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26th May 2021

Fragment:

I'm playing my dwarf paladin. I'm in a dark and gloomy world, not quite like the game and not like waking life. This area is like a volcanic area, but mostly ash. It rains and I feel wet, it's a heavy drizzle. I meet other WoW players, at one point another paladin like mine and on inspecting his gear I see he has an impossible five thousand healing power, but I'm just amazed by it. I take a screenshot to show HW later. I wander off in some direction, with some sub-conscious purpose.

Later on in a different place I meet some furries, apparently some friends of H's friend M who is also in the dream in some way. Other ones are random M/M and I meet these in a city of some sort and as I recall dream reality gets a bit wonky here (phasing, incorrect perspective perceptions, etc). This is the brightest part of the dream as I recall it. I feel I'm just myself at this point, not any other specific character or form.

Some other bit is dystopic, again very gloomy, cold atmosphere. There's a building, I'm inside. It looks basic, large tiles for floor, concrete walls, possibly barred or broken windows. It has several floors, maybe three, with a central stairwell or something? I am with a group of people, possibly one person from waking life. A man enters the building at some point and he tries to murder someone in front of all of us, using some kind of crude slingbow thing that can throw anything at high velocity. The man is white, tall (more than one might expect) and slender, dark haired (a deep black) and slightly hunched. I see through his eyes and feel what he feels at some point, the sling thing feeling quite rubberband-like; he fails at every attempt, becoming visibly frustrated and being laughed away by the rest of us. He was trying to murder someone specific in the midst of us, also a man I think.

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Notes:

- The dream was incredibly long but I couldn't maintain recall for long enough after making myself more awake.

- My initial thoughts are that this entire dreamworld reflects in some way how I look at the world sometimes in waking life. There was little order, it was anarchic and dystopic. Much of it was grey and desaturated. The middle part of the dream was probably the brightest and most colourful, but still it wasn't quite so much and there was an element of lacking order.

- There was a pervasively blue/cold light to most of the dream. It was only during the M/M section that there was some kind of bright sunrise in the distance.

- My paladin character is likely just a reflection of waking life but it does make a strong contrast to the otherwise desaturated and lifeless setting of the dream.

- The tall man is probably some shadow aspect. A murder of distance, to my mind, is immediately associated with fear of contact and fear of personal involvement.

I'm walking in the garden, mentally composing a letter. When I'm ready to start putting it down, I go to where I've left my portable writing desk. There are a few bees hovering around it, interested in the vine I left it under. I'm thinking about moving it somewhere I won't disturb the bees, but then I see an envelope that's been left on top of it.

The letter inside is written in classical Chinese. I have no difficulty understanding it, but rather than actually reading the letter, I'm thinking about the woman who sent it - even without seeing her name, there's only one person who writes to me in this language. I'm seeing a mental image of the two of us walking through a rough stone tunnel next to water, with light reflecting off the water, rippling patterns reflected on our faces.

That was a memory, but the next image I see is the present, through her eyes, something that can sometimes happen when I'm thinking about her. She's looking at a painting of a woman I think of as a saint, with an image of a dragon behind her; then her vision moves up to the ceiling, as if she's falling back. I see an image of a pile of roses turning to ash, and my connection to her is gone - not just this vision, but the connection of our blood is gone. She's dead.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man who's been sent back in time, and now several other people who've gone back to rescue him. He'd been involved with the woman leading the rescue team. They've just met up now, and very nearly attacked each other - both of them sneaking around a fortress, trying to avoid being seen. Having sorted it out, it seems he's working together on a mission with a woman from this era, and fallen in love, and has no interest in going back to his original time period. He's just broken her out of a cell in this fortress. The woman who came back to rescue him is thinking it was foolish to chase his spirit into the past when she had his (something) in the present.

The scene transitions to a modern-day park; that man was brought back to the present against his wishes, but so was that woman from the past. They're spending time in the park with their infant son, distracted and unhappy.

My attention shifts to other people in the park, a group discussing magic, specifically one man mentioning a "listen and learn" spell with leaves, as a second step for those just starting to work with trees. He describes trees in general as "a bit froggy, though."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A private performance of a show based on Frankenstein. The 'bride' character speaks beautifully; the 'creation' character is silent, and his hands are bent backwards at the wrist as if they've been broken. When he'd been alive, he'd been the doctor's student or lover or something close.

