Serenity's Silver Millennium

December 22, 2010

Warcraft healing (LD)
Short fragment involving playing Warcraft in my dream. I actually wanted to do something else, as this dream felt very taxing and tiring. But, I told myself that by letting this play out, it would somehow benefit the game in waking life. And so, I continued the series of dream quests I was doing. I don't remember too much specific about them, but in hindsight, I wonder if my brain was trying to solve something in regards to healing, which I've been finding very stressful and un-fun lately.

Chaotic inner world (LD)
I'm hanging out with my friend, Sherry. It was all very abrupt, but Sherry, suddenly finds herself in the jaws of a very big werewolf. Like... a massive werewolf. I called for help... but somewhere during this call, it transitioned that I'm the one instead who was being nommed by this werewolf.

Once free from the wolf (who vanished), I started making my getaway. I noted that there weren't any bite marks on me, but I was moving painfully and slow. I wondered if it was some kind of paralytic poison? I kept hobbling along. Out on the street, I figured I'd catch a bus so I could move a bit faster. I saw one come along, and it did a U-turn just before it reached me, to pick up passengers on the other side of the road. Another bus behind it, I told the dream, "Stop here," and pointed to the ground in front of me. The bus drove past.

Fed up, I started walking. I was in amongst what could have passed as the Tacky Disco parade. People were dressed up in all sorts. But as I walked, I lost the paralysis. I remembered that I actually did have a goal to accomplish today. To get to my inner world. I shouted out into my dream, "Please, help me get to my inner world, please!!" I probably didn't need to say please twice. I wondered what I should do? I saw that I happened to be on a hill, and below, were houses. So I pushed off the ground to fly to them, but I merely drifted instead. I didn't fight it, and landed on a muddy patch of dirt. I heard a cell phone ring. I carry a cell phone in my shirt pocket at work (IWL), so I checked there. Nothing. Pants pockets? Nothing. So, I held my hand up to my ear and answered a pretend cell. That worked I can't remember the conversation, but it seemed like I had helped someone with a work related issue.

I looked around at the houses. My inner world was supposed to be a beach house, last I remembered. None of these houses look very beachy, and this neighbourhood didn't even look like mine, but I figured I would go exploring.

I opened the door to the first house (not locked). Inside, were gorgeous mahogany walls and floors. There was a pink area rug, and the whole thing felt very Victorian. But, it didn't feel like mine. I didn't walk in very far, but I did happen to catch a glimpse of a woman cooking in the kitchen. I decided to quickly leave before she saw someone invading her home. I got this feeling she already knew I was there, and was just pretending she didn't see me.

I walked down the block a short distance. I saw a classy looking bungalow, and next door was a salmon coloured two story. I went into the salmon coloured house, first. Inside, was a stark white staircase, with a pink trim. This seems more like me! I instantly knew this house was mine. But as I climbed the steps, they morphed into green metal that curled and twisted in an indescribable way. I love dream houses with crazy features, so this really pleased me. I noticed the stairs ran the levels of the house... like same set from basement to 2nd story. I decided to explore the basement, first.

I entered a room that had beds... it was blue, and kind of fish themed. And many beds... attached right out from the walls, in bunk beds. In the corner, was a changing table for a baby. And in the centre of the room, on the middle bed, sat a boy with blond hair. "Would you look at this room?!" I exclaimed to him.

"Serenity..." he said.

"There's beds everywhere!!" I continued.

"Serenity," the boy said a bit more urgently. I stopped. I looked at him. I noticed his hair and face. He looked like a very young Danny, from pictures I've seen of him.

"Is your name... Danny?" I asked him. The boy nodded.

"Danny! I missed you!! Why are you just a young kid right now?"

"I can appear in any age, any form," he told me. "Do you know where we are?" he asked.

"My inner world," I answered. He nodded, pleased.

My cell phone rang. I tried to ignore it, so I could ask Danny more questions. But it was persistent. "Better get that," he said.

Frustrated, I picked up the phone (which was a real one this time) and shouted, "WHAT?!!!" into it. The person on the other end just kind of stammered. "Look, I'm sorry... Just tell me your issue," I said, but still sounded impatient. The person was silent. I hung up. "Sorry about that," I said to Danny. He waved it off. But then, through my phone, I could hear a baby crying. "I can't ignore that, even if it is a dream," I told him.

