Laid down: 2:21 A.M.
Got up about 6 A.M.
Remembered no dreams.
Layed back down for a nap about 9 A.M.
Awoke about 10:15 A.M.
Lucid much of the time.
Dream diary wasn't around so I used the digital recorder. I might try to transcribe later, but here's a summary ----
I'm fighting with J_______. I start to suspect I'm dreaming. I say to myself "If I'm dreaming I should be able to burn a hole in the wooden railing for the stairs" So I hold out my right hand and start concentrating. Some sort of liquid starts spraying out my palm in a very focused stream and starts burning a hole in the wood. The wood is smoldering, smoking, and melting, but it doesn't catch on fire. The railing turns into a thick wooden table. The wood starts washing away as the stream from my palm grows stronger. The wood is very grainy.
I'm now convinced this has to be a dream so I turn to J_______. I'm still mad. I know it's a dream, but I'm still mad. I decide I need to get away from this scene, J_______ tries to stop me. She has a handsome young doctor there to help stop me. He's in a white lab coat. His hair is dark with a short cut ---- more military than doctor.
I make a gesture and this burning liquid sprays up and out of my palm in a mist. It all comes down on the doctor. He is in pain and is rubbing his eyes. He sais he needs to get out.
Iam relieved he's OK. Again, I know it's a dream, but I'm relieved nonetheless. I have the thought that encouraging or allowing aggression in this situation is a bad thing -- even in a dream.
The doc and I walk outside. I WOOSH off into the sky.
When I come down a few seconds later I'm at what looks like a university. It's evening and kids are milling about. I'm walking around looking for anything interesting. I wake up in bed. I move around a bit in bed and think about getting up and looking for my dream diary, but decide I should try getting back to the dream.
A few seconds later I see the same university scene as before. I walk up stone steps and into a building. Actors are preparing for a play --- Calderon's "Life is a Dream". This makes me chuckle.
I try to stay with this scene, but keep waking and re-entering the dream. While at the university I flew around a lot and glided about a foot off the surface of the ground.
I think to myself I should attempt something cool. I decide I should attempt to predict the next numbers in the Arizona PowerBall. I grab a pen and slip of paper and speak aloud, "The first winning number in the next Arizona PowerBall is..." and I waited. I repeated this several times with slightly different wording.
Finally I break down and say "I'm expecting to see a number I can use in the PowerBall drawing"
Seconds later there are numbers everywhere. They're on furniture, written on clothing, the floor, everywhere.
I get the idea to ask one of the actors in the play. Now I recognize him from an Old Navy commercial on TV, but I didn't recognize him at the time of dreaming. I ask the actor for PowerBall numbers and he tells me he already had some prepared and reaches into his button-up shirt and pulls out a stiff sheet of paper about half the size of a newspaper ---- how in th world? Oh yeah, I'm dreaming.
I realize that writing these numbers down in the dream does no good and gamble that I'm going to forget most of the dreaming I've done so far (correct -- there was just too much) so I need to find a way to get these numbers to the waking world.
I wake up again and there's a pencil and blue 1-subject spiral bound notebook nearby. I set up the notebook so I can write while still in the dream and I nod off once more. I decipther the actor's writing and copy the numbers to my notebook precariously --- carefully so as to not wake up too soon. Finally I have a full set of numbers and wake myself with notebook in hand. Then it occurs to me -------------------
Idon't use notebooks like that near the bed!
How insidious! How many were real and how many were false awakenings? That explains why I was able to get back to the same scene so easily.
P.S. The PowerBall is 31
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Kriss Kross'll Make Ya Jump-Jump Thursday 06072001
I woke up at exactly 7:30 A.M. and fell back asleep. I had a false awakening in which I got up and put on my baggy blue jeans. They were even baggier in the dream. I started to tyr and jump in them.
J_______ tells me I have a phone call. It's my step father. He wants me to come see him.
I speak with J_______ for a bit. Then I wake up again and the time is 7:34 A.M.
----- When I was jumping, there was something odd about the motion. I would go up in the air, pause, and glide down slowly.
J_______ tells me I have a phone call. It's my step father. He wants me to come see him.
I speak with J_______ for a bit. Then I wake up again and the time is 7:34 A.M.
----- When I was jumping, there was something odd about the motion. I would go up in the air, pause, and glide down slowly.
Wednesday 06062001
Flying along the shore in a coastal town I've dreamed of before. I am completely lucid. Several times I feel a tendancy toward fear. I tell myself it's only a dream, it's a beautiful place and I should enjoy it.
