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last night i tried to induce a lucid dream...and failed. But i had two dreams as such. the first, i was around some people i didnt know. but i was on my street and they were talking to one another about random things. al of the sudden they were grabbing guns and shoot at each other for some random reason. i run into my house and it goes black. but i keep running into the next part of my dream. im in an area that looks much like brink. but im playing as dom from gears of war. ducked behind cover and shooting the locust horde. for some reason the dream restarts after jump behind a boomer and stick a grenade in his neck...this happens about 3 times. i then wake up and notice that i messed up the lucid dream, and instead of trying again i simply just go back to sleep. this time im in a car lot with a friend of mine, shea. i know there was more to this dream but the next thing i remember is seeing abunch of people that look like federal agents on a helicopter telling us to get in as gun fire is all around us. we fly away and are then given a mission to hook up with other under cover agents in japan. the helicopter stops and we jump into an ocean. when we serface its darker then before and there is a street raid in progress. my friend shea goes up to take a look but tells me to stay under a part of the street that hangs over the water. when he comes back he has the other agents and we are all talking for a little bit. then they all leave and i fall under water and wake up.

First entry! I got to bed around 10:15 pm, and I took 10 mg of melatonin, but I take that regularly as a sleep aid and it doesn't noticeably change my dreams much if at all. I wake up a lot during the night so if my dreams are memorable enough I'll usually be able to log at least a couple down. Tonight my first two dreams were completely blanked out of my mind, no memories whatsoever, but after that I managed to get a few.

5:21 am - My mom and I are at my grandparents' house. The point of our visit is tell them some important news. My grandpa is surprised at the news but overall not affected very much. I don't remember very much of the actual dialogue from this dream. Thinking back on it now, what I perceived as my grandparents' house was actually based on the house of an old friend of mine, who also appeared in a later dream even though I haven't seen him in quite some time. The house was basically the same only taller and the structure kept changing, it had moving staircases that looked kind of like the ones in the Harry Potter movies but that were placed in separate corners of the house rather than all out in the open. It's kind of hard to describe. Anyway, my grandma eventually got home and my mom told her the news too, but she totally freaked out and told us to get out and that she never wanted to see us again. My mom began arguing with her and I started to cry. I remember this part more clearly because it was at the end of the dream, I hugged my grandpa goodbye saying that it may be a while before we see him again, and he said "Maybe five and a half years, you're fourteen now!" This is pretty confusing statement, because I'm not fourteen, and I'm also not sure what exactly adding five and a half years to that would imply either. However in the dream it made sense to me as some kind of joke, and I managed to laugh a little bit, but it also made my cry some more. My mom said that we would be staying at one of her old friend's house for the night, so we walked out side and I saw her friend's car parked in front of the house, but then I woke up. Very odd, but I was happy that I had a dream to log down. Still, I have to wonder....

6:33 am - This was a weird one, I had a long string of dream sequences where, in the dream, I felt like I was constantly walking a line between the dreaming and waking worlds, but of course I was actually asleep the entire time. I was not actually lucid at any time. A lot of it is hard to recall, but I remember that near the end I was in a 2D world that looked kind of like that one old Legend of Zelda game on the SNES (I think it was the SNES?) and my consciousness was in one of the characters on the screen so I was seeing it in third person but it felt like first person to me. I had a bunch of company over unexpectedly and I was spazzing out because I hadn't finished preparing any of the food for the dinner party yet! But then suddenly my whole point of view started pulling away from the screen and I was at some really tiny school with this dinky playground next to it, and I was holding a Game Boy that had the screen on it still where the dream had left off. I started laughing and went "Oh, I'm dreaming!" (still not lucid lol). I took use of this fact to look away and then back at the screen to see it change randomly. The thing is because I thought I was somehow awake and dreaming at the same time I thought that I really WAS awake, but just like hallucinating or something because the dream world was layered over reality, and I figured all of the kids on the playground must think I looked insane or something because I was perceiving time to be really slow and stumbling over and everything and looking around with a big gaping smile on my face. I was following my friend whose house was in the previous dream, who I'll call D, to the parking lot but he kept changing into random DCs and I was losing sight of him. I was also walking a lot slower than him. I got to the parking lot but I was still on the grass and some random guy in a gold SUV drives up right in front of me on the sidewalk and parks. I go "Is that you D??" and blink, and my vision goes back to normal and it is D in his car. I get inside and another one of my old friends I haven't seen in a long time, C, complains about the Game Boy volume because I'm so out of it that I keep turning the sound all the way up and then all the way down to amuse myself. Since I think I'm fully awake now, I start typing down everything that just happened on my phone so I can write about it in my Dream Journal and so I don't have to focus to remember it anymore, only to wake up and realize that the memory is fading because of that so I hurry to type it down!

