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I got a new pen. At least one good non-lucid in there and a dream in which I talk about lucid dreams.

NWO Take-Over w/ Population Reduction (non-lucid)

I am in a school auditorium and a man is explaining how this is the last city that hasn't been exterminated. The citizens are all locked away in another room. Everyone else has been exterminated. I don't remember much of what he said. He reveals one ring leader to be George Lucas who is pushing an older man in a wheelchair.

Somehow I escape and free the people in the other room who all fight back against the oppressors. We push them out into the streets. There isn't much NWO resistance. You'd think they'd have armed thugz. We push them out of the town and take it back and burn everything to the ground including a baseball stadium. That was real cool and vivid, the flames.

We know they will be back and try to finish the job so we pick watch guards. We find a spy van and another but destroy them. A fun dream that was so vivid at two points I almost become lucid. There was also a point in which I run into my house and find my bro on a computer with his friend.

Frags:

1. BroZ and I are in some car chase and our car has a mounted grenade launcher. I have to swtich multiple times and both shoot and drive. I did some Tokyo drift stuff. That was cool.

2. I am at a bridge with some old friends including Lee. He is playing guitar. We go back to my house where we hear some annoying new neighbors. We go over there and I enter the home. Don't remember much else but some heavy romance up in her room.

At one point, I remember going in between the houses and finding a swimming pool with a black man in it, smoking. He just looked at me like I was crazy.

3. I was talking to BroY about lucid dreams and he started telling everyone else. I was real mad because, generally speaking, I enjoy my privacy.

4. I was at work with BroZ. We asked to borrow a drill but the boss said no and we were real mad. We wouldn't make it to the store in time before it closes.

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

It was mid-day and I was in a small dark-lit room, sitting in front of the computer. This computer was around 20" large, and was black, but the screen was on, and this was the only time a computer's ever worked in my dreams.

I was on a very popular art site that had a dark gray background and a black strip in the middle, where posts are made. I had put a piece of my artwork up a few days earlier; it was of the style I actually draw with, as you can see below. It didn't look exactly like it, but the style was extremely similar.

The only difference is that the dragon I posted online had more little details, and white circles bordered by black around the face.

I was going back on the site and refreshed the page. Although most of the text was illegible, the page worked normally. I scrolled down to where my entry was, and I looked at it briefly. I then scrolled some more and found a piece almost exactly like mine, with slightly wobblier lines and even more circles and details. It looked like a very obvious rip-off. I squinted slightly and looked underneath the submission, and read "Justin Beiber".

The little jerk, I thought.

I immediately put my mouse over his name, which became underlined and highlighted in baby blue. Clicking on it brought me to a page with a white text box, most likely to submit a comment. I began to type, being cautious not to sound too nasty, although I was steaming that some famous person would put their reputation on the line like that.

I typed, "I need to speak to you about your latest submission" before the dream ended.

I forgot about the dream for almost half a day before suddenly remembering it, and so I made sure to type it down as soon as I could.

PART 1 - MIK HILARITY

At work. My friend Mik goes through a checkout. As they do, they say something absolutely hilarious, in a casual way where they don't laugh at their own joke, offhand as they're passing through. I think it's like the funniest thing ever.

ANALYSIS

Mik has randomly dropped into my work places before, so it would fit with that pattern.

The main element here seems to be how nonchalant they were.

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PART 2 - COLB WC3

Playing an old friend I haven't seen in years at WC3. He is Orc, I think I'm human? It's both of us against the computer.

At one point I use chain lightening and he likes the ability. I say we should start over both as a race with chain lightening so we could both do it (which is odd as IRL orc actually has it and humans don't.) He decides against this.

ANALYSIS

This felt like an expression of their "polarity responder" nature. They're the type of person who, whatever you say, will tend to take the opposite position.

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PART 3 - BINGE LIMITED FUNDS

I'm back and forth between the grocery store and current home, trying to make the money I have last for 3 days of junk food.

I decide against 3 pizzas and go with 2, use the extra money for other things, for "variety."

