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I was trying to find something or do something. I think it was something along the lines of trying to get to a party, or get something for a party.

I ended up running through a very video game-like set of obstacles. I jumped down this giant hole in the ground. I worried I would get hurt, but I just felt this sort of jolt when I hit the side of it and slid down the rest of the way. I remember running through to some random rooms and whatnot and grabbing some food for the party. It ended after that.

So in the dream i was with the girl i liked and we were going places and having fun and laughing. -Dream End-

-Real Life Begin- So today I, out of no where asked the girl i like out and she said YES! so was that a vision of me and my girlfriend eventually being together?

Health Care Lesson From Tupac



I stood in a crowded bar, watching people, but without any type of drink. The energy was high and the dream characters seemed to be having a good time. The energy shifted drastically when Tupac Shakur arrived at the scene. All of a sudden Tupac pulled out two hand-held pistols and shot the place up. Now, I don't know if Tupac was there specifically to shoot me or to settle the score with someone else, nonetheless I had been caught in the crossfire. 7 bullets lodged into my body, as I felt the pressure twist me around. I felt each bullet inside of me. One in my chest just below the clavicle, one in my right bicep, two in the groin area of my inner thighs, one in my left leg in the quad, and a bullet went through each of my calves. I fell against the bar, and panic erupted in the bar.

I stumbled out of the bar, intent on living. I wasn't in pain as-so-much as shock. I wasn't afraid that I would just drop dead, I was mostly afraid that Tupac would exit the bar and finish the job. Bleeding, my only intent was to make my way to the nearest hospital as quickly as possible. Luckily, the hospital was only a dream block away. So I shuffled my way to the hospital, feeling every bullet in me as I walked.

I quickly arrived upon the hospital and shuffled into the ER lobby. I had bled profusely everywhere I went, but the receptionist didn't even seem to notice. She simply shoved a clipboard towards me and told me to have a seat and fill out some paperwork. I remember saying, incredulously, "Seriously!?" before accepting this and sitting down. I was uncomfortable because I was bleeding on the chair, the table next to me, the clipboard and the floor, and I didn't want to bleed on the other people in in the lobby.

So I stepped backoutside and leaned against the wall next to the automatic sliding doors of the hospital. I tried my best to fill out the paperwork, but I couldn't concentrate, I had lost too much blood and energy. That's when I grew dizzy from blood-loss and threw up on the exterior of the hospital's walls, before I woke up.

There is a big army standing in file in front of me awaiting my orders. They have spears and those helmets that go down to the nose, but I don't think they wore much or appropriate armor. I get the feeling I had ordered them already in a previous dream. They aren't very orderly or respectful; instead they joke around a lot. At some point I am also in a big, dim mansion, searching for something... like in the game Luigi's Mansion where you must find Mario. I don't think there were any ghosts though.

I unintentionally woke up a few other times during the night but I couldn't remember anything.

First ever lucid c:

I woke up in a false awakening, walked into my living room and lifted up my hand. I counted six fingers and became lucid. I got pretty excited (and I'm surprised I didn't wake up) I tried to summon wings because I thought flying would be hard, but it summoned a weird bird with a light blue head and a brown body. I killed it and it disappeared. Instead I took a deep breath and started flying and it was a success. Then I tried out telekinesis, but failed. So then I tried summoning George Lopez to no success. I said "Damn, whenever I try to summon George Lopez, nothing happens." My dad then said "Wiggle your toe." I tried this and summoned George Lopez. He came knocking at the front door. Then I was going to go out and explore, but I was quickly trampled by people coming out of limos. (it's like my subconscious doesn't want me to go outside for some reason, any time I tried to I was trampled by more and more people coming out of limos.) So then, noticing I wouldn't be getting out any time soon, I decided to see if anything changed in my house in my dreams. When i went into my sister's room I saw Peach, Daisy, and Mario having a threesome, so I just ran out and cringed at the thought of that. I grabbed my friend Gabe out of the storm of all the people and with him, tried to teleport to the roof of the house. Instead we teleported into a helicopter with exploding loaded guns. I, naturally, threw those guns down on whatever unlucky guy's house they would hit. Then all the non-exploded guns exploded and the loud sound woke me up.

