International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

11-09-11 I wake up in my bed and have a feeling I am dreaming. I am having trouble opening my right eye. I ask the dream for more vision which it gives me. I am about to just fly through the window as normal, but decide to take a bit of time stabilising the dream this time.

I do this by grabbing hold of the curtain by the window and really looking at my plants in the window. I normally only have one plant in the window and it looks smaller in the dream than it does in waking life. Besides engaging touch and vision I also try and smell my plants, though without success, however when I do this one of the plants transform right in front of me, which I consider a bit odd as normally I can't really make transformations of objects all that well, but hey it wasn't intentional.

After some time of doing all of this I sit myself down in the window and notice the weather is grey and drizzling. I think to myself that it is pretty much as it was in waking life. I feel like I am getting ill in waking life and the cold and wind from dream environment is uncomfortable for me so I sit and spend a bit of time altering the chilling sensations so I can still feel them, but without the “cold” feeling attached.

I fly upwards and encounter an Asian woman hanging in the air along with some laundry out for drying. I am about to just fly past her, but decide to interact a bit, considering the possibility that this may not be a DC. I ask her name, which is really weird and I semi-hate myself for not remembering, and tell her “That is a weird name”, to which she replies “Not as weird as yours!” “Oh yeah, what is my name?” I ask “Stefan Vamt” she replies and I have to concede “Yeah, that is a weird name”.

Note: First time a DC has given me a name completely different to my own.

I have been flying around her a bit in order to keep off the ground, at one point I did try just hovering, which went fine, so I don't know why I have been flying around. In any case I get sent spinning into circles, which I at first try to stop.

“You know what, Spinning, not a bad idea, lets try” So I spin and it nearly crashes the dream and I abort mid way (I think). However I get slung off to one side onto a building my vision faded from the dream completely, but I manage to grab hold of the edge of the roof and start crawling onto the roof until I can feel the roof top (it is a pointy roof) and I start making my way towards the gable.

When I get to the gable I start getting flashes of the building and more specifically the small water pools at the ground. I decide to try and relax a bit while keeping my sense of touch in the dream. Soon enough the dream stabilises and I take off into flight towards the building across the gap. I decide to just take it easy and observe what the dream presents.

When I think this the yellow brick wall becomes enriched with detail and I start ascending (not in a spiritual sense). I can't help the expectation that pops into my head as I am going upwards “El Castillo is going to be at the top of the building” which to my joy it is.

I make my way towards the pyramid that this time actually looks like the actual thing. There are ceremonial artefacts (if you can call crafted objects in a dream artefacts as they aren't necessarily man made), like pottery and such at the top level next to the temple building atop the pyramid.

I shout out “Fellow dreamers!”, but again my voice seem to be blurry and the words come out slower than normal and at this point I give up on trying to light the beacon, but instead go exploring.

I turn around and see constructions similar to my first visit. There are columns and archways all over the place and the jungle floor is scattered with smaller buildings all made in something that looks like sandstone.

The amazing thing is that these buildings doesn't seem intrusive as the foliage is allowed to grow freely, even more astonishing is the sense of living it provides to the city. A perfect integration of architecture and nature, where one adds beauty to the other in a synergistic fashion.

I look down and spot a large figure and recognise it as one of the feline figures I saw in my first visit here and decide to go and introduce myself. When I get down there it turns out to be a somewhat different figure, as essentially this is a big grey/white cat. It is however a few heads taller than me, has quite the...ehhh.. big bones, is bipedal and dressed in clothing that seems foreign to the city I am in.

It comes over to me and greets me, it knows about me from the first time I was here as I apparently made quite a gossip. I grab it's out stretched paw.

I wake up.
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I am in a shop where a couple of my old friends are running it. Furthermore they have an area out back where there are houses and other shops. I walk out into the back and and start talking with the older brother, who doesn't actually look like what I remember and he is wearing overalls.

