nightmare

I had a very difficult time sleeping last night. It seemed I could not gain comfort and continued to wake off and on. Therefore, my dreams are unkempt but still very vivid.

I remember being out on the ocean. The water is dark, but not noticeably cold. There are others with me, at the time I knew them, but I cannot register them in my memory. We are out on the ocean, no shoreline in sight, and the waves are getting bigger and bigger. We are trying to push through the waves, so they don't engulf us. We are afraid of drowning. The waves get bigger and bigger, and we are being swallowed in them. However, through each way, we gain better leverage, are able to right ourselves faster. The waves are monstrous, but we are able to traverse them because we now know how.

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My sister, my cousin, and I are in what appears to be a tree house. Its drizzling out, and cold. The sky is overcast and its evening. My sister's clothing has been strewn all over the gravel below the treehouse. Next to us is a house; my parents home. My cousin, sister, and I are confused as to why her clothes are thrown around. It is dark and we are aware of a presence. We are frightened. I grab a flashlight that flickers on and off; it isn't a steady stream of light. I tell them I'll go inside; find my mother. I open the back door and the house is dark. It is drafty inside as the house isn't well insulated. The walls are dark wood and the home is dreary. I hold the flashlight out, more as a weapon than an intended light source. I continue to creep through the house. I see light coming from under the door in a closet. I hear voices. It is warm here. I open the door and find my mother inside, the room steamy and pleasant. However, I look back and see a deformed, dark skinned figure, his teeth glaringly bright as he smiles a devilish smile at me. He is evil, and I know it. I recoil in horror, but my mother says that she is giving him a bath and that I musn't scare him. I know when she lets him go, he will come to try to hurt me. I flee and run back to the tree house, explaining what I saw. I begin to pack my things. I pick out a dress that is grey and black, and plan to pair it with leggings. I am throwing my clothes around, looking for leggings.

Then I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

These are dreams I had during the night between Saturday and Sunday. 28th is the date I wrote it all down. Awesome dreams! Nightmares perhaps? Still long, vivid and filled with emotions.

Schizofrenic Depression
I'm with a female psychiatrist. Apparently I am very sick in the head. I am handed two big white pills, and is told to swallow them. It takes a couple of tries before I get them down with some water. "You have a depression" she tells me. This depressions causes brain damage, and makes you kind of schizofrenic. A thousand thoughts and theories spin around in my head right away (much like while I'm awake).

"So that's why I can't seem to stop thinking? I got a sickness..." I tell myself. I completely trust the psychiatrist and several pieces fall in place. We're sitting at a table with a few guys from work. I can't stop thinking. "How can I be so sure that any thought I have, is the real me? And not the disease talking. Who am I?" I ask myself. I pull my hair and yell that I have to stop thinking. People around me look very concerned.

Zombies
There are zombies everywhere. I'm standing on a road in the middle of nowhere. I spot a military vehicle in the ditch, and head for it. I have to fend off a zombie trying to bite me. The vehicle has a plastic bubble on the roof, and I see several people inside. They let me in and we're safe from the zombies. For now.

Several weeks later, we come out and I have a beard. There are still zombies walking around, but they're much more rotten now. "We should head for the nearest gas station" I say. A zombie tries to bite me and I kill it with my fists. Its rotten flesh ripping easily. We drive the vehicle to a gas station. There's just one zombie around, and I pour gasoline on him. "Don't light him close to the pumps!" I yell, running away from the faster than normal zombie.

He lights up, but doesn't seem to care. He just stands there, dying slowly. Suddenly a couple of cars appear. They're racing and a guy tells me to join them. I spot a light blue ferrari and I get in. The engine roars as I step on the gas and quickly catch up. The landscape looks a bit like from Fallout 3. From being in fifteenth place, I end up being third after a huge jump. It feels just like a racing simulator! In a tunnel I gain pole position, but sadly the dream ends.

Summer Computer Problems
I'm standing on a dock. The weather is amazing and the radio is on. "We have 30 degrees out at the moment, but we will expect much colder weather in the coming days" a woman says. I really enjoy the sun and I feel extremely happy. I want to take a swim but I decide not to because it's probably cold. Monica is with me, and I check my computer. A couple of files I don't recognise is on the desktop. I delete them.

They appear again. I delete them. Once again they appear, and I notice some kind of loading window. Winrar is unpacking things onto my desktop. The entire computer's contents are being copied. I try to make it stop, but I can't. I decide to ask DV chat for help.

Hair
I'm watching some kind of reality dating show. There are happy couples on the beach, telling people they've had the best time of their lives. I am standing in the water, and I accidentaly drop Monica's cellphone. It slides around on the sandy bottom. Felix tells me that I shouldn't be afraid to tell her I've got alot of hair on my back. "It's normal dude! She won't mind!" I find this strange since I am almost hairless.

Amount of sleep: Around 8 hours

Supplements before bed: Lots of alcohol

That's it! I will write the remaining dreams tomorrow. Took alot longer than I thought.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I am at my old school. It is winter. I look at the nearby skating rink about 50 meters away and see a polar bear.

Cartoon bulldog killed me.

Me and my bro are fleeing from a pack of black wolves quite fast, I think we had a vehicle of some sort. My brother falls off the vehicle and the wolves attack him while I continue going further.

I am in some sword fight with some guy in some gym hall of some sort. I happen to get the guy to smash through a big window when I notice that it's my friend. He is freefalling to some river below, dunno how far the river was. I ask some fellow who was there "Has he changes to survive" or something. I get a reply: "100kg heavy metal suit... deep river... hmm, no" or something similar. I start crying and I wake up in tears.

I enter some foggy mansion. I can't remember anything else than that, except that there was some old lady and I entered the place twice. And that it was very spooky.

