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1. I'm washing dishes in the research station kitchen, when V comes in and says "I like your orange skirt!" I think she says "shirt," so I look down and see that I'm wearing my Star Wars band photo tee along with blue jeans. I respond that I'm confused, but she keeps repeating the phrase a couple of times until I realize that there's an orange ring around the bottom of my tee, presumably from a bad wash process.

2. A kindly and eccentric professor is taking my class outside to do some reading. We emerge into a wood that looks exactly like the backyard in my old house, except there is a huge cliff off to one side. Some people try to climb it and fall, but I ask him how to get to the plateau at the top. He shows me the easy rock stairs on the other side.

The first part may have been a separate dream, and is less interesting. There was a girl in the guy's locker room, which didn't look like a locker room. She refused to get changed, and just put on her good clothing over her gym clothes. Belatedly, I suggested that she get changed in the girl's locker room. As I was leaving, I, out of habit, turned the wrong way and almost walked into the girl's locker room. The girls were naked (there was no door). There was some guy putting a paper sign in front of my face, but I don't think that was related.

There was another part involving another girl, Twitter as some sort of 3d space thing, and broken bones, and some futuristic area.

Now the good part:

I was exploring the school building in a group (that actually happened IRL, so it makes sense. I worked with my computer teacher and some students, going around and doing things such as putting XP on the machines). We came across elevator doors, that looked like they divided the hallway (like a fire door, or those metal things that separate sections of a hall). We, except for one person, went in. Someone pressed a button, despite us telling them not to. The elevator doors (I don't remember if they closed or not), and we saw the elevator, instead of moving up or down, move around (in straight lines) in a weird way, taking us to outside the front of the building. We got out and entered the building, which was my elementary school (I don't think it was the elementary school before, not sure. The elevator was on the second floor the first time, iirc). Things looked normal, until we got some money and the bills looked strange. There was an unfamiliar face on one, and Lincoln's face took up the whole back of another. We surmised that this was an alternate universe. History in the universe was different, but the end result was mostly the same. We might have taken more trips, but I don't remember any details. When it was my turn to choose a destination, I panicked. I brushed my finger over the 1 button, but didn't push. We started moving. We moved past an office and into a library. We thought that this was a "starting animation" or something, but we were wrong. We ended up in the library. I felt that this was the root, and contained the other universes, but I was wrong. I asked if this was the "1" universe, and was told that I was wrong, and possibly was laughed at. The library contained shelves representing each universe, and later had books on each shelf, the subject matters of the book presumably relating to what the represented universe was like. There were 2-3 books on most of the shelves. There was a TV, which was off. There was something somewhere about TVs only in universes that supported them, which to me, heavily implied that there was one library per universe. Then, the librarians got panicky, there was blueness, and it was implied that this universe was going to end. But most people just left the library, and it was just that the library was closing. I left, the library was part of a building, and I went into a corridor with nice windows and a view of the outside, and sloped up at the exits of the corridor, and started typing on my phone.

As I was waking up, I thought that the dream was heavily inspired by a YouTube video featuring that library.. but I think that that's just a fiction. I think.

I did a few reality checks in the dream and still found it to be real for some reason.

I was in a shop where my "grandparents" worked. Some guy spit gum the the bubble gum ice cream on the other side of the store. I told them. Then, we all went inside the clothes rack in the middle of the store. It turned into a tent with some sort of small machine that had all the cords unplugged.

Then, we were eating with my "family". My mom and dad and grandparents and three sisters and this guy. (I've never seen these people before in real life or in dreams.) The guy had done something. (I think he was cheating on his girlfriend/wife.) There was poison in his water glass, but he brought his own glass to the meal. I went to get more water from the fridge. (It was behind my "dad". There was a few bottles of different brand name water but no water pitcher. The top shelf had a bunch of small glasses with ice water in them. They were the same glasses my school cafeteria has.) I took one and drank it. Then, the water turned into a bunch of random stuff.

I went outside to dump it in the grass. (I turned around from the table and was outside at my old house. There was a waist high hedge separating the yard from the one next door. It had a bunch of big holes in it. These penguins made a small one and two went through it with their hands handcuffed together. (They had human hands at the ends of their flippers. I have no idea why they made another hole instead of going through one of the other ones near them.)

I turned back and was inside again. My sisters and the guy that my mom was trying to poison were there. The table was gone, and they were all sitting around this box. It was a bored game. There were really tiny symbols every few spaces. the pieces were tiny, and the dice was about a third of the size of the pieces. (It was about the size of a pin head.) There was a screen behind the guy that magnified it so we could see it. I rolled the dice it bounced onto the board and stuck fast. My piece moved on it's own. I landed on a picture of a glove. The magnified image was really detailed even though it was as small as the dice. My sister had the piece in her hand while she rolled. She put her piece on the wrong space because she counted wrong. It fell over until she put it on the right one. It stuck fast. I asked what I'm supposed to do with the glove. I was told that I could make stuff with it in the game when I got more items. I was also told that I could trade them with other players if we made a deal.