"We should go find him," Danny said.

I then noticed the room had changed. "There was a baby table in the corner here..." I said. "Can't I make it change back?"

"Well, if not, we'll have to just start looking," he said.

And so, we did. Upstairs, we passed by the front hall. I asked Danny, "Hey, couldn't you age yourself to appear a bit older?" I was looking the other way when I asked him. When I finished the question, I looked back and saw he already had done. I thumped against the wall in surprise, and Danny gave me a sarky grin.

I noticed people clamouring at the front door. They all wanted to see Danny. "Can't we just get rid of them?" I asked.

"I'll try," Danny said. And we both started shouting at people to come back later. But then these two guys just walked right in. One looked like Willie Nelson, the other looked like Noel Gallagher. And they seemed to know Danny. He looked back at me (now looking a little bit older again) apologetically.

They started egging him on about bringing a girl home or something, but they never met me. "Willie Nelson" was saying how I was super normal looking, not like a model. "Not like that's a bad thing or something, but she's just so normal..."

I was offended by this remark, so I said, "You two dufuses aren't much to look at, either!"

I heard Danny burst out laughing, and the dream faded.

I tried to DEILD, but no luck.

December 18, 2010

So, this dream is sort of hard to re-tell, because it is soooo long. I fell asleep around 8pm and woke up at 10:22pm, so there's a lot to remember.

Starts out non-lucid. I'm working part-time at this basement salon with these two girls, around my age. But, as they were dying my hair, it was taking so long, I ended up living there part time, too. *scratches head* That's about that, for now. Possibly something about my bunny in there.

I remember standing in a parking lot, at night. I was waiting for something. I thought about doing a reality check. I was going to ignore it, but we all know that's a cardinal sin, so when I chose to check, I didn't need to do anything physical. I had no idea why I was here, where I was, etc. I stared at my arms, and my body. This dream was so strong and stable, it totally had me fooled. It was even cold on my skin because my surroundings were snowy. But there was no doubt in my mind. Nothing made logical sense. On to calling Danny. I pictured him, called him, I tried to change the scene around me by pretending that when I turned around, I'd be inside a recording studio. Nothing, nothing, nothing. But I got this twinge of being told not to worry.

Feeling bummed, I decided to go wandering. At first, I was going to fly up to this mountain. But I felt that after a few seconds, my flight was controlling me, so I decided to walk. I got flumped unceremoniously down on the ground and I started walking towards this cliff. It was light outside now. I started walking up some rocks along the edge of the cliff, towards a tree. The grass was a lush green, the sun shone down with golden rays. Over the cliffs was a mountain valley. Everything was amazing and spectacular. I drank it in, the scenery was too cool.

I approached the side of a building, so I went in. I found myself in some very busy washrooms. Did some walking through there, and saw the out-in-the-open toilet that are so prevalent in my dreams. I deviously thought that I should use it, and shocking all my DC's, but decided against it. I was trying to find the door out, but these washrooms were a maze. I even pushed on part of a wall that wasn't even a door (it turned into one for me). I found myself inside a shower cubicle-sized room. Ughhh. I pushed on the wall and felt water. It startled me, and I feared what else I might find. I didn't really want this to turn into a nightmare, lucid though it might be. So I left, and ended up finding the door to a hallway easily. Late recall: I can't quite remember at which point this happened... it was before I saw the stall-less toilet, I believe. I remember looking into a mirror (I always see my reflection in my dreams) and asking myself why I was having difficulties with summoning Danny. I asked myself this about 3 times. But I noticed my lips in my reflection weren't quite moving with my voice. Was my dream-self in the reflection going to answer me? I stared. Nothing happened, but I swear, this HAS to be my new goal. Chat with my dream self.

I was in some kind of school. Danny hated schools, so I really didn't think I'd find him here. So I decided to go back to the cliff. I walked outside, and turned left around the corner of the building. Past the parking lot again, which was now full of cars and people milling. I was impressed with my brain's attention to detail... to make this seem as real life and normal as possible. On the other side of the lot was a graveyard. I decided to explore the graveyard. Maybe if I can't find Danny, I might be able to find Darren.

