Haha, another failed WBTB [I couldn't manage to fall back asleep in one hour... what a pity]. The alarm clock scared the first set of dreams out of my head, but I do love my dream from afterwards... too bad I didn't get to see how it all turned out.
Dream-
It all starts out in my 9th grade English teacher's room. I find I have a 79.4 in his class while a friend of mine finds out she has a D. We're desperate to fix our grades and we attempt to make this weird pink people chain with certain writing on it for extra credit. Well, I find myself now in some school court in the gym. I've been framed for something and I don't care because I know I'm not guilty and it really didn't matter to me anymore.
I remember talking to someone about something that went like this, "If I had to die, I'd do it upside down." Person- "???" Me- "Well, it'd be a fun way to go" *shrugs*
I did a few other little things too like mess around with an electric code lock and ended up releasing either interestingly skin colored emo/goth people or spirits who got their bodies back.
Next thing I know I'm in the car with Maro-chan's sisters, MaeMae and Maya, and her mom. She drove us to a water park spot where all three of us [Maro-chan's mom didn't go] went into a slide pipe thing. It was green and the fall felt like an eternity, relaxing though, but it felt kind of melancholic.
Again, I find myself elsewhere [I'll skip the part where I get out of cerulean water and walk off somewhere], in another classroom, not allowed to weave because it's part of 'court order.'
"Please let me do it!" "No!" "I can do it!" "No!" "Fine..." And that's how I decided to leave that class. The funny thing was, the class wasn't even on school campus, it was right next to the alleyway. The building's exterior was bland, the part I was on was elevated since there were two sets of stairs, three stairs total. One stair set was at the bottom and was only about 3 steps long, there was a platform [not good at describing non-step part in between stair sets] where on the left and right there were a set of stairs. A sheriff waited for me on the right set of stairs since I was on the right half of the building.
He wouldn't budge, my guess was that he was waiting for me to make the first move. I would have sooner if I didn't fully take in my surroundings. On the left half of the stairs there was this semi-Gothic guy who had hurt his arm. He looked like he wanted to escape but couldn't either with the sheriff there. I looked across the alleyway to see a group of Gothic guys and a Lolita girl [all with black eyeliner and light colored hair] with a bunch of reishi mushrooms around them, they seemed to be looking at their injured pal. And me, being the nice person I am, mouthed off to the injured guy to run as I distracted the sheriff and miraculously escaped as well.
I picked up a reishi mushroom by my foot as payment, the Gothic group watching me the entire time. I bit into it, only to be grossed out by the puff of dried mushroom that clouded my face and fell to the ground. The sheriff was back on the hunt and I ran off into the streets where I luckily wasn't hit by anything [probably because I wasn't thinking that roads = cars but the roads = escape].
I was climbing up a slightly muddy cliff in attempts to one, escape the sheriff, and two, join a group of people who were searching for fresh reishi. [Trust me, the last half of my dream is all goth/reishi themed] I yelled out my request and their leader, a fast moving guy with brown hair, black eyeliner, black boots, and a nice trench coat. He said nothing but the answer appeared to be yes.
I eventually got the sheriff to stop following me since he was still trying to get me, I convinced him that since he knew I was innocent, I'd be out of his hair, and I'm not doing no one no harm, to let me go. I was getting close to becoming aware that I was dreaming but the rush of events afterwards made me forget.
After that we all jumped down from the cliff. We walked on a bit and the scene changed. Other reishi group members where explaining the goal of our group as we ran/jumped down a long set of stairs. "We're planning on going to Baja California to find some fresh ones, after all, it is the mushroom of immortality." "Yeah, we're all taking a stab at trying to find the elixir of life and it's more than likely that this mushroom is the key." They kept talking but I tuned them out. I was trying to catch up with the Boss since he was fast, I was fast, and it seemed fun at the time.
While we were jumping down stairs and eventually started jumping up stairs [balancing on metal poles and jumping off them and landing on other ones isn't so hard, at least in my dreams ^^] another group of reishi pursuers came after us. Now, no reishi group is an enemy to another for their goals are the one and the same, but when it comes to members, it can get vicious. The group that was after us was actually the people from before, the blond goths/Lolita [who were actually the German reishi group]. The person I saved was someone high up in their group, their leader I think or second in command, and they wanted me in their group. I don't know if it's because I saved him or just had traits that they liked, but they were chasing us down.
We came to the top floor, an office floor with loads of windows, blue-gray carpeting, and computers. Some of us went to the computers to book the flight for us [I was one of them], others went to hold off the others. Now, I'm not the best of geography, but Baja California was, in my dream, stuck to Mexico and in a direction that made it look like an upright banana... So yeah... The German reishi group did manage to break through and right when they were in my face I woke up, stupid light I need to get curtains....
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
05.29.07
Two dreams last night, couldn't do a WBTB, woke up and couldn't get back to sleep...
Dream 1-
I was at a hotel as an employee. It just so happened that I was in love with it's owner who was round about my age. He felt the same way but his mother wouldn't let us be together, probably because she felt I didn't really love him and was after the money. [Personally, I think this is my dream's strange take of a Taiwanese drama I'm watching] Honestly, there's not that much that happens. Just some stuff about worker point cashing, I can't even choose the things that I want since the mom was giving me this glare saying, "you better not pick anything that'll make him notice you or else." I tried not to but we always managed to catch each other's eyes, which later led to much unnecessary suffering on my behalf. She gave me the oddest jobs on Earth to do.
Dream 2-
I remember lots of running. I ran down a stair well and met a yellow bear, well, two bears. One was carrying a Coca~Cola that I held for him for a bit, the other was in a hallway mauling people, didn't harm me though. There's this random part in there about me going to a Dunkin' Donuts for donuts. There are some weird stuff that they're selling, I don't even have the slightest idea what to dub them. In this dream, there's also a part where I help another bear, this time confess its love to a librarian?!? And all of this is going on while everyone else is in a chaotic frenzy over something...
Dream 1-
I was at a hotel as an employee. It just so happened that I was in love with it's owner who was round about my age. He felt the same way but his mother wouldn't let us be together, probably because she felt I didn't really love him and was after the money. [Personally, I think this is my dream's strange take of a Taiwanese drama I'm watching] Honestly, there's not that much that happens. Just some stuff about worker point cashing, I can't even choose the things that I want since the mom was giving me this glare saying, "you better not pick anything that'll make him notice you or else." I tried not to but we always managed to catch each other's eyes, which later led to much unnecessary suffering on my behalf. She gave me the oddest jobs on Earth to do.
Dream 2-
I remember lots of running. I ran down a stair well and met a yellow bear, well, two bears. One was carrying a Coca~Cola that I held for him for a bit, the other was in a hallway mauling people, didn't harm me though. There's this random part in there about me going to a Dunkin' Donuts for donuts. There are some weird stuff that they're selling, I don't even have the slightest idea what to dub them. In this dream, there's also a part where I help another bear, this time confess its love to a librarian?!? And all of this is going on while everyone else is in a chaotic frenzy over something...
Friday, May 25, 2007
05.24.07
Two dreams last night and attempted a WBTB.
Dream 1-
I was looking for a summer job. There were alleyways and alleyways of stores in this indoor/outdoor mall. I kept running through it until I find myself in/at a sweets shop. I end up helping out with melting the sugar. I get burnt a lot and, since I'm semi-immune to those burns kind of burns [metal vs. flesh] it only stings and smarts for a bit. One thing I found interesting was that the mint leaves I poured into it turned into a green powder [it's way of melting?] and I stirred it in... that's all, nothing out of place, really.
Dream 2-
I was at school and it was over. I try to leave the dream style typical way which causes me issues since there was an interview going on and I didn't want to run past that camera [odd eh?]. So, with I my might I kept trying to remember how I left the school from the Biology room [my last class wasn't bio though so no wonder there was some clashing with my dream and real logic, dream logic won though...]. I try to leave another way, lost in thoughts of how come I'm leaving bio at the end of the day if geometry's my last class. A pink lollipop ends up distracting me as it bobbed in front of my face.
There was a hand attached to it and another that opened it. There, in front of me was what I'd call a modern day greaser or a slickster. Cute, but very dangerous. Against all of my real life logic, I follow him and am introduced to some shady figures. Fookin, Time bomb, and someone else. See? Obviously people I should run from when not lucid. Obviously I'm a slow person for I don't start to run from them until later on when they start to follow me. It's all a bit blurry from there. I do know that I noticed that my typical path out of school looked altered and was close to becoming lucid again, but the fear of rape and focus of 'run' kept me from it. If only I listened to the red lights in my head when that lollipop came... my dream self is very scary at times. I insulted some cheerleaders along the way [semi-intentional]. They were bragging about how their ribbons were bigger than mine, no duh if you're seniors and I'm not, it has nothing to do with being a cheerleader! They were talking about how cheer leading would bring them far in life. I scoffed and mentally spat, "and IB's full of turtle-brained kids." I ended up running again, not from the cheerleaders, but because I remembered that there was still danger. At the end, Time bomb ends up saving my life [a childish looking boy with messy blond hair and devious blue eyes] he took two metal caps and shot them off, which led to a bomb going off and saving my hide. Lucky me ^^
Dream 1-
I was looking for a summer job. There were alleyways and alleyways of stores in this indoor/outdoor mall. I kept running through it until I find myself in/at a sweets shop. I end up helping out with melting the sugar. I get burnt a lot and, since I'm semi-immune to those burns kind of burns [metal vs. flesh] it only stings and smarts for a bit. One thing I found interesting was that the mint leaves I poured into it turned into a green powder [it's way of melting?] and I stirred it in... that's all, nothing out of place, really.
Dream 2-
I was at school and it was over. I try to leave the dream style typical way which causes me issues since there was an interview going on and I didn't want to run past that camera [odd eh?]. So, with I my might I kept trying to remember how I left the school from the Biology room [my last class wasn't bio though so no wonder there was some clashing with my dream and real logic, dream logic won though...]. I try to leave another way, lost in thoughts of how come I'm leaving bio at the end of the day if geometry's my last class. A pink lollipop ends up distracting me as it bobbed in front of my face.
There was a hand attached to it and another that opened it. There, in front of me was what I'd call a modern day greaser or a slickster. Cute, but very dangerous. Against all of my real life logic, I follow him and am introduced to some shady figures. Fookin, Time bomb, and someone else. See? Obviously people I should run from when not lucid. Obviously I'm a slow person for I don't start to run from them until later on when they start to follow me. It's all a bit blurry from there. I do know that I noticed that my typical path out of school looked altered and was close to becoming lucid again, but the fear of rape and focus of 'run' kept me from it. If only I listened to the red lights in my head when that lollipop came... my dream self is very scary at times. I insulted some cheerleaders along the way [semi-intentional]. They were bragging about how their ribbons were bigger than mine, no duh if you're seniors and I'm not, it has nothing to do with being a cheerleader! They were talking about how cheer leading would bring them far in life. I scoffed and mentally spat, "and IB's full of turtle-brained kids." I ended up running again, not from the cheerleaders, but because I remembered that there was still danger. At the end, Time bomb ends up saving my life [a childish looking boy with messy blond hair and devious blue eyes] he took two metal caps and shot them off, which led to a bomb going off and saving my hide. Lucky me ^^
Thursday, May 24, 2007
05.24.07
I was going to do a WBTB, but I forgot to set the alarm and slept straight through the night...
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
05.22.07
Fragments of dreams, all of which I remember one thing [lately, my dreams seem to have motifs in them, or at least a recurring element in each dream, Sunday was water, last night, my clothes, purse, and folder I dumped in place of my school bag]. Maybe this was caused from not enough meditation and my mom pouring too much lavender on me [she kidnapped me to do it too, I was just trying to go to bed when, whoosh! But that's not a dream so it doesn't belong on this blog...]
Each time I was leaving my bedroom. Maybe these dreams were false awakening? I'm not sure. There's too little evidence for me to determine that... Anyways, Each time I was leaving my bedroom and everything looked the way it should, albeit my purse, tarepanda sushi folder, and clothes were at the edge of my closet door. I thought nothing much of it, since I remembered putting it there last night. But each time I found myself coming back to my room. In the last dream I thought, "Wasn't I in here before doing the same thing? Maybe I'm losing it... or maybe I'm dreaming..." No chance to reality check. You guessed it. My alarm, which I won't be setting for quite some time, woke me up!
Each time I was leaving my bedroom. Maybe these dreams were false awakening? I'm not sure. There's too little evidence for me to determine that... Anyways, Each time I was leaving my bedroom and everything looked the way it should, albeit my purse, tarepanda sushi folder, and clothes were at the edge of my closet door. I thought nothing much of it, since I remembered putting it there last night. But each time I found myself coming back to my room. In the last dream I thought, "Wasn't I in here before doing the same thing? Maybe I'm losing it... or maybe I'm dreaming..." No chance to reality check. You guessed it. My alarm, which I won't be setting for quite some time, woke me up!
Monday, May 21, 2007
05.21.07
05.19.07
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
05.17.07
One dream. A bit choppy, there were parts that just skipped out on me, but in total it was three days. Too bad I can't remember all three days from start to finish, that would've been great.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
05.16.07
I had one long, odd but good, lucid dream. I was lucid but not to the extent that I could be aware that I could teleport out of this mess and/or completely change things around, I went along with the storyline the whole time.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
05.15.07
I know I had more than one dream last night... three in reality. Two normal, one lucid.
