I had one long, odd but good, lucid dream. I was lucid but not to the extent that I could be aware that I could teleport out of this mess and/or completely change things around, I went along with the storyline the whole time.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
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Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
05.10.07
One wild dream last night... so close to becoming lucid! Too bad I didn't think too deeply about everything then....
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Thursday, March 15, 2007
03.15.07
I've been neglecting my blog/dream diary again... ugh, I hate slacking off and yet I tend to, this is why I've never kept a diary...
I've had many dreams since my last post, 12 in total, though I only remember the past two nights clearly-ish. I'll just key it in as it resurfaces in my mind...
Dream One-
I know that when I woke up Saturday I had one non-lucid dream. I started off in some sort of lab in the middle of no-where, fields of green the held random trees that where scattered about. The lab guy was a fat guy who had kept the girls separate from the guys [at first I didn't even know that there were guys there]. He was just weird...
I remember losing my hands to meat cleavers in ex-change for a better, non-segregated place that was made of tan bricks, had bars on the windows and technology [refrigerator, beds, kitchen, bathrooms, etc]. He told me that everyone who went there had to give up something.
It didn't matter, the pain was brief. The blood, forgotten when I saw a wondrous chalk drawing that a guy in a hospital dress drew, explaining to me that it didn't matter where his was or what the conditions were, he'd always be happy because he could escape this reality and move onto the next. My hands eventually grew back.
I wandered around, meeting people, discovering the newly built area of living quarters as I did so. There were no bars on the windows, so I tried to escape. I flew out, even hid on the ancient Chinese style tiles, and just could seem to fly high enough. I woke up feeling trapped and caged.
Dream Two-
Forgotten? I remember the mall, goodness that place is becoming my prison, so many dreams there... but nothing more.
Dreams 3-5 and 6-9 -
Don't remember anything, didn't have time to. I was awoken by an annoying knock on the door interrupting my 12 hour nap [sleep, nap, the same thing to me] on 3-5. I woke up from ducks calling out to one another on dream 6-8. And then I just forgot 9.
Dream 10 [Aka 03.14.07]-
I was at school, I got there late carrying lots of unneeded things. It was an unlucky day. A DC told me I had freckles on my brows, I had all the wrong things needed, I didn't get a ride home, and my bike was at home.
I should have took the ride that dude in the blue car gave me but I was too wary of the fact that though he may seem nice, he could just be a guy looking for a gullible girl. So I walked, my back complained of the weight I carried and I had many blocks left to go.
I cut through an elementary school as a short cut home and saw my Science teacher from last year there along with an annoying DC from real life who insults me everyday [so I just normally do the same]. I ended up helping him escape though the same way I came in when a 3rd grade girl on roller blades came yelling at me, acting like I'm a hoodlum trying to trash their school.
I proved her wrong and she helped me escape, the police came after me and I scurried down a drain pipe, jumping when I was two stories from the ground. I hit the ground hard in a bed of soft soil and the police came at me. Somehow, I was released and returned to some people in a red truck, waking up to a loud dog's barking.
Dreams 11-12-
I know I had many dreams but I'll cut it to two since I can't really remember the rest.
The first dream, a long one, began with me in a McDonalds eating french fries. I peeled off the random monopoly copy-cat stickers on the bottom of the cardboard to get my friends to shut up.
It said something about winning a super man and I find this 5 year old bully at our table. He proved that he was superman and got kidnapped my Magneto [how random]. So I peel off the next sticker to find it blank and buy more french fries to see if I'd win someone else. I do and they get all the bad guys to chase the three of us away and we run off to the woods [the Redwoods I believe].
I flew behind my friends to try to get back our stolen people and distract the enemies while the girl flew off and the guy just sped away. I managed to copy the enemies supersonic blasts and read their attacks before they occurred.
Then my dream is interrupted by a random dream that included an Itachi who never seems to murder me [mar me at the worst], which was ended by a cat who wanted to get out of the room and kept mewing in my face.
The first dream comes back and I'm starting to lose to my enemies [it's nighttime by then].
Suddenly I find myself safe, at the Grammy awards, sitting on the corner of the awards stage. I mentally respond with 'WTF, I don't even watch these sort of things, why am I here?' I guess I could have become lucid then, but I had to pull out an MP3 player that had satellite TV on it to be sure. I see the same stage with the same people on it with yesterday's date and 'gramy' added onto the screen.
So I sit on the stage, pondering why I'm here when some DC comes up to me and asks something relatively similar to 'why's a pretty girl who's fortunate enough to be this close to the stars so glum.' I look up to him but never get the chance to respond.