I am walking along a sidewalk and come to a little area like an overgrown bus stop. I stop and take off my shoes (brown rockports). I notice people are gathering at the "bus stop" in some sort of familiar group setting. There are odd posters and graffiti I never noticed before which mention themes of vampirism, satanism, spiritualism, etc. This group has gathered to intellectualize these things.
A young woman notices me and comes to talk to me. We decide we will leave. I put my shoes back on. I look at my feet and realize I have on one rockport and one skecher. We begin searching for a matching pair. She finds a matching skecher. I tell her I want one like the other. Now there are shoes everywhere. She finds the other rockport. We are off. -----
I just realized I could have described this no-named girl better. She was about 5' - 5" with shoulder lenth black hair, blue eyes, fair skin and red lipstick.
Also, I had music playing at the "bus stop". Part of the lyrics stated we should stop thinking. The group gathering did not like this so I decided to leave.
NOTE: The noisemaker was on the rain setting and I was burning sweet incense.
I am walking along a sidewalk and come to a little area like an overgrown bus stop. I stop and take off my shoes (brown rockports). I notice people are gathering at the "bus stop" in some sort of familiar group setting. There are odd posters and graffiti I never noticed before which mention themes of vampirism, satanism, spiritualism, etc. This group has gathered to intellectualize these things.
A young woman notices me and comes to talk to me. We decide we will leave. I put my shoes back on. I look at my feet and realize I have on one rockport and one skecher. We begin searching for a matching pair. She finds a matching skecher. I tell her I want one like the other. Now there are shoes everywhere. She finds the other rockport. We are off. -----
I just realized I could have described this no-named girl better. She was about 5' - 5" with shoulder lenth black hair, blue eyes, fair skin and red lipstick.
Also, I had music playing at the "bus stop". Part of the lyrics stated we should stop thinking. The group gathering did not like this so I decided to leave.
NOTE: The noisemaker was on the rain setting and I was burning sweet incense.
Saturday 06022001
Last night I dreamed of Jesus.
He had J_______ and I wait outside his house as he went in to prepare something for us. I was peaking through a window and saw someone instructing or teaching others. There was this image:
It is a couple rings or chain links with a nail through it.
Jesus finally came to the door me and J_______ were at. He was going to have us come in one at a time and stand in front of another door and knock. He wrapped a chain around my waist and I was rehearsing my line, "To you in bondage I cam..."
My wife woke me up saying I was talking and crying.
A videogame took up my entire field of vision. It was much like Jet Moto, but better. There was some awesome music. I began to copy the music as well as I could with my voice.
My wife woke me saying I needed to be quiet (snoring). I re-entered the dream. (She continues to talk to me until the end of dream) It took a bit of time. The music was awesome!
(Still uncertain whether J_______ really woke me up in the middle of this dream or not. She said she did wake me up for snoring, but she did not continue talking.)
He had J_______ and I wait outside his house as he went in to prepare something for us. I was peaking through a window and saw someone instructing or teaching others. There was this image:
It is a couple rings or chain links with a nail through it.
Jesus finally came to the door me and J_______ were at. He was going to have us come in one at a time and stand in front of another door and knock. He wrapped a chain around my waist and I was rehearsing my line, "To you in bondage I cam..."
My wife woke me up saying I was talking and crying.
Lucid from the start.
A videogame took up my entire field of vision. It was much like Jet Moto, but better. There was some awesome music. I began to copy the music as well as I could with my voice.
My wife woke me saying I needed to be quiet (snoring). I re-entered the dream. (She continues to talk to me until the end of dream) It took a bit of time. The music was awesome!
(Still uncertain whether J_______ really woke me up in the middle of this dream or not. She said she did wake me up for snoring, but she did not continue talking.)
Sunday 05132001
There is a cat attacking my hand.
I take note of the sensation. I realize I am dreaming. I begin to run through the streets. I come to a beach. The buildings of downtown Phoenix are all around this beach. I fly along this beach. The waves pick up and the weather becomes stormy. I land somewhere. (content omitted)...
I begin to think about how long I have been dreaming and how I have maintained lucidity.
I begin by picking out a large shard of glass sticking out of my foot. I was wrong! There was pain. There was something odd about the pain though. I could sense it was not coming from my "real" foot. A similar type of pain was felt when the cat was biting and scratching my hand.
I also removed little zipper baggies (Zipper baggies embedded in my foot as if they were glass or thorns.). like I use to see when my step father use to sell drugs. There was also a larger baggie filled with an odd substance. It looked like it use to be liquid but was now solid. It was a reddish amber color.
At about three A.M. J______ got a page. She called the person and got information about a sick shild. I got up and went to the bathroom. In a short while we both went back to sleep. I entered a dream lucid.
