Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

Hey, thanks, BigFan!
Yeah, the gryphon lucid was great.

And there are many times when I can remember more than one dream a night. (I've been upwards of 7 or 8 in a night, before.) It's just that lately I haven't been getting very much sleep, so I haven't really been getting into my later REM periods like I do when I'm well rested. I still have a lot of updating to do, from my notes, but there's been at least one night, this month, when I've remembered 3 or 4 dreams.

Though I don't really have too many nights' worth of dreams for this month, so I should be all updated soon.

In my case, I find that if I focus and get enough sleep, I can usually get one dream a night, but, in some cases they are fragments, but, your dreams are somewhat detailed. Curious, did you do something other than the norm for dream recall? The norm being notebook with pen near bed, stay in same position, close eyes and focus, etc.... Stress can really mess up dream recall and I think it's what is messing up my recall as well Also, are your lucids mostly awarness type or do you actually do RCs because it seems like the first?

Originally Posted by BigFan

In my case, I find that if I focus and get enough sleep, I can usually get one dream a night, but, in some cases they are fragments, but, your dreams are somewhat detailed. Curious, did you do something other than the norm for dream recall? The norm being notebook with pen near bed, stay in same position, close eyes and focus, etc.... Stress can really mess up dream recall and I think it's what is messing up my recall as well Also, are your lucids mostly awarness type or do you actually do RCs because it seems like the first?

Honestly, I'm not sure if I do anything out of the ordinary, when it comes to recall. I've always been into my dreams, so I've always had somewhat decent recall. Lately, the most important thing I think I've done is to take notes (instead of trying to write out an entire dream, in one shot). As soon as I wake up, I go to my computer and start going through the dream in chronological order, as quickly as I can. I just write down keywords to help me remember situations. That way, I can get as much of the timeline as I can, before going back and looking at the keywords, and retaining all of the details surrounding that keyword. Sometimes, I'm left with keywords that I can't even remember enough about to put into context, but at least I still have those words to remind me of something that happened, whether or not I actually remember it by the time I write the dream out in full.

When it comes to lucid dreams, I've started going over the events of the dream, while still dreaming. (When I can remember to, anyway.) If I've been lucid for a while, I like to stop and just kind of recount the events of the dream so far - just so I can jog my memory a bit, so that I don't passively let everything slip away, by the time I wake. I'll literally stop whatever I'm doing and stand in one spot, going over the events of the dream, "in my head", like a grocery list. Then I'll continue on with whatever I'm doing. I feel this helps me remember the dream a lot better.

And most of my lucids are DILDs. I've never really been disciplined enough to keep up with reality checks (though I do them every now and then), but I'm fortunate enough to have always had off-the-wall, usually very intense dreams, so I got used to recognizing a nightmare as a nightmare, and taught myself to question whether almost any intense situation is a dream or reality. I can experience a lot of crazy, fantasy-type stuff in my dreams and not gain lucidity, but - a lot of the time - if there is something dangerous or life-threatening going on, I'll question my state of consciousness, and realize that I'm dreaming.

05/06/2010
Dream (Frag) One:
I was watching TV with mom, in an unfamiliar house that had 3 TV's in the living room. There was a (approx) 30-something inch TV at the front of the room; a smaller screen, which stood a few feet away from that one; and a huge, 100-or-so inch screen on the ceiling. I was lying on the floor, on my back, looking up at the big screen. Can't remember what I was watching, though.


Dream (Frag) Two:
Was riding my old dirtbike, in the trails that seemed to be the ones behind my present house.


Dream (Frag) Three:
I was at a party and had gotten done having sex with one woman. Some time later, another woman came up to me and was talking to me like I knew her, but I apparently had no idea who she was. She told me that I'd had sex with her too, a short while ago, but that I probably didn't remember because I was on Xanax at the time.


Dream (Frag) Four:
Cierra and I were in a store together. We were leaving, her mom had called on my phone, but instead of the cellphone I have now, it was one of those old, brick-sized cellphones from the '80s-'90s. While we were walking out to the parking lot, she talked for a little while. Then, when she got done - as if it were standard procedure for hanging up a cellphone - she says "ok, bye," and then chucks the phone at the ground. I was pretty shocked (and upset) by that, so I scolded her a bit and had her pick it back up.

She picked it up and immediately dialed 911 (which I saw her do, and she actually dialed "199", but it worked, just the same). She started to say something, but I grabbed the phone from her and I tried to tell dispatch that there was no emergency and that my daughter was just playing with the phone, dialing 911 by accident. The guy who was working said that it was still necessary for them to send someone out to our location - since there was a child involved - to make sure everything was already. So, we had to sit around and wait for the police to show up, and I was pretty pissed at that as well.



05/14/2010
"Night Owls"

MJ (who had just left my house, before I went to sleep IRL) came back over. Todd (who'd come over earlier, and left a short while before MJ came by), was with her. Apparently they had passed each other on the street, and somehow discovered that they both knew me. It was like 5AM, but MJ had decided to come back and hang out for a while longer, since we were going to be up for a while. We went outside to talk for a bit, and my mom came to the kitchen window and looked at us like we were disturbing her sleep. I just kind of waved her off, and we went inside.

Later, they were leaving, and I was walking back inside, after walking them out. My entrance/exit on my side of the house goes through my bathroom, and when I passed the shower, I heard a sound coming from inside. I couldn't tell what it was, but almost sounded like a whimper. I poked my head inside the shower curtain and looked down. There was an unknown kid, maybe about 7 years old, looking up at me. I asked him just what the hell he was doing, hiding in my shower, and he said he was lost. Apparently, he was dropped off here by someone he wasn't familiar with, and had no idea where he was. I was just about to call the police to report a missing child, when my buddy Josh shows up at my door, wanting to hang out. At this time, it was like 6AM, and I had a more pressing issue to attend to. I stood outside with him for just a few minutes, but then - tired and agitated - I just pretty much said "screw this" and turned around and walked back inside without even telling Josh to go home. Lol.

(Still in the Keys, on vacation. This is just a temporary post of notes from last night, so I don't forget it all. I'll be back in town tomorrow night...)

Spoiler for Notes for 05/31/2010:

05/31/2010 (Notes)
-Some room with traps on the walls and floors. Face-hugger aliens scurrying around.
-Being out on the streets and then getting confronted by a ghost of a woman with no eyes. Looked kinda like the witch from SLeepy Hollow. Pretty much popping up wherever I went. Was told later by some girl that JVL died the previous night. Looking up information on her death and saw that she had her eyes stabbed out.
-HEaring gunshots outside the house. Went out and saw a gunfight between a group of thugs on the street. Got mom's gun out of the drawer and went out on the balcony with it, just in case. Guy saw me with it and they all came up to the house to start trouble. Defused it and got away with it.
-Huge argument with Todd over $20.

(More notes...)