It's a shame I woke because it was so funnnn! I wish I could have explored more and noticed I could do anything in it, but I guess I didn't. >_>

My mom and I were walking up a culdisac in a neighborhood that looked like it is in the middle of being developed. Only some houses were there with fresh dirt where the lawns would be. It was a cool morning with some fog. I was about 13 at the time. As we walked I looked to my right and noticed a little girl walking happily down the opposite end of the culdisac. My heart started pounding as I looked behind her to see a wolf following just a few feet back, totally focussed on her. She seemed completely clueless of his existence as she walked on. I felt afraid for her safety so I called the wolf to divert his attention. The girl didn't seem to hear me but the wolf turned and looked right at me. Instantly he starts walking towards me, cutting across the road. For some reason I began to walk towards him though I was scared beyond words. I started to seriously wonder what I had just gotten myself into. As I made my way toward the middle of the road my mother kept walking as if she hadn't even noticed my absence. As the wolf drew close I saw into his piercing yellow eyes and felt completely vulnerable. I couldn't take my eyes off of his and once we were no more than 2 feet apart I knelt down and faced him completely (still scared out of my mind). We looked into each others eyes until the dream ended.

I only had this dream one time and I don't think I've dreamed about wolves ever since. The weird part is that I didn't know what color a wolf's eyes were until sometime after I had this dream. I was telling the story to a friend and when I mentioned the eyes he was like "yeah...wolves eyes are supposed to be yellow..." At first I was slightly disappointed because I expected it to be some kind of freak wolf with crazy eyes. Now it seems even more "freaky" that I saw the color before knowing it. Although, from what I have heard wolves make a habit of those kinds of appearances in dreams.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I seem to be more motivated to record my dreams when I'm in school. Holidays and weekends, less so.

Last night, I dreamed that I was on a balcony, overlooking some sort of Caribbean-style ocean, and the time appeared to be twilight. The ocean water was mint green and blue, getting darker as it radiated out towards the horizon. I knew the balcony was right where the ocean water hit the beach; if I were to look down, I would see the sand.

There was a square night table, probably only a foot high at most, which was made out of light wood, like oak. It wasn't polished and the edges were still sharp as if it hadn't been sanded down. It was basically slabs of wood that were shaped like a small table, but in my mind (at the time, anyways) it was normal. There was one large drawer in the front of it with a basic round handle, also made of unpolished wood. I pulled it out and saw a closed laptop. It was black with thin, white rubber grips on the sides, and a silver top. There was no logo on top, so I don't know what brand or type of laptop it was.

I put it on the short table, ignoring the fact that even though the drawer was still way open, I was sitting right in front of the table as if nothing was there. I didn't close the drawer at all, but instead just sat in front of the table and opened the laptop lid. There was no sliding mechanism; I just pulled it open, and immediately it opened to an iPhoto-like program, which definitely had an Apple-like air to it. The background was dark gray, and there was a cover flow sort of picture arrangement. At that moment, my mother had just appeared beside me, so I nudged over and let her look through them.

She clicked on one photo which enlarged it, and brought the cover flow to the bottom of the screen, making it smaller. It was a picture of her ex-boyfriend.

"Look!" she said, somewhat excited.

"Mom," I told her sternly. My mom's ex-boyfriend was an abusive jerk, and I knew this even in the dream.

She moved onto the next photograph, this time one with the two of them together, making funny faces.

"Mom! I don't want you looking through these fucking pictures of him on the computer." The word choice sounded very controlling, but it didn't occur to me in the dream that there was anything wrong with it.

She clicked on another photo, and I didn't get too good of a look at it; I simply looked at her again and pushed her a bit. "Mom! Did you hear what I fucking said? Delete them!"

That's all I remember.

01/06/2010
Fragment One
I was hanging out with some chick who was kind of a cross between AF and LK. AF's real life boyfriend was this hybrid girl's boyfriend in the dream, and they had a son who I believe was representative of LK's real life son. He was not happy that this girl and I were such good friends, and he had a really shitty attitude toward me, the whole time I was there. The last thing I remember is the infant son almost falling off of the bed, at one point.