Dream One-
I remember some strange things. I was in space watching the world turn from a globe to a 2D circle to an Iced over Earth... Aside from that, no real memories...
Dream Two-
Something with a relative blue hedgehog of Sonic, I'm don't know, he did look cool though near the end. He was running through the stars with a thin and transparent veil/scarf on him, it looked cool seeing him fly by. I saw him stop in mid-air, after passing a non-existent check point, he was shimmering gold and the scene was just so pretty... I woke up right then and there... goodness, maybe taking melatonin's killing my dream recall? I can't remember anything before then but I know there was something. I'll try not to take it tonight then...
Dream Three-
I went back to sleep [a ten minute dream... I only slept in from 5:30 to 5:41 so more or less ten minutes] and was thrust into a church. The priest was there and though I wanted to sit in the back shrine I ended up sitting in the main sanctuary for mass. There I found a little girl, no older than 3, who kept wanting me to entertain her. I did. And when I tried to pay attention to mass, she wanted more attention. Out of the blue, without even one reality check, I was lucid, aware that I shouldn't have to babysit some stranger's daughter.
So I stopped entertaining her. I tried to pay attention to mass, out of curiosity of what it was on, but kept on thinking "Does this mean I'll have to make a church tab for my dream blog?" Near the end I thought, "Aw crap, if I sleep in any longer I'm going to be late for school," and woke up... Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. Even if it was in a stuffy, crowded church with an oddball child. I know I did see a purple pterodactyl earlier in that dream... I was in the shrine talking to the priest before mass. I paid no mind to it 'because the church had high ceilings.' Haha, that's honestly amusing.
Dream One-
I remember some strange things. I was in space watching the world turn from a globe to a 2D circle to an Iced over Earth... Aside from that, no real memories...
Dream Two-
Something with a relative blue hedgehog of Sonic, I'm don't know, he did look cool though near the end. He was running through the stars with a thin and transparent veil/scarf on him, it looked cool seeing him fly by. I saw him stop in mid-air, after passing a non-existent check point, he was shimmering gold and the scene was just so pretty... I woke up right then and there... goodness, maybe taking melatonin's killing my dream recall? I can't remember anything before then but I know there was something. I'll try not to take it tonight then...
Dream Three-
I went back to sleep [a ten minute dream... I only slept in from 5:30 to 5:41 so more or less ten minutes] and was thrust into a church. The priest was there and though I wanted to sit in the back shrine I ended up sitting in the main sanctuary for mass. There I found a little girl, no older than 3, who kept wanting me to entertain her. I did. And when I tried to pay attention to mass, she wanted more attention. Out of the blue, without even one reality check, I was lucid, aware that I shouldn't have to babysit some stranger's daughter.
So I stopped entertaining her. I tried to pay attention to mass, out of curiosity of what it was on, but kept on thinking "Does this mean I'll have to make a church tab for my dream blog?" Near the end I thought, "Aw crap, if I sleep in any longer I'm going to be late for school," and woke up... Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. Even if it was in a stuffy, crowded church with an oddball child. I know I did see a purple pterodactyl earlier in that dream... I was in the shrine talking to the priest before mass. I paid no mind to it 'because the church had high ceilings.' Haha, that's honestly amusing.
Monday, May 14, 2007
05.14.07
My dream recall's returned! I'm seriously celebrating over this. I've had, 8 dreams in the past three nights. I'll post 6 of them. Though, I think I've had more but they don't count because they're only fragments now...
05.12.07-
I found myself staring at my school books. "I've had it here the whole time," I pondered. I was staring at it's pink, black, and white heart cover. Praise the Lord. My history book has been found. [FYI, a jerk stole my books Friday and I found the last one, history book, today, that's $68 I won't need to pay] I grabbed it and went off to school. Later on, I seem to regain extreme awareness and find Tao in my English class with a green textbook he got from my English teacher. The rest was all chatting and stupid stuff...
The next dream's an odd blur of ordinary things.
05.13.07-
The last dream I had then reminded me of why, before I bothered to try to be lucid [I kept trying to kill my dream recall back then], I had been an insomniac. Though I'm certain "40 year Old Virgin" can't cause someone to dream of a horrific dream, I'd be happier to think that it was the cause since nothing I did that day could have caused such a dream.
I'll start off with the more normal of the three [well, only posting two, one of them is currently confusing me on details...]. I'm at an optometrist's clinic. I came only to learn how to drain cataracts the ancient way, using hollowed out needles and draining it out of that person's eyes. The doctor's boring and ranting on and on over stupid things... I start to play around with a button a classmate gave me as a souvenir from the thingy she went to. I find two large, needle shaped holes in the button. All I can think of then is, "Oh crap, how am I going to explain this to her? She's going to kill me. Maybe if I don't focus on it, it'll go away." Wonderful dream logic.
Here's my scary dream... Not as gory as past... 'dreams,' but still, it scared the shit out of me. An accordion style bridge to my right [it's hard to explain], railroad tracks in front of me, flooded marsh/swamp water everywhere. A white wooden house up front. A white brick building to the right. I shouldn't have ignored it's hint. Big bold red letters, "FAMILY DEITY."
"Oookay then," I thought. I wasn't going to this party by will. My dad made me go. So where was he? The monster. Left me there to suffer. But that's getting ahead of myself. Step, step step, step. Into the house I went. The words, conversion party, popped into my mind, I decided I'd try to be the person in the corner who wouldn't say anything. But... I was thirsty.
I took a quick trek to the kitchen. I didn't like the women there, they gave me the creeps. I wouldn't drink their weird pink punch, so I drunk a blue lemonade with glitter in it.
I had 3rd POV visions came through a little later. It was then I learned to be afraid. It showed a guy named Ken. He had come to this party a week before. Died that same week. So did the guys that came with him. He drank and partied like his friends did. Later that night, for he spent it there, he woke up, slick and sweaty from a fever. He came downstairs to where other people were.
A childish woman felt him and commented, "He's so slick he's like a mudslide~" His knees gave way and he was the center of their attention. He was sitting up. Then the terror began. A different woman began to scratch away at his chest and abdomen. Flesh peeled off, the blood had, possibly due to his body temperature, coagulated and gave his body a rotten sort of look. Others began to tear away until steaming organs were visible. The gore was everywhere, Ken, their hands. They kept crowding him. He was too sick to seem to react. The visions ended there.
I found myself running, they kept saying scary stuff. "Convert!" Their demonic leader shouted. I didn't scream, only ran. At one point, I fell and the leader woman [one of the two in the kitchen] got down to my level. She thrust her face down onto a fire. It burnt away to the bone, her face nothing more than smoked skull and dried blood near where the living flesh was. She laughed at me. I found the energy to get back up and run again.
Soon after, I found a safe place to recollect my fragmenting sanity. I felt icky after all that. And thought, if I couldn't get out here alive, I might as well calm down and go clean. So I took a shower. In the bathroom, I found a short little girl about 5-7 years old. Long blond hair. She was just as scared as me. I mentally decided to protect her so I took with me to bathe. I tried to do stuff to get our minds off of the horror nearby. But, in doing so, our uncontrolled giggles made too much noise. They found us out. They broke through the door. They took her away. Those people looked more like zombies than the scary satanic/occult people. I ended up being taken away with them.
We all left the house. I found myself clothed. I saw the girl in one piece. The 'zombies' were actually Ken and his pals, the black things I mistook for rotting flesh was actually pieces of Gothic font that peeled and floated off. I felt relief. The other people soon flooded out the front door. My fear was staunched by Ken, who had somehow, with his words, gotten them to calm down and let us go. Some had numbers on their head like "676" or "668." I purposely stopped focusing on it so they;d disappear and I wouldn't find a 666 on one of them [which would only freak me out after all that adrenaline left in my system].
The girl pushed a switch and we left in an Escape on a raft to the city. They were all cheery, and aside from the building that said , "Be Silenced" in blue on another brick white building a good distance away, I was completely calm with Ken and the rest of my saviors there. The last thing I remember was Ken saying, "Here, I'll enter Taro-Champion into the next horse race for you to make up for it," to one of his friends. In a sense, I'm happy I woke up before another bad dream started up with my mind slightly in the mindset to expect one.
05.14.07-
Three here that are all relatively fine.
One about me fighting some strange jelly like monster with lots of wriggly tentacles and stuff. I fight, run, look for things to kill it with. Yeah, honestly, there was little chatting with others, my though pattern went the same as my previous sentence, and nothing really happened to the monster.
Another had to do with Naruto... I was talking to Naruto asking about what he ate. He said ramen so I asked if he tried Kakashi's "finest curry" that's really yummy. He said no. I said never mind, remembering what I went through to get food... that better have been some good curry for what I endured...
School again... My English teacher found my history book for me! I tried to thank him but he said it was in the Spanish room, so I ran off to get it... Then I met up with some friends and we talked about relationships and kissing. i ended up kissing someone... not sure who (O.O'') but I think I'll live, their lips were a bit on the dry side though...
05.12.07-
I found myself staring at my school books. "I've had it here the whole time," I pondered. I was staring at it's pink, black, and white heart cover. Praise the Lord. My history book has been found. [FYI, a jerk stole my books Friday and I found the last one, history book, today, that's $68 I won't need to pay] I grabbed it and went off to school. Later on, I seem to regain extreme awareness and find Tao in my English class with a green textbook he got from my English teacher. The rest was all chatting and stupid stuff...
The next dream's an odd blur of ordinary things.
05.13.07-
The last dream I had then reminded me of why, before I bothered to try to be lucid [I kept trying to kill my dream recall back then], I had been an insomniac. Though I'm certain "40 year Old Virgin" can't cause someone to dream of a horrific dream, I'd be happier to think that it was the cause since nothing I did that day could have caused such a dream.
I'll start off with the more normal of the three [well, only posting two, one of them is currently confusing me on details...]. I'm at an optometrist's clinic. I came only to learn how to drain cataracts the ancient way, using hollowed out needles and draining it out of that person's eyes. The doctor's boring and ranting on and on over stupid things... I start to play around with a button a classmate gave me as a souvenir from the thingy she went to. I find two large, needle shaped holes in the button. All I can think of then is, "Oh crap, how am I going to explain this to her? She's going to kill me. Maybe if I don't focus on it, it'll go away." Wonderful dream logic.
Here's my scary dream... Not as gory as past... 'dreams,' but still, it scared the shit out of me. An accordion style bridge to my right [it's hard to explain], railroad tracks in front of me, flooded marsh/swamp water everywhere. A white wooden house up front. A white brick building to the right. I shouldn't have ignored it's hint. Big bold red letters, "FAMILY DEITY."
"Oookay then," I thought. I wasn't going to this party by will. My dad made me go. So where was he? The monster. Left me there to suffer. But that's getting ahead of myself. Step, step step, step. Into the house I went. The words, conversion party, popped into my mind, I decided I'd try to be the person in the corner who wouldn't say anything. But... I was thirsty.
I took a quick trek to the kitchen. I didn't like the women there, they gave me the creeps. I wouldn't drink their weird pink punch, so I drunk a blue lemonade with glitter in it.
I had 3rd POV visions came through a little later. It was then I learned to be afraid. It showed a guy named Ken. He had come to this party a week before. Died that same week. So did the guys that came with him. He drank and partied like his friends did. Later that night, for he spent it there, he woke up, slick and sweaty from a fever. He came downstairs to where other people were.
A childish woman felt him and commented, "He's so slick he's like a mudslide~" His knees gave way and he was the center of their attention. He was sitting up. Then the terror began. A different woman began to scratch away at his chest and abdomen. Flesh peeled off, the blood had, possibly due to his body temperature, coagulated and gave his body a rotten sort of look. Others began to tear away until steaming organs were visible. The gore was everywhere, Ken, their hands. They kept crowding him. He was too sick to seem to react. The visions ended there.
I found myself running, they kept saying scary stuff. "Convert!" Their demonic leader shouted. I didn't scream, only ran. At one point, I fell and the leader woman [one of the two in the kitchen] got down to my level. She thrust her face down onto a fire. It burnt away to the bone, her face nothing more than smoked skull and dried blood near where the living flesh was. She laughed at me. I found the energy to get back up and run again.
Soon after, I found a safe place to recollect my fragmenting sanity. I felt icky after all that. And thought, if I couldn't get out here alive, I might as well calm down and go clean. So I took a shower. In the bathroom, I found a short little girl about 5-7 years old. Long blond hair. She was just as scared as me. I mentally decided to protect her so I took with me to bathe. I tried to do stuff to get our minds off of the horror nearby. But, in doing so, our uncontrolled giggles made too much noise. They found us out. They broke through the door. They took her away. Those people looked more like zombies than the scary satanic/occult people. I ended up being taken away with them.
We all left the house. I found myself clothed. I saw the girl in one piece. The 'zombies' were actually Ken and his pals, the black things I mistook for rotting flesh was actually pieces of Gothic font that peeled and floated off. I felt relief. The other people soon flooded out the front door. My fear was staunched by Ken, who had somehow, with his words, gotten them to calm down and let us go. Some had numbers on their head like "676" or "668." I purposely stopped focusing on it so they;d disappear and I wouldn't find a 666 on one of them [which would only freak me out after all that adrenaline left in my system].
