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    1. 18/10 - Lion men, Kuno, the gangsters and I (plus playing with fire)

      by , 10-18-2011 at 01:48 PM (Floatinghead's dream adventures)
      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      18-10-11 Intentions I deliberately decided to just chill in the case I got lucid, I had the feeling I always tried to do too much and that this was causing some stability issues. Besides I figured it would be easier for people to find me if I remained calm and fairly stationary.

      “Hypnagoic Havoc”

      Two times before actually falling asleep I was awoken due to HH. The first time I had a pulling sensation that frightened me a bit and I shut it down consciously, which resulted in me floating back to waking condition, which I regretted after having done it. The second experience was someone popping into my head saying something, might have been something simple as hello. I remember seeing the face, though it was fairly jumbled.

      “The Master of Swords am I!”

      I am something of an Egyptian god. Half lion half man and I have this Egyptian name that I don't really understand. What do you do when you don't understand something, you wiki it so I did just that =P. The name translates into “The Master of Swords” and apparently I am somewhat connected to handling slaves.

      There is someone there with me, maybe Float?, who is also a feline man with an equally impressive title. We are going up to see the boss (?) who is on the top of this structure that might be a pyramid. The colourings of the surroundings would indicate that it is set in Egypt and the structure definitely is the colour of the pyramids.

      While we are walking up towards the boss we are goofing around at our impressive titles. We both sort of know that it is a role play situation and we find it funny that we are so highly ranked as well as being lion men.

      Our joking abruptly ends as we get to the top were a lion woman, who reminds me of Windy, tells us that the ropes that are tying us together have been severed. The way it is severed is by the top triangle of the Illuminati symbol all of a sudden appears behind her and it radiates a glow that cuts the bonds between us.

      I get a panicky feeling and don't want this to be the case. I become aware that it is a dream as I wake up, while wondering why I wasn't the top dog seeing as people were trying to find me =P.

      “Just chill man, who the fuck is Kuno and pall?”

      I am walking down this narrow cobbled street feeling fairly gleeful. I notice that there are four people acting strangely and I notice that they all open a can of Tuborg at the same time. I continue down the road, but I find it unusual and turn around to observe what is happening.

      I get the feeling that they are either doing a social experiment, to check if anyone is noticing their weird behaviour, or shooting and ad for the beer. While I am looking at them they enter a shop, think it is a small fashion shop or similar and I get the feeling that they are the proprietors since they are walking in while the shop is closed.

      I turn back around and start walking down the street again. The sunlight would indicate that it is afternoon or early evening. I spot four other people down the street and notice that they have just opened four cans of Carlsberg, which might be the explanation for the other group's weird behaviour.

      One of the guys stops up and I am walking down beside him. On an elevated platform made of stone to my right I see a pick nick table and upon that table is a bundle of keys. I pick them up and turn around asking the people behind me if it is their keys, but they inform me they aren't.

      The guy who had stopped up then approach me and tells me it is his. I give him his keys and explain that I wasn't anything personal, but the behaviour of the other guys would indicate that they were more likely to loose a set of keys. He laughs a bit and tells me “Yeah always look for the people in a festival costume” You should take it as a compliment that I didn't think they were yours” (?)

      skip (small one)

      There is a shop on my left hand side, which serves food as is apparent as it is a transparent cooling desk. The scenery has a 2D quality to it now and I know I am dreaming. I keep pushing myself forward intending to fully submerge in the dream and soon enough I am in a 3D environment.

      I remember to just chill out without really trying to alter the dream or use powers, but just walk around and experience the dream. I start looking at things and I start smelling things, one of these elements being the fish on the counter, which I can't recall how smelled.

      Henriette walks up from behind me and we start chatting about how she has been. She tells me about her studies and I do try and pay attention, but I keep shifting my focus away from her to focus on details in the environment to keep the dream stable. At one point I notice this shelf with some golden glitter on it.

      I ask Henriette if she is aware that we are dreaming, she replies that she is, though she goes on to explain that I am dreaming, but she is not, indicating that she understand herself as a figment of my imagination (which is weird, but I don't think more of it).

      I walk off I think Henriette keeps following me and there is this wooden frame with a hole in it, to act as a window, that I try and crawl through parcour style as I am getting a bit bored. There are loads of wooden boxes and barrels on the other side of this frame and also there is a room with people in it.