I ask him if the entire back housing is theirs as well and he looks around and indicate that not only the houses, but all the shops around the rectangular yard belong to them as well.

Impressive I think to myself, even that shop up on the corner I once visited is theirs. I walk back into the shop and watch the youngest of the brothers handle a purchase, he seems little more than a baby now and has grown considerably younger.

I walk out the shop and down the street that transforms into a hallway by first turning into a tunnel type thing. I notice one of the gates on the right hand side is open and know that this is where they keep the Tyrannosaurus, so I can't help but always looking back towards that gate and expect a T Rex come running out, I am close to my room anyway.

Notes: I finaly understand the term semi-lucid now as this is exactly what I was, I knew I was dreaming sort of, I just hadn't “awoken” yet.

I open the door to my room on the left hand side and expect a Veloci Raptor (look at my extensive Jurassic Park knowledge of ancient reptiles!) to attack me, even if it does I will just punch it in its face.

As I walk through my vision starts to fade and I am questioning if I am dreaming, but then I notice that my bass is standing upright against one of the sofa's and I know it to be lying on the floor, more specifically I know it to be lying on the floor between the window (where I am trying to go) and me.

I stabilise by breathing and calming down and gradually my visual sphere of perception is filled out with my room. Along with that I notice that there are quite a lot of tall trees outside in the garden that wouldn't normally be there. I notice that the weather is very similar to the last dream.

Before I fly out the window I expect El Castillo to be on my right hand side and start flying through the window. But I end up face against the glass and have to break it in order to get through. I fly upwards and to the right and there is something that looks like the pyramid but isn't quite that.

My flight is terrible and I end up slamming into a yellow building and have to climb up the roof. But strangely I decide to fuck worrying about my lack of control, which seems to strengthen it gradually as the dream progress.

From the roof of the yellow building I look across at yet another yellow building and run towards it and leap taking off into flight (which is back to normal now). In the top flat on the corner of the building there is a television set running and I think “Great, gonna port there through TV!” which I try, but am unsuccessful.

I think I just end up on the other side of the building and as I look up there are again loads of buildings that look like El Castillo, but isn't. So I decide to just give up and start flying down the street. The city reminds me of a mixture between Barcelona and a Moroccan city.



Colours and buildings shaped like that. But the streets are modern and wide and there is plenty of life and activity in the restaurants and bars in the one I am in.

Like this.



I notice my mum sitting at a bar that is facing the streets wearing a cowboy hat. I carry on down the street and decides to chill a bit. What was the TotM? something about elements and walking on water. Well no water for me to walk on here, but plenty of wine glasses filled with it.

I sit down and reach my hand out towards a glass of water and make it boil and bubble. I intend to grab it out of the glass and hold it in the air, but someone talks to me from the back before I get a chance of exercising more control.

The voice makes me think I don't have much time left, which is weird and I don't even turn around to see who it was. I continue down and find a candle on one of the tables. I start pulling the fire towards me and the flame lengthens towards my hand.

Lame I think and carry on and find two candles on a table with a stranger sat next to it. I first pull rather hard mentally which extinguish one of the candles. I try again fairly hard, but with a bit more of a gentle build-up of force until the little flame leaps from the candle and into my hand where it continue to burn for a couple of seconds until I wake up.
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Fragments: Sleeping at Kaiser's place.

Picking up some old winning tickets from my grandmother who is deceased.

Flying around observing things without a body (non-lucid).

Mayatara's Dream

I had this dream last night. I wasn't trying to attempt a shared dream or to even go to Chichen Itza. I was dreaming I was at my hometown and I got lucid and landed on top of a large square rooftop, which I though was of a normal building. Today I saw the Chichen Itza scheme here on this page and realized it looked so much like it! Even the strange ramp going up to the top of the building, which I found unusual to be on a normal building. I think I actually dreamt of Chichen Itza, therefore I had to post the dream here. Eventually there could be some synchronism with other dreamers.

