International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

whiterains dream

very intense drema slast night but pretty poor memory today. the min bit i remember was being back in college in halls. thee was a bit of a fight and these 2 big lads went crashing through this upstairs window, not breaking it but knocking it out of the frame. they fell the 6 metres or so down. i later heard they were both stable but one was still unconscious.

then i was back in halls trying to hide from something. i went to hide in someones room, and they turned into this character from fresh meat who is a little like someone i lived near in college. he was being odd so i made my apologies and left. damn memory, more later perhaps

Evolventity's Dream

September 18, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep by 1AM, woke up at 11AM.
-Another dream about someone's penis. I'll save the details this time.

-The sun is shinning very brightly outside. It's a great day in summer to go swimming. I'm in the complex pool at the shallow 3 foot deep end. I'm near the stairs, facing the sun. My shirt is off and of course, thoughts of security persist. I look at my chest and see that it's lit by the sun, masking anything I'd be insecure of. I go under water and try swimming. Knowing that I haven't swam in a very long time, it feels new and foreign to me. I have a difficult time moving my body through the water, barely able to direct my path or even see my path. My sister J* had arrives to swim too. I swam towards the deep end and came up near the mini steps on the side of the pool. I swim back to the deep end, almost slamming myself against the side of the pool when stopping.

-I'm in the back seat of a car. There is a driver and another passenger in the front. We're dressed up like common gangsters seen in movies. I suppose we're trying to make a scene in front of the other drives who pass by looking at us. We're on the highway. Another car rides along side us, they are real gangsters. They chase us. From a third point of view I witness our car crashing, and rolling many times with flames. I try to hold onto something to secure myself.

-K*G* and I are near McDonalds at midday. I don't recall how it comes about but a group of girls also nearby were going to fight or chase us. I hop into the back a Jeep with K*G* and Pen*. The other girls are riding their van towards us, trying to crash. (Glitch) I'm riding a scooter away from them towards the apartment complex. One of the girls continues riding down the parking lot along with my scooter in front of her. If I don't move my scooter she'll fall. (Glitch) We're all walking together down the parking lot in a tense situation. It seems we've been fighting for hours. I ask them if they want to stop because no one is winning. "I'm done, I'm done." I say.

-I'm brushing my teeth with that weird but good Homeodent anise flavored toothpaste. I'm using a brush with a gap in the middle of the brushes. It's wide so that it brushes both bottom and top teeth at the same time.

Mayatara's Dream

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Girl power
On a small self-sufficient community of women only. We live in a kind of fortress, but open and welcoming, because we never had troubles with anybody. Until the day that a bunch of guys, passing as wanderers, come by and we offer them shelter. Soon they start making really bad comments of sexual nature, making remarks about the girls beauty and so on. They also treat us badly, expecting us to serve all of their needs and I really mean all. We decide to put a stop on it and they turn violent. The most disappointing is to see that the girls quitting the fight immediately, in fear. They accept the situation as unavoidable and I find myself alone in the struggle. I conclude I can't do much on my own and decide to wait for a better moment to do something about it. To defend myself from their sexual abuses I keep myself dirty, smelly and really, really ugly. I endure their comments on how disgusting I am, but at least I'm not raped as the others. One day though, they even turn to me, wanting to gang rape me. But I know this place better than they do and I escape them through the ventilation system and get inside the walls. I find out that I am good at parkour!
I stay in the "secret" areas of the building, just watching them and nagging them whenever I can, so they keep looking for me. I have a plan to trap them in a kind of shaft and I need them to follow me there. One day I manage to attract them to this place and I shut some really heavy doors behind them. They are in a weak position, below me in this kind of shaft. Meanwhile I have called the girls to come and help me, as they also know the secret paths through the walls. I call them to join the fight and beat the guys, but they are still afraid of them, so I jump down into the shaft to start the fight, hoping they'll follow me, but they just stay in their upper position, beating them occasionally with a stick on their heads or something. It helps, but I have to do all the hard work of kicking their asses.

Saving Jon Stewart
I'm having dinner with Jon Stewart, at his home. He is wearing a grey or beige shirt and he looks adorable. I'm so in love with him and he is even more in love with me. He smiles at me, almost melting in delight and I caress his face. I realize this can only be a dream and I start laughing about it. I tell him "Jon, my dear. I'm really loving being here with you and the whole romantic scene, but unfortunately this is just a dream." He says "Whaaatttt?" and looks really puzzled, but I keep nodding my head and he seems to start accepting that I may be right. I tell him that this makes no sense, that I'm just some girl he never met, from a country he probably never been to. He seems disappointed, even sad, that this might not be real. I can read in his face that he doesn't want to accept that the feelings he is experiencing for me were just randomly generated in a dream. I tell him not to feel sad, because if he is really there and he is not just a DC, it's because we do have some karmic link and the feeling has some roots from where it sprouted.
I am not sure if he is a DC or not, but the truth is that is reactions are complex and he never fades. He stays very solid in the dream.
As we are still looking at each other, some guys invade the house in a rush and kidnap us. I don't even have time to react. When I come to my senses again, we're in a church. Jon is lying on an altar, apparently still unconscious and I'm tied up to a chair. I am now only semi-lucid, but I recall all of my dream powers. I fire up red lasers from the palms of my hands and I cut the ropes. When the bad guys see it, they come to knock me down, but I pierce them with my red lasers. It's not pretty, but it has to be done. Unfortunately they keep coming and some of them are about to grab Jon to take him away, while I'm busy fighting. That's when some asian girl breaks in through a wall and helps me by shooting a golden energy blast from her chakras to Jon's chakras, which somehow creates a wall shield between him and the bad guys. But this required a lot of energy from the girl, who falls down in exhaustion. I feel that she is my friend, but I can't remember who she is.
I protect her, thankful for her help and keep shooting lasers in all directions until I kill all the bad guys.
Meanwhile the shield around Jon has weakened, so I generate a purple orb of energy around him that is smaller but more stable than the previous shield. Our reinforcements arrive and they take the purple orb with Jon inside to a safer place. Me and my girl friend sit exhausted on the floor and I ask her if I can take a shower at her place. She is sorry to say no, but she is not going home, she has to leave immediately to some other mission. I understand. We give a warm hug to each other, until next time.

