International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Vesterguard's Dream

01-10-11 Intentions were clear, rest out after the semester start up party.

“Its a race on the scaffolding”

I am at some sort of merry event. It has the feel of a carnival/sporting event/ construction celebration. At the centre of the stage is this pyramid shaped building that reminds me of seats you find and college/highschool sports stadiums.

I go running, first over the steps of this pyramid and then out on a stretch of hilly land. The weather is nice, sunny and warm. When I come back I start over again, this time with an old school friend of mine.

We are primarily running up and down the steps of the pyramid and he always seem to be a step in front of me until at one point I loose him completely. He keeps talking about how it is really important to keep up a good pace and a good pulse.

I loose him at a point towards the back of the pyramid (back defined as the shadow side, away from where the speaker and main action is going on). Here there is scaffolding surrounding the building and the running here involves finding ways to navigate this. So I use my arms a lot to swing from place to place and also run a couple of metres on a metal pole.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

26-09-11Again planned on doing a wbtb, but this is just not the technique for me unless it happens naturally, which it does quite a lot. My recall has taken a dip, like a massive dip. I only remember forgetting more dreams than actually recalling them.

My intentions were same as before, decide what to do once I am awake during the wbtb. I only managed to think of Chichén Itzá firmly a couple of times. Anyways here goes.

“Mountain temple, in my honour”

The dreams starts out in birds eye perspective and I am looking at the mountains. In the midst of all the dark grey cliff tops covered in snow there is this temple to me, it looks a lot like La Sagrada Famila and there is a small city below.

I was a warlord or deity/demigod. I had constructed a temple high in the mountains. Some of the walls leading up to the main temple building from the city below looked a bit like the artwork of the original front entrance of La Sagrada Familia. The walls kept growing longer and longer throughout the dream.

Below the temple there was a city that I had constructed and continued to develop through the course of the dream. The houses were mainly constructed out of brick walls though it looked crude and pelleted and less like actual masonry.

I am walking through the city trying to find a spot where I can build more homes. The way this works is by me finding a piece of wall and trying to put down a house where I want it to be constructed. I am walking under this bridge, I think I have a brief moment where I think to myself that it is completely illogical that the bridge is where it is. The bridge means that there are only a few selected places where I can put down the housing. The invisible plan I am dragging around for the house lights up in blue when I find a suitable area.

I can only put two or three rows of housing under the bridge and I abandon the idea and start walking out in the city again. I then look up and realise that I haven't utilised the upper floors of most of the buildings I have already placed. This will be a great way to achieve more space for my followers. I don't think I actually need more, but more space might lure more, which might have some sort of benefit.

As I am standing contemplating the difficulty of what I am about to endeavour into, Guilermo of weeds walk up to me with a Glock in his hands. He is out to get me, though I can't exactly remember why so, but I know he has a fairly good reason. I look around and see that it will be difficult for me to run.

A stranger shrouded in darkness comes up and somehow wrestle the gun from Guilermo, think in retrospect he might have used telekinesis because it happened from a far. The stranger proclaims that there is only one shot left in the gun and it is useless or something. Guilermo pulls the trigger into his own finger and one shot is fired but doesn't cause him harm or even pain it would seem.

I flee back to my flat (apparently forgetting that the temple is for me). And soon thereafter Michael L comes knocking on my door. He has basically assumed the role of Guilermo and is out to get me now. I think I manage to beat him up a bit and wrestle the gun from him.

I go to bed and wake up shortly after to the sound of Michael and another bloke in the room. We take a trip down strange lane as Michael explains that he has found a neutral party to rationalise why he has a right to kill me. This guy Michael explains is called Jesper and he knows both of us.

I explain that I don't know him, and then Michael explains a bit more about him. It turns out that Jesper is a good friend of Michael's family and that he has once been in their house with my dad when they were working as builders. So I object to this allegedly “neutral” party and start beating up Michael again. I end up punching the wall pretending it to be Michael's head, which seems to work as I am gradually getting closer to the wall with each successive punch. In the end I have bashed his head into oblivion with my knuckles and I am making holes in the wall.

I then start talking to Jesper trying to justify my actions, and maybe keep him around a bit so he doesn't go running straight to the cops. Jesper tries to explain that Michael was just disappointed in me. I say “Why did he always bring a gun when he came seeing me then!?” Jesper replies with suspicion in his voice. “It was a Glock” I say. “Shit” Jesper replies. I think he just figured out where his Glock had gone.