"(...) Eventually I headed to my hometown. I lived some adventures down the way, but nothing worth mentioning. What matters is that eventually I got lucid there and I flew up in the air to absorb the detailed landscape from above while deciding what to do with my LD.
I landed on top of a large concrete building on top of a hill and I planned to pursue my latest adventure of getting the sword of Manjushri from the guy who had it. But as I was summoning a portal to go to the land of Aud, two giant white wolves appeared out of nowhere, growling and looking for a way to get me. I felt safe, because I was on top of a building, but then I noticed there was a ramp on the back of the building, from the hill directly to this rooftop, which I could swear wasn't there before. They were getting really close and I decided to jump through the portal I had opened, although I hadn't clearly figured where I wanted to land.
Anyway, I think I landed in Aud, I just didn't know exactly what part of it. It was a rough landing. I fell on the ground with my bottom. Everything was pitch dark and I realized it was night. I could feel grass under my hands and hear a murmur of water to my right side. I was afraid the wolves could have crossed the portal to, but after a while of hearing no threatening sound, I was rest assured I was all by myself. I cringed against a warm rock waiting for the morning. When the sky started to light up I saw I was on some prairie, with a lake and a forest in the horizon. I guessed the forest was the one around the town of Denn, but before I could even make plans about what to do next, I started waking up...

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

No recall from the night before this

04-09-11 Weeds themed dream, fragments only. Silas and Shane are there.

I find myself a big bag of weed and fancy a smoke, but I am missing the tobacco. I head for the shop and tell myself that I need to get rid of the tobacco after having smoked up, so I won't take up smoking cigarettes again.
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I am in a museum or shop of some description and there is an exhibition going on in one of the back rooms. There is a poster on the building that explains that there are two types of fees that you can select between.

I approach the guard sitting in the museum and asks him what type of payment I should select. “entry fee” and “support”, are the two options. He recommends just entry fee, he doesn't believe I will be taking advantage of the full benefits of support. I end up paying 3 fees and feel a bit ripped off.

When I get in I am surprised to see that it isn't an exhibition on parrots as I had expected, but rather medical equipment. More specifically I am told it is Orthopedic tools and procedures, which makes sense when I look at the pictures and some of the people there.

Thure arrives and I wonder how he got in so quickly and if he has even paid his ticket. We wander around for a little while before leaving as the exhibition isn't that relevant for us. I feel a bit annoyed having paid the money I have, though I find consolation that at least they are being used charitably.
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There is a blonde woman with us outside and it is late afternoon/evening I think. Someone asks where we are supposed to go and I point in the direction I know to be correct. The woman tells me that it wasn't the way we came and she would like to take the route she knows to be correct.

I let her, because I briefly doubt myself if I have made the right call. We start walking shortly after having a small discussion if it is OK to do it like that.

As we walk I look out towards my right and find a landmark I know. I had been pointing in the right direction, but we just carry on though the road I suggested would have been much quicker.

Notes: I am unsure if this fragment here is part of the above mentioned dream or the one below.
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I am walking through the streets at night, the place feels like Bournemouth though on retrospection it looks nothing like it.

There are loads of pushers walking around, selling mainly weed and hash. I keep just refusing them, feeling like I might become addicted if I say yes.

At one point I run into an Old friend, Mark. He is one of the pushers and I just walk past him like I have the others. However I look back towards him and he turns and looks at me, then recognise me and throw me a lump of hash free of charge.

The texture is very soft compared to how it normally feels and I can sort of rub it out between my fingers.
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Think there are huge chunks of the dream missing.

I am walking around in a field, which isn't a farmed field. The grass is yellowish and the sun looks like late afternoon.

We are a few of us there looking for either a monkey, a kid or a wolf. This whatever it is has threatened one of the group with a knife.

The knife has been found a bit up the field and it looks like a mixture of a scouts knife and a machete. Something is ironic with this thing that was after one of us, something about him being left out in the rain because.. argh.. shaky recall.