Spoiler for Notes for 06/01/2010:

06/01/2010 (Notes)
-Out in the middle of nowhere with a few people came across a facility and stopped to see if they had a bathroom. Run by Nazis or something. Went in and was passing all of these operating tables. Looked on one counter and saw a human brain. Immediately turned around to leave. They all went on alert and tried to stop me/us. Huge fight. I became lucid, while trying to run away. Went back into the fight, kicking ass. Tried to throw ki blasts but couldn't get them to manifest. They released some mutant animal. Really disgusting-looking. I guess guy was transforming into it, because he pulled up in a car, and then busted out through the windshield as this enormous, skinless, dog-faced beast that looked like he was surgically stitched together or something. Tried pyro blasts, hit it in the face once. Not sure how I/we beat it, but it was really gory. Dragging the lower half of its body. Another beast came out, looked more like a conventional werewolf. I transformed into one and brawled with it. Very agile and powerful. Killed it. Lost lucidity.
-Another dream I believe. Was still a werewolf that could change at will. Was part of a community of shape-shifters. Lived in an amazing castle with a view, and were at war with other shapeshifters. We had relationships in time of piece. I remember seeing one of my allies run off with some girl he wasn't necessarily supposed to be with (tho I don't remember why) and just grinning at them from afar, yelling out to them not to get caught. Later, castle was invaded. We all transformed and went to war. Really awesome battle.

*Sigh*
...Fighting off horrible recall, lately. Been left with nothing but an overall "feel" of what my dreams have been about, but nothing really in detail. I'll try to at least get caught up with my past dreams, over the weekend. Hopefully, I'll start getting some of my recall back...

Aight, it's been a minute, but I'm back and playing catch-up...

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05/17/2010 (Notes)
(Don't remember any of this enough to write it out, so I'm just going to post the notes.)
Some kind of supernatural murder/mystery kind of thing. Lots of fighting. Loooooooooong lucid that stayed with me after I woke up briefly. Kept looking at my hands and had fingers missing, or they were worn down to nubs. Can't remember what the hell actually happened in the dream, though. Remember falling back to prove lucidity, and floating just inches above the ground. Also I picked up a couple of people with TK. Going through hallways and entering a room.



05/19/2010
Dream One:
"Over-protection"

I was with some girl, and another couple - and we were all staying in a hotel. The girl and I never had sex, but we were all over each other, all night. The next morning came, and we immediately found ourselves on the run. Apparently, I wasn't supposed to be seeing this girl. Her father was a very 'influential' man, and had sent hired guns to bring her back from me. They'd burst into the room, and we had just barely been able to give them the slip, running through the hallways and dashing down the steps. We'd apparently been doing this for some time, and I was beginning to feel that it was only a matter of time before her Dad's men eventually stopped us. In the stairwell, a couple of shots rang out, but none of them hit me. We'd gotten downstairs and were just about to make our way outside. These men were coming in from all angles, and there was a good number of them. Right then, as if on cue, I realized I was dreaming, and that these guys were no threat to me. Immediately, I stopped running.

I turned around and briskly stalked toward the men who had gathered together - closing in. I started taunting them - daring them to come at me. For a little reassurance, I repeated to myself that this "was only a dream," a couple of times, under my breath. The men were completely shocked. They looked at me, and looked around at each other, neither of them knowing what to do. They'd been chasing us all this time, relentlessly, and in turning from prey to predator, I had completely shut down their machine. Nobody wanted a piece, even though they were all armed, and I wasn't.

The dream skipped ahead, and not only was I no longer lucid, but I was no longer myself at all. I was some random person at a formal function of some sort, and surrounded by miltary personnel in suits and dress blues. It seems the parents of the girl that I (my original self) was with had bought off the military. They were all toasting to themselves, and discussing my apparent demise. They were laughing at the "insane" way that I had walked back up toward them, and challenged them all. While they were discussing the events, I actually began remembering them. I remembered everything that had happened to my old self. I remembered that I was dreaming.

All I could think about was how hilarious this was. They were sitting here, kissing their own asses at having killed me, not knowing that I was actually right here in the room with them. I stood up, out of my seat, and promptly jumped up on the table, in the center of the room, attracting everyone's attention. Then, I made an announcement that I was that same guy that they were talking about. I explained that I had switched bodies, and was just dropping in on them, to listen to them gloat about their false victory. Once again, everyone was instantly terrified. I started taunting them once again, daring them to try to take me down. As if by instinct, those of the audience members who were soldiers (though still out of uniform) took formations, and drew whatever firearms they had. Completely full of myself, I stepped down off the table and strolled over to them at random, disarming them with some textbook - only slightly painful - grapples, stripping the last guy of his gun and hanging onto it, myself. I spun the gun around the room and told them that I was going to kill each and every one of them - taking the moment to look at my free hand and stabilize the dream. My fingers were gone - worn down to the numbs, beneath the first joints.

I probably should have taken longer to stare at my hand, because I didn't exactly bring the dream into great clarity, before a single person suddenly bolted for the door. Without hesitation, I slung my arm in his direction and shot him in the back. He went down hard, and the entire room erupted in panic.

Unfortunately, the dream completely unravelled here, and I don't think there was anything after this.


Dream (Frag) Two:
At someone's house with a bunch of friends. One of them was a "genius." He was making weapons for all of us, just out of random shit he had lying around. He made me a light-saber type of weapon that worked with just a really hot jet, instead of photons/plasma.

05/20/2010
"Mistaken Identity"

I was going out to a pub crawl type of thing with Tiff and some others. Dunno where exactly we were, but we were far from home, and driving my mom's Sentra. I was "myself", in the normal sense - but the only thing different was that I was an off-duty cop. There was also a shotgun strapped to the console of the car, as if we were in a police cruiser. When we got to wherever it was we were going, we split up to go and get something to eat. There was another car in my group, and they were in front of me when I went through a drive through. For some reason, I kept forgetting to order at the speaker, and drove through the drive thru like 3 times, because I couldn't remember to order. Finally, I ended up just driving up to the window and ordering there.

Suddenly I was standing at the counter, inside the restaurant. I just sort of transitioned there. There were these crazy, edgy commercials playing on the screens around the room, and they were hilarious. I realized it was getting late and we had to leave. After getting my phone, I remembered that I didn't get any ketchup packets. Not wanting to take the time to walk back to the counter, I just grabbed some off of someone else's table, which had been left behind. A girl that worked there saw me take them, and just gave me some fresh ones.

I walked out of the restaurant as it was closing, looking around for the car. It wasn't in the place I remembered parking it (even though I don't remember parking it, at all). After walking a little while, we came upon a Sentra like mom's, but the tire was absolutly destroyed, and was obviously undrivable. I tried the door and the dome light came on, inside. I could tell that this wasn't my mom's car. I got a text from Tiff asking where I was, and I kept looking for mom's car. At the far side of the lot, I saw a girl changing her tire. There were a lot of trees around, so I moved closer to that side of the parking lot, to see if mom's car was around. On my way over there, an unfamiliar little girl came out of nowhere, and walked passed me. She had to be about 7. I glanced back at her, and couldn't help but wonder where this kid's parents were. She was just wandering the parking lot by herself, and didn't seem to be associated with the older woman who was still a few dozen yards away.

Suddenly, a bright, white, spot light blasted me from above, followed by the low-end clapping of a helicopter rotor. An brigade of cops rushed in from everywhere. Apparently, they were looking for a pedophile in the area, and my simply having walked passed this little girl and looked back at her, triggered them into thinking I was their man. A couple of cops ran up to me, wasting no time and immediately spraying me in the face with a can of mace. I felt to the ground, clutching my face and burning (and it's been a while since the dream though, so I can't really remember how intense the pain actually was).