The Occult

IWL, I study nutrition. Tocopherols are a class of chemical compounds of which many have vitamin E activity.

I dreamed there was an occult called Tocepherol. There were a bunch of people hanging around outside a building. They were all chanting some bullshit. There was a wind storm brewing.

I started kind of making fun of them. I got a tree branch and held it above me. I ran up to them. I had to jump from a 3 foot wall down into their little courtyard. At the edge of the wall, I saw them all walking slowly in a oval as was the shape of the courtyard, or they were just shuffling around stupidly here or there.

The wind was picking up. I saw trees swaying in the night wind. I was back a ways again and had a nice long tree branch. As I ran up, I positioned my branch to be comfortable in my hand and to have proper effect. It was long and looked impressive.

I ran up screaming and mocking them. As I screamed, I was trying to make the wind pick up, and it did. I saw tree limbs snapping. It only added to the effect of me screaming with my tree branch which also snapped in half because it was rotten.

I finally jumped down into the courtyard. There were people joining the occult and people leading it. The people joining had drawn little scribble monster things to show how they believed.

There was a guy and a gir. The girl wore a dress. The guy was saying something about how someone as going to do something like screw something into someones throat, or many people were going to do this ritual. The girl said that if anyone was going to do that, it might as well be a girl.

I thought this was the wrong logic unless you were buying into the occult. I didn't bother to tell them that. I was getting an inside look at this occult and it was getting serious. The screwing into the throat thing had a name, but I can't remember what it was.

I started walking around and mixing with the locals. Everyone was brainwashed. I met one guy who didn't really get it. I asked what he was going to do and he said he was going to go inside. I think I advised against that. Inside was the next level in and it was even harder to get out of the occult. They would try to keep you in.

I did go in, but only because I wanted to see what was going on, and I knew they weren't going to brainwash me; when I went in though, it was hard to get out. The leaders had the exit kind of blocked just by sheer volume of people.

I would go out of this room and come back in for some reason, but going back out got harder each time.

I ended up with a bag of something. There was a candle that I couldn't get to stay lit. the wick was in the wax, so I was trying to let the wax melt away from the wic so it would burn higher. Somehow the candle shown on a girl in th bag. It made sense in the dream. The girl was naked and I wanted to get a better view of her.

Now everyone was getting ready to do something for the occult. There was an attractive girl getting ready. She was naked, but she was covered in wax. She was really brainwashed. She was going in to be fucked by someone, or to be burned, or both. Then she caught fire from her right leg. She didn't seem to care.

Then one of the leaders or something--he started telling me and the other guy who wasn't really buying this crap, a story about one of the other leaders. This guy said that the other guy hand taken his two best girs and (accidentally) burned them to ashes, and he would talk to other girls, and taking a little of their ashes, he would say, "This is an ace" or "This is an ace of spaids." Then he would give the ash to the girl he was talking to.

It was time to get the Hell out of there. I talked to this one guy and asked what he was going to do. He said, "I guess I'll bribe the Sherrif!" The guy hadn't done anything, but that would sure make it seem as though he had.

I just left, but I don't know if I got out of the courtyard. It was like I could check out anytime I wanted, but I could never leave. I actually could once I got out of that room, but now the courtyard was hard to leave also.

GF

I was on a beach looking at a huge wave. Some people were surfing. I mentioned that I had surfed waves like that in Melbourne (FL) on the eve of hurricane Hugo. I did surf that day iwl, but it was nothing like the wave in my dream.

I ended up going to this one girls house. They had chickens. I mentioned that I have a chicken coup half built out. She said she was selling one. I asked how much. She thought for a minute and said, $700.00. I forgot what I said, but I mentioned it would be hard to get it back to my state. Later she offered it for $600.00

We went further in the house and I saw her dad. He was looking at repairs that were needed. There was a very narrow hall. One wall looked like an extra wall that wasn't necessary. At the end, I looked around it. Down a long flight of steps was a dark, basement. There was debris like rock and dust at the bottom. It was a good, spooky basement.

The girls father said something about what they needed to do to the basement.