Fragment Two
I just remember being with family and friends, at Kellen's old house.


Dream Three
"Hang Time with Michael Jordan"

I was on some sort of assassination job. The objective was to kill a High Value Individual, framing one of two factions within a military base. This would effectively cause what one of my commanding officers called a Civil War," within the facility. I don't really remember much about this dream, besides taking the shot, through a set of bars, and hitting the HVI, center mass.

Later, I was in what was basically a cross between a mall and an airport terminal. I had to pull a "drop" job (literally), which consisted of dropping a bag full of something illegal over the second-floor railing, and down to someone making the pick-up, below. It was ridiculously obvious that we were doing something illegal, but...that was the plan. Lol. After the drop, we were making our way out of the building, and security was buzzing all around us. They knew that something had just happened, somewhere in the mall/airport, but they didn't know what, or by whom. We slipped right passed them, and walked out to the parking lot.

Outside, randomly, I ran into Michael Jordan. Lol. He was just on his way home from doing some shopping, and making his way to his car. Almost surprisngly, I became lucid at this encounter. (Considering everything that had just happened, before this, I find it funny that all it took was meeting Michael Jordan, to make me lucid. Lol.) I started walking and talking with him, for a while. I told him about the fact that I was just dreaming, and he just quirked a skeptical eyebrow at me. It's hilarious, but he pretty much just looked/acted exactly like Michael Jordan! Lol. He said something sarcastic, like "right. Sure you are..." continuing to walk beside me, at a relaxed pace. I said something like, "don't believe me? Watch," and I levitated into the air, moving around in front of him and hovering backward, while he kept walking toward me. I grinned at him and said "See? You're not the only one who can fly, Mike," laughing. He raised both eyebrows a bit, otherwise seemingly stoic. Though I could see that he was impressed, he didn't quite say much about it. He just kept walking, looking up at me.

I turned around and took aim at a car, a few dozen yards in front of us, reaching up toward it with one hand. Focusing my mind on the vehicle, I flipped my palm up, and slung my arm upward, grabbing the car with telekinesis, and hurling it through the air, over us. It soared to a good 30 feet in the air and then nose-dived toward the pavement. The car smashed into the parking lot, head-on, crunching itself nearly flat and toppling over. I couldn't help but note to myself how cool it looked.

Michael and I finally reached his car, and he asked me something about whether I planned to just follow him around, the whole time. I shrugged and simply said "I might as well, I'll probably be waking up soon, anyway." (Dunno why, but I just sort of had that feeling.) What's even funnier is that his car was an old, beat up, paint-stripped Pontiac Firebird, which wouldn't have surprised me, if it didn't even make it out of the parking lot, from the looks of it. We got inside, and it was just filled with all kinds of garbage; empty drive-thru bags; bottles; cans; etc. Settling into the seat, I was just about to look at my hands, to try to stabilize the dream, but I ended up waking up, instead.

01/03/2011
Fragment
Something to do with having to fend of some attacker, using the knives from a kitchen set.



01/04/2011
Fragment One
I was in an enormous food court, filled with people. The only thing I really remember is trying to get some Chinese food, and the woman behind the counter didn't speak a lick of English. It took forever to get her to understand what I wanted. I tried to say something to her in Chinese, and had to repeat it 3 or 4 times before I realized I was speaking to her in Spanish, and not Chinese (which makes sense, since I don't really know any Chinese/Mandarin).


Fragment Two
Something about a shooting? I had to kill someone, for some reason that I can't remember. I believe it was self defense, because I remember being really upset about having to gun this person down. They had gotten drawn into some situation that involved and XBox360, I think. I remember a sign which said to turn off all 360 'transponders,' so that no more people would come, whatever the hell that meant.