So as I approached the graveyard, I saw Darren of various ages. A young Darren with his mother. A teenage Darren alone. An adult Darren, sitting back and watching his different generations, and smiling. "Ah, there's a decent age," I thought. He saw me, and his other generations disappeared. But even as he approached, I unconsciously willed his appearance to be a little more my age. When we met, he was about 24-ish. I was confused though... I spent all dream trying to find Danny and no luck. I decide to find Darren, and bang, he's right there.

I tried to ask Darren why it was easier for me to find him, but couldn't get the question out right. All I asked was, "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing really," he shrugged.

I lost my head a little, and we started kissing. I won't share the rest, because it's private. Goal incomplete due to a false awakening. I thought that dream-Darren was influenced by RL-Jack, which was incredibly disappointing.

Back to sleep, I was back at the hair stylists house. They wondered why I was there, cos they had finished my hair. I said it was just dyed, so maybe I should get it cut then. The other girl checked my hair and noticed that some roots didn't get done anyways, so she took me to a chair and was about to re-do it, when I woke for real.

December 16, 2010

I can't remember how this dream started, but my first point of recollection was being in a room with the Beatles. We were all just kind of... there. Then I realized, we were having our picture taken. So we all lined up, with me in the centre and smiled.

Then everyone just sort of wandered off. Paul was giving an interview off to the side of this white void we were in. As were John and Ringo. George was right next to me. I hugged him, and kept my arms around him, which he didn't seem to mind. Then, I nommed his hair. Yep... full on nose buried into George's hair, nom nom nom. George thought it was hilarious, but I felt a little daft.

December 13, 2010

I had a baby in my arms... something to do with whatever was happening earlier in the dream. I saw Darren, which made me lucid. We walked up and greeted each other. He wondered why I was carrying a baby. I don't think I really knew why, so I made it vanish. At first, Darren was all smiles and friendly. But as we walked and talked, he kept walking faster, and seemed like he was in a hurry to leave. I had to jog to keep up with him. I remember him getting in a car, and I decided not to go with him, since I was a little put off by how distant and distracted he seemed.

December 11, 2010 - G/C night

The first dream is natural, the second dream happened after the G/C.

Breaking free (DILD)
Dream starts out with mum and I watching this show on TV, but it was also almost like being there in 3rd person. I was watching David and Marissa (two characters from All My Children). David had Marissa chained up to a wall (I have no idea why. In the show, she is his daughter... although he's more than slightly deranged, so, it could happen).

Marissa says to him she needs food, she hasn't ate in two days. David suddenly panics, and starts running around, clumsily getting some food together for her. He fries up some veggies in a pan and mum and I think this is a trick on her part. He's released her bonds so she can eat. He comes into the room, and she kicks him. The food gets all over him, and Marissa tries to escape, only she's unsuccessful.

Weird transition
I said to mum, "You know, she could have tried to build his trust up more... the situation is worse now. He doesn't have to feed her," or something along those lines. As I said this, I suddenly am looking through Marissa's eyes. I closed my eyes and opened them. I had troubles seeing, and realized its a dream. Then, my vision came back. I was in a dark room, chained up to the wall. Jack was my captor. He was trying to cuddle with me while he slept. I decided that the key to unlock my cuffs I could control with my mind, so I started willing the key (which ended up looking like a triangular piece of cheese, but oh well) out of his pocket, through the air and towards my cuffs. Jack realized what I was doing and woke up. I tried to cover it up by saying, "I'm not doing anything, hahaha, go back to sleep!"

He did so, and I tried again. I was successful this time, and it woke Jack up again. I ran to the door (it wasn't even visible, I just sort of willed one to be there). He tried to catch me, but as soon as I was out, I started flying away. Dream-Jack can't fly, so I was free!

I flew to a house. Inside, my brother handed me my glasses. They were only my reading ones, but I figured they would do. Putting them on caused the light to reflect off the lenses oddly, distorting my vision a bit. Then, I was uncontrollably pulled upwards again. I relaxed, and let myself be pulled. Only, I was "released" and standing back inside my room. Not my WL room, but a room that was mine in the dream. I noticed it was snowing outside the window, at the foot of my bed. I noticed it was snowing outside the window at the head of my bed too.

