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Well, Debrahjane, I decided to give a try. The first dream I had this night was absolutely rum, and I decided to post it here. Literally, the dream doubled at some point and I had two parallel dreams at the same time. Sorry to disappoint many people here, this dream was not lucid, except a very short episode in the spiral, but I lost my awareness very easily.

The dream started very dull. I jumped over the balcony in my parents’ house to go to some friends in the street and I got there. Then a large spiral opened below my feet and dragged me deep into it. Here the dream split into two.

The spiral resembled a whirlpool. There were some levels in the spiral, marked by round-shaped stones with inscriptions on them. Whenever I saw such a stone, I thought it was the center of the spiral, but it continued whirling after a short time.

The plot of the original dream developed into a party with my friends, where the hallucinations of my friend R became real, we had to fight with demons, and R kept saying that he would shake the matrix and put it into his car. For the record, R is a very good and seeeeeeexy friend.

But I was still in the spiral as well. I reached a point where it was written “PURE MIND” (hope it is the right translation in English) and the levels started changing very fast after that. Some of the next levels had no names and I was to write something on the mark stones. Finally I reached the last stone, which was nameless too, but there was a golden sigil engraved on it.

One of the demons in the original dream grabbed me and cast me on a high rock, resembling a ring, with fire all around it. The fire was harmless, but it seemed to be the end of the matrix, I was absolutely scared.

At the same time, the spiral hurled me into a mountain, the only choice for me was to walk upwards, and a door was at the top of one ridge. There were strange statues on my way; one was a stone glass, cut into a rock. I entered this glass, someone was laughing madly, saying, “You must drink your fate! You are your fate!” Then I got somehow to the top, passed through the door, and entered the emptiness. Just flying into an empty space with some cubes and spheres around me, no light, no dark, nothing.

In the original dream I jumped into the fire, not feeling any pain or regret, met myself into the emptiness or nothingness, and woke up.

It is believed in my country, that people have the most crazy dreams on full moon nights, and it was the reason to give a shot at your expirement, if it is an expirement at all. But the dream was awesomely strange and full with new emotions, so thank you for the idea.

Well, I ended up smoking a small amount of weed yesterday to see if I could do it without anxiety, which I did. And luckily it was early enough that it didn't really blunt my recall at all, it actually feels like it made my dreams a bit more detailed.

#1 - The Sandwich Haunts Me

I was in a bedroom with the lights out in a house at night with K and a couple of random people I don't recognize from real life. We're talking about going to a club or something, and a girl walks in and starts telling K and I about some really strong acid that's going around, I don't remember what she said about it but she gave some description of visuals that one kid had off of it which I'm pretty sure were not that amazing but really impressed us at the time. I really thought about getting some, but in the end I told her I don't trip anymore so at the most I'd probably roll (take ecstasy) or something. We start talking about smoking weed (not actually planning to do it or anything, just talking about it) and then it's revealed that one of the people there I don't recognize is an undercover cop and lights start flashing. I get up and run into the hallways of what turns out to be a really big and beautifully designed house. People all around me are disposing of drugs and evidence while the cops get ready to raid us, and I run out to the backyard where it's apparently daytime and there are lots of people just kind of hanging around and in the pool, not really saying or doing anything. I wandered around there for a bit until I just kind of forgot about the cops and went back inside.

I walk past a guy who's hitting on a girl by telling her some psychedelic trip report story that I (apparently) told him after reading it online. I go in another room and sit down next to some guy who asks me why I look annoyed, and I pull out a small piece of bread and pretend to be using it to text the guy who was hitting on the girl. Also, wherever I touch the bread there's a red mark which at the time I thought of as "raspberry stains". Eventually I was mad at myself for coming up with such a terrible lie and just tore the bread in half an offered half of it to the guy. He tells me how I had successfully taught him to sing like a girl but lately, after the thing with the cops and some jokes at his expense, he wasn't able to anymore. I felt sad and wanted to teach him again. ... While he's telling me this there's also a Powerpoint slide of a wesbite page or something covering half of my vision that listed some information about singing and had an image of the sky as its background. As we're eating the bread my vision suddenly turns third-person and we're watching a Spanish version of The Office. It skips around a lot while people are talking which gives it a very strange and surreal feeling, and it starts focusing on a woman who works in the office but is apparently also a hooker by night and pregnant, and her water breaks while she's walking to someone's desk. Meanwhile, even though I'm not really in my own body at this point, I can hear myself in the background talking to some guy whose job is apparently to redub the US version of The Office.

Suddenly the dream skips forward to me being back at home and my mom making breakfast for me. She started with making bacon strips, and after that she was making some french toast sandwiches, which were literally just half-bread (triangular) sandwiches made with french toast and some unknown ingredients in between them and drenched in syrup, and they looked AMAZING. I never got to eat them, though. Oh well....