8:02 am - The last dream of the night. C, from the previous dream, is on trial for allegedly attacking someone, though in the dream this is consistently described only as "being Peter". (From Heroes! That wasn't explained anywhere in the dream, I just knew it instinctively at the time lol.) I searched around trying to find other friends of mine who witnessed the event so I could get their stories and try to prove that C was innocent, and finally I realized that my friend S would be able to get him off. S and her family drove up to the courthouse, which was actually like sort of a small log cabin-type convenient store, and she gave her testimony and he was set free. Suddenly I'm back at home and I notice that the back door to the garage was left open, so I go close it. Then I woke up. What an anticlimactic ending. :bravo:

So that's that, I'm actually surprised at how much I was able to remember, usually my dreams are so dark and hazy, but I guess getting into the spirit of writing a journal helped increase my recall!

i'll start with the two that weren't nightmares because the two that were nighmares were very similar (even though they were not consecutive)

i had to open this vault for these two ex-friends of mine that i had seen a few hours ago......i was the only one there with the code.....they weren't as rude to me as they usually are...and they brought out this strange cake....it was a vanilla cake with red jello poured into slits in it.......i was eating it with my hands and 5-6 preschoolers wanted some and i told them to take only a bite at first to see if they like it and then they can have more if they like it (which is what my gram told me about new foods the whole time i was growing up)

the other two were types of assisted living facilities.....i was a patient (which is something i fear because my docs want to take me out of school to put me in one if i can't get my depression under control)

the one was like a really old house and it had hard wood floors....i was the maid

the other i was a patient and tied into a wheel chair because i kept climbing on stuff otherwise

in both they threatened me with needles if i didn't cooperate (which is my biggest fear)

Last Nights Dream

I am in a black space and my vision is a little blurry. There is an elderly lady standing infront of me, she looks like my nan and thats who I think it is. This lady now takes both of my hands, holding them softly and begins to talk about my nan, she says something about dying and that I need to check om my nan. At this point I realise it's not my Nan but someone else who looks like her and i'm feeling a little confused because she looks so much like her.
When I woke up this dream played on my mind. I ring my Mom and say "i'm probably being silly but can you check on my nan for me, I explain the dream to her and she laughs and says "ok ill call you back" and giggles again. My Mom did call me back and she said "Ohh my god I can't believe it , I spoke to your nan and she was quite upset because her sister passed away last night" I nearly dropped on the floor!!!! make of it as you will but I believe I had a visit from her sister and she was trying to tell me she had died and wanted to check on my nan and make sure she was coping after her sisters passing )