This door appeared behind my sister that just moved. (The door and what was behind it was the only part of the dream where I could see walls and not just white smudges where they should be.) We were told we only had a few minutes to go behind the door and come back. We split up. There were a lot of hallways, and I kept walking past people who didn't seem to be able to see me. Then, I was woken up.

February 2, 2010

Synopsis: Dream Wheel dream. Exploring different 'territories'. Pool bringing lucidity. Epic storms! Strange green symbols of doom!

Foreign Territory
I was exploring different 'territories'. It was sort of like a touristy field trip for me to visit these different territories.

Now some tourists were using a map to guide them. I wasn't! I just ran around the place with no direction! The first territory that I explored was a giant suburbia. According to the tourist guide, it's the backyards that are a real point of interest. So I invaded every back yard I could. Well at least in this territory, it's perfectly legal to do so! From suburbia I can see two other territories, one is a forest and the other is a giant building. I enter the giant building. It's mostly just architecture. There isn't much in the building except for a tiny pool hiding in the corner.

I take a dip in the pool and swim around for a bit. The tourist family watches me in envy, they were obese and were too self conscious to take a dip.

Coming out of the pool I become lucid. I quickly fly out of the large windows of the building. Two massive storm systems in territories far and away catch my attention. One was just an overgrown rain cloud that covered the entire horizon. The other was a tornado system, with twisters going towards the sky instead of towards the ground.

There was also a rollercoaster, and being lucid I achieve an old goal of riding a rollercoaster in a dream.

I forgot about the dream wheel, and decided to visit the two other territories safely above their storms. But that's when my dream characters pointed my attention towards the ground. On the ground were three green glowing symbols. In my minds eye, it spontaneously meant two things. One was 'summoning'. That these glowing symbols had the power to summon/bring...something here. And/or at least a targeting system for something to land here! I didn't know what that something was! Which made the experience frightening, almost alien!

But I did feel there weren't enough green symbols yet.
(note: the dream wheel has five points for it's five members!)

Having completely forgotten the wheel, I imagined the next best thing. That these symbols meant the wrath (the storms) of God were coming here!!..........Well this was when I lost my lucidity completely. This whole place is going to blow! It's the end of the world!!

I told the rest of the dream character to run for it, the wrath of the storms were coming!! Panic ensues! We were too afraid to run in the streets, we imagined that this some how would leave us wide open to lightning strikes. Instead, we climbed from one backyard to the next, slowly making our way to the next safest territory. It was actually physically exhausting for me to climb those fences, and the ground had already turned to mud. The kind that just sucks up your feet. I imagined if worse comes worse, I could just transform into a cat and hide in a hole until the storm passes!! I woke up shortly after.

18.06.2010

8 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream tool place in a forest and there was a tall tower of wood that you could climb. The tower was like 30 m tall. There was a large amount of people gathered around the tower for some reason. One guy climbed the tower (for a reason I cant remember) and when he was halfways up I started to climb too. When I got up we were on different sides of the tower and all of a sudden he jumped.
Everybody started screaming and I were terrified because I felt that the tower was starting to fall over. The crowd gathered around the other mans (dead?) body while I was falling still hanging on to the top of the tower. The fall took an awful long time and when I landed I felt no pain at all but I could not move for some time and I was numb.
When I had been lying on the ground for a while a girl saw me and started yelling and everybody came towards me and started celebrating. My wife (Im 17, dont have a wife, girlfriend irl whatsoever) came to me and started kissing me and she was so happy.
The whole crowd started walking away from the forest and split up along the way. When we came out from the forest I saw my friends (irl friend) sister with some and her friends. I thought "she is so annoying" and then I took my hands and put them in a chokehold around her neck. I realised that I had a lucid dream and suddenly it felt like I was holding air and everything was slipping away and I woke up.

My first lucid moment ever! It felt so real. The funny thing is that I had not intended to have a lucid dream before I fell asleep. I think thats why I became excited when I realised that I became lucid and woke up
Peace!

I DID IT!! I finally was able to WILD from a fully awakened state!

I went to bed last night at about 11:30pm. Woke up (due to awesome dreams about being in love with this incredible girl) at 5:47am and decided to try a WBTB and WILD so I could visit that girl again. I stayed up for about 10 minutes, fully awake. I even splashed water on my face. But at the same time, I stayed away from things that would make falling back asleep a difficult thing to do (i.e. screens).

After that, I lay down on my back on the floor with a t-shirt wrapped around my eyes and ears to encompass myself in total blackness and silence. I was very alert at this point, and concentration was easy. I consciously relaxed everything, starting from my toes and moving up to my head, and then counted down from 10, telling myself that I would be very close to lucid dreaming by the time I hit 1.

It almost worked. I felt that beginning sensation of disconnection with the conscious mind, and knew I was close. But I still needed some help. So I visualized a hand reaching down out of the blackness and pulling at the center of my brain. That went far better than expected. Instantly, the hand drew back, but the difference was, now I was moving along with it! My eyes started to move rapidly; I was entering REM, the place of lucid dreaming. Unfortunately, my heart rate increased very dramatically at the shocking success of the visualization, and it was like I fell from the height the hand was holding me back into my real body, and my eyes stopped moving so fast.