12/31/2010
"Live Fire"

This dream was basically a live-action first person shooter. It was 100% realistic - as in; I was running around, in real life, literally trying to stay alive, and not just playing some video game. It was also very intense. Along with your regular, gun-toting bad guys, there were supernatural elements thrown into the scenario as well. Not only that, but I also had to square off against "bosses" like the Terminator and RoboCop. Throughout the ordeal, I was sometimes forced to ride around the suburbs, stealing cars and whatnot, to get to my objectives. I remember that of my missions had something to do with someone's family. I went to their house, armed with some kind of sub-machine gun, I believe, and showed up just as the wife was putting her kids in the car. While I was coming up the driveway, she turned and spotted me. Immediately, as if on instinct, the woman swiped her hand down, snatching up a handgun from her side, and just started blasting away at me, forcing me to dash away for cover.

Later, I had to face-off against RoboCop, although it wasn't the original RoboCop. It was my cousin, Mario, walking around as RoboCop. Not only did he have the trademark armor and automatic pistol, but he also had a shoulder cannon with the red, triangle-shaped, laser sight that the Predator uses, its three beams clearly visible in the air, whenever he was surrounded by smoke. There were also these "ghosts" or "reapers" or something, I had to fight against. They were see-through spirits, which floated around with scythes, which were the keys to their power. With the scythes, they could control time and space, and the weapons would essentially grant wishes for whomever was good enough to steal one of them. The wraiths used them to rewind time, whenever I would kill one of them, bringing their brethren back to life and forcing me to try and kill them all over again.

Dream - Lucid

Sigh. I laid in bed, literally, from 12:30am until after 5 before I fell asleep. Wtf, insomnia. I was so tired. I had to cancel my hair appointment this morning so I could get a little bit more sleep.

Despite all that, I did have a couple of dreams.

I was in a HUGE cabin with Chris. We were on vacation or something. The cabin was dark on the inside, and it was nighttime outside. I hugged Chris and commented on the weight he had lost (he's very big in waking life), and that my arms could fit all the way around him. There was a muppet-looking goat there, almost looked like a ram. I "remembered" when there had been another goat there, named Dolly, but she had died of old age. Anyway, the cabin had been left alone for a very long time, so the muppet-goat/ram had been left to his own devices. He had taken over my bed, but he surprisingly didn't chew anything up. I examined wires and stuff to see if he had chewed through anything, but he hadn't. I decided to name the goat Henry.

At some point, I went to sleep, and had a VERY realistic nightmare-within-a-dream. We were hearing noises, but dismissed them as ordinary creaks you'd hear in any old house. Then, I saw a light come on in one of the rooms, which came from the bathroom. I heard a toilet flush as well. I started freaking out saying "Chris, someone's here, someone's here!". We were frozen to the spot. A man stepped out of the room. He looked middle-aged, and looked like a hiker or a hunter. He said he had just been passing through and needed to use the restroom. He started to walk out the door of the cabin, when he turned around and pulled out an ax. We ran, and he chased us. He took Chris down by hitting him in the leg with the ax, and I made it to the stairs before he buried the ax into my leg as well. I remember trying to will myself to wake up, but it felt so real, I didn't think it was going to work, and that we were done for.

I woke up in the dream very paranoid, and asked Chris, who was on the porch, to please make sure all the doors were locked. The goat was now a cat, who looked just like my kitten in waking life, Miss Belle.



At some point, Chris wanted to go for a walk on The Greenway, a walking trail in our town in waking life. It closes at sundown, so we started sneaking in over some rocks and bushes. A cop car started to come so I dove in between some rocks to hide myself the best I could.

~

I know this one was longer, and I should have written it down as soon as I woke up, but I didn't -_-, so I only remember hearing the song "How to Save a Life" by The Fray, and trying to figure out if it came out in 2005 or 2006.

This insomnia stuff is driving me crazy. It's been going on for awhile now. I've always been a light sleeper and I've always had sleeping problems, but never to this extent. Maybe I'm just getting old, haha. I'm about to go post something in the Sleep & Health forum, I'm sure you guys have some good advice for me, you always do.

07.01.2011

Irene 2 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Preparation:
I went to bed at 11.30 pm. Once again drank about 2 glasses (1 and a half water and a can of Dr. Pepper). I did a short meditation and then affirmed that I WILL lucid dream. I got the chance to do about 1 or 2 minutes of visualization then fell asleep.