This Morning I went back to bed for a while and had a lucid dream

I am standing in a room and I realise I'm dreaming, I think "cool I'll meet Joel" ((a singer in a band off youtube lol)) I look at my clothes and they are a bit scruffy, I then see Joels picture on the front of a newspaper and I say to a man sitting down "i'm going to meet him", my sleeves are to long so I grab them and try to rip them off but I couldn't , I then think "It's a dream, I can rip them if I want to" and then just like magic I am able to rip them very easily. I changed my skirt just by pointing at it but I was left with a longer black skirt on underneath, I decided to take it easy and just take the long skirt off by hand. Joel then comes through the door way and I'm really excited that I have got him here ((lol)) we go into another room and I am in my Mom and Dads house, it's different to how it is in real life. Joel was no longer with me. I see my Mom and go up to her...I say "I'm dreaming, this is all just a dream!" My Mom is looking a little red faced and stressed out and didn't reply to what I told her I could feel spirits following me and thought "I'll have to speak with them and see what they want. I stayed with my Mom for a short while and then I went up to her ear and whispered "it's a dream" it echoed and she moved away from me, I said "was that too loud?" she didn't answer me. I say I have to go upstairs to see my Nan and Grandad ((both are dead)). I think "they'll be there now I have thought they will be" I wanted to speak to them while I was dreaming. I begin to walk upstairs, I enter the doors which lead around the upstairs I then open the last one which led back into the kitchen downstairs, I think "Typical dream, it's sending me all the way round!" I shut the door and look about and think "it's quite cool how my imagination can build all this!", I reach out and touch things to keep my dream stable. I come to a room and see my Dad in there, he is sitting on a chair and he is worrying...he says "I need to know where he has gone!" I go up to him and say "Dad it's just a dream, calm down" He begins to worry more and starts crying so I try to calm him down. I am still just going with the flow of my dream, I visit different rooms and places and all the time I am lucid and just enjoy looking around my dream world while I am thinking "wow..this is my dream" ((don't matter how many lucids I have they never cease to amaze me lol))

I was outside and a woman in a slowly moving van was yelling at me out the window. What she was saying didn't make sense and the entire situation seemed hazy and weird, so I did nose plug RC. It passed, but I was still onconvinced, so I tried harder and it failed on the second attempt. She stopped yelling and was now outside of the car and I willed myself begin levitating. I flipped her off or something and she started at it again, but I was safely 10-15 feet above the ground. I tried flying higher, which was hard at first, but eventually I was soaring. The soaring quickly became erratic and I came crashing down into a haze and I lost my grip on the situation.

Later I was out for a run, which is also odd because running, jumping, and punching are usually things I'm unable to do.

It started with me, my room mate and a couple other faceless friends. We are watching a Dave Chappelle comedy stand-up special. I mention off-hand that I know Dave in real life and he is a pretty cool guy.
Dave makes a joke about kicking someone's ass and I mention that he's not like that at all, and is actually a nice guy. My room mate asks "yeah, but he would probably whoop your ass in real life." I agree saying "probably."

Later I visit Dave and he is with 2 of his friends in a class, wood-floored apartment. I tell Dave about what happened earlier and he asks what I said about his routine. I mention the ass-kicking joke and he asked what I told my friends. I tell him that I said he could probably kick my ass in real life. He laughs and I also mention that I told them he's not like that in real life, and that he's actually a really nice guy.
He then asks why I didn't bring my room mate and friends, one of Dave's friends comments "Where are your best friends(or why didn't you bring your best friends?" Which I think means something, since in real life these people are far from my best friends.
There was some more but I can't remember enough.

Lucid Dream:

This seemed like a long dream. But at this time it's fairly mixed up in my mind. I remember parts, but I am unsure how they fit together. So there will be some guessing.

I remember walking down the street with a group of people. I could see little alligators coming out to the sidewalk. I thought it was amazing and cool. I had never seen alligators on the streets like this. I pulled out my camera. But my camera was having problems and wasn't taking pictures. I felt frustrated at first. Then I thought, "But this is just a dream--why do I even care about getting pictures of alligators at all. Well, because alligators are cool. I have to keep trying to get my camera to work."

But then, of course, I suddenly realized that if this was just a dream then I should do something else. So I flew up in the air.

But this is where I get mixed up. I think I was suddenly with Jeff. I flew away from him. Then I flew back knowing he would appreicate it if I stayed and made out with him. I think I kissed him a little, but for some reason it seemed he didn't want to do anything. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked sexy. And I flew off again.

I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew over the countryside with rolling hills and pastures. I thought I saw the ocean, but it ended up being a lake. Then I looked beside me and saw a mountain. On the side were ledges that had animals like elk and deer. I thought it was so cool. I flew very close to a huge elk.

I can't remember what happened next. I'm pretty sure I was with these kids for a while. I think my lucidity was slipping away.

I do remember that I thought someone from real life telling me it was time to wake up. But I told them that I wasn't ready to wake up. And to be a rebel I opened a cabinet door and pulled out some chocolate bars. "I still need to eat chocolate." I took a bite. I wanted there to be carmel inside the bar and was happy to see that there was. I took many big bites, being a complete pig. I looked in the mirror and saw chocolate all over my face. There was a little girl with me also eating chocolate. She was making a mess too and we laughed at eat other.