I left the house with the girl. I was in my underwear, but it looked like swim trunks. I asked if she liked how I was just walking around in my underwear.

Dream Skip

I'm with a girl. She was a girl I went out with a couple times iwl, but it just wasn't right--at all. She had asked about us. I had to tell her it was over but I didn't want to hurt her.

I said, "We had fun, didn't we?"

She knew what that meant. She started to cry a little. I didn't say anything else because there was no need. I held her hand.

Now I'm in a car with her and someone else. I'm looking at the girl. I can't take my eyes off her. She looks a little different now and is very cute. Her hair is brown instead of black. Then she has grey streaks in her hair. She's still really cute.

The girl is gone and I'm in the car with a guy who's telling me how he was once driving this VW Bug in disrepair. He said it was only going about 5 mph once while he was on the phone. I told him I had a dream of the occult last night. I remembered the dream I had 3 hours ago in this dream.

We pass a business where they are holding a birthday party for someone. The guy says he would like to get with the girl who wants to do 45 hits of GBS. I look and ask, "Which one?"

He says, "I'll show you." He turned into the driveway, and now I'm with my friend MJ. He drives up and tries to drive through the owners of the business who turns us away. It's a private party. She knows we are up to no good and says, "Sticks and stones can hurt" or something like that.

My friend turned around, and as we were about to pull out of the property, he slowly raises his finger to point the girl out. I told him not to be so obvious.

Driving a Charger

I was with two girls in their Dodge Charger. It was a '67 or so. I was driving it about 80 mph on the highway. It was really shaky. When I saw a car on the side of the road, I had to slow down because I couldn't tell if it was a cop or not.

April 30, 2011
Lucid Dream 226: The Land of Judgement
Series: Tartarus of the Dream World, Episode 1
WILD
around 8:00pm



I woke up from my previous dream and got something to eat. I watched some t.v. for a bit and still felt tired. I decided to WILD. I performed my technique and soon SP set in.

I started to slowly spin around in my bed and then floated around the room. I heard some muffled conversation and a few screams here and there. Finally, the dream settled in and I stood up. I noticed there was a man standing in my room. He looked familiar. I shouted, "Where the f*** have you been?" The old man turned around and I noticed it was Merlin the Wizard...my "dream guide." He spoke up and said, "You haven't needed me, but I have always been watching." I thought that was a little creepy, but replied, "So, what brings you here now?" I noticed Merlin was wearing a long brown traveling cloak, and held a large, white magical staff with a blue crystal on the end of it. His long, white and grey beard matched up perfectly with his long hair. He looked at me and said, "It is time for you to uncover the secrets of this world." I was very amused and intrigued all at the same time. I performed some quick stabilization techniques as Merlin began to chant.

After a few moments a portal opened up and he ushered me into it. I dove head first into the portal and found my self in some sort of weird water slide. I was sliding head first through a strange purple tube. The texture was soft and very slippery. It reminded me of a frog's skin. The tube was many shades of purple and the more I observed it, the more it felt like I was inside the intestines of some strange creature. Luckily, there was nothing gross about it. It was an extremely fun water slide that twisted, turned, and had several awesome drops. Finally, i came to the end of the slide which was suspended over a massive lake. I fell around 100 feet from the end of the slide/tube and landed in the lake below.

I plunged underwater and looked around. I could see several other DCs swimming around in the lake with me. I also noticed that the bottom of the lake could not be seen. The lake water was clear as crystal, but below me was nothing but a dark abyss. I freaked out a bit and kicked hard for the surface of the water (I have a slight fear of extremely deep water). I broke the surface and noticed everyone was swimming in a single direction. I figured I would follow. Suddenly, the person to my right was grabbed by something and drug under water. Splashing occurred all around me as demon-like beings began grabbing people and pulling them under. I sprang up out of the water like a dolphin and took flight. I flew to the shore. Several others made it to the shore and many seemed to be surprised by my flying ability. I told them all that we were lucid dreaming right now. One of them laughed and said, "Yeah...so is everyone else. You still shouldn't be able to fly down here!" You must be one of the chosen ones, eh?" I pondered the thought for a moment and then asked where we were. He replied, "We are in Tartarus of course." I looked around at the area I was in. The walls and ceiling were all made of crystal. The crystals and lake reflected a purple and blue light. The room was absolutely stunning. The DC warned me not to lust over the lake or it would draw me in. He also told me that this was, "The Lake of Judgement," and the unworthy would be dragged to its depths.

