends. There are maybe 6 of us. There is this one, beautiful red headed girl with long wavy hair. I think she had some crazy piercings and a plug on one side.
the lot of us get up to leave and I realize that all the tables in the restaurant are empty, save for personal belongings. I walk over to a table and check through a purse. Along the walls there are booth seats; this is where all the diners from the tables went. Everyone is dressed formally and I just realized I went through some lady's purse as she's staring at me. We continue out of the restaurant...
...skip...
...for some reason our group is lurking around the hedges out front of the restaurant. this is all very alice in wonderland. We come across some cavernous areas leading to an ice covered passageway. I ride it down like a slide...
I wind up in some tropical area enclosed by a mountainous range. The dream is now a sort of game that I am playing where I have to save these native villagers from something. I'm failing hard at this game.
This is where the dream ends. I close my eyes and go back to sleep

I'm at the local university, but my computer station from work is there. My friend wants the code to log on. I decline and he leaves.
I log on and suddenly my monitor is displaying some forum about downloads and my friend wants help with it
Wake
back to sleep
I show up late to a chinese restaurant. An old group of friends is waiting for me. My larger friend orders a bunch of those Red Lobster biscuits. This is great. Wait, why do they even have these..?
Wake

well, that was odd
but i'd say an awfully good start

I am going to try some B6 tonight and see how that goes

Vividness: 7 I feel like the vitamin b6 made me seem more in first person and more in control,
Lucidity: 0 although i did not become lucid I felt like i was living it, not following a story.

I had a dream i was in my kitchen, and my parents were leaving for work, this one girl from my school was trying to talk to me using a webcam. Only odd this was that my microwave had become my computer. My parents were about to walk out the door so i turned the volume and screen off. Once they left, I clearly remember her telling me her dad was with the company when they developed this new flavor of Gatorade. My dad came home so I shut the Microwave off real quick thinking he was going to think I;m going insane.
-SKIP
I was in some sort of back yard area of a apartment or townhouse located on the dock. There was a little rocky area to the left that went about 8 feet high, and had a waterfall coming down from it. The hole was about 3 feet deep where you could sit around it. Me, and my friend Austin were sitting around it, I remember there being some purple goo at the bottom in a small compartment. Might have been a paint can? I was stirring it up with a long straw just to mess with it. I remember it bubbled and some of it got on him. He freaked out, then we were over by the dock area drinking that Gatorade that one girls dad supposedly made. I remember looking for something at the top of the little cabin/box thing that popped out of the house where the door was. It was some sort of ingredient, i think it was a bag of sugar, dough, or insta potatoes. My brothers friend Daniel had shown up by then.
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I was with some friends snooping outside my house waiting for my parents to leave, my friend Jeff asked me if he could smoke in my house. I said no, but he could smoke in the hockey room(Dreamed up sports room separate from the house.) I remember us being in some sort of hold that seemed to be 10-12ft deep. It was night time, he was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt. We had been sitting around, and my brothers friend garret was hiding under this one part of the hole that was about a 70 degree angle, so if some one had looked down from right above him they couldn't see him. Basically we were just waiting for my parents to leave with out letting them know we were there. Jeff was across from garret under this part the had a concrete fence above him. I was on the other side of the hole, on the length instead of width so we made a triangle. I suddenly was where my friend garret was, and he was gone. my friend Scott was next to Jeff all a sudden. I remember looking up and seeing the roots growing out of the dirt. I thought i herd someone coming above me so i tried to silently run and slide next to where they were. I remember this seeming so dramatic when I ran across, and suddenly dipped down to slide. My brother approached from the side i was just on and he could see us perfectly from ground level. He didn't care and simply act like he never saw us.
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I was in my house and it was a military base, i wasn't of high ranking, but i was discussing a plan to invade some area. He was talking about sending waves of troops. I remember every one in their military uniform. He said that they will be sending 2 waves and we have a extra back up one just in case. He decided to send them home because he didn't feel we needed the extra troops. I remember him standing in the doorway of my kitchen, and me in the kitchen. I was nervous about talking him because he was such a high rank. I said I feel we could use the extra troops just in case. He sensed the nervousness in my voice and chuckled a little. I forget how he responded.
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There was some sort of jail or utopia i was in, i remember my manager(IRL) being the lady that controlled our sector. I remember there was some sort of stamp or card collection, when you want to grab them a jail door would swing down and smash your fingers. I remember trying to take one for the hell of it, i was quick enough and got to keep my hand. Next we were be moved, and we were walking through streets filled with active civilians, i remember walking trying not to attract any attention. We started to get to this one building, I'm not sure what happened next. I remember there was a prison break or fight of some sort mini battle, i was trying to make it up/down levels of cell doors, I'm not sure if i ever escaped.