When I awoke from my dream I noticed my alarm hadn't gone off like it should. I thought it was interesting that I had that voice telling me it was time to get up, probably about the time my alarm should have gone off.

I also know that there was more to this dream, and I have forgotten it.

NON-LUCID


10/31/11

I was in this house and watching PBS Kids GO! I was having adventures with D.W. from Arthur, and we were doing really childish things.






After a while, my mother told me I had to go to bed. She thought I was eating the cookies when I WASN’T eating the damn cookies, she kept doing it and I just gave up.



The dream fades away and the next dream where I’m in this store that has dim lights.




The store had poison drinks and they labeled whether or not it was, and if you do you would die.



There was chicken that was $2.99 and eggs for $2.99 (Holy CRAP THAT’S A GOOD DEAL).

Then they had the rest of the drinks.



Then there’s this weird looking guy who looks a bit suspicious wearing a gray shirt and khaki pants.



There was also this dude in a gray jacket picking up these big pieces of meat, it looked like a super-sized ground beef package, he was being picky on which meat to get because he was getting a good price for them.



Then another guy looks like Steve Jobs and he’s wearing a gray jacket too saying “I have Cancer! .”




Then the cash register wore a blue shirt, black suit and pants.



She was showing me the different drinks and went a bit more into detail. I think I tasted one of the drinks. I leave the store and see my dad and told him I bought some chicken. He said it was good that I was buying chicken, and I was like “yeah yeah.”

When I told him the price chicken, he said that was a good price and when I tried to tell him the test, trucks where coming by and making loud noises on the roads.

Then my dad turns into some Asian guy I knew from Cypress Lakes High School. He was a top ranked student of the Class of 2011. He was running away from me and I was following him.

He looks back and keeps running, then I’m running in sand, and I have trouble keeping up with him.



Then another Asian showed up who was on the tennis team for Cy-lakes, he was a sophomore when I was a junior. He said something about me having limbs and arms but no speed. I couldn’t recall it well.

10.31.2011
I dreamed Chels and I were at the mall sitting on a cushioned bench/love-seat thing. My arms were around her, and we leaned against one another as she closed one of her hands around one of mine. After a short while she fell asleep.

The dream shifts and we are on a different but similar love-seat in the same area, when she lays sideways onto my lap. I readjust my body so she's lying against me and I wrap my arm around her. We were talking about something but I don't recall what.

Early on in the dream, before we were on the love-seats, I had ordered some food for us at the food court. When I noticed they were taking a terribly long time getting Chellie's food ready, I left her on the seat and went to the counter. On the way I read the receipt, trying to remember what I'd ordered, but didn't recognize or understand any of the items listed. I stopped trying to figure it out when I read the item "1x www.JOOBIE.com," and handed the lone worker at the counter the receipt. (That site is not as interesting as it sounds. =P)

Since I couldn't remember what I'd ordered for Chellie, I just told her, "Can I pick up the order that has a fried chicken sandwich?" She gave me a look like she hadn't a clue what I was talking about, but tried to fake a smile to hide it, and started punching buttons on the cash register. Before the dream ended, I heard someone say, "She's the first woman to discover a whole new world," and I understood that it was referring to the cashier dealing with my order.

We never did get that order.

EDIT: Another dream fragment remembered from earlier.
I'm in a church surrounded by people with their heads down. Everyone is singing and then they all cross themselves. I try blending in - I hum along and place my hand vertically on my chest without crossing myself. My efforts fail and someone announces, "There's a rebel among us," with a laugh. Everyone disperses and I walk about the church before the dream ends.

I've been having lots of stressful dreams lately.
Let's see... last night (err... this morning), I fell asleep at around 3AM. I was up at 6 and back in bed by 7 and I woke up at 10.

I crashed so hard the first time it literally felt like I had JUST closed my eyes before the alarm went off. The only dreams I now recall from then was flying through a war zone in a video game-ish setting. I've forgotten the finer details. I also dreamed of riding a dinosaur that resembled a T-Rex while some narrator explained the terrain and the dino's physiology. A cliff crumbled under us at one point and we fell into some lava at which time the narrator said the dinos tough skin protected it from the lava

**Now I recall two other tidbits**
I was driving on the interstate and the roads were horribly complex. I got lost then started walked, trying to find my way. I was turned around and going in the wrong direction at one point.

