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Dream recall from today's naps. I dunno what's up with dream length recently, maybe just bad REM timing or something.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was doing something at home then i went to bed. After a while i suddenly start having weird sensation, i open the eyes but before i can do anything else i wake up.

Dream 2(fragment):

I wake up and i am thinking about something then i take off headphones, still hearing binaural beats, thus realizing that i am dreaming, but dream fades out.

Dream 3(fragment):

I wake up and take off headphones, binaural beats still playing so i am dreaming, i get up and rub hands but suddenly the view goes weird and i can't move, dream fades out.

Dream 4:

I was in my bed trying to fall asleep, but suddenly dad came into the room and started making alot of noise walking around and annoying me. I pretended to be asleep but he started trying to wake me up saying something about windows. He then left and i opened eyes, there were alot of windows in the room, all open. Then dream ended.

Prebed:

4 Bud Light Platinums
3G Fish Oil

Bedtime:

11:00ish


12:11Am - Flying Radio Station

I am flying in the clouds. There is a radio station seated on a higher cloud. I refresh my Galaxy Player and see that I now have wifi connection. I see a list of a lot of cartoon videos to watch.

4AM I move to the recliner but I as too tired from drinking to do SSILD or any other tech. Recall is tough too.

5:23AM - Walmart Storage

My wife and I bought a bunch of stuff online from Walmart. We decided that we should just go to the warehouse to pick it up ourselves. We back up a moving truck and start loading random boxes. There is a rocking chair we want but it looks unfinished. My wife says it needs varnish. She messes around with some commercial paint sprayer until she figures it out. I spray the chair. For some reason I spray down a baltic amber necklace. I have it all over my hands and I hand the necklace wet.

I move back to bed but my son soon wakes up. I feed him in the recliner and when he done we both dose off together.

7:00AM #132- Voxer Distortions - Brief DILD

I am looking at houses with my mom. We come back to my house in the back yard. I enter the back door for some reason. Maybe I was looking for my phone? I hear my voxer app going off. It's clearly a voxer notification but it sounds strange and distorted and comes from many different directions. I finally find my phone but see no voxer notification as I walk back out the back door.

I think this is really odd and it reminds me of my daytime awareness practices. I say out loud, "I am dreaming!" Not knowing what else to do I rush out the back door but I hit the void.

I now feel myself laying in bed. I quickly transition and get up out of of the dark bed room. As I enter the living room everything gets bright and vivid. I feel very pleased about this. I notice two small panels on the floor that look like tables turned on and just glowing a blueish white color. I go to examine them more closely.

I either open my physical eyes, or I realize I have had my eyes open already. Either way I discover that the two glowing tablets are actually two of the windows in my living room. I feel breifly confused because in the dream I thought I was in bed and totally forgot that I was in the recliner. (There is something to be said about "OBE's" now isn't there.) I try to DEILD but I am not feeling it. I give up too quickly and enter straight into a non-lucid dream.

I am at a version of work sitting at a workstation. Someone is next to me working on something. He is annoying me and taking up my space but I tolerate it. I see someone put a bunch of Walmart sacks on my desk. I am like what the hell is this? Then M.R. comes behind me and tells me J.D. gives them walmart sacks to use and he just puts them there because that workstation is usually empty. She takes the sacks and leaves. I notice that I have no monitor for my computer. I ponder over this for a while. I pretty much summon two monitors out from behind the desk. I set them up and feel disappointed at how small they are. I wake up.

I'm walking through a hallway with elevators, and I think I might be dreaming. So I look at my hands (my standard reality check) and I see that I am. I just remembered I had a dream goal to fight like Neo (Matrix) and that this would be a great time to do so. I fought some Agen Smith clones, coming from the elevators, like in the later movies and it was a lot of fun. I also dodged bullets. Then I got a false awakening during 'sleep walking' while staying over at a friend's house, in a big room with large windows. I find it rather emberrasing that I have been sleep walking, especially since the entire town was able to see me through the large windows. I might have become lucid again at some point, but my recall isn't very good. My control was very, very bad during tonights lucid dreams, though.