4.50 am
Irene comes to my apartment to stay for two days with her mom. I was going to send her a letter but now that she's here I might as well just give it to her. The apartment is very big and nice. The night before she leaves I try to tell her something, I'm not sure what but I am feeling hesitant. Maybe it's about revealing my love to her. I am in the dining looking towards Irene's bedroom as I am thinking this. Pascal is also leaving tomorrow therefore (my dream logic says) I have to see Pascal off therefore I can't see Irene off but they are both going to the airport so... She is about to leave. I hug her really hard and she hugs me back just as hard. I tell her, "wait, I have something for you. I'll be 5 minutes."
Her mom (in black) says, "take your time (something along this line)."
I rush to my room and rip a large portion of my diary that has drawings that I presumably drew for her. They are cartoons.
I say to Irene, "I should just give you the whole diary." I show her that my diary has a chunk missing.
I then worry to myself that I had written things in it revealing my personal thoughts that I shouldn't have written. I want to look at it again but fear that she would find out what I'm up to.
I am now sitting down on a sofa and Irene sits on the floor bowing to me (in gratitude) like I am a Thai monk. I try to stop her from doing it but she wouldn't stop so I try to ignore her.
Before they leave, her mom puts her 4-5 poodles on this machine that has the poodle on top choosing the direction and the bottom poodles are walking. I see the poodles in the middle of the road which I remember from my from house.

Dream 1-- Friend's House

I am standing in this large house that is unfurnished. It is me, P. Gasp, Teej, D. Chris, Robe, and A.K. we are standing around talking about something. P. is up against a pole talking to D. Chris when me and Robe and Teej walk into another room. The one we were currently in had brown wooden floors, white walls, a large white pole that P. was leaning on.

As we starting walking into the other room I think about how P. and D. do not speak to eachother often and how they will likely follow us in here shortly. I also thought about how P. would probably decide to walk away first and D. would follow, D. wouldn't even want to walk away because he would just want to talk.

When we get into the other room. Teej is sitting on a staircase to my right. He is semi-smiling in a reclined position. To my left there are a bunch of people, and I start talking to this girl. The conversation is going really well, and we are flirting. Others are listening to what we are saying, but I am not paying attention. I start talking about how there is a rating system for stories/crimes on a scale of 1-10. You rate your story based on what went down, the more illegal or scary the higher the number. She laughs at that.

I walk away and then come back. When I turn around there is a large group of people sitting down, guys and girls, but no one is saying anything. As I sit down, I feel totally comfortable and say "what just happened?" then there is a short silence, I am trying to talk to the girls more than anyone. "what would it rate on the scale?" that makes a few people smile. "well if its murder, then that's like the top of the scale, so we can work down from there." This gets the girl I am interested in to laugh. Nice.

Dream 2-- First Grade

In this dream, I am back in my first grade but I am normally sized and have all my 19 year old capabilities. it's kind of like Down to Earth with Chris Rock, where everyone SEES him as a rich white guy when he is a really a skinny black guy.

I am sitting in the desk closest to the door, which I think was my actual desk in first grade. As I look around at my classmates, I see they are all working on some sheet of paper that I don't have in front of me. I don't know what is going on, I look over at my teacher who is hunched over her desk. She is blonde, young looking, but extra mean for some reason. As I continue to just process what is going on, I actually begin to realize the situation for what it is (except for understanding I'm dreaming). I come to the conclusion that no one can tell I am not a first grader, this excites me, and I start to scheme.

When the teacher walks around to start collecting the assignment, she comes to my desk, which is in a group of four and picks up the ones close to me. Then she looks at me and I say I don't have mine. She gets angry and walks me over to the chalk board. As we are walking, I notice the other kids around me looking at me, one black kid with glasses has to look up to make eye contact with me so I wonder if he can tell I am not a first grader. I get very confused at this point.
She starts writing something and wants me to write underneath it, but I disobey her orders, I know that I am older and can resist her authority if I want. I am intent on having fun and doing things as a first grader that I normally couldn't do because either I didn't know about it at the time or I was too scared.

This dream was a lot longer and more complicated, with many scenes. At one point, I entered a bathroom. In another scene I went to get ice cream from the ice cream machine and it made me so happy! I used to get ice cream for lunch almost every day of school, that makes perfect sense!