I tried to just go back through everything again right there, but somehow I just couldn't. The hand wouldn't pull me back with it anymore, my eyes would never move very fast...I didn't even see HI anymore.

So then I got up (or at least I attempted to; one of my legs had lost its circulation, so it was like rubber and I couldn't stand on it, so I had to pull myself into bed with just one usable leg ) and tried the same thing in my bed. By now it was 6:30. Time was running out. I thought the change of location might be enough to get me in. But after a couple minutes of no luck with that, I just thought: "How often do I fall asleep on my back? Almost never!" And then I just got into the most comfortable position I could, re-relaxed (which was a bit more difficult to concentrate on this time, but I did it) and then watched the oncoming HI and waited.

In a very short time, things started to shake, I felt myself slipping away, and next thing I knew...

I was sitting up in bed. I didn't really need to RC; I knew where I was. But I didn't want to take any chances, so I did a check and found myself to be dreaming. I jumped down from bed and started going around the room slowly. I felt the walls, I looked out the window, I looked down and could see myself standing there...it was all incredibly realistic. I ran all over the house, then calling out for this girl, hoping to find her around a corner. But I never did.

BLACKNESS!

I was back in bed, wondering if I had woken up. Did a reality check, and tested to still be dreaming. This time I flew outside, doing a corkscrew simply to see if the dream world would continue to function realistically if I were upside down. To my amazement, it did. Once outside, and with my orientation corrected, I hovered in the air, looking around me. I laughed with pleasure when I saw how realistic everything was...there was even a road construction crew out in the distance, just like in real life. I was going to fly off to the girl's house, then, but...

BLACKNESS!

I was back in bed, and wanted to get back to work, so I did an RC as I threw myself over the edge of the bed and on to the floor. I remember thinking: "The people on DV are going to have a fit when I tell them my reality check was throwing myself on the floor to see if I fell through!" I did fall through, however, and attempted to teleport as my body passed through.

Where I ended up was not at all what I had intended. It was some kind of restaurant with old-looking wooden rooms. Many of my friends were there, and even some family members. One of them was asking me to go fill up three drinks. For some reason, this temporarily caused me to lose lucidity. I tried to get the drinks for them, but the soda fountain was made from obsolete equipment, the cups were difficult to find, and the method of payment was so strange I never did figure it out. It was something like this: you'd put a couple coins into a slot on the desk, and then there was this tube with rings around it. You'd slide all the tubes to the right to correspond with how much money you paid, even though it wasn't sufficient to cover the cost of the drinks. Everyone around me said that was all I had to do; they never compensated for the extra cost. I got annoyed with them for not understanding my point that it was a bad system, and for their annoyance with me for not being able to figure it out.

BLACKNESS!

Back in bed, lucid once again. Threw myself on the ground as a reality check. This time I ended up teleporting to some farm where two pirates were standing in front of me. They were threatening in graphic terms to tear me apart and kill me. I just smiled at them the whole time, and then used descriptive commands to transform them into girls about my age. "Shorter. Skinnier. A bit younger." With each command, they would automatically be transformed. (This is, by the way, a method of dream control I've used ever since I was 4, when I had my first lucid dream) It took a couple minutes to get them both looking right, but the results looked like they'd be good.

BLACKNESS!

Now I was getting a bit ticked off at my frequent blackouts and false awakenings. I did one solid reality check and then tried once again to stop all the nonsense and find the girl I'd come into the dream to find. I looked all over the house, tried to call her on a phone, but I just couldn't get her to show up anywhere! So again, I tried teleporting.

This time was very different, though. Rather than be presented with a new, weird location, all I saw in front of me was a panel of buttons. There was one for each location I'd been so far. I pushed the button for the farm and was dropped there immediately. The pirates were still girls, now also in normal clothes instead of the pirate stuff they had had before. And for some reason, one of them had aged about ten years, while the other remained exactly the same. I invited them to come to the restaurant with me. I'm not sure why, but I just had this feeling that they'd help me find this girl that I was looking for.

"No thanks." The younger one said. "I kind of like it here. So peaceful and quiet. Especially at the lake! I think I'll go there right now. See you later!"

The older one was fine with coming, though. "Good enough," I thought. I put a hand on her back and prepared to teleport...

BLACKNESS!

There was the restaurant...we were there.

BLACKNESS!

There was a static image of several dream characters.

BLACKNESS!

I was in bed, I did a reality check. I could still breath through my nose, but it was partially blocked now.

BLACKNESS!

Then I sat up in bed for real. It was 7:30am now...I'd been in a dream for nearly an hour.

The blackouts sure were annoying, but I'm really glad I've found a way that I can WILD from being fully awake! This could even work in the afternoons...which would be really awesome indeed! Then I'd have a couple chances for LDs every day!

I'd say WILD has now become my focus once again. Wish me luck! I'll keep you guys posted on what happens

[Dream in blue.]
[Lucid in red.]
[Nightmare in pink.]
[Non-dream in normal.]

Dream #1: Bodyswap.

I don’t remember much, because it was my first dream of the night and I had a fraught morning, but, what I do remember, is that Jen (who lives 300~ miles away) and I bodyswapped. I’m not sure why, exactly, though, because we bodyswapped into dolls, but continued to be human-like.