3am
Was in my room in my house with my gf. There was a sense that the infrastructure systems had broken down and food was in a shortage. I was worried that people would break into the houseand wondered why I had never learned the martial arts with a feeling of being stupid. I went downstairs and checked to see that all of the windows are locked. They were difficult to lock. There was one window that wouldn't lock no matter what. It was broken. I managed to lock all of the other entrances though. I put double locks on some entrances, but realized that if you double or triple locked an entrance it wouldn't matter if one window was open. I felt bad because there were people who I live with who were not home and they wouldn't be able to get back into the house, but my fear was so large that I locked up anyway. I wished that I had stocked extra food in the basement.

Later I had a dream that I was a drug dealer. My friend was killed and I was spared my life and escaped.

12/26/2011
5:30 am

My girlfriend, my buddy S., and I were out looking at a rental home. It had two stories and was rather old and dark inside. At the top of the stairs was a wooden floored master bedroom with two moonlit windows. I saw a flash of an old man sitting in a wheelchair rolling towards me. Then he was gone but the wheelchair was in place.

DILD
([COLOR="#483d8b"]non-lucid[/COLOR], [COLOR="#2e8b57"]lucid[/COLOR])

[COLOR="#483d8b"]I was put in charge of this small giftshop some woman owns and I was looking at the shelves. There were many colorful things, I can only say for sure that I saw books and postcards.
I go to the back room of the shop. I'm thinking that it's a dream and [/COLOR][COLOR="#2e8b57"]I pinch my nose to make sure. Then I wonder what did I have on my goal list, I couldn't recall anything much, except for the cacti throwing at sparta. I decided to go with that, as I wanted to try summoning anyways.
I close my eyes and say the name of the person I want to summon aloud, when I open my eyes I only see a creepy girl with her back at me and she's staring at me through the mirror. I try it again and this time there is a little boy whose body isn't covered by skin...wat.
I left the weird boy standing there and went back to the room I was first in and suddenly the owner runs into the store, in panic. She starts explaining something to me, but I can't take my eyes off the windows I wanted to jump out of.
The view from the windows reminds me a lot of what call of duty (1) was like.
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There was more to this dream, but I can't remember the rest .__.

1:00 am

Fragment: I'm in a living room with plenty of large windows, and a couch facing a TV. I'm sitting on the couch with my brother, watching a family guy show, something about a morbidly obese chicken.

Back in time
At a supermarket, I realize I'm much younger than normal, probably about 10. I see two people I vaguely recognize in front of me, one man and a woman. they are buying alcohol, three bottles of beer. They offered to buy my milk, I think they were trying to confuse the cashier. they accidentally smash the bottom of the bottle, she tries to drink it before it was too late. I try a sip and it tasted horrible lol.. Later on I'm sitting down, the walls are covered in purple and yellow tiles, me and a friend are commenting on how this store has no style. when leaving i notice the trolleys are leaning almost going to fall over.
a while after that I remember walking down a strange alleyway that feels like death :/ I hear of how an old lady who owned a paint store was murdered around here, I thought I saw her but i dont remember.
I walk into a food court, to my right I see people standing, one was holding a baby. to my left I see lots of different places to eat, one that caught my attention was a store that made Asian noodles, sweet and sour pork

Fragment: Me and someone i dont recognize, are doing a presentation in a small window-less room with only 1 or 2 people as the audience.

7:00 am

Mini Dream: At an old friends house, playing cards. DH has a magic trick where he can guess what cards I have in my hand. There were plenty of snacks on the table where the cards where. I had something in my jacket, music or something.