There was rain and flying and a wolf/dog and then a fading of imagery. I tried spinning, but it did not work. Short dream
I was in a New Age/ Natural Wonders type shop. It had bath salts, incense, ESP games, and this cool little cylinder with colored sands in it. If you shook the cylinder and thought of someone, it would make a sand sculpture that resembled what you were thinking. I did not buy anything. I was told the shop was closing. I wound up behind the shop in an alley.
MARGINAL NOTE: There was weight and other similar sensations to objects of this dream.
fragments:
-I ws following a sea turtle in his search for home. He went long distances over land and water.
-I was retrieving a boat I had to abandon. I went with several others in another boat over the stormy sea to retrieve this boat.
comments:
I think all of the rain and water elements in my dreams are coming from the white noise maker we have on when we sleep. We usually have it on the "rain" setting.
I take note of the sensation. I realize I am dreaming. I begin to run through the streets. I come to a beach. The buildings of downtown Phoenix are all around this beach. I fly along this beach. The waves pick up and the weather becomes stormy. I land somewhere. (content omitted)...
I begin to think about how long I have been dreaming and how I have maintained lucidity.
I become aware of a change in my character. I am now a cocaine addict!
I am walking barefoot in downtown Phoenix. I feel pain in my right foot. I look at the foot. There are many things embedded in my foot. I still know I am dreaming and I rationalize that removing these things from my foot will be painless.I begin by picking out a large shard of glass sticking out of my foot. I was wrong! There was pain. There was something odd about the pain though. I could sense it was not coming from my "real" foot. A similar type of pain was felt when the cat was biting and scratching my hand.
I also removed little zipper baggies (Zipper baggies embedded in my foot as if they were glass or thorns.). like I use to see when my step father use to sell drugs. There was also a larger baggie filled with an odd substance. It looked like it use to be liquid but was now solid. It was a reddish amber color.
At about three A.M. J______ got a page. She called the person and got information about a sick shild. I got up and went to the bathroom. In a short while we both went back to sleep. I entered a dream lucid.
There was rain and flying and a wolf/dog and then a fading of imagery. I tried spinning, but it did not work. Short dream
I was in a New Age/ Natural Wonders type shop. It had bath salts, incense, ESP games, and this cool little cylinder with colored sands in it. If you shook the cylinder and thought of someone, it would make a sand sculpture that resembled what you were thinking. I did not buy anything. I was told the shop was closing. I wound up behind the shop in an alley.
MARGINAL NOTE: There was weight and other similar sensations to objects of this dream.
fragments:
-I ws following a sea turtle in his search for home. He went long distances over land and water.
-I was retrieving a boat I had to abandon. I went with several others in another boat over the stormy sea to retrieve this boat.
comments:
I think all of the rain and water elements in my dreams are coming from the white noise maker we have on when we sleep. We usually have it on the "rain" setting.
Saturday 05122001
I had a false awakening this morning. My wife got up, but I fell back asleep. I dreamed I got up with her though. I set the alarm clock. I spoke with her a bit Then I woke up again. J_______ was in the living room making noises with the cell phone. I think the noises were incorporated into the dream.
Laid down to take a nap at about 2:00p.m.
Never got to sleep. There was a feeling of bodily distortion and then this grew into feelings of motion. Odd gyrating and pulsing sensations. Sense of direction was confused. Many odd sensations I don't know how to describe. I tried to focus on my "third eye", but my eyes would not stay still.
Laid down to take a nap at about 2:00p.m.
Never got to sleep. There was a feeling of bodily distortion and then this grew into feelings of motion. Odd gyrating and pulsing sensations. Sense of direction was confused. Many odd sensations I don't know how to describe. I tried to focus on my "third eye", but my eyes would not stay still.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Thursday 05032001
This bug that bit my friend is about as big as my foot.
I also dremt I was late for my job on Mill Ave. I couldn't remember which coffeehouse I was to work at... Starbucks or Coffee Plantation. I went into C.P.
R______ W________ (instructor and dean at UACT) was manager. As I sipped on my mocha I realized I had the wrong coffeehouse.
There was some sort of dream in which I was receiving call after call on the cell phone. J_______'s friend K____ was there. I got a call from T_____ H___ (someone I had a couple of dates with 8 years ago). She lived on the same street as the house I was visiting. She wouldn't talk to me.
There was some kind of party going on down at the pool at the Hotel. No one I was with wanted to go down to the party. I went alone. I settled into this oversized hot tub. The women were warming up to the men. One was showing some interest in me but decided she liked girls better. Another came over to me though. I then realized most of these people were vampires. The girl in front of me was Fairuza Balk. (I became lucid) I pleaded with her but it was no good. I asked how badly it hurt. She bit my lip and then grabbed a bottle of blood and poured it into my mouth and said it was done.
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