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I get up to go to the bathroom.

In the semidarkness, I see a strange reflection of an Indian man... don- I turn. There is no one there. I look at my hands. They look like vines. What a weird dream. I do a nose pinch RC in the mirror. I start to cough and hack out rotten leaves. Ok, this is really weird. I walk away from the mirror. "Epic nose pinch RC fail," my reflection says. I run back to the mirror. My reflection is breathing through his nose with his hand pinching it. He starts bobbing his head to silent dubstep.

"WTF IS THAT?"

The wave of the future BEEYOTCH! SILENT MUSIC! PURE SUBSONIC!

My reflection is in SOHO dancing to silent dubstep.

The music comes ripples the mirror.

don Juan is now in the mirror, on an African plain. The elephants are communicating subsonically. He charades turning a volume knob on his ear. I turn my Babelfish on. I can hear the subsonic waves! The elephants are singing. They are talking about space travel. They say Earth is actually a biological space ship. We are only in a stationary orbit relative to the Sun. It's the Sun's orbit that's important, because it will take us to the other side of the galaxy eventually.

The elephants say we are fools.

A lion tries to attack a baby elephant. The mother elephant grabs the lion around the neck, and steps on its head and trumpets. There is a war between the elephants and the lions.

Now, I am witnessing a space war between anthro elephants and lions. Focus on on dream.

don Juan and I are in my bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. We both look like ghosts. He is laughing heartily with his arm around my shoulders.

"Aha, nagual, you are so confused! Let me clear things up for you."

He wipes the mirror. It ripples. He grabs my hand, and sucks me through. The wormhole folds in on me. I am terrified. I feel claustraphobic. "You don't need to breathe in dreams!" I scream in my mind.

"I AM GOING TO WAKE UP, ASSHOLE."

"You can't, you are in delta sleep. If you wake up in ten seconds of waking life, it will be ten minutes of delta dreams. So, you got ten minutes to deal with your pansy ass claustraphobia. I scream and inhale the wormhole. I can't breathe. I cough out the wormhole. It's a ball of dark energy with a silvery metal folded in it. I swat it away like a fly. It bounces off the end of the universe, and comes back at me, a flaming rolling meteor enwreathed in black smoke. A devilish face speaks out of the meteor. "I am The Devil, I am Gawn, I am the father of the Zero God."

He speaks to me in a devillish growly guttural language. I morph into Deathgawn and crack my neck.



He puts a leash on my neck, and I morph into a hellhound. Gawn and I go through a portal. He tells me we are hunting for the ones who attack Asuka.

We are in a forest. I snuffle the leaves. They people smell sweaty and fearful. I salivate and growl. I open a portal, and leap through it, Gawn trailing.

We are in a large wooden lodge. There is a strange men's cult with an elk's head on the left side, and a boar's head hanging on the right. The men are wearing red robes with golden crosses on them. They have small red round hats on. They stage area looks like the stuff in a Catholic church.

Asuka is tied to a cross. They call her Mother Mary, Goddess of the New Moon. Asuka looks like she is trying to hide her fear with annoyance. The High Priest in the center says he is about to drink of Asuka's blood. He removes a hood to reveal MoSh. His eyes grow into swirls. I lunge at MoSh. He teleport-dodges. I moprh into my Shadow Beast Self, and shoot astral tentacles at him. As I touch him, I realize it's nothing like MoSh. It's not even sentient. I am confused. I look up at Asuka, and she is laughing at me. She seems to have no sentience, but...

Whose dream characters are attacking me?

I break out of the dream. It was shaped like a cyndrilical prism. I am in the Colloseum in the Outer Lands. MoSh and Asuka were creating a joined Consuming Illusion.

But, it's not them... it's projections my my mind? WHAT THE FUCK.

Then I am watching don Juan watching one of his dreams in his bathroom mirror. He is me in the dream. "Oh look at my silly dream characters. At least I am real!" He chuckles to himself.

I scream and punch the back of his head. My hand passes through.

"You can't do that on the astral plane," don Juan says.

"NOTHING IS REAL!" I scream in frustration.

"Exactly right. But, also, everything is. The only thing that does not exist is that which cannot be percieved. But, All has the power to concieve All, therefore, all is real. Also, Nothing is real, because you can conceive it. One day you may actually be able to perceive Nothing, but in this lifetime, it's really just an idea."

don Juan turns into a genie and disappears in a puff of smoke.

I am alone in the Sahara desert near the Great Pyramids.

"This is where it begins," I hear a voice from the clouds.