#2 - Seizure Radio

It was nighttime, and I was in a bed with my parents, this guy I used to see now and then named S, and this girl A I went to public school with. It was around 4 AM and S kept talking loudly, I told him to shut up so my parents could sleep but he wouldn't stop, so I went out into the kitchen to get a drink of water. I was thinking about texting A about S while I was out there, but then I noticed a strange shadow in the hallway. I slowly walked over to it, then everything got really fast and glitchy and I started making these "vrrrrrrt" sounds over and over again, and I float into my parents' bedroom where I realize that my mom is holding me. I ask her what's wrong and she says she asked me if I was alright and my response was "You'll know once I'm on the seizure radio!" which I don't remember at all. That made me freak out, which woke me up.

Aaah that sandwich... if only I could have stayed in the dream long enough to eat it. >.< I need to have another lucid so I can summon it and taste its glory!

started with me and my bothers in the minibus and then two bad-boys came on in and threatening us with a gun aiming me at first then i , with my arm directs his gun away from me then those derps start talking random nonsense and then ask my brother in the front seat for his computer then they escape then i come out to see that they are indeed class students and that they may return as they threatened , then i go to see my aunt and discuss about students who do things like that then i got myself angry about this and how i can't let people d o things like that and how i'll knock em off then i am talking to a school cleaner i am on the first stair and he is on the ground and i tell him for us o change discussion location to be as far as possible from the school students indeed the bad-boys then i find myself in that bus and dad is driving us o some random place on a hill , we get there and he calls the person i observe a board with syndicalists things on it then s the person told dad its the right place we then enter and with the overall feeling being fear of those boys coming back with their gun to steal more stuff from us

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War On Shadow Men

When I woke up in the middle of the night I tried daydreaming as I fell back to sleep. I seem to daydream about odd things in the middle of the night. I sort of daydreamed that there was a game menu in front of me and it asked, "How many lucids do you want?" I scrolled down the menu and selected "3 lucids with action".

This dream started off with me and about 10 other soldiers running through a forest. It felt a lot like I was playing MAG. We were running towards a wooden building on the other side of the forest. Two really short guys in black robes (shadow men) jumped out from behind the trees. They had machine guns and I ducked down behind a nearby as they started firing. I pulled out a frag grenade and threw it over the rock at them. They made a very funny high pitched "ugh!" sound when they blew up. Sadly we were down to only about 7 guys after the fight. I threw a smoke grenade in front of the building as we ran towards it. More shadow appeared at the same time and tried to block out path. I dropped on the ground and shot a couple with my assault rifle and they made that funny noise again. I quickly got up, ran through the smoke, and opened the door.

I walked in with 2 other guys who were apparently all that was left. We walked down the dimly lit hallway of what looked like a hospital. As we walked into the lobby a shadow man popped his head up from behind a desk and a few more came from the hallway on the other side of the room. They started shooting at us with assault rifles and killed the guy to right of me. Narrowly dodging bullets, I quickly ran to the left corner of the room behind a wall of pipes sticking out of the wall. I'm not sure what happened to the other guy. I threw a poison gas grenade towards the hallway to stop more shadow men from getting into the room. I then looked threw the scope and shot the two shadow men that were running towards me. When the other two shadow men behind the desk stopped firing at me I threw my last frag grenade at them. When it exploded they flew up in the air in a cartoony way and made that funny sound again. There was another shadow man, but he ran down a hallway before I could kill him.

I walked around the lobby for a moment trying to take in what had just happened. The light then started to flicker and the colors in the room dulled. It looked like a place in a horror movie now. I found one of my guys lying on the ground in a pool of blood. I checked to see if he was alive, but he wasn't. I put my gun down on the ground and took his assault rifle because it had a silencer and flashlight. I became lucid at this point for some reason that I can't remember. I suddenly got a suspicous feeling from a dark closet on the right side of the room. I took a step towards it, but then hesitated. I turned my gun's flashlight on and pointed it at the closet. I slowly walked towards it before a shadow man jumped out with a knife. I shot it in the stomach with a few bullets though and it fell onto its back.

I turned off my flashlight and walked towards the hall all stealthy like. I peaked out around the corner and saw a dark blur fly across the hall. Right as I saw this the flickering light in the hall suddenly went out. It was nearly pitch black now and I was really scared. I took a few deep breaths and turned my flashlight back on. I slowly walked into a small bathroom on the left. I shined my light around the room and everything seemed normal, but then I felt like looking in the mirror. When I looked in the mirror I saw an eerie (not sexy) shadow move behind the shower curtain. I quickly turned towards the shadow with my heart pounding like crazy. I motioned as if it was going to open the curtain, but instead it sort of evaporated. I gathered up some courage and quickly ran to the shower and opened the curtains myself. The second I opened it I fired a few shots at the tub, but there was nothing there. I then heard the echo of a little girl's laugh. I turned back towards the door way and saw a trail of blood leading from the tub down the hall.