I do, however, remember this:

I’m on MSN with her, with a bodyswap device in my hand, ready to swap back into my body (which she’s sporting) and give her hers back (which I’m sporting). I tell her I’m just setting it up to go and she asks why. I say because we were meant to be sleeping together tonight and I was hoping to have sex with her [but even if she’s down there in my body, and I’m up here in hers... it doesn’t really count.]

She says she’s happy in my body for the night and we should swap back and my parents should come fetch her tomorrow. I say but I really wanted to sleep with her and I say I’m going to do it. So I turn to my dad and I say that I’m going to swap back now and he needs to go fetch me in a minute. He says I can’t do that tonight and to stick with the body I’ve got.

I’m about to start having a go at him , when I wake up.




Dream #2: Alton Towers

I’m at Alton Towers for some really strange reason. I think I’m there with college. And then, because I’m not enjoying myself anymore, I get on the coach to go home, even though it about five hours too early. The coach driver says he’ll go around in circles because he can’t stay at Alton Towers. I say okay.

Next thing I know, Luke’s on the coach with me, on the seat next to me. The ventilation is open overhead and there’s a nice breeze coming in. I ask what he’s doing here and he says he was bored. I say okay. He asks where the coach is going and I tell him it’s going round in circles. He says he wants to go back to Alton Towers and I say I don’t know whether it’ll go back there, but it doesn’t matter, because we live next door to each other [we do] and if the coach takes us home, he’ll get home too.

I get a response much like, “Fair dues.” and we carry on sitting next to each other in comfortable silence. Then I wake up.




Dream #3: Spaceship.

This was the best dream I’ve had in a while.

I’m on a spaceship, with a pregnant Amy Pond [from Doctor Who] and two other men [who we’ll call Man #1 and Man #2 to avoid utter confusion on my part]. I’m in the ventilation shafts [like Jeffrey’s Tubes from Star Trek], which are shining blue and are a little bit too small.

The floor is gridded, but it doesn’t hurt to be sat on or crawl across and it’s pretty light, so I can see where I am.

I’m on a pillow, so I think I’ve been sleeping here, and Amy is near me. We talk about something, but I’m not sure what, and I notice there’s a book or two nearby, but I don’t take note of the titles. I’ve been there a while, but I’m not sure why. I’m part of the crew, though.

I crawl through the tunnels until I reach the main area, where I find out from Man #1 that the transport pod, used to navigate through the tunnels, has been ejected, leaving us with a gaping hole with no air.

I decide to test this, so I grab a remote, crawl through the tunnels and emerge into an enormous glass area. I can see space through the glass, but I can’t see how high the glass is. I point the remote upwards and press the button, knowing I’m going to die if it goes wrong.

This object illuminates high up; it’s shaped like a bauble but made of golden lights. I grin and shout to the others that it’s safe to come out.



They shout at me, because I was an idiot. I shrug because I don’t care.

Next thing I know, I’m at the top of this pillar thing in the middle of the gigantic room, about 60ft or so in the air. It’s tall and thin, branching out four ways at the top and I’m sat on one of the four, straddling it and pulling plastic covers off the main spike in front of me, revealing information inside. I find out that the captain (deceased) didn’t like books, excluding about five. Because of his fondness for these five books, he allowed them on board. They were listed, and I thought they were boring.

The next plastic cover reveals, in the captain’s voice, that he had taken the bauble pod thing to get away. I don’t know why.

Suddenly, the spoke I’m sat on gives way and I start to fall, but I grab on to the main bit and shout for help. Man #2 reaches out and helps me clamber onto the second spoke. Man #1, far below, is flicking through some manuals and commenting on them. He’s boring me, so I start looking through the plastic things again, while Man #1 talks to me. I don’t remember the conversation.

After I’ve been through the second plastic things, that spoke gives way, but I manage to clutch on to the top of the colemn and stop myself from falling, but my legs are dangling and I start screaming for help, but the two men ignore me.

I reckon they would have caught me eventually, but I’ll never know because I woke up.



All in all, I missed a bunch of dream signs; bodyswapping, Alton Towers, spaceships, Jen, Amy Pond, Doctor Who, Star Trek, claustrophobia... But oh whatever. I'll do better next time. Although that spaceship dream would have been EPIC lucid.

All day yesterday I felt sort of drained. Even when I was doing active things, such as Karate, I felt like it was a struggle to keep my eyes open. Not sure what that was all about, but it made recall throughout the night a bit difficult.

1- Fading to Nothingness
The first part of the dream is indecipherable. Something to do with... karate, maybe. The vague feeling of failure. A convenience store? Or some place with a lot of shelves...

Later, I am lucid, but everything has gone weird. I am watching the dream from above; it looks more like a map than a scene. There is a circle of colored squares; each square represents a dreamer. The big blue square beside me is WakingNomad. He is giving us all instructions of some kind, possibly about shared dreaming. ((If I hadn't had my sun sound mp3 playing in my ears, I wouldn't have even realized that I had woken up a few seconds after this.))