In another dream, I was about to drink a fountain Coke out of my large cup. I picked the cup up by the lid. The lid fell off and I woke to the alarm clock going off

When I went back to sleep, I dreamed of my ex-husband. I was living in my parents house with my husband and my ex just waltzed in and plopped down in the recliner. I told him my hubby would be home soon, so we should talk elsewhere. He said he was just about to suggest that. I couldn't find my shoes or jacket and I was getting more and more annoyed. There were many more rooms than there should've been and I was getting more and more frustrated as I went through the house. There were people I didn't know living in some of the rooms. Some of the rooms were trashed.
I finally found my youngest daughters room and she had several girls over. One of the girls followed me around and told me that her parents used to like Zee- that Zee used to be so quiet and respectful; but now she has to sneak out to see her.

I finally found my clothes. My ex was waiting in his car when I made it outside. But it was VERY foggy. I got into my car, wanting him to follow me because talking in the driveway was pretty much the same as talking in the house. I somehow lose him and turn around to hunt him down.
Then, for some reason, I got out of my car, walked just a few feet then realized I lost my car. There were many more streets than there are IRL. I went up and down them, but I just couldn't see well enough to find it.
I ran into my ex then recruited the kids into helping me look.

Then the dream veered just a little and I started also focusing on sewer covers on the road right in front of the house. There were caps over the holes, then the cover snapped into place above it. They were of different sizes and shapes and I was getting annoyed trying to properly pair all of them. And I still hadn't found my car and hubby was due any minute.
Then I was behind something and I saw an ambulance in my driveway. I peeked around the corner and there was hubby. He saw me, so I had to go over and talk and hope he didn't notice my car was missing.

We went inside and he showed me part of the presentation he used during the convention he participated in as a speaker.
Then I woke.

At some point inside the house, I also dreamed of my old cat Rogue. I pet him and held him. I was so glad he finally made it home after having been missing for several years.


I don't FEEL any more stressed than usual. My dreams, however, point to a breaking point in my levels.

I dreamed I received a phone call from a woman who was in our dream group 5 years ago. She wanted to meet me downtown. I went to see her and she remarked how I "look different".

Then I dreamed that I told my friend Michael, who was also in the group, about how she had contacted me.

Then I dreamed I was with all the old group and someone suggested we all do videos about our dreaming and send them to each other.

Good morning, everybody.

I'm not quite sure whether the first dream isn't actually two dreams. The part in the bar may have been one dream, and the rest may have been another dream. I wrote it as one dream, since I don't remember waking up between scenes. But it may actually have been two dreams.

Dream #1

I was sitting with a few girls in a dark bar. The only light may have been from little, multi-colored lights like Christmas lights, except seeming a bit softer, and, at the same time, more neon-colored. My whole view seemed to be a bit fuzzy.

I was waiting for some girl. But apparently she was really late. I may have started to think that she wasn't going to show up. I pushed my chair backwards and away from the table, as if my chair had wheels on it.

I moved past a number of tables. The tables seemed to be half-booth tables, where one side of the seats is a booth, set against the wall, and the other side is moveable chairs. I stopped moving backwards when I got to a table full of office women, maybe in their late thirties.

The office women seemed to be flirting with me. I thought they were all attractive. So I thought I might flirt back. Maybe one of them would hook up with me.

But now I was moving my chair forward, back to the girls I had been sitting with. As soon as I got back to the table, a girl sat right in my lap.

The girl wasn't skinny, but she was pretty. She had pale, smooth skin and longish, brown hair, all done up, like she was going to the prom. She wore a satiny, pale-chocolate-brown mini-dress with silvery, swirly designs on it. The designs may have been glittery.

The girl, I somehow knew, had been upset because someone hadn't shown up. I thought that this person was supposed to go on a date with the girl. But the person may also have been the girl's father.