I followed the blood trail down the hall and started to give into the pressure. I kicked open a door to the right and started firing my gun, but there was nothing there. I thought I saw a shadow from under the door to the left and did the same. I then sat down for a moment and tried to calm myself down. I took in a few deep breaths and reminded myself it's just a dream. I then picked up a wet sponge on the ground and repeatedly squeezed like a stress ball. I reloaded my gun and walked down the hall. I had more courage this time as I walked, but I had that weird feeling in me again that told me there was something bad at the end. My heart started pounding as I reached the door at the end of the hall. I opened the door and I know something happened, but I can't remember what.

Space Fragment

I'm just going to give a short explanation of this one because it confused me. I was lucid and I was floating in space next to earth with the elf. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were standing on an asteroid and gave me a quest to destroy a space station. Sure, why not? So then we fly over to the space station and I shoot a fireball at it and the elf shoots a lightning bolt at it. It blew up and a bunch of gold coins came out.

End

BiscuitHappyz's Dream



I was V, from V for Vendetta. I vaguely remember asking somebody who was sitting in my room if I had their permission to break through my window. They approved, and when I opened my window I saw that is was pitch black night, and the neighbors were walking around with flashlights.

This was unfortunate, because me being V, I had to pass unnoticed. My window made a lot of noise when opening, and the ground was littered with dry leaves, so I decided to hide in my house for the night. I went to sleep nowhere in particular, but woke up on the floor. There were three men in my room, looking anywhere from 13-20. One was perched on a chair next to the wall.

He said something, but was interrupted by a loud banging on the wall coming from outside. He began knocking on the wall, as if trying to input Morse code. He knocked a very complex pattern on the wall, and the bangs outside echoed it flawlessly.

At this moment, everyone was helplessly terrified, and scrambled throughout the house. I made it to the dining room, were I met my father, who seemed totally relaxed and knew what was going on.

"What is going on?" I asked.
"It's just an ant eater," He replied.

I looked on the floor next to me, and there was an anteater scanning the wooden ground, and the house cat was giving it a strange look.



"Will we keep it?" I wondered.
"Sure," Answered my dad, nonchalantly.
"What will we name it?"

Unfortunately, the dream ended before I could find an answer to this question.

I dreamed (or maybe I was awake and hallucinating) that my mom was calling me to tell me that some people were coming over to do something. Soon after, I woke up (FA or hallucinations) but pretended to be asleep. There were about 5 men in my room, all carrying cases containing violins, and setting them down carefully throughout the room. I don't like people seeing me sleeping and felt intruded upon.

When they left, I finally got up and looked around, sweating a lot. (I really was up this time, but hallucinating). I saw the violin cases everywhere, each one covered with a white sheet. I had thought that maybe I'd been dreaming, but now I saw that they were real. I realised that people had been in my room while I was sleeping and became furious at the fact. I got up, stumbled toward the light switch and turned it on. The cases were still there, but I could tell something was wrong about them.

After a few seconds I looked around again, trying to really look and realised that they weren't, and it had all been a dream or hallucinations. I was so relieved. But when I went back to bed, I noticed that the edges of my covers were too puffy and they had put those violin cases in them somehow. I sat up and worked free of the covers, then after a few seconds the hallucination faded.

In this dream, I took note of what I remember each time I woke up. Thus it is far more detailed than most other dreams, even though the memories faded pretty quickly.

Watching a video, or maybe being part of one, on Youtube. This Asian girl with long hair was talking about "How not to get kicked in the balls", or rather WHY. However, at the 4 min 26 second mark, she says "how not to get kicked in the budget".

My old bedroom, chart paper at the side, window at the back, cupboard at the right. I see a white poodle trying to get into the video scene. It gets stopped every time, getting mad, but I grab it, apparently unafraid.

The dog tries to enter the scene from a pile of paper, first from the side, and then diagonally. Unsuccessful after the third or fourth time, it runs out the door. Somehow, this dog rather resembles a human character.

In fact, this Dog, or whatever it was, was to be charged with a repeated drunk driving offense. Later, it runs, or rides, up a sheet of white furled paper.

There's an announcement from the blue. Somebody has a love problem. No idea where those details went, but now, they're gone.

A random part of my journal: "consp. causes". No idea what it indicates.

Flashback: March 16, 2009. Security camera video shows terrorists plotting to bomb a concrete pillar, somewhere in southwestern central Ontario. Maybe it was near Alliston, we'll never know.

I'm sitting at the site of a swing, or some-other place. This sandfly, part wasp, part fly, tries to fly into my nose. I ward it off, but at the last minute, it stings me, there is a feeling of spray being injected into me...

I wake up, and go on Dream Views.com. Writing about my dreams, my thoughts are rather clear, the transitions vivid, the meaning intact. Yet soon I realize this is not to be.