Tidal Waves on the Island Shrine
Clarity: 7/10
Importance:4/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm on a small island when I notice it's inhabitants begin to panic. I look to see what's upset them, and see a giant tidal wave headed straight towards us! Oh shit! There's noting I can do but watch as it washes over the island. Luckily the water that covers the land is only knee deep, and I'm able to keep my footing as the water pummels my legs.

But it's not over yet, after the first wave there is another, this one bringing water up to my waist that tumbles me back before the waters recede once again. A third wave washes over us, this time the water is shoulder high, and everyone is forced to swim. Then the fourth and final wave hits us and drowns out the island completely. Everyone is swimming and treading water, and the current carries me and only me away, out to sea. I swim as hard as I can, but am carried away despite my best efforts.

I end up between two more islands, one with hills and one with more people and a school, and end up on the shores of the populated one. This island's inhabitants are fleeing into the school. That strikes me as a bad idea, but then I figure maybe not if we can get to the roof, so I follow them in.

Inside the school, there is a bank of televisions and computer monitors, like a small Imax wall. This bank of terminals becomes some sort of shrine under the care of Klinger from MASH. The center piece of the shrine is an immobilized woman, unmoving and unaging. Her eyes shine with magic, and there is a smoky ball darkness next to her, the evil force that keeps her trapped.

Klinger keeps this shrine clean, and is able to travel OBE style by staring into the woman's mesmerizing eyes.

I am in a city with my brother. The sun shines warmly. We go to a marketplace. I notice my brother has disappeared. The earth starts to tremor. There are some people running in the opposite direction.

The next thing I remember is being in a school where I haven't been before. I go searching for a class, number 320. I wander around the building for some time but just can't find it. Finally my teacher spots me. She says the lesson has already begun. I answer it's a little wonder as the door she's pointing at (class 320) has something completely different than 320 in it (something like g24). I go outside and follow a path that leads to a forested hill. There's a man with me. He's also a teacher. He has two dogs with him. I start playing with the dogs. The other dog attacks me from behind and bites my hand. Its owner tells him to go down.

"Aw, he raked your jacket"

I notice I have a bright green jacket on. I leave the hill. The earth starts to tremor again, this time more violently.

The next thing I remember is being in a cardboard box. It is big enough for me to sit in it comfortably. There are also pillows and blankets in it. I crawl out of my chamber in the box and find that there are other chambers in the box. My friend, also in the box says that she built it and it should protect us from the doomsdays earthquakes. There are also some others in the box system. We wait for the earthquake to stop. After it we emerge from the box. We are on a pillar of stone, about 20 metres high. The ground all around us is red. It looks like Mars. It is also snowing. A gigantic monster appears in front of us. It looks like an enormous snail, only with four heads full dagger-like teeth. I have now a huge sword in my hands, but it is almost too heavy for me to lift, let alone to slay the monster with it. I can only wave the sword powerlessly in front of it when it snaps at us. There is a large, muscular man next to me. He tells me to stab at the monster next time its head comes close. I do as he says. He grabs the sword from my grip and plunges it deep into the monsters throat and then cuts it head off. The monster dies. I look to the other side of the canyon (we are in the middle of it). There is an orc there. A dwarf that is with us says he wants to fight the orc. He yells at the orc. The orc says he accepts the challenge. It starts to walk in the air, towards us. The dwarf, encouraged by this, jumps off the pillar, but doesn't stay in the air like the orc but instead starts falling like a rock. The view changes into 3D. I follow the dwarf falling about 200 metres. When he is near the ground, the orc dives down and rescues him. When the orc lets him go, he also can walk in the air. I don't want the dwarf to fight because I fear he'd die. However, I forget about the dwarf and fly to the other side of the canyon. There is a wooden hut there. It has no walls in it so I fly in. There is a talking bird sitting in there. I get a feeling that he is a long-time friend of mine. There are also some other people there, also my friends, when the bird starts talking:

"I'm tired of this, tired of all this beguiling and deceiving, tired of hiding my friends my true form"

With these words, he pulls his heart out. I'm overcome by sorrow. I say that I'll send our friend to his last flight and throw him to canyon. After it I dive after him. In the bottom of the canyon there are other survivors and lots of press. I turn facing the sky just when I'm about to crash to the earth. I soar upwards, now with a newspaper in my hand. I read the headlines: 'A man kills his beloved bird companion'. I turn the page, and watch a map about the earthquake's havoc. The picture is moving, like those in Harry Potter, though this one is coloured. I see the earth swallowing thousands of square kilometres. I get back to the hut. That is my last memory from the dream.