I took a moment to stabilize and enjoy the sensation of being fully immersed in the dream. I decided to explore the house. I left the room, and to my left, there was a glass door that led outside. To my right was a hallway that led to the bathroom and kitchen. "This house is as small as the little cabins I build for my sims when I'm starting a legacy file," I thought.

I went outside and jumped onto the roof. I debated how to get back into space. There was a DC-girl in my yard. She was lucid too. She congratulated me on jumping onto the roof. I don't remember more about her, but I recall going to the swings in the yard. I would swing and fling myself upwards into space. However, my alarm rang for my WBTB.

My Companion (DILD)
Companions are a term from a series of books about the Heralds of Valdamar (written by Mercedes Lackey). They are typically white horses, and basically bond with one person who they choose. That person becomes a Herald, which is like a guardian for the country. Heralds can communicate with their Companions via telepathy.

I was lying in bed. I don't know what prompted me to do a RC, but I did (nose pinch), and found I could breathe. "Really?!" I thought, surprised and excited. Pinched again. Really. I opened the windows in my room. I'm not sure why, but it proved useful, anyways. My goal was to ask Danny for his help, so I called for him. Nothing. My door was open, so I asked him to walk through it. Nothing. Hrmm I saw my mum, and I wondered if I was talking out loud IWL, which might have disturbed her (totally faulty logic, I can't even begin to point out all the flaws in that thought, but oh well). She came into my room, and I exclaimed, "Hey mum, look what I can do!" I meant to phase through the window screen to fly, but I ended up just busting through it Mum freaked, and I heard her call to dad, but I just flew away, nonchalantly.

Since Danny wasn't responding, I decided to try for space again. Up I went... and suddenly my dream dropped me into the middle of a field. "Seriously?!" I said out loud. I realized I was on a farm. I looked over to my right, and saw some horses wandering behind a wooden fence. I wanted to call one, so I whistled out the 6 notes from Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time (the one used to call Epona)

Put it to 1m08s to bypass the lead up, if my link doesn't start there, already.


So, I whistled those 6 notes, and I noticed a mare with gorgeous eyes. She wasn't white - more of a beige colouring. She transformed into a bird and flew towards me. I caught her gently and looked her in the eyes and greeted her, "Hello, there!"

The bird didn't fight me, it just waited patiently. I released the bird, and it re-transformed back into a horse, only this time it was saddled and rider-ready. In WL, I've never rode a horse, so, I got on, hesitantly, but it felt very natural. She walked gently for me as I figured out how to situate myself. "I should give you a name," I said out loud.

"That sounds nice," she responded, in my mind. It didn't surprise me.

"How about... Gwenivere?" I asked.

"I like it a lot!" she said. I could feel her being pleased with the name!

I patted the side of her neck happily, but maybe a little too strongly. "Hey!" she said. "Gentle, now!"

"Oh... sorry... I've never been on a horse before." I figured in this dream, Darren could live on a ranch, and I should go see him. I wondered if Gwenivere knew how to get there. I didn't ask her, and she kept walking.

I felt myself lose the dream a little, and Gwenivere called me back in. "You've got to keep your mind occupied with something when you're dreaming," she warned me. "You can't just let it idle and think of nothing." I thanked her and we continued on our path. She started talking about ancestry and heritage. I tried to focus on her words, but I ended up losing myself again, and woke up.

December 7, 2010

I was walking along and I saw this person, who appeared unconscious, lying on some ice. I rushed over to her and noticed that underneath the ice, there was someone in the water. I didn't think they would be alive, but when I looked closer at the victim, I saw their chest moving. How is she breathing under water?!! I figured breathing underwater is only possible in dreams. I phoned 911 (they answered this time!) and immediately started stomping on the water (I happened to be wearing what I call my "ice pick" boots... they have a long heel). I cracked the ice and managed to drag the person out. I conjured some blankets and started wrapping them around the person. (I keep saying "the person" because, even though they were naked, they were about as anatomically correct as a Barbie doll).