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I was at T's work with him and I had my son with me. They were getting really busy and he asked me to help out. I handed my son to one of the employees and they looked at me like I was crazy, lol. I went and put a headset on and realized they had changed to hand-head-sets, if that makes sense. I was putting the thing together and asked T why they changed. He said they were cheaper. Then I went to take an order and all of a sudden T's like, Ok, let's go. I take the set off and follow T out the door. He told me to get in the car with RB. The name was familiar, I knew a guy by reputation where I used to go to school, but he didn't look anything like him, so I figured they just had the same name. The guy was in a white pick up truck. It wasn't OLD, but it was probably a mid90's version. I'm bad with cars, by the way. The guy was either bald or just had a really short cut, his head was round and he had a goatee. He looked serious. I turned to T and asked him if he was going back in to get our son. He said we were going to leave him for a minute and go check on something. I asked him why we were leaving our car here and he said it got repossessed, assuming from a bill we haven't paid yet. I looked for where we had parked it and it was gone. I was getting worried. We drove to our house, only it was actually my mother's house. We checked the door to see if they had changed the locks on us, but we were able to get inside. Then we went back to his job to get our son. I don't remember much after that.

I had went to bed at 2am and had that dream and woke up at 3:55. I'm trying to record how quickly I fall into REM. I'm thinking I'm one of those people that can go right into REM, I was watching a documentary about it. After all this, I had a long dream but I can only remember bits and pieces of what it was about.

I had failed to do something and T and my sister had been there and some others. They were all sort of shunning me for it, and leaving me, including T. Somewhere in this dream I saw a work schedule with my name on it from a place I worked almost a year ago. I had seen my name on for night shift and was kind of upset because I lived an hour away (and do in WL) and my uncle knew I couldn't work those hours. I noticed that my hours got cut also and I was trying to leave but then these girls started showing up and they wanted to fight me. I was having a hard time trying to fight them and they were laughing at me. I remember crying really hard for a LONG time, I think I was sitting in a closet or in the doorway of a room. I was just crying and crying, and it felt so real, the sadness and just feeling abandoned and rejected. Then I got up and grabbed something and started REALLY trying to hurt these girls who were laughing at me. I remember yelling at them saying I know I may be a shitty fighter but I wasn't afraid to pick something up and go crazy with it. Which is what I did. Then all I can remember is fighting robots, they looked like children toys, plastic and colorful making little beeping noises. I keep getting vague flashbacks just out of reach of my memory and it's annoying. Hopefully I will remember.

I just feel like I dreamed the whole ten hours I got to sleep. Does anyone ever feel like that sometimes? I don't understand, I'll go a few days without hardly remembering anything and then to so many dreams that I cannot remember details. My head needs to work things out.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

I remember being very tired throughout most of the day. I was trying my hardest to stay awake most of the night but finally clocked out around 10PM.

This dream was very random. It starts with me and a few friends (vague images of people I knew but couldn't make out). We were stranded when out Van ran out of gas and we had to stop at some little gas shop in the middle of no where. The whole time we were driving till then, there was a really bitchy lady next to us that wouldn't stop complaining. Anyways, once we were getting gas or whatever, I walked into a dark lobby after setting down my HDTV. Andrew was there with a key-chain flashlight and said, "look whose here". I turned to see the bitch that wouldn't shut up from before. Surprisingly, it was Cameron Diaz is a very sexy white tank-top. We didn't really talk to her. Instead, we went around to the corner of the building where a dim light hallway was at. It was the entrance to a Rodeo and Karaoke bar. At the entrance, there was a lady who looked nervous to go in. From what I know, she was a big time country singer that had something traumatic happen to her. This was the first time she was back in the bar to sing for people and everyone was cheering. I recall giving her some words of encouragement because I made a plan to help 7 people that night (like 7lbs w/ Will Smith).