Skip

I am talking to Jesper that I bought this car in a second hand shop and that it was quite a good deal. Still in the room as the violence went down. The car came with a purse a rather large red handbag and I am a bit embarrassed about this. I do hope the keys are in there as I am rummaging through the bag. I pick out a bundle of keys and notice that not only are there keys to the car, but also a hell of a lot of other things. I remember one key in particular being fairly wide and blue/green. I was excited in finding out what these keys were for.

Wake up.

Notes: That stranger surrounded in darkness could well have been another dreamer. I had no idea why he was there or what he intended. I always seem to have a vague idea what DCs are plotting, though this guy/girl was a complete blank.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

18-09-11 I am in an office building, it is the one I used to work in in England though it doesn't really look anything like it. I am back working there though my role is changed and besides that I am more confident and have a bit more of a give a fuck attitude towards the place.

The woman I am going with tells me we have to leave, but then Cyrille steps in and tells me that I am not going anywhere. Think he has a suspicion that we aren't really working when we are off site together. Instead I get tasked with cleaning up the management's staff and meeting area.

I keep running into Ben T, who seems to be wearing a sling around his arm, but he assures me it isn't. I am not too bothered about having to clean, in fact I decide that I will do it quite thoroughly it beats being on the phone.

The place is really quite filthy, so I decide to take it one room at the time. Cyrille tells me to get around the edges quite well and I ask if he has an extension for the hoover in that case as I am not going to bend all the way down to do that job. I start out with the kitchen and break area where after I move to an office room rarely used, which is understandable as there are loads of stuff and the floor is filth.

The dream skips to somewhere else, where I am, not exactly sure where, but then I return to finish the job.

At one point when I am back doing the work my perspective shifts from the building I am in out to a building far away. I can see that I am in a sky scraper of sorts and that the company only has 2 floors of the building (where in waking life they have a 3 story building completely to themselves). And while I am in this perspective I hear Tim S give a small scale presentation that the company has been successfully sold for some billion “currency” amount.

I shift back to the building and Tim comes and grabs me and take me through the first floor, which is completely empty, which strikes me as odd and we walk towards the staircase/lift area. He asks me if I remember him giving me this key to the building. I feel ashamed I thought he had forgotten about that, it is a key to get into the building. But I reply “Yes”, “Well can I have it back?”, “No I don't have it any more, I lost it”, “The locks are supposed to be changed when we loose a key, why didn't you tell me?”, I explain that I was somewhat afraid of him and especially that it might have affected my career negatively. He reassures me that he wouldn't have done that.

Notes: Really bad recall this night, only remember this one. On the plus side I woke up with light in my eyes, which is rare and I haven't slept this well for a long time ^^

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

17-09-11 Some wizard is channelling a spell into a prison, controlling some inmates and guards, they are casting a black magic spell that will make one of the wizard's enemies' hart explode.

I can't help myself, I am somewhat addicted to the magic and I continue. I hear a voice telling me it is dark stuff, but I am too intrigued.

I am not supposed to be in the prison I am walking down the stairs to the right until I get down to the bottom. I then look over my left shoulder where the target is standing on a platform surrounded by 6-8 people who are helping with the black magic.

Someone on my team is apparently releasing the other prisoners from their mind control. I think it is too late.
…

Something about Bradley Cooper and Bob Downey Jr. We are part of a movie and it somehow involves a road trip. We are sort of re enacting a film and at one point a I get this comment, “no we shouldn't be holding still here, but rather arrive spontaneously from the other side”. Something about how awesome, yet unexpected if Bob Jr actually comes, but he ends up saying yes.

Skip.

A discussion takes place with Bradley Cooper who on drugs has seen a naked man shave his penis that looked more like a Christmas tree (or an elf). Then I see the vision and think there is nothing to be worried about.
…

I am in some sort of resort I think, close to the beach and with trees all around and a shopping centre. My family and I are there.

skip.

The dream jumps to me in the house of a private investigator that is following me for some reason. I meet an Asian woman in the house who after a little while, I think I threaten her a bit tells me where I can find this private investigator.

I find him and now they are two against me and he is quite a bit bigger than me as well. He is Caucasian with broad shoulders and fairly long blondish hair.

I start punching him in the face and alternate a bit between hitting him and the Asian woman while thinking something along the lines of “Evil bitch, you want equal rights? face equal consequences!”. Doesn't actually take a lot of rationalisation to justify punching a woman in the face. I think I get the message across that he should stop following me around

Skip

Back at the supermarket it is daytime and I notice the small van of the PI. I see him standing next to it and start running towards him, I notice he has a knife in his hand but I don't care. I charge him, think punching him I the stomach and he stabs me high in my right arm.