While I was on the ground, the cops got word that they had just ambushed the wrong guy. I could only lay there on the concrete, trying get the horrible burning out of my nose and eyes. The dream ended shortly after that.

05/25/2010
"Web-Swinging and Giant Robots"

I was web-swinging through a city, though I still myself, and not Spider-Man. When not swinging on the webs, I did a lot of manuvering like the character in Prototype - running up walls and diving for long distances and whatnot. Soon enough, there was a large battle going on, and my allies and I were trying to stop some sort of organization/corporation. They had control of these massive "super-creatures" that I believe were robotic, rather than organic - but I'm not exactly certain of that. The battle was intense, though. I remember periods of being knocked into skyscraper windows, rolling and dashing across the office floors to gain a better position, and then crashing out through the windows on the other side. Still hundreds of feet above street level, I'd web-swing to a higher point, keeping myself around the head of the beast I was helping to take down.




05/27/2010
"Freddy's Up to His Old Tricks Again"

I was with some girl I didn't recognize, but it was obvious that we were a couple. There was some dude who was a friend of ours, and I believe we all shared a house together. Freddy just suddenly came on the scene by killing the girl, though I can't remember how he did it. After that, he just kept coming after me, wherever I went, making his presence known by causing some supernatural occurrence. All of that is a bit of a blur, though, but I went from place to place, just narrowling escaping his trademark attacks.

Later, I was in either a school, or a police station, at night. I don't remember what I was doing in there, but I found myself in a small room, with a body bag lying on the floor. I knew that, inside that body bag, was my dead girl's body. And I knew - from having seen the NoES movies - that body was about to come alive and find it's way out of the bag. No sooner did I think this, than the bag - set in the middle of the room, between myself and the only door - began to stir and writhe around. Not wanting to see any of whatever was going to happen next, I dashed toward a corner of the room, and crawled my way up and out, through a window, and into the parking lot.

There was a lot more that went on, around here, but my recollection of it is really fuzzy (and my notes are pretty weak, here, actually. ). I do remember being on a rocky bike trail, somewhere high. I wouldn't say they were mountains, but definitely stone hills with a lot of loose gravel around them. The guy in the lead went over a path which set on top of - what I felt was - a very "suspiciously"-placed boulder. When the shirtless guy went over the pathway, the rock slipped out from under him, and he fell to one side, tumbling down dozens of feet of jagged rock. After flipping and bouncing and crashing his way down the incline, he careened over a vertical edge and fell toward the earth. My perspective then changed and I saw the guy falling from a different angle. I saw the ground beneath him, and in that last moment before he smacked against it, the stone and grass twisted, contorting itself, as if by magic, and turning into the perfect, rocky depiction of Freddy's grinning face. The falling man, instead of crunching down onto the hard stone, fell into the waiting mouth, and Freddy swallowed him whole.

At some other time, I was in a two-story house, and I was trapped in a room upstairs. The room had caught fire, which was Freddy's doing, and the flames were blocking my path to the door. So, again, the only way to escape was through the window (which, now that I think of it, was just like the scene in Final Destination - dunno which one - where the kid had to escape his burning apartment). The last thing I remember is running down a really rickety staircase, and then out along the street.



05/28/2010
"Bacon"

I was with Todd, who was driving like a maniac - going up on curbs and all in the grass and shit. I was in the back, and there was someone else in the passenger seat. Dunno who. We ended up passing a cop, who seemed to come out of nowhere, and Todd tries his best to correct himself and drive straight. After riding for a few more feet, I looked back and didn't see the cop chasing us, feeling a bit of relief. I knew that I had weed in my pocket and that the last thing we needed was to be pulled over. Later, though, again, the cop seems to come out of nowhere, flashing his lights and attempting to pull us over. Todd acts as if he's pulling to the side, slowing down, but he continues to drive forward - playing it off as if he just can't find a suitable spot to pull over. He goes on for about another mile, and finally pulls into my old neighborhood. He takes his time turning around, to maneuver into a parking space - rather nonchalantly - and I quickly eat the weed and tear up the bag. When we finally stop, the cop is irate, and he's screaming his head off at us for being so passive about pulling over. When he demanded our IDs, I realized that I didn't have mine, and this pissed him off even more. Surprisingly enough, though, he ended up letting me go, and went back over to talk to Todd. (Not to jinx myself, but I actually have amazing luck with cops, IRL, and most of my friends hate me for it. Lol.)

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

05/25/2010
"Web-Swinging and Giant Robots"

That sounds like so much fun omg!!!

Originally Posted by Queen Zukin

That sounds like so much fun omg!!!

Hahahaha. It was!!

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06/22/2010
Fragment
There was a portal which led to some other time/dimension which looked much like the world we live in. My friends and I were at the mall, and somehow ended up finding over $100,000. We tried to get it out of the mall and, for some reason, a few of my friends didn't want to leave. There was a huge showdown with the cops (which I don't remember), and at some point - my notes say - I ended up gaining brief lucidity. I was able to rewind the situation and start it over. This time, we had found diamonds instead of money, and we were trying to get those home. There was a big ordeal where the portal we had found began sucking the diamonds in, and we were trying to hold onto them, while they were getting ripped out of the bag by the vortex.



06/24/2010
Fragment
I was in an apartnment complex, and being chased around, like I was playing GTA. I could see blips of all guys coming after me, "on screen".



06/25/2010
Framgent
I was at some huge movie theater, which was more a mixture between a movie theater and nightclub. For I while, I just went walking around through each of the cinemas/dance floors.


And here are the notes, for the next set of dreams; for anyone who wants to read them before I get a chance to write them out. I also have some written on paper, so this isn't actually the full set.

Spoiler for Preview:

07/02/2010
Skating with Josh on the street. Had a pair of my extra roller blades. Went to someone's house. A friend of ours. Walked in - there were like 4 of us. He was sick, but his mom was up and about. Dude called me and asked me to get him some medicine. Was directing me to where it was, but I couldn't find it. Later.
-Crazy scenario where I had a son. Son was kidnapped, practically from under my nose. Kid's mom was with me. High speed chase after the car that I saw him speed away in. Driving the SHIT out of my truck, drifting and all, trying to stay behind car. Kid's mom was just having fun, saying "weeeee" and whatnot. Got to the end of a dock area. Boy was dropped off, and car went to the end, by the water. Stopped and told babymomma to get the boy. The boy was playing with another kid. She got out and went to get him. Was having "trouble" catching him. Going really slow. Didn't look like she was trying at all. I was getting pissed, and she was acting like she was trying. Older guy in other car drove up behind me. BMomma pushed son out in front of car and he was intentionally run over. WTF? I was set-up. Momma had organized the kidnapping, to kill me and son. Guy got out of car and shot me with silenced pistol. I went down. Shot me again. And again. Just kept feeling tacks all over me. I kept fighting off dying. Looked up at the sky, on the ground. Came up and shot me in the head. Died and was now a woman avenging my own death. Arsenal. Drove to dock. Like 20 guys. Completely slaughtered them all. 3rd person. Did graceful back walk-over, under guy's bullets. Jumped on hood of 1 getaway car. Cracked windshield so they couldn't see. Jumped down and put shotgun to driver's face. Shot through him and killed passenger with same blast. Leader was in final car. Dragged him out and kicked his ass. Tied him loosely to undercarriage. Started car and let it roll around in circle, running him over repeatedly.
-TSmith being pissed off about my being with MJ at club last night. Calling her all kinds of names and basically hating on her for being white.

