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.
Monday, April 30, 2007
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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