I briefly think that the pain is far milder than I expected, before I pull out the knife and look at it and notice the blade is fairly short. Then I charge further into grabling range of the PI (where he should have the advantage over me) and bury the blade in his throat.

He doesn't resist for that long and I push him down to rest in an elevated bed of flowers knife still in his throat. Then I take his van, I wonder where my family has gone, but I need to get away. I get inside the van which is very small with only one seat and hope the key is still in, which it isn't but it can still start.

Then I start driving up the pavement and people move out of the way (think the car can only drive about 10 MpH anyhows. The dream ends when I get stuck trying to drive into a tunnel, though the scenery returns in a latter dream and maybe even the pesky PI.
…

I am by the same spot of land with the PI story line and now it is night time and windy as fuck.

Someone is already in a plane waiting for me to return. The area has to be evacuated and has been a long time ago. I notice the PI's van is there and there is a man trying to get in it. He is no ordinary man though. His legs are gone and you can see his spine and guts hanging out. Besides his facial features looks slightly skeletal, maybe more like his has been flayed from his face.

He doesn't seem to mind too much, he can still leap a good 10-15 metres and is shouting in a mad voice. I explain something to him or one of my companions that it will probably take him about 10 years to fully recover due to his innate mutant healing factor, but that he will recover none the less.

He notice us and become interested and shout out cackling “You have a means to get out of this place?” He starts making his way towards the plane and I hope we make it before he reaches it. The dream ends.
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In said plane it is more or less on auto pilot and Bob (the actor version from the Dresden Files series) is guiding a child who is flying the plane.

The kid has to dodge quite a lot of obstacles in the form of hangar ships out on the water, and sometimes he is selecting quite dangerous routes through tunnels and barely avoiding parked planes.

“That is why we say Cari..Bou” emphasising the break in the middle of the word that is the name of the plane. The kid has a habit of pulling straight up or straight down and Bob wants him to focus on softer turns.
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I find two ducklings that are tiny. They can both fit in the palm of one hand. I decide to raise them so I grab a big bowl of water for them to swim in. After putting the first in and looking at it as it realise that it is pretty much a natural boat the other one loose both it's legs, which terrifies me.

I grab it and put it in the water and the legs seem back.

The entire dream is oriented about the trouble I am having raising these ducks and my family doesn't seem to care.

I return and the water is being brought to boiling point and I find the small duckling on the stove without its legs again. (actually I remember writing down this fragment in a FA from the lucid I had).

I return and the ducklings are now swimming around in minestrone soup.
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I am lying in my bed after a brief moment of being awake. I start talking to myself, just let the HHs roll. They don't really intensify that much, but instead I am faced with the feeling of starting to fall deeper into my bed and shortly after I wake up and immediately look at my hands. Surprisingly they look human, though something is off, they might be too chubby or something, but it is difficult to describe.

I can't really trust it, but I am positive I was just falling asleep so I find a pot and drag it towards me telekinetically. Nothing happens the first second, but then the pot falls to the floor as I continue the mental pull.

Chess! dream confirmed. I walk to the window and bump against it, but walk through it with a bit more effort and trust in the fact that it is possible. Right what do I want to do, “Blasting rod” I decide and walk over to some bushes and start rummaging through the shadows.

I think I better not find some sort of lame drumstick like the televised Dresden series, but this is of course exactly what I find. I keep looking through the shadows of this bush and find scorched furniture wood that seems promising at first until I discover it is made of plywood.
I feel the dream wobbling a bit and I start touching the grass and leaves towards the ground and trying to see if I can smell something. The leaves look fairly detailed, though I notice they have a tinkling spark to them that seems a bit off. Otherwise the colours of autumn are represented in the leafs green, red, brown and yellow.

Rasmus B, an old school friend comes walking towards me from the direction of the house I was just in. I look up and point the blasting rod towards him to see if I can make fire. I wake up.

FA: My flatmate comes back from holiday, his face looks weird, but I wonder if it is just because he is tanned.

I look down and see my new blasting rod, though it is a bit more curved and have some semi-scorched colourings “Oh would you look at that” I think to myself “My blasting rod has manifested from the dream world” (DOOOOOOH!!! XD)

I start carving in it and is amazed that I can make markings like a hot knife through butter, though the material seems as hard as ivory. I start cutting a small sigil that eventually becomes a big rather deep “V” to indicate that it is mine.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

11-09-11 I wake up in my bed and have a feeling I am dreaming. I am having trouble opening my right eye. I ask the dream for more vision which it gives me. I am about to just fly through the window as normal, but decide to take a bit of time stabilising the dream this time.