07/10/2010
Coaster with C. Jumping tracks and craziness. Running on tracks and around area. Exploring hills. Ran up hill. climbed rest of the way. Flew a bit. Told her we are lcuid dreaming. Played around. Later at home in Cbury. Dad in room. Still lucid. Told him to watch and levitated. Just watched for a minute. Bounced slowly around the room from walls and ceiling. Asked how I was doing it. Told him he wasn't real. Explained whole lucid thing. He couldn't believe it. He started feeling the bed and everything in the room. Levitated bed. He disappeared when bed was back down. Tried to summon him. Couldn't. Tried to summon mike W. Couldn't at first, around a door. But then he was laying down behind me. Back outside. Playing in street with others. Moon was out. Focused and moved it. Turned into the earth. Brought itout of sky and thudded onto street. Everyone: the planet earth. In my truck. Someone was having car trouble, I think it was mike. Asked if I had AAA as tow-truck pulled up. We got out to see what was up. Fire dragon caught eye. Mean, but awesome. Really colorful underneath, but covered in fire. Snake-like body almost. Kept spitting flames at us. Walked up and stood in one of the flames. It was hot. Held out hands and took control of dragon. Quick arm movements. Tied him in a knot. Tried to make mushroom clouds on horizon. Smaller explosions. Kids in field. Thought they were playing at first. Saw cops chasing them. Decided to wait and see what happened. All got closer. Kids drew guns and shot into car. Cop car rolled over by me and crashed. Blood on window. Started trying to remember dream. Ran over events. Something else started to happen but I jumped out, before it got too far.

08/13
In and office setting with windows. A lot happened beforehand, but I forgot it. Became lucid. Walking on walls/ceiling, just messing around. Everyone else in the office started doing their own thing. Conversation with woman about this all being a dream. She recognized it as one without my saying it. Again walking on walls. Standing on vertical wall and talking to someone who was sitting or standing on floor/chair.

08/14
Something about time travel and/or dream time dilation. Was telling someone about the other "time" that I lived for like 40 years, and had a wife and a daughter. Was getting really choked up about it, because I think I "woke up" from that life and it had all been a dream. Something about swimming through a tunnel, to get back to where I needed to be - which was some kind of school campus or something.

08/15/2010
Hanging out with someone. We were at a mall or something. Mel had to work and place was in mall. Family came in starting shit with people. Big guy and his two smaller brothers and their mom. Just started pushing people around and shit. Started getting more and more violent. Came to me and started fucking with me. I started fighting back. Others jumped in. Fought off entire family in small corridor. Sea of people on other side of us from the wall. I would beat them back and they'd disappear into the crowd and then come back around from another angle. Wailing on them with everything I could use as a weapon. They ended up giving up.
- Really complex Inception dream. Don't quite think I was Cobb, but I was a main character, and trying to figure out everything that happened. Story got really confusing and couldn't figure shit out. Everyone was talking about how it was done, and what the end result was. Saying that they used invisibility technology and shapeshifting. At the end, they were trying to show me what was done, and each character showed up in a public bathroom in a different body. I ended up kind of figuring out who was who. Ariadne was in the body of a short, fat old man. Can't really remember who everyone else was. Was lucid for a while, trying to complete the unicorn task. Couldn't make one appear. So a few animals, and tried to make one walk through the front door of the building I was in, but couldn't. Levitated a few things and people to make sure I was dreaming. Didn't last long, though.

08/17/2010
At house. Playing with something caused explosion. Lucid I think? Hiding from mom on roof, flying. Flew away to another place. Fighting going on. Just spectating.Fight turned toward me since I was superhuman. Chasing, flying. web swinging from fast vehicles. Blowing shit up behind m hands. Crab claw that came from ground. Killed beatst. Another. MUCH bigger. Killed beast. Destroyed countless helicopters.

08/18/2010
Out in rocky area. With a few other people and small child. Helping child get across river/gap. Made him track. Went down and face planted. Later, tried to pull him back up and whole case came down. Was tilting over, high in the air. launched baby to land on other side. Injured I think.

08/23/2010
Owen Wilson/Gunslinger. Was practicing moves at first. Swinging gun around with gloves on. A little awkward but was getting it. In a bar at night. Competition with other guy. Shooting glasses with arms crossed on opposite sides/tables. Asked for real challenge. Got out a superball. Bounced it around room. Tried shooting it. Hard at first, but started to get it. Scar on head from something.

08/24/2010
At beach. Idiot with infant son. Flipping him around on floaty pad. Kid falls in water, dad doesn't notice. We scream at him and he grabs kid. Kid obviously drowning. Dad just sits tere. Asked if he new CPR and he said no. Aboutto give it to kid when he started coughing and was ok.
-Telling mom about previous dream.

08/28/2010
Sitting in a chair in a friend's living room, and their dog trying like hell to hump my leg.

It seems like everyone eventually dreams a lot of portals and vortexes. The lucid dream reminds me of a dream a friend told me he had:

Jesus was coming again. A construction crane lowered a big coffin in the sky. Jesus came out, and gave him $100,000 to spend on him and his disabled brother. He's a Buddhist, by the way. LOL

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Jesus was coming again. A construction crane lowered a big coffin in the sky. Jesus came out, and gave him $100,000 to spend on him and his disabled brother. He's a Buddhist, by the way. LOL

Hahaha. Nice! That Jesus; always spreading the love.
And check this out, Nomad. I would have never expected to have any success with your RPG so soon, but I got lucky enough to get up early, this morning, and be able to try a WBTB!

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08/29/2010
"Birth of a Djinn"

(I'm going to go back to some of the other dreams, but I'm amazed that I was able to succeed in this lucid "mission", so soon after reading WakingNomad's Serial Dream RPG thread. So I just had to hurry up and write this one out. I just wish I was able to remember some more of the details. I got up at about 5am and browsed Dream Views a bit, reminding myself to try for Nomad's first mission. In the past, I haven't had much luck with RPG-type tasks (of which my journal constantly reminds me ), but, amazingly, this one came pretty easily.

I believe I was in my old high school cafeteria. There had been a bit going on, before this point, but I don't remember very much at all. My earliest memory of this dream was becoming lucid, by noticing how unclear and "hazy" things were. I just didn't feel like I was in reality, and I quickly realized this to be because I was in an unstable dream. Immediately, I brought my hands up in front of me, and stared at them, trying to pull together all of the visual detail I could. I had an extra finger on each hand, and each one was loosely attached to the pinky before it, practically webbed. I lowered my hands and looked around, having succeeded in bringing things into more clarity. With almost uncommon ease (for myself, anyway, lol), I quickly remembered my intention to try Nomad's RPG mission. I didn't quite remember every detail of his scenario, but I remembered that I had to be walking on a path through the woods, and look at myself in a mirror. Judging by where I was, though, there wasn't a wooded area anywhere near me.