Search
I'm in a building with big windows, outside I can see water. There is a storm but it looks like its calming down. It looks like the mouth of a river or a lagoon. I can see the ocean to my left and land to my right. A man is in the building with me, told me my friend was struck by lightning in the water, and I just barely made it out alive. I realize I wasn't wearing any clothes. I go outside and swim around looking for her, I felt sharp pains for some reason, like the water was charged with electricity? I swim over to land and find water and a cave, I look in there and see minecraft soulsand..

28.01.2012

Tied up and Dodging Goo, Blonde DC and me getting cock-blocked... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It amazes me how much I remembered this dream...while I was typing, both dreams I recall still had lingering images that helped me remember what was happening...it's like my mind just went to a whole new level with image memory or something that's it's scary at the same time (in a "holy-shit-never-knew-this-was-possible" kind of way).

Dream 1: Goo/Sperm Dodging, Escaping with the embodiment of Batman and Naked Snake

This dream was a bit Western like in the future kind of setting. Apparently me and two DCs had to kill 3 Cowboys who where black outfits to make themselves look like bad-asses.

I think one of the DCs (both were male) was carrying a dog that looked an awful like those fluffy ones. One of us (can't remember clearly) had to tie the dog to the side so it won't escape while we dealt with the 3 villain DCs.

Then when we were ready, we were tied up instead in some random place. But I didn't know I was tied up, the villains were shooting us, but it was bullets, it even looked like blue goo or sperm even.

I failed the first time, so the dream restarts, and then it's back to the same scenario where it's like a flash animation cartoon that you would see on Newgrounds our something ( the bulky black outlines etc.). I think I was "L" from Death Note, and he was naked as well.



The other two DCs who were supposed to fight with me already died at the start from being blasted goo/sperm.

When I realized I was the one tied up (but I'm still seeing things in the villain's perspective; so it's probably me playing it like it's a video game), I dodge left and right from their blasts of goo. The way to dodge them was me realizing that they shoot at the previous location I was in, and to quickly move to the other side.

Then it got a little difficult because they started to anticipate where I was going to go, and some landed on the face of the "L" character I was playing (the control was simple, just move left or right on a 2D game).

After a while, everything just stops and it scans over to a new scene playing where the "L" DC is standing on some circular area that turns into a mini-elevator and sends him back down.

The dream changes again (It doesn't have the cartoon setting anymore, everything feels like reality again) to where it feels like Batman is running away after escaping the villains in the scenario before. But somehow it feels like I'm the one who is him. I'm looking for a way out, and I tried to click "down" on an elevator, but it doesn't work AT ALL.



I'm assuming they started to increase the security by shutting off the main methods of escape. So in my head, I'm wondering what the hell to do. Then I turn around, and go to the room left of me that's open. It looks like a regular bedroom.

I go in and if I do remember correctly, the bedroom had several windows that I could use to escape. The ones of the left looked like they had thick Plexiglass material to it, so I didn't bother trying to break those.



While I'm picking which window to go through, I take quick glances from time to time in that short period of time to see if anyone found where I was. Nobody as yet, so I finally look to my right and see a window that I could turn the knob to open. I open it quickly and slowly descending near the edge of the rooftop.

From here, things got weird. I swore I was wearing Naked Snake's Outfit from MGS3 (when he did the HALO jump). I saw the straps and everything. And because of this, the two little loops near the straps that I put my thumbs on, I knew that if I pull those something would happen to help me float while I go down to the ground.

(The straps on his chest, that's what I mean)

But the environment itself didn't look like an area where villains would have a secret base though. The outside looked like any regular place, it had the setting that it previously rained, I didn't feel the sensation of the weather in the dream, but if it were, it would probably be a little chilly. One thing I noticed was a Tree in front to the right of the house too.


There were a few DCs below me that looked like regular people, and some of them were wondering what the hell I'm doing on top of the side of a rooftop of a house. But I quickly ignored them because I still feel like I'm being chased.

I had two options, jump down and fly and spread the wings in the outfit (in my mind, I'm a mix of Batman and Naked Snake now), or turn my head to the right and try to carefully press my body against to the side of the walls near the rooftop to go down to the ground.

