Thread: Callista's DJ

8/29/2006

blankets piled in two heaps
great white throne judgment; grandmother
finishing quilt till 6:30 a.m.
in car w/ mom: singing cliffs w/graffiti

11/30/2006
{Nightmare, mild}
non-lucid

[Explanation: Now that I have a job and go to school as well, I no longer have time for detailed dream reoprts. I will instead write down the phrases I use to remember the dream upon first awakening. It isn't nearly as good, but it'll have to do until I have more free time on my hands.]

location: camp, one room with lots of bunk beds ,mostly filled with boys
the black death
computer gambling games on yellow monochrome screens; other games on other colors of monochrome screens
a sick girl in a top bunk; I wonder after a while if she has died
spraying fertilizer at the side of the road; meeting others who have completed part of the job
her friends take the sick girl away; she is still alive
the presence of the black plague becomes obvious as some boys' symptoms worsen
the power goes out; we have to share bunks for warmth; at this point we've stopped denying our danger
I hope I won't catch it... but I know I probably already have

8/31/2006
Lucid

I'm biking across the Wal-Mart parking lot, and immediately I know this is a dream. Actually, I don't remember not being lucid, so I think the dream must simply have started that way.

I park my bike and don't bother to lock it up, because I can just create another if it's stolen. Just to prove that, I create five or six bikes of various types and colors.

Okay, so, the advanced lucid task: Do open-heart surgery on someone. I know I have to do this now, because it's August 31 and this is the last day. But there's no one around; and I've looked at my own heart before, just out of curiousity; so this is what I do again.

I use my hands to open my chest. It's easier this time than before; I don't have to go through the different layers (skin, fat, muscle, ribs) as I did before--I just open it right up. It feels weird but doesn't hurt. Then I reach in and grab my heart, making sure to mentally disconnect the arteries and veins, short lengths of which dangle from the heart. It's slippery and I drop it; so I squat down next to it and start poking around.

I take the heart apart. It's got upper and lower chambers, instead of four as it ought to; and it's filled with a whitish fluid instead of blood. I squeeze this out of the heart, and some of it has clotted. I figure I'll have to remember and watch this in real life, just in case it's a problem. Blood clots are, after all, what cause strokes and heart attacks.

I'm done now, and I don't bother to put the heart back into my chest; I've still got my real-life one, so I don't need this dream-construct; and my chest, without my attention on it, is now closed. I stand up and decide I'll wake myself up right away, so as to remember this dream well.

On a whim, I create first a low table and then a huge bowl of flowers to stand on it. The bowl is glass, and I begin to mold its rim in my hands, turning it into a wavy rim and then folding it one way or the other. But after a while of playing around with it, the glass gets very thin and looks more like cellophane than glass; so I decide I'm done and wake up.

Heheh @ open-heart surgery on yourself.

That's awesome. You should get extra credit for that.

9/01/2006
Non-lucid (Nightmare)

In a book, I see the body of a pregnant woman decay before my eyes. I do not realize what I am looking at, but when I realize it, I am horrified.

9/01/2006
Non-lucid

I and my sister are somehow transported to a world where, after ten years of life, humans metamorphose into reptilian, dinosaurlike creatures who live only one year more. Technology is at a high level but society is in shambles, with crime everywhere. The dinosaurs are seen as all-powerful enemies and protectors at the same time.

9/2/2006
Non-Lucid (Summary)

I've switched colleges, to a military institution where everyone wears uniforms. I know I won't be happy there, so I refuse to stay before I even unpack my stuff.


9/2/2006
Non-Lucid (Summary)

I'm at the animal shelter, and I ask the attendant for advice on what my roommate can do to get her big dog spayed. She's a college student and can't pay big vet bills.

[This is a problem in real life, except that the dog is male and needs to be neutered, not spayed. I hadn't thought of asking the people at the animal shelter for advice; but I'll try that now that I've got the idea.]

9/3/2006
Lucid

I'm in a field with a lot of trees--kind of a sparse forest--and it's daytime. "OK, I'm lucid now," I say to myself. I concentrate on turning the day to night. At first it's only partially successful, but then the sky turns dark and the stars come out.

It's too dark to do much of anything here, and I know quite well that when it's dark, that means the dream could end soon, or you could fade out of lucidity. So I concentrate on trying the advanced lucid task.

I'm not very good at transporting myself from scene to scene yet; in fact I've never completely succeeded at it. I consider flying; but I'm not sure if I have enough time for it, so I start spinning. I tell myself how much the Lucid Crossroads resembles Stonehenge, and pretty soon parts of it start showing up in the confused spinning scenery around me.

When I slow down, it's daytime again and I'm in the middle of a circle of doors--good; I've done it, and my first try with spinning, too.

The doors are about waist-high; but I can crawl through them if I want to; so that's OK. The well is there, in the middle of the circle; and I walk up to it and touch it. It's made of smooth, shiny metal.

The two blue folks are there, too; but I say "Hey guys" and then ignore them, because I think they're weird.

I wonder whether one can make use of the dojo even if they haven't tried martial arts in their lives; I try kicking at a door. I float in mid-air, kicking very slowly. Okay, that's cool; I think I'll go see.

But before I can get there, the scenery fades out--too quickly to do anything--and I hear the sound of feet pounding on stairs. My roommate has woken me up... yet again.