Waking up for real this time, it's about 3:45 am. Take some notes, go right back to sleep.

I'm in a music room. Some girl takes my flute, initials AR, and throws it toward the percussion area. It's broken, and I say "FUCK". This flute cost $70, or maybe $430. I'm afraid to tell my dad, because he bought it for me.

Sometime later down the line, there's an engine. Perhaps I'm examining how it works - I don't know.

I'm reading this book about the physics of weather, a possible flashback to my poorly-done presentation about the physics of artificial trees that absorb carbon dioxide. As usual, the book goes into a computer model simulation.

This time, there's talk about global warming not being real. Of course, I strongly disagree with that position. I see Greenland melting, refreezing, melting, refreezing again, rising and sinking above and below the waves. There are vivid colours here: sky blue, navy blue, orange, red, green, tan, yellow-green, yellow with a tinge of green, and brown. Near the Gulf Stream area, enveloping both Greenland and Iceland, a supervolcano destroys the land there in a big oval fashion. Iceland is first to melt, its people unaware, or possibly no people there at all. It's a Supervolcano, much like the Siberian Traps during the Permian-Triassic extinction era.

I wake up. It's 6:45.

There's a vivid drawing of some sort, the details now gone. Examining currency, bills, coins and American $1 bills. They're everywhere.

At my house, time is frozen, and my mom is here. Suddenly, somebody knocks on the door, and gives her two white pills that smell very industrial. She takes them, and weird effects happen. We try to lower the dose, so that days two to five will require one pill a day only. No idea what it's for. She bikes outside, and I see some guy skateboarding outside my window, and they go down the street and it's a sunny day.

Talking to my teacher now about French. Apparently one of the old teachers came back, and nothing happens. Or rather, there is not much to talk about, or maybe, there is.

Waking up again, and it's 8:20.

At some kind of zoo, or maybe it's a video game facade. I'm on the side of the lizards, but there are also mammals, lions and penguins. For some reason, the lizards decide to hide out on the near-vertical wall, bathing, possibly reminiscent of the sphenodontians, the last remaining species being the tuatara of New Zealand. Am I responsible? 30-40 % go extinct in a few hours. A travesty.

Later, some kind of land mammal, forget the name. Every day, the lions jump over them, and a few of them get injured and die. We try closing the door, we try negotiating with Atlan, and nothing happens. Later, we storm the beach, and head outside. Success.

I'm here at a beach party, outside now, warm weather. I ask this girl whether she's still interested in going to prom with me in a few months. Yet I get completely tongue-tied, and she ditches me, preferring instead to go with somebody else. Maybe those promises weren't meant to be kept that long. For a year.

Waking up again, but forget to check the time. Guessing it's around 9:30.

Something happens prior, no recollection. An old acquaintance of mine is standing in front of me, making me read some stuff that I find objectionable. Yet I read another text, this time in faux Greek, meaning the letters are greek, but the words English. I read this with no difficulty. Yet I leave out a compound word. The text turns out then, to be about spicy food. Oh no!

Wake up for the final time now - it's 11:00 am. This dream had had at least twenty-five parts, none equal.

I was in my room, sitting on my bed. D stuck his junk on my wall. Empty boxes and cd cases. I noticed a lego box with a picture of really small figures. I wondered why he ever spent money on that.

I went to the park with my dad and my brother. My brother and I sat on a bench it was dark outside. Everything had a dark blue glow. D arrived. Both he and my brother wanted to game. I said: "Go ahead." and they left me sitting on the bench all by myself.
I waited a while, then decided to go check on them. I saw D used my laptop and shared something on msn about me. It was meant to be a joke but I thought it was hurtful. I could see more things he wrote about me but I can't remember the exact sentences.
I suddenly appeared in my living room because that's where D was. I picked up a random object and it changed into a whip.
I wanted D to feel the pain he caused so I hit him with the whip a few times. He found it amusing so I stopped. I also realized physical pain is not the same as mental pain so I couldn't make him feel what I felt that way.

these too are also not very clear (one of them because i didn't want to think about it too much) and i forgot one entirely. was really bad at keeping track of the times in which these happened.

?am: my boyfriend and i go to some bar (i can't stand bars in real life). its small, quiet and dimly-lit, and not busy. one of the rooms here is special, it has a large couch, and there is a camera mounted to the ceiling to give a good view of the room. this is a room where people can go to have sleazy sex on camera because i suppose that kind of thing is thrilling. my boyfriend and i are in the main area talking to some people, and are seated next to a small b&w TV displaying the camera feed. two people we know go in, and as they begin to do it, we get kind of disgusted (they aren't very attractive and we don't really like them that much), so i turn a dial on the TV until the scene dissolves into indecipherable static, and we do something else for a while.

the girl, who is the sister of a friend of mine, comes out alone to join us. she is acting strangely, and my boyfriend asks her if everything is ok. she says that it isn't, and starts crying, and tells us that the guy she was with somehow threatened her and scared her into handing over a song that she had written, so that his band could play it and take credit for it. Phoenix was angry and went into the room to confront the guy and his band, which consisted of two other girls. but, due to Dream Logic, there wasn't anything he could do.

i realize that this isn't very nightmarish, but at the time when i woke up i was feeling very uncomfortable. looking back on it now though, it sounds silly.