I also had a short LD where I was searching for my brother (who disappeared in previous dream). I had gone back to our childhood but I wanted my brother as his older self so I decided to search him and make him grow up, so to say . I abandoned the idea soon as too complicated, though I don't know why I wanted to find my brother in a LD anyway.

I'm in a department store with my mom. I think there's a bike. There's no wall on one side of the store, and I stand at the edge of the floor and look down to the floor below. I think maybe I jump.

I'm walking down the sidewalk and I see a car, maybe a cop car, speeding around the neighbourhood. Then I see a guy come around the corner, I think he has a dog and he's wearing a military type jacket. His face is weathered and angry. I cross the street and rush to get out of his path. I'm pretty sure he's the reason I saw the cop car a second ago and if he sees me, he'll take me as his hostage. He might have a weapon, a machete maybe. (Reading the news before bed, read about a machete attack).

I got to see my mom, but she tells me she's busy or has plans, or made plans even though I went out of my way to come see her. I get really mad at her and start yelling at her and crying and calling her names. She sits down and laughs it off. She doesn't look like my mom. She has long, dark, wavy hair and a thinner face.

For a brief second, I'm watching a slideshow of the art that I look at in real life before I go to bed. Except the slideshow looks more like huge squares of images floating in front of me, not really coming from a particular source.

Well, you might have noticed I haven't posted in this DJ for about a month...this is because I've been kind of taking a hiatus from attempting to lucid dream. My success rates were ridiculously low, and I had the feeling it was because I had so many different methods in my head that I couldn't stick with just one, and I probably wasn't doing any of them correctly anyway out of a lack of motivation.

Basically, I'd lost my appreciation for lucid dreams because all of mine were a bunch of very hard-earned crap. I read back through some of the earlier entries of my DJ, when the concept of LDing was new to me, and I was kind of inspired by my enthusiasm from back then, so I figured I should just start over.

I had no real 'return date', just whenever felt right...and I guess that would be now, since I had a lucid dream after relearning MILD and focusing only on that method for a bit. However, it didn't quite succeed the first time, so I'll put down that non-lucid dream as well, for the sake of recall and finding more dream signs.

Dream 1: I was at work. It was a pretty normal day, except for a lot of little behavioral abnormalities in all my coworkers. The differences weren't big enough to make me realize I was dreaming, but they did get me thinking.

Then I went to stock some music that had just come in, and I noticed a poster that had a rather big difference: the band name didn't seem familiar at all. I recognized the album cover, but the name just wasn't right...although...I couldn't really...remember what the right name was anyway.

Suddenly this fact became like taking a blow to the head. I stumbled back, my vision suddenly fuzzy and dizzy. After a bit my confusion grew to the point where I couldn't remember that I was confused, and so all this ceased and I came back to.

Once my vision had cleared, I still couldn't recall the proper name for the band, but this time the name I was seeing sank in. The poster read: "The Lucid Dreamers"

Next thing I know, the dream has gone to me being on a train with a bunch of other people, and eating Pizza. I was annoyed that my sense of taste was so weak. I could taste the Canadian Bacon, but everything else was very bland, like a distant sound is to an ear.

Then I woke up.

Of course technically my MILD hadn't yet worked, but it sure had gotten me a long ways. I had seen and recognized differences in multiple senses and circumstances, and my mind was obviously thinking about lucid dreaming due to the poster. It happened to be early enough in the morning for me to go back to sleep and try again, so I wasted no time. I repeated my MILD a couple more times and was out once again.

Dream 2: The dream began with me as a soldier in a futuristic city that strongly resembled what you see in the movie Minority Report. I was part of a squad that was taking down a group of Koreans that had invaded the place. (no offense if you're reading this and you're Korean, of course, I just play Crysis from time to time) Suddenly, however, I realized something...I was in a sci-fi city, firing a weapon, and wearing a suit of armor. All of this was cited in my MILD as dream signs to watch out for.

I smiled to myself then, looked through the scope on my weapon, and picked off all of the remaining enemies as if I were an aimbot. Precision and accuracy was 100% all the way. I threw down my weapon then and flew up into the air to get a good look at the place. The thought occurred to me that I should reality check, but I decided against it.

"I already know that I'm dreaming, and usually if I nose-plug RC when I'm like this it wakes me up." I told myself as I glided over the vast expanse of the world.

Below me, everywhere I looked I saw cars speeding along multi-level highways, rotating 90 degrees and then plunging straight down to reach other levels when need be. All of the buildings they rushed in between were shiny and steel; cold, clean, and sophisticated.

It was also all fading away.

