I had one, non-lucid dream, a long, long one. I but, that's typical for me when I go back to sleeping [didn't have time to sleep Thursday night so I wasn't in the mood to post Wednesday's long, possibly extremely shortly lucid dream].
I was in the car with my carpool people, well, just the carpool and his dad. We were getting tickets to fly to "Flying Glades" or somewhere that was in Northern Florida. Getting to the airport to get the tickets was... special. We drove around giant trees and were swung around by giant forest vines that wrapped around the car.
"Where are we going," I asked, since it wasn't the typical route to the airport.
"It's a shortcut," the father responded.
He may have said that, but once we were back on the road and in sight of the airport I bluntly stated, "from the amount of time it took for the vines to whiplash us all the way here, we could of been here by just going through the rings that that you down the tree." [Mind you, but that'd mean trusting a bunch of floating and glowing golden loops to guide you, in mid-air, down a tree by going around it several times.] They shrugged it off and I spent the rest of the car ride asking my carpool who's playing in the football game we were going to watch.
At the airport, which for a ticket counter had a movie theater's snack bar, the cashier glared at me as they bought our tickets for tapping a small case of lemon heads. You've of thought I was a thief or something.
Without a real need to go, I ran off to the bathroom to find it stall-less. [Which reminds me of a question a friend asked me relevant to this scene] I went to the bathroom anyways, not feeling self-conscious in the least bit.
There, I met up with Sam and ran around the airport that had magically become her home. She showed me around their new home. I really liked their backyard that was fenced near the lake, the yard was filled to the brim with water, sea plants, and tropical fish. [Suiting since it was fish Friday]
We talked a bit, then she went elsewhere. With nothing better to do, I ran off to a few empty rooms, each time, rather indifferently, thinking about suicide. Many different methods came to mind, though, none I was really for [cutting, hanging, jumping wouldn't work, no pills or poisons around, blah, blah, blah].
With the subduing thought that I could always think of a better way later, I went off to search for my friend. I found her father while searching and he said a few things to me, I left him after that.
I found my friend, we argued a bit then we somehow end up in a stone tower with pane-less and glassless windows on every floor and an elevator in place of stairs. A little kid was with me and we went up to the top floor where the magician/owner of the tower was trying to flood it with water and I'm thinking, " How's he going to flood this place? Oh well, it's going through the cracks and windows, I'm gonna drown in this flooded tower anyways." What a cracked up dream.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
03.28.07
I had one long dream, no lucid, though I guess I was close as I was beginning to realize certain things.
Dream-
It started with me, a large manor of a house, and a giant pool in the middle of everything. My parents were on vacation and put me in charge of our new home. Me, being the responsible person I am, converted my wing of the house into my job's secret agent mini-headquarters for us to work sleep and eat in. [I think it was a Russian-American spy relations thing 'cause it gave off that Russian air with a bit of American flair]
I go up to the second floor via tiny, marble elevator made of marble walls, it was really small, though the polished marble was pretty... Well, before I could say anything, one of my college's shouted out, "You need to catch that man already! If you don't make a move he'll get away!"
So we both went after the guy in a strange airport. We lose him for a bit so, while I'm still being yelled at, I run up a ramp (still inside the airport) into the air plane (which is in the airport). I find a server who I wouldn't have suspected if it weren't for the Hawaiian sunset boxer/shorts with a tag that said some Biblical verse on it that I read aloud. He freaked out and I realized it was him.
Back at home.base, I'm still being scolded by my higher ups. [I could describe the scenery but it was kind of odd, navy blue tile, black desks, white and gray walls, cafe tables substituting dining tables, wall-less offices and some bed 'rooms' that were made with only three walls as well, two guys, two girls there, including me] A gruff, red-head, gun loving woman kept telling me that I'm good at what I do, but I'm just "too damn lazy to get anything done."
They didn't assign a mission for me right away so I sung out, "I'm making sweet potato curry for diner tonight!" She groans and the guys just ignore me. [I actually thought this was all real and my thoughts didn't help, I was thinking about the guy who made sweet potato curry while he was on his polyphasic sleep trials and other thoughts that I'd only get in real life]
I ran out to where the pool was to go to the fridge and couldn't seem to find anything I needed. I walked back calmly, the random spurt of cheer gone. Stopping as I crossed the pool, I noticed the little vacuum pool cleaner was on and shocked that the drain wasn't fully covered [it was near the moving vacuum]. I looked at the giant pool cleaner/cerulean deposit area that looked like a pool itself. "I don't think that was there before," I thought. I almost became lucid thinking about how I live in an apartment complex and don't own a pool but dream logic reasoned, 'but we just moved here of course we'd have a pool.' To believe this all occurred while I was staring at the cleaner thing.