I am on some rollercoaster or something and fall to my death.

I am on a car which is going on one of those wooden bridges with those ropes on the sides. The car steers off the bridge and falls to bottomless canyon.

Our house is full of lava and furniture is floating all around the place. I am on some bed with my brother and some girl I know, we are in the living room. I see a table that seems to be floating to another room, so I try to jump on it. I fail and end up falling to the lava and dying, my hand appearing to the surface before going under the lava.

Comments:

These are all from many years back.

I am walking on a country road, there's trees on the sides. I notice some little house on the other side of the road and Barbossa in front of the house, holding a white wooden cross, he's back at me. I think it's best if I don't stop and continue walking. I notice another house on my side of the road and decide to enter it. It's a blank white room I enter with no doors, just two gravestones in front of me. I take a hike immediately after I see them, using the outside door, entering a white hallway I didn't remember. I use another door to exit the house.

I am afraid that Barbossa is going to ambush me when I go out. However, he isn't there. I look at the direction where Barbossa was and see two statues walking at me. You could say they were statues of people that walked zombie-ish way. I happen to have a gun so I shoot one's head off and another's hand off. They keep walking at me, so I blast them to dust.
*Time warp or something, you should be used to these!*

I am at a cemetery with some gravestones and the "zombie-statues". I say: "It's peaceful..." *Statues are closer* "Quiet..." *Statues are even closer* "I think I'm going to like this." Guns go blazing as I shoot at the statues but I soon realise I can't beat them all, so I take a run for it. While I'm running away from them, some bones stick out of the ground in several places and then disappear back to ground. (I could swear it seemed like some kind of skeleton fishes fins or something.) There were loads. I flee the statues to some house, where some guy is and starts helping me. A chair in the house starts flying by itself and I shoot at it, bits of wood go flying around.

Comments:

This is one of the few dreams where I happen to actually fight back against my nightmare creatures. Before I haven't fought against them, but recently I seem to have guns in my dreams so I can fight back. I think it is because of my LD goal to fight back against my nightmares, it has some effect to my normal dreams.

21st of October- end of the world

Im at my old house and we heard something about monsters in major cities and decided we could make it if we stuck together as a family. Mom, aunt, grandma, brother, friend and his GF were there. Our neighbourhood became like a haven for people trying to get away from the city. So we threw a party before splitting up and heading further into counrty-like areas. A bus arrived and we thought it was just more people trying to escape. But it was full of government people in white military uniforms who were violently arresting, and sanitizing people. I remember hiding in a barn with a Velcro wall, eventually i was taken in but i didnt fight them so i wasnt harmed. I woke up when i was being hand cuffed.

28th of October- F.A

I was dreaming that im awake, chatting with Akono and all of a sudden i fall.. or get sucked into my bed, happened really fast and i crash land on the couch in my living room. I sit up, confused, and a hand reaches around the corner and picks me up by the front collar of my shirt and drags me back into my room and pushes me onto the bed and i immediately fall through again. The first time was shocking, but fun, crash landing on the couch a second time made me mad and i had concluded that it was Akono's hand, so i storm back to my room and find him on msn and yell at him, i remember he was proud. And i woke up.

31st of October- reg dream

I was living on a house boat, i got the feeling i was in Norway or Finland, i was with a DC family. There was a seamless glass sun room on top of the boat where i was. There was a lot of snow on the boat but i was looking at the sky through a clear part of the ceiling. All of a sudden the room shattered over me from the weight of the snow, my DC brother pulled me out and handed me a parka. Our DC father was fighting with a neighbour boat/ family, i didnt understand the language everyone was speaking. I knew i needed to start packing. When i finished i saw my father figure had stolen some important statues, and rushed me into a truck and lit our boat on fire. We drove to the airport and when we got there i woke up.

5th of November-
Had a really long dream about Akono :3

11th- was posted in the "Post Your DV Member Dreams" thread

My best recall since the 5th: Slash112 and some old guy and I were running a store inside of some huge, really old building. I think we sold random stuff that we found, like "pickers". I remember vividly, on break we went out back to a swing set that had two sets of handles and one chain that was attached at both ends to the top. And when we got there a young Will Ferrell was swinging by his neck and laughing really creepily. I probably should have RC'd cause irl, he'd die from that..

Same night- I was standing on a beach with 4 or 5 random DCs, we were all facing the water, staring at a camcorder that was on a tripod. We had the preview screen tilted towards us and we were taking pics or a vid of us. I looked over at one of the DCs and watched him look up at the water and his jaw drop because of what he saw in the water. I also looked up but couldnt see it until all of the DCs were looking at it. When everyone noticed and started at it, i looked up again and saw now that it was a massive ship that was only about 10 feet away from us. It was at least 8 stories tall, i got too scared and tried to wake up but i just saw the ship from a top angle instead and saw my helpless friends on the beach. I couldnt do anything but stare at it until i woke up.

12th- reg dream

Had a dream that my mom and two of my friend's moms were at the kitchen table in my old house, stuffing a garbage bag with something and singing Orestes - A.P.C. "And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility.."

Same night- was also posted in the "Post Your DV Member Dreams" thread

One of my shorter frags from this morning was about me mailing Akono a chistmas present. hehehee

17th- end of the world

Zombies had taken over and one man was plotting to use them to take over the world, humans weren't in danger of being pillaged by the zombies because this politician was controlling them. All i remember is being at a live theatre and the politician was leading an orchestra of the zombies, sounded fine but when i woke up i laughed.