Moving
Some boring dream with my family, involving moving stuff from my house to my aunt Lisa's house. By mistake I hand her over my hi-fi on a box and then she has to leave it at some friend's attic for me to go get it some other day.

Mystical dance
I find myself as a spectator of some kind of talent show. There's an asian guy, probably chinese, doing an acrobatic exhibition that leaves everybody extremely impressed. But in the end the judges tell him he has broken the rules, because no circus performances are allowed, only acting, singing and dancing. But because he was so magical, they decided to offer him a second chance.
I feel so much compassion for him, even genuine love in my heart. There's a brief moment in which our eyes cross and everything seems to stop. I sense his energy and I know he is going to do something amazing. I feel passion and make it flow to him. He returns the passion and tells me in his eyes that what he is about to show is for me.
Then he transfigures: he was bald and now he has long hair with jewels all over; he was a young boy and he now looks like a wise older man. He makes a sensual mystic ritual dance that hypnotizes everybody, specially me. Slowly the spectators transform into all sorts of enlightened noble beings. The dancer pours jewels with every movement he makes, offering them to the Buddhas. I don't dare to take any of the jewels, not even to touch them, as I fear I am not worthy of it.

Mayatara's Dream

Thai guy
Even before falling asleep, an hipnagogic experience: some guy is talking to me in thai. After a while of listening to him, I realized I was starting to dream and got back to waking state and wondered: 1) how the hell I knew he was speaking thai? 2) why the hell I seemed to be understanding perfectly well what he was saying to me?

Sequence of absurdities
I'm looking for Nighthawk and while I'm at it, I go through a sequence of bizarre dreams.
At some point I enter a building looking for the WC and someone guides me to the elevator, which doubles as WC. Once I get inside and sit on the toilet, the elevator goes up and once I'm done and flush the toilet, the elevator goes down again. I find that bizarre, but don't become lucid.
Once I open the door of the elevator, I watch some aliens coming out from a secret door across the corridor. They have a strange shape, like elongated bells, with no clear head. They move slowly and don't emit any sound. I wasn't supposed to have seen them. Some men in black appear out of nowhere with a needle to stick on my neck and in a millisecond I realize I'll be unconscious and probably dead if I don't act fast. So I offer all my resistance. The needle guy is able to stick it 1 or 2 millimeters in my skin, but I fight back, steal the needle and stick it on him. Then I run as fast as I can. I find a door to the outside but unfortunately it leads me to a dead end, an internal patio with high walls around that don't seem to end.
I fly upwards and find a kind of balcony where I land. The problem now is that there is a creature, half-dog half-bear, growling at me, ready to bite me. I just have time to fly again upwards, narrowly escaping its teeth. The walls continue, but finally I find another balcony. This one seems nice, with pots with plants, no wild animals in sight. Then I hear some voices... On the pots are talking carrots, with faces! They are commenting about my strange appearance and I think to myself "I am strange??? You're carrots and you talk!!" Stupidly, again, I don't become lucid.
I keep going through the dream world and finally arrive at the place I think I was heading to from the beginning. It kinda looks like a school. I see Zilla and Gil and a few other familiar faces and they seem busy preparing Xmas cards and decorations. I wonder why. I ask Zilla if she saw Nighthawk and she says no, but asks me to stay and help them. I stay for a while just because I'm curious about what they are doing. They have little plastic reindeer's figurines and they are adding some props to the figurines. I decide this is so damn boring and keep on moving.
A couple of bullies blocks my path for no apparent reason and I "kung-fu" them, throwing them down some stairs. One of them gets really hurt, with a broken leg or something and I feel sorry for him, but I show no remorse, or they might think I'm soft.
Then I meet some guy I supposedly know and I ask him if he saw Nighthawk. He tells me he did see him on some wedding of a friend, where he had also been a guest. But that had been hours ago and he didn't know his current location.
I'm about to give up. It's getting late and it's becoming dark. I see a bunch of people going to some nearby viewpoint over a valley and I decide to go see what's the reason for their excitement. That's when it starts the most amazing firework and I just stay there alone in the crowd, watching it melancholic.

[comment: I should have been looking for Whiterain and WakingNomad instead, but I fucked it up]