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    1. sad and scared

      by , 12-01-2016 at 06:18 PM
      D1 - I awake in a room where the light is just coming in through the window, dawn. I am being held by a small smiling child but his father and other mini hims (lol) are in the bed. And so I tell him to cuddle his father instead.
      I go to find a toilet but when I get there I find it is all glass and there are some people sleeping just outside from the night before. They awake and are hostile as they are poor and think i am rich person living in this big house. They turn on all the water systems for a load of swimming pools. There is loud crashing roaring sound as water pours through pipes. People are starting to gather in the pools as I head back. I feel trapped by the sound. (I have learnt it is my fear of my emotions crashing out of control and escaping).
      I am lost and don't know which way is back in the white corridors which have doors and lead through kitchens and things. I try to change the dream. But when I change it its no good as I don't believe the dream any more,
      I know its a dream and it just all stops. The dc just looks at me, as if to say ok dream over.

      D2 - I am looking through the eyes of a half human half doll with crazy hair, I am looking at the audience who are watching the show. I am expected to do the next show, but i am a fake even with the hair and costume. I feel a fraud and I cant carry it off.

      D3 - At work I am in a study room with college students, I make jokes and then realise I am a teacher and shouldn't be there. I leave but am wearing the wrong clothes and have no idea where i should be teaching. I am embarrassed and scared.
      next I am in some woods with a stream running through it. It is freezing and dark. A student is spending time doing a research project studying the fish.
      I walk past and out onto a path lined with trees, overlooking a scrubby cut wheat field. There are children there and I feel embarrassed but cannot contain myself any long and start to sob uncontrollably.

      Strangely on waking I feel a little better for having cried in my dream.
      Tags: cry, doll, fake, study, teach, work
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      non-lucid
    2. 2nd Lucid ever! woop woop

      by , 02-22-2014 at 06:55 PM
      Was being bombarded by thousands of little black birds. I was at my house's backyard hiding under a table. Then after the fourth round of diving I ran for my house. The bird's instantly left and I saw my mom and told her to check out the dogs in the backyard. I told her that Bella (one of my dogs) was going to do a cool jumping trick. Bella jumped, but remained suspended in the air. At that point I said, no way is this a dream? So I nose-pinched and sure enough it was!
      "Mom, I'm dreaming!"
      "Good for you!"
      I went outside and started losing lucidity, but with rubbing my hands it took me about 30 seconds to stabilize.
      My backyard was the exact same as it is currently. I was amazed. However, my neighbors places were completely different. One neighbor's house was actually a sheer drop down to the ocean when a gigantic submarine lay on shore and buried under part of the cliff.
      After looking around I decided to use some powers. I tried too hard at first, scrunching the muscles in my hand, but then after trying more softly, I could manipulate whatever I wanted.
      I decided not to summon anyone or fly because now that I was lucid, I wanted to teach myself how to make myself lucid dream more often and then start doing tons of fun stuff.
      However, I woke up, but in my living room at home that I was currently many many miles away from. False awakening, but I didn't catch it... Now I know to reality check whenever and wherever I wake up.
    3. 33rd shared dreaming attempt- whiterains dream

      by , 09-18-2011 at 06:09 PM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      whiterains dream

      can only really remember a brief bit of lucid flying from last night. also a little bit with a group of people talking about fighting techniques and teaching each other things. damn im sure there was alot more but i had to get up
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      lucid
    4. 02/07/11 Hogwarts, Hogwarts, and More Hogwarts

      by , 02-07-2011 at 11:45 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Plans: My plans for this night involved becoming lucid, as usual, and meeting up with MoSh to continue a much neglected series of Hogwarts dreams that we had been having a while back that involved the two of us in the Tri-School Wizard Tournament. We had completed two of the tasks… one where we had to make our way across an obstacle range, and another where we had to sneak past a dragon to grab a golden egg, much like the first task in the book Goblet of Fire. Other tasks included the other Hogwarts, where I was supposed to be teaching a class… Q says we can use a bit of time travel to pick up where we left off in both of the Hogwarts worlds… and also to complete tasks from the TotY on DV, the tasks for LPTC, tasks of the month on DV and MM… my own list of goals… wow… o.O

      Epic Fail
      I am at school, sitting at my desk, waiting for class to start. The instructor is Mr. Chappell, also known as Mr. C, and he is actually one of my favorite instructors. He is passing papers back out, announcing everyone's grade, and I am in line to get mine. I peek ahead and see an 84% on my paper. When I get to the front he hands mine back silently, I wonder why he didn't announce my grade. He says he didn't think I would want him to, I look and see the paper has a 54% on it… an 'F' when I had seen a 'B' there earlier! I ask why the low grade, he says I didn't answer the question properly. I take out the assignment sheet and show him that I did, and I answered it following my notes. He says I didn't even take notes, I say I did so. He says to show them to him, so I go back to my seat and get the notes. I say my paper should at least earn a 'C' even if I did misunderstand the assignment. He reluctantly boosts my grade to a 70%, and says everyone who got an 'F' on the assignment will now get a 'C' instead.