I began to float through the school hallways, hovering in a standing position, as if my feet were still on the floor. After a while, I began to lose patience, getting the feeling that I wasn't any closer to finding an exit than when I started, so I tried some scene changing. Figuring that spinning would likely cause me to wake up, I closed my eyes lightly, and thought of the woods. When I opened them, I was in another setting (which I can't really remember), but it was definitely not a wooded path. I tried at least once or twice more, with no success. Then, I opened them again to find myself standing in some grass in a field. A bit closer to the woods than any of my other attempts, I imagined that, once I turned to the left, I would be in the middle of the woods. I spun to the left, and after a short blur of my vision, I saw that I was, indeed, standing in the middle of the woods, on a fairly wide path which ran through the cluster of trees around me.

The next thing I remembered was that I had to look at myself in a mirror, and wondered how I would get my hands on one. Ironically, I didn't even think about just turning around, to have one in front of me. Instead, I thought about the way I'd created a door, in my Water Dragon dream, and decided to do something similar. I put my hands in front of me, as if I was holding a single point in space with the index fingers and thumbs of both my hands. I then pulled my hands apart, horizontally, creating a thin line which stretched between the two hands. Once it was a few inches wide, I then spread my index fingers away from their respective thumbs, expanding what was once a thin line, into an empty box (or "frame") between my fingers. The geometric shape sat there between my fingers, as if I were holding a transparent credit card between my hands. Then, considering this to be the back side of the mirror, I then twisted my fingers so the box flipped around, vertically. It was like I had actually cut out a square, in my field of view, and then flipped everything inside that square - trees and all - around like a card. On the other side was a perfect little mirror, which I held up to my face, remembering that I had chosen a Djinn as my character for the game. I saw a hazy, obscure version of myself staring back at me. I couldn't really make out all the details, but it looked incredibly plain - just my regular self.

A little bored with this rendition of my character, I lowered the mirror away from my face. Clearing my mind and just hoping for something a little more interesting - yet trying not to consciously influence the outcome - I looked back into the mirror. This picture was much clearer. It was still me, but I was shirtless, and had thick, short, brownish/reddish hair which sat wildly, on top of my head. Two pointy little bumps of my skull sat above my eyebrows; a modest set of horns, which hadn't quite broken through the skin. I grinned at myself, which seemed quite humorously wicked. Overall, I figured my Djinn to be quite a handsome devil, so I was satisfied. Something happened, at this point, where my reflection began to take on a life of its own. This part is really fragmented, but I remember getting into an altercation with my reflection, and we started pushing/pulling on each other, like the shoving match we had in my last dream where I saw my reflection. I don't remember if I grabbed him and pulled him out of the mirror, or he grabbed me and pulled me into the mirror, but we were suddenly on the same plane, rolling around on the wooded path and trying to gain advantage over the other. Don't remember the outcome of that, though.

Later, I was back into open an open field. There were a few people milling around, and a lake nearby. On the lake, I saw an abandoned little boat struggling to stay afloat. I levitated myself and flew over to it, landing on top of it, feeling like taking a little explorative ride around this enormous lake. The boat was a small, blue motorboat with no motor. So, I took hold of the boat, telekinetically, and pushed it around the lake with my mind. Every now and then, I wondered if I would come across any of my usual sea monsters, but I was feeling a real sense of empowerment, in being my new Djinn character, and I honestly didn't care what I encountered, because I felt that I could take on anything.

I know there was so much more than happened, after this. I distinctly remember stopping somewhere and running back over the events of the dream in my mind, and trying to recall them before I woke up, which is what I usually do during long lucids. But, sooner or later the dream ended. I think a lot of time must had passed between the dream and the time I actually woke. Otherwise, I think I would have remembered a lot more than I did. I was only concerned with retaining the lucid portion, though, and I'm happy to have recalled as much as I had.

(I plan on either drawing, modeling, or photoshopping a rendition of what my Djinn/self looked like in the dream, when I have the time. )

That is a badass dream. Thank you for joining the dream-game!

That was an awesome dream, O. Good job getting to the woods, making your mirror, and seeing your character. Your dreams are always so cool.

Thanks, you two!

07/02/2010
Dream (Frag) One:
I had an extra pair of roller blades (that I don't really have in waking life), and I was letting Josh use them, so we could skate around the street. We ended up going to a friend's house. When we walked in, there were 2 or 3 other people there. Our friend - who we'd gone to visit - was sick in bed, but his mom was up and about. From his room, my sick friend called my cellphone, and asked me to find him some medicine. He was trying to give me directions to the medicine, but I couldn't find it.


Dream Two:
"A Woman Scorned"

In this dream, I had a son who was maybe about 6 years old. I don't remember exactly how it happened, but my son wound up getting kidnapped, practically from right under my nose. His mother (who was the real mother of my daughter, in waking life) was with me, and we were able to catch sight of the kidnappers as they sped away, and hopped into my truck to chase after them. There was a high-speed chase on the highway, and I was driving my truck like I had never driven it before, drifting around corners and weaving in and out, through traffic, trying to stay on the kidnappers' tail. Ironically, my son's mom didn't seem very concerned with the whole chase. Apparently, she was having the time of her life, during the chase, yelling out "wheeeee!!!" and whatnot, enjoying the ride. We wound up at a marina, and I saw the boy get dropped off near what I can only guess was a boathouse, the car then speeding off toward the end of the pier, as if it were going to jump into the water. When I passed the boathouse, I told my baby's momma to jump out and grab the boy, who was now playing with some other kid, inside the open cargo bay. She got out and went to get him, but he seemed to be unharmed, and actually giving her a hard time in catching him. After a moment, I noticed that he wasn't giving her as hard a time as she was letting on. She was going really slow, and just acting like she couldn't get her hands on him, but I could clearly tell that she just wasn't trying at all. I was getting pissed at her lack of effort, and yelling at her to hurry up and just grab him, getting out of the car, myself.

Suddenly, the guy who had kidnapped the boy, and driven down the end of the dock, pulled up beside me. Upon his approach, my son's mom quickly grabbed the boy and pushed him out in front of the approaching car, causing our son to get run over by the man's car. I was struck by shock, immediately aware that she had done it on purpose. Our son was now dead, and I knew that I had been set up, from the beginning. Her wicked grin told me that my son's mom had organized the entire kidnapping, as a rouse to kill me and our son. Sternly, as I sat there in a suspended state of "WTF??", the man in the other car stepped out. He briskly stalked over toward me and raised a silenced pistol, squeezing the trigger and putting a bullet through my chest. I instantly dropped to my knees. Though any fight I might have had in me was now gone, the man granted me no mercy. He pulled the trigger again and again, firing relentlessly into me, from point blank range. I slumped lower to the ground, feeling a - surprisingly subtle - chorus of pin-pricks all through my torso. Though the bullets weren't all that intense, the oncoming sensation of death was. I fell to my back and looked up at the sky, trying to fight off the impending darkness. However, the unknown man proved himself to be heartlessly thorough, inching closer and letting out one final shot, hitting me square in the forehead. I had been baited into death, and the diabolical duo had succeeded.