The dream gets really, really foggy and jumps scenes from here. I just recall bits of it that we were on teams and on some type of death race. I was destroying people with a RPG when I got side-swiped from a car and knocked off a big bridge. I was hanging from a steel beam, waiting for my teammate below to help me. There were more detailed parts where the teams were conversing and I like a spectator to them talking but I don't remember the exact things they were doing.

Interpretations
No fucking idea. I think the teams part might be because of Borderlands and Cameron Diaz because of the movie Bad Teacher but that's the best I can think of.

I woke up abruptly at 2:30AM due to my sister talking loudly to my mom about needing a pillow. I was about to fall back asleep when I had t o pee. When I got done in the bathroom, my sister was back on the computer using Facebook at 3AM. The light from our PC shines on my face so when she finally got off, I was wide awake. I tried to convince myself that I wasn't and laid there for a good couple hours trying to WILD or fall back asleep before I finally got up at 5AM.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

Before I being, I must note that I haven't bothered to type these out online for quite awhile. 10 days at least, I think. It's because I don't like my keyboard at home and my Laptop is broken. I'm at a friend's house now and his PC blows but the keyboard is new. I thought I'd might as well enter all these in while I'm doing nothing.

Tried to stay up late to have a REM rebound. I only managed to keep awake till 2:20AM before giving up. There was nothing to keep me up because there's no games to play. I tried to WILD but knew, deep down, it would be pretty impossible without a WBTB first. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

I'm not going to detail too much about this dream. Mostly because I don't want to. I know I should recall all dreams but some dreams you just don't want to remember. Basically the dream was an extended, much scarier version of Source Code. I remember that Stevens was still alive but like in the movie, only the small part of his body was there. He was quarantined because of some kind of virus that he carried and only one nurse could be with him.

I woke up around 4AM, went to the bathroom, took a drink of Apple Juice, then went back to bed. I tried again to WILD, more confident that I'd be able to seeing as I'd just woken up after sleeping for awhile. I laid there for over an hour before giving up. I mostly gave up because after laying there for so long, I wasn't really feeling the physical connection to my body anymore. I knew I had to be getting somewhere then out of nowhere, my legs jerked. Threw me back into reality and disappointment. I passed back out and woke up at 11AM for good but don't recall any dreams.

Interruption
I watched Source Code earlier that night so I'm not surprised at this dream. I loved the movie till they showed Stevens' body... or what was left of it. I even knew that I'd have nightmares about that so of course I did.

no attempts to MILD or WILD this time- i was too tired, as i was up very late. A more vivid dream this time, with something approaching a coherent (but by no means rational) story.

DREAM STARTS
It's my birthday again, and i'm on a long riverboat/houseboat-ey type thing- however, it seemed to be much larger than expected. The man who owned it was a tour guide, and he said he had to go, and asked me to cover for him. He quickly explained the controls, and left. People started boarding the ship for the tour, and I had to pilot the boat and give the tour, despite not knowing the area. We went past a few familiar locations, including the church near my college, despite the fact that it's about a mile away from the sea, and at least 2 miles away from any rivers.
When people had left, i opened a birthday card. It was from someone who I hadn't seen since i left high school. The card was an invitation; She said that her father owned an island off the south coast, and that we were welcome to go there as a holiday. After reading it, i looked out of the window. There are zombies running about on the bank, with a few tumbing into the water to try to reach the boat. We decide that the safest place would be the island, as it is isolated and sparsely populated. I then find myself in a supermarket, which i recognise as being the one near my mother's house, some 200 miles away. An employee walks up to me, and i recognise it to be an old friend i hadn't spoken to since he dropped out of college.
I then wake up on the island. The person who sent me the card, Jess, was standing there, telling me that the zombies were on the island. We retreated to a manorhouse surrounded by open fields, and suddenly i found myself in command of a medieval army- 'controlling' them in a similar manner to the Total War video games. I remember ordering spearmen to break a cavalry charge; the cavalry appeared to be the zombies riding giant boars. I woke up shortly after that.

DREAM ENDS

I'm noticing a bit of a trend of shop-related dreams. Although it's different shops, could that be a dreamsign?
Also, HOW i didn't realise i was dreaming i have NO idea... Clearly my grip on reality is tenuous at best..