I go back to my wing and we have another case, I had to stop a woman called , "Nako" [who I kept calling Nanako thinking I was saying Nako]. I went undercover and tried to be a random passerby-er who began to talk to her. She got angry, she seemed to have known me from somewhere long ago but I couldn't remember, so that made her all bitchy. She ran off.
Later, after attempting to sneak into her house and visiting one of my male [smoker] colleges for help, I found myself trying to climb up a fire escape ladder.
'Wait a minute, if I just believe, I can grow wings,' I thought, possibly semi-aware that this 'reality' wasn't the actual reality, but not realizing it was a dream. So out grew large, purple wings that vaguely resembled giant bat wings, minus the fuzz. I flew over the building, to find the famous singer/actress Nako screaming as white dragon wings twice the size of mine flap around. A large group of people had gathered around her. I had to stop her before she terrorized them [or else I'd be fired ^^'].
"I'll prove it to you once and for all," Nako screamed.
"Nanako, I don't understand. I don't even know you." And before we could fight, I woke up before my alarm clock yet again, slightly sleepy from using too many things to relax my aching muscles the night before [I used biofreeze, some melatonin, and loads of lavender extract, all for 7 hours of sleep]
Dream-
It started with me, a large manor of a house, and a giant pool in the middle of everything. My parents were on vacation and put me in charge of our new home. Me, being the responsible person I am, converted my wing of the house into my job's secret agent mini-headquarters for us to work sleep and eat in. [I think it was a Russian-American spy relations thing 'cause it gave off that Russian air with a bit of American flair]
I go up to the second floor via tiny, marble elevator made of marble walls, it was really small, though the polished marble was pretty... Well, before I could say anything, one of my college's shouted out, "You need to catch that man already! If you don't make a move he'll get away!"
So we both went after the guy in a strange airport. We lose him for a bit so, while I'm still being yelled at, I run up a ramp (still inside the airport) into the air plane (which is in the airport). I find a server who I wouldn't have suspected if it weren't for the Hawaiian sunset boxer/shorts with a tag that said some Biblical verse on it that I read aloud. He freaked out and I realized it was him.
Back at home.base, I'm still being scolded by my higher ups. [I could describe the scenery but it was kind of odd, navy blue tile, black desks, white and gray walls, cafe tables substituting dining tables, wall-less offices and some bed 'rooms' that were made with only three walls as well, two guys, two girls there, including me] A gruff, red-head, gun loving woman kept telling me that I'm good at what I do, but I'm just "too damn lazy to get anything done."
They didn't assign a mission for me right away so I sung out, "I'm making sweet potato curry for diner tonight!" She groans and the guys just ignore me. [I actually thought this was all real and my thoughts didn't help, I was thinking about the guy who made sweet potato curry while he was on his polyphasic sleep trials and other thoughts that I'd only get in real life]
I ran out to where the pool was to go to the fridge and couldn't seem to find anything I needed. I walked back calmly, the random spurt of cheer gone. Stopping as I crossed the pool, I noticed the little vacuum pool cleaner was on and shocked that the drain wasn't fully covered [it was near the moving vacuum]. I looked at the giant pool cleaner/cerulean deposit area that looked like a pool itself. "I don't think that was there before," I thought. I almost became lucid thinking about how I live in an apartment complex and don't own a pool but dream logic reasoned, 'but we just moved here of course we'd have a pool.' To believe this all occurred while I was staring at the cleaner thing.
I go back to my wing and we have another case, I had to stop a woman called , "Nako" [who I kept calling Nanako thinking I was saying Nako]. I went undercover and tried to be a random passerby-er who began to talk to her. She got angry, she seemed to have known me from somewhere long ago but I couldn't remember, so that made her all bitchy. She ran off.
Later, after attempting to sneak into her house and visiting one of my male [smoker] colleges for help, I found myself trying to climb up a fire escape ladder.
'Wait a minute, if I just believe, I can grow wings,' I thought, possibly semi-aware that this 'reality' wasn't the actual reality, but not realizing it was a dream. So out grew large, purple wings that vaguely resembled giant bat wings, minus the fuzz. I flew over the building, to find the famous singer/actress Nako screaming as white dragon wings twice the size of mine flap around. A large group of people had gathered around her. I had to stop her before she terrorized them [or else I'd be fired ^^'].
"I'll prove it to you once and for all," Nako screamed.
"Nanako, I don't understand. I don't even know you." And before we could fight, I woke up before my alarm clock yet again, slightly sleepy from using too many things to relax my aching muscles the night before [I used biofreeze, some melatonin, and loads of lavender extract, all for 7 hours of sleep]
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
03.27.07
Two Non-lucid dreams, I almost became lucid during the first dream but then it switched on me...
Dream one-
I was at school, in the class with the stupid project of carrying around flour, Parenting Skills [taking because my cousin survived it and I didn't want study hall]. So, I find myself with people who would never be there, people in either my first or sixth period class.