The dream kind of 'resets' and I'm back at the village with the McDonalds but with some other people wearing Golden Sun styled clothes. I wander around the village/town, talking/asking people how to get to the woods [which was some ways up the mountains and past this desert]. When I leave the town to go through the desert, I wake up to cramped legs and an aching back [which is why I don't like to share beds if I'm stuck near the wall, I tend to get a bad night's sleep].
I've had many dreams since my last post, 12 in total, though I only remember the past two nights clearly-ish. I'll just key it in as it resurfaces in my mind...
Dream One-
I know that when I woke up Saturday I had one non-lucid dream. I started off in some sort of lab in the middle of no-where, fields of green the held random trees that where scattered about. The lab guy was a fat guy who had kept the girls separate from the guys [at first I didn't even know that there were guys there]. He was just weird...
I remember losing my hands to meat cleavers in ex-change for a better, non-segregated place that was made of tan bricks, had bars on the windows and technology [refrigerator, beds, kitchen, bathrooms, etc]. He told me that everyone who went there had to give up something.
It didn't matter, the pain was brief. The blood, forgotten when I saw a wondrous chalk drawing that a guy in a hospital dress drew, explaining to me that it didn't matter where his was or what the conditions were, he'd always be happy because he could escape this reality and move onto the next. My hands eventually grew back.
I wandered around, meeting people, discovering the newly built area of living quarters as I did so. There were no bars on the windows, so I tried to escape. I flew out, even hid on the ancient Chinese style tiles, and just could seem to fly high enough. I woke up feeling trapped and caged.
Dream Two-
Forgotten? I remember the mall, goodness that place is becoming my prison, so many dreams there... but nothing more.
Dreams 3-5 and 6-9 -
Don't remember anything, didn't have time to. I was awoken by an annoying knock on the door interrupting my 12 hour nap [sleep, nap, the same thing to me] on 3-5. I woke up from ducks calling out to one another on dream 6-8. And then I just forgot 9.
Dream 10 [Aka 03.14.07]-
I was at school, I got there late carrying lots of unneeded things. It was an unlucky day. A DC told me I had freckles on my brows, I had all the wrong things needed, I didn't get a ride home, and my bike was at home.
I should have took the ride that dude in the blue car gave me but I was too wary of the fact that though he may seem nice, he could just be a guy looking for a gullible girl. So I walked, my back complained of the weight I carried and I had many blocks left to go.
I cut through an elementary school as a short cut home and saw my Science teacher from last year there along with an annoying DC from real life who insults me everyday [so I just normally do the same]. I ended up helping him escape though the same way I came in when a 3rd grade girl on roller blades came yelling at me, acting like I'm a hoodlum trying to trash their school.
I proved her wrong and she helped me escape, the police came after me and I scurried down a drain pipe, jumping when I was two stories from the ground. I hit the ground hard in a bed of soft soil and the police came at me. Somehow, I was released and returned to some people in a red truck, waking up to a loud dog's barking.
Dreams 11-12-
I know I had many dreams but I'll cut it to two since I can't really remember the rest.
The first dream, a long one, began with me in a McDonalds eating french fries. I peeled off the random monopoly copy-cat stickers on the bottom of the cardboard to get my friends to shut up.
It said something about winning a super man and I find this 5 year old bully at our table. He proved that he was superman and got kidnapped my Magneto [how random]. So I peel off the next sticker to find it blank and buy more french fries to see if I'd win someone else. I do and they get all the bad guys to chase the three of us away and we run off to the woods [the Redwoods I believe].
I flew behind my friends to try to get back our stolen people and distract the enemies while the girl flew off and the guy just sped away. I managed to copy the enemies supersonic blasts and read their attacks before they occurred.
Then my dream is interrupted by a random dream that included an Itachi who never seems to murder me [mar me at the worst], which was ended by a cat who wanted to get out of the room and kept mewing in my face.
The first dream comes back and I'm starting to lose to my enemies [it's nighttime by then].
Suddenly I find myself safe, at the Grammy awards, sitting on the corner of the awards stage. I mentally respond with 'WTF, I don't even watch these sort of things, why am I here?' I guess I could have become lucid then, but I had to pull out an MP3 player that had satellite TV on it to be sure. I see the same stage with the same people on it with yesterday's date and 'gramy' added onto the screen.
So I sit on the stage, pondering why I'm here when some DC comes up to me and asks something relatively similar to 'why's a pretty girl who's fortunate enough to be this close to the stars so glum.' I look up to him but never get the chance to respond.
The dream kind of 'resets' and I'm back at the village with the McDonalds but with some other people wearing Golden Sun styled clothes. I wander around the village/town, talking/asking people how to get to the woods [which was some ways up the mountains and past this desert]. When I leave the town to go through the desert, I wake up to cramped legs and an aching back [which is why I don't like to share beds if I'm stuck near the wall, I tend to get a bad night's sleep].
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