24th- end of the world

Pt 1: I was at my old house with all of my family, but i knew (for the first time) that it's not my house, i think it was for a wedding. Pt 2: Kinda like i was knocked out and woke up and all of my family is dead or missing. I vividly remember trying to bail from some industrial building, stepping over bodies that i knew were my family but didnt recognize. I headed for my dad's standard truck with a plan to save as many people as i could and pull them onto the truck bed. But there were about 6 too many options on the gear shifting area, so i tried my best to pull the truck out and woke up as i was trying to park.

I usually preface my journal entries with a little bit of background about the past few days or that night specifically. I haven't DJed in a while because even though I'm getting a couple dreams of recall a night, for some reason I always felt a strange aversion to doing it while home. I don't really know why, but tonight I induced my third ever lucid dream so it's definitely a sign that I need to DJ again! I went to bed at 11pm after eating so much dessert and too much food probably. I now have a blistering headache probably because I usually don't eat any dessert at all or carbs. Today was brutal for my body!

I set my alarm for 4:55am and I didn't have any dreams that I recall until that buzzer went off. It was the first time in a while I was totally conscious after the buzzer sounded. I moved only a little and did a couple of multiplication problems in my head. I focused some consciousness on my hands and affirmed that I would have a lucid dream and I would recognize the dream state. I guess I was right!


Dream 1-- Lucid Dream #3

I am in this room with Dean. It's like a play room or something. There is a carpet on the ground, a rocking horse to my left, a TV with some cartoon on, a shelf with some books, and us. I feel like a kid and Dean kinda appears to be a little bit younger. I knew him for a long time so that might make sense.

Anyway, I'm watching the TV and Dean comes over in front of the TV and asks if I want to take this pill, which is called EACL in the dream. He looks really happy and excited, so I'm like sure. I take it and it makes everything around me change. I suddenly have full senses and am fully participating in the dream, but I don't exactly know that I am in a dream, I just know that I have full control and that everything feels amazing. I start crawling on my hands and knees in a direction away from Dean. He follows me a little bit, pretty close behind me. As I stop, I feel his forearm pressing into the back on my dick. It feels really good, and I am flooded with a feeling of pleasure, but then I kick him in the knee, causing him to collapse against a bookshelf. He doesn't look hurt or anything, but he says "ow" in a monotone voice. In that instant, I feel a pang of anger and sadness simultaneously. I have this thought like "I shouldn't have kicked him in the knee, that was naughty of me" and at the same time "I'm angry as shit because you did that." I look over at him and I say "Don't touch my dick with your forearm" in a really angry tone. I get up and walk over to the TV again, and sit down and watch. I hear his footsteps walking over to where I am sitting and he sits next to the rocking horse watching the TV as well. I go in to PassObs while still being lucid and I start to have these vivid thoughts that replay the dream in my mind and what was said/done. I start to regret kicking him but I feel really good about standing up for myself and not letting him do something to me that I didn't want.

Dream 2-- Police in my House

This dream is actually a continuation of the last dream because as soon as the previous one ends I have a false awakening in my bed and have this really strange feeling like I was just in the corner of my room facing the wall. I rationalize that I must have had the previous dream while facing the wall and walked back over to the bed. Then, I hear the alarm for my house go off, and I hear my parents downstairs. They are playing around and I hear my dad and mom start chasing eachother around the kitchen table. I start having vivid thoughts about how it might be possible that Dad could slip and fall and break his four front teeth. If that happened, he might go to a doctor and get perfect white teeth that would starkly contrast all his other teeth, and he would be walking around with 4 giant white teeth in front and all the rest would be small and greenish. I suddenly stopped thinking about that and had the urge to walk downstairs.

I don't remember this journey, but now I am in my laundry room with my parents, and the door to the garage is open. They tell me the police are outside and they are going to be searching the house. My dad turns to me an says in a private voice "Will they find anything in the garage apartment?" I try to think back to the last time I used it, and I start have these vivid memories about events that never actually occurred. I start picturing the apartment in my mind, the layout and everything. I can see my bag lying in the middle of the floor because I left it there, and then I the vivid imagery continues with the police walking up to the room and seeing the bag with marijuana blantantly lying in the middle of the ground. I have doubts about this image, but I have the definite knowledge that weed is somewhere in that room.

The room changes as I come back into the "real" situation in the laundry room. There is now a new door that never existed before and a police man in a tan jacket, hat, and pants is knocking on. He has a gun in his hand and I can see him through the glass window/door. My mom starts to walk over to the door, but the next thing I know there is a cop coming out of the side of the wall it seems. He is pointing his gun straight at me, so I raise my hands in the air. He is just staring at me, and I can feel my hands in the air. I'm thinking "I'm defenseless I have no weapons, and even if I did my hands are in the air" He tells me to start walking, and I turn around and start to walk away from the garage and into my main house.

I don't remember the short 5 step interim journey into my living room, but there is a cop dressed in the same tan outfit just laying down on a living room couch just chatting on his phone, twirling his gun around his finger. He's being really casual and I have this thought of confusion but also certainty that we are 1) in a movie and 2) the police aren't police but rather thieves trying to take all of our money and kill us. I walk to the back of the room. My sister and family and other people are there.

I walk over to a table in the corner and then look over at the "police" who are just relaxing on the couches. I walk toward a doorway and see an iphone laying on the table with a bright screen that says "ibpad (2)" as in this person got 2 text messages from the name ibpad. I slide the thing at the bottom of the phone and immediately start walking forward because I see the woman who might own the phone walking back into the room. I walk up to her so that my body is in the doorway and she is trying to walk past me. I instantly introduce myself "Hi, I'm Casper" and she is obviously trying to walk past me, but I just stand there and then she looks up and does a fake smile saying "Hi, I'm Evelyn" then I continue to not move. I rub my eyes because I am sleepy and say "How are you?" trying to make friendly conversation because I know she is trying to get to her phone and I feel like its my mission to stop her.