After talking for a bit, we all walked through a large white gate. There was a group of about 30 of us and I just casually walked along with the crowd and tried to take in the environment. We made our way through many maze-like rooms. There was blood scattered all throughout the place as well as many dead bodies. After a bit, demon-like creatures began attacking. I easily fought these off with super human-lucid strength. I found a spear and began stabbing demon after demon. It appeared that most everyone in the group struggled fighting off the demons. Many died and were torn to shreds. After battling off the demons, I noticed the DC from before was still alive, but breathing heavily. He seemed amazed that I was able to use so much lucid power. I asked him for his name and he told me it was "Ash." We all began sliding through the same type tubes as before.

This time, I landed in a large forest. Many of the trees had sinister faces and branches that looked like claws. I took off running through the forest and the rest of the survivors followed suit. Many were snatched by the evil trees and ripped to shreds. Whenever I came close to one of the evil trees, I placed my hands on it, focused, and set it ablaze. Once I made it to the end of the forest, there was a huge field. The sky was incredibly dark and I could see the silhouette of an enormous castle in the distance. Me, Asher, a hot female in ninja-like gear, and a native american man were the only four people left alive. The native american guy was actually a teenage version of Nightwolf from the video game series, Mortal Kombat. The female ninja was the teenage version of Jade from Mortal Kombat. Nightwolf said, "We have finally reached the land of judgement." I asked them who's bad ass castle that was and they told me it was the kingdom of Thanatos and the god resided in the castle.

I was pumped and wanted to go battle Thanatos. I told them to catch up later and I took flight toward the castle. Once I got about halfway there, I noticed something flying at me from the distance. it was a dark silhouette and I knew it was Thanatos. Music started playing int he background. I could barely hear it at first, but as Thanatos approached, it got louder. It sounded like battle music. I decided to try and summon my keyblade. After a couple of attempts, I managed to summon a solid black sword. I decided that it must be my Zanpakutou (weapon/sword from the anime bleach). It was all black like Ichigo's sword, but the blade was much thicker and looked more like a claymore.

I started to get excited as Thanatos approached. His face seemed human, but it was solid white. He was holding two large scythes, one in each hand. Each scythe had multiple black blades and at first it appeared as if he was actually holding about 20 of them. I swung my sword and he blocked it with one of his multi-bladed scythes. I landed on the ground and held my arm into the air. I shouted some nonsense that I can no longer remember and a stream of fire blasted from my hand. The dream became unstable at this point. I continued to battle Thanatos even though the dream was blurry, but I couldn't manage to keep the dream going. I stopped and tried to stabilize, but it was too late.

I shall definitely be battling him again. This dream was one of my favorites so far. It felt like I was in some sort of bad ass anime-type story/plot.

Series Details
In the series, "Tartarus of the Dream World," an evil, yet beautiful land lies before me. Follow along as I explore the darkest depths in the dream world. Stay tuned for more entries to the series.

14.07.2010

Fire (Again) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream starts off at a service station where there are people standing around looking at something. I keep moving forward and I see a fire engine coming torwards us and a car on fire. They put the fire out and then I go back into the car (in the back seat).

Suddenly I'm somewhere else, but still in the car, looking at the electricity lines. The sky is dark gray/purple/blue and I can't see anything else.

It becomes day time and I'm at a garage sale that is somewhere where I used to live. On the other side of the road there is land, with no houses or anything. It turns into a hill with a road and houses suddenly and I see someone learning to ride a bike and someone else telling them to pull back the brakes.

Dream fragment: I remember being on the computer on a website that looked like Wikipedia, but it had information on my parents for some reason.

The dream ends there.

Morning of May 6, 1997. Tuesday.

I mostly see images of skeletal human figures that are made of ashes. They seem to be gripping white, smooth, flat, oval stones. There are images of angels that seem to be flying into me (which represents coalescence of different patterns and dynamics within the dream state). There are some images based on when Helene (my wife Zsuzsanna’s mother) was thrown off the bus yesterday in real life.

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