I do this by grabbing hold of the curtain by the window and really looking at my plants in the window. I normally only have one plant in the window and it looks smaller in the dream than it does in waking life. Besides engaging touch and vision I also try and smell my plants, though without success, however when I do this one of the plants transform right in front of me, which I consider a bit odd as normally I can't really make transformations of objects all that well, but hey it wasn't intentional.

After some time of doing all of this I sit myself down in the window and notice the weather is grey and drizzling. I think to myself that it is pretty much as it was in waking life. I feel like I am getting ill in waking life and the cold and wind from dream environment is uncomfortable for me so I sit and spend a bit of time altering the chilling sensations so I can still feel them, but without the “cold” feeling attached.

I fly upwards and encounter an Asian woman hanging in the air along with some laundry out for drying. I am about to just fly past her, but decide to interact a bit, considering the possibility that this may not be a DC. I ask her name, which is really weird and I semi-hate myself for not remembering, and tell her “That is a weird name”, to which she replies “Not as weird as yours!” “Oh yeah, what is my name?” I ask “Stefan Vamt” she replies and I have to concede “Yeah, that is a weird name”.

Note: First time a DC has given me a name completely different to my own.

I have been flying around her a bit in order to keep off the ground, at one point I did try just hovering, which went fine, so I don't know why I have been flying around. In any case I get sent spinning into circles, which I at first try to stop.

“You know what, Spinning, not a bad idea, lets try” So I spin and it nearly crashes the dream and I abort mid way (I think). However I get slung off to one side onto a building my vision faded from the dream completely, but I manage to grab hold of the edge of the roof and start crawling onto the roof until I can feel the roof top (it is a pointy roof) and I start making my way towards the gable.

When I get to the gable I start getting flashes of the building and more specifically the small water pools at the ground. I decide to try and relax a bit while keeping my sense of touch in the dream. Soon enough the dream stabilises and I take off into flight towards the building across the gap. I decide to just take it easy and observe what the dream presents.

When I think this the yellow brick wall becomes enriched with detail and I start ascending (not in a spiritual sense). I can't help the expectation that pops into my head as I am going upwards “El Castillo is going to be at the top of the building” which to my joy it is.

I make my way towards the pyramid that this time actually looks like the actual thing. There are ceremonial artefacts (if you can call crafted objects in a dream artefacts as they aren't necessarily man made), like pottery and such at the top level next to the temple building atop the pyramid.

I shout out “Fellow dreamers!”, but again my voice seem to be blurry and the words come out slower than normal and at this point I give up on trying to light the beacon, but instead go exploring.

I turn around and see constructions similar to my first visit. There are columns and archways all over the place and the jungle floor is scattered with smaller buildings all made in something that looks like sandstone.

The amazing thing is that these buildings doesn't seem intrusive as the foliage is allowed to grow freely, even more astonishing is the sense of living it provides to the city. A perfect integration of architecture and nature, where one adds beauty to the other in a synergistic fashion.

I look down and spot a large figure and recognise it as one of the feline figures I saw in my first visit here and decide to go and introduce myself. When I get down there it turns out to be a somewhat different figure, as essentially this is a big grey/white cat. It is however a few heads taller than me, has quite the...ehhh.. big bones, is bipedal and dressed in clothing that seems foreign to the city I am in.

It comes over to me and greets me, it knows about me from the first time I was here as I apparently made quite a gossip. I grab it's out stretched paw.

I wake up.
…

I am in a shop where a couple of my old friends are running it. Furthermore they have an area out back where there are houses and other shops. I walk out into the back and and start talking with the older brother, who doesn't actually look like what I remember and he is wearing overalls.

I ask him if the entire back housing is theirs as well and he looks around and indicate that not only the houses, but all the shops around the rectangular yard belong to them as well.

Impressive I think to myself, even that shop up on the corner I once visited is theirs. I walk back into the shop and watch the youngest of the brothers handle a purchase, he seems little more than a baby now and has grown considerably younger.

I walk out the shop and down the street that transforms into a hallway by first turning into a tunnel type thing. I notice one of the gates on the right hand side is open and know that this is where they keep the Tyrannosaurus, so I can't help but always looking back towards that gate and expect a T Rex come running out, I am close to my room anyway.

Notes: I finaly understand the term semi-lucid now as this is exactly what I was, I knew I was dreaming sort of, I just hadn't “awoken” yet.

I open the door to my room on the left hand side and expect a Veloci Raptor (look at my extensive Jurassic Park knowledge of ancient reptiles!) to attack me, even if it does I will just punch it in its face.

As I walk through my vision starts to fade and I am questioning if I am dreaming, but then I notice that my bass is standing upright against one of the sofa's and I know it to be lying on the floor, more specifically I know it to be lying on the floor between the window (where I am trying to go) and me.