So the natural reaction would to be going 'WTF?!?' Right? Well, dreams never seem to follow those rules so before I have time to freak, I stab a hole in my flour sack's eye. Following a long list of curses, I get over the hole made and go ask a friend on how his sack's doing.
"Kevin? You know, I think we're supposed to have a flour sack, not... that..."
"Nah, you see, it's all good 'cause this bird here's waaayy better than any powder puff," he says, showing me his thrush [it looked like one at least, that or a swallow or sorts].
Lucky him, the bird ends his project early by flying out of the wicket ball and out through an open window right as he shows it to me.
"Smooth buddy, smooth." So I leave him be and realize how disproportionate the place is and how there are way too many kids here with faces I don't recognize [5th period's the only class where I have no clue who's who], I was close to doing an RC but I found a person clad in his trademark green sweater, Freddy.
I chat with him for a bit, it was rather a futile attempt, and end up grabbing some scissors and help out a friend [who I won't name because I've already named too many people already].
Class ends, I take the scissors with me and walk out with unnamed friend.
"Oops, looks like I took the teacher's stuff, oh well..." and I just chuck the pointy metal objects behind me.
I gazed up towards the trees that were supposed to be in our parking lot, only to find huge white pillars in there [and the parking lots'] stead. I realized I was dreaming and the dream ended.
Dream Two-
The trailed for 'Meet the Robinson's' came on and as I watched, things changed into some totally unrelated and obviously dream induced things.
I find myself talking to two large mice who convince me to free them from their twine ropes, only to have an animal [maybe it was a cat] dashes over to chase them.
I follow the mice and, in there rush, they fall into a [used] toilet, now as gross as it may seem, the dream me didn't even hesitate to pluck them out and wash them in the sink along with my hands. That was just gross... at least it was all liquid...
So then, while washing my hands in my parents' bathroom, I wake up before my alarm clock goes off [by about two minutes], attempting not to hyperventilate. That was an odd thing [and i suppose related to my sleep], I haven't hyperventilated in ages and I still have no clue as to why they occur. They might be shock induced but as you can tell, it doesn't take an abrupt sound for it to occur, just waking up triggers it.
I'm going to try to do WBTB's from now on to trigger lucids but first I need to either get my clock from my dad's over here or buy a cheap one. I might forget to reset my alarm if I don't, then my whole family's screwed at getting to work on time. Joy.
Dream one-
I was at school, in the class with the stupid project of carrying around flour, Parenting Skills [taking because my cousin survived it and I didn't want study hall]. So, I find myself with people who would never be there, people in either my first or sixth period class.
So the natural reaction would to be going 'WTF?!?' Right? Well, dreams never seem to follow those rules so before I have time to freak, I stab a hole in my flour sack's eye. Following a long list of curses, I get over the hole made and go ask a friend on how his sack's doing.
"Kevin? You know, I think we're supposed to have a flour sack, not... that..."
"Nah, you see, it's all good 'cause this bird here's waaayy better than any powder puff," he says, showing me his thrush [it looked like one at least, that or a swallow or sorts].
Lucky him, the bird ends his project early by flying out of the wicket ball and out through an open window right as he shows it to me.
"Smooth buddy, smooth." So I leave him be and realize how disproportionate the place is and how there are way too many kids here with faces I don't recognize [5th period's the only class where I have no clue who's who], I was close to doing an RC but I found a person clad in his trademark green sweater, Freddy.
I chat with him for a bit, it was rather a futile attempt, and end up grabbing some scissors and help out a friend [who I won't name because I've already named too many people already].
Class ends, I take the scissors with me and walk out with unnamed friend.
"Oops, looks like I took the teacher's stuff, oh well..." and I just chuck the pointy metal objects behind me.
I gazed up towards the trees that were supposed to be in our parking lot, only to find huge white pillars in there [and the parking lots'] stead. I realized I was dreaming and the dream ended.
Dream Two-
The trailed for 'Meet the Robinson's' came on and as I watched, things changed into some totally unrelated and obviously dream induced things.
I find myself talking to two large mice who convince me to free them from their twine ropes, only to have an animal [maybe it was a cat] dashes over to chase them.
I follow the mice and, in there rush, they fall into a [used] toilet, now as gross as it may seem, the dream me didn't even hesitate to pluck them out and wash them in the sink along with my hands. That was just gross... at least it was all liquid...
So then, while washing my hands in my parents' bathroom, I wake up before my alarm clock goes off [by about two minutes], attempting not to hyperventilate. That was an odd thing [and i suppose related to my sleep], I haven't hyperventilated in ages and I still have no clue as to why they occur. They might be shock induced but as you can tell, it doesn't take an abrupt sound for it to occur, just waking up triggers it.
I'm going to try to do WBTB's from now on to trigger lucids but first I need to either get my clock from my dad's over here or buy a cheap one. I might forget to reset my alarm if I don't, then my whole family's screwed at getting to work on time. Joy.
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