      I walk into the room which is grey, but still has some boxes in it. The man from the street (the man with the keys) is in the room and I ask him if he knows we are dreaming. he replies that he is aware and I go to shake his hand. I tell him my name is Dennis and I ask for his. He walks around me and tells me his name is Kuno before he sits down on a box.

      Then someone from behind the boxes jump on my back and scares the shit out of me, his name is some metaphor for my anus and I don't find him funny at all, mainly because I get the feeling he wants to violate me sexually. He has this crazy grin on his face, which look like Gareth's from EIMS.

      I don't trust him and I tell him that I don't appreciate his way of behaving and he seems somewhat hurt of this. Throughout the dream I keep telling him that he will have to do a hell of a lot to prove himself trustworthy for me.

      I turn back to talk to Kuno, I ask “By Kuno, do you mean Katsuno?” “No” he answers. I want to get an idea about this fellow so I ask him to stand up. He does so and turns out to have blonde/brown hair, quite a pronounced forehead, he is about half a head shorter than me (I am 180 cm) and he has this wide smile on his face pretty much all the time.

      We walk out of the room and through these corridors with grey walls. At one point we stop by a window and I notice how the light gets bend through the glass of the window creating these small colourful spots and find it fascinating. Furthermore I notice a pattern playing in the light that wouldn't have been possible in waking life. I also notice that the light projection is actually on the same wall in which the window is placed rather than on the other wall, so I am witnessing something completely impossible physically speaking.

      Something after this point is missing though I don't know what.

      I keep talking to the guy who jumped me and tell him that I don't trust him and that he will have to make up for his stupidity if he wants to earn my trust.

      “No flight!? - You will burn for this!”

      I have a false awakening. My flatmate enters my room with a badminton racket and say something weird. I go back to bed.

      I wake up again and notice that it is a false awakening and I think that the situation with my flat mate would also have been a FA. I get out of bed and start walking around. I don't do any reality checks I just know I am dreaming. I start heading towards the window and I sort of lie on my back floating in the air and start floating out through the window actually seeing the glass as I fly through it without breaking it (I never tire of that one ^^).

      I get a brief thought that I am absolutely insane to start jumping out of my window without having done a RC, but I go with it. It is sunny, bright and warm outside and I get the feeling I am naked. I fly up to my right and have a brief chat with my neighbour, explaining to her that we are dreaming. I face her and she looks at my package and before I fly away she thanks me for the experience. “It was nothing” I tell her and consider I hope I didn't just deliver a stupid joke about the size of my junk.

      Anyways I decide I don't care what people think about my naked body and fly on. I fly down toward the centre of the garden and start thinking about Katsuno in lack of anything better to do. I think about the spider man technique and although I don't feel or see a rope come out I do feel a sensation in my left hand that serves like a compass or homing beacon.

      I start flying towards the direction indicated by my hand, but then I get this message that I can't get to him because the vegetation and foliage of our dreams are currently incompatible (WTF!?). I then fly down and land in some dense material, which is a mixture of pineapple and reeds. The leafs are really thick, but edgy meaning you could cut yourself on them, and I get stuck in them. Moreover I loose my ability to fly, which doesn't really create a panic, but I sure do get angry.

      I start walking through the bushes and end up between a hedge on one side and really tall stingy nettles on the other side. I wonder if the nettles will sting me, but they don't even when I pick them up. So I am walking along the hedge and there is a lot of foliage above me reaching in over the path. I can't fly up and this really piss me off now.

      I just look up and start climbing up through the plants while screaming “FIRE!” repeatedly. I think about doing some fireballs or other interesting stuff, but I don't really manage this. Instead I get out to the sea at a marina with a lot of house boats, and auto campers and trailers as well (?), in the water.

      I kneel down and slam my arms in the ground while screaming “FIRE!” some more. I look out over the boats and in the beginning nothing is happening, but then this one boat starts burning, nothing spectacular, but small flames leaping all over it, and though they aren't big and intense, you get the feeling that they are very effective at eating the boat quickly.