We hear singing and dancing behind us and turn around to see native Americans, or people honouring aspects of native American culture, singing and dancing around a fire.

“Awesome, that is cool” I say and from the right hand side two of our crew members come out and start making their way to join them.
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Birds eye view of Nancy and Andy (from Weeds again, nearly done watching them all I swear) on a cliff side. There is a small narrow passageway and there is a long way down, yet still they are fighting, slapping each other and running past one another.
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I am looking at a car driving through a tunnel. All of a sudden a person jumps from the side walk with a generous amount of clothes and boxes onto the front window of the car. She latches onto it and start punching through the soft fabric of the roof of the car.

The woman remnds me of Lisbeth, with rather big eyes and long curly brown hair.

The driver, a vampire, looks annoyed, but calm and collected he just raises his gun and pulls the trigger roughly in the area of where her arm is poking through. She looks up and I think is as stunned as I am that the bullet missed her.

There is a voice that beckons her to stay in character for just a bit longer, which she tries to.

When she gets off the car it is in a strange fashion. She sorts of slips down the hood and under the car. There is a small rectangular window from inside the car over one of the wheels, which are train wheels. Through this window/hole you see the woman get cut through the middle of her body by the train wheel.

Apparently this was part of the plan cause next thing that happens is that two grey vampires or demons come flying through the air holding onto the woman, who is now also completely grey. You get the feeling that she is receiving healing.

The perspective is no longer rushing behind the car but is stationary outside the tunnel. Along the two demons holding onto her there is also another demon that looks like a mixture between a dog and a horse, also completely grey, though I also have this feeling that the grey thing is temporary.

The demon dog/horse seems like the leader of the pack and is holding a vampire in it's jaws around his midsection.

We are preparing for confrontation. I see multiple vampires appear, one of them looks a lot like he could be in Kiss, with the whole black leather outfit along with half a mask completely white.

I believe the first wave of vamps is handled by our strike force, but the next one is handled by me. We have pushed into a large circular hall of sorts. I am using magic. I pull up these redish energy shields that bubble up from the ground and surrounds the people in the room.

I position myself a bit better so I can manage to cover all of us while still be in the front to face the vamps. They start by rushing the shield and bounce back off of it. Then I grab a few of them mentally and keep slamming them against the shield, which looks rather weird from the birds eye perspective I am in. This little group I have hold off is bouncing in between the rest of the vamps placed in the front.

After a while of this small chunks fall off the vampires and I know that the ones starting to drop this are done for.

The shield is still up and the next move I attempt I am not sure if I am successful with, though I think I am partially. I kneel down and point my hand, fingers spread out, towards the opposing team and start rambling in some weird language that I probably made up myself. The concluding word is Fuego!

The spell I am throwing is intended to send a wave of fire through the vamps, but when I look at it from the birds eye view it looks only like the first couple of lines starts igniting, though the flame wave is invisible.

I am back in my body and keep my eyes closed visualising how the vamps will just ignite instead, it will do the trick equally as good as the flame wave I intended.

While knelt down I get a stray thought of Raistlin of Dragon Lance and Cameron steps up to me and say “Brother, with your new strength you are decimating them”. He also sounds concerned if I will be able to hold it up for long. The new strength he is referring to is the Winter Knight mantle of Dresden so there is a big happy mix up of literary mages in me.

“Silence!” I shout through my teeth. Decimation is not enough. These creatures need to be exterminated so I call up the next spell. False Dawn. Should be nasty towards vampires and I again am watching myself from the outside, as I start channelling energy.

All of the group is huddled under my shield and there is a sigil appearing over me that looks a bit like the eye of Horus and is growing brighter and brighter. At the same time I look through the massive windows on opposite sides (if you can talk about sides in a circle), and it looks like dawn is coming.

I wake up, feeling elated and happy, channelling magic always seem to do that for me.
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My family and I are taking off, this is the last day of the holiday and as can only be expected they are in a hurry to get back. My sister tells me to pack up and get ready, because we are not going to wait much longer.