"No, this dream can NOT end now!"

I rubbed my hands together furiously, but things were still fading out. So I tried spinning then, still rubbing my hands together. The city only spun about me as it finally faded into blackness.

"Rats...I failed." I thought.

But after a few more moments, I still hadn't woken up. I looked around me again, and now I saw a grid of white dots everywhere in the blackness, increasing in clarity every second. I rubbed my hands together again, and one by one each of the white dots became a building, every one more detailed and clear than before. It wasn't long until the whole city was back, and I was ready to head out on an adventure.

Unfortunately, this is where my memory begins to fail me, thanks to the unpleasant way the dream ended. I just know that I did go on many adventures and they were thrilling and satisfying to say the least. The dream tried to fade out multiple times, but I was always able to bring it back without problem. Somewhere along the way, that girl from multiple previous dreams was back again and we went on a lot of the adventures together. It was great.

But then the dream transitioned, and although I was still lucid, I decided I was done for the night because those adventures had ended so well and I didn't want to mess up such a great ending by doing something else, so I allowed myself to become non-lucid again and just watch the last few minutes of the dream.

What a mistake that was!

I was still in the same city, but I walked home, and everything there was still normal, further convincing me I was not dreaming any more. Then I got a phone call from that girl I mentioned, and she said she had to see me. I told her to come on over, but it turned out she was already just outside my door .

"What is it?" I asked as I let her in.

"I just had my first lucid dream!" She exclaimed. "It was amazing...I know you've told me about them before, but I didn't realize how incredible it really is! I even wrote it down in a dream journal just like you said you do. Here, look!"

She handed me her dream journal and I read it. It was the lucid dream I had just been through, but all from her perspective.

"I know." I said, handing the journal back. "I had this same lucid dream!"

That really blew her away. She was so excited she hugged me, and I thought I'd never let go. But...then I got another phone call. It was another friend of mine, asking if he could talk to this girl. She took the phone, but I could hear the voice on the other side saying:

"That guy is a moron! I know you care about him, but I just need to warn you. He's seriously messed up. I've got his dream journal open on my computer right now; he talks about a lot of really weird stuff and he actually believes it. I'm telling you, he says he found a Dream Room and can enter other people's dreams, and there's even these posts about using self-hypnosis for lucid dreams, or the theory that ghosts are lucid dreamers..."

I couldn't have been more annoyed. Or scared. I saw tears enter the girl's eyes as she slowly sank against the wall and slid down to sitting on the floor, and I thought she might try to run away, so I sat down as well and put my hands on her shoulders so she'd look me in the eyes.

"I can explain everything!" I said. "He's twisting the truth to make me sound crazy! I promise!"

The tears receded, but she didn't seem fully convinced, since she kept listening to this guy verbally murder every aspect of my reputation.

I woke up in a sweat and with my heart pounding...for a moment I still was afraid that that relationship was in danger, but of course I quickly realized I had woken up and all of it was not a real problem.

But aside from the unpleasant awakening, I'm quite happy with this MILD technique! I think I'll focus on it for a while longer now and see what I can do

[I was lucid throughout both of these dream fragments, but I didn't manage to relax or stabilize them because the house had already gotten up, so I was in a hurry because I knew I was running out of time, and I was sleeping on my side again, so I wasn't as relaxed as I could have been.]

I'm in my current bedroom. I throw two thick, blue foam-rubber mats onto the floor between the end of my bed and the closet, and throw myself down onto them. They land with a gap in between them, which I can feel when I land on them, so I go, “Ow!” The closet doors open, and P. climbs out of the bottom of the closet toward me, with a look on her face as if she were trying to scare me by pretending to be a zombie or a ghost. I think, but don't say, “No. You can't be here. You're not even at home right now. You're away at college.”

I'm standing on the grass in the backyard of House #1. There is no study. [Nor is there a swingset, now that I think of it.] It's nighttime, and the sky is a beautiful indigo blue with a few stars in it. There's an enormous, white full moon, much larger than it ever could be in reality, hanging in the sky to my left (to the north of the backyard). When I stare straight at it, it fades away into the background blue like the contrasting color does in some optical illusions where things disappear, and then fades back into view. I look back down at the grass, and the wooden bench from the backyard of House #2 is there, facing toward the moon. I think, “Wait, what am I doing here? I'm still dreaming.”

Non Lucid - Lucid

Sorta shocked I had this LD after become lucid 3 nights ago and somewhat lucid 2 nights ago (i never made the realization it was a dream, but I was superjumping and being chased by some other super being..) Anyways, this was absolutely mind blowing to me and is definitely the most control i've had. First time using telekinesis, creating fire, and changing a scenario to almost match one of the monthly challenges (maby a weekly?)