The girl and I were now snuggling against each other pretty passionately. I figured I must have been snuggling with the girl to make her feel less bad about having been ditched by the other guy. After a moment, the girl broke off from snuggling with me. My view was all foggy, like someone had been kissing a camera lens.

I figured the girl was going to come back. But I didn't know if, once she came back, I could really commit to being with her. After all, wasn't I waiting for some girl here?

But the other girls at the table were looking at me. It was pretty plain they thought that I was already thinking of this girl as my new girlfriend. One of the girls handed me some kind of present, like a congratulations gift for getting a new girlfriend.

The gift was like some clear, plastic tubing made to look like a rose. There was a main stem, two small, leaf-like stems branching off of that, and then a clear, plastic rose-blossom (which was more like a bud) at the top.

All through the tubing and in the rose-blossom/bud were little lights, like LEDs. The stem may have had blue or green LEDs. The blossom/bud either had blue or purple LEDs.

I thought, getting a gift like this, that I couldn't back out of being the girl's boyfriend now.

I was now sitting out on a bench with an older man and another person. The other person may have been a man, or it may have been my mom. If it was a man, it was probably like my mom's old boyfriend, who was now standing up as a kind of character reference for me with the man.

The man was the girl's father. Apparently I needed the girl's father's approval before my relationship got too heavy with the girl. The father was kind of tall, overweight, with greying hair in a kind of feathery, old-style cut. He wore a white t-shirt and blue jeans.

It was night, but we were sitting in the father's backyard, right near the house, under an incandescent porch light. There seemed to be a huge, tent-like structure right in front of us, possibly big enough to be taking up a good portion of the backyard.

The father and the other person were talking relaxedly about some stuff that seemed a bit over my head, like "adult talk."

I stood up and walked over to the tent. I went inside. The tent was lit by incandescent light. The inside had solid, plasticky, but thin walls. The top of the structure kind of pointed upward in a pyramid shape, like circus tents do in cartoons. The top was made of tent-like fabric. There was no floor -- just bare soil.

The father and the other person walked into the tent. Somehow, from the conversation, perhaps, I came to understand that this structure was the outer housing for a nuclear reactor. The reactor was now going to be built.

I was here, I now knew, to get a job from the father, who was in charge of building the reactor. I needed a job, since I was going to get into a pretty serious relationship with the father's daughter. After talking with the other person a little more, the father said that I could have a job helping to build the nuclear power plant.

It was now daytime. I was still in the structure, as if no time had passed. But now the structure was a lot taller and bigger: as big as a small warehouse. The ceiling had all kinds of metal piping in it, and it seemed to be separated by a couple of meters from the tops of the walls. There was a guy in a hard-hat, suspended by a wire, working on something between the ceiling and walls.

I somehow knew there was at least one other structure like this. But there may have been two other structures. One of the structures may have been a lot more developed than this one. It may already have had a reactor built inside of it. (I think I was visualizing a cooling tower *inside* this structure.)

The person who'd been talking with the father was now gone. The father may have been around for a second, but now he was gone, too. It was implied that I knew what I was supposed to be doing, so that I should get to work. But I didn't know any of my co-workers, and I was really shy.

Suddenly there was a big explosion. There were a couple other people in the structure with me. Apparently the explosion had come from one of the other structures. We needed to assess the situation. We ran outside.

The area was like a big, vacant dirt lot. But at the end of the lot, maybe 50 meters from the structure I'd been in, was a little shelter like a doorless shelter where farm vehicles could be parked.

I was hardly even outside when I noticed that everybody else was already over in the shelter across the way, putting on raditation suits. There were three or four men in a line, all young, Asian men. They all wore white masks over their mouth and nose.

The men were in different stages of putting on the suits. The suits were yellow, thick, and rubbery. The men had stood into them, apparently, as they lay crumpled on the ground. They'd then pull the yellow suits all the way up over their heads, then zip the suits up. The suits may have had red boots.

I may actually have flown to the shelter to get there faster. I don't think I stopped flying. Instead, still floating, I was looking for a free suit. I saw a couple suits lying crumpled up on the floor, waiting for people to stand into them. So I thought they were available. But looking closer, I noticed they had some men's clothes in them. So, apparently, they were already taken.