ANALYSIS

I haven't eaten anything unhealthy in almost 4 months now. I think the idea did surface in my mind yesterday, which may have been the trigger, but was quickly negated as it's an impossibility due my ailment anyway.

I tend to take thoughts of binging as a sign that I'm not managing my emotional state well enough, not keeping occupied enough.

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PART 4 - CEE

Something about talking to Cee...

ANALYSIS

Still an "open loop" in my life, undoubtedly they will continue to surface in dreams periodically until some form of resolution is achieved.

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PART 5 - MISSED SC2 PARTY

I find out that there was a big SC2 party held at the local theatre, but I've missed it. For some reason this is quite devastating.

I think Jo from work may have been there.

ANALYSIS

I plan on gradually phasing out my SC2 playing time (which isn't that much to begin with) in favor of other pursuits (drawing), perhaps this is a metaphor for that, the sense of loss.

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PART 6 - DANCING AND 9/9/09

In a room full of people (one is Melinda, an acquaintance from Jr High), all the chairs and tables have been cleared away to free space for dancing. I "dance" (stepping along in small circles) along with everyone, which I remember finding surprising even in the moment, as I wouldn't normally expect myself to go along with something like that.

Later, the room is filled with tables, each having a computer. I look at mine, and notice a pattern in the time and date - it's 9/9/09, 9:09:09.

I remark about this to the person next to me (Borges?), they simply say "no it's not" because by then the time has passed.

ANALYSIS

The first part could be looked at one of two ways: surprising myself by following along with others, or surprising myself by going outside my comfort zone. It definitely feels like the latter.

The main idea of the last bit seems to be, remarking about something amazing to someone, and them not appreciating it. Borges may represent superficiality, which would also be congruent with the theme.

July to August

I've dreamed of work at least three more times since the end of July and now. I hate typing out my work dreams, plus I don't want to mention names. This post is mostly for my tags and to yell at myself for dreaming about work.

I want to LEAVE work, not live in it in my dreams!

Well I decided that if I was going to really forcus on having LD's it was about time I started my own dream journal. My memory is still pretty patchy but that's what I'm aiming to improve!

I was dreaming that there were 2 neds stood at my desk in work. The first had that "you've been tangoed" look, indicating her complete lack of basic makeup concepts, such as match your skin tone. Anyway, she had dark hair tied back in a ponytail and a white tracksuit on. I don't remember much about her friend, other than she was ginger or blonde.

The dark haired one was asking if there was anything else she could hand in other than a sick line to cover being out sick. I started to tell her that no, only a sick note would do, but Dawn interupted me and told her that yes there was something else.

Can't for the life of me remember what it was she told her though! That's all unfortunately

PART 1 - GUN AND SWIMMING WITH COP PARTNER

I'm a cop. We're in the middle of some operation. For some reason I don't have a gun, but I want one, and tell my partner this. I walk up to the higher up girl - long black hair - to ask for one without thinking, but she's in the middle of some important process with someone else. She has an imposing presence, I feel embarrassed for interrupting and back off.

I'm working with a female partner... I'm on her back as we swim somewhere.

Uh, something about a purple Godzilla-like creature... not sure where this fits.

ANALYSIS

Perhaps the gun represents empowerment, but I'm too afraid to take it. This would reflect my current social life.

Swimming on partner's back, depending on them... I was thinking about asking someone for support yesterday ("Ker"), perhaps that is a metaphor for that.

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PART 2 - LI MEDITATION

At the corner between home and work.

One of my IRL coworkers, Li, is stretching and meditating, cross legged.

ANALYSIS

My shift was right after hers yesterday, and I remember thinking she was very attractive. I assume the impression she left was the trigger.

The meditation and stretching would seem to reflect a certain "divine" presence.

Interesting that it was at "the corner," to which previously only negative experiences were associated (mugging & deception, etc.) There must be some broader meaning to this location.

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PART 3 - NIK

Someone that I vaguely know, Nik... she seems younger and thinner than IRL. Portrayed as a "free spirited" character...