I'm driving home with my friend and out of no where he decides to say "man, i really wanna have sex."We begin walking up the path to my door and i remember exclaiming to him all he had to do is be confident that he would do it in a dream and it will happen.As we start stepping up the small step case to my door there is some random girl standing off to the side and her head was at about waist height... She ripped off both of our pants and well, you know the rest. Dream Skip..

I'm walking around some woods that were very unfamiliar to me and was on a huge hill. Randomly i decide to RC. I realize i'm dreaming and begin jumping around all over the trees like I always do. (stupid me) At some point I started getting attacked my some small stuffed animal creature.. When it was at distant parts of the woods i tried getting into a stance to project something out of my hands and began concentrating, however instead of firing anything, i used "telekenesis." It was almost exactly like the game bioshock where you can lift enemies and objects into the air and throw them around as they float in front of you. This went on for a few minutes and one time I remember bringing him close to me and trying to crush him into a small ball. As the dream went on more random things started to attack including cans, sticks, and other assorted crap. I remember thinking i could try and use a fireball, I remember trying to become angry and concentrate on that really hard but nothing happened other than an insane feeling of heat in my and my vision started shaking. After a few more tries i found it was easier to just spawn the flames on something rather than use a fireball. I did this twice but then became terrified i was going to start a forest fire so i ran and jumped like hell up the hill Dream Skip..

I'm in my house and I here my ex-calling my from somewhere outside. (in my dream she didn't feel as if she was my ex felt.. urgent to get there) As i'm walking across the street something made me RC, and for once i finally tried pushing my finger through my hand. slowly but surely it started to go through but for some reason I stopped to make sure i didn't get hit by a car. I called out her name and faintly herd her calling from some roof, I eventually found her and we layed ontop of some roof where she had these 10 different colored rings in her hand. She asked me if she could have my 5 rings to keep them safe because someone (I forget the name of who, but this person definitely had a name) was attempting to steal them. I agreed and we fumbled around with all of these colored rings and i remember asking if i could have a few to hold on and i would make sure they would be safe. she said okay,end dream memory.

Now this last part is the most mindblowing to me..

Idk how the dream started but i remember reading about a challenge on here about being in New York, spawn a meteor, and destroy it with the empire state building. For some reason once i thought about it I was put into some cartoonish city. (bright colorful cheesy colors, not NY) Wow, 1 thing down 2 to go. I began focusing on heat like i did for the first time before in the earlier dream and once i started to heat up i thought of a meteor, blam there it was in a cartoonish version. Holy shit this is unreal, So i quickly look at some random cartoon building and find the telekinesis method i used earlier as well worked with ease and i tossed it at the meteor. They collided and bounced the meteor back to space and the building vanished. (definitely not like the challenge asked) Then i woke up.

This absolutely blew me away. Honestly after reading most of the challenges I thought mostly all of them especially this was far fetched and you couldnt possibly just dream it up.. I know i wasnt in NY and didnt destroy the meteor, but what happened to me last night with both lucids was absolutely unreal and now i know what possibilites i truly have with lucids. WOW

I don't care much for football but that dream was cool.

I had a dream last night that was all football and everyone on the team wanted me to be on there team, but thought I was just extremely athletic and coordinated but didn't know the game good at all (which is okay because I don't play football, I play basketball). Everyone was impressed with my skills of catching, speed, and jumping (basketball skills) and wanted me on their team but I messed up occasionally and I could tell they didn't like me but I helped them win. I had the speed and jump of the impossible and didn't realize it was a dream. I could jump 30 feet high and run to the end of a football field in 3 seconds.
I was unstoppable and continued to play what felt like hours until I woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a bedroom which may have been my bedroom with a pretty woman. The room was warmly lit and it seemed to have pink coloring in certain parts. The woman wore a white tank top with pink straps.

The woman sat on the floor, explaining how she was new to this town and how she needed certain things. These things weren't necessities but were rather like items for fun. Maybe they were tickets to shows, or something like that.

She might have been planning to sell the tickets once she got them. Her plan might possibly also have included befriending men to get them to gibe her these tickets for free on a regular basis, then turning around and selling the tickets above face value.

I was now walking through a pine forest. The forest seemed clean, too clean, almost like a stage forest. The trees were tall and deep jade-green. The forest was shady.

Somehow I discovered something about the branches of the pine trees. It was like they were all dripping a clear, sugary syrup.