Eventually I get her talking about something and then my sisters walk up and we start having a real conversation that she can't really walk away from. In the middle of it, I look over at the police again and at the TV screen we have in our living room. The screen is a blown up picture of the messages on her iphone! As I look over and try to read the text, everyone else looks over and she is like "Shit!" I can't read the text in time, but suddenly the whole scene changes. I walk over to the fireplace and watch my dad talk to some asian guy who apparently goes to my school. He tells my dad he is going to be taking a 7th century military history class, and my ears perk up because I had a dream earlier in the year that I was taking that class and all it involved was playing on the computer in the form of some military strategy game. I'm listening intently to their conversation and he shows does the syllabus for the class. Dad reads it and after about two seconds he says "I'd be fine in this class until about the first Sunday, damn there are so many papers" Immediately i start to feel anxious and worried that I have to do all of these assignments that I never turned in and I start feeling stupid for not reading the syllabus, which gives a day-to-day report on what is due.

I look at the TV again, and it's baseball. Everybody is dressed in all white and I see the batter hit the ball pretty well. He starts running and I wake up.

Dream 3-- Spider Nightmare

This dream is the scariest fucking dream I have ever had. Not because of some ridiculous clown or my inability to run away from something, but that it represents something in my life so accurately but in a symbolic way that when I woke up and remembered the dream I started to convulse and cry for about 2 minutes. Even thinking about it now makes me a little uneasy.

The dream starts off in the same living room as before, but this time it's just me and my oldest sister. We are hanging out I don't really remember anything specific standing out. Suddenly, a spider drops down and lands on me. It crawls underneath my shirt, and I start to freak out. I'm screaming and trying to get her to help me but she doesn't understand what's going on. I pull out my iphone to determine what the extent of the problem is. I look up the type of spider that just crawled underneath my shirt, and it gives me this really long definition of this spider that involves some fucked up rules.

The spider is basically stuck underneath my shirt until someone other than myself removes it. As long as I try to remove it, it will have the ability to crawl away and avoid me. I won't be able to lift it off or grab it because it will just wiggle away. I won't enjoy having it underneath my shirt either. Not only will I be able to permanently feel it there, crawling around and just perched on my back, but everytime I eat something it will gnaw my kidneys and eat away at my core until I am dead. These rules scare the shit out of me and I immeditaely implore my sister to to remove the spider. I freak out and jump around and try to get the spider off of me. I'm still wearing my white shirt, so I just try to feel where it is on my back and grab it or brush it off, but it runs around on my back and even to my stomache. It just keeps crawling around and I can never get it off.

My sister tries something but it doesn't work, so she gives up and tells me we have to go get on the bus. I'm still freaking out but suddenly I am riding on this bus. There are a lot of people I know on this bus, and I am sitting in the back row, alone. I am trying to figure out how to get this spider off of me. I can't lean back into the seat and I can feel it start gnawing away at me. I almost cry on the spot because I feel helpless to change this horrible situation. I try to talk to the people around me but they don't seem to listen. The person across the aisle from me won't look at me when I try to talk to him, and my sister who is in the row in front of me turns around and gives me some food to eat. She tells me I just have a stomache ache and it will all go away. I start eating the food and remember that one of the rules was that the spider would eat away at my back equal to the amount of food I ate. I start feeling a seering pain in my right back/side and I feel so awful. I cry, I almost resign myself to death.

Then we are out of the bus, and we are on some beach. There is a lot of people gathering for a game of flag football to my left. I still feel the spider, and I am seated on a hill. As I am looking over, I hear one captain of one team call my name. He yells over to me "Casper, Dallas (which is my original home town)". I want to get up and play but I remember that I have this spider. Three girls who are standing up start talking to me from my right. They are all really pretty and I know one girl from Cru. We start talking and it's casual like "Hey, what's up" I get into this whole monologue about Cru and I feel really stupid and like I should stop talking and that everyone finds me weird. I have stopped thinking about the spider though.

Sitting, I fall backwards to a laying down position, and that randomly brings me into a tent. I am laying next to some asian guy. We are talking a little bit, but I find the conversation boring and start focusing on my shoes. I tell him that these skateboarding shoes are the coolest things ever invented and that they look so good when people take pictures of them. I start moving the shoe in different angles and just observing the shoe move. Then I wake up and remember my dream about 15 minutes later and start to cry/convulse.

I couldn't fall back asleep after all of these dream occurred so I said 'fuck it' and got out of bed to write in my DJ before starting my day. I have a horrible head ache and I need some advil. I couldn't fall back asleep because these dreams really preoccupied me while I was trying to relax.

November 14, 2010

Synopsis: Two very interesting dreams. In the first I am told I have 20 riddles to solve. In the next, I transform, play around, and find a nightmare deep in the lowest levels of the staircase.

20 Riddles To Solve
I am in a dark misty place. It kind of reminds me of a movie scene from England. A DC tells me that I have 20 riddles and puzzles to solve, all regarding names. He tells me uncovering these riddles will span over several dreams. So I should take notes and repeat as often as possible what I discover so I remember my progress.

I take out a flip book "Good idea!" and I start taking notes. This dream felt very long. I seemed to travel a lot in this misty place. And I talked a lot to, to so many DCs but I barely remember any of our conversations.

All I remember was I solved the first riddle in that dream. And the name, a dream views member. But I don't remember who the name was! But I had a sense that this was a dream views member that I haven't really spoken with, but I should.

Later on we are all watching TV. Wasting our time, I suddenly realize....was my time wasted? Here I am reviewing and going over these notes again and again. And for what? Lucid, I finally realize I can't take any of these notes with me! I'm gonna forget everything!