The girl pushed a switch and we left in an Escape on a raft to the city. They were all cheery, and aside from the building that said , "Be Silenced" in blue on another brick white building a good distance away, I was completely calm with Ken and the rest of my saviors there. The last thing I remember was Ken saying, "Here, I'll enter Taro-Champion into the next horse race for you to make up for it," to one of his friends. In a sense, I'm happy I woke up before another bad dream started up with my mind slightly in the mindset to expect one.
05.14.07-
Three here that are all relatively fine.
One about me fighting some strange jelly like monster with lots of wriggly tentacles and stuff. I fight, run, look for things to kill it with. Yeah, honestly, there was little chatting with others, my though pattern went the same as my previous sentence, and nothing really happened to the monster.
Another had to do with Naruto... I was talking to Naruto asking about what he ate. He said ramen so I asked if he tried Kakashi's "finest curry" that's really yummy. He said no. I said never mind, remembering what I went through to get food... that better have been some good curry for what I endured...
School again... My English teacher found my history book for me! I tried to thank him but he said it was in the Spanish room, so I ran off to get it... Then I met up with some friends and we talked about relationships and kissing. i ended up kissing someone... not sure who (O.O'') but I think I'll live, their lips were a bit on the dry side though...
Thursday, May 10, 2007
05.10.07
One wild dream last night... so close to becoming lucid! Too bad I didn't think too deeply about everything then....
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Saturday, May 5, 2007
05.05.07
Happy Cinco de Mayo [to those who celebrate it]! I had one, well, maybe more dreams [only bits of them]. I was trying to do a MILD, as advised by Squall, but I forgot about it after I awoke from my first dream cycle [heheheh, sorry] and turned off my alarm and went back to sleep...
Dream[s?]-
The first tid bit had to do with me browsing Dreamviews and surfing the web in my room. I only remembered it thanks to talking to a friend about dreams today and it's fading out fast... I got it! I was surfing the web because I finally decided to search and memorize algorithms for the Rubik's cubes a friend of mine is obsessed with [he went crazy when our English teacher stole it from him and held it for two weeks just to see how the addict would fair].
Another part, I was messing with 'a' Rubik's cube. Well, it was more of three cubes stuck together in a line and you needed to get all the sides the same [I'm guessing the non-showing sides too]. I was getting frustrated since I could only remember the algorithm half-way through. Pwirrip came by and took it from me and with several quick turns, he managed to solve it. I was shocked and he shrugged it off. I convinced myself it was done quickly since I was only half done.
Later on, I was in a school with a bunch of catty, plain out bitchy cheer leading bullies that made me their next target. In the showering rooms, they framed me for acid-washing the floor tiles away to reveal the moldy grime below. I was peeved that others would believe them over me. Then, my Bath&Body Works body wash disappeared, it was a lavender/musk type. It was wearing on my patience... I went looking everywhere in the shower room with only a towel on in search of my soap. I think the fact that I didn't take the three others I found [same brand], mango, tropical, and vanilla/sugar, shows either that my preferences are making things harder on myself or I'm being too picky...
In the shower room, once I gave up on the search to finish showering, a dream friend came in. She needed my help. I, though the whole place was filled with showers, pulled out a blue tube top for her from a closet rack to my left.
The dream changed soon after. I was in the city and some sort of strange thing occurred. It's really hard for me to put it in the right words... After that, the world became like a big, lovey-dovey RPG video game. It wasn't long after that I woke up, but these series of dreams, I'll admit it, they aren't all one big dream, are interesting. I think tonight I'll try either a WBTB or MILD [again].
Dream[s?]-
The first tid bit had to do with me browsing Dreamviews and surfing the web in my room. I only remembered it thanks to talking to a friend about dreams today and it's fading out fast... I got it! I was surfing the web because I finally decided to search and memorize algorithms for the Rubik's cubes a friend of mine is obsessed with [he went crazy when our English teacher stole it from him and held it for two weeks just to see how the addict would fair].
Another part, I was messing with 'a' Rubik's cube. Well, it was more of three cubes stuck together in a line and you needed to get all the sides the same [I'm guessing the non-showing sides too]. I was getting frustrated since I could only remember the algorithm half-way through. Pwirrip came by and took it from me and with several quick turns, he managed to solve it. I was shocked and he shrugged it off. I convinced myself it was done quickly since I was only half done.
Later on, I was in a school with a bunch of catty, plain out bitchy cheer leading bullies that made me their next target. In the showering rooms, they framed me for acid-washing the floor tiles away to reveal the moldy grime below. I was peeved that others would believe them over me. Then, my Bath&Body Works body wash disappeared, it was a lavender/musk type. It was wearing on my patience... I went looking everywhere in the shower room with only a towel on in search of my soap. I think the fact that I didn't take the three others I found [same brand], mango, tropical, and vanilla/sugar, shows either that my preferences are making things harder on myself or I'm being too picky...
In the shower room, once I gave up on the search to finish showering, a dream friend came in. She needed my help. I, though the whole place was filled with showers, pulled out a blue tube top for her from a closet rack to my left.
The dream changed soon after. I was in the city and some sort of strange thing occurred. It's really hard for me to put it in the right words... After that, the world became like a big, lovey-dovey RPG video game. It wasn't long after that I woke up, but these series of dreams, I'll admit it, they aren't all one big dream, are interesting. I think tonight I'll try either a WBTB or MILD [again].
Friday, May 4, 2007
05.04.07
One more odd dream to add to my list of random dreams. It's starting to get frustrating, these super realistic dreams [not a bad thing] that have some freaky things happen that I just pass off as normal. Stupid brain-dead dream-self.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
05.03.07
Two dreams... I liked the first one better, much more adventurous but, they were both vivid in detail so it's fine. [PS- I'm taking a break from the V8, I'm the kind of dreamer who believes that the moon affects dream cycles so since I've always had better dreams during this time of the moon and now I'm not I'm going to see if it's better without the V8.]
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
Monday, April 30, 2007
04.28.07
These two dreams were... unusual. I don't know if it was from the V8 or the odd conversations and things that were done that day but it caused very odd dreams. None of which, I would really care for [though maybe the second one would be nice]. I'm sorry if any of my dreams offend anyone for just because I dream it doesn't mean I see the world that way.
Dream One-
We, Ken, Maro, and I, were invited to Dan's place. It was a moderately luxurious and quaintly cute place. Too bad they wouldn't let us leave. Why? We weren't Mormon's. The people who invited there had virtually kidnapped us to do a strange form the of Inquisitions. Convert or stay.
We ran and hid. Eventually, I stumbled upon Dan at a living room. relief swept over me, I was scared to death of the whole thing, I'd rather die than convert [plain out religious stubbornness/devoutness]. Dan gave us a "I told you so" sort of speech on why we shouldn't come here. He made a promise to help us out of this whole ordeal.
An older, browner person who a had vague family resemblance to Dan, came into the room. He introduced himself as Dan's brother and ensured us he was related to Dan and wouldn't harm us.
The dream blanks out on me, I assume that we were taking Dan's advice on how to get out... As we ran, an acquaintance form school came into the dream. He wanted us to convert [I find this completely laughable considering the fact that he's a devout atheist]. In the end, we barely made it out alive.
Dream Two-
The beginnings are a bit fuzzy, I know I ran around a mall for a bit and prevented Ken from an early grave, but these things don't seem relevant to the long... strange dream...
I find myself at a white square [not the square, a square]. A guy and a girl are with me. All of us share one thing in common. We were, unwillingly, becoming some nontraditional form of vampires, each after a unique experience. [For a bit it's in 3rd POV so I assume I was 17-19] The guy, got it via kissing. The girl, I have no freaking idea. Me, I think I may have met some guy [probably a vampire] and I don't have the slightest clue on how he could have passed on his "vampirey-ness" onto me. [No biting or junk like that].
Out of all of them, I had the most powers. The white square we were in, I copied it and threw it into a parallel universe, aka, my world. I could enter it at anytime and I managed to take the other two with me. In there I had a blue/black hummer, a motorcycle, a [skull/fire] cat, and some other stuff. All of which were morphed into some sort of Gothic theme.
I tried to live life like nothing had changed. But, things weren't the same. My parent's rich neighbors liked me. My Jewish Grandmother was fond of me. [I suspect she didn't like me because I was a shiska] She was nice to me as we ate lunch at some overly decored lobster/seafood restaurant.
At one part I was at a building [where the words Buenos Aires popped in my head], where six elevator floors= 100 normal floors. I did something and pink floors were added. I came back later to find them replacing my pink floors with more bland floors [something about a news comment of "elementary school's should show off].
As I go off to kill Poseidon, near the end of the dream [it was the guy who I guess was my master's will]. I learn that every piece of land I take into my own world gave the two from the beginning of the dream "the incentive to kill." No guilt or regret was felt in learning that. My powers had grown and I enjoyed it. I killed Poseidon and it ended before I even got to go back onto land.
Dream One-
We, Ken, Maro, and I, were invited to Dan's place. It was a moderately luxurious and quaintly cute place. Too bad they wouldn't let us leave. Why? We weren't Mormon's. The people who invited there had virtually kidnapped us to do a strange form the of Inquisitions. Convert or stay.
We ran and hid. Eventually, I stumbled upon Dan at a living room. relief swept over me, I was scared to death of the whole thing, I'd rather die than convert [plain out religious stubbornness/devoutness]. Dan gave us a "I told you so" sort of speech on why we shouldn't come here. He made a promise to help us out of this whole ordeal.
An older, browner person who a had vague family resemblance to Dan, came into the room. He introduced himself as Dan's brother and ensured us he was related to Dan and wouldn't harm us.
The dream blanks out on me, I assume that we were taking Dan's advice on how to get out... As we ran, an acquaintance form school came into the dream. He wanted us to convert [I find this completely laughable considering the fact that he's a devout atheist]. In the end, we barely made it out alive.
Dream Two-
The beginnings are a bit fuzzy, I know I ran around a mall for a bit and prevented Ken from an early grave, but these things don't seem relevant to the long... strange dream...
I find myself at a white square [not the square, a square]. A guy and a girl are with me. All of us share one thing in common. We were, unwillingly, becoming some nontraditional form of vampires, each after a unique experience. [For a bit it's in 3rd POV so I assume I was 17-19] The guy, got it via kissing. The girl, I have no freaking idea. Me, I think I may have met some guy [probably a vampire] and I don't have the slightest clue on how he could have passed on his "vampirey-ness" onto me. [No biting or junk like that].
Out of all of them, I had the most powers. The white square we were in, I copied it and threw it into a parallel universe, aka, my world. I could enter it at anytime and I managed to take the other two with me. In there I had a blue/black hummer, a motorcycle, a [skull/fire] cat, and some other stuff. All of which were morphed into some sort of Gothic theme.
I tried to live life like nothing had changed. But, things weren't the same. My parent's rich neighbors liked me. My Jewish Grandmother was fond of me. [I suspect she didn't like me because I was a shiska] She was nice to me as we ate lunch at some overly decored lobster/seafood restaurant.
At one part I was at a building [where the words Buenos Aires popped in my head], where six elevator floors= 100 normal floors. I did something and pink floors were added. I came back later to find them replacing my pink floors with more bland floors [something about a news comment of "elementary school's should show off].
As I go off to kill Poseidon, near the end of the dream [it was the guy who I guess was my master's will]. I learn that every piece of land I take into my own world gave the two from the beginning of the dream "the incentive to kill." No guilt or regret was felt in learning that. My powers had grown and I enjoyed it. I killed Poseidon and it ended before I even got to go back onto land.
Friday, April 27, 2007
04.27.07
Two dreams last night. The first one, well, I could have lived without it. The second one... I could have lived without it too, I don't watch Avatar and my friends who do watch it haven't talked about ti around me since like what, January?!? Maybe my mind's trying to tell me something... I just need to figure out what...
Dream One-
I was stuck at my step grandmother's *grumbles* I love her and all, but her views, my ways, and our personalities clash... though she's oblivious to it, maybe I cover up my feelings well enough for her? Oh well, so back to the dream, I'm there and so is she, her weird club friends, my eldest niece, and two nephews are there as well.
It was a long, monotonous dream. I know I flicked off her friends when they were acting all catty over something minor. Then I was told to 'hang out with the kids.' Ooh, that really pushed it. But, I held firm and hung out with my dearly depressed niece. Poor gal, she's basically raising her own troublesome bros thanks to her mom [who wasn't present]. I didn't avoid her, but she didn't want to chat with me at the moment so I let her be and took up a turn of caring for her brothers so she could have some freedom. But taking care of them didn't distract me of those snooty elderly women. In fact I was fuming by then end of the dream. I'm not sure of what else went on in that dream, but it was so unlike me to let all those things get to me. I'm usually much more blase and mellow over what others say about me or other people.
Dream Two-
I know it had something to do with me flipping through a magazine in at the beginning of the dream. [Which just shows how slowly events sink into my dreams... bleh, FYI, I got a monthly magazine starting on March and it just now is affecting my dreams] A lot of random things happen after that. Something about elements and getting the energy in the Earth to stop making holes that shoot out oil. Somehow, that's a bad thing... [maybe because it can pollute
the land]. The rest is all a blur, but I know that I fall into a deep hole, seeing lots of pictures of the world as I do so. When I hit the ground, I start to gather chakra at the palm of my hand in an attempt to get the core of fire energy out of the ground. [I don't know how else to better explain it, but for those who've even dabbled in Reiki would understand what it feels like to get chakra concentrated into one spot]
There's a lot more I could add in about this dream, like the girl in an earth green workers kimono but the order of events are too jumbled up in my mind. Like running to and fro the other two holes in the ground. Or lounging in a water canal pipe [that's what it was, though I'm not sure how]. I might have been lucid at one point where I realized that this dream was so far fetched but I continued on with trying to save the world anyways *shrugs*.