We are driving some big family car, quite similar to the one my parents have just invested in though with much more space in the back.

As we are driving I want to lay down and get a small nap. This mission of mine is complicated by the fact that my niece is out and about actually just walking around in the car. She gets over to me and starts talking to me, she seems excited and she calls my name in what I perceive to be her first words.

My sister and brother-in-law stand up and lean towards the back window so there is a lot of room for my niece to play around. She just won't shut up having just discovered language. I lie down and ask my parents where the hell we are anyway as I have no idea where or why we have been on holiday.

Poland my mother tells me and I think “fine”. I look up towards my niece and see that besides her now talking away like mad, walking around like there is no tomorrow she also has a full set of teeth, so I decide to look at my hand.

My hand looks perfectly normal, but the whole scenario is just too weird for me not to be dreaming. So I start flying backwards through the rear window and through it.

I spend a bit of time looking around stabilising a bit, but Chichén Itzá is on my mind from the start. I am in the middle of a village, where the shops and restaurants look like they do in Århus, but the city is much smaller and seems more like a village in the country side.

I ask around for Chichén Itzá and I am told that it is just up the road, however I think that the person who told me this might just be referring to a restaurant with that name.

Superman comes walking down the pedestrian zone and I think “Brilliant, you can take me there quickly”. So I ask Superman to take me to Chichén Itzá and he complains a bit about being super busy, but I insist that it will only take him like 10 seconds or so and he agrees.

So I run to catch up with him and then I see another Superman coming walking down in the opposite direction, great two of you will get me there twice as fast. I was worried that the first one might just me a person dressing up, and now I am sort of convinced though I keep trying to believe that they can really take me where I want to go.

They grab my hands and hold them above my and their heads before they throw me up in the air and I land maybe 5 metres down the road. Wicked, no cigar.

I start walking through and open restaurant, meaning the street just sort of turns into the restaurant. As I get to the back of it Line from my primary school class greets me and welcomes me to the reunion. I give her a brief hug and look around at the assembly. I don't particularly see anyone I recognise, but assume them to be my old class.

I excuse myself and tell them all that I have somewhere I need to be and jump backwards out of a window, to the surprise of my old school mates. They draw sharp breaths and sigh as they see my descent turn into a small flight step.

I fall from maybe 10 metres and is briefly scared of this. I look up to my left and the landscape keeps going up. There is a stream with some weird statues of really large pigs/cows (one of them reminds me a lot of the grey demon dog/horse from the previous dream).

I fly up the stream and notice some farmland on my right at one point and I know this zone to be unproductive for my efforts at getting to the pyramid. So I look to my left out over the village I have just been in. It looks weird like a small village with the buildings of a larger city.

The landscape starts blurring a bit so I verbally command an increase in clarity, which I am successful with. Then I look up at the sun and demand more lighting. Compared to the darkness of night from before I get a slight improvement to dawn like light. I keep shouting out for more and the sun obeys me but only in a small circle in front of me.

After a while I sense my speech becoming blurry and as expected wake up about 1 second after this realisation.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

Vesterguard's Dream

Note: Had no recall for yesterday's attempt so haven't posted anything, however I hope my fairly productive night will make up for this

22-08-11 I am at a supernatural convention. Basically it is a big hall where beasts and entities are gathered to find work or clans to hang out with. I am some kind of vampire and assassin and I am there with a mate who is a therianthrope.

We have little cards that describe who and what we are and what sort of salary we are entitled to. My mate gets almost double of my 200 dollars, because he is a shifter and not just a vamp like me. We try and find work where there is room for both of us, which I think we are successful at.

There may be an attack on the convention, which forces a skip to our new workplace.

There is a female assassin dressed in detailed black/dark leather armour. I am somehow connected to this female, we seem to have special abilities. She can teleport and I am busy teaching myself how to fly in the courtyard of the hangout to increase my value.