ANALYSIS

The trigger for this must have been looking over some old (almost two years now) Livejournal messages yesterday involving this person.

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PART 4 - WORK

At work. Customer, older lady, late 40s/early 50s, says "Mutalisks are always good." Don't remember how the conversation turned to this...

She wants to hand in another resume, says there's already two more of hers "in the cabinet" (where resumes are kept.) I wonder why she wants to hand in another if we already have two.

ANALYSIS

Perhaps the "stupid question" and slight irritation is simply a reflection of the norm IRL.

I ended up waking up at about 3:30, when I wrote everything down. Having a voice recorder would have been MUCH more convenient for this type of "middle of the night" recording. Unfortunately I forgot my MP3 downstairs.

Tonight I will borrow my mother's electronic voice recorder and keep it by my bed - waking up in the middle of the night with dreams seems to be becoming more common.

I'm at a table at work, making a sign for the employees, something about encouragement. Char, one of my co-workers is annoying me, but I never remember why. I'm trying to find space on this poster board for what my manager, Brian wants. I think I ask Arayna, the day baker, if making a checklist for the employee's achievements is okay to conserve space.

Then it's Halloween and I'm putting on makeup. I don't remember the details, but my mom is there and we are in my old kitchen in the trailer I grew up in. I'm dressed in white, but the costume details are fuzzy. I'm waiting for my friend, Mark to come. I think he'll be impressed by my makeup job. I grab my orange pumpkin pail and head out.

Cut to a woman's house. It's down a dirt road, in the country. I remember white siding and a screened porch. I'm still dressed for Halloween and I think Mark is still with me. The woman gives me these old books instead of candy. They look like picture books from the 50's. I look over to her pile and see two art books on dragons. I ask if I can have one. She gives me one, but then I know the other has more techniques on "how" to draw the pictures inside. Mine just has the pictures. I ask for the other, but she refuses, says it's not for sale. She'll let me look though. This isn't enough and I wonder if I should steal it. The art inside is by Luis Royo, a Spanish (and my favorite) artist. I do remember some of the pictures, most of them had females, blond hair. (There's that blond hair again).

Then Mark is gone, and I'm inside this old mansion. I think I'm babysitting this boy, dark haired and around 12 years old. His mother is sleeping. Another fragment invades this dream and I'm unsure if it's context or where it truly fits. I'm outside in a red snowsuit, covered from head to toe, sitting in the snow. I'm warm and I'm burying myself inside the snow drift. it's sunny outside and I'm right outside my parent's window at their house.

Back to the babysitting, the boy runs away and I have to find him. Joey (friend from work) is there and opens one of those books the Halloween lady gave me. It's newer this time, looks like a travel book. He says the boy might have went to a place inside the book. I have to hurry before the mother wakes and realizes her son is gone. I go outside, cobblestone road under my feet, and there's all these alleys I pass, "hallways" from inside the house. Their walls were wooden, but the floor was the road. One at the end had a cabinet filled with glass tubes and bottles, like a lab. Others had storage cubbies and doors. I see a woman poking around, she has reddish hair and dressed in eighteenth century garb. I wonder what she's up to, but don't investigate at this time.

I go outside and into a marketplace. It's something out of the renaissance, but with goth people dressed in black instead of the renaissance clothing. I look down and realize, I'm dressed in a black dress myself, out of the eighteenth century, but my feet have gray socks, no shoes. I seemed unconcerned, even proud of this for some reason as I walk down the road.

I wander around and forget about the boy. Jewelry stands are everywhere, glittering with every type of jewelry I love. I reach for my purse, but have none. I wonder where Jenny and Adam are, my best friend and her husband. I know they are there, somewhere. I go back to get some money from the mansion, and realize the woman poking around earlier has my money. I see her dart between the hall/alleys and chase her down. I push her around a little, angry and she doesn't fight back. Hugh Jackman, dressed in the same style clothing I have gives me a sickle and says "You know what to do." I ask should I cut the woman's head off, and he laughs, says the sickle isn't sharp enough. So I angle it and slit her throat. She doesn't struggle the entire time, and I feel nothing when I do this.