I "knew" that there were more suits in an underground storage area just across the lot from this shelter. So I jumped up maybe four or five meters in the air and flew over to the shelter.

The shelter was in an area at the edge of some hillside or canyon. The hillside looked out over a lot of green, rolling hills, like in some kind of juniper- or pinyon-strewn desert. The sky was pale grey. But the horizon was filled with low-hanging, dark grey clouds.

The underground shed was fenced off from everything else by a two-meter-tall wooden fence, which was kind of old and greying. The doors to the underground shed were just like the doors to an old cellar. Their wood was also old and grey, kind of messy.

I lifted up the doors once and looked down into the underground shed. It was really dark and messy. I thought I probably wouldn't be able to find anything down there, let alone a radiation suit. I was also afraid that if I went down there, something would jump up and attack me.

The doors must have fallen shut, because I had to open them again. Only now they were a lot bigger and heavier, though still made out of old, greying wood. They also seemed to be set into a large, heavy, concrete circle.

I needed to get both doors open in order to go inside, but I could only get one door open at a time. I had to fly to lift the doors -- they were either too tall or too heavy for me to lift otherwise. But as soon as I'd get one side open, the other side would fall shut. It somehow reminded me of how I'd get frustrated as a kid, not being able to fold the flaps of a cardboard box.

I may have stood on the ground for a moment, taking some time to figure out how to do this the right way. I looked out at the hillside and grey sky.

I suddenly saw, maybe only 250 meters away, a red and blue passenger plane, a big jumbo jet, flying up into the air rather clumsy. I then noticed that the plane's right wing was entirely gone. The plane seemed to be smoking. I tried to remember whether I'd heard any explosion.

The plane seemed to be trying to pull into the air. In fact, it was pointing almost straight up. But it wasn't going anywhere. It was just bobbing in the air, maybe 100 or 200 meters up in the air.

I kept waiting for some kind of explosion. I figured it the wing had blasted off without an explosion, then something deeper had happened that would work its way out in a huge explosion.

It seemed now like the plane was trying to land. The airport the plane had come from was nearby, across a couple sets of rolling hilltops from the fenced-off area that I was in. The plane was still pointed up in the air, but it seemed to be bobbing back over to the airport.

The plane made a final descent into the airport. But it was still pointing nose-up. I couldn't see it as it descended behind the red-brick walls of the airport (???).

But the plane now seemed to be almost as big as the airport. As it descended -- crashed -- tail-first on the tarmac, it exploded in a big fireball, which only got bigger as the rest of the plane was consumed. A huge fireball now burst up over the tops of the airport's building.

But the exploding airplane was causing other explosions at the airport. I figured these were other planes, exploding from the heat and flames from the first plane's explosion. Soon a huge wave of fire was tearing through the airport. The entire airport was on fire!

Somehow I saw a set of doors at the airport -- as if the airport were now only 50 meters or so away from me. The flames had passed an area, although there was still a lot of brown smoke. The doors around this area were like doors in some sort of theme park or shopping center themed like the Old West.

A husband and wife ran out from one of the doors. They felt, I knew, that now that the flames had passed, they could make a run from the airport. They probably felt that if they stayed at the airport any longer, they'd risk getting caught in a second wave of flames.

So they ran away from the airport. They saw me in the fenced-off area with the underground shed. I waved them in.

The couple was maybe in their early fifties. They looked like they were maybe upper-middle class. The woman may have been pale skinned and a bit overweight, with frizzy, blonde hair. The man was compact but strong, tan, with short, wiry, grey-white hair. He wore a black polo shirt and, possibly, khaki shorts.

The couple may have told me what they had just gone through and that they were trying now to get to safety. I understood that what they meant was that they wanted to get back to their house.

I didn't know where the couple's house was. But I knew that there was a main road farther along the hillside. There were also a really big shopping center and people who could conveniently get the couple a car to get wherever they wanted to get.

But to get the couple to this place, I'd have to fly them there. I thought I could fly both of them there. But I'd have to lift them into the air one at a time. This was more to make sure that each of them wouldn't be afraid of heights as I flew them over the hills.