I was somewhere, possibly back in the room, trying to explain to the woman that she didn't need all the stuff she thought she needed. The trees produced food, and that could sustain her. But the woman wouldn't listen to me. I wasn't talking about the same thing as she was talking about. She didn't want only sustenance. I tried again to explain to the woman what was going on with the trees, what they were producing.

I was in the forest again, floating up through the trees. Beyond the trees was a tree-like structure in the sky, all made out of the clear, sugary syrup. The syrup was solid enough to form a lattice-like structue. I saw a couple of "my friends" (both male or one male and one female) sitting on a couple of seat-like parts on either side of this tree.

As I approached the tree the syrup became like drops, raining down on me. I opened my mouth to try and catch the drops.

Dream #2

I was in a room that looked like a room in a house that had been converted into an office. The place was very cluttered with paper and old office equipment. There were desks for at least two workers.

I had possibly done something dumb at my job. I was listening to a voice message from "my CEO" (!) about what a bad job I'd done. The CEO's voice was mellow and rambling, but a little bitter. I got up from my desk and walked away.

I came back. The voice message was still going. The guy who sat in the desk next to me -- a bunch of old, unused office equipment served as the partition between us -- told me, "Man, you're in trouble. This guy's saying a lot of bad stuff about you. I think he's gonna try to make you stop working here."

I thought that could be true. The CEO could be trying to make it look like I was trying to quit my job and go work somewhere else. Then he could fire me for that. But I didn't care. I just kept listening to his strange mellow, rambling, bitter voicemail.

Eventually the voicemail became something about how everybody in the office was quitting. The voicemail then became something like an online news show about everybody in my office quitting.

I walked out of this room and into another room. I was apparently in the basement of this house. The place was cluttered with household items and office items. In one big room, a bunch of workers were gathered around on a couch, eating pizza and watching TV.

I went into another room. Some tall, thin, pale, white man with a thin beard and wearing a casual sweater and slacks, told me about a number of people who were quitting. This apparently included the CEO.

The man and I walked through a hallway with another man, talking about how unfortunate it was that everybody was quitting. We were now in a kitchenette near the stairs up to the ground floor of this house.

The two men, who were gentle and easygoing, opened the fridge and started pulling out pizza. At this point, I may have seen from the viewpoint of a child. I thought that I was hungry, too, and that I would also like to have some pizza. But I also felt bad for wanting pizza, as if I'd eaten too much already.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

10/11/10 Party at the top floor, entered via fire escape, dancing as part of a spell, have to leave for a moment, I keep swirling and believeing, Pil is somehow better and more experienced than me, transfer of knowledge through breaking of the spell and the bond shared within, blood bond?, symbolic knowledge, knowledge of letters, someone there, knocking in the ceiling as part of the spell, call Daniel so he knows it is just part of the spell, mette and friends invite me in second time around, bump into Casper/Sauer on the way in second time, they are leaving, I care little, go inside Mette's place and make sure I invite peeps from upstairs, I am offered food, not the cheese as it really taste like cheese and mette thinks that is bad, I try and explain it is ok and she should give it to me, pil says the sameand is eating some of the cheese.
(skip)
I am in the woods climbing trees, the primary part of them are badly mutilated, there is a narrative going and I am being educated about the trees, some trees change as you get closer to the crown, others have parasitic entanglements native to them (and as such grow quicker!). I have a small retractable knife with me and I am cutting in the trees, I don't have malicious intent and what I am doing doesn't seem wrong (this logic later baffle's me and I remember I find it strange that I had to use a grass sort as the perfect wood for a bow). The season is a bit off for learning I decided and exit the woods right out into the streets where Thure is waiting. He explains that I should try and get Pil to teach me Magic as I might get experience and progress I tell him “Hah, so I can become a level ½ wizard!?” in a jokey tone although I contemplate telling him about the surges of energy I have been feeling lately. I say “If it was a fight where anything goes I would probably beat him.”
“Well actually I don't know” I continue sincerely
Thure joins in “Well he is actually quite strong.”
“Yeah and I have lost quite a bit of my mojo since the last time I worked out”
I challenge him to a sprint and he agrees. I almost beat him, but something happens towards the end that make me slip up. Some random guy asks if we are to do it again, I say yes, but I don't really feel like inviting him in so I select a distance that is narrow enough that even 2 people would have issues in certain points of the course. There is a countdown from 3 led by me and we are off again, I am in front most of the time, but Thure beats me towards the end, I just can't seem to be going any faster. The random guy shouts out “Why yes of course” during the sprint and explains that Thure won due to his running economy and the fact that he maintained a vertical posture in the beginning whereas I was flat out sprinting leaned forward the entire time. I look at him intensely as he seems to know what he is talking about and say to Thure “Again!” we prepare for another sprint. I wake up.