The paramedics came. I went with them to the hospital. One of the EMS needed to go back to the scene with me, so she could survey what happened. I demonstrated kicking in the ice with my ice pick heels.

December 5, 2010

I was on this... train... but the inside was done up like a bus (bus seating, and the seats were laid out in typical bus fashion... I guess like the c-train, but I maintain, it looked like a bus. ANYWAYS, for most of the dream, I can't remember, but when I try to get off the bus, I had to walk up some stairs. I started feeling very heavy and was slowly drifting backwards. The chick behind me pushed on me to keep me going forwards, but it didn't help much. I stopped, went back down the steps and told her to go first.

I pondered why this was so difficult. I don't weigh that much. Why do I have to try so much harder to get off this train? I came to one conclusion. Dreaming. I walked back up the steps with ease now. I told the DC up there that I would just fly off. She seemed a bit skeptical, but I told her it was alright, this is a dream. She accepted that answer and then wondered how I'd fly from a moving train. We were on an open train car, so I climbed up onto the wooden railing. I told her it's just a matter of "fixing a point" towards where you want to go. And jumped.

I was soaring through the air. I missed this feeling! I saw another couple of dreamers flying through the air too. I thought I might hit them, but I raised myself upwards a little, and everyone was fine. I saw a snow covered school below and decided to go down for a visit. Only, my dream kept pulling me upwards. I didn't fight it, instead thought, "Fine, I'll have a space adventure instead." However, once I reached this "barrier" between sky and space, I started spinning uncontrollably and woke up.

November 28, 2010

I fell asleep thinking about Corrie (I was watching it at work, earlier) and watched a scene take shape around me. I seemed to be looking through Sophie's eyes. I was in a room with Kevin and Rosie, eating some cookies Rosie had made.

They started making me feel ill, and she started laughing, saying they were a prank. I got really upset. There was a handbag nearby, which the dream very quickly told me was a present from her to me. I started dumping things out of it, saying I didn't want it. She told me she bought it cos she really wanted it, and knew that after this prank, I would give it back to her. The nerve!

Jack woke me up, and as I laid in bed, seeing if I could pass out again for another hour, I wondered... what's the deal with really expensive handbags anyways? Why would anyone shell out thousands of dollars for something to carry things in? <- Rhetorical question, btw

November 22, 2010

Lucid fragment involving me trying to choose a dream. I kept getting "Dream Serial # 2250." I was trying to upgrade my dream to "Dream Serial # 5000."

November 23, 2010

I don't remember anything before this, but I remember pinching my nose to check for dreaming. I could breathe, so I tried again to be sure. I sucked in a huge long breath through my pinched nose and I was satisfied. It's too bad I couldn't see anything. I calmly waiting for a scene to take shape around me. I tried to imagine maybe being inside a room or something. Nothing, and I soon woke up.

November 18, 2010

I was in school... but the exact location I was at looked remarkably like the area at work where the main floor electrical room is at. Don't remember why I was there, but this class mate (DC-male) found me, and led me back to class. He put his arm around my waist, which made me think, "Wow, he's friendly... well, alright just go with it..."

Back in class, it seems they were setting up to watch a film on the projector screen. I was going to go back to my seat, but the guy (we'll call him Charlie, for kicks) suggested I could take one of those empty chairs in the corner and sit next to him.

Well... alright. I did so, and he leaned against me for cuddles. "Oh dear. This is definitely going a bit too far. I should tell him I'm with Jack, but I don't want to hurt his feelings..."

The dream dissolved and as I was lying in bed, thinking over the dream, I thought, "Oh, just a dream... I should've just gone for it and gotten lucky then!" "But I don't want some random stranger DC... I want Darren."

And so, I had an image of Darren come before me... we talked... hinted towards DTD. He was totally game. Not to go into too much detail, for the sake of your stomaches, but we didn't get very far when I heard a tiny little voice call out, "Daaaaaad?"

"It's so hard to get any privacy when you have kids!" Darren said.

"Haha, yeah... It's probably nothing, just ignore it," I said. Try to will the voice away...

But the kid was persistent for Darren's attention. I sighed in defeat. "Alright, lets go check on him," I said.