I stabilise by breathing and calming down and gradually my visual sphere of perception is filled out with my room. Along with that I notice that there are quite a lot of tall trees outside in the garden that wouldn't normally be there. I notice that the weather is very similar to the last dream.

Before I fly out the window I expect El Castillo to be on my right hand side and start flying through the window. But I end up face against the glass and have to break it in order to get through. I fly upwards and to the right and there is something that looks like the pyramid but isn't quite that.

My flight is terrible and I end up slamming into a yellow building and have to climb up the roof. But strangely I decide to fuck worrying about my lack of control, which seems to strengthen it gradually as the dream progress.

From the roof of the yellow building I look across at yet another yellow building and run towards it and leap taking off into flight (which is back to normal now). In the top flat on the corner of the building there is a television set running and I think “Great, gonna port there through TV!” which I try, but am unsuccessful.

I think I just end up on the other side of the building and as I look up there are again loads of buildings that look like El Castillo, but isn't. So I decide to just give up and start flying down the street. The city reminds me of a mixture between Barcelona and a Moroccan city.



Colours and buildings shaped like that. But the streets are modern and wide and there is plenty of life and activity in the restaurants and bars in the one I am in.

Like this.



I notice my mum sitting at a bar that is facing the streets wearing a cowboy hat. I carry on down the street and decides to chill a bit. What was the TotM? something about elements and walking on water. Well no water for me to walk on here, but plenty of wine glasses filled with it.

I sit down and reach my hand out towards a glass of water and make it boil and bubble. I intend to grab it out of the glass and hold it in the air, but someone talks to me from the back before I get a chance of exercising more control.

The voice makes me think I don't have much time left, which is weird and I don't even turn around to see who it was. I continue down and find a candle on one of the tables. I start pulling the fire towards me and the flame lengthens towards my hand.

Lame I think and carry on and find two candles on a table with a stranger sat next to it. I first pull rather hard mentally which extinguish one of the candles. I try again fairly hard, but with a bit more of a gentle build-up of force until the little flame leaps from the candle and into my hand where it continue to burn for a couple of seconds until I wake up.
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Fragments: Sleeping at Kaiser's place.

Picking up some old winning tickets from my grandmother who is deceased.

Flying around observing things without a body (non-lucid).

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

10-09-11 I am in Hornslet on the spot right across the road from stopperen. Casper and Krimi are there and we are talking about what to do.

We decide to go and do some kicks with an American football. I ask what types of kicks and he replies all kinds, scoring kicking off, punting.
…

I am at the shore, though there is a cliff side down to the water. We are a group of people, like a club playing a game where we run down the cliff side as quickly as we think safe to do so.

A girl or someone is calling me, though I don't think it is my phone and a guy tosses it out over the side of the cliff. I get the feeling someone is following us.

In total I run down the side twice, the second time being when the guy tosses the phone and this time I am a bit quicker than the first. It is all about finding small spots to put a foot and plants that look rooted enough to support the weight when you grab them.

The second time around there is a guy who shouts fuck it and basically runs the distance. He is wearing black with “big” black hair as well. I decide to raise the pace a bit as well. Halfway down Daniel comes running down rather recklessly and gets stuck. You get the feeling it is his first time and people don't really like him there.

I swing an arm down and pull him up and hope that he hasn't broken anything. I don't think he has. I think the leader tells me “Nice running and nice DJing too” referring to pulling up Daniel while running.
…

I have been jacked, I don't know what they have jacked, but I think it is small nomadic houses.

They are on a train and I catch up to them and jack the train back, which contains my stuff along with materials to construct new ones.

There is a car coming towards the train and I fear we are getting derailed, however the car is small enough to drive under the train. There is someone in the car 2 people I think, but I don't know them.

Think the next obstacle is a tilted train lying across the tracks, but the dream stops before I get to that part.
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A young (18 or so) lesbian is lying on top of someone's mum who is there to pick up her son. She is lying there for quite some time. Sort of get the feeling that it is the first time the lesbian is with a woman as well. She is wearing pink hot pants and a green top.

Shane comes n and shouts the woman's name. The woman doesn't seem like she has been trying to resist all that hard and you get the feeling the lesbian is hot.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

05-09-11 I am in bed and I get parts of an entity handed over to me by Silas. There are 8 parts in total and I feel like I have finally obtained the right frame of mind and personality to take on the demon.

I assemble it and am struck with terror. I notice this is how he fights and get up out of bed and defies his will. I get an image of something that looks like a T Rex. It is his will against mine and after a while I plant my feet in the ground probably somewhere in the middle of the room and just stands there and defies the demon.