?am: i'm walking along a heavily wooded path at night. its well-lit, but i can't tell from what. its fairly uneventful, until i hit a patch of complete blackness. for some reason this doesn't unnerve me and i keep going like its nothing. eventually i come into a lit clearing, the edges of which are pixelated. i realize now that i'm looking at a session of Furcadia when i see the dream portals uploaded by other users.

dreams were not as clear as the previous day's. also what is it with cartoon characters in my dreams??

6:50am: something to do with My Little Pony. the planet that the ponies lives on is shaped like a donut?? Twilight Sparkle travels to the hole in the world and jumps through in order to explore the other side of the planet. Princess Celestia flies after her in an attempt to stop her.

?am: i appeared at the very top floor of a skyscraper, which housed a high-end restaurant/bar. i was almost paralyzed with fear from the extreme height. Æon Flux (cartoon version) rode the elevator to meet me because i guess we were going on a date or something? she was wearing normal clothes and seemed to have planned this date to be here knowing that it would make me uncomfortable. i was getting dizzy from looking out the massive windows, which took up almost the entire wall, so i asked Æon to switch seats with me. after this i ordered absinthe and proceeded to get so drunk i fell asleep mid-date. when i awoke and remembered that i needed to pay, i realized that my wallet wasn't in my purse. Æon ended up paying for my drink before we left.

Managed to remember a good few last night, though I recall not writing some down because they were depressing. But, the last one I got down was pretty... interesting lol.

#1 - Why Do I Keep Dreaming About Gangs?

I'm in some kind of vacation house chasing what I refered to as "dust bunnies", they remind me of the fuzzies from Paper Mario (the black ones) and also of the spirits or whatever they were in My Neighbor Totoro. I'm waiting for my friend M to come over, but before she does I wander off and start walking around the neighborhood. Somehow I end up in front of some diner where there's a guy who looks like he's about to rob me and this other guy who was standing there, so I run into the diner, but then he comes in and holds the diner hostage. He tells us that this diner is now under gang control, and then we hear a loud noise like some kind of boom and someone tells us to run. We all make it out of this door in the back and run by a school bus down what is now a long and deserted field of grass with the diner being out in the middle of nowhere, and the criminal is running with us.

#2 - Killing Time

I remember watching a video about a kid coming to terms with his asexuality, and that's it before I woke up.

#3 - The Final Test

I'm in some kind of college, waiting to meet up with M again. I'm wandering around again (I guess I didn't learn my lesson before ) and I end up in a very strange hallway. Basically, looking down the hallway, there are glass doors leading outside just to the right of me. Beyond that on the right, just a wall, but also another door much further down. On the left, there's nothing but glass walls, that seemingly repeat row after row (the same length of the hallway I'm already in) and go on forever. Every now and then there's a line coming down the wall to show that that's where that piece of glass ends and the next one begins. Suddenly something starts happening outside as I hear a lot of commotion, and a wall of ghosts starts materializing on the other side of the glass, as far down as I can see. Different sections of the wall move closer and further away from me like in a wave pattern. I get freaked out and run outside, which causes all of the ghosts to dematerialize. Everyone seems to be freaked out out here too, so since the ghosts are gone I head back inside but some monsters have spawned and I end up having to fight them, and I lose and die. So I get sent back to my most recent checkpoint, when the ghosts first materialized, which seems perfectly normal at the time. I continue that same routine until I've died a few times, then decide that I need a new strategy. This time, I waited for the ghosts to become really solid and get further out of the glass and I realize it's a bunch of people I actually know. :O I realized that the ghosts weren't my enemy, and they told me that they actually want to dematerialize, so I do still need to go outside but then when I come back in don't stay to fight the monsters, just run down the hallway and don't stop until I reach the other exit. I nodded and did that, and I almost got killed again! But I finally made it to the exit. As I get outside, I meet up with J, and he says "Welp, we've finally finished college." and I respond "Yeah, and I only remember like three hours of class. " ... As we walk triumphantly off into the distance with a large crowd of people, the ending music from Star Wars plays, and my dream comes to a close.

Got another lucid this time! Short, but interesting. I got a little more abstract with my control of it, too. Other than that, a couple other interesting dreams as well. Not a bad night.