      My Last Breath
      Note: This one fulfills the Mortal Mist Basic Challenge for the month of February, which is to meet dreambot or, alternatively, to complete one of your own goals. Healing the Longbottoms has been a goal of mine that I have attempted in the past, tonight I completed it!

      I am at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, and I am at the breakfast table. I eat waffles… yum… I am lucid, so I eat plenty of them with lots of butter and syrup since I don't have to count points for these. Just as a note, I am on the Weight Watchers program, so I count points for everything I eat. I finish and wander over by the Gryffindor table to see if MoSh is there. Neville is saying he will be out of the school for the day, but since it is Sunday, it isn't important. He is telling Harry and Hermione this. Maybe he's going to St. Mungo's to visit his parents… perfect opportunity. I follow him, and he does go to St. Mungo's. I follow him to his parents' room, but he sees me before he goes in. He seems embarrassed that I found him there, asks me not to tell anyone. I say he shouldn't be embarrassed of the condition in they're in, but proud of the fact they stood their ground in the face of such opposition. And now it is time for them to be healed. He looks questioning, but I say I have been trying to heal them, and I think he is the key to breaking through, will you help me? Of course he will! Though he doesn't seem too hopeful… We go in, the healers are glad to see both of us, I use the song My Last Breath by Evanescence. I encourage Neville to help me with the spell, he joins in, and it seems he is a natural healer, contributing much energy to the spell. We use it on his mother first, she recognizes him, and there is a brief tearful reunion. That can wait, one healing left to do. We use the song on his father with similar results. Now there is a three-way tearful reunion from which I quietly excuse myself. I figure that is a private moment, and I don't really want to be part of it anyway.


      The Secret of the Egg
      Back at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, sitting at the dinner table is when Dumbledore brings up the subject of the tournament again. He says he hopes we are all making good progress on decoding the messages our eggs have to give us. Draco is beside me and he mutters that the egg sounds like someone torturing a hippogryph rather than a message any human could understand… I remember that the way to listen to the egg is underwater. I want to see if MoSh is there this time, so I wander over to the Gryffindor table. Neville is excitedly telling anyone who will listen that his parents are better and they will be visiting next weekend, he can't wait for everyone to meet them. MoSh is also there, as is Asuka, they are sitting next to each other getting a bit too touchy-feely for a public school… and if it wasn't for Neville, they would probably be gathering an audience. I say hi to MoSh, and he says hello, I ask if they have listened to their egg yet. He says no, this is the first time he has been back, Harry has been procrastinating, and Hermione has yet to figure it out. She has been spending her time researching all the strangest languages she could possibly think of. Of course that doesn't do it. We decide to listen to the egg in the lake, since there are both men and women in each group. I tell Draco I have an idea for the egg, and we go down to the lake. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and MoSh are there, too. I briefly think Ron is like a lost puppy following the others around even though he is not in the tournament. Draco thinks this is a weird place to take the egg. I tell him to get in the water with me, then duck under. He looks at me like he thinks I am nuts. Harry and Ron also think MoSh is nuts, but a look of realization is dawning on Hermione's face. She says of course, the density of the water will alter the sound the egg makes… maybe it's not a foreign language after all. We get in the water and go under, I open my egg. It is indeed speaking English now, it describes how to get to the bottom of the lake, follow a maze of passages, and get to the goal. Draco has to surface a few times for air, I breathe water without even thinking about it. When I surface, Draco asks if I am part fish… how long can I hold my breath, anyway? Ron, Harry, and Hermione are staring wide-eyed at MoSh, still underwater, and then he surfaces. Ron is stunned, he says, "Blimey! I've never seen anyone but a fish stay underwater that long!" To top it off, neither MoSh nor I are even winded. I can breathe water to get to the goal, I will have to figure out some way for Draco to do it. MoSh will be able to help Harry and Hermione better than any gillyweed!