At first it is just long jumps with a slow fall towards the ground. Gradually I manage to remain airborne by adding large swimming motions with my arms and as the dream progress the movement requirements gets smaller and smaller.

In the same courtyard the female assassin demonstrates her teleporting abilities by porting with the werewolf I am becoming friends with (might be my mate from the beginnig, though so may the female). She ports up drop off the wolf that starts falling she ports again, and the again while she keeps picking up the wolf and taking him higher and higher into the air.

Her teleporting looks like Nightcrawler of the X-men films with the black smoke after each port.

Our boss is there watching and I start flying around, while explaining the obvious benefits of having a flying vamp around. This I do to get a raise (xD). I think I manage to convince the boss, because he starts talking about us already moving into executive range, I am happy, so is my mate.

I fly upwards sort of spiraling it is daylight and the sky is very blue with quite some amount of clouds in it, we are in a different larger rectangular courtyard, we fly upwards and I start to wonder how high I can go (My very first lucid included the experience of flying upwards and then reappearing at the ground later, thought it to be lack of imagination).

I realise I can keep going, but it will just take time. I land on the building and starts running immediately, I am joined by my friend (I know not if this was the werewolf or the lady, though I am having trouble disentangling them at this point).

I run as fast as I can for the sheer pleassure, I jump off the edge, enjoys the fall and takes off into flight at the last moment. I then fly to a little café on an elevated wooden platform and grabs the head of an elderly female before she realise what is going on, I drink a tiny bit from her neck and mind trick her into forgetting. I might give her blood to help heal (TB style).

I look around no one seems to have noticed, I know I am the type that wouldn't kill, I know I only need a tiny bit of blood, though I am a bit unsure as to how much this business of flying will drain my reserves.

Skip.

First mission, we are in the realm of fae, we are in a building, with very small rooms, essentially not high enough to the ceiling for me to take off into flight. We are here investigating, something has happened and we need info.

We end up in front of a small table with goblins/dwarf/halfling type creatues around, towards one of the bookshelves in the corner (which later appear on the table) I see a plop, it looks a bit like the non-specific construct when Reynolds is first learning about his ring in Green Lantern from the bird man, though I only see a part and glimpse of it and the colour is silver to grey.

I know magic has been used then and I suspect we are talking about mind fucking magic (against the laws, as all Dresden readers will know ^^). The air around the table has taken on a misty blue feeling, feels more dense and colourful than waking life (outside the fae realm).

I am about to switch on my sight, which will allow me to observe residual magic, I press the spot of my third eye, but realise there is fae/goblin around us and they seem to be helping at the minute, so I ask them to do it, because the sight off course will be with me forever and it might look really nasty.

First I ask right, but he says he aint a practitioner, then I ask the halfling/dwarf on my left and he does it and confirms that there be residual magic, mind magic, from the way it looks he confirms that it has been “used for construction”.

I get the meaning of this, someone is running around acting on either wrong ideas or images.

Slight skip, due to montage and a mainly orange piece of crude artwork that describes fire goblins (one of the people I was just talking to) it says that they are vicious, can kill themselves or bring beasts in for the fun as well without any particular preference, they will follow your lead one moment and turn on you the next.

Dangerous fuckers in other words.

Skip.

Back in the realm of the faeries I have a birds eye view of a river with green beds and lots of plants, I see a woman headed in one direction and then a person (presumably a fire goblin) shouts out for his beasts to start a good hunt, I see wolves, raptors and other beings as well start darting towards the woman.

Then there is a voice that says “... for questions three” and the woman (apparently a cunning wizard) latch on to the opportunity, turns around and shouts “parley” (like the pirates films I think) and all the beasts stop, I mean they don't just break and stand there, they freeze in time, it would seem like the goblin is bound by words and promises as the rest of the faes.

However the wizard wastes no time and opens a way back into the normal realm. This way or gate or portal looks incredible, a little area of all the colours of the visible spectrum.