PS- I used V8 last night and the dreams were much more vivid than they have been this week, life like clarity, yay!
Dream One-
I was stuck at my step grandmother's *grumbles* I love her and all, but her views, my ways, and our personalities clash... though she's oblivious to it, maybe I cover up my feelings well enough for her? Oh well, so back to the dream, I'm there and so is she, her weird club friends, my eldest niece, and two nephews are there as well.
It was a long, monotonous dream. I know I flicked off her friends when they were acting all catty over something minor. Then I was told to 'hang out with the kids.' Ooh, that really pushed it. But, I held firm and hung out with my dearly depressed niece. Poor gal, she's basically raising her own troublesome bros thanks to her mom [who wasn't present]. I didn't avoid her, but she didn't want to chat with me at the moment so I let her be and took up a turn of caring for her brothers so she could have some freedom. But taking care of them didn't distract me of those snooty elderly women. In fact I was fuming by then end of the dream. I'm not sure of what else went on in that dream, but it was so unlike me to let all those things get to me. I'm usually much more blase and mellow over what others say about me or other people.
Dream Two-
I know it had something to do with me flipping through a magazine in at the beginning of the dream. [Which just shows how slowly events sink into my dreams... bleh, FYI, I got a monthly magazine starting on March and it just now is affecting my dreams] A lot of random things happen after that. Something about elements and getting the energy in the Earth to stop making holes that shoot out oil. Somehow, that's a bad thing... [maybe because it can pollute
the land]. The rest is all a blur, but I know that I fall into a deep hole, seeing lots of pictures of the world as I do so. When I hit the ground, I start to gather chakra at the palm of my hand in an attempt to get the core of fire energy out of the ground. [I don't know how else to better explain it, but for those who've even dabbled in Reiki would understand what it feels like to get chakra concentrated into one spot]
There's a lot more I could add in about this dream, like the girl in an earth green workers kimono but the order of events are too jumbled up in my mind. Like running to and fro the other two holes in the ground. Or lounging in a water canal pipe [that's what it was, though I'm not sure how]. I might have been lucid at one point where I realized that this dream was so far fetched but I continued on with trying to save the world anyways *shrugs*.
PS- I used V8 last night and the dreams were much more vivid than they have been this week, life like clarity, yay!
Thursday, April 26, 2007
04.26.07
I had two dreams last night... but I kind of, just might have... lost them right before I woke up! So saddening... I know I didn't get any of my dream goals done, I wasn't lucid, and it wasn't affected by the V8 experiment because I drunk it way too early yesterday.
So. For tonight, I'm having one glass of V8 and a banana about an hour before bed. Must. Dream. Must remember. It hurts to know I've forgotten a dream, it's one thing to forget and think you didn't have a dream. It's another thing to know you had a dream and forget.
So. For tonight, I'm having one glass of V8 and a banana about an hour before bed. Must. Dream. Must remember. It hurts to know I've forgotten a dream, it's one thing to forget and think you didn't have a dream. It's another thing to know you had a dream and forget.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
04.25.07
Ah!!!! Today's been a brain-dead day for me. I put 04.24.07 on all of my school papers today. I couldn't stay awake in Bio. And I couldn't remember anything about geometric means in Geometry. My cold [though almost gone] has robbed me of my brains!!! Aside from that, it's all been good.
Yesterday I took a two hour nap and when I woke up, I mistook it for being the next day [since I did do a RC and it didn't work], my dad was there and he tried to trick me into believing that it was Wednesday after he tried to tell me a few times that it was Tuesday. I almost threw a pillow at him... then he forced me to take meds. And with me, I hate modern medicine only when I have to use it because it kills off my dream recall... So I only had one non-lucid dream last night, I think I might have met Zeki too, but Zeki's not a teacher so... [FYI, Zeki's a character from a story I'm currently writing upon request of a close friend]
Dream-
I open the door to find two very strange people. One had short black hair in a bowl cut fashion, another had long creamy brown hair tied back. They said that they were my guardians or something to that effect, and I believed them. Funny thing was, when they followed me back to my room, I was watching a cartoon drama series with those two in it. I demanded an explanation, they gave it to me [but I forgot it...]
So, it appeared that no one else but me could see these two... spirits? They weren't human, but I don't think that they were dead. So, there's a book on them as well that I happen to toss into my school bag and go to school.
At school, one of my teacher's dumps me on that school's pervy [but hot] English teacher. He had blond hair tied back with a black tie [what's it with guys in my dreams having long hair, this isn't ancient China or old Japan or anything], a white lab coat, either blue or silver [if it was silver then that has to be Zeki] eyes. He was grading my paper, which oddly enough was on those two spirits/guys. He didn't question my writing, but there were a lot of red comments on my [barely] two pages of typed work.
"I'll finish this up and take you home," he sighed. Knowing that he was a pervert, I somehow snuck my way out of there and walked home. On the way home, I opened up the book on them, and started editing the stuff.
Those edits went into effect. When I wanted them to stay at a stump with a mini house and mini crop farm, the one with brown hair happily shrunk down to accommodate the size of his home, ran into the home, came back with a hoe, and began to work on the farm-land until he had grown mini-corn which he jovially chowed down on. I laughed and decided that I'd keep them for a bit longer [though it's not like they're pets...]
When I returned home, I sprinted off to my computer to load all the most recent episodes of that series so I could see if anything like that would happen to me. My computer wouldn't let it load, I got frustrated... And then I woke up, remembering that I'd be late for school if I slept in any longer. Blah, well, it's no doubt, school is certainly a reoccurring dream sign [probably because it's only going to last for another three-four weeks].
Yesterday I took a two hour nap and when I woke up, I mistook it for being the next day [since I did do a RC and it didn't work], my dad was there and he tried to trick me into believing that it was Wednesday after he tried to tell me a few times that it was Tuesday. I almost threw a pillow at him... then he forced me to take meds. And with me, I hate modern medicine only when I have to use it because it kills off my dream recall... So I only had one non-lucid dream last night, I think I might have met Zeki too, but Zeki's not a teacher so... [FYI, Zeki's a character from a story I'm currently writing upon request of a close friend]
Dream-
I open the door to find two very strange people. One had short black hair in a bowl cut fashion, another had long creamy brown hair tied back. They said that they were my guardians or something to that effect, and I believed them. Funny thing was, when they followed me back to my room, I was watching a cartoon drama series with those two in it. I demanded an explanation, they gave it to me [but I forgot it...]
So, it appeared that no one else but me could see these two... spirits? They weren't human, but I don't think that they were dead. So, there's a book on them as well that I happen to toss into my school bag and go to school.
At school, one of my teacher's dumps me on that school's pervy [but hot] English teacher. He had blond hair tied back with a black tie [what's it with guys in my dreams having long hair, this isn't ancient China or old Japan or anything], a white lab coat, either blue or silver [if it was silver then that has to be Zeki] eyes. He was grading my paper, which oddly enough was on those two spirits/guys. He didn't question my writing, but there were a lot of red comments on my [barely] two pages of typed work.
"I'll finish this up and take you home," he sighed. Knowing that he was a pervert, I somehow snuck my way out of there and walked home. On the way home, I opened up the book on them, and started editing the stuff.
Those edits went into effect. When I wanted them to stay at a stump with a mini house and mini crop farm, the one with brown hair happily shrunk down to accommodate the size of his home, ran into the home, came back with a hoe, and began to work on the farm-land until he had grown mini-corn which he jovially chowed down on. I laughed and decided that I'd keep them for a bit longer [though it's not like they're pets...]
When I returned home, I sprinted off to my computer to load all the most recent episodes of that series so I could see if anything like that would happen to me. My computer wouldn't let it load, I got frustrated... And then I woke up, remembering that I'd be late for school if I slept in any longer. Blah, well, it's no doubt, school is certainly a reoccurring dream sign [probably because it's only going to last for another three-four weeks].
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
04.24.07
...And I say this unto thee "dreaming and ill are two words that should never be used together" they cause for bad results. I remember two of my dreams but I know I had more. I had no dreams from my nap because I think I was only half-asleep [for 2+ hours].
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Saturday, April 21, 2007
04.21.07
Ah, I guess last night's dream[s] was a make up for yesterday's bad day. I had one, well technically two dreams, second half lucid but with limited control [at first intentionally]. Dream time was a new record, 2 and 1/2 days. I almost got to a city in FFXII [almost accomplished that 'dream' dream].
Dream-
I find myself leaving a home at mid-afternoon. I walk all about the place, part of me wondering if I might actually find work, but most of me was just absorbing the scenery. So many details, brick roads, stone buildings with wonderful windows [style depended on if it was a home or store], a strange bus stop near the home [with no time schedule but numbers and an A or B], so many things that I just etched into memory. Well... part of it was already provided by my very limited dream memories [typically my memories for a dream aren't more than I'm staying at a possible friend's place and I'm without a job].
When I come back to the home, the sun's setting and bus 88 was leaving. I walked inside to find a DC [friend? or more?] who looked a lot like Ahmon in Devil Beside You [a Taiwanese drama]. A girl was there too, she was a supposed friend but she turned out to be a real bitch. She slept on the couch that night and both he and I shared the bed [hence why I question our friendship].
*I wake up for a minute or two and re-enter the dream lucid*
We're at a Miyavi concert [major clue that I'm dreaming]. The Ahmon look-alike gets all jealous as the 'friend' and I happily enjoy the music.
On the way back, I find myself without my wallet and don't think of summoning it, but rather take a 5 cent piece on the counter and use it to help pay for my 55 [no idea what the currency was] gift for the Ahmon look-alike. Upon closer inspection of the two quarters I thought I summoned into my pockets [funny how I'll do change by not a whole wallet] to find them without Washington's head but with an angel wing instead that reminded me of something in FFXII.
I try to give it to him but he won't take it. Back at the home, the girl adds oil to his fire saying that I've never been that enthused at his concerts [by then he was Ahmon from Devil Beside You with the only a few changes like him being in the band The Wall]. So when I get there he's all pissed at me and I'm all frustrated. I at least try to grab my wallet on his dresser but the girl doesn't let me, she holds me back. I realize that she's doing all this because she wants Ahmon so I just leave, to prevent myself from saying anything that'd ruin our [Ahmon and mine's] relationship.
I cross the roads near the stores and find Ju there, all dressed in white. He's being all nice to me and convinces me to hear him out and follow him. He told me some sagely things that are rather personal. We go to the lake portion of the park [where cement steps go into the water]. I go down one step further to feel the water [so I'm not only smelling it and checking its temperature]. I jump back up in shock, it wets the bottom portion of my pants and Ju only smiles.
I lose him as we walk back up to the corner of the park near the road... and find myself hoisted up by a lithe Jamaican teen playing a strange touch tag volleyball game and they were using me as a tag marker. I got away from them and ran down the sidewalk to find two birds. One a bird you'd find in my school's outdoor vent system in its nest squawking at a stork with a messed up beak only a branch higher in its pine leaf nest. The small bird starts to pull away at the stork's nest and both nests fall to ruin, the eggs falling to their grave.
"Ah, that stork's one egg should have splattered more on that car's corner [forest green hummer]" my carpool commented. Ju agreed.
And I walked off, feeling that I had learned something but not sure exactly what.
I almost made it off to Ahmon's place. Until I saw the buses. Bus 96B, 88A, 1122777122... that last one made me turn back and walk off once I saw my carpool and Persian Teddy Bear get in it. It was the army recruit bus. I tried to warn them but they jumped in, killing my desires to jump on a bus and go to Rabanastre and avoid Ahmon. Their leaving, though they are not close to me in real life, made me depressed so I walked off to the mall to feel better. On the way I saw the place Ahmon worked at, serving tea, and it only reminded me further that in this world, I'm jobless and magic wise, extremely limited. [After all, I was slowly transforming that world into FFXII, though it was a painstaking kind of slow since I wasn't really too focused on that goal at that time].
At the mall I went to a store in the narrow walkway half of the mall to find it to be one of those places that trick and record people.
"Hey, I love your guys' shows, I watch them now and then," I said to the host who was working on the entrance.
"What part do you work for?" he asked.
"What?"
"Only the production people typically watch this part." I felt somewhat lost but said I'd help them find someone to trick.
I did, and she fell for it miserably.
"Man she was hard to find..."[-host]
"What do you mean? You only go past the beer aisle, the water aisle, the wine aisle that's also the beer aisle... Oh I see what you mean" I responded as I tried to memorize that fake supermarket. I did get some frozen edamame for my efforts though.
So, with a bag of freezing soy, I skipped merrily back to Ahmon's, certain that with this bag of food I'd be able to make him forgive me. At the home, the 'friend' had disappeared and I had no intention of thinking about her whereabouts in case I accidentally summoned her to Ahmon's font door. He apologized to me and we celebrated with my food that he laughed at when I told him was his gift. [I love soy so it's more for me than him ^^']. I told him of my desires to see Rabanastre ASAP so he told me he'd quit his job and we'd go together. We slept in the same bed that night too.