Once dead, Hugh searches her body and gives me three pouches, one maroon, and two dark green. There's money inside, but I'm not sure how much. I know she robbed the mother while she slept, and apparently someone else besides me. I keep all three purses.

Interpretation:

The last dream was one I had right before waking, therefore, all the details were still quite vivid. No lucid. Which is, again, annoying, but I'm starting to notice a few themes I haven't before. The blonds are now looking dubious to me. Why the hell am I dreaming about blonds? Every night so far has had blond females. The art books are kinda self-explanatory as I wish to get back into drawing again, but I'm not sure of my skill level. Halloween is my favorite holiday...and Mark in RL is a makeup artist, among other things so yes, I would be interested to see what he thought of my makeup. Snow and the snowsuit...have no clue. A memory invading? I never owned a red snowsuit though. The jewelry and the whole renaissance bit is also simple. I love those type of necklaces and Ren fest is coming up this month. I'm afraid I won't have the money to buy anything. Not sure on my clothing or lack of shoes. Not sure about the boy and the sleeping mother, or what was going on with killing the thief. As for the work part of the first dream, not sure either. Maybe because things have been tense with the managers and district manager lately.

My recall seems to be getting better, I've been remembering at least 3 dreams a night although they seem to flow into each other and I do have to wake up between them to remember
Here are the 3 I remember from last night - the last one has a cool ending

1) In the early part of this dream someone I know becomes the head of his family like a maphia family only not into crime and not dangerous, it's set in the city i live. I'm driving around in a jeep, when I spot 2 people I know and go 4x4ing towards them. I get out and have a chat with them showing them the difflock on my new jeep which i acquired in my dream but can't remember how. Later I'm at my grandfathers funeral and my aunt and cousins are talking about how difficult it was to grow up with him because he was a difficult man. The dream is now set in the town where I grew up (huge DS right there) I get in an argument with my mom about how she's just climbing on the bandwagon and judging my grandfather unfairly (this is the second time a male ancestor has come up in 2 nights). To make my point stronger I tell my mom how my relationship with my dad isn't great and I end up getting furious and shouting how he hasn't hugged me in 10 years . The dream fades or I wake up.

2) I've been doing some training with young people (which is my line of work) in another city. I encourage them to start small groups and pair them up to do that. I have an argument with 2 of my friends who are the leaders of the group about my teaching style they say it's to unprepared, I'm saying that it's far more effective than their styles. Later we're indoors and there is a hive of huge bees (some-one else was dreaming about bees). My daughter is there and I tell her to stay away from the bees (this is related to me helping move my dads beehive the day before in RL and then hearing his bees left the hive and were in the tree in his garden). Later I go to bed and there is some weird sexual stuff going on (really weird), it involves no sensation for me but the DC is enjoying it.

Snippet this is either from this dream or the next one : I get fired at work and my friend sets the work computers to download a massive porn database, which will fill their harddrives and use up all their bandwidth. Later I feel guilty and ashamed about it and almost get caught for doing it.

3) My friend is riding my bike with me on the back except it's not DS bike like I've got it's a super-bike. We're riding through a rough area of an unknown town. He's riding pretty good. There are security guards and criminals guarding the entrances to different streets. He turns and speeds through an enclosed arean between buildings. As we exit a gang tries to stop us, He swerves around them at speed and continues. They run to try and head us off at the next turn, I tell him to carry on they'll never catch us but he stops and does a half donut and heads back the way we came, I realize that this is a good idea because they've run off to try intercept us. As we pass the area where they were we head towards a raised highway. There is an old man where the gang was holding a stick with a broken bottle taped to the end, we swerve around him and my friend suddenly stops, partly to let me drive and partly to speak to the old man. He approaches the old man cautiously talks to him and then comes running and jumps on the back of the bike. I take off really quickly and we're riding up this highway onramp that winds as it climbs higher. I overcook the fist turn and bump the curb, we continue to accelerate out of control and hit the next curb square on causing us to ramp off the edge. We nearly make it to another portion of the road but we miss. I realize that we are falling to our death, it feals awesome. I wake up long before impact.