There was an adorable little blonde haired boy laying in bed. He complained he felt sick. I felt his forehead, and it didn't feel alarmingly hot to me. Darren did the same. He discussed taking him to the hospital anyways, but Darren said it should be okay, but we'll keep an eye on him. Dream dissolved.

November 17, 2010

The boyfriend (DEILD)
I was dating this DC-guy. I remember trying to cuddle up closer to him in bed because it was cold in the room (RL bleeding through, I was doing the same thing with Jack while I slept).

I remember getting on well with his family. He had a wayward brother who was kind of creepy. Turns out he's out on bail for murder charges. Yayyy.

I woke up via lucid weaver alarm and was thinking about the dream, so I accidentally chained back in. Now, the boyfriend and I were at a school field trip. And we were mad at each other for some reason. There was one point where I was walking beside him, looking at him... smiling... trying to get him to soften up. Didn't work. So I gave up and decided to walk back to his house to get my things. He suddenly asked me to wait, but I was so upset, I continued on without stopping.

Then, as I approached his house, I passed him and said I was collecting my things. "Good," he says. Okay, this isn't really how I wanted this dream to go. Back the trolley up here. This is like, the 3rd time we've passed each other now, and have blown each other off.

So, the scene jumped back a few beats, and I told him I was collecting my things. He stopped me in the middle of the sidewalk and told me not to go, this is silly. Kiss and make up.

Woke up to Jack's alarm.

November 16, 2010

The Assassin (LD)
I start out watching the dream from 3rd person. There is a white-hooded guy who looks straight out of Assassin's Creed. He is staking out this house, and I know that I'm inside this house with Jack (and for this dream, we are special agents, which is why he's after us). Oh, coincidentally, I saw a commercial for the new assassin's creed game coming out, last night... I thought the hood-guy was creepy and I thought, "I'm probably going to have a dream about him tonight."

Anyways, the assassin seems that he can't determine if we are in there. The window is dark and blinds are drawn and closed. He pulls out his cell phone, and I know he's dialing my number. He listens for ringing, but doesn't hear it.

I'm now inside, first person. The lights are on, in this cabin, and I'm lying down on the floor, reading a comic. Jack is lying on the bed. We're both not moving, and keeping low. I shifted positions, but in doing so, I got up too much, which may have caused my shadow to show through the blinds (which Jack pointed out). I flattened down against the floor again, but turned somehow to look at the blinds. They were... open now?

"Wait, how did the blinds open?" I asked. "Why are they open?"

I didn't get an answer, but Mr. Creed was staring straight at me, through the window, looking quite happy to have caught his prey. I saw him draw a gun. Jack moved off to my right and I drew my own gun (out of thin air). We started firing at each other, at the same time. The window shattered and he jumped through it. I realized with all the stray bullets flying, we would need shields, so I conjured shields around both Jack and myself.

The assassin and I went to magic. We threw psi balls at each other, and ended up back outside for our fight. I threw waves of fire at him, but this was proving ineffective.

Falling back to my old standby, I shouted, "Moon prism power, make-up!" My clothes flashed and I was Sailor Moon. Not wasting a beat, I pulled out my wand (out of thin air) and shouted, "Moon healing escalation!" at Mr. Creed. It also seemed to not work, but the attack didn't cease, either. There was a constant flow of pink and gold energy from my wand, hitting his chest. I put all my strength into my attack and thought, "This will work!" and he exploded.

I fell backwards, onto the ground, gasping. I could barely see, and felt like I got hit by a truck. Jack ran over to me, and was congratulating me on defeating Mr. Creed.

I then saw another form appear, wearing a Sailor suit and two long white ponytails. She helped me up, and I regained my energy. She did not wear a tiara, she just had the crescent moon symbol on her forehead. "Queen Serenity?" I asked. She nodded. I threw my arms around her for a hug, and asked, "How are you away from the moon?!"

She didn't answer (my DC's are usually slow that way). But admittedly, I didn't give her much of a chance, as I immediately said to her, "I must've restored the Silver Millennium in another dream?" She nodded and I made some comment to Jack about my dreams loving continuity and woke up.