#1 - Fucking Hornets

I'm making some kind of video game with a lot of old friends (and a couple current), a guy I haven't seen since high school, and OpheliaBlue. Ophelia and the guy from high school are talking about adding some cinematic to the beginning of the game, so after we discuss how that would fit best they go off to start working on it. My friend O, still my current theory for who my dream guide is, starts talking about how we're going to do the opening credits, and he shows us what he has so far. I don't remember what they were, but I remember that they were pretty funny. But J gets all bitchy about the font size being too small, even though O hadn't actually tried to set it to what it would be in the game, he was just showing us the text. :T Oh yeah, also, we were doing all of this discussion in my bathroom, in front of the mirror lol. Possibly using the mirror as a screen to project things on, now that I think about it...? But anyway, J was standing kind of behind me, so when I turned around to listen to him talk I noticed that there was a gigantic map of the world behind him, one that was clearly not visible in the mirror. As he's talking, he pulls out a much smaller, handheld-sized, map and starts talking about some "red bee therapy" (which I take to mean red hornets) then comes and stands right behind me to try it out and says their are a bunch of the red hornets right behind the map, which he's holding up to my back. Hornets. Now, for those of you who don't know, I hate bugs. They're... soooo nasty. >_< But hornets especially, they're like my least favorite bug there is. So I'm freaked out at this point. I look down at the counter and see a pair of scissors, which I quickly grab, and say "J, get those things away from me right now, I'm not even kidding, I will fucking stab you." He backs off, but one of the hornets gets left behind my back (somehow... ) and I reach back there and feel it. I feel a sting and start running around freaking out, and I grab it and squeeze it to death, something I'd never do in real life but I was desperate , and I threw it down on a table and saw it dead, but then it CAME. BACK. TO LIFE. It's comically large and red with black stripes, and I grab a tissue box and start smashing it but even though it keeps getting nastier it never dies, and it's so gross it makes me feel like I have to puke, and I'm shaking. Then I woke up.

Thank god.

#2 - Fickle Emotions

I'm in high school in an English class that I never actually had, but it's boring so I leave to go find a different class, then pay that teacher $100 (two separate payments of $50) to let me be in her class instead. She shakes my hand and says "A gentlemens' agreement!" (More How I Met Your Mother references from my subconscious. ) But, she turns out to be a hard ass to the point that the other kids in the class are "troubled", like there's a guy not far from me to the right smoking weed in the middle of class, and the girl I sat down next to on my left is single and pregnant (but not visibly). However I learn through the course of the class that she's actually just a really nice girl and pretty cool, and I develop a little bit of a crush on her. I start messing with the teacher to make her laugh, and we end up getting along really well and she's even starting to act like she has a bit of a crush on me too, and it's so obvious that some of the guys in the class are visibly jealous. Somewhere down the line the teacher turns into my old Chinese class teacher and someone says something about him which gets me distracted, after which the girl just never shows up or is even thought about again. Class is over so I get up and walk around the hallways which turn into an enormous and clearly very expensive and high-end mall, and I'm trying to find my locker but it's too hard to navigate, I even pass through a jail cell on the way. I woke up after I found my way out of that lol.

#3 - Third-Person Control

O and I went to a head shop or something, and we saw someone getting arrested in the parking lot, so we quickly got in my car and drove off. While I'm driving, I notice that the accelerator keeps getting stuck, so I'm slamming the breaks to make the car slow down, but eventually it just goes faster and faster and faster until the car pulls up off the ground and we blast into the sky. But I became lucid at this point! I started steering us around the city, as we were in a downtown area with lots of tall buildings so it was fun just zooming around in our rocket car. Before too long I notice that my vision is steadily narrowing down to a very small area and I'm afraid that the dream is going to end if it gets all the way down to a dot, so I consciously switch it to third-person perspective control, which still feels like first-person. (Kind of hard to explain.) It worked for a little bit, though! My full view of the city was restored, and I could see that the car actually had turned into a plane. I start flying off to the side of my vision so that my camera angle moves over and we transition from the city to a mountain range, and the sky starts turning dark blue, so in order to keep the dream changing (rather than ending) I kept up. I had the mountains be just dunes in the background with the sky being underwater, and I transformed the plane into a fish, and I just swam around in the water a little bit, but then I finally woke up. :/ Oh well, it was fun!

So that's it for this entry. I'm definitely happy with the number of lucids I'm getting lately, even if they're brief.

this was and experience i cant even begin to explain how real it was. but i wasn't expecting to have one or perhaps prepared would be the best word. i just started with me turning off the tv i was in the middle of Avatar and my daughter was having a hard time going to sleep cause she was wanting to figit and play around other than watch the movie. So shut the tv off and it probably only took me 10 mins to dose away.