I yell at the DC "Why did you make me spend an entire dream writing so many notes. Are you intentionally trying to waste my time?"

He doesn't answer me. And I don't like his aura now, its obscured. Not dark as in evil. But dark as in, he isn't who I thought he was. The whole dream becomes obscured and fades away.

The Dark Drumming
I'm having a light adventure dream in a strange abstract city. But my friend disappears when I become lucid, represented by an inanimate toy in my hand. Oh well. Lucid, I transform into a lizard. And then even tinier, and tinier and tinier.

I wasn't easy at first. I had to find a small bush, and imagine the twig was as wide as a tree. It worked! And my point of view flies up the twig, now the size of a tree. And I crawl over the fence.

This simple stupid thing is something I've wanted to do for a year now. It's been a long time since I've been able to alter my size perception.

I crawl away and under a door. It leads to an industrial staircase. I become my human self again and wonder what's down below. I vaguely remember my friend from earlier fearing this place. It's all dusty and gritty looking. And I can hear what sounds like construction down below, a constant banging. Bang. Bang. Bang.

I thought that maybe watching the construction men do their thing would be fun. So I climb two flights down.

But as I get closer, I realize the sound I'm hearing resembles nothing like construction. No. Bang. Bang. BANG. BANG. The sound gets closer. Larger! Overwhelming! They're footsteps!

As the footsteps climb up the stairs, the staircase gets darker and darker. Fear takes over me. The sound is like drumming.

I race back up. But its so dark I can't see the door I came in from. So I have to run several more floors, with that noise approaching me, coming closer. Finally there's enough light coming from the door that I can see it. I rush out the door into the building.

I don't understand. The sound. That sound is still coming closer to me. I can hear it down the hall now. Bang. Bang. Bang.

I find a group of emos who were probably up to no good. But I'll take vandalizing emos over this demon. They take a corner and almost leave my field of vision. Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Wait! Don't leave me!"

I beg them "Something is after me. I'm scared. Can I go with you?"

They look at me making a funny expression . Probably because I'm way to colorful for their taste. "Ok, you can join us." Disdainfully.

I'm so happy to be in their company. They head to the basement. Which does worry me that were going down instead of UP. We relax in a room with a lot of chairs.

Suddenly the leader of the emo gang levitates a chair with telekinesis, and flings it at the wall. No one looks surprised, except me.

"You have powers like the character Tetsuo!" I say

"I hate Tetsuo! He's such a. . fucking. . emo!" Lol. Okay. I'm not even going to bother starting an argument with the poor confused man.

I stand up and feel inspired to show off my dream skills. Suddenly were wall showing off our powers to each other, trying to prove were more awesome than the next person!

Bang. Bang. Bang.

We were so busy being silly I didn't even notice this whole time that we were next to a staircase. "It's him! The demon! We have to go!"

"No" Says the leader "We'll beat the shit out of him together."

We stand in front of the staircase. Bang. Bang. Bang. The staircase progressively gets darker. Darker. As if all the light is being swallowed. I'm scared! I'm terrified!

"Now!"

The leader uses his telekinesis to hurl random objects at it. I gave it my best!

I couldn't tell you if we defeated the monster. I always wake up during the battle. It felt like it was working though. If anything, just because I was in their company.

But the sound still gives me shivers

This guy, named Scrapper, was building a kind of oversized hut. He had about 10 people helping him. As ther would finish their jobs he would kill them. He shot one guy off a ladder with a nail gun. He shot another gut with a shotgun. There was a section missing in the ceiling. We were in the attic. The guy walked with a limp and always carried a screwdriver. He kept making comments about he would never be without it. He used this screwdriver as a very useful tool. We tried to lock him out the hut and he used it to pick the lock. He had some hind of map to some kind of complex in Africa. He made some woman figure out how to arrange the map. She had to paste a white section onto a black sheet using a special type of glue. She applied the glue to the sheet and stuck it to the floor, rendering the map useless. The man became furious and stabbed her with the screwdriver. I tried to run. I ran to the room next to where I was and it was my grandpaw's old kitchen from his house that he last lived in five years ago. I ran outside and the backyard was his too. I jumped over the fence on the far side of the house to go back to the front and run down the road. Whenever I jumped the fence I realised that I was dreaming, but got excited and woke up. This was the first time that I can recall becoming Lucid.

The Murder
My parents, my Uncle Randy, his three boys, and I went to Wal-Mart. The adults made me steal a handgun and some ammo. Randy shot a man in the parking lot. It was rainy and appeared to be around dusk. I drove the escape vehicle, a yellow truck that was jacked up. The adults were captured. I managed to drop the boys off at my Aunt Alexis's house, but it was their old house that they've been out of for nearly a year. The man that was murdered's gangmembers captured me.
My Capture
The adults were executed. I was stuck in an attic. My captors were a type of half troll, half human creatures. There were three of them. Two of them had guns and the third, who was stationed just outside of my room had a huge mace that was twice the size of he was. There was a hole in the corner of the attic that was atleast three square feet but my captors seemed to take no notice of this hole. Looking through the hole I could see a small cottage in a green meadow with white flowers scattered throughout. There was a blue lake on the left side of the meadow. There was a dirt road that ran between the houses.
The Girl and My Escape
A girl saw me through the hole. She climbed up to the attic. When she got closer I realised that she was a monkey/human hybrid. She didn't notice that I was being held captice. My captors came to investigate the noise, but she managed to hide in the shadows without being found. She helped me escape to their cottage. She lived there along with an old woman. An old gangmember came and retrieved me. He wore a suit and smoked a cigar. He had cards in his jacket pocket. He brought me back to the attic. I managed to escape again. I went to the house. The girl and the old woman were both dead. I ran to the woods behind the cottage. The woods were dark, but outside the woods it was broad daylight. There were wild animals and demons chasing me through the woods.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Not a dream about camping, a dream while I was camping.