Before I had even noticed a moment had passed, I was now in the body of a female vigilante, furiously packing an arsenal of weapons into my car. I drove back to the dock with a vengeance. When I pulled up to the familiar boathouse, I got out of the car and stormed into the place - locked and loaded. There were about 20 guys in the boathouse, and I completely slaughtered them all. Around this point, the dream switched to 3rd person perspective, and I saw myself - as this dark-hair, pony-tailed chick - just going Rambo on these guys. One guy drew a bead on me and, when he opened fire, I did a graceful, backward walk-over - my stomach passing just inches below his bullets. I continued around the room, and made my way over to a getaway car that a few of the thugs were trying to escape in. I jumped onto the hood and cracked the windshield (with my foot, I think. Not sure.), so that they couldn't see. Then I rolled off the hood and aimed my shotgun in through the driver's side window. A single blast punched a hole through the driver's face, and took out his passenger as well. The leader of the group - still the man from the original chase - tried to get away in his own car. I dragged him out of the car, before he could take off, and kicked the shit out of him. I then took a rope and tied him to the undercarriage of his own car, leaving some slack in the rope. I then started the car and (somehow) set it so that the car would drive slowly around in a circle. With the leader tied to the bottom, the car pretty much just rolled in a circle around him, periodically running him over on every pass - as something of an homage to my son. This continued on until even after I was sure the man had been killed.

Don't remember anything after that.


Dream (Frag) Three
All I remember is being with MJ at the comedy club and TSmith was hating on her, for being my girlfriend. She was calling MJ all kinds of names and slinging mad insults at her - most of them racist.

07/10/2010
"Fire-Breathing Fire"

From my earliest memory of this dream, I was lucid. I was on some crraaaaazzzzyy, roller-coaster type of track, with Cierra. The coaster had no cars, and we were actually running on the tracks and around the areas that the tracks had connected to one another. Surrounding the pillars of mountains and concrete structures, stretched an endless, blue ocean, and the tracks we were running on were apparently suspended over the water by nothing. We ran on these thin rails with breakneck, video game-like speed, zipping around corners and up hills. I held her hand, and she followed close behind me. Sometimes we would jump off the tracks, without breaking stride, and run around, exploring the hills and buildings, before jumping back onto the tracks and continuing on our way. At different intervals, our tracks would sometimes come to a break, and we'd have to jump onto parallel tracks, to avoid falling into the infinite ocean below us. It all felt very Sonic the Hedgehog-ish. She was in awe of the whole thing, and wondered how we were able to do this. I told her that we were lucid dreaming, but didn't go into her being a DC. I don't believe it really crossed my mind.

My recall skips ahead, and I'm back at my old home in Canterbury, still lucid. I walked into the room which used to be my parents', and my dad was in there. I told him to check me out, and I started levitating in front of him. He just watched for a moment, and I bounced slowly around the room, from walls to ceiling and floor, as if I was filled with helium - lightly pushing my hands off the ceiling to make myself float down, the other way. He asked how I was doing it, and I explained the whole lucid thing to him, even going so far as to tell him about how he wasn't real, and was just a DC - which I hadn't done with Cierra. He was just in awe, and started rubbing his hands all over everything in the room - from the bed to the dresser and back again. When he sat down on the bed, I focused my mind on it and levitated it slowly to the ceiling. The bed actually touched flat against the ceiling, and when I lowered it, my dad was nowhere to be found. I tried to turn around and summon him, but he just wouldn't show up. Then, I remembered what had happened, one of the last times I was standing in this room, while lucid. (I had accidentally summoned my old friend, MW, after I had spent the whole dream trying to get rid of him.) So, seeing if I could kick-start my summoning ability by doing something familiar, I tried to summon MW again, by expecting him to just walk around the corner and into the room. No dice. Frustrated, I turned back to look at the room - trying of thinking of something else to do - and, lo and behold, MW was already sitting on the bed, looking at me with this stupid grin as if to say; "You rang? "

Even more frustrated at his comically-defiant entrance, I just smirked at him and turned back around, leading him out of the room. We walked out of the house, through the carport door - by this time, having abandoned my intention to summon my dad again - and there was a bunch of other people playing in the street. The first thing that caught my eye was the moon - being pretty much the only thing in the sky. I focused on the moon and moved it just slightly, testing my control over it. I then concentrated and attempted to turn it into a replica of the Earth. I don't remember what the actual morph looked like, but it was soon a spitting image of our planet. Finally, I yanked on the orb, telekinetically, and pulled it out of the sky. The planet - scaled to about the size of a mini-van, and still glowing as if it were lit by the sun, from within - thudded heavily onto the street and rolled about, between the group of onlookers. They all started playing with it, as if it were a giant medicine ball.

I had left the group, and was now sitting in my truck, in front of my house. Someone parked nearby was having car trouble. I believe it was MW again. He asked me if I had AAA and, as soon as the question left his lips, a tow-truck came pulling up behind us. We got out of our vehicles and began to go over to talk to the toe truck driver, when something caught my eye. I looked over toward the dark backdrop of the bayou behind my old house, and there was a snake-like flame, about the size of a man, dancing toward us from under a tall tree. As it got closer, I could see that it was a dragon. A dragon made of fire. It had a snake-like body, which stood up like a cobra - nearly as tall as I was - and was a mean sum'bitch. He was badass, though; made out of a smokeless fire that blazed all around what looked to be a colorfully reflective body, beneath. He kept spitting flames at all of us, and I stepped in the way, standing in one of the flames. I didn't create a shield, as I'd done in my first dragon encounter, but I just stood there and let him breathe fire all over me. To my surprise, it was actually pretty hot, but nothing too intense. Finally, in the middle of his assault, I held up my hands in front of me and took control of the dragon's body, with my mind. Waving my arms a little, to guide the mental movements, I literally tied the dragon's long, serpentine body into a knot, as if he were some big, flaming balloon animal. I then flicked my head in one direction and threw the dragon off to one side, discarding him.

Looking around, for something else to do, I tried to make some mushroom clouds blast up out of the midnight horizon. Some smaller explosions blasted through the nearby neighborhood, but nothing on the scale of what I was trying to accomplish. Along the ditch, I could see some kids playing out in the field. It looked like they were playing, at least. Then I saw that they were actually running from the police. A squad car had driven up onto the grass and was chasing the kids through the field, heading in my direction. Having nothing more pressing to do with my lucidity, I sat and watched, waiting to see what would happen next. Out of nowhere, now maybe about 50 yards away, the kids all drew pistols and opened fire into the car. The cops didn't even have a chance to react. Riddled with bullets, the squad car kept approaching me, sirens blaring, and cut a sharp turn into the soil. This caused the car to flip over once, passing me and coming to rest on it's rooftop, a couple of feet to my left. I couldn't even see the actual cops inside the wreckage. All I saw was a huge splatter of blood on the windshield, foretelling their fate. (I had been playing GTA, before bed, and that's what the whole ordeal felt like.)

I knew that I would be waking up soon, so I started going over the events of the dream in my mind, recalling as much as I could, before making that transition from dream to waking life. Something else began to happen, in the field, but I decided to pay no attention to it and jump out of the dream, while the recalled events were fresh in my mind.

I'm always so in awe of you and your lucid dreams. That is just the kind of dream and dream control that I have been wishing for lately.

I love the whole part about the moon/planet and what you are able to do. And the fire dragon, how cool. I love the way you stood in the flames. That is something that I have been wanting to do again. I walked through fire once, but it was a long time ago and it wasn't a very big fire. This time I want to step into a fire and see if I can watch my arm be consumed by the fire and them make it grow back. I wonder if I can do that without too much pain.