      I channel telekinesis through my left arm into the ground and lift the boat out of the water. I pull it back towards me though on my left hand side. Then I crush it. I can feel the phantom hand I have created around the boat and I clench my fists around it so it looks like the boat implodes. I then release it and return my attention to the rest of the marina.

      Another boat is burning on my right hand side, I keep going nuts and soon I notice fire in many boats and campers, essentially the entire harbour is burning. The sky is no longer sunny, but has turned night time dark. I wake up.


      FA: I pick up the dicta phone and start hearing my voice through the device, thinking that I am starting to record over my first lucid.

      “Cosmic Gangster Showdown”

      I am on a battlefield and two rival gangs are facing one another. “My” team led by my father is holding daggers and is stood squarely facing a bunch of archers from the opposing gang. I wonder why they aren't retaliating or fighting for their lives.

      There is something cosmic going down, some shit about planetary alignment and the battle is part of a greater story. I decide to take one of my daggers and throw it at an archer and sidestep before letting the arrows hit me. But none of the men there besides me does this, and I somehow get the feeling that it was intended for them all to die.

      I rummage the battlefield after the slaughter and pick up a dagger and three other throwing knives that looks like a mixture between a halberd and a scalpel, but in a size suitable for throwing.


      I am in a gangster setting and I have caused a problem, maybe by interfering in the battle mentioned before. However I am not the only one in trouble, I have actually caused some problems for my friends as well.

      Especially this one guy, who is about to be a father I have caused problems for and I do my best to help out. I do this mainly by sourcing pregnancy stuff and a children's bed for him. He is really grateful for this and thanks me at one point in the dream. I ask him not to thank me and reminds him that I have also placed him in the shit. I think Ronja makes a gesture towards him reminding him about this fact.

      In order to make up for this I have started taking a more active interest in my fathers gangster business. I will one day inherit the operations. I have ensured that a lot of small business, responsible for significant income, has been added under the wings of the corporation.

      I intend to get a car salesman going for the firm as well. So I make a trip to this dealer not far a away who is of Spanish origin and in his 40es or 50es. I look at a station car and open the door in the wrong end of the car, though I am convinced it is the front door it turns out to be the rear one.

      The salesman comes over to me and start talking about the car. I offer him a job and tell him that whatever he is getting paid my dad will pay him more. He gets into the driving seat of the car and we drive back to the HQ of my father's empire. On the way I ask if he has a card I can take so I can get back in touch with him. He gives me one.

      Back at HQ we walk the ground floor and look at all the shops down there. I notice that there isn't actually a suitable one for a car business, though I was positive there was. I do know however that some of the existing shops will close down and potentially open up a spot. I thank the salesman for his time and openness to consider my offer.

      slight skip.

      Back upstairs I am talking to people, in particular the coming dad, who I assure that no harm will come to him. I intend to up the game. I am going to go and cut up some people to make sure the rival gang knows not to fuck with us. So I pick up a scissors and give it to a guy and I go into the kitchen to pick up a meat knife, one with a slight hint of teeth on it, while considering it's use against a throat.

      All of a sudden a lot of people are joining me, feeling it is a good idea. We leave some of the woman behind and they put on some music we all know, that we start laughing about and dancing to.

      Down by the front door the doorman stops us. I know him to have been affiliated with the rival gang, but he has taken on a more neutral role nowadays. He grabs my left wrist with an iron claw thing that he is using as an artificial hand. I tell the others that he is sound and isn't to be hurt.

      Across the road I see the entire other gang on bikes wearing fluorescent yellow/green jackets and fake mu-stages and glasses as disguises. They have been tipped off and I instantly recognise that the music we were listening to is actually the tip off sign, we have a traitor in our midst, though I don't know who as of yet.

      The doorman starts singing about the music has been used as a sign.

      I run across the street and start chasing the gang, which is led by Dirch Passer (Famous old school Danish actor) and my old Karate trainer. I chase Dirch who stops casually at a red light, but then he notice I am chasing him and he sort of come to the realisation that I mean business and he takes off. I turn around wanting to chase the others but they have all disappeared. I ask hypothetically if they have all entered the bus, and my gang replies that they have, but that there wasn't enough room for Dirch.

      Throughout the dream (bar the battlefield part, where I think I am wearing some sort of leather arour) I am wearing this bright flashy yellow suit, AWSOMENESS!