Dream signs atarting to emerge (comment on these is you want) The town where I grew up, My bike (or lack of my bike)
I still don't feel close to realizing I'm in a dream and my only LD was still that FA - help please!!!
I also have a serious problem with excitement ( I can't fall asleep even in the middle of the night )

Mad Driving:
I was on the highway driving a car with a passenger. I turned right and was able to with no problem. I tried to turn right again but I almost hit a car.

Work Punctuality:
I was asleep on the sofa. It was almost five in the afternoon and I had work at that time. I was relaxed though, my sister promised to take my shift. I woke up after five only find that she didn't and was pissed off. I ran around the house trying to prepare myself for work. Time approached 5:40, at which point I was wondering how come I wasn't called yet.

Thoughts: Second dream seems to be a mixture of real life and work thoughts, happened during a nap.

07/14/10

I'm running through a room with a sword, slashing at zombies. I feel like Zorro, only with more stabbing.

An allied DC gets grabbed. I slice apart the zombie holding him, but I scratch him with my blade. We hope for the best.

He thinks something might happen to me. I make an offhand comment, "I don't die." I'm not worried about myself.

I step into the next room. The door slams shut behind us.

I don't have my sword. A voice informs me that I'll have to meet its challenge, or the zombies on the other side of the room will be set free. A handful of neon orange-pink guitar picks appear in my hands. I have to throw them into a 3-inch gap on the other side of the room, in front of the zombies.

I throw two, but they go wild. The creepy childlike voice informs me that if I miss again, we're all going to die.

I hold one pick in the palm of my hand. I will it to float, and slowly send it toward the bucket. It lands perfectly.

I grin at the creepy ghostlike girl that appears out of the wall. She gestures sullenly toward another door and it opens with a creak.

"At least this isn't a dream," I say to my partner, "If it was, I'd have to wake myself up. I have a doctor's appointment in the morning."

I stop and feel for dreaminess. "And now I'm lucid," I say. "I really ought to wake up, though."

I focus on dismantling the dream, aiming for a new location. We'll see if this works...

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False awakening. I beg a friend for a ride to work. Apparently, I work at a pizza place part-time. News to me.

One of the managers says that the new guy seems depressed and it's all my fault. I sigh, and go over to talk to the guy, who's standing in the kitchen.

"Look, it's not that I don't like you." I lie, "I just move around so much, I don't like getting close to people." I kindly leave out the fact that I'm friends with the DC managers, owner, and various and sundry employees.

The creepy fucker smiles at me. I really want to punch him in the face.

Zombies. Scare Factor: 4.

Neighbour Involving Work:
My neighbour was going to visit my work with her kids. Since she wants to get a discount on her food order, she calls my mom and tells her to put her name on the list so that she can get a reduction in prices. I am standing infront of the food display in the store and my mom somehow gets me the message. I find it pretty funny that she is calling me so that I can get her a discount when I wouldn't be able to, since, there is no such thing at my store. I end up doing some inventory for 2 hours on this Tuesday. I also think about the outcome of such an action and imagine being fired if I do it. I end up getting fired later on and was told "way to go" sarcastically, by who I can't recall.

Pretty worried:
I am at the store and my mom is pretty worried. She tells me that the car has overheated and that would happen unless my dad who was driving the car has been in an accident.

Thoughts: Well, nice to remember 2 dreams every once in a while. I'm afraid nothing fancy ATM. The second one obviously won the odd prize, but, since when did I have a list?