She and me back in the vamp character find herself on the same riverbed, but the real world version of it, in fact she is quite conveniently located, though she had to gamble opening the way from the fae, which you never know where will open up in the real world.

I start flying back towards camp next to the river. Then I see my wolf mate, he is walking happily along the river singing something. I fly over him, but slow down and start walking on the muddy ground waiting for him to catch up so I can chill out to the lovely music.

I start explaining that the woman is getting better though she was lucky as always with the way she escaped from the Nevernever and came out in such a safe location.
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I don't remember what led to me turning lucid, in fact I only remember fragments of the dream. Think that on this occasion, which is rare for me, I actually managed to continue sleeping after a lucid dream. Suppose that does score a point for the state dependant memory of dreams theory.

The lighting is really bright. It is probably something like noon and I realise I am dreaming. I look out over the lands and expect Chichén Itzá to appear on my left. It does and I get excited. However it doesn't look completely like it does now.

First of all I am not at Chichén Itzá, but rather I am at the sea and I have long travel ahead of me through jungle and Mayan villages. It is only El Castillo I see in the back ground.

The villages themselves look like they would have back when the civilisation was active, rich in colourings. However the architecture of the houses also look like they have a mixture of 1001 night design in them.

I start making my way through the city and although I am impatient, as I want to get to El Castillo really quickly, I continuously force myself to relax, which in the city results in me noticing and taking time to stroke a shoulder of one of the Mayans, who all look like farmers or common people dressed in white. There may be someone not wearing shirts as well.

There might be something about a Jaguar, which might just be me thinking of a Jaguar in all fairness.

I remember it being quite a slow trot to get to El Castillo and when I get there it might not look exactly like it does in waking life.

I fly/run around shouting screaming at other dreamers that I am here, though I don't find anyone, I don't particularly remember being alone when I decide to light the beacon.

My beacon isn't how it looks on the website and I know this, but this seems to be the most stable lucid I have had in a while so I try if I can make something cool.

I raise my hand towards the sky and throw a spell. The spell is designed to make fire rise in a straight lance from my upwards faced hand. At first I don't look up, just waiting a bit so I can use the expectation trick again, it doesn't work though.

The only thing that happens is the fingertips on my right hand turn extremely hot. I mean place your hand on a hot plate for several seconds hot, though I feel the heat, the pain doesn't seem present. But I get scared and stop.

I don't remember if I threw the beacon before running around shouting, and I am sure there is more to this dream. Also I don't know where I got the following names from, but they are picked up in dreams and think they might be this one.

Vanessa (or similar); Mary/Mara.
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I am at my grandfather's place. My mum is putting diapers on my niece, two of them. I ask her why 2, she replies “because I can”. Whatever.

I pick up my niece and play a bit with her, my mum tells me not to over excite her. She turns into a cat and picks up a pillow and starts playing with it while I hold her.

She is playing with it classic cat style, on her back all four legs stretched upwards, kicking with her back legs while holding on with her front paws and biting. (People with cats will probably know what I mean =P)

Skip.

Standing at the fridge, doing something.

Something about buying chips and gambling, my granddad wants to teach my mum or niece. My dad tells him there is nothing to teach as it is just turning money into another form of currency.

I just overhear this conversation.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

20-08-11 I am in some dungeon styled cave. Seems to have four tunnels shooting off from the centre room where a monument is placed. I big statue or something.

I am with a group of people. We have cleared one section of the caves and we are going back out towards the centre. I move out a bit too quickly and I get annihilated by some undead wild flowing energy.

I think I get all of us wiped out by making this mistake, although I realise it immediately after I have moved out of one of the tunnels too far and try and get back into cover some of the energy manage to get me although I am out of line of sight.

Although everyone but me dies I manage to resurrect at the location, but now there is a problem. I am stood in the tunnel I tried retreating into and looking out on the centre floor there are numerous liches with undead minions. It will be tough for my team to get back without starting a fight.

