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    Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles




    So, this is my new journal. (Ask me about a link to my old journal, from 2005 - 2010) Not much to say, that my original intro didn't say. I began lucid dreaming as a response to vivid nightmares, as a kid. Over the years, I learned how to wake myself up, when I knew I was having a nightmare, which later developed into a curious resolve to stay within the dreams, instead of trying to escape. Now I practice lucid dreaming and dream control regularly (or as regularly as my undisciplined ass can stick with it). Most of my lucid dreams are still spontaneous, but I have my fair share of successes with induction methods, when I apply myself. Lucid dreaming has become a beloved hobby of mine, both for adventure and because of my deep-seated interest in consciousness, psychology, and the human mind, in general. It also just happens to be a hell of a lot of fun.

    So...that's about it. I guess all that's left on the agenda is the ol' disclaimer:

    In short; by reading my dream journal, you are hereby in agreement to forfeit the right to use any     information or situations, herein, against me...for any reason...under any circumstances...
    ...Ever.

    (After all, they are just dreams.)

    Enjoy.


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      09/28/2011 - "Game On!"

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      Oneironaut Zero
      , 10-10-2011 at 05:44 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      09/28/2011
      "Game On!"

      I was a basketball star, on some unknown school's team. We were in the gym, and it seemed like we were only practicing, because there was really no one in the stands. Instead of playing full court, we were playing our game across a horizonal section of one side of the court, using the opposite goals on this end, as if they were full-court distance from each other. After a while, though, it seemed as if my skills just completely left me. For some reason, I couldn't make a single point, to save my life. Everything I threw up there bricked, and my dribbling skills just went strait to hell. I was getting humiliated. Everyone was looking at me and wondering just what the hell was up, but I couldn't explain it.

      I had been on the verge of quitting, really, when - just as quickly as they had left me - my skills had suddenly flooded back into me. Not only was I the star I was before, but it seemed that I was actually given some superhuman ability. My shots were just eerily precise, and my dunks had a hang time that almost made it seem like I was levitating. Sometimes I would 'fly' up there, grab the rim with one hand and throw the ball down through the net, with the other. The last dunk I threw down actually tore the goal off of its base, and the whole thing came crashing down onto the gym floor.

      Updated 10-10-2011 at 05:49 AM by 2450

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