Driving nightmare
I was being driven home from school by my Dad. I was in the passenger seat. The road was weird. Strange signs that don't exist in real life, such as two arrows pointing diagonally upward into each other on a yellow diamond, were on the road. The road had a lot of lanes, too many lines, and more exits than usual. There were no other cars, but I didn't notice.

We kept driving. The whole road was different from the real route to home, but I didn't realize. Suddenly my Dad took a very sharp wrong turn. I could just feel it was the wrong direction. What the heck? I asked him, "Hey, what's going on?" and he replied with a sinister smile and a finger to his mouth, "Shh..." He didn't turn his head towards me, he just turned his eyes. This can't be real... wait, I'm dreaming!

I was now semi lucid. I realized in a dream like this I would have no hope of having fun, and it would only get worse, so I just quit. With an almost bored face I told my dad, "Seriously?". I shut my eyes. Whenever I want to leave a dream, I close my eyes and the dream fades. I can still hear things though...

My Dad gets furious at me. "Stuart... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

The dream fades without waking me up.

Normally my Dad is really nice. I bet that's how I realized it was a dream. I'm glad I realized it was a nightmare and destroyed the dream before it got worse and woke me up in fear. I would have woken up in the middle of the night in a tent with nowhere to go and I'd be unable to get back to sleep.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Wasn't a very eventful night. Most of my dreams had some level of anxiety in them. Which is imo pretty cool! Atleast they're not boring hehe. I also did some sleepwalking, and had another nightly adventure.

12.30: Bedtime

02.00: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up. My pillow is sizzling kind of, like there's soda inside of it. I quickly sit up and throw the blasted thing on the floor. "Hah! I ain't letting that thing get to me" I think for myself. I go take a piss.

9.00: Fragment
*I'm in Thailand with my family and we're taking diving classes. I see a huge shark swimming upside down. There are all kinds of fishes in different colours. A song starts playing very much like the "Kiss the girl" song from Ariel. The song is about which fishes are dangerous. I see a black and white striped fish.

9.00: Stealing
I'm working in a supermarket store. Another guy working with me is standing a few meters away, unpacking goods. He slips a bottle of booze into his pants, and I can clearly see it. He doesn't seem to care and walks away. I walk to my locker and take out two bottles of Champagne. They're very expensive and around 50 years old. I put one on the stove and walk away with the other one. I realise I have to take a piss. My mom tells me I am a suspect of theft. I take a piss on the staff toilet. There's one of those ass cleaning, oldschool toilets next to me.

9.00: A bit too stern
I franticly clean my room. I can hear yelling down the hall. "Shit I ain't got my time left, he'll be here any minute now" I think and make my bed quickly. I get on my stomach and look under it. There is mold on the floor and I scrub it away with water and a sponge. Suddenly I can't move. I've reached too far under the bed and I'm stuck against it. "Okay just relax..." I breathe slowly for a few seconds, and manage to get loose. I get up and do some last minute cleaning of the toilet before a man stalks in the room.

My room mate hasn't made his bed, and the man is clearly disappointed. We stand with our backs straight and our eyes right ahead. He inspects the room thoroughly, tossing my sheets up in the air and turning the bed over. "Well well... Look what we got here" he tells us in a sadistic way. I'm starting to get scared as I imagine him finding a moth. He pulls out a huge, black and white insect with long antennas. He tells us that the insect is very rare and isn't alive. It's a zombie. He puts the insect (which I kind of remember having under my bed) on the table.

It really is amazing. Its long 20 cm body looks just like a caterpillar with pointy features. Two antennas are stiff against its body. I put on a straight face and lie to the man, telling him I have no idea where that came from. He gets up and tells me to sit down on the matress. I remain standing as he takes a plastic bottle, and puts it with the cap downwards, below my throat, just where the collar bones meet. He starts pushing and I grunt with pain. "Sit, down" he commands. I sit down and feel the pressure begin to increase. It really hurts. I wake up with some of the pain remaining, but most of it is coming from my two numb arms, which I am laying on.

10.45: Zombies
I'm in the woods with my friend G. We're driving a small pickup, and trying to navigate through the difficult terrain. There are hiking paths which we follow, trying to keep moving. "They are not very far behind" I tell him. The horde of zombies can be heard faintly. After a while of driving back and forth, going over small tress and rocks, we finally get to a road. The road leads over a bridge and I start wondering if we could blow it up, to prevent the zombies from going across it. Suddenly I realise Monica is still out there.

I tell G we have to pick her up. I am sure she's still alive since we had just spoken through a text message. But I want to make sure so I try calling her. She won't pick up the phone and all I hear is that annoying "Three" music. A hitchhiker is at the side of the road ahead, and I tell G to stop. We pick him up and he looks just like an old friend from school. He has a different name though. I check my revolver and notice I've only got three shots left.

"Has anyone looted Skärgårdsstad yet?" I ask as we pass the road leading in to my old house I lived in as a kid. "Forget it, we ain't got time for that" G tells me and accelerates. We drive for some time and meet a few cars on the way. I signal to them with the headlights, and G seems to get annoyed by it. After a while we get to a couple of stores. There's a supermarket and a "Systembolag" (where you buy booze in Sweden). We drive through the front doors of the supermarket but I notice that nothing's broken. "Perhaps there are people inside who doesn't want us to destroy the windows?" I say.

We decide to not break the inner windows and get out. A gas station appears in the middle of the buildings. A few seconds later, G has parked the car and is trying to fuel it up. He parked it on the wrong side... I take out my revolver, making sure no zombies get to us while we're fueling. That metal thingy you pull back to make it "active" falls off and hits the ground with a metallic sound.