It was noon when I woke up. Ahmon said he's put in his two weeks notice and since today's his day off, he'd take me to the tennis courts. We jumped into his jeep and drove out of the city to the beginning of a forest from FFX. He wanted to check the side roads so we first went down the left one, which took us into the marsh/bogs. A scion [I think that's what they're called] popped up and fought him so I kept using my only two mastered spells, Shell and protect. He beat it, Verdun was it's name but I'm not certain since it's also the name of the Treaty of Verdun and a possible location called Verdun, Europe too.
He drove us up the vertical tree branch that led us into the bog and went down the right one. We were attacked by a Kirin, Fenrif(sp?), and water dragon scion. I did the same thing I did last time and since they only attacked one at a time though all three saw us at once [and we, them]. He kicked their butt. Drove us back up onto the main road. Almost into the forest where the tennis court was. But then I woke up.
I'm happy about this dream, I may not have gone to a FF city but I did get to go to a Miyavi concert, stay almost three days in a dream [means I'm improving on time dilation], and saw very interesting things. Now if only I could meet my Dream guide or see Zeki...
Dream-
I find myself leaving a home at mid-afternoon. I walk all about the place, part of me wondering if I might actually find work, but most of me was just absorbing the scenery. So many details, brick roads, stone buildings with wonderful windows [style depended on if it was a home or store], a strange bus stop near the home [with no time schedule but numbers and an A or B], so many things that I just etched into memory. Well... part of it was already provided by my very limited dream memories [typically my memories for a dream aren't more than I'm staying at a possible friend's place and I'm without a job].
When I come back to the home, the sun's setting and bus 88 was leaving. I walked inside to find a DC [friend? or more?] who looked a lot like Ahmon in Devil Beside You [a Taiwanese drama]. A girl was there too, she was a supposed friend but she turned out to be a real bitch. She slept on the couch that night and both he and I shared the bed [hence why I question our friendship].
*I wake up for a minute or two and re-enter the dream lucid*
We're at a Miyavi concert [major clue that I'm dreaming]. The Ahmon look-alike gets all jealous as the 'friend' and I happily enjoy the music.
On the way back, I find myself without my wallet and don't think of summoning it, but rather take a 5 cent piece on the counter and use it to help pay for my 55 [no idea what the currency was] gift for the Ahmon look-alike. Upon closer inspection of the two quarters I thought I summoned into my pockets [funny how I'll do change by not a whole wallet] to find them without Washington's head but with an angel wing instead that reminded me of something in FFXII.
I try to give it to him but he won't take it. Back at the home, the girl adds oil to his fire saying that I've never been that enthused at his concerts [by then he was Ahmon from Devil Beside You with the only a few changes like him being in the band The Wall]. So when I get there he's all pissed at me and I'm all frustrated. I at least try to grab my wallet on his dresser but the girl doesn't let me, she holds me back. I realize that she's doing all this because she wants Ahmon so I just leave, to prevent myself from saying anything that'd ruin our [Ahmon and mine's] relationship.
I cross the roads near the stores and find Ju there, all dressed in white. He's being all nice to me and convinces me to hear him out and follow him. He told me some sagely things that are rather personal. We go to the lake portion of the park [where cement steps go into the water]. I go down one step further to feel the water [so I'm not only smelling it and checking its temperature]. I jump back up in shock, it wets the bottom portion of my pants and Ju only smiles.
I lose him as we walk back up to the corner of the park near the road... and find myself hoisted up by a lithe Jamaican teen playing a strange touch tag volleyball game and they were using me as a tag marker. I got away from them and ran down the sidewalk to find two birds. One a bird you'd find in my school's outdoor vent system in its nest squawking at a stork with a messed up beak only a branch higher in its pine leaf nest. The small bird starts to pull away at the stork's nest and both nests fall to ruin, the eggs falling to their grave.
"Ah, that stork's one egg should have splattered more on that car's corner [forest green hummer]" my carpool commented. Ju agreed.
And I walked off, feeling that I had learned something but not sure exactly what.
I almost made it off to Ahmon's place. Until I saw the buses. Bus 96B, 88A, 1122777122... that last one made me turn back and walk off once I saw my carpool and Persian Teddy Bear get in it. It was the army recruit bus. I tried to warn them but they jumped in, killing my desires to jump on a bus and go to Rabanastre and avoid Ahmon. Their leaving, though they are not close to me in real life, made me depressed so I walked off to the mall to feel better. On the way I saw the place Ahmon worked at, serving tea, and it only reminded me further that in this world, I'm jobless and magic wise, extremely limited. [After all, I was slowly transforming that world into FFXII, though it was a painstaking kind of slow since I wasn't really too focused on that goal at that time].
At the mall I went to a store in the narrow walkway half of the mall to find it to be one of those places that trick and record people.
"Hey, I love your guys' shows, I watch them now and then," I said to the host who was working on the entrance.
"What part do you work for?" he asked.
"What?"
"Only the production people typically watch this part." I felt somewhat lost but said I'd help them find someone to trick.
I did, and she fell for it miserably.
"Man she was hard to find..."[-host]
"What do you mean? You only go past the beer aisle, the water aisle, the wine aisle that's also the beer aisle... Oh I see what you mean" I responded as I tried to memorize that fake supermarket. I did get some frozen edamame for my efforts though.
So, with a bag of freezing soy, I skipped merrily back to Ahmon's, certain that with this bag of food I'd be able to make him forgive me. At the home, the 'friend' had disappeared and I had no intention of thinking about her whereabouts in case I accidentally summoned her to Ahmon's font door. He apologized to me and we celebrated with my food that he laughed at when I told him was his gift. [I love soy so it's more for me than him ^^']. I told him of my desires to see Rabanastre ASAP so he told me he'd quit his job and we'd go together. We slept in the same bed that night too.
It was noon when I woke up. Ahmon said he's put in his two weeks notice and since today's his day off, he'd take me to the tennis courts. We jumped into his jeep and drove out of the city to the beginning of a forest from FFX. He wanted to check the side roads so we first went down the left one, which took us into the marsh/bogs. A scion [I think that's what they're called] popped up and fought him so I kept using my only two mastered spells, Shell and protect. He beat it, Verdun was it's name but I'm not certain since it's also the name of the Treaty of Verdun and a possible location called Verdun, Europe too.
He drove us up the vertical tree branch that led us into the bog and went down the right one. We were attacked by a Kirin, Fenrif(sp?), and water dragon scion. I did the same thing I did last time and since they only attacked one at a time though all three saw us at once [and we, them]. He kicked their butt. Drove us back up onto the main road. Almost into the forest where the tennis court was. But then I woke up.
I'm happy about this dream, I may not have gone to a FF city but I did get to go to a Miyavi concert, stay almost three days in a dream [means I'm improving on time dilation], and saw very interesting things. Now if only I could meet my Dream guide or see Zeki...
Friday, April 20, 2007
04.20.07
"It's just one of those days where you don't wanna wake up, " [Limp Bisket, He Said She Said] that's how I can sum up this day and those dreams. Even if I had never known what today would bring me, I'd have rather slept on and figured out who he was... Ah well, can't do nothing 'bout life but live in it.
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Thursday, April 19, 2007
04.19.07
I am going to be sick... stress plus greased up MCDonald's food's going to make tonight either hard to sleep or knock me out... But it was either that or pass out, I needed food more than I needed iron so it's fair. Four dreams that I thought at first were all one big dream but I realized when I analyzed it that if they were I would have remembered why I was doing whatever I was.
Dream One-
I was in a Church called La Igelsia de Santa Maria [I think that's a cemetery in San Juan and I hope I spelled church right]. It was a huge, elaborate Church that had a map that I couldn't seem to memorize. I find myself wandering there just wondering where should I go. I try to think of how to get where I want to go when I finally decide, but I couldn't seem to place it. I summoned a map while thinking about it but I didn't use it thinking, "I'll just memorize the church when I pass by a map" so that map's just left there, floating in the air [it was white and blue and only showed the first floor].
I find Maro-chan while wandering saying, "we'll film in the west hall in the North tower" to Fe, reminding me about our Odyssey skits.
"Hey Maro-chan, can you give me a tour of the Church, I seem to be lost...."
"Sure, just follow me," I lose her when we get near a staircase and the dream ends with me looking at a stained glass window.
Dream Two-
A building I recently and just barely left collapsed right behind me and I meet up with some fishy looking people. After loads of fighting, we manage to keep the broken building, make it's kitchen work, and make loads of pastries. Even though I helped out and did most of the work, Philly wouldn't let me help, he told me, "You can't help Michelle, you'll just get in the way."
The dream ends with me feeling dejected.
Dream Three-
I was at school in the Theater/Drama halls and a classmate came up to me and confessed his feelings for me. I, who had no special feelings for him nor wanted to hurt his feelings, didn't say no, so he kept pestering me. Near the end of the dream I tried to tell him that I couldn't return his feelings but my dream ended right when I had my chance.
Dream Four-
I'm out in the snow [big hint that I'm dreaming] trying to ask two redheaded twins about the age of 8 if they had seen the owner of the home we were in front of. They laughed and played and didn't bother with answering my question. So I pass out. They're gone when I do pass out and I don't see them until enough snow had piled up around me to make it look like I
fell from Shigure's roof [it was a Japanese style house and it was Shigure from Fruits Basket though I find it odd since I haven't read that series in two or three years]. I think while I was passed out, the boys went into Shigure's home and kept pestering him with questions about letting girls into homes.
A guy I must have known, who happened to be a Blondy haired, blue eyed hunk without a shirt on [he was sweaty and had on jeans], was looking for me and found me when he noticed a mahogany boot sticking out of the snow.
He carried me into Shigure's home and I regained my consciousness. I was so happy to see Shigure and we all talked [I don't think the Blondie was too happy since I seemed to be unaware of the perverted author's perverted nature]. I noticed his giant red dog bed that I sort of understood was for him.
He caught me staring at it and said, maybe to divert my attention, "You smell nice Misha [one of my many pseudonyms]!"
"It's your dog bed," barked the blond DC as if jealous [I was completely unaware of most of these things until the dream began to fade as my alarm clock went off]. I was just so happy to be able to say hi to Shigure 'today' and 'bump' into the blond Dc friend that I really wasn't aware of their emotions so much as Shigure's green causal kimono, the computer, the table, and all the scenery that I've never seen first hand in real life so I must have been semi-aware that i was dreaming, but still not lucid.
[Note- all of these dreams felt and were rather long so these are the shorter versions, the one that wasn't shortened was Dream 4]
Dream One-
I was in a Church called La Igelsia de Santa Maria [I think that's a cemetery in San Juan and I hope I spelled church right]. It was a huge, elaborate Church that had a map that I couldn't seem to memorize. I find myself wandering there just wondering where should I go. I try to think of how to get where I want to go when I finally decide, but I couldn't seem to place it. I summoned a map while thinking about it but I didn't use it thinking, "I'll just memorize the church when I pass by a map" so that map's just left there, floating in the air [it was white and blue and only showed the first floor].
I find Maro-chan while wandering saying, "we'll film in the west hall in the North tower" to Fe, reminding me about our Odyssey skits.
"Hey Maro-chan, can you give me a tour of the Church, I seem to be lost...."
"Sure, just follow me," I lose her when we get near a staircase and the dream ends with me looking at a stained glass window.
Dream Two-
A building I recently and just barely left collapsed right behind me and I meet up with some fishy looking people. After loads of fighting, we manage to keep the broken building, make it's kitchen work, and make loads of pastries. Even though I helped out and did most of the work, Philly wouldn't let me help, he told me, "You can't help Michelle, you'll just get in the way."
The dream ends with me feeling dejected.
Dream Three-
I was at school in the Theater/Drama halls and a classmate came up to me and confessed his feelings for me. I, who had no special feelings for him nor wanted to hurt his feelings, didn't say no, so he kept pestering me. Near the end of the dream I tried to tell him that I couldn't return his feelings but my dream ended right when I had my chance.
Dream Four-
I'm out in the snow [big hint that I'm dreaming] trying to ask two redheaded twins about the age of 8 if they had seen the owner of the home we were in front of. They laughed and played and didn't bother with answering my question. So I pass out. They're gone when I do pass out and I don't see them until enough snow had piled up around me to make it look like I
fell from Shigure's roof [it was a Japanese style house and it was Shigure from Fruits Basket though I find it odd since I haven't read that series in two or three years]. I think while I was passed out, the boys went into Shigure's home and kept pestering him with questions about letting girls into homes.
A guy I must have known, who happened to be a Blondy haired, blue eyed hunk without a shirt on [he was sweaty and had on jeans], was looking for me and found me when he noticed a mahogany boot sticking out of the snow.
He carried me into Shigure's home and I regained my consciousness. I was so happy to see Shigure and we all talked [I don't think the Blondie was too happy since I seemed to be unaware of the perverted author's perverted nature]. I noticed his giant red dog bed that I sort of understood was for him.
He caught me staring at it and said, maybe to divert my attention, "You smell nice Misha [one of my many pseudonyms]!"
"It's your dog bed," barked the blond DC as if jealous [I was completely unaware of most of these things until the dream began to fade as my alarm clock went off]. I was just so happy to be able to say hi to Shigure 'today' and 'bump' into the blond Dc friend that I really wasn't aware of their emotions so much as Shigure's green causal kimono, the computer, the table, and all the scenery that I've never seen first hand in real life so I must have been semi-aware that i was dreaming, but still not lucid.