Dream 3-- Lo on the PHone

I am walking down this street in the broad daylight. I am walking alone and I don't know to where, but I am following the side walk I am on. There are stores to my left on the other side of the street, and there is a little shop to my right. The ground is a brick-shade of orange.

As I walk, I see P. and his girlfriend walking past me without looking at me. P. is dressed in a black suit, white shirt, red tie and hankey, sunglasses, he has his arm around his gf who is wearing a blue dress. As we pass, I look down at the ground and think about how sunglasses is a good idea and I should wear sunglasses as part of my tuxedo. Then I get a call on my phone from Lo. I answer it and she starts saying something, but then her voice starts to cut out, and I assume it is the way I am holding my 4g. I immediately try to change my hand position but it doesn't work and I never hear from her again.

Dream Frag 1-- GYm with Matt and Girl

Me, Matt, and a girl who I think is roland's sister are walking to the gym. We are walking together but it feels like Matt and the girl are closer than me and either of them. We walk and talk, and I hold up the conversation mostly. It's easy flowing, no hard feelings or anxiety really. As we walk, we enter this room, almost like a bathroom. Matt and the girl go the the left, and I continue straight slash go right. I am walking kind of toward the stalls. The bathroom is all white.

Dream 4-- Fucking Sydney

Don't remember this dream very well, I didn't actually have sex with her. I was watching, like a PassObs movie, Sydney having sex with another guy. The guy, when he cums, cums everywhere in a ridiculous fashion. It's like an explosion that unleashes upon the world, getting everything messy.

Dream Frag 2-- Ian Driving

I am in a car that Ian is driving. I am PassObs and simply looking out of the front window, observing the scenery as the car rolls forward. I hear a discussion about Ian as he is driving. There is talk about how he doesn't have money or something.


Dream frag 3-- Jim Carey Fucks a lot of girls

This dream was like a PassObs movie with Jim Carrey. The only scene I remember is Jim gets a girl on his bed naked and they are about to do it. As Jim unzips his fly, a HUGE 3ft dick starts to grow out of it. Then he starts having sex with this blonde girl.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

Continued from: The path to Teraluna

Don't open your eyes...
Don't open your eyes...
Don't open your eyes...
Don't...

I wake up.
My eyes start opening, but I manage to interrupt it.
I want to go back...
Teraluna...

I empty my mind and try to find an anchor to remain conscious.
I use the pc fan which is spinning slowly.
I gently try to move my right index finger. It doesn't move.
Good. This will work.
I try to remember the last scene.
I was on my knees, on Teraluna, in the city... She was in front of me.
So close...

As I inhale I taste the unique air of Teraluna.
Yes!
I open my eyes. I'm back!
I'm very excited, so happy.
But I try to control myself, I don't want the dream to end prematurely.
I look up.
Where are you?
I can feel her presence. She's standing to my left.
I stand up and turn around.
There she is. Smiling. A truly happy expression on her face.
Is she happy to see me? I think she is.
I know I am.

She grabs my left hand.

"Lets go!"

I don't think. I just let her guide me. I trust her. I always have.
I am overwhelmed with happiness, her presence makes me feel so insanely good.
Just a few meters from where we were standing, there's the end of the bridge we're on.
The city floats over the sea, it's a good 500m down.
But I have no fear. I know we're not going to fall, she wouldn't do that.
She takes a step over the cliff, looking at me and smiling.

My vision rushes by, in a split second we are on the other side of the city.
Short range teleportation. I know how to do this, I have done it before.
She lets go of my hand and smiles:

"Wait here"

"But... I have so many questions" I think to myself.
She runs into a house. This is where she lives.
I look around, and get another déjà vu, the strongest of the night.
Her house is integrated into a mountain. It has no side walls, you can walk in from any direction except the mountain.
It's so beautiful. One of the flying animals flies by closely, leaving a trail of fluorescent particles behind it in the air.

Don't get distracted.
I turn back towards the mountain.
She comes out of the house and projects a thought onto me:

"Take a seat"

There's a table with 4 chairs.
I sit down. I've sat here before.
Together with her... and 2 other people.
A man and a women. I can't remember.