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Being stuck on a tropical island as I had to go back to get my clothes.
My mum was there as well.
Told her I was going insane.
She told me it was because of grandma we were there as longs as we were.
A broken toilet, tried to fix it, disgusting!
Finding various pieces of old clothes I don't know where are now.

Skip or new dream

On Bornholm, somehow it is in a different climate branch than usual.
Driving on muddy biking paths, running too.
There are crocodiles on all sides of the paths.
Driving in a golf buggy, bikers in the way, they don't seem to understand that I am not quite driving a car.
I loose my shoe, which is really a fish and it gets eaten by a baby croc.
This means I have to run through mud and crocs bare footed.

Skip

I am in Africa, on a shore.
In a documentary where they are showing ancient hunting techniques and how they have discovered that they are different to what previously assumed.
They are hunting crocs, and preserving them making sure they don't over hunt.
At a point I have to run across the shore on difficult cave terrain and stamp the crocs out of their caves.
I am a bit scared.
I end up knocking loose a big shield shaped rock, this defines the old king as remainging the king although he was just challenged by his son.
He gives me a set of 3 ancient (or not that ancient) mugs as a thanks.

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Sisse is coming down the street on a bike.
She tells me about how her mum is cutting up materials and making shirts.
She would like to sell this in Thailand.
I tell her I can help.
Something about Facebook.

Last night I had a mix of dreams that when I woke up, didn't seem super worth remembering so I didn't push myself to recall all the details:

I was in a hotel being invaded by zombies. I remember going into a room with my ex girlfriend (who gave me a vibe that she was there with another man) to warn her. I remember going into the basement and it looked like my local shopping mall.

At one point, I became lucid. I was walking down one of the hotel halls and a guest or hotel worker was walking by. As she did, in the corner of my eye, I noticed she had a shadow. I thought: I bet I can turn her into a different person by pulling her through her own shadow. I grabbed her and pulled her through her shadow and she became someone else, but not anyone I recognized.

Another dream, there was a trail of ants entering my bedroom. It was massive. I looked closely and determined it to be made of ongoing, and oncoming traffic. I counted about five lanes moving in each direction.

Thought I would post a couple of things in an attempt to get lucid tonight, or at least have some really vivid dreams and great recall. Took some B6 again and drank some peppermint tea, so I'm excited to get to sleep!

It occurred to me about an hour ago that the dream I had last night that took place in some mansion, may have been a result of some of the art that I was looking at last night, which is exactly what I was hoping for. Here are a couple of the images....







I'm really loving George Grie's work, and am DYING to have a dream where I'm in this second scene. This piece just blows me away. I've made it my desktop at home, at work, it's part of my slideshow of art that I'm now looking at before bed....it's just amazing. So I'm happy to be able to connect something I dreamt about last night with these images. Hopefully something is sinking in.

I also wanted to make note of a really beautiful dream I had months/years ago...can't even remember when. I probably even wrote about it on this site when I dreamt it. Nothing specific happened in the dream, it was just the way it looked. I remember seeing beautiful scenery, mountains, lush,tall, green grass....and the colours were so brilliant...and the sun is my favourite part. The sun was shining down on this whole scene and it was just this phenomenal, golden, juicy brilliance scattered across everything I was seeing. It was the most calming and at the same time, uplifting thing I'd ever experienced in a dream. My dreams are usually dark, panicked, tense....but I remember being ecstatic when I woke up and thinking about the dream for soooo long after, days and days.....

so, sweet dreams to me...

I am approaching my neighbor's house with my friend Jessica. She is holding a platter of cookies and tells me we're going to deliver them to my neighbors. Two women open the door when we knock, and we are invited into their home. As we sit in silence eating our cookies, I see a roller coster outside the window. "What is that?" "Oh, that's Great America" answers one of the women. I had no idea Great America was so close to my neighborhood.
I go outside and approach the forest that separates me from the entrance to the theme park. The trail led parallel to the park, but I figured I would go a ways and see if it led to the gates. After a minute or so of walking, I notice that I am barefoot and I'm walking on a muddy path, and woodchips are scraping on the bottoms of my feet. This is very vivid and I can feel it clearly, but I'm not really lucid. There is a heavy fog, and eventually I turn back.

Some other stuff with a scary hobo and some rabid dogs happens, and it's quite frightening, but I end up pausing the dream with a remote control, so I guess I sort of know it's a dream. Then I wake up.