(Dream)
I was in a house more specific a kitchen and thats when it hit me "i finally did it" i am dreaming! i was excited. the first thing i did was levitate then sway side to side but i kept losing control of the dream and what was going on around me. The next thing i new after that was there were people in the house and we were all talking i cant remember now what we were talking about but it seemed important. then all of a sudden i remember sliding down a long alley backwards in a car trying to break because there was an drop of at the end of this alley that seemed as big as a canyon. this happened twice in the dream. then i was back at the house again. i was scared at this point i remember i was wanting to wake up and i couldnt but then it changed again then i was around this beautiful girl that wanted to have sex then all of a sudden i was in control again cause i made another girl appear to and the both wanted to have some fun with me. ( I made the 2 one come) lol but we didnt seem to mess around for but a few seconds before i was back at the house again. i remember hearing audibles but i wasnt able to make them out. It started to get dark (scary) at this point with the audibles and not being in control i was scared for some reason. ( There was more i know but i cant recall them ) Once again i was in control again so i decided i just wanted to wake up since i was scared so i laid down on a couch in the house/kitchen and closed my eyes. i then woke up and thought i was awake but i then realized i was that the place i was in wasnt familiar (Cant Remember where) and this is when i started to feel at real unease. From, there i jumped to me walking around a supermarket that was completley empty other than random people walking around and my brother on my dads side. there where no products or anything on the shelves that were there, Then, as i was walking around my brother joined my side and i was once out of control again we entered this long corridor with a big fan at the end on the right
and blood splatters all over the walls and people were walking into the fan including my brother witch was the only one i actually seen walk into it and be sliced up with his insides hitting the floor and wall. At this time i was unwilling moving down the corridor i pass the fan on the right which has my brothers remains showing all over and thats when i looked up and saw the end of the corridor and it was black and for some reason i knew that this was going to be the way to wake up from this nightmare and as soon as i entered it i openrd my eyes real fast and closed them and opened them again a few seconds later and realized that i was awake. glad it was over but amazed at how real and weird the experience was ( and fun a points)

I had this really bad nightmare i was in a grave yard wereing a dress that was black and open in the front with a shit load of white ruffles showing i was siting on a head stone smileing strangely and i was pointing my finger and saying don't let anyone get in your way my pet and a Skeleton was obaying my comomned it was covered in blood and there was blood on the ground and dead people every were and i was just laughing i tried to wake up but i couldn't i was so scared when i woke up in the moring i was covered in sweat i had just told the skeleton in my nightmare to kill a child a little kid i was so scared and upset in rl i start to cry but i stiffled my sobs and just sat there in my bed with a look of pure tarror on my face oh what should i do i'm scared

01/11/2012
"This is a Raid!"

I was hanging out with a bunch of people, in someone's living room. My daughter CJ was there, and we were all just kind of sitting around watching TV. All of a sudden, some girls came into the house/apartment and blurted out [At work. Censored for Now] My kid perks up and says "really??" as if she was so excited about what she was about to witness. Later, I was with CJ (who was now a bit older than she is now) and she was driving us around in a car. While she was driving, I was explaining to her - for some reason - what a police raid is. (It's been a topic around Extended Discussion, lately.) I was telling her how a raid was, put simply, when the police barge into your house without warning. I don't remember whether or not I actually elaborated on this, but I figure she only focused on that one concept.

So, having this fresh 'understanding' of what a raid was - and once we pulled back up to the friend's house, where we once were - CJ slammed on the gas and crashed the car directly through the outer wall and into the person's dining/living room area. Needless to say, I was mortified, though she, completely unfazed by the crash, suddenly yelled out to everyone in the house, "THIS IS A RAID! HAHAHAHAHA!" as if infinitely proud of herself at having so quickly applied her new knowledge of what a raid was.

Lol. Kids...

01/12/2012
Dream Fragment One
I was ghost hunting with some chick. We'd begun the hunt during a non-lucid portion of the dream, but I ended up becoming slightly lucid after realizing we were searching for ghosts. I didn't really choose to interfere with the narrative at all, and we just continued looking around for any ghosts that might be in the area. On the street of some unknown neighborhood, I'd thought I'd caught a glimpse of some sort of bright apparition, reflected in the metal surface of the trunk of a nearby car, but I didn't really see anything else around us. I figured it to just be the reflection of the moon, but didn't spend too much time confirming it.

Dream Fragment Two
I was discussing the previous dream on the forum, and Omnis Dei (whom had been participating in the raid conversation, in ED) had commented on it. I can't remember his comment, though.

Dream Three
"Deady's Little Girl"

I was on an upper floor of an old apartment building and happened to be looking out of a window, when I saw a woman in a compact car getting her vehicle flipped by an angry mob. Once the vehicle was turning over onto its roof, I could see that there were also kids in the car, and they were terrified. Immediately, I ran downstairs. I don't remember much of the actual confrontation with the crowd, but I was able to reason them into leaving the woman and her children alone, and they ended up dispersing. While they were clearing out, I began helping the woman and her 2 children out of the overturned car. She had a little boy and girl - the boy being the younger of the two, at the age of maybe 2 years old. He was just the sweetest kid. We'd gotten along really well, within the first few moments of my meeting him. Sometimes, he'd just come up to me and hug around my legs. The mother, who was maybe in her early 40's, was quite attractive, and very thankful for my help. She had short, black hair, and a bit of a 'punk' kind of look to her, and it was easy to see that there was at least some level of mutual attraction there. I asked her if she wanted to go and grab something to eat sometime, if for no other reason than that she seemed like someone I'd like to get to know.