      Until It Sleeps
      I am at the Hogwarts where I am supposed to teach a class, but I have absolutely no idea what I am supposed to be doing because I can't remember where in the curriculum the class is right now! I look through a book called Out of the Darkness by Raven Knight as the students are coming into the class, I figure I haven't taught them any healing spells yet, so I will start with that. I open the book to the song Until It Sleeps by Metallica. I explain the use of the song to the class… how it can be used to calm rage and anger from someone's heart, put the rage and anger to sleep. I also explain that if someone is doing horrible things because they are in pain, not physical pain, but internal pain… emotional pain, spiritual pain… this song will take that pain away. After the song, they will go back to acting like their true selves. Of course if their true self happens to be an asshole, they will still be an asshole after the song. It won't change that. It is meant to heal someone, not to transform who they really are, since that is a choice everyone has a right to make for themselves. I show the spell to everyone in the class, and this goes smoothly with no unexpected difficulties.
    5. Being Taught to Fight

      by , 01-23-2011 at 04:27 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      I was going door to door trying to get donations. I came to one house where they had a swimming pool directly in front of their driveway. They asked me if I wanted to swim with them, but I couldn't because I didn't want to get my jeans wet.

      I saw my grandmother walking down their driveway and ran up to her.

      "Hey! What are you doing here?" I asked.

      "I am practicing walking before they try to get me again," She replied solemnly. I didn't understand what she meant but I walked with her anyways.

      I scene began to turn into video game graphics. It looked like something out of minecraft, but better.

      We walked in front of a building and I saw a yellow car behind it. It was watching us. I hid behind the tree and waited for the car to move somewhere else and assume that I had passed the building.

      I quickly turned the corner in front of the building and nearly ran into a man! He was also hiding. He had a desperate look on his face. He was hiding from the same people.

      "Do you know what's going on??" I asked him. We heard the car engine creeping in the distance. We would have to move again soon.

      "The war is about to start," He replied while looking around. I didn't ask what that was supposed to mean, I sorta knew.

      We started running, and armies of people filled the surroundings. They were shooting arrows at each other and killing each other with swords. We tried to run through this mess but I was shot with an arrow and respawned.

      I respawned in a building. I wondered how I was going to help fight in the war. I left the red and yellow building and sneaked around the war.

      I came to a building with a purple swirling vortex on the side. At first I was shocked, but then a voice invited me inside - if I dare.

      Of coursed I dared to go inside, so I stepped inside the purple vortex and was teleported inside a medium sized room.

      In front of me there was a man. Like, a big man. He was overly fit and he wore two large, black boxing gloves on his hands.

      "You are here to fight me?" He asked.

      "I could never." I replied.

      "You could, but you have yet to learn."

      "Do I need boxing gloves?" I asked.

      "They are not necessary." I put my hand up to his. My hand was about 1/4th the size. I wondered how I was ever going to fight this guy.

      "I do not teach lightly. You either learn and win or you don't."

      Upon saying that, he immediately threw me to the ground. WTF. It didn't even take him a split second.

      "You must try harder and be aware."

      I waited for him to make the next move. I waited like a snake.

      He threw a punch and I immediately blocked it - I did a front kick but he grabbed my leg and threw me to the ground - I flipped back up in the air - He tried to put me in a head lock and I blocked it - I swiftly used this position to turn around and punch him in the ribs - He threw me to the ground.

      All in less than a split second.

      "Good. Try harder." He repeated.

      We repeated the same actions, but I was pulling out martial artistry that I didn't even know I could do! We were so fast it was incredible. We might have tried 500 moves on each other and not more than 5 seconds had passed. Despite his incredible sized, I was able to wrap my arms around his neck and break it, I knew it wouldn't "hurt" him.

      "Very good. You are now ready." He said to me. We bowed to each other, and then I left the room via the portal.

      Outside, the war was still continuing. An army of warriors dressed in white came at me but I instantly killed them using a few arrows. HAHA.

      A team of a few other people and I instantly killed the entire opposing army.

      An elderly man flew over to us.

      "Hahaha! I see that you have found the old arena of ours!" He said to the man next to me. They were both wearing the same outfit. They were looking at an old ruined building. We went inside and started on the 2nd floor.

      The inside was similar to the place I had trained with the insane fighter. It had a different color scheme and there was large holes in the floor, probably from the war.

      "This is where he trained as well," The elderly man said to me, clearly referring to his younger successor. The young one had jet black hair.

      We jumped down from the holes in the floor down to the next lower floor. The bottom floor was more ruined that the one above it.

      "And...this is where I trained. So many years ago." The elderly man said. The floor was lavender and provided a little cushion. The two man sat down in a meditative position and I joined them.

      Looking out one of the windows...I noticed that the building was hovering slightly.

      I turned my attention back to the inside of the room, but in my peripheral vision I caught sight of a Japanese man shooting an arrow through the window. He looked as if he was the last remaining opponent, trying to kill at least one in revenge or retrubution.

      The arrow hit the young man in the neck. His body 'vaporized' and became translucent. His aura glowed a neon green.

      "Haha, don't tell me that you are going to lose your awareness over that!" The elderly man exclaimed to the younger one.

      "You are very right." He became flesh again, and pulled the arrow out of his neck. He handed the arrow to me. It was green and white with black tips.