Wake up: 10.45

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Food before bed: Nothing special

That's it! Pretty cool dreams imo, but I'm kind of disappointed that I didn't get a nicer lucid... I've lost some of my motivation, but I am going to try harder this week! Galantamine + Choline next weekend, and this Tuesday I will try some B6.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I like to post some of my favorite dreams here, so I decided why not post this one! This is one of my old all-time favorites. :-)

"So this is where you live, little traveler?" Said the man I was with. I was a little embarrassed, but I answered yes. We stood in an empty parking lot. In the middle was a trailer fit for 15+ people.

"I need to run in and grab a shirt," I said. I walked in the small trailer. Scattered around were other T-shirts of my comrades, some passed some still alive. I found mine in one of the many shower stalls (the trailer was really just a large bathroom). I decided to take a quick shower while he waited.

I was bonding with this stranger fast.

The next day I was visiting the city with the man. The city was crowded and seemed like it was from eastern Europe. My phone rang, and I was quickly called into war. With reluctance I said good bye to my new friend as I ran to the shores of the city.

We were to fight this on the beach. The beach had deep blond sand, and beautiful ocean water lapped its shores. We were to take our places before the enemy came. I sat behind a large rock.

We didn't know if the enemy would be coming from the east or from the west. I scanned each horizon carefully. On a large mountain I saw dust rising up, and the sounds of thousands of heavy footsteps echoed in my ears.

I called out their position, and my troop readied itself. I was still safe behind my large rock. My friend crawled up to me and started talking. I told her she needed to take cover with me or else she would be killed. I shuddered when I imagined her dead body.

The fighting started and weapons whizzed through the air, exploding on contact.

During the war, a girl I don't know crawled up to me and started singing a lyrical remix of a song like 'I will Survive' but added to it things about peace and anti-war. She looked drugged.

"Damn woman has lost her mind!" Someone said from behind the crazy lady. She had brown straight hair, and shot her gun at the crazy lady. I was a little disappointed in this, I kind of like crazy people.

The war was nearing the end and I took a look on the battle field. Dead bodies were strewn across the innocent beach staining the sand to shades of red.

As if the war wasn't enough, I heard screams coming from the city. I ran to the city to see people running in every direction. What were they running from?

I quickly found out. There were policemen blocking off certain streets or escape ways, and they were not the 'good' policemen.

I ran with the people for a few minutes when I realized that I did not know where my new acquaintance was! Was he dead or alive?

I ascended a flight of black metal stairs with a group of other people. The mesh stairs led to a dark tunnel where we were momentarily trapped.

In the tunnel was a railroad track. A small single car train was passing through. As it came to the end of the tunnel it slowed to a halt. There was somebody in the train car bending the metal slowly...Suddenly, gun fire filled the scene as the man broke free of the restraints of the train. He was the Anti-Christ.

I was pretty pissed off now, hadn't I put him in his place last time? I followed the little bastard to a school. It wasn't hard; he reeked with negative energy. He immediately broke out into fight with the teachers, killing and acting with violence towards anyone who got in his way.

I had some back up. He looked a little older than me and had short pale blond hair with a gray hoodie on. I attacked the Anti but he retaliated and pushed me onto the floor.

He did NOT just push me into the floor! I ran into the classroom and hid behind the door. Inside the classroom was a lone teacher hiding under the desk. I picked up one of the metal desks and waited behind the door.

My partner in crime opened the door, and I almost hit him with the desk! He got the clue, and went back into the hallway where the massacre was taking place. The Anti was next to open the door to the classroom, and I wasted no time in bashing the desk into his brains. He fell to the ground, but I wasn't going to believe him to be dead yet.

I hit him one more time with the desk, and took out a knife. I pushed the knife into his stomach until blood gushed out. I separated ribs from each other and slit the throat while continuing to dismember the body. With a final blow, I shoved the knife into his heart.

I began picking up the body parts, and putting the chunks into a small jar.

My phone rang. At first I feared that it would be the Anti about to threaten me, but when I answered the phone I discovered that a friend that I barely knew was calling me. I knew him from online, and we rarely ever talked.

"You ok?" He said.

"No? Do you THINK I'm ok?" I said through tears and frustration. He said something else, then hung up on me. I raced home with the remains.

I frantically plugged in the hot glue gun. I kept seeing bright, completely blinding, flashes of light. With each flash of light came a moment of total confusion until I could regain the sense of where I was. I had little time to finish this up.

I glued together the seals of the jar. I would not let what happened last time happen again. I wrote in heavy ink, "DO NOT OPEN."

I left the jar in a lonely place undiscovered.


So, in short, i was fighting a bad man and got so mad that i hit him over the head with a desk then stabbed him about 37 times, dismembered his body and then put the chunks of him in a jar and super glued it shut. I'm totally sane.

I had a false awakening about an hour ago, I was next to my girlfriend and thought I heard her talking to me and I was trying to tell her to wake me up, but she said I was just laying there mumbling in my sleep and then jerked awake. lol.
I had a few dream fragments though over the last day or 2. One with with an x, won't go into details , and the other was with an old friend. I seem to feel things in dreams that I can never feel in real life, I feel this kind of peace with my environment. Another one was I was in a huge downtown building like the one in Inception, and I was walking with my girlfriend. The one after that I was swimming in this cold water (I had the window open), and I was trying to navigate around an old ghost ship. I picked a huge tarantula from the water, and realized it might still be alive so I squished it in my hand, and then woke up.
I have a lot of short dreams at my girlfriends, I can never stay asleep there, i've had 2 false awakenings in the last 2 days there.