I keep looking left and right, and trying to think of several results if I picked one or the other, and decided to prepare for the first option. I slide my thumbs through the loops that I thought would release a parachute or Batman wings.

(Even though from above, I was at least 20 feet above the ground, which may not be a challenge if I was lucid, but I still had the laws of gravity stuck in my head).

I count to myself to get ready so that I won't fuck up the landing. After the final count, I made a leap of faith and extending the loops with my thumbs in hopes that something will come out of it.

NOPE. Fell straight to ground. Falling and hitting the ground had that rag-doll effect you see in video games. Then the last that I remember of the dream was Batman (or me) standing up perfectly fine.



Dream 2: Blonde DC that was someone that I knew IRL and random DC cock-blocks me.

This dream was a bit funny and again, was another opportunity for me to become lucid, but it just felt so real for the first few moments.

I open my eyes slightly and realize that I'm on the ground. It felt like I got my head hit by a brick when I was slowly trying regain focus.

There's this blonde DC who comes up to me that looks EXACTLY like a blonde that I knew in real life. Let's call her Victoria.

(I had her for Biology in High School, and even though we rarely talked outside of class, we had some funny moments with each other in class. She was so beautiful too sigh..)

Anyway, she comes up to me and I'm still on the ground wondering what the hell is going on. (This dream probably carried on the passed out state when I hit the ground from previous dream).

She crouches down on her feet, and slowly sits by the right side of me. She's smiling and radiating this positive energy towards me. She's asking me if I'm okay in that cute and "awwww look at you, you poor guy" kind of tone.



She starts patting and rubbing my head a little bit. Then she went to get something for me to drink. But before she could, a pack of Sunny D appeared out of nowhere close to us. She gets one from the pack and asks if I need something to drink.




I told her "Oh no no, thank you though." She focuses back on me being on the floor while I'm still feeling a bit hazy. I think she starts massaging me a little bit, and think she asked "Does that feel good?" or something like that.

Things looked like it was going to be mostly cuddling and warmth, but then when she starts talking more, this anime DC that either looks like a mix of Kikyo from Inyuasha or the ghost from To Love Ru is the one getting her breasts groped from the same blonde I believe.



(I'm not sure if it was the blonde doing it, or if a quick video clip of the girl getting her breast groped) because I still heard the blonde's voice.

The dream just ends with the female DC that cock-blocks me while she gets her F-cup sized breasts massaged.

I saw a quick nipple shot, but the hand that appears out of nowhere covers it and moves it around in a circular motion while she's making that weird face with her mouth open like you see when anime girls are nervous or scared.






I hate how I was this close to a blonde, she literally tries to help me out, but she could have at LEAST told me to do a reality check or something! I was so close to this woman that I could've heard her breathing....

Happy New year everyone!

I was watching curious George. I was George, apparently. Me and my chaperone walked into a bowling alley in what seemed to be some sort of square or park in an urban town.

I was now myself. My chaperone turned into some scruffy convict-looking type wearing black and brown. We were sitting at a table inside of the bowling alley. He was looking at screen, it looked like a GPS on an iPad-like device. I was watching a red pulsing dot on the screen, over his shoulder. It was getting increasingly closer to our location.

"Fuckers' trackin' us," My scruffy companion announced. They're tracking us? Seems more like the other way around.

"Come on, we might be able to delay 'em." He says.

I followed him out the door. It was evening now, and there was a man waiting for us on a long motorbike with some sort of cabin, it was like a cross between a mine cart and a motorcycle. He forced us in, and drove off, with a strange respect for the road laws, even though he looked like a gangster.

"Best paying job yet," The driver commented. "CIA paid me six hundred million to get you guys, eh?"

Half way to my house, I was transitioned to a van with my family in it. We were still going the same way.

One long wait at a light later, we arrived at my house, with a government van behind us. We parked in the driveway, and my eyes rose to the sky, full of stars and still red from sunset. There was something weird about it. There seemed to be a giant planet in it. What planet, I wondered. I examined what I could see out of the windshield. It was earth, I noticed. I could just barely make out Mexico.