I literally tied the dragon's long, serpentine body into a knot, as if he were some big, flaming balloon animal. I then flicked my head in one directly and threw the dragon off to one side, discarding him.

That's too funny. Great way of taking something scary and making it comical. Nice control there.

Anyway...awesome job again, O.

Hey, thanks, TS!
I loved the part with the moon/planet, too. I especially liked the way it slammed down on the ground, as if it were a solid ball of concrete or something. It was all very surreal. I still don't think I've ever had any success with flying into outer space, but I'm surprised at how easy it was to bring a piece of outer space down to Earth. Hehe.

And the fire dragon was awesome. Even though he saw that I was just standing in the flames, he just kept on trying to burn me. Lol. That would be badass, to allow a part of my body get completely burned away, and then try to grow it back. I have re-attached limbs before, but I don't think I've ever completely grown another one. (Not that I can remember, anyway.) That might be fun to try!

Yeah, I have never thought about trying to bring something from outer space back to the Earth. I'll have to try that when I get my lucidity back up and going. And I do want to try to get back out in space too. I found that going through a portal (a mirror in my case) was the way I could get there (otherwise I just couldn't fly high enough).

And let's both try burning ourselves and see if we can grow our bodies back. I've burned other objects and grew them back, but never myself. I think that would be an awsome accomplishment. Challenging and satifying. I need some cool goals to get myself motivated again.

Been away for a while, but I'm trying to stay on my DJ a little better than I have been. I'll also be starting up my New DJ soon, with updates from my offline journal (Figured, I'd jump on the bandwagon), so stay tuned for a change of venue!

Originally Posted by Twoshadows

Yeah, I have never thought about trying to bring something from outer space back to the Earth. I'll have to try that when I get my lucidity back up and going. And I do want to try to get back out in space too. I found that going through a portal (a mirror in my case) was the way I could get there (otherwise I just couldn't fly high enough).

And let's both try burning ourselves and see if we can grow our bodies back. I've burned other objects and grew them back, but never myself. I think that would be an awsome accomplishment. Challenging and satifying. I need some cool goals to get myself motivated again.

Yeah, I definitely have that same problem with space. To this day, I don't think i've ever flown straight from the ground, into space. I might have, but I can't remember it, at the time. That fire task sounds awesome, though. Gonna be looking forward to trying that!

(Stilltrying to get caught up. Gonna do another installment of dreams, after this one, but I'm also going to go ahead and get started on some of my more recent dreams, in the other DJ section. Will post a link in here, some time.)



08/13/2010
"Bored Meeting"

I was in an office setting, surrounded by a board of suit-wearing colleagues, in a room fitted with a large, oval table and a single row of windows which spanned all four walls. I know that there was much more that went on, in the beginning of this dream, but this is another one where the first thing I can recall - upon waking - is being lucid. The first impulse I had was to play around with gravity. I started walking up the walls and along the ceiling, pretty much just strolling about the room and observing things. The board of DC's got up and started doing their own thing - some of them striking up off-beat conversations with others, and some of them acting like complete children and throwing things around the room at each other. I began to have a conversation to a woman about how this was all a dream, but she was way ahead of me and confirmed that it was, before I even mentioned it. Shortly after talking to her, I remember standing sideways, on one of the vertical walls, and talking to someone who was sitting nearby, on a chair. I was really enjoying the unusual perspective of just standing on a wall as if it were the floor, so close to the actual floor. We just talked for a while, but I don't really remember any of the dialogue, in this dream.


08/14/2010
Fragment:
Don't remember much about this one, but it had something to do with either time travel, or dream-time dilation. I was telling someone about the "other time", in which I'd lived for like 40 years, and had a wife and a daughter. Apparently, this life was now over, and I was getting really choked up, when explaining the whole story to some female. I think I had eventually "woke up" from that life, and came to the realization it had all been a dream.

Somehow, this scenario got tied into having to swim through some kind of tunnel, which would magically transport me back to where/when I was "supposed" to be. I remember that the tunnel took me onto a school campus, for some reason, but I don't remember anything that happened there.




08/15/2010
Dream One:
"MJ's Brothers"

I was hanging out with someone, and we were either in a mall or some large, similar building. MJ was there, and she had to work - apparently in the "mall" that we were in. M's family showed up, and were just immediately starting shit with people. It wasn't her actual family from waking life, but more like characters "playing" them. There were two small brothers, one huge brother, and their mom, and they were just pushing people around and generally causing ruckus. As time went on, they were seeming to get more and more violent. Before then, they had just been messing with everyone else in the crowd, but now, they'd turned their attention to me.

One of them began pushing me, and I immediately fought back. The others then tried to manuever into the fight as well. By this time, the mall/whatever building was packed with a sea of people. It was like a standing-room-only crowd at a concert. The three of us were fighting near one wall, and the hundreds of people had us closed in, but were just going on about their business. I was holding my own against this entire family of brothers, though. Lol. At one point, they developed the tactic of slipping into the crowd, once I'd beat them back from me. I would then lose them, visually, and they would rush out from other angles, trying to get the drop on me.

Somehow coming out on top, I'd pummeled the trio into giving up. Don't remember anything that happened after the right, though.


Dream Two:
"Forgery"

This was a really complex dream based on the movie Inception. I don't quite believe I was Cobb, but I was a main character. Apparently, I was meeting with the team, after a job, and I was having a hard time remembering what all had happened on the mission. There were just so many twists and turns in the story, that I couldn't piece it all together. Everyone else was talking about how it was done, and trying to jog my memory. They said something about using invisible technology and shapeshifting. By the end of the dream, they were trying to actually show me what they'd done. We'd met in a public bathroom somewhere, and dressed somewhat Matrix-ish. But each character showed up as someone else, and after they talked for a short while, I ended up more-or-less figuring out who was who. Then, to show me the technology, they shifted their bodies back into their original forms. Ariadne had been in the body of an short, fat, old man. I can't really remember who everyone else was.

I had become lucid, at one point, and was able to remember to do the unicorn task. Unfortunately, I couldn't make one appear. I remember being in a downstairs hallway of a building, which looked like it could have been a university or something. The lights were very dim, and I was trying to make the unicorn come in through one of the shadowy doorways around me. I did see a few small animals go running passed me; goats, birds, etc., but no unicorn. Wandering through the moonlit hallways for a while, I amused myself by levitating random people, as I passed them. My lucidity didn't last long, though, and I ended up waking up.



08/17/2010
"Prototypical"

I was at a house that I've never had in waking life, but it was still "my" house. I was younger than I am now, and I had been playing around with something which I can't remember. It ended up causing a large explosion in the house. The only thing I could think of, was how pissed my mom was going to be. Lol. I knew I didn't want to be here when she got home, so I climbed out a window onto the roof. Night had fallen while I was still on the roof. It was then that I realized I was dreaming. I ended up flying away from home to go find something to do. Elsewhere in the city, there was a fight going on, and I dropped in to watch. A horde of people were out in the streets, just beating the snot out of each other. I just hovered there, for a while, over the heads of some of the other spectators. But, suddenly I noticed that the attention was turning more and more to me. The audience was now becoming agressive at me, treating me like I was some kind of monster, because I could fly (much like Inception). An insane chase followed; flying and web-slinging through the city streets, while people chased me in cars and threw whatever firepower they could at me. Soaring high above road, I would swing my hands out wildly, visualizing myself slinging clusters of explosive blasts down toward them, and - almost effortlessly - they were taking form and blasting away my pursuers.