[Note- all of these dreams felt and were rather long so these are the shorter versions, the one that wasn't shortened was Dream 4]
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
04.18.07
Four dreams, one false awakening, two I spent my time talking away with people and not really focusing on the fact that I'd never talk to them in real life. Last dream was lucid con, creo que mas o menos a fair amount of control. [Sorry for the random spurt of Spanish, it tends to be a result of too many Spanish projects]
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Revelation?
Call me slow or just unobservant, but I've truly learned things today.
I've learned that, even when not lucid, I have a strong control over things that occur in my dream, and I don't just mean dream control. The things I dream about are always the last thoughts I have before I start my mantra of "I know I'm dreaming" [works as a psychological catalyst on my stages of sleep, or so it seems].
Dreamscapes. This is something I used to believe, then stopped for some minute, random reason, then find myself believing in again. My dreams have made many worlds that lately have been weaving themselves into bigger dreamscapes. I could describe them, but seeing as they go years back [unlike this dream journal] it wouldn't mean as much to you as it does to me. A Dreamscape full of labyrinths of things hard to escape but easy to lose others in, that I can safely label one world; a place full of schools, malls, and other buildings that hold attachments to me. A Dreamscape that exists solely for cataclysmic and fantastically unique events; the end of the world, vampires, ghosts, even random chats with people who I just see as a reflection of pop culture. There are so many more that I could name, all of them truly Dreamscapes for they connect and flow and are found in a variety of dreams. I even have a replica of the real world as a Dreamscape, altered to show the complex issues that arise [I've been everything from a framed homeless ex-lawyer to a fashion magazine editor to a victim of mafia debts]
Diets too, I just now realize how much they affect a dream. I've always known, but not to an extent to hold it up as an important thing til now. So, in reference to tonight's dreams [to be posted tomorrow] I've had... Two cups of Reishi Green tea, two pieces of buttered toast, one calcium vitamin, one vitamin E pill, one joint supplement, one bean/beef burrito with Texas Pete sauce, roast beef instant ramen, one cup tap water, one pint purified water, one Whopper, one large fries, and a stick of Dark chocolate. [I'm sorry to impede with random lists of food but though it may seem useless to others, I find it very useful]
So... now that I'm done with my now seemingly random and peculiar post, I'm off to study, then maybe I'll take melatonin and some more sleep essence herbs.
~With Luv, Michelle
I've learned that, even when not lucid, I have a strong control over things that occur in my dream, and I don't just mean dream control. The things I dream about are always the last thoughts I have before I start my mantra of "I know I'm dreaming" [works as a psychological catalyst on my stages of sleep, or so it seems].
Dreamscapes. This is something I used to believe, then stopped for some minute, random reason, then find myself believing in again. My dreams have made many worlds that lately have been weaving themselves into bigger dreamscapes. I could describe them, but seeing as they go years back [unlike this dream journal] it wouldn't mean as much to you as it does to me. A Dreamscape full of labyrinths of things hard to escape but easy to lose others in, that I can safely label one world; a place full of schools, malls, and other buildings that hold attachments to me. A Dreamscape that exists solely for cataclysmic and fantastically unique events; the end of the world, vampires, ghosts, even random chats with people who I just see as a reflection of pop culture. There are so many more that I could name, all of them truly Dreamscapes for they connect and flow and are found in a variety of dreams. I even have a replica of the real world as a Dreamscape, altered to show the complex issues that arise [I've been everything from a framed homeless ex-lawyer to a fashion magazine editor to a victim of mafia debts]
Diets too, I just now realize how much they affect a dream. I've always known, but not to an extent to hold it up as an important thing til now. So, in reference to tonight's dreams [to be posted tomorrow] I've had... Two cups of Reishi Green tea, two pieces of buttered toast, one calcium vitamin, one vitamin E pill, one joint supplement, one bean/beef burrito with Texas Pete sauce, roast beef instant ramen, one cup tap water, one pint purified water, one Whopper, one large fries, and a stick of Dark chocolate. [I'm sorry to impede with random lists of food but though it may seem useless to others, I find it very useful]
So... now that I'm done with my now seemingly random and peculiar post, I'm off to study, then maybe I'll take melatonin and some more sleep essence herbs.
~With Luv, Michelle
04.17.07
I'm sorry. I've been lazy lately so the 12 dreams from Friday night to today aren't recorded, not to mention the other dreams I had between the 13th and my last post...
I've been taking sleep aids again, teas, melatonin, herbal essences, etc. My dreams are just as clear, though it's hard to become lucid. In at least one of each nights' dreams I've coem close to it, but then my brain adds in some funny little form of logic that I seem to accept, like with the last dream I had last night [the only one I bothered to actually remember]. consequently, I won't write down my other dreams, some were really short, some were really odd. Either way, I'm not quite out of my lazy spurt yet.
Dream-
It starts off with me in a mansion, on a couch. I find myself listening in on Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo's conversations about their mothers. [I think this relates to me being forced to watch FFVII Advent Children Saturday, don't know anything about them save for the movie and random stuff] I mess around with the quality of the dream [I had control and may have been lucid the first three minutes of the dream because I'm the one who caused them to talk about their mothers]. Kadaj whined about his mom being a writer. Yazoo said his was a musician. Loz had no clue. We ended up going to some rich woman's house and I helped them steal a blue flower that Kadaj wanted [who knows why]. I woke up after we snatched the prize and ran down a staircase home. It was a really chatty dream, but fun all in all.
I've been taking sleep aids again, teas, melatonin, herbal essences, etc. My dreams are just as clear, though it's hard to become lucid. In at least one of each nights' dreams I've coem close to it, but then my brain adds in some funny little form of logic that I seem to accept, like with the last dream I had last night [the only one I bothered to actually remember]. consequently, I won't write down my other dreams, some were really short, some were really odd. Either way, I'm not quite out of my lazy spurt yet.
Dream-
It starts off with me in a mansion, on a couch. I find myself listening in on Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo's conversations about their mothers. [I think this relates to me being forced to watch FFVII Advent Children Saturday, don't know anything about them save for the movie and random stuff] I mess around with the quality of the dream [I had control and may have been lucid the first three minutes of the dream because I'm the one who caused them to talk about their mothers]. Kadaj whined about his mom being a writer. Yazoo said his was a musician. Loz had no clue. We ended up going to some rich woman's house and I helped them steal a blue flower that Kadaj wanted [who knows why]. I woke up after we snatched the prize and ran down a staircase home. It was a really chatty dream, but fun all in all.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
04.10.07
One long dream [well, I consider it one]. Not lucid but I had enough control to re-enter the dream after I woke up and went back to bed.
It was like a strange 20th century Gothic-styled world. I found myself not alone, but with four people, a guy named Faust [think he's named after that one Spanish cartoon I'm curious about], his friend, my friend, and a friend of Faust who his other friend didn't know. There was a lot of running and I was with the first friend, who I have no name of [he was Asian, tall, and had strong facial features that were very handsome on him], I'll just call him... Otoko. So, Otoko and I ran around the place a lot, following Faust.
Before I woke up for the first time, Faust was dead and Otoko passed on his spirit with me and the other girl as his witness, via a kiss on the mouth. I felt the kiss, or imagined I did, remembering that Otoko was a self-proclaimed ghost. My theory is that he was someone who ensured that souls left this world and went onto the next.
When I went back to sleep, I found myself in Publix. I asked an elderly man where something I needed was, knowing that I had $10 on me. He said he'd show me. He stopped at the cart return and told a co-worker, "Today we have the West side, aisles 1, 3, and 5." He took so long that i walked off without him, remembering where the items were and wondering why the lighting was so bad. He yelled at me and followed me there before going back to work.
I found what I was looking for, looked at two or three books by the same person, one said something like, "tea times 10, talk about normal things at 9" and a few about why gay people should be happy about who they were. I walked off with a random [not either of the two] book in my hands along with a bag of Smarties, candy, muffin tins, and something else.
At the register I realize that I only have $6 on me so I return everything but the last two items listed thinking, "Why does this always happen to me? I know I had $10 on me."
When I paid the $2.49 in cash, they made me sign on their retarded electronic pad that kept screwing up my signature so many times. The cashier was patient with me until I was done when he complained that if you're coming to Publix for something, buy something more than muffin tins and something else I had bought.
I left, angry that he'd have the nerve to yell at me, I walked back to my apartment thinking things like not everyone has the luxury of driving or such and such.
At the small one roomed apartment [with no bathroom] in the two story complex with only two residents, I tossed away my things and decided I'd look to see if Otoko kept dead friends' bodies once their souls passed on. I walked out of my Asian sized door [everything in Asia is smaller than the things in America, and that's no joke] to the staircase to the right of the door. When I got to the second floor, I noticed three doors down the hall to the left of me, two closed, one in the back of the left side open.
I went to the one in the back, knowing that's where he stored his stuff [he owned all of the second floor]. It was freezing in the unlit room caked in ice cream and whatever junk he owned. I mentally complained that his second floor was bigger than my first floor and that it seemed illogical. I kept looking for Faust's body to find a long rectangular box. I opened it to find not a body, but a calender.
Somehow, a friend had followed me there [she liked Otoko] and was pestering me as to what I was holding was. I ran from her, and being faster, was able to run into one of the closed rooms [first room on the left of of hallway, to the right of the room that I found the calender in]. I didn't manage to lock the door, though I had tried, but she didn't follow me there.
After a sigh of relief that I hadn't awoken Otoko [who was sleeping on the floor in that room] or been chased by the friend, I slid down to the ground and opened up his calender. Flipping through it, I found out that November had the same blue and green palm-treed picture on each week [calendar went by weeks, not months]. I assumed it was his 'death month' or what I'd call his birth month since he claimed that he was a ghost but he wasn't see-through or cold and I could definitely touch him at will.
Otoko woke up. Before I knew what to do with myself, I was pinned to the ground, Otoko [in deep purple silk robes] on top of me, legs on either side of me. It would of been embarrassing or scary if I didn't know him as my neighbor, be in public, or didn't like him. He leaned forward so that our faces were close and huskily asked, "What exactly are you doing?"
"Looking through your calendar." He sighed and got off me. I sat up and asked, "Why are November's pictures all the same?"
He told me a story of a time long ago when he was travelling the world. He was in a tropical place and staying with wealthy natives who had it all. A strange bird-like animal attacked their home and ruined all their fortunes and basically made them poor.
"You're life's over, you've lost everything" he whined to them sadly.
"How can it be? We have have everything here," said the man of the family, "we have each other, and with that, we can live on, whether dead or not."
Somehow it related to him being a 'ghost.'
"But you're not a ghost, I can feel you," I commented.
He got angry, I was always saying that to him, and yelled, "I'm an apparition for crying out loud."
I didn't feel hurt by it, still in happy blushing gal. "Oh yeah? Then can you explain to me where all my money's been going mister ghost," I teased/taunted.
"About that, you'll need to make more this month, I can't be funded with my job with only a measly $625," he muttered, embarrassed.
Angry me.... Grrr gar "That was you! I've been working so hard to make up for my lost money when it's been going to feeding and paying for you and your job?!?"
"Well, I needed a source of income and I've known you for a long time..." (he added in quietly, "and lived a long time too")
Then alarm clock went and ruined my happy dreams... I'm definitely going to try to dream up that 'ghost' DC again, he was nice, and cute, and an interesting character. Hopefully I'll have a lucid dream tonight, I stopped trying WBTB for now since I'm too lazy to write down my dreams when I first wake up so it screws up my entire dream recall and makes it pointless to do it since it won't make it easier to become lucid.
It was like a strange 20th century Gothic-styled world. I found myself not alone, but with four people, a guy named Faust [think he's named after that one Spanish cartoon I'm curious about], his friend, my friend, and a friend of Faust who his other friend didn't know. There was a lot of running and I was with the first friend, who I have no name of [he was Asian, tall, and had strong facial features that were very handsome on him], I'll just call him... Otoko. So, Otoko and I ran around the place a lot, following Faust.
Before I woke up for the first time, Faust was dead and Otoko passed on his spirit with me and the other girl as his witness, via a kiss on the mouth. I felt the kiss, or imagined I did, remembering that Otoko was a self-proclaimed ghost. My theory is that he was someone who ensured that souls left this world and went onto the next.
When I went back to sleep, I found myself in Publix. I asked an elderly man where something I needed was, knowing that I had $10 on me. He said he'd show me. He stopped at the cart return and told a co-worker, "Today we have the West side, aisles 1, 3, and 5." He took so long that i walked off without him, remembering where the items were and wondering why the lighting was so bad. He yelled at me and followed me there before going back to work.
I found what I was looking for, looked at two or three books by the same person, one said something like, "tea times 10, talk about normal things at 9" and a few about why gay people should be happy about who they were. I walked off with a random [not either of the two] book in my hands along with a bag of Smarties, candy, muffin tins, and something else.
At the register I realize that I only have $6 on me so I return everything but the last two items listed thinking, "Why does this always happen to me? I know I had $10 on me."
When I paid the $2.49 in cash, they made me sign on their retarded electronic pad that kept screwing up my signature so many times. The cashier was patient with me until I was done when he complained that if you're coming to Publix for something, buy something more than muffin tins and something else I had bought.