2- The WTF Ghost Race
In school, but class is a video game. Our eventual goal is to dispel some nasty ghost pirates, but first we have to do a lot of random tasks. There is a map in the top right corner of my vision that has our goal markers on it. First, we are in a hallway that forks off into three other hallways. They all loop back around to the central one. Our goal is to run through these hallways in the right order for quite a good number of times. If we get the order screwed up, we have to start over. Our instructor tells us that the pattern is center, left, right. We run around for ages until we have achieved our first goal.

Next we have to meet up at the pirate king's gravestone. I am no longer paying much attention, because I have a major problem. For some reason, I accidentally brought a pocket knife with me, and I am worried that the teachers will find it and I'll get expelled.

3- Poor Undead Kitty
We are riding our bikes along the interstate, of all places. I am going faster than some of the cars, which surprises me. Am I really going 60 miles per hour on my bicycle? I abruptly lose balance and topple over, sprawling out face first in the emergency lane. Uninjured, I leap to my feet and move my bike from the middle of the road. Wow, I'm glad that didn't kill me.

My dad and brother have stopped to make sure I am okay. Hey, look! A cat! I walk over to the edge of the woods where a pitiful looking cat is standing, mewing helplessly. I notice that she is missing all her fur... Her skin is pink and purple like the Cheshire cat. "Aww, we can't just leave her here! Let's take her home with us!"

My dad looks at me skeptically. "I'm not taking care of any cat."

"You don't have to! I know Chris can't turn down a stray, so we'll be able to keep it."

My brother picks it up. It now has white, fluffy fur, but I don't notice the difference. We start walking home ((what happened to our bikes?)) when suddenly Steven freaks out. "Uh... we have a problem." Concerned, I go over to him to see what he's talking about. He holds the cat up, showing me it's underside.

Holy crap! The cat has a huge slash going all the way from it's chest to it's belly... AND IT HAS NO ORGANS! It's completely hollow! "How can she still be alive!?"

4- Hospitality and Time Warps
I am not myself; I am a guy who is aspiring to be a magician. Something terrible happens, and I end up staying with a kind old woman and her husband until I can fix what ever went wrong.

I think I just end up making it worse. I get stuck in some kind of time warp, and now I am apparently a famous hero. People who were supposed to be my companions now have no clue who I am, and they seem to worship me from a distance. A man named Fable, who I had gone to magic school with and who had beaten me numerous times is now a member of some sort of gang. He tells me that he's always admired my strength and wishes that he could become like me.

Finally got over my dry-spell.

So wheels WERE used.

Rating : ★★★★☆ (back to normal 5-star ratings. )

Date : 10th of June, 2010


I had this lucid dream after a bit of MILD and WBTB combined. I threw in a little FILD, too. Worked great.
This dream occurred after I had slipped into sleep. My WILD failed, but I got lucid nevertheless.

I was an archeologist. I was researching the Tomb of Tutankhamen. They said that whoever touched a certain stone on the grave died instantly. As this was a life threatening situation, we officials were sent by the FBI to research it for it's potential killing power, so that it could be used in weaponry. We arrived, with big, hunky men patrolling ahead of us as bodyguards. There were a few people with me. I remember seeing my friends dad, but the rest were all unfamiliar.
We walked towards the pyramid. Though it was bare desert all around us, it was extremely cold. We were all wearing fur coats. Something about earth's reversing polarity.
We went inside the pyramid. A group of paparazzi were following us, along with irritating media reporters. I think, "Damn paparazzi. Why are they spoiling my dream? Oh well." And I wave my hand. They disappear into nothingness. I did NOT become lucid. It's just that I have become so much used to LDing that this stuff happens.
I continued my way inside. A foul stench greeted me, something like badly maintained public toilets. I went along a dark passageway that was lit by only flaming torches. I went inside a a stone door. There it was. THE tomb.
The smell was unbelievable. It reeked of death and decay. It was toxic. No shit! We had forgotten oxygen masks! I go outside to get them, but now, I was actually in that period of time. I could see a dozen more pyramids and sculptures. There were people bustling here and there, all wearing nothing but a short cloth around their loins, and the women were wearing those.......things....you see in movies. White, old fashioned gowns with red necklaces.
It was a little weird, but I justified it as movie props. I asked a DC, "Excuse me, but, have you seen my car?"
"Sure. It's round the corner from here." "Thanks."
I went to his directed path. When I arrived, there were just an ice cream stand. Good. I was feeling hot from the running anyways. I ordered an ice cream. The attendant there told me that there was no electricity here in this past world, and that I would need to "contact the authorities". Bummer. :/
I saw a bunch of people walking by. They were talking excitedly, in a language I could not comprehend. Now I began to doubt reality. No way this could be real!
I became lucid. I did an RC, just to be sure. I was dreaming! Awesome! I calmed down. It's good to have a lucid dream after a dry spell, but I can't end it soon. I watched around a bit. There were many pyramids, but most were of sphinxes and Pharaohs. I saw a DC wearing a suit and went up to him.
"Excuse me, but where are the construction grounds?"
"93 Berthingale Street."
"Okay, thanks."
God, my DCs suck at directions. :/
I ripped open the fabric of time and space, creating a portal. It was my first time actually creating one. I jumped inside it, expecting myself to be at the place where pyramids were being built.
I succeeded. I was in a large, open area. There were many pyramids under constructions, and there were numerous slaves going at it. The typical thing you see in movies, you know. There were some leaders that were cracking whips at the slaves, forcing them to do the work. I saw a cart pulling up gold statues pass by me. Wait. I thought Egyptians didn't have the wheel? I ask the DC that, and she replies, "Well, that's the big deception. We use the wheel, but don't tell anyone about it. Insolent little brats."
And she walks away. I laughed to myself, and started to grow wings to fly. I was in the middle of the transformation, when I woke up because of falling from the bed.