She sits down next to me and smiles again.
She's wearing a white dress, a necklace which seems familiar, and some earrings.
She has dark hair, with blue highlights, but it looks very natural. The highlights are slightly fluorescent.
She made tea and pours both of us a cup.
I want to ask her her name.
But as I open my mouth, she hands me the cup of tea.

"Drink"

I take a sip. And another.
It is SO GOOD.
It's very fruity, sour even, like biting into a lemon, but without the discomfort of biting into something very sour.
"Wow!"

"It's your favourite"

She's right. I remember. She has made me this tea before. It's from a fruit that looks similar to lemons, but it's blue.
I put down my cup:
"I have so many questions"

"I know. But you already have all the answers"

She's right, I do, I feel that I do, but I can't remember. Or maybe I do remember and have trouble accepting it? I don't know.
"I want to hear them from you... I want to be... sure"

She smiles:

"Okay. Do you know where you are?"

"Teraluna"

"Yes, we're on Teraluna, in the city of Haven. Or Riven like some people call it."

I remember.
"I've been here many times, haven't I?"

"Many, many times"

She moves closer to me, and puts her right arm around me.
Her face is very close. Her eyes are so beautiful.
I can't define the color, it's not a color visible in waking life.
It's green and blue at the same time, with some white.
Her eyes are bright, fluorescent, they have so much detail.
Looking at them, it seems like there is a whole universe in them.
I could get lost for all eternity looking at them. So beautiful.

She laughs, she knows exactly what I've just been thinking.

"Don't you remember me?"

Of course I do... but... at the same time I can't... I don't know how to explain it, so I just project my current train of thoughts onto her.
She thinks for a bit.

"You do remember. You remember everything."

I do?

"You also remember my name. You've pondered if it was me all along.
But your waking mind told you it couldn't be. You've even talked to someone about your thoughts, and he immediately concluded it must be me."

(It's true, I talked to WakingNomad, and he pointed it out in a pm)

"Oh Hyu, stop overthinking things. It's all simple. You know me, you always have. I'm..."
"Yuya!"

And then I realized she was right yet again.
I knew all along, but I was afraid in waking life, afraid of being right, even though now that I think about it, there was no reason whatsoever.
Short bursts of memory rush into my head.
Pictures that last no longer than a split second, of me being with Yuya.
The memories are old, very old. I was so young.

I concentrate on her again, I have so many questions, but I also have all the answers.
But I want to hear it from her.

"So... you're..."

"No... and Yes... I am not a human being in the way you are, but I am human.
What I mean to say is: I cannot go to the waking world, I live here.
In fact, I have never been to your world, I can only experience it through your memories."

There's a short pause, I'm thinking.

"You're wondering if I'm a spirit. Yet you don't know what a spirit is.
But your current thoughts are mostly correct."

She smiles again. Such a beautiful smile.
Music starts playing not far away.

"Want to dance?"

"Yes"

(The following part lasts very long, but I cannot remember details of the dance)
We're dancing, on water. There's people around us playing music (I remember violins), and a few other dancers.
I know the dance. I'm so happy.
So happy that 2 tears flow down my face.
I know the dream is about to end, it starts to feel unstable.
It has lasted for possibly an hour.

"It's time"

"I know"

"Don't be sad"

"I'm not"

I give her a very big hug and whisper into her ear "Thank you"
She understands, and it makes her very happy.
She approaches me, she gets very close, our faces are nearly touching.

"I have a gift for you"

She kisses me. But it's different from a kiss, so very different.
Pure energy flows from her body into mine. It feels so good, so warm.
All the nerves in my body are sparkling.
She replenished my energy. I feel so good, so powerful, so... healthy.
The dream will end any second now, I can only see her anymore, nothing else.
I ask her one last question:

"How long have we known eachother?"

"Longer than you think..."

I wake up. I feel amazing, refreshed, motivated to get up and live through the day.
Longer than you think? Wasn't I thinking "all my life" in that specific moment?