I considered Earth for a moment. A bit odd, I thought. Is this a dream? No, it cant be... Oh, wit, except it is! I realized, and with the energy of sudden full lucidity, I burst out of the car door and ran around in my family's yard with my brother and father. I came across a mound of dirt that was not there in waking life, under a fully leafed tree, though it was winter.

"Anchor dream," I cheered. My father snickered at this. I looked around the yard. Oh, right, I remembered. IOSDP tonight. I thought about Chichen-Itza, but remembered we weren't doing that any more. So I tried to focus my attention on shared dreaming and the IOSDP and whatnot. After 15 seconds of trying, I came to the conclusion that it was to hard and stopped impulsively.

I decided to run out into the road and talk to some DCs. It was suddenly morning. I saw several friends from my school roaming the streets. They didn't live here. I met a friend near a tree.

"Hey, guess what?" I said.
"What?"
"I'm in a dream! But not in your head, my own, so it doesn't matter that I'm telling you this!" I laughed.
They rolled their eyes.
"Anchor dream!" I yelled at them. I then ran off down the road.

The dream shifted into me standing in a line of students somewhere in the second level of my school. I was still lucid. I threw the assorted objects I had in my hand aside into assorted machinery, nobody cared but the guy behind me, be cause he was trying to steal some of it. I stood in line for a while until I figured something out.

"Oh wait," I said. "Screw this. Anchor dream." I walked out of the line, around some machinery, and into the next room. A teacher had given me papers as I passed, I threw those aside, too. I scattered all over the left side of the next room, which was only storage. I proceeded.

This room had three teachers trying to stop me inside. They were maneuvering around a pile of boxes.

"Is there somebody you need to see?" One of them asked, still trying to get to me.
"Nope," I pushed past them.

I now came into a similar, but larger room. It had large windows for me to jump through, but before I could reach them I awoke suddenly, too awake to DEILD, but I felt satisfied.

I'm sitting in a mall, at the food area, near a Pans Company.

I look up and see television screens (or just windows?).

Outside I see kids playing football on the grass.
One has black soccer shorts, orange shirt, is blond and has curly hair.

His hair has streaks of pink.
Sitting by my side is a gray-haired man, of his 40 years with a laptop.
He tells me that this player has an girly look, and that he is his father.

He also tells me he has straight A´s at everything in the school, especially in mathematics. I tell him that all geniuses look strange, but as a father he should be proud of the son he has.

He doesn´t seem very convinced.

I had a dream that Kayako, girl from the grudge, who was presumed to be gone for good, was seen in a reflection and had thus started hauting and killing.

I was in a house which was just two doors down from mine.It was grey and bland - there was no real life in the way the house was presented. There were two significant rooms in this dream. They were both big living rooms. One was upstairs and had a TV in the corner. There was also one downstairs which had a huge table in the centre.

There were people in the house. There was someone at the table downstairs. There were 3-4 people upstairs, one of which was pregnant, who was sat at an armchair across from the television. I could see Kayako in the TV set, which was off. When she attacked, she came out of the pregnant woman's mouth in a process which turned the woman's face grey and evil.

I moved downstairs to leave the house. There was a body on the floor which I forced myself not to look at, remembering the way the woman's face changed upstairs.

Thinking I had escaped, I was now outside a massive building with huge windows all around it. I looked into the dark window and saw the frain reflection of Kayako stood behind me.