Short lucid, but it's not my fault. -_-

I dreamed dreamt that I was with TW in Sweden (!) It was really weird/cool actually. I got there and there was this escalator thingy I had to go through. Damn and then I wrote - "eurgh I cbf typing it all out"

Another dream I had last night, I had this bag of mushrooms and I was delivering them to some place or person. I took one out and ate one, and was like "shit this is a magic mushroom", even though nothing actually really happened, I just suddenly knew that they were magic mushrooms xD Then because I was carrying them, I was afraid of getting caught and ran away or something. It was like an adventure actually, it was fun.

BUT I WANT TO LUCID DREAM >: (

xD

Weird fragments of dream, although I woke up during it due to a power cut...

A crime had been committed in my grandparents' house. Sherlock Holmes was investigating.
There was a weird happening every night in the conservatory. Everyone would sit in the dark, and everyone would feel like someone slapped them across the face, but when the light was turned on there was nothing.
In fact the guilty party was a dwarf. His weapon was a box which released a killer insect when you pressed the bottom in a special manner.

I apologize. This one actually happened a few days ago. I remembered it clearly when I woke up, told my friends about it, and then forgot about it until just now. Copypasted from my dream journal on my computer.

Date unknown
There is a lot before now, but I can’t remember it.
Now: I’m driving on the highway. Speeding. Taking care of two little children, about 8-10 years old. They’re clinging to the top of the SUV (Don’t ask me why). Somebody is shooting missiles or something at us. It’s like a stupid action movie.
I open the sunroof and scream for the kids to get in. One of them does. I ask where the other is. “Oh, he fell off about an hour ago.” I freak out and stop the car. I get out and the boy is clinging to the side of the SUV, naked, freezing, and crying. I pull him off and look for a towel.
We’re on a bridge. I probably forgot to mention that. There is an oil pipe perpendicular to the bridge, and a dangerous looking access stairway on it. The boy scurries down and I chase after him. As I get lower and lower down the stairway, the steps get more and more narrow and I wonder how we haven’t fallen off. When I reach the bottom, It’s a mix between a Spanish mesa village and something out of Killzone 2 (Minus the gas mask space Nazis). I start chasing the kid around. At some point during this ordeal, the kid suddenly is no longer 8-10, but now 5-6, and the environment brightens and changes until it’s more like a regular mall. I run into a bookstore, constantly screaming the kid’s name. I run past Rebekah and some guy she’s with (probably her boyfriend, but for some reason it’s not Steve). I wonder about this for a split second, then continue looking for the kid.
I never find him. After that point, it’s all fragments. Little flashes of thoughts, or tiny observations of the layout of the mall, etc. Last I remember is standing in the middle of a parking lot outside, very depressed, not being able to find the kid.

January 31, 2010

Synopsis: Psycho with gun, turning into a fairy, Spanish school, lucid, trying to dream-share with Captain Sleepalot. Pre Dreamwheel dream. (wheelers, I forgot to share this one )

Night Time Note: I think it's pretty clear now that all of my lucid dreaming happens only in those two hours before waking. I probably woke up around 6am remembering nothing. I told myself to have a lucid dream, but my mind went completely random. I woke up again around 7:30, and I tried again. I told myself to have a lucid dream, and this time I had a much more stable dream. I don't remember the first half much.

Captain Aint in the House
We have all gathered in someones backyard. It was supposed to be a pleasant afternoon. When someone from the group turns out to be a psycho, pulls out a gun and threatens to kill a woman. The woman is frightened and takes a step back.

Then a man yells "Put the gun down!". So the psycho shoots him instead. Everyone shouts as he falls to the floor with his chest pooling blood. Another, much larger man approaches the psycho. The psycho holds the gun directly to his head. For some strange reason he doesn't shoot. Even though the larger man was yelling angrily, be aggressive and hostile. Was the psycho actually frightened even though he has a gun? The larger man grabs the psychos hand and apprehends the gun.

Later on we are inside. Everyone is whispering and acting as if the psycho is controlling us. So I'm supposed to wait here and die? I grab this weird item on the table which represented the psycho. Voodoo?? Me and my sister run out of the place. I tell the item in my hand "We just want to go home!". I toss it into a swampy run off, and me and my sister kept running. We can have a head start at least.