I *think* I lifted the woman into the air first. But we barely got off the ground before the woman got terribly afraid. I landed again. The woman ran over to some corner of the fenced-off area that had a little outdoor structure like a tool-shelf and work-counter, all made of old wood. The woman wouldn't leave that area. She was hysterical with a fear of heights.

(If it *was* the woman. It may have been the man.)

I now tried to lift the man (? or woman?) into the air. But I found that I couldn't fly up into the air with the man. He was way too heavy. This was surprising to me, as usually my flying had the effect of cancelling out gravity, so that everything I flew with weighed nothing. But the man wasn't losing any weight. He was still heavy.

Dreams #2

I was apparently telling people about a precognitive vision I'd had. It had to do with some kind of nuclear reactor, which looked more like a big piece of old factory equipment, with cogs and gears and cranks and wheels.

I was probably telling two people about my vision. The people may both have been women. They may have been wearing white lab coats.

I told the people that this particular reactor was different than almost other reactors, because two crank-wheels, which, in other machines, were set outside the reactor, were, in this model, set inside the housing of the reactor.

In my mind's eye I could see a small, steel door that opened up to get inside this "reactor" (or huge piece of old-time factory equipment). The inside was mostly gears, all tightly-packed, lit with a kind of dim, incandescent light. There were two crank-wheels, one in front of the other.

I told the people that the problem wasn't actually with the crank-wheels, but with a pane of glass either between or off to the (left --my left (?)) side of the wheels.

This pane of glass had a problem with it. It was forming, inside of itself, red streaks. The red streaks actually looked like drops of blood.

Sooo...I know I kinda got behind on the dream journaling and MILDing over the weekend, but hopefully I can get things back on track here...

1) I went into work, fairly normal day, but far busier than usual. Eventually amid all the craziness, one guy came in and started to mildly cause trouble. He wasn't doing anything so obnoxious we could put him out of the store, but he was bothersome. I went into the back room to do my job in there, and came back out a bit later to see that guy still there, and talking to people in a very strange way...he was brainwashing them. I spoke to some other people he had already brainwashed--people I knew before--and they were completely different. In a daze, unable to hear me, repeating bizarre phrases, and quickly turning to displaying aberrant moods and behavior. Before long, these people had turned into zombies, and all my coworkers with them. Since I had been in the back, only I didn't get the brainwash treatment. I ran back to the stock room and locked the door. My boss was in there, too. "What are we going to do? Have you seen what's going on out there!?" I asked in a panic. "Yes...I...I don't know." I'd never heard him sound so discouraged before. We looked all over for a place to hide before the zombies broke through the door, but there was nowhere safe enough for us to plan on surviving for more than 30 seconds. Eventually my boss gave up. "I'm sorry." He said, just before a bullet went into my head. It didn't kill me, but after I turned and saw my boss holding the gun, I fell to the floor like I was dead anyway, to keep him from shooting again. As I lay there, I heard another gunshot go off, and this time my boss fell to the floor. I guess he would have rather died by his own hand than by the zombies. After a minute, I recovered from the wound and picked up my boss's gun (which strangely turned from a pistol to a shotgun when I picked it up). The zombies were close to breaking through. I quickly went out the back door and locked it, but it did little good. All around me outside things had turned into a wasteland covered with zombies. I had little hope of survival, but I didn't give up so easily. I went everywhere looking for a safe place, taking out zombies with my shotgun all the way. I woke up before finding anywhere.

Dream Signs: highly unusual events, being at work, zombies

October 31, 2011

This dream is a fragment in which I almost became lucid. I was so close that it wasn't even funny! The bridge in my dream is one that has been in many before, but I didn't realize it until now.

I was standing on this bridge/park thing over a river. It was a cool day, and it was slightly raining out, just a trickle. The bridge was made out of stone, and had a few different levels (I'll post a picture soon).

A biker whizzed by me, and I got annoyed. "Hello?" I shouted at him. "I'm trying to induce a lucid dream here!" Frustrated, I stormed away and started exploring the different rocks around the bridge. There were some other parts, that I'm sure of, but I can't remember them. My memory is too hazy.

Category: Dream Fragment

Lucidity: 2/10
Clarity: 2/10
Length: 6/10
Enjoyment: 3/10
Overall: 4.25/10