Think you can describe the encounter as a stalemate, which is a hell of a lot better than me just simply giving into the utter terror it instils.

I wake up feeling the remnants of a nightmare, though I know I can manage it mentally because I defied the terror. Quite the ambivalent feeling really.
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I am in a barn with a black horse. The horse is already saddled and I try to calm it down talking to it. It shifts it's attention to the wall behind it, where a black sword is hung upon the wall.

I walk past the horse and pick up the sword.

A person appears from the entrance behind the horse and tells me.

“He can see you know”

“He tells me that you will go to him of your own free will”

Fine whatever. I follow the man outside the barn. He is wearing a cape and a cane and maybe a hat, not sure about the hat. There is someone with him, I get the feeling it is an assistant of sorts.

We are walking on a stone terrace with plenty of hedges and we sort of have to zig zag to get upwards. The caped man and his assistant is humming the humming part of “Fire coming out of the Monkey’s head” by Gorillaz. I am walking ight behind them and with a pace that would soon make me overtake them.

I am swinging the sword around and generally I don't feel afraid, though I am positive that instilling fear is the prime goal of the caped man.

Him and his assistant starts walking a bit faster and we all start drumming along. Him with his cane and me with the sword. I have no clue what his assistant is using. It sounds OK, but not great, still I am enjoying it and start laughing a bit.

We get to the top of the terrace and start walking down the side. The caped man explains that we will go out over sea and signal our return with a flare.

I pull out my wand and shoot fire out of it, a thin line of fire that lands maybe 20 metres away and cause some embers to appear. “Great I will have to remember how I did that next time I turn lucid, fire has given me a few problems before” I think to myself and keep on walking.

We get down to a docking area and as it is dark I make light appear out of my hands, still holding my wand. Increase light I think and it happens. Someone is joining us for from behind a hedge and I get the feeling that they are joining us for the journey.

I think the caped man's assistant is also making light appear out of his palms, though his is brighter than mine.
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I am in Holland. I am there to meet up with Sisse, Edith and Zizika.

Edith and I are wearing the same jacket, small light brown leathery thing.

There are videos of Zizika playing in some girl band.

I meet up with them at a table and Daniel takes my coat and put it on a wall behind us. I am uncomfortable with that as it might slide down onto the other side into the garden behind it.

skip

I am at Zizika's house and it is getting late, I am wearing varying amounts of clothes for some reason. I think it is lame of them to leave me there seeing as it is almost half six in the morning.

I get a call “Dennis, are you ready?”
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Notes: The following FA might continue straight from the above dream.

I am lying in my bed and I look out the window and can see the roof of the house across the lawn. I have a suspicion that I am having a false awakening as my field of vision is still a bit blurry and incomplete, as the rooftop starts spinning. Spinning or the surroundings alternating between light and dark.

I remain still and start observing the scenario for a while, it feels too soon to try and move and jeopardise the stability of the dream. I get up as the spinning thing is wearing off and look outside and compared to the façade of just one building as normally there are two streets running down into town.

Even after this pretty clear realisation I still question if I am dreaming, as the details are quite vivid so I look at my hand and it is blurry with an extra finger. Even considering this I am a bit sceptical as I jump back and pull my feet up and prepare to go through the window feet first. I am a bit relieved when I sense my flight not failing me.

Outside the window I immediately tell the dream that I want to go to Chichén Itzá, but I can't find anyway near so I try and start spinning. Nothing really happens so I take a leap of faith and close my eyes.

At first it seems like the dream is fading as I am surrounded by lights, as if you would be looking at your eye lids, only much brighter. However I recall having pulled back a dream in a scenario like this before and I keep making swimming motions.

It works. The dream is coming back and the setting is now much much brighter. I am in a jungle and there are stone buildings and I get really excited, it definitely has a Mayan feel to it. I am standing by a white sanded shore of either a river, lake or ocean. In front of me are trees, less dense than what you would expect from a tropical forest, and an open forum like plaza.

I start flying towards this plaza and start calling out “Fellow Dreamers”. I see someone coming towards me or at least in my direction. I fly closer and over her, she looks at me she is riding on some animal and look girlish with blonde/brown hair to down below her shoulders. “Pil?” she says, which could have been “Peel” (suppose even “Pete” though that is probably stretching it as far as you can) “Pil” translated into English is “Arrow”.

I don't even think to stop and talk to her, but I don't really seem to be completely in control of this particular part of the flight either. I fly over the centre of the forum and looking down I see blue men with feline features.