I had a FA. My ear was itchy, so I randomly got a q-tip and scratched my ear with it. When I took it out, the q-tip was covered with a layer of yellow waxy gunk. It ended there.

Had some other dreams, but I forgot them.

Ive had this dream, where i am sitting at the base of the stairs that spiral up and my house is pure white except the railing on the stairs which is a rusty gold. My parents have plans to go out for dinner and dont tell me, we seem extremely rich and my mother is in a beautiful red sparkeling dress with marilyn monroe hair and my father in a very handsome tux, they strange thing is, they have no faces. I am at the base of my stairs playing with some toys and my mother and father go to the door to leave, me being confused i see the door open and a man walks in, they say this is my babysitter, he (unfortunatley) has a face, he is extremely pale, fingers boney and hair bleached white and swooped to the side ( in a AFI lead singer style) and he is wearing a white tux, that is sometimes pure white or has tiny black stripes going down it(it goes in and out of this) he is very well groomed and matches the house perfectly the only 2 things standing out are his eyes and a strange book in his arms, his eyes are pitch black and when you look into them they have a deep blood red swirly ness to them (like the eyes in 30 days of night that the creatures have) and his book is carved with rune like carvings and is glowing red with a giant bookmark hanging out of it, the moment i saw him i was struck with fear so i ran over to my parents and begged them not to leave and as i did i noticed when i looked outside there was nothing but a black void. They kept saying "its ok, its ok" and then left. I went to go sit back down and continue playing with my blocks and little toy train when he walked over and sat down right beside me and asked this question "would you like to read a book?" but the strange thing was his voice sounded like it overlapped, like 2 voices in one. one sounded very sweet like an angels and the 2nd voice sounded like that of a demon, deep and disturbing (and the strange thing is at my age i was a very sheltered child i was only 7 i had never heard a voice like that before in my life). and i shook my head saying no and he kept insisting "come on come on just a lil peek" i kept saying no then he got very stern and said "read the book... NOW!" and he opened it up and i got a slight glimpse inside but it was nothing but pure death and agony so thats why i said no.. i got up and ran and ran and my house warped and twisted and like computer data broke apart into the black void. (you remember those old microsoft stand by screens when it would create a junglegym in different colors) well it had looked like that in the middle a giant junglegym and i ran towards it and in the middle there was a tiny workshop, where a fat man worked on something but it was very loud inside i could tell. i kept yelling PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME!! HES GOING TO GET ME!! and yet he kept shaking his head no no im sorry i cant i cant hear you i cant help you. so i kept running around and around until my legs slowed and no matter how hard i pushed i couldnt run anymore until he was right behind me and as he touched my shoulder with his deathly cold hands i woke up, shaking and crying and i was only 7 at the time ive had several other dreams like this where ive been chased, i always had nightmares as a child.

But heres the weird part.....

When i turned 9 i met someone by the name of Joshua, today he is my best friend and i would give my life for him we connect in so many ways..
Strangely enough he had the EXACT SAME DREAM except his was inverted and everything was black and his man was in a black cloak with pure white eyes, and instead Joshua actually looked into the book and was showed hell(that which when i spoke to him he had an extremely difficult time trying to express it because he started shaking and it was so difficult for him to talk about the agony and death he saw) so he ran as well and came into a white void, but with tiny twinkling red stars and he got caught and was shown the book again, but then something strange happened...

I came, but not as a child as he had seen me but as an adult, i was in a white cloak with long flowing hair a pair of glasses and he said i was beautiful and he described my body a lil same as now. he described me a little as i look now, but older.

i had pushed down upon his chest and woken him up, just as i was he was shaking terribley and was drenched in sweat.

He says i appear in his dreams often, i save him from many terrible things....
Funny thing is, this dream happened RIGHT AFTER he had moved away from me, and i lost contact with him, and then i didnt have glasses..my hair was short..i looked nothing as i do now, and i never hit puberty and he had never seen me after that. But when we saw each other again after 6 years.. he completely freaked out because it was like he was reliving his dream.

So how then.. could he have seen me and why do i always appear to him to save him.
I am 16 now, and ive always felt a strange sense within myself, especially when i dream and when im around anything paranormal.

I had also had a time when i was 8 when i had fallen asleep one night and woke up with amnesia, i didnt remember where i was or what day it was, the time, or anything before that, it was like my life was erased from my mind, i have a few memories as a baby and toddler but i have nothing else, i dont remember life before i was 8, only my dreams and a few memories..

Id like someones imput on my situation..

Sincerely, Mai.