After some time, the city came under attack by some massive, subterranean claw, which came up out of the ground (Reminiscent of the game Prototype, which is kind of what manuevering through the city felt like, also). I used my lucid powers and drew the spiked appendage back into the ground, only to be met by another one, which came up close by. This one was much bigger than the last; its base probably took up a full, four-lane intersection of the street. After doing away with the beasts, though, my assistance was repaid by the townspeople turning on me again. This time, military helicopters were called in, and I was destroying them in packs (just like in the game).



08/18/2010 (notes)
(I really don't remember this one at all. Not even enough to expand on the notes. So here they are.)
Out in rocky area. With a few other people and small child. Helping child get across river/gap. Made him track. Went down and face planted. Later, tried to pull him back up and whole case came down. Was tilting over, high in the air. launched baby to land on other side. Injured I think.



08/19/2010
Dream Frag One:
I was in a fighter jet squad. Each plane had 3, in-line seats, instead of two. I was flying the my plane, at first, but then the plane's original pilot came in and took over control. We flew out to the middle of nowhere, and came upon a high tower. Getting dropped off at around ground level, our team members stormed the building, a huge firefight ensuing as we ran up the tower stairwell. At one point, I seem to become the draw for their fire, as if I was playing diversion, or something. There were piece of a gun scattered around the area, and I had to gather them and try to put a gun together - because, for some reason, I couldn't just pick one up from the bad guys. I ended up finding a rack full of rifles, on one of the higher levels, so I didn't have to stick to working defense anymore.

Don't remember anything after that.


Dream Frag Two:
It was the morning after a house party that I didn't remember. I was younger than I am now. The house was a wreck, and there were still lots of people hanging out. Much like my dream from a few nights ago, I knew my mom would be coming home soon, and she was going to be pissed. I tried to clean up as quickly as I could, but she ended up getting home before I was done. Don't remember what she said, though.



08/20/2010
Fragment:
There was a massive fight, in a surrealistically-large version of my old, Canterbury kitchen. The battle was between TMNT characters. As has usually been the case, I was Leonardo, and it included characters like Splinter, Shredder, Casey Jones. There were two sides to the melee; the regular characters, and alternate, "darker" versions of them as well. The fight was fast and intense, fighters criss-crossing paths with one another, and exchanging opponents. Eventually, it ended up spilling out my back door and into the street, but I don't remember much after that.



08/23/2010
"Gunslingin"

I was some version of Owen Wilson's cowboy character in Shanghai Noon/Knights, and I was actually a good gunslinger. I was practicing my moves at first, spinning and swinging my six-shooter around my finger tips, with new gloves on. It felt kind of awkward at first, but I was getting it. Later, I was in some saloon, at night. There was a competition going on, between myself and some other gunfighter. We were doing all these trick shots, like shooting glasses on opposite sides of a table, with our arms crossed. He asked if I was ready for a real challenge, and he pulled out a modern-day super-ball. He launched it around the room, and it continued to bounce from wall to ceiling to floor and back. We let off shots around the room, which was now somewhat empty, without really any regard for where anyone else might have been standing. Again, it was hard to hit the super ball at first, but then I got the hang of it, and I was able to start shooting it out of mid-air.

I remember that I had a scar on my head/face, from something, but I have no idea what.



08/24/2010
"Adult Swim"

I was at the beach. There was some idiot guy there, with his infant son. Chest high in the water, he kept flipping his kid around on a floaty pad. Making sure to tip him back up, before the kid stayed under for too long. He was being really passive in his supervision, though, which became evident when he tipped the kid over one last time, and the boy disappeared under the water. The father didn't even notice, and seemed more intent on talking to the people around him. From the shore, we were screaming at the guy that his kid was under the water, and he nonchalantly reaches in and pulls him up. The kid isn't breathing, and some nearby strangers taken upon themselves to take the kid from the father and bring him to shore, where we were running up to meet them. Laying him down in the sand, while the dad looked on, we asked around the group if anyone knew CPR. It became apparent that I was the only one who did. Just as I was about to lean in and start to administer CPR, the kid started coughing and gasping. He was going to be ok.


Dream Frag Two:
Telling mom about the previous dream.


Dream Frag Three:
Very brief lucid. I was battling some entity in and around a huge, haunted house, at night. When the fight went out into the front yard, I remember pitching flashes of lighting out of my hands, and hovering around the grounds.



08/26/2010
"Once Death Do Us Part"

I was either married or engaged, and something happened, to where my girl had died. It seems I was inadvertently responsible, and she was holding quite the grudge. She came back, haunting me and trying to kill me. Throughout the nights, I would catch just glimpses of her ghost, in various shadows and mirrors. Every now and then, she would bring and all-out attack on me. There was one point, where I was alone in the house, and suddenly felt the barrel of a gun in my back. Instinctively, and turned around and grabbed for the barrel and, at first, it seemed like it was just the gun, floating in the air. But after I grabbed the barrel, the full apparition of my ex lover materialized before me, holding other end. She was just ruthless, throughout the dream - and kind of reminded me of Mal from Inception, except that she was really snotty and sarcastic. After battling it out with her, over some time, I realized that I was dreaming. After this, she stopped coming around, because when I would see her, I would be less and less afraid of her.

After not being able to really think of anything to do, I decided to call her out. I walked outside of the house, and looked up on the roof, just expecting her to be there. She didn't show up, though. Then, I wondered about her trying to get the drop on me again, and coming up behind me. Quickly, I turned around, and there was a man standing there. This man actually looked like Browning; a character who is also from Inception. Apparently, I knew this guy, from earlier in the dream (but I don't really remember how), and he was speaking as if we were best friends. Then, without warning, he morphed into my deceased ex and attacked me with a knife. Fighting to fend her off, again, I lost lucidity around here. It seems that she was only impersonating the guy I'd met earlier in the dream, because he ended up coming from out of nowhere and helping me fight her off. She retreated, and we decided to team up and figure out a way to get rid of her for good.

We drove out to some swampy area, which turned out to be her grave site. We'd gotten information that the only way to get rid of her ghost would be to destroy her corpse - like something out of the show Supernatural, or something. My partner and I found her body, which was being watched over by her ghost, and there was an epic battle with the apparition. We had a knife and a shotgun (probably a relic, and filled with salt, respectively), and her ghost was zipping around us, with super speed. The battle lasted a short while, and I was able to get into a position where we could get to her body and somehow destroy it - though I don't remember how.

Unfortunately, my partner ended up dying during the fight. And - under similar circumstances - it ended up being inadvertently my fault. Something like his getting caught in crossfire or something. In any case, when I was driving back home, exhausted and alone, I suddenly felt a stone grip around my neck. Struggling to keep the car on the road, I looked into the rearview mirror and saw the, very pissed off, ghost of "Browning." Obviously holding a grudge of his own, he grit his bloody teeth at me, trying with all of his might to strangle me from the backseat.

That's all I remember.



08/28/2010
Dream Frag:
All I remember is sitting in a chair, in a friend's room, and their dog trying like Hell to hump my leg.

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