November 4, 2010

Sister troubles (MILD)
There was a lot more to the dream that I can't remember. I remember that instead of three older brothers, I had a sister instead. My parents were involved in the dream at some point too. But the point of recall actually started me at this rally. I was in a dark stadium with a class of people. They all started sitting down, and I stood off to the side, waiting for my sister.

A former classmate says to me, "You can't sit with us, there's no room." I suppose she meant to hurt my feelings or something.

"Whatever, I'm just waiting for my sister anyways, and we'll sit somewhere else," I shrugged.

"Ix lakoo dir bikmat," she responds.

"Wait... what?!" I have no idea what she just said.

"Sidhdp ndkksoa djoksfds," she says again.

"I can't understand you," I said.

"Ugh, you're so deaf," she walks away.

"Stupid dream characters," I mumble.

November 8, 2010

Some kind of school part 2 (DEILD)
Back at this weird school. My new boyfriend is gone. Everybody has been having strange things happen to them, almost like they get possessed by something, and as a group we try to help them. We were all standing in a field and about 25 feet away, drops a column of light out of the sky, and a set of stones. My friend (a DC) knows they are for her, and doesn't want to go near them. It kind of feels like she has to, though. We all do, if we're going to get rid of this thing. I tell her not to be frightened.

I approached the rocks and started naming some off, trying to entice her towards them, by getting her to correct me. I was intentionally mis-naming them. "Oh look, it's some onyx" I would say, pointing to this black thing. She came closer and said, "No, that's obsidian."

She was standing right beside me, and I put my arm around her. "It'll be okay," I said. "We'll get you through this really fast!"

In a band (LD)
I'm in a band... I don't remember much about my band mates, but they disappeared pretty early on, in the dream.

I was backstage at a concert, waiting to perform. I saw Darren there. I kept looking at him, smiling. It's like I knew something was about to happen, or be revealed. We meet up, and I say something; I can't recall what, but he responds to it.

Then, I asked him, "Why are you old right now?"

He's not sure what to make of that question, so he responds, "Because that's the way I am." He asks me what I keep looking at him and smiling for. I just grinned and said it would be revealed soon. But I woke up

November 10, 2010

Another lake (DILD)
I dream chained the lake thingy. I was at another lake, swimming with Lily (friend, just had a baby. Still pregnant in the dream). The water was murky and kind of gross. We got out and went to a more shallow part of the lake. Lily pointed out that the water was crystal clear. I commented that I thought the other water would poison her kid.

I started moving towards the centre of the lake. I passed through people who were rough-housing and playing around... I was blocking myself with my arms, as people weren't paying much attention to the space around them. I found my way to this rope that cross-sectioned at the centre of the lake. People were clinging to it for floating, so I did the same.

Then, someone got the great idea to start bouncing the rope, which caused everyone to bob with it. Soon, it was like a teeter-totter... I went about 10ft high in the air, and I knew I was going to be plunged down really deep, so at the peak of my trip, I took a huge breath and immediately was plunged under water. I breathed in again (under water) and was lucid.

I didn't want to be around these people, and instantly, I was on a transit bus. I thought about Darren and wanted him there with me. He suddenly appeared, and we started dancing together, on this bus hrm I decided we were heading to a restaurant, and I wondered what I should order that wouldn't gross him out (since he's a vegetarian, and I'm not). I decided I would just have some kind of salad, and I woke up.

November 11, 2010 – G/C night

What kind of science is this? (DEILD)
I was helping this group do some kind of science experiment that involved me being spun around in very fast circles in this chair, with a group of 3 DC’s watching me. I don’t know what this was supposed to accomplish, but I do recall worrying about whether I was going to yarf or not.

When I stopped spinning, to my surprise, I wasn’t dizzy at all! But the three DC’s were They now had to go out and find “the room with the light on.”

I wasn’t a part of this half of the experiment, but I decided to follow this one girl around. We went inside this Victorian styled home (which are always haunted in my dreams, and this one was no exception). I was in the sitting room with her, and asked her if she wanted my help. She didn’t and left me in the room. I could feel the energy in the house, and spun around in the room, feeling really happy. I felt the carpet beneath my feet, and marveled at how awesome it was.