I left, angry that he'd have the nerve to yell at me, I walked back to my apartment thinking things like not everyone has the luxury of driving or such and such.
At the small one roomed apartment [with no bathroom] in the two story complex with only two residents, I tossed away my things and decided I'd look to see if Otoko kept dead friends' bodies once their souls passed on. I walked out of my Asian sized door [everything in Asia is smaller than the things in America, and that's no joke] to the staircase to the right of the door. When I got to the second floor, I noticed three doors down the hall to the left of me, two closed, one in the back of the left side open.
I went to the one in the back, knowing that's where he stored his stuff [he owned all of the second floor]. It was freezing in the unlit room caked in ice cream and whatever junk he owned. I mentally complained that his second floor was bigger than my first floor and that it seemed illogical. I kept looking for Faust's body to find a long rectangular box. I opened it to find not a body, but a calender.
Somehow, a friend had followed me there [she liked Otoko] and was pestering me as to what I was holding was. I ran from her, and being faster, was able to run into one of the closed rooms [first room on the left of of hallway, to the right of the room that I found the calender in]. I didn't manage to lock the door, though I had tried, but she didn't follow me there.
After a sigh of relief that I hadn't awoken Otoko [who was sleeping on the floor in that room] or been chased by the friend, I slid down to the ground and opened up his calender. Flipping through it, I found out that November had the same blue and green palm-treed picture on each week [calendar went by weeks, not months]. I assumed it was his 'death month' or what I'd call his birth month since he claimed that he was a ghost but he wasn't see-through or cold and I could definitely touch him at will.
Otoko woke up. Before I knew what to do with myself, I was pinned to the ground, Otoko [in deep purple silk robes] on top of me, legs on either side of me. It would of been embarrassing or scary if I didn't know him as my neighbor, be in public, or didn't like him. He leaned forward so that our faces were close and huskily asked, "What exactly are you doing?"
"Looking through your calendar." He sighed and got off me. I sat up and asked, "Why are November's pictures all the same?"
He told me a story of a time long ago when he was travelling the world. He was in a tropical place and staying with wealthy natives who had it all. A strange bird-like animal attacked their home and ruined all their fortunes and basically made them poor.
"You're life's over, you've lost everything" he whined to them sadly.
"How can it be? We have have everything here," said the man of the family, "we have each other, and with that, we can live on, whether dead or not."
Somehow it related to him being a 'ghost.'
"But you're not a ghost, I can feel you," I commented.
He got angry, I was always saying that to him, and yelled, "I'm an apparition for crying out loud."
I didn't feel hurt by it, still in happy blushing gal. "Oh yeah? Then can you explain to me where all my money's been going mister ghost," I teased/taunted.
"About that, you'll need to make more this month, I can't be funded with my job with only a measly $625," he muttered, embarrassed.
Angry me.... Grrr gar "That was you! I've been working so hard to make up for my lost money when it's been going to feeding and paying for you and your job?!?"
"Well, I needed a source of income and I've known you for a long time..." (he added in quietly, "and lived a long time too")
Then alarm clock went and ruined my happy dreams... I'm definitely going to try to dream up that 'ghost' DC again, he was nice, and cute, and an interesting character. Hopefully I'll have a lucid dream tonight, I stopped trying WBTB for now since I'm too lazy to write down my dreams when I first wake up so it screws up my entire dream recall and makes it pointless to do it since it won't make it easier to become lucid.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
04.07.07
One long and strange dream... it's made me realize too how childish [in my opinion] my dreams are. They rarely are based on my typical life and most of them are, how do I put it... adventurous in many ways, even if it includes adding in childish elements such as games that I play or used to play to kill time... It's a bummer really...
Somehow or another, I end up on a familiar looking Harvest moon area, not like the ones in the games, the Harvest Moon world that was altered to exist in my dreams. Snow fell gracefully as I tread through it to go into an ancient shrine or temple that faced the beach. Inside the mass of gray stone, I saw three pillars, each of a different color. When I walked up to the first one, a blue or green one, I heard a voice that told me to give a giant colorful, lamp shaped fruit to someone.
I ran back into the snow, struggling to run and keep the fruit in my arms. I tried to give it to a mer-person in a pond, but it wouldn't take it. I ran to the mayor's house to give to him, and he wouldn't take it. But some random guy in his house did.
Back at the shrine, the pillar went up and I moved over to the next one that magically went up. The third one wouldn't budge so I explored the shrine to find three glowing orbs. I tried to take them but they would fly back to a different orb spot, which I discovered made a bunch of random pillars pop up. I put them back in the proper order, deciding to get them later.
The third pillar and a pillar of ice went up and made a staircase to a tunnel I didn't notice until then. I was going to climb up it, but then I remembered the three orbs. I managed to take the red and blue one, the green one wouldn't leave it's place.
Back outside, it was still snowing. I was beginning to feel cold since a fair bit of snow had soaked into my warm clothes. I peered down the cliff, which was earlier a beach though I didn't realize that. There were green vines everywhere.
I became curious of the world below and attempted to climb down the steep cliff. I met a big boned lumber-jack man who was covered in snow and needed to be warmed, so I hugged him for a bit. After that, I tried to avoid him and almost fell down, the vines couldn't hold my weight [but it could hold his].
Somehow, I safely made to the bottom of the cliff where it was warm and sunny, a whole different world from the one I had been in, it was like a paradise. A mix of Italian/Spaniard architecture was perfectly blended together in a world full of soft, rich, and lively colors for the bricks and buildings. Palm trees I've only seen in the Philippines were there, along with a perfectly clean ocean just about a 1/3 of a mile away.
I went to a restaurant [Italian mixed with some other culture, maybe Islamic Spain] for some tea. I met that man there again, who looked more like a chef now than a lumber-jack. I left, angry that he was there.
I got a good long look at the wonderful world around me, awed by it and enjoying it, until my stomach complained I was hungry. I went off to the food court-ish place of this familiar yet foreign world, where they had no good food. I was tempted to eat a greasy, fried hot-dog sub when I realized that they had restaurants under water, where I plunged into the clean ocean water. It was serene, but I guess I had slept enough since I woke up then... [10 hours and I'm usually up, what a shame]
Somehow or another, I end up on a familiar looking Harvest moon area, not like the ones in the games, the Harvest Moon world that was altered to exist in my dreams. Snow fell gracefully as I tread through it to go into an ancient shrine or temple that faced the beach. Inside the mass of gray stone, I saw three pillars, each of a different color. When I walked up to the first one, a blue or green one, I heard a voice that told me to give a giant colorful, lamp shaped fruit to someone.
I ran back into the snow, struggling to run and keep the fruit in my arms. I tried to give it to a mer-person in a pond, but it wouldn't take it. I ran to the mayor's house to give to him, and he wouldn't take it. But some random guy in his house did.
Back at the shrine, the pillar went up and I moved over to the next one that magically went up. The third one wouldn't budge so I explored the shrine to find three glowing orbs. I tried to take them but they would fly back to a different orb spot, which I discovered made a bunch of random pillars pop up. I put them back in the proper order, deciding to get them later.
The third pillar and a pillar of ice went up and made a staircase to a tunnel I didn't notice until then. I was going to climb up it, but then I remembered the three orbs. I managed to take the red and blue one, the green one wouldn't leave it's place.
Back outside, it was still snowing. I was beginning to feel cold since a fair bit of snow had soaked into my warm clothes. I peered down the cliff, which was earlier a beach though I didn't realize that. There were green vines everywhere.
I became curious of the world below and attempted to climb down the steep cliff. I met a big boned lumber-jack man who was covered in snow and needed to be warmed, so I hugged him for a bit. After that, I tried to avoid him and almost fell down, the vines couldn't hold my weight [but it could hold his].
Somehow, I safely made to the bottom of the cliff where it was warm and sunny, a whole different world from the one I had been in, it was like a paradise. A mix of Italian/Spaniard architecture was perfectly blended together in a world full of soft, rich, and lively colors for the bricks and buildings. Palm trees I've only seen in the Philippines were there, along with a perfectly clean ocean just about a 1/3 of a mile away.
I went to a restaurant [Italian mixed with some other culture, maybe Islamic Spain] for some tea. I met that man there again, who looked more like a chef now than a lumber-jack. I left, angry that he was there.
I got a good long look at the wonderful world around me, awed by it and enjoying it, until my stomach complained I was hungry. I went off to the food court-ish place of this familiar yet foreign world, where they had no good food. I was tempted to eat a greasy, fried hot-dog sub when I realized that they had restaurants under water, where I plunged into the clean ocean water. It was serene, but I guess I had slept enough since I woke up then... [10 hours and I'm usually up, what a shame]
Friday, April 6, 2007
04.06.07
One or maybe two dreams, I couldn't remember it when I woke up but it came back to me while taking one of my many breaks from housework.
I was at a place where they have loads of little stores like a mall or airport, maybe an indoor flea market. The first store that came into view was a mundane, white walled store with bamboo shutters at the entrance, shelves of mundane things, and a white sign on the middle wall that had the store name on it in green. "No wonder there's no customers," I thought as I watched the shopkeeper in her kimono pace through the aisles.
Moving forward, I found a nice store with something there that I must of liked, I know that the tables/counters were a rich, polished brown, made of wood I think.
Next thing I know, I'm home with my school bag, rushing to my room. I find it extremely odd that my bad was empty once I peered into it in my room that lacked all things that would imply it's a bedroom at all. I found a piece of trash in it, a sliver of my bag, and 'planned' to throw it out since if it were gone, it'd be perfectly clean. Like many of my dream 'plans' it was never carried out, I think I decided that either it wasn't worth my time or I could do it later [I'm veering towards the latter of the two].
Sadly enough, I was so close to being lucid here because I know when I took a good long look into my bag I thought, "Could this be a dream?" Dream logic pounced onto me and said, "Nah, I just emptied it earlier and that's why it's so clean."
I find a toilet in my room and flush it since, grossly enough, there was urine in it. The toilet had to fight with me. It wouldn't flush. So I tried again, this time closing the lid... It worked, but not in anyone would want it to. Water gurgled up and forced the lid to open up. The toilet water attempted to soak me several times, only succeeding once [no urine in it by then, only water, it's still a yucky thought though]. The rest soaked into my carpet.
I screamed for my dad, who came. I explained to him what happened and he said he'd call maintenance later. I asked why couldn't he do it now, he said that they don't work past 4. At that point I was wondering why a toilet was in a carpeted room, let alone my room, but I shrugged it off with an urge to go to the bathroom.
When there, my mom told me to "get closer to Mrs. Johnson."
My response? "You mean L-chan?"
Brows furrow, "No, Mrs. Johnson." [Note- there are no Mrs. Johnson's I no of, I only know of a Ms. Johnson who is L-chan]
She walked off and I headed to the kitchen, which happened to magically be L-chan's kitchen in my house.
Her- "Watch you up to?"
Me- "Nothing much"
We stay there and talk, it ends there with me thinking about how yucky choco pop tarts are.
The other part, the possible second dream; I was sitting on a rubber coated metal bench in Disney World wondering indifferently when Mickey's parade would get over here.
It switched to third POV and I see Mickey Mouse with large round foiled wrapped things of chocolate that reminded me of golden-foiled vanilla wafers.
'Kristine' ran off once it went off into 1st POV and I ran after her. She wasn't the real Kristine I know, just some DC who my mind said she was. When I caught up with her, Mickey Mouse gave me a rectangular shaped one that was wrapped in normal foil. He peeked under the foil for a moment before giving it to me. When he gave it to me, the thing was twice my size in length, before it was only the length of my forearm. I tore off the wrapping to find lots of heavy, huge, 9x6 inch dark choco bars that registered in my head as expensive.
I tottered back to the bench where Kristine was there, sitting on my mom's lap. I could have become lucid then too since I thought "the real Kristine isn't this short," but my mind labeled her in as my little sister. She wore a cue dress that was either a western dress with Asian styled stuff on it [because it sure as hell wasn't paisley though it was a soft turquoise] or a puffy kimono.
Wondering if it's really good to eat all this junk, I sat down with my 'family' [still on Lent though in my dreams my brain never seems to include it]. before I the thought to eat the candy ever crossed my mind, the lovely alarm clock of time telling told me that this was the time to get up.
So, no trees or Easter Bunny, but I did get to see the ever so irksome Mickey Mouse.
I was at a place where they have loads of little stores like a mall or airport, maybe an indoor flea market. The first store that came into view was a mundane, white walled store with bamboo shutters at the entrance, shelves of mundane things, and a white sign on the middle wall that had the store name on it in green. "No wonder there's no customers," I thought as I watched the shopkeeper in her kimono pace through the aisles.
Moving forward, I found a nice store with something there that I must of liked, I know that the tables/counters were a rich, polished brown, made of wood I think.
Next thing I know, I'm home with my school bag, rushing to my room. I find it extremely odd that my bad was empty once I peered into it in my room that lacked all things that would imply it's a bedroom at all. I found a piece of trash in it, a sliver of my bag, and 'planned' to throw it out since if it were gone, it'd be perfectly clean. Like many of my dream 'plans' it was never carried out, I think I decided that either it wasn't worth my time or I could do it later [I'm veering towards the latter of the two].