Interesting Encounters at Work:
I was working at TH. It seems that my shift just finished and I was ready to sign out and get my coat to leave. My wife's boss, K is also there. For some reason, I have a bad feeling and I notice that she is looking for something. She had some vertical trays which had some files in them spread out across the bench near the sheet. I decided to help her out and asked her what she is looking for. She looked at me with those eyes and asked why I'm still here. I guess I took it as a message of "I don't need the help", because, the dream skips and I'm walking through the store to the front door. It looked pretty similar to my actual work from what I recall. After exiting the store, I plan to make a run for my bus since I see it coming around a curve. The parking lot and location of the store is totally different. The atmosphere was pretty dark. After taking a right turn from the traffic light, one must go straight to reach a curve. After passing through the curve, one has the option of turning left to either find a parking spot or turning left and continuing straight to reach the drive-thru. They could also continue straight from the curve and take a right turn which would bring them to a bus stop but nothing more. I saw the bus near the curve behind two cars and sprinted around the store. I bent down under the white poles that are in place to prevent cars from coming into the drive-thru without ordering and continued running until I reached the other side and turned left to reach the stop. It would have been much easier to just walk to my right after exiting the store to get to the stop. I ended up getting to the stop just as the bus was able to get there. Along the way near the bus stop, I saw some cans of diet coke in a small box, similar to the one the 24 pack come in and I picked it up and brought it along. As I entered the bus, the driver was supposed to charge me $10 but when he used my card, he ended up charging $100 and swiping it through. I was pretty furious and felt that he did it on purpose because he added the last 0 just as he was about to swipe, since, he already had it at $10. I pointed out his mistake and he printed a receipt that showed that I paid only $0.72 which took me by surprise and I felt as if a trick was being played here.

Car:
I think I dreamt about a car that I was in and was told that I could pass the middle white line.

Thoughts: Well, I thought the first dream was pretty good. Was nice and long with a great atmosphere. As for the second one, it was just a fragment There was also a third which I couldn't remember anything about, but, I knew that it was long as well. Pretty nice to have a long dream in comparison to my previous couple of nights

I was at work and I saw a bunch of childeren running around like it was a feild trip or something. I felt like I was responsable for them. I did not ever become Lucid in this one BTW. I went into a back room where I saw an old friend of mine from HS and she was putting a bunch of weed inside of bags. This is weird because I don't smoke the stuff now. I used to all the time back then, I kind of grew out of it I guess. AW, I asked her to smoke some with me and she did and I was really high in my dream. After spending what seemed like an hour with her back there, I suddenly realized that I had left the children unattended! I paniced, jumped up and ran out of the room. The whole time I actully felt paranoid like I used to back then when we would skip school and get high. I ran though a series of doors (still at my current work place) and came into a big warehouse to find the kids all swinging and climbing 20 feet in the air on the very dangerous pallet racks. In the middle of the room was my Father telling me how disappointed with me he is for not taking care of the kids. I argued for a sec and and said he was not any better for allowing them to do what they were doing right that second. Than, I started to notice that he was still talking and it was like he was part of one of those "truth about smoking MJ comercals" so I laughed and woke up. As I layed in bed I remember mt dream and asked myself "wht the hell would I dream about these things?" I like comments and Ideas of why I would dream like this. Go ahead.

Brainstorming at Work:
I was at work serving customers like usual. For some strange reason, I was brainstorming words that started with a particular letter such as the letter s and the words were sun, street, scuba diver, etc.... There was a match coming up but I don't recall what it was about.

Tornadoes:
I think I had a dream about tornadoes. I think I was looking through a car window out to see one of these large tornadoes split into three smaller ones, but, nothing else.

Thoughts: Well, back to the work dreams again. It's sooo frustrating to have similar dreams. It seems that work is now a dreamsign, makes me wonder if it'll vanish soon enough though. I have been RCing a bit at work but not in large numbers, so, not 100% positive if I would be able to go lucid then. As for the tornado one, there was a tornado in the news yesterday and I remembered having a dream about them during the day, but, couldn't recall much details. Seems my dream recall has gone south the last couple of days since I've been slacking off and not paying as much attention. Plan to re-focus and increase their clarity, vividness and recall

Work:
At work again, just serving customers. There was something about a car, but, couldn't recall what it was.

Thoughts: Didn't have time to try and recall the rest of the dream and lost some of it as well