I left to explore the house and I found her in a room… the room had a TV in it, that was on. The only room with a light in it. “I think you found it,” I told her.

“Yep, pretty sure this is it,” she said, proudly.

We were soon joined by another DC. The three of us waited for the last two show up.

I woke up very briefly in here, but managed to chain back in, lucid. It was really unstable. The two girls were still in the room with me. I remembered to ask them if they’ve seen my brother.

“I saw him, I’ll take you to him!” one of them said. They both got their coats on, and I followed them downstairs. I was having visual problems, though, and made the cardinal sin of noting that I must’ve been dreaming for a really long time before the chain, because I was having issues keeping it together. I was soon staring at the back of my eyelids.

Grocery store (DILD)
I was at a grocery store with Jack’s “parents” (played by DC’s). His fake-Dad was being extremely rude to me as we went around the store and constantly mocking me.

Eventually, I got fed up, and also went lucid from this (albeit, low level). I replayed the scene over; only this time, I was beating him to the punches and proving him wrong. He was eating his words by the end of the scene, but he still didn’t like me.

November 14, 2010

Teeny Meeses (Mice, that is) (DILD)
I don't remember what I was doing before, but I happened to look at the ground, and I noticed these teeny little baby mice on the floor. "Didn't I have a dream a few days ago with little baby mice?" I wondered to myself. "Hmm, looks like I'm dreaming about them again." I got worried though that if I moved my foot, or continued trying to walk, I would step on one, which I really didn't want to do.

So, I crouched down, and started scooping by the baby mice in my hands, to put them into the cage next to me. Sometimes, one of them would try to get away and run up my arm, but they never got away.

The mice were mostly a brown deer-mouse colour variety. But, there was this one baby mouse that was white and black, like a dalmation. He was no bigger than my thumbnail. I put him in the cage. This little shih-tzu puppy of the same colouring randomly appears, and pokes his nose into the cage. "Aww, did I take your little buddy away?" I asked it.

It jumped into the cage, which then worried me. I thought it would start eating the other baby mice (and generally, my dreams like to "satisfy" me when I start thinking about these worries). I grabbed the dog and pulled him out. Woke up to Jack trying to use a cake mixer.

By the way, I think the dream I was remembering was one I had about pet rats, 4 days ago.

November 2, 2010
Second pass
I got some bad news today... almost didn't bother journalling my notes from this morning, but I'm here, so I will.

Just kick me when I'm down (NLD)
I'm inside a field house. I remember trying to protect it in this war-game. It was really tiring me out, though, the lengths, I had to go to. Two kids (about 13-14 maybe) got in and I threw my arms in the air with frustration, saying, "Fine, take the god-damned house!"

I went outside and crept towards some bushes. The two will be coming out to hunt me, and I wanted to hide. I was on a hill, and there's about 2 feet of powdery snow on the ground. I saw a nice thick bush and proceeded to duck behind it.

Someone came down the hill on skis, cutting a wide S pattern across the snow. It was one of the kids, and they didn't care about the game anymore.

I left that area and found Julia. We hung out for a bit.

Private bit.

There was an false awakening last night that I didn't catch. I thought I was awake through this event until I asked Jack about it in the morning.

October 30, 2010

Not much to report. I remember some co-workers being present, and there being a bright room, possibly a cafeteria.

October 31, 2010

Dangling Spiders (DILD)
There was some kind of event going on the 4th floor of my building.I helped the kitchen staff set up. We were then all in the basement, and one of the guys asked me to get something across the room.

It was then, that I noticed little spiders dangling from the ceiling. I didn't want to walk through them, and complained, and started freaking out. The other guy was all like, "Whatever, it's fine! I like spiders!" Well... I don't.

There was some other bit in the dream where I stood there, talking with one of the guys and I was doing something socially awkward (that's all I'm going to say!). I realized that it was something that I randomly do sometimes when dreaming, so I recognized it as a dream sign. I continued talking with the guy and woke up not too long, after.

I'm a bit perturbed by my lucidity this month. It's probably down to the fact that I slept during the day and worked at night, most days... but I felt like I had no focus for goals, and even when I got lucid, the clarity of thought was really low for the majority of the month. Here's to a better November!

November 1, 2010