My sister who was running ahead of me suddenly disappears. I figured, she woke up. I started to fly instead. I flew over a gate and an area of town that was seriously ghetto, and everyone here was Mexican. Where am I? I didn't trust these men, so I quickly fly past them. I fly past a busy street crowd of giants. Or, I'm just the size of a fairy. I think I even remember people saying "hada". I guess I really am in Mexico because I enter a spanish speaking school. Maybe even a catholic one. Because that is one seriously strict teacher. She wouldn't start the class until everyone was seated where they were supposed to be.

Well uh, there's one extra student, me. I try to hide behind the other students so the teacher doesn't notice that I am of a peculiar size. Plus other students thought that since I was hiding in the back, they can too. I'm starting to get annoyed. I grow larger and larger and larger. Now I'm bigger than a regular person. I fly past the classroom, past the teacher, and merge out of the door. I continue flying around in the campus for a bit, with no destination what so ever. And every time I came to a door I simply flew right through it.

Wait a minute. As I come flying towards a sunny door I realize I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming! Yes I'm finally lucid! Outside was a gorgeous courtyard in the school. I perch on an old and thick tree. Looking at the sky I holler "I now bring awareness and clarity to my dream!". Satisfied, I look at the patchy ground. I want to see my dream wheel. Since my dream did not provide it for me, I jump down and start doodling in the dirt.

I couldn't remember how to draw the start, but I at least remembered all the points. So that my mind isn't boggled with too many letters, and we all know how terrible that can go in dreams, I represented each person with only the first letter of their name. I clearly remembered that I was supposed to go visit Captain Sleepalot. Which is great for me, I have such terrible dream memory. I've attracted a crowd of students whose faces were disgusted at my hethen symbol. "Piss off!"

I stand up, again looking at the sky I focus on Captain Sleepalot. "I now enter Captain Sleepalot's dream". I close my dream eyes and I can feel myself shifting. That thick watery feeling. When I open my eyes I am some where new, but it's not exactly what I expected. It's a very dark dark dark room. My eyes have trouble adjusting. I think I'm on top of boxes. There are people sleeping in this room. I ask them where is Captain Sleepalot. And they answer "He's not here. He's offline.". What's that supposed to mean? He's awake?

My lucidity fades away and my dream descends into nonsense. I'm in a locker room that all of the Wheelers share. Larther was off in his own world humming as he organized his locker. Portalboat walked in, said hello, and left. Nemo was no where. And finally Captain Sleepalot walks in. Again, I'm not lucid so I think I'm awake. So I tell the Captain my strange dream. And as he fiddles with his locker he explains "Yeah, I was awake". Then I wake up for real.

Random Highway Dream
I have one other dream for the morning. I'm driving on the highway, when all of the traffic stops. What's wrong? Then I see a man continue walking on the hallway, with all of the traffic behind him (at this time, we are all carless). That's when I noticed why the traffic stop! The highway bridge was separating itself! It could collapse any moment! So I yell at the man "Stop walking! The bridge is collapsing!". He seems shocked that he didn't notice, and thanks me for saving his life.

We all turn back. On my way back theres a table resting spot. Though it's right on the highway bridge. It overlooks the beautiful ocean, and it's complete with it's own red umbrella. I put my stuff down to have a seat. The wind is so strong here! If it wasn't for the chair my stuff would have blown away already. A man informs me I have no underwear on, or pants. So I wrap myself with my wind blown blanket, and take a seat. We are served the tiniest cups of soda. More like shots. Even the dressing was served in these tiny cups. The funnest thing in this dream was the realistic powerful wind. I woke up shortly after.

January 28, 2010

Synopsis: I dreamed of a magical landscape I couldn't reach. Then I had a realistic dream of work that fooled me.

Night Time Note: I went to sleep at least an hour earlier than usual. I made the intention to enter Captain Sleepalots dream. I focused on the image of the dream wheel. But for what? My neighbors and sis wouldn't let me sleep. And even though I implanted in my head dream wheel before sleeping, it was miserable hours later before I actually could fall asleep. Maybe some where after 4am.

Adventure I Can't Reach
My first dream of the night was pleasant and weird. I was in a sun lit house, a beautiful old mansion. The kind of dream house where just right outside my door was an adventurous land. But I was struggling to be a part of this adventurous land. I remember flying around for a bit. But I always had to return home. Not to mention I really needed to use the restroom. Which was true in real life. I had a false awakening where I double check that I didn't use the bed, and then I wake up for real - nice and dry.

I had a dream again with some guys, but I can't remember who or what is taking place. It doesn't feel like much happened. Maybe we just spoke.

Realistic Work Dream
My morning dream was yet again another work dream. This time it was all too real. Real enough to fool me. Sure it got to the point where I wondered if this could be a dream. But I never did a reality check to prove it to myself, instead I took it for reality. Which really sucked to think that this could all be real!

It was sunday, it was almost 5pm. We were crowded with costumers, some didn't even know what they wanted, others had lists. When the time got close, I locked the door, thought technically it was only about 4:58 pm. What ever. I probably turned the lights on and off at least two times to grab everyone's attention that, yes, we are closing. It felt so real though. Maybe some of the imagery was mixed with this last sunday, which was in real life very busy around this time?

We finally kick everyone out after what feels like a stressful ordeal. And I wake up shortly after. It takes me a while to recall the dream that I almost took for reality.