I can't believe how long this dream lasted, how extreme it felt, and how many details I remember.
I remember every word she said, in her exact voice, it feels absolutely fantastic.
Thank you DV, for making me able to dream again.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! I had high hopes for this morning's dreaming. Had a WBTB and a G+C combo. Didn't get lucid. Infact I had some strange dreams and a nightmare I woke up all sweaty from. I swore some at my girlfriend last night aswell. I think I've had too much dreams this week.

04.00: Sleep

07.05: Swearing
I wake up. "Fuck you!". Monica is confused "What?". "I didn't mean you...God damn motherfucking shit game" I say. "What time is it?" Monica asks. "It's 11.05" "What?! No it can't be that much" she says and leans over me to check it. I kinda wake up for real by now. "It's 07.15" I say and compensate for the time it took between me looking and telling her.

08.05: Wargame
I'm playing some wargame on my computer and my dad's watching. He's usually never interested in games. I have to defend some fort and there's gate people keep trying to get through. I shoot a guy in the head and I notice he's got black armor on. I know from previous experience that black armor is badass. I somehow kill him anyways. The entire fort has been destroyed and a metal wall has to be replaced." Rogues will be able to sneak in if I don't" I think as I summon some metallic plates and put them up. It's just like in Garry's Mod.

08.05: Fragment
*I'm watching two egotripped celebrities have an argument. They keep slandering eachother's personalities.

08.05-09.00: WBTB

11.00: The stolen gameboy
I'm walking around in some school, inspecting my newly found toy. It's a thicker than normal gameboy, more like a grey smartphone. There's a big touch screen that expands easily. I remove a small piece of plastic tape from the screen and it goes black. I put it back and it starts up. I can see my name on there. I read on the back that it was a grand prize at some huge ceremony, like the Nobel prize. I get very paranoid all of a sudden. I get on a train and sit down in one of the high tech chairs. It has some kind of cleaning mechanism if you want to take a wank (?). An orange tissue keeps coming up between my legs.

I play some music and relaxes. The chair has turned around when I look again and I can see some guy wiping with the orange tissue. In this reality this is obviously completely normal. I spin around again. The dream skips. We're standing outside of a car with its trunk open. There's a list with different items on it and it's rather expensive. I decide to get a sandwich. Some boy who's with me, wants pineapple. "I want it with cheese on" he tells me. I order some for him.

11.00: Vampire nightmare
I'm in a stairwell. There's a bunch of vampires shying back from the lights me and a few other people are producing from our revolvers. They retreat down the stairs and try to go past us. My sister is amongst them. We point our lights directly into the eyes of one vampire and apparently that's how you kill them. We try to push them back with our revolvers which has weak flashlights. It works quit well. One guy who looks different from the rest seems to be immune to the light. He is all black and white and looks like a live version of Gin from "Bleach".



He runs past us and gives us all a very evil smile. We decide to let him go. I spot my uncle all of a sudden. He's a vampire and I know I have to kill him. We put the lights to his eyes and he screams in pain. Someone's holding his arms while I try to kill him but the lights are running out! "Fucking batteries" I say and try to make them work better. He grabs one gun as I stop holding it against his eye and pulls the trigger. For a second I thought I had been hit. Everyone looks at me, but I am fine. "Just kill me already!" he yells at me.

His eyes are red with blood from the lights. Suddenly my mom asks me if we really should be doing this by the stairs. "Lets go into one of the appartments instead. They all go in and I stay behind with my uncle. "Why do I have to kill him?" I ask myself. I cry some as I pat him on the back. We go in and my mom asks him how he got home from a party. I defend him by saying he took the bus. "I flew..." he tells us.

12.30: Fragments
*My family's got a new dog. It's very playful but won't quit when you say no. I try to shut its jaws shut and teach it what it can, and can't do. It bites me in the face and I yell at him. When it licks me in the face I pat it. "Your previous dog was exactly like this" I tell my dad. He agrees and tells me he has no idea why.

*I'm playing the guitar or something similar. I bend all kinds of tunes and it sounds great!

14.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10½ hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3, 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB

That's it! Last day of my vacation when it comes to dreaming. Has been nice. Back to reality hoho.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!