Later, after we'd gone out for food, we ended up back at her apartment. It wasn't long before we started fooling around and [Censored for now]. Eventually, I was just not able to ignore it, and I told her that I had to stop, before we'd even really gotten down to business. I didn't really go into detail as to why, not wanting to hurt her feelings. She was noticeably upset, but ultimately seemed to understand. Her father, on the other hand - whom I met later in the dream - well...he wasn't quite so understanding...

Apparently, her father was some kind of immortal, invincible being. On the outside, he looked like your typical, southern-ish old man. (Kind of reminded me of Abraham Whistler, from the Blade movies.) He'd caught wind of the fact that I'd refused to sleep with his daughter, and was soon Hell-bent on causing me major bodily harm. This 'man' spent the rest of the dream hunting me down and trying to kill me, often brutally murdering anyone that I'd recently associated with, in order to pick up a trail that would lead him to me. Every now and then, he would track me down, and we'd square off. I actually ended up killing him at least 4 times, throughout the course of the dream, but the bastard just kept coming back. This was quickly turning into a slasher flick type of scenario, and no matter how I would get away from this guy, he would just keep on coming for me. There was one moment when I was being stalked through a school or something like that. I'd grabbed some sort of weapon and was about to kill the man again, when I realized that it was the police that were following me this time. I'd almost killed them, by accident, because I was so rattled. They told me they'd heard something about the situation and were coming to investigate. However, while I was talking to them, the chick's old man popped up suddenly, and completely mutilated them both, right in front of me - carving them up in gruesome fashion. I believe I bolted, after that. After a little more cat-and-mouse, I remember one more confrontation with him, where we in the back of his pick-up truck (which was somehow stretched into an RV-like structure, with four walls and a ceiling). We'd gotten into another fight, and I had begun slipping in and out of lucidity, by this time. Feeling much less threatened by him, I attempted a few 'Hadouken' fireballs on him, but was not able to manifest a single one. Then, still having the upper-hand, I pushed him into into some sort of industrial shredder that he had inside his vehicle, painting one wall with his crimson remains. There was literally nothing left of him that could be identified.

Having slipped out of lucidity again, and wondering if I'd actually managed to get rid of him, I made my way to the woman's apartment; where she and her kids had been, throughout the whole ordeal with her father. Despite our earlier 'problem', there was still a level of friendship between us. When I got there, though, instead of being happy to see me, like her kids had been, before this, there was an almost palpable hostility in the air. Somehow, they had gotten word that I had 'killed' the grandfather. Out of nowhere, the - once sweet and affectionate - little boy comes running up to me and bites me on the hand. Hard. I drew my had back and looked toward her other kids. She had three this time, instead of two, the third of which was an older, teenage daughter. All three were giving me a look that I could see was the spitting image of their grandfather's evil glare. But, where her younger children didn't seem to pose all that much of a threat, it was the teenage daughter in whom I could see an explicitly dangerous level of rage building, though she remained silent...just staring at me. It was then that I knew he was somehow 'influencing them', from beyond - possessing them, somewhat, in order to carry out his revenge. The mother was also visibly hostile, though not on the level of the children. As I pleaded with her to let me explain the craziness that I had just been dealing with, she insisted that it was best for me to leave and take my daughter (who was now with me, for some reason), because I was upsetting her children. On one hand, I could see that she didn't really want me to leave, but with the tension the way it was, she seemed to be demanding as if she had no other choice. Feeling more than a little dejected, I left the apartment.

After walking downstairs, I noticed her father's pick-up truck in the parking lot. Inside, was the man himself - fully whole - and he smiled evily while getting out of the truck and walking in my direction. By now, I felt completely defeated. I knew that he was just going to keep tracking me, no matter how many times I killed him. There was some stranger nearby, and I started raving about how I'd chopped the old man up, and how he kept coming back to life. The stranger just said "no, man...no...." and shook his head at me like I was losing my marbles. Again, I turned to face the woman's father. He had a bottle in his hand, with a cloth sticking out of the top of it - a molotov cocktail. For a moment, we just stared at each other, him with this smug look of victory on his face. About here, my lucidity began coming back, and really the first thing that I was thinking about was just waking myself up from this horrible dreams. In the middle of my train of thought, though, and without actually lighting it first, the old man suddenly chucked the bottle directly at my head. Almost instinctively, I focused on a bit of telekinesis and pretty much 'force-pushed' the unlit molotov directly back at him, accompanied by a wave of my hand. Before I got to see if it actually hit him or not, I woke up.