I am just starting to experience a more stable state of lucid dreaming, after much practice!
I also have recently watched the movie Inception, and it fucked with my head. No lie, that night, i had a lucid dream. i woke up sweating a shaking, with my heart beating way too fast for safety.
but thats not why im here. i wanted to post a dream i had just last night, which i will say is by far my weirdest/scariest dream to date. I will do my best to explain it, but it is kinda foggy, as it is common to forget most of a dream upon awakening. Just know, that was 100x weirder than it sounds.

so my memory begins with me walking up the stairwell with two female friends, towards their room, where we attend school together(in real life). As expected, this part of the dream felt very much real, making me think i was actually awake. We continued into the room, and this is where the details of what actually happened gets blurry. it seemed to me in the dream that i was still trying to lucid dream, all the while thinking about all the techniques to help this happen. i remembered how i read spinning around in a circle will help a lucid dream stay more stable, so this is exactly what i did. i began spinning, with increasing speed. faster, and faster, until i could feel it in my stomach. almost as if i wanted to stop, but it got out of control. it actually helped though. when i finally stopped spinning, i knew i was at another level. (dream inside a dream?) it was still dark inside the room, as i was in the corner holding onto the bedpost, trying to stand up and enjoy what i believed to be a lucid dream. i remember thinking i should do an RC(specifically one that i had read about in real life not more than 45 minutes prior). As soon as i said to myself, "this is weird, this has to be lucid dreaming," i felt heavy. as i was trying to stand, i was only being pushed down even more. i felt as though something heavy was on my back. i turned my head with my eyes half open, and saw a large dark figure that represented something like a man. he looked at me with his bright piercing eyes, and his long grimacing smile. i tried to fight against his restraint, but with no luck. i started to feel frightened, as if he were going to kill me, and just then i awoke. shaking, fast beating heart, and goosebumps just from thinking about it.

I am still not sure what to think about this dream. it was definately not like anything ive experienced in many years, and honestly not sure if i want it to happen again. i am interested though, to see what will happen next time so i may continue to lucid dream once i have fully recovered from this one... just hopefully it wont be so messed up.

11/17/2010
"Blood in the Water"

I was in a sunlit cove, but deep within the hull of an enormous, old ship. Also on the ship was a coven of vampires, and I vaguely remember a small number of lycans, but I'm not 100%. MJ was with me, along with a few other unfortunate humans, and we were being held in the ships bowels. Apparently, I and a few others were going to be turned, against our will. MJ and the rest were going to be completely drained, and/or eaten. This coven consisted of dozens upon dozens of vampires on board, and only a handful of us. We knew we had no chance of escape, but we were going to fight like Hell.





...It wasn't really much of a fight.

There was a long sequence of watching the vampires just rip through our numbers, brutally tearing humans limb from limb and gorging themselves on the seemingly gallons of blood that soaked the chambers and hallways. People screamed and ran for their lives. The sounds of a slaughter filled the entire vessel. I don't remember what it was, but a few of us - the last alive - figured out a way to blow up the ship. It was something of a suicide mission, but it was the only possible thing to do.





I remember the explosion. The ship's hull had been completely sealed from the sunlight, for obvious reasons. But when the ship exploded, nearly killing me and - as far as I could tell - the other survivors, all of that sunlight was unobstructed. It flowed into the void that used to be an enormous ship, while the ship, itself, was literally blown to pieces. Most of the vampires were instantly obliterated. I was thrown into the water, and remember beginning to sink. I swam toward the surface, as fast as I could, but I kept feeling someone grabbing at me, frantically, from below. It was a vampire, and there were more of them surrounding me. I paddled for the surface with my arms in a panic, kicking my feet - more to keep the pursuing hands from getting a grip, than trying to actually go upward. Luckily, when I got to the surface, I was floating in a bath of sunlight. The vampire completely stopped giving chase. Not a single one of them could swim those last few feet, to reach me. Looking down at the vampires, with my head still underwater, was an amazing sight (though creepy as all shit). The top section of the water was a layer of orange from the sun, and it just got progressively darker blue, beneath. And there were those creatures; just staring at me, descending into the darkness because they couldn't come any further. (It sticks out in my head as the most distinct visual of the dream. I may draw it, one of these days. Here is a photo manipulation, for now. )



On the surface, rescued by a blistering sun, I slung my arms over a piece of debris - exhausted. Incredibly, I had no fear of the vampires being able to reach me, and I completely relaxed, with the lower half of my body still hanging in the water. I looked around and saw no one. There was nothing but wooden planks scattered around me; remnants of the great ship, which was probably still sinking beneath me. I was sure I was the last one to make it out, though I was not surprised, since there weren't many of us left, in the beginning of the end. But I was wrong. I finally spotted another figure in the debris, hanging on for her life, just as I was. It was MJ. She and I were the only ones that had made it out alive.



I swam over to her and we just allowed ourselves to float with the current, for a moment. By this time - seemingly out of nowhere - there were other people in the cove, large boats just floating passed and around us. One would have guessed that the massive explosion had never happened, if not for the large piece of wood we were floating on. We tried to wave people over, to pick us up, but all of the boats just traveled on by, as if they didn't see us. We could see that the driver of one of the larger boats was a man with a shotgun. We called out to him to let us aboard, but he just glared at us as his boat hummed passed, not saying a word. Finally, though, we made it back to land, on our own. The atmosphere seemed to have changed again, and this was now just a massive party; people dancing and drinking in the, quite beautiful surroundings of rock and water. Instantly, our spirits were lifted. We got to partying our asses off, with the unspoken understanding that some serious 'We fucking survived!' sex was in order.



Woke up before we got that far, though.

(Source Pictures can be found HERE)