My husband and I find an ad for a nice house for a good price, so we decide to go see it. When we arrive, the lot of land is enormous, and the yard has a swing set. A small private road leads up to the garage. As we are shown around, we see that the house is incredibly spacious, with five bedrooms and three bathrooms. each room is very large. Both living rooms (there are two) are large enough to fit my entire current house in them. The smallest bedroom is bigger than my current living room. The kitchen has enough space for a second stove and fridge, but even with them would still have room for an island. In one bathroom, the shower alone is as big as my entire current bathroom, not to mention a tub in a separate area. The more we saw, the more we liked it. As wonderful as the house was, I couldn't seem to shake this nagging feeling in the back of my mind. I ignored the feeling as I opened a door to a small storage room. A tarp covering a pile of blankets inside began to move as if there was something underneath. I instantly sensed something was wrong. My heart pounding, I reached out and lifted the pile to find nothing there. Freaked out a bit, I quickly closed the door to the room. I found my husband and tugged his sleeve. "I don't know about this place, honey."
"What are you talking about, this place is great." We proceeded out the back to get a closer look at the swing set. I glanced in the bay window and some movement caught my eye. I noticed the clock on the wall, and the arms were spinning at an alarming rate. A chill went down my spine. I was suddenly aware of an unearthly presence, and the area around me suddenly got chilly. I rubbed my arms, and looked inside again. The clock hands were spinning even faster, and they suddenly stopped at 12:00. I glanced at my watch and saw that it was 2:15.
Out of nowhere, I heard a piercing, inhuman scream in the distance.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

Slipping a Picture Out

A younger man and a man who seemed to be something like his mentor. Doing some organizing or redecorating of some sort. Cleaning? Inside an old, historic feeling building. Many large windows around one end.

The younger man (was it me? I seemed to switch back and forth from third person to somewhat identified with him) had accomplished something, some landmark. He seemed like a learned novice. He had a picture of himself to mark the occasion.

The older man took a frame off the wall. The frame and its anchoring to the wall was complex, attached to a simple wood rod decoration with a few soft undulances and shallow, smooth, symmetrical crevices. It was dusty. Some old, shriveled cobwebs huddled against it. The frame somehow slid onto this bar to connect to the wall. He told the younger man that he was going to replace the older picture of another of his (students?) with this one. The younger man felt uncomfortable with this, knew it would upset the person who was being replaced. The older man didn’t open the frame, just slowly slipped the other picture out of the bottom, surprising the young man, who was me, and then slid the new picture in.

The new picture looked casual and somewhat professional, but not strong, solid, and fitting like the old picture. It looked too new, too much of a body shot, too bright, not authentic and serious and traditional enough, with muted colors, like the picture that used to be there. But it did look happier and younger.

The man whose picture had been replaced came over from the dim back of the building, which felt like an old bar. He was somewhat angry and jealous, disappointed, about his picture being removed. He didn’t feel positively toward the young man.

Papa and I sit and compare how different the new and old Windows operating systems are. Figure-20 He shows me the position of the old delete key compared to the new one. He seems very amused by this.

1/15/11 - Walking in the Dark
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I was on my front porch, standing under the little light in the ceiling, talking to someone. I told them to stop talking, that I needed to examine the dream some more. I looked around and stepped outside. It was pitch dark out. I walked further and still could see no light, all I knew was that I felt concrete beneath my feet. I held onto that feeling.
I looked up, and could barely make out the outline of the moon. I decided that it should be daytime, and willed the sun to rise. An orb of light rose up into the sky, but it faded away quickly. I tried saying it aloud, "Sun, rise." Nothing happened. I turned around and looked back at my house. All I could see was the small glow coming from the front porch. I walked in that direction...and I don't know what happened after that.

I remember being in a classroom, with a bunch of kids from my old school. I was with Mary and Hannah, as usual, and we were talking about something. Just when class was about to be let out, there was a loud booming sound. Rain was pummeling down outside, and lots of water was blowing in through the open windows. Everyone crowded together on the floor, in the middle of the room, as the booming continued and be could see sparks of electricity right next to the windows. It was a really bad lightning storm. After several minutes of sitting there and witnessing the storm, it died down, and the thunder and lightning stopped. The teacher told us we could leave. I was pissed because the book I'd been reading was soaked. Then I woke up. I wish I'd remembered the task of the month!