Sadly enough, I was so close to being lucid here because I know when I took a good long look into my bag I thought, "Could this be a dream?" Dream logic pounced onto me and said, "Nah, I just emptied it earlier and that's why it's so clean."
I find a toilet in my room and flush it since, grossly enough, there was urine in it. The toilet had to fight with me. It wouldn't flush. So I tried again, this time closing the lid... It worked, but not in anyone would want it to. Water gurgled up and forced the lid to open up. The toilet water attempted to soak me several times, only succeeding once [no urine in it by then, only water, it's still a yucky thought though]. The rest soaked into my carpet.
I screamed for my dad, who came. I explained to him what happened and he said he'd call maintenance later. I asked why couldn't he do it now, he said that they don't work past 4. At that point I was wondering why a toilet was in a carpeted room, let alone my room, but I shrugged it off with an urge to go to the bathroom.
When there, my mom told me to "get closer to Mrs. Johnson."
My response? "You mean L-chan?"
Brows furrow, "No, Mrs. Johnson." [Note- there are no Mrs. Johnson's I no of, I only know of a Ms. Johnson who is L-chan]
She walked off and I headed to the kitchen, which happened to magically be L-chan's kitchen in my house.
Her- "Watch you up to?"
Me- "Nothing much"
We stay there and talk, it ends there with me thinking about how yucky choco pop tarts are.
The other part, the possible second dream; I was sitting on a rubber coated metal bench in Disney World wondering indifferently when Mickey's parade would get over here.
It switched to third POV and I see Mickey Mouse with large round foiled wrapped things of chocolate that reminded me of golden-foiled vanilla wafers.
'Kristine' ran off once it went off into 1st POV and I ran after her. She wasn't the real Kristine I know, just some DC who my mind said she was. When I caught up with her, Mickey Mouse gave me a rectangular shaped one that was wrapped in normal foil. He peeked under the foil for a moment before giving it to me. When he gave it to me, the thing was twice my size in length, before it was only the length of my forearm. I tore off the wrapping to find lots of heavy, huge, 9x6 inch dark choco bars that registered in my head as expensive.
I tottered back to the bench where Kristine was there, sitting on my mom's lap. I could have become lucid then too since I thought "the real Kristine isn't this short," but my mind labeled her in as my little sister. She wore a cue dress that was either a western dress with Asian styled stuff on it [because it sure as hell wasn't paisley though it was a soft turquoise] or a puffy kimono.
Wondering if it's really good to eat all this junk, I sat down with my 'family' [still on Lent though in my dreams my brain never seems to include it]. before I the thought to eat the candy ever crossed my mind, the lovely alarm clock of time telling told me that this was the time to get up.
So, no trees or Easter Bunny, but I did get to see the ever so irksome Mickey Mouse.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
04.05.07
I had a very short lucid though the dream overall was really nice... well, if you consider highly realistic and very unusual 'nice' then it definitely was.
Dream- As soon as I entered the dream, I was lucid [though this dream was not a WILD, either a WBTB that required little wake time or a DILD that came my way]. It wasn't too vivid so I shouted, "Lucidity now," and the lucidity went up though I realized I yelled out the wrong thing and focused on my words yelling out, "Vivid increase." It may be really embarrassing but it's my dream and if any DC laughs at me for that, I'd probably yell at them or run off embarrassed [go figure].
There were no trees or Easter bunnies in my dream so I never remembered either one of the dream tasks for this month [otherwise I have a hard time remembering goals I have IRL]. After a few long minutes of staring at the world around me; the road, the wheel in my hands, the fact that I was sitting, I became aware that I was in a go cart... that my friends... is sadly where my 3-4 [extremely] short lucid ends. I realized someone was chasing after me, well, following me, and I drove off like mad.
Why was I avoiding him? I have no clue. I think in that dream the reasons were along the lines of he's a cop. What was it that made my mind think that? That's another one of the many questions I won't get answered [I mean I could next lucid, but it's not worth it]. So, as I was saying, I was on the road, speeding off in my go cart when I got back to the start area of the go cart driving course. Noticing that the guy wasn't there yet, I sprinted off to a fancy hotel.
At the hotel, the bell hop doesn't bug me as I stare at the two rooms I have to choose from, Room 1 and Room 2 [so properly labeled by their name plates]. Both of them I had checked out so it didn't really matter, but I was compelled for Room 2 so I took it. Closing the door behind me, though not locking it, I went off to the giant walk-in closet that included a vanity to talk to a woman no older than her 20s.
She informed me to go swindle someone, I do believe, and I was just about to waltz off to Room 1 to prepare for my next job as the man who was chasing me earlier barged in. In the nick of time, I hide. He asked the woman where I was, she responded with a "no clue." Exasperatedly, he let out a sigh and just stood there for a bit before he left. All the while I found myself chastising myself for blushing from involuntarily checking him out.
I continued to Room 1 and when I opened it, it took me a few long seconds to register what was wrong with the place. Men were there, really gross, slickster and modern day greaser guys, about 6-7. They hissed at me, so my great mind assumed the worst. Vampires. [Maybe this is a result of watching too many vampire shows with my mom when I was eight?]
They locked me in and I tried to defend myself against them. Nothing seemed to work so I poured holy water on them in desperation. Everyone stopped what they were doing. The guy I had doused looked at me, the vase, then his wet white T-shirt before laughing.
His pals joined in with the laughter as I took the opportunity to throw cooking oil on them [Canola oil]. I caught them on fire somehow, I didn't light them on fire with anything or willed it to be, it just happened. They all were burnt to ashes and I was left in a room that, albeit the ashes, looked perfectly fine. The guy from before popped up again and I happened to, before anything else happened, wake up.
Dream- As soon as I entered the dream, I was lucid [though this dream was not a WILD, either a WBTB that required little wake time or a DILD that came my way]. It wasn't too vivid so I shouted, "Lucidity now," and the lucidity went up though I realized I yelled out the wrong thing and focused on my words yelling out, "Vivid increase." It may be really embarrassing but it's my dream and if any DC laughs at me for that, I'd probably yell at them or run off embarrassed [go figure].
There were no trees or Easter bunnies in my dream so I never remembered either one of the dream tasks for this month [otherwise I have a hard time remembering goals I have IRL]. After a few long minutes of staring at the world around me; the road, the wheel in my hands, the fact that I was sitting, I became aware that I was in a go cart... that my friends... is sadly where my 3-4 [extremely] short lucid ends. I realized someone was chasing after me, well, following me, and I drove off like mad.
Why was I avoiding him? I have no clue. I think in that dream the reasons were along the lines of he's a cop. What was it that made my mind think that? That's another one of the many questions I won't get answered [I mean I could next lucid, but it's not worth it]. So, as I was saying, I was on the road, speeding off in my go cart when I got back to the start area of the go cart driving course. Noticing that the guy wasn't there yet, I sprinted off to a fancy hotel.
At the hotel, the bell hop doesn't bug me as I stare at the two rooms I have to choose from, Room 1 and Room 2 [so properly labeled by their name plates]. Both of them I had checked out so it didn't really matter, but I was compelled for Room 2 so I took it. Closing the door behind me, though not locking it, I went off to the giant walk-in closet that included a vanity to talk to a woman no older than her 20s.
She informed me to go swindle someone, I do believe, and I was just about to waltz off to Room 1 to prepare for my next job as the man who was chasing me earlier barged in. In the nick of time, I hide. He asked the woman where I was, she responded with a "no clue." Exasperatedly, he let out a sigh and just stood there for a bit before he left. All the while I found myself chastising myself for blushing from involuntarily checking him out.
I continued to Room 1 and when I opened it, it took me a few long seconds to register what was wrong with the place. Men were there, really gross, slickster and modern day greaser guys, about 6-7. They hissed at me, so my great mind assumed the worst. Vampires. [Maybe this is a result of watching too many vampire shows with my mom when I was eight?]
They locked me in and I tried to defend myself against them. Nothing seemed to work so I poured holy water on them in desperation. Everyone stopped what they were doing. The guy I had doused looked at me, the vase, then his wet white T-shirt before laughing.
His pals joined in with the laughter as I took the opportunity to throw cooking oil on them [Canola oil]. I caught them on fire somehow, I didn't light them on fire with anything or willed it to be, it just happened. They all were burnt to ashes and I was left in a room that, albeit the ashes, looked perfectly fine. The guy from before popped up again and I happened to, before anything else happened, wake up.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
04.01.07
Hah, I finally get a chance to do a WBTB and it breaks my dry spell! I had three dreams, the first two forgotten because I didn't bring my dream journal with me, I remembered it the ten minutes I was up but that was it...
Dream-
I was in a cave again, but not alone. I, along with six other 'amateurs,' to be evaluated by eight 'upper class men.' What'd they do? Use magic to fight us, I don't know what they called it or if it was magic or what-er-not but it used the elements in pseudo-scientific ways. I became lucid while continually, and narrowly, dodging attacks that mainly where focused on me from two guys.
I tried to use magic to fight back, but this was a low control lucid, for no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't use it at my usual level. I tried a bit too hard trying to make my gale stronger and the dream faded, so I quickly focused on the first thought that came to mind [oddly enough, it was pokemon... stupid nephew] and reminded myself that I was dreaming.
I found myself at a nurse's house with one of the pink pokemon, not the one with the egg, who was talking to me. I suggested that, since it sucked at elements, to learn some basic healing magic as I flipped through one of it's charm books, thinking about what'd it'd be like to re-enter my previous dream scene.
While trying to read the charm out loud for the thing to memorize, I thought to myself rather firmly that after I'm done saying this chant, I'll end up back in that cave.
It worked! I had little time to celebrate as one of the DCs tossed a job upon me to go fight some ice elemental demon that lived to the right of this tunnel in it's underground mansion. I tried to decline and toss it on one of the upper class men, forgetting that I had absolute control over this dream, so they ended up sticking it on me anyways. One of the 'teachers' said to me something about how they know that I'm strong or something or another.
I guided sixteen or so people to the mansion full of iced walls. At the stair case, lucky me has to free two of the girls who get stuck on some forever melting/re-freezing ice blocks. I try to make them float onto safe land, but the weight of them and the sections of floor make it too heavy and they end up falling into oblivion... Well, one does, the other I managed to telelport back to us in time. I think the other girl just ended up a prisoner or died... [well I didn't think of her dying but it was a long drop]
We continue up the stairs where we branch off to make this a quick job. I screw up and run back to the beginning area of the dream where I reset time so that I'm re-energized, that one girl's back, and I know where I should start putting up my guard.
The girls get stuck again so this time I just teleport them to my side. We went back upstairs and I fought a load of ghost/demons while the others went off to clean out the place while searching for some chains needed to get rid of the owner of the mansion. I learned, rather comically, that in the dreamworld I need to work on my fire abilities more, I tried to fry a ghost and all that came out was a white flame small than ones found on candles. I ended up freezing him with liquid nitrogen I summoned and blowing him to bits with a tornado...
So yeah, in a nutshell, that was my dream, hopefully this lucid means many more to come.
Dream-
I was in a cave again, but not alone. I, along with six other 'amateurs,' to be evaluated by eight 'upper class men.' What'd they do? Use magic to fight us, I don't know what they called it or if it was magic or what-er-not but it used the elements in pseudo-scientific ways. I became lucid while continually, and narrowly, dodging attacks that mainly where focused on me from two guys.
I tried to use magic to fight back, but this was a low control lucid, for no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't use it at my usual level. I tried a bit too hard trying to make my gale stronger and the dream faded, so I quickly focused on the first thought that came to mind [oddly enough, it was pokemon... stupid nephew] and reminded myself that I was dreaming.
I found myself at a nurse's house with one of the pink pokemon, not the one with the egg, who was talking to me. I suggested that, since it sucked at elements, to learn some basic healing magic as I flipped through one of it's charm books, thinking about what'd it'd be like to re-enter my previous dream scene.
While trying to read the charm out loud for the thing to memorize, I thought to myself rather firmly that after I'm done saying this chant, I'll end up back in that cave.
It worked! I had little time to celebrate as one of the DCs tossed a job upon me to go fight some ice elemental demon that lived to the right of this tunnel in it's underground mansion. I tried to decline and toss it on one of the upper class men, forgetting that I had absolute control over this dream, so they ended up sticking it on me anyways. One of the 'teachers' said to me something about how they know that I'm strong or something or another.
I guided sixteen or so people to the mansion full of iced walls. At the stair case, lucky me has to free two of the girls who get stuck on some forever melting/re-freezing ice blocks. I try to make them float onto safe land, but the weight of them and the sections of floor make it too heavy and they end up falling into oblivion... Well, one does, the other I managed to telelport back to us in time. I think the other girl just ended up a prisoner or died... [well I didn't think of her dying but it was a long drop]
We continue up the stairs where we branch off to make this a quick job. I screw up and run back to the beginning area of the dream where I reset time so that I'm re-energized, that one girl's back, and I know where I should start putting up my guard.
The girls get stuck again so this time I just teleport them to my side. We went back upstairs and I fought a load of ghost/demons while the others went off to clean out the place while searching for some chains needed to get rid of the owner of the mansion. I learned, rather comically, that in the dreamworld I need to work on my fire abilities more, I tried to fry a ghost and all that came out was a white flame small than ones found on candles. I ended up freezing him with liquid nitrogen I summoned and blowing him to bits with a tornado...
So yeah, in a nutshell, that was my dream, hopefully this lucid means many more to come.
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