“Brilliant! I defo have to speak with them” I think and, but as I start walking back towards where they were they have disappeared. The central spot has something that looks like an altar or something and I don't really fancy disturbing anything so I decide to go look for other dreamers.

I try keeping the beacon in mind, but I am not really at El Castillo and every time I try and do it I get distracted by black figures I can never really put any features to.

I fly around for a bit marvelling at the architectural wonders surrounding me. I fly past a small pyramid, waay too small to be El Castillo and carry on. There might be entities of some description at this smaller pyramid. I continue through and come to this place where a great wall with a lot of windows is surrounding an area of jungle.

This place is heavily ornamented with carved animal heads, although contrary to normal Mayan artistry it is protruding out from the walls instead of being carved into them. It doesn't make the place any less beautiful though, although I am sure I see an elephant at some point, which I find odd thinking about it when awake. At this place I ask the dream to extend itself 10 minutes.

I decide to try my luck again with the spinning, this time thinking more specifically about El Castillo. Same scenario happens I close my eyes and try and picture it or at least the shape of it. However this time although I make the same swimming motions, I don't get to the pyramid, though it might flash dimly once or twice.

Instead I am sent back to my bed and something weird happens. I hear a narrator talking about how I have now set foot in the Astral and that my physical damage is increased. Which sounds just too weird and I can't help but laugh myself and wonder if I am going be trapped here for 7-8 minutes. I can wriggle around and rotate freely within my own body and it doesn't seem like the wall I am lying next to is causing problems, though I can't see anything.

I wake up feeling amazing.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

28-08-11 I walk into Drew's room and he is playing computer games. He has 12 hours off and I ask him if he intends to spend all of those playing computer games. I sort of want him to come along, but he doesn't want to do anything but play.

I think he is there with his girlfriend, but she isn't going to be there.
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I am in eastern Europe walking up to a gold course. The weather is sunny and we are walking uphill.

Some of the family friends are there. I am going to play golf, but I know already that I don't meet the requirements to go on the full course, but will have to settle for the par 3 course. The full course looks like it is located in a farmland zone.

I go to play golf with my dad, but it is a really weird par 3 course. It can't actually be described as a par 3 at all.

First of all the shots has to be fired from inside a room on a floor above the course. I can't find my way into this room so the way I shoot the first couple of shots is by reaching in behind a grass curtain and popping out the ball, which results in comparatively horrible shots compared to the people who are hitting the balls with clubs from behind the wall.

I see my dad in there and ask how to get in, and he swiftly directs me. On the way in I notice these scoreboards that proclaim I have 55 (or 53) shots per hole, which is utter ridiculous.

Inside I can't even hit the balls and I have to kneel down and reach under some wooden box to get out the ball, which counts as a shot and a new ball appear. My shot is shown on a TV screen and a guide tells me that it is too soon to attempt putting.
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Following Andy Belflour through a couple of attempts at solving a puzzle in a burning house. It starts with him shooting a cat/rat to obtain a key to the door that will lead him to the second floor. Don't know what happens after, but there is a woman commenting his lack of skills at the scenario.
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We are in a military squad and we are chasing a predator (from the movies). A few of the guys fall prey to him.

We are in a scenario that seems a mixture of a construction site and muddy jungle, though the mud seems made from tire tracks.

At one point I observe the predator turning invisible and start targeting people with the signature three dots. Some of the people with me might actually turn invisible as well.

Back at base there is a message from Atras. It explains that we have a new vehicle available on the mission.

Immediately after this the dream jumps to showing the predator pursuing a female member of our squad. They are both on motor cycles and she can't shake him. However she activates this machine in the middle of the site that has an arm that starts spinning around. On it's way around it picks up either another vehicle or container and as it swings around the woman ducks under it, but the predator aint that lucky and smashes into it head first.

This may be the vehicle Atras was talking about.
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Reading DV forum threads. Mancon explains that his reasons for joining IOSDP is that he believes it in his heart that shared dreaming is possible and is looking for experiential confirmation as there is no recognised scientific support or even possible explanations yet (there are a few, though they are ousted from the mainstream community).

In another thread someone is questioning Nomad why he couldn't get into, I believe you call it ivy league universities. And asks if he has a criminal record or something.

He replies that he couldn't because of behvor (the spelling was also wrong in the dream, hence I have replicated it here ^^).

Notes: The reason I have joined IOSDP is exactly as posted by Mancon in my dream, and I have no clue if Nomad has gone to university or not, so sorry for dragging your guys into my head like this ^^. On a positive note, this is the first time IOSDP members figure in my dreams.
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In the beginning of the night I keep waking up and falling into very similar dreams. These dreams consists of protecting the spirit of Ayahuasca from misunderstanding and abuse.