I move back into the tunnel where there are a couple of things, a statue and some machinery I know I won't be able to operate. The statue sort of have a couple of arms that in themselves are statues but also used to awaken the main statue.

I remember this used to make me scared, and now I am no longer fully emerged in the computer game, but have a somewhat detached attitude towards it.

I decide to go and hang about with the statue though it is making me scared. As I walk in towards the room I notice bits of exercise equipment in front of the big statue.

I get the feeling I am dreaming and jump onto a part on the left, think it might be a black stone hand. I shout out if there are any spirits that wish to talk (sort of a RC) and though I don't get an answer I am increasingly aware of me dreaming.

Then I look across the gap to the bit on the statues right side, which is a bench, complete with the weight set for strength exercise. I manage the jump perfectly and gravity isn't quite normal so I guess I must be dreaming.

I check my hand, and sure enough. I am looking out in the room and to my satisfaction I am already in a somewhat pyramid shaped room, though it looks more like a normal living room than a pyramid. Besides only two of the sides are moving up in a point in the top.

I try and fly off, but decide to stabilise a bit first, which I spend very little time and no actual techniques doing. It is very dark.

The dream starts fading a bit, but I pull it back and find myself in the same room again. I drop off and try and float through the walls/floors which isn't a problem. Then I start spinning in order to get to Chichen Itza.

I manage to get the sensation that I am emerging from water, by trying to imagine arriving in the well. But around me is mainly floating beddings, and I soon (mistakenly) find myself awake.

FA: When I wake up I can hear my flatmate from the other room saying that although the attempt wasn't that good I still managed to do an honest attempt. He goes on to explain that from his position at the top of the pyramid I had no shape what so ever, but just came across as an orange light.
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I am in a newly constructed (not finished in fact) office complex. My mum is working there, and I think I am involved with either the construction or the suits.

There is a long narrow entrance way towards the building. It is supposed to swing up to get in use.

There is a woman in a yellow dress. She seems to have no issues with security points. I wonder if I remember all of them.
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Someone asks me in a tent at a camping grounds if I would like to go to a basket or other sports game in the states this weekend.

He already has the tickets for flights and game. I can't due to school and heavy workload. I am annoyed that I get all of these random offers when I can't attend.
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Picking up my niece because the maid is on lunch break, walking around bouncing her gently, she becomes quiet.

10-08-11 (This might be a non-REM dream) I am at El Castillo, I am hundreds of dreamers floating around the pyramid. I hear a woman's voice shouting “My daughter, she is lucid take her vision” I think am sort of waking up myself, but I try and see if I can lock onto this girl and find a vision “inside the dream” to stabilise. In the meantime I can feel that some of the dreamers, that are me, have found a way inside the pyramid. Everything is growing darker and darker and I wake up.

Notes: Felt more myself and consolidated, completely relaxed about my upper torso after this experience.
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I am lying in my bed and all of a sudden I feel myself being pulled towards the light. I feel somewhat feminine, but I know I am dreaming and I know I am headed for the pyramid. I scream something silly like “Weeeeeeeeeee!” in excitement about actually managing to go there on my first attempt.

Until. I am punched in the stomach on my right hand side it is not a physical punch, in fact it reminds me of of the energy I felt, when I was relaxing my body earlier, except stronger and not under my control.

The energy doesn't stop there it travels in a quick violent wave up my spine and exits just on the left side of my neck, just above the brain stem, cutting my connection to the light and the dream.

Notes: I felt this “punch” for quite some time throughout the night, though this could easily be explained by being in a permanent state of vulnerability to HHs.

These are the first two very short dreams I have concerning this project. It is the first time I have attempted going to the pyramid. In particular the first one could be somewhat significant, seing as others have reported loads of dreamers pouring in through portals and the like.

The rest of the dreams from that night can be found here, though nothing strikes me as out of the ordinary and none were lucid: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/vest...-bursts-22184/