January 24, 2010

Synopsis: First dream, strange circular mansion with dark entity. Second dream, we are thieves being chased in the old country by officials. Dream Characters can fly like me!

A Familiar Mansion
The first dream that I can remember involved me and my entire family moving into a giant mansion. This house had at least four floors, and each floor was something different. Of course, on the lower floor you had the living room(s) and the oddly tiny kitchen for such a large home. My sisters were hanging out most of the time in the living room watching TV. There were all sorts of odds and ends furniture spots in this home, like mirco-living rooms and studies here and there. And I think the staircase was actually the center of the home, making the home kind of circular.

But this place was huge! Me and my sisters take a quick tour together. The third level was reserved for the bedrooms. There wasn't any real definition between one bedroom or the next. And this place was starting to look fun. Well, that was until my sisters went back downstairs. I continued to investigate by myself. I get that same old weird creepy feeling. This place is haunted! It doesn't help that all the furniture create shadows and shadows everywhere. Or that once the lights were off for an entire level, you have to walk in a huge circle of darkness to find some switch.

I needed to use the restroom, so I tried the restroom in the bedroom level. But it was just too creepy. The bathroom has two entrances, and the second entrance led to a seriously dark room. Is there a figure in that room? I sensed there was. Forget this!

I head back downstairs, but now I can't find a restroom. The kitchen had some type of urinal, and that was awkward for a lady to use. I woke up shortly after.

Adventure in Old Country
My second dream was kind of fun, or vivid, but not lucid. Typical government official men are after me again, and my friends. My friends fly up ahead, flying up and above train tracks. There's a bag in their hands. I guess were thieves! The officials chase down my friends, who are open targets flying way up there. I instead slink into a man made river, run softly underneath the bridge, and I sly beneath the elevated train tracks, keeping a steady pace with my targeted friends.

I was a lot safer down here. The elevated tracks created deep shadows. And I'd run from one shadow to the next. But I'm still an easy target for the law men. Surrounding the tracks were giant stone walls. Eventually, if I want out of this ditch, I'd have to fly!

I fly up to meet my friends and together we fly off into unknown country. Were not out of the woods yet. While the rest of the officials can't keep up with us, there's one old general hot on our trail. What a pest! I tried to find a nice forest for us to hide in. But the countryside here were mostly open fields and sparse groupings of tree. Nothing sufficient enough for us to hide in. But we did find a country cottage home.

We sneak into the home. It's seriously old fashioned complete with slave quarters. Some of my friends get easily distracted by the country delights, and start openly exploring the home. I don't know what everyone is up to or where they are now! They just seem scattered about, which was really annoying because it's obvious were invaders in this home.

I stayed hiding in a ladies dressing room. When a tall man knocks on my door. And I say in a sheepish voice "yes, can I help you?" I realize this is a slaves dressing room. And the man asks me to clean up such and such mess. But he also thought I was a child, because of my tiny voice. When I looked puzzled and confused, he gave me a demonstration of what I was to do. "Okay!" The man leaves, completely ignorant that I'm just a thief!

I immediately try to find my friends, when the old general comes marching down the hallway! I duck behind some dusty furniture. What's he doing here? Then I notice he's not the only official here. Wait a minute! Ah, were such idiots. This isn't a country home, this is some old fashioned city office. The place is crawling with officials. I manage to find one friend, grab him by the arm and force him out of the home. The others, well, I'll try to find them later.

We fly into the open field, until were such a far distance, the government house is just a little blur. We were safe out here, underneath the shade of this old tree. I remember some random animal people as well, who were our friends. It seemed almost an entire day passes before I finally decide to go back to find the rest of my friends.

This time, the government isn't a cute little cottage. No. It's swollen into a giant corporate office. It had giant concrete walls, of massive proportions. Many of which jut out of the building as if to say how powerful the men in this building are. Me and my friend hide at the base of one of these thick walls. We can see the guards just up ahead. Thankfully they can't see us. Getting back inside was tricky, its like a video game, waiting for the guards to turn away.

Inside there were no lights on. The building instead utilized it's massive windows and the flooding of the sunlight. I did easily meet up with all of my friends, who were all fine. But were in a real pickle. There's so many officials crawling here, the only real way out was out the massive window. But it led to a courtyard. And the ugly general (who looks like the sith lord now) was holding some sort of meeting outside. Damn, this is going to be tricky. Lucky for us, Dumbledore, was an official on our side. He saw us peering out through the window and kept the rest of the officials distracted with one of his long winded speeches.

We all jump softly out the window, and sly ever so quietly across the stony courtyard. We reach the next door just in time. The general heard something, and looks where we just were moments ago. But damn! Talk about not having a plan. Why did we sneak in this direction? This door just leads to another part of the building. We had to find our way up to the third floor again. This time were just gonna make a fly for it. We fly across the courtyard and just keep flying! The general of course sees us and hes hot on our trail again!

Were much faster fliers than he can, I dunno, then he is on horseback? But where should we go? We fly over a city, over the fields, we even flew through the train tracks, over a river. But I still couldn't find anywhere that felt safe enough for us to hide in. And I wake up shortly after.