One of these representations of her is a rather large woman. I keep thinking to myself how awesome it would be to actually meet her without taking the vine of souls (though I also want to try that)
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Very short Lucid.

I see the dream manifest around me and I want to give it a bit of time to stabilise.

I am standing in a doorway and the scenery is forming around me, the light indicates daytime. There is a yellow building outside and a lot of people on the streets. I walk outside looking around.

I am gonna try a new way of getting to Chichén Itza this night. I want to try and summon a UFO to take me there, but it is too early for it, it will wreck the dream if I try it now I sense.

So I keep watching the scenery, there is a brown(ish) building with a curved rooftop and it is actually rather tall. I am trying to calm down, which is very hard this time because I feel truly amazing. Like I am floating, but it is different to how I normally feel when flying. Think the best way of describing the feeling is like floating on a cloud of love.

The dream fades, but I am left with the floating-love sensation in my bed, so it aint all bad.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

15-08-11 I get teleported into a gorgeously decorated church. I am not alone, there is a vampire with me. The church is quite famous though I don't know which it is. I am amazed by this. And I start laughing in wonder, I look back and see if I am the only one experiencing this reaction.

The vampire, who looks like Bill off true blood, does seem a bit impressed, however he isn't only happy and excited. His face is lighting up and he is in agony, didn't think of the whole vampire on sacred grounds thing.

I rush to him kneel down and put my hand over his face and throat and keep chanting “your spirit is welcome here”. After a while he settles down relived of the holy pressure and a thought occurs to me. If he was feeling the effects, why wasn't I, being half vampire myself. I look back and see a bunch of sorcerers walking slowly towards us.

One of them seems as surprised as I am at my freedom from the pressure. Then she looks a bit to her right and breaths out a bit of mist.

“Thank you Jake/Jack” I whisper and think of the ghostly spirit that is accompanying us. I recall who they are and address the people walking towards us, being confident that I could annihilate them should a confrontation arise.

“The Order of St. Giles right?” These people are vigilant vampire hunters, we are however not here to cause trouble and we don't wish unnecessary bloodshed. I explain that the man lying wounded on the floor is a good man, though he is a vampire.

I manage to persuade them to listen out for a second and next we are sitting around a table in a booth towards the front of the church. This time Erik is there as well and it seems like we have earned the trust of the order (In the Dresden Files they are known as the Fellowship, but hey, my dream).

I tell him that we will get his memory restored in no time. He sort of looks at me blandly, but looks grateful as well.

The scenery starts moving about quickly and I think I switch character. I am moving away from the church and it is dark around me. The streetlights don't produce much surrounding light, but sticks to an unnatural cone straight down.

I keep moving away from the church eventually going under ground, where I have to move under some metal fences for quite some time. On the other side the character I am, a little blond chubby boy is given a spell that for some reason is dangerous to vampires. I am not quite there to witness exactly what happens, but a big bad ass vampire in a black long leather jacket appears.

I think he deals with the person who gave the information away as I retreat bellow surface the way I came. I wonder on the way back how illogical this is, as if he was chased by a vampire he would be dead soon enough, though I rationalize that maybe big baddie didn't know which direction I went.
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I am in a rather big city. Lasse F is there, though the chronicling of the dream is slightly off.

I meet up with a woman I know in a shop, I don't know her name though. She has some markings on her lower left face, but I am left in doubt if these are permanent or just some recent light scaring. Her hair is shoulder short and approaching black in color.

I dunno exactly what we are talking about, in general I think it is just some small talk to get to know each other. I think we are in the same school. We leave the shop rather quickly and continue the conversation on the street, where we depart soon after.

I am at the same spot in the streets now I am talking to Lasse F. I ask him quickly what city in Europe he would consider the best architecturally. I am expecting something like Barcelona or Amsterdam, though he doesn't answer with any of these cities.

I don't hear what he says at first, and when I ask him what he said he seems unwilling to repeat himself.

The dream is working towards a big meet up of a line of characters, some I know and some I don't. I remember not if this actually takes place in the end or not.
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I am in a book shop of some description and all of a sudden a battle between a death eater and a harry-potter-like character takes place. I am not sure if there is an actual battle or it is just pretense. The Harry Potter character is a woman/girl with spiky hair of a dark color.

I sit back silently knowing that I could take them both on and get out on top.
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I talk with a couple of friends about the way people have gone traveling and are unlikely to come back. One of these is Minka and her brother gets used as an example of a person that has left and isn't coming back.

I mention Anders as a person that has come back, and Skovborg might be in the room, he himself as an example of a returner.