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Hmm, so, my first dream journal entry...


Leading a Protest

I am some sort of princess, or otherwise famous person, in the midst of a protest (the people need more land to plant yams... I don't know either.). Within the crowd are rows of "hedges," made from something vaguely grass-like, which are our crops. I need to trim the ones belonging to my family before I can join in the protest. As I go, I overhear people talking about how I'll be the one to lead the protest and get them what they need, and wondering how I'll do it. I over hear that I am known as "the Scythe" because my scythe is well... scythe shaped (apparently nobody else's is?), and just as I start thinking this is strange, I notice other people also working, and I am, indeed, the only person with a scythe-shaped scythe. The others are odd boxy contraptions, and mine is apparently old fashioned. Every once in a while, I'll pass my mother, and we have a conversation in which she more or less tells me off for what I'm about to do. Glowing patterns start appearing on the hedges while we talk, and she quickly chops them off. I finish, and start running around riling up the protesters by screaming and waving my scythe in the air, and damaging the hedges near the front of the crowd, which belong to the king. Eventually, the king comes out, dressed in very elaborate robes and headdress, and starts gesturing to the crowd to calm down. I approach him, and then wake up.

Frustrating Awakenings

I'm still in bed, and my little sister and mom come in. My sister starts telling me about how she was talking to the police officer at the high school, and that she found out he likes facebooking, and sent me a message, and that I really should be more active on facebook. She hands me a stack of photos, the one on top being a photo of my facebook profile, and I look at the time of the most recent message (11:32pm) and tell her that this was sent after I went to bed, so how could I have answered it? I then notice it was from my friend J, something about breeding her horse and genetic testing, and ask my sister what this has to do with the police officer, since I can't see any messages from him anywhere.

Suddenly I'm at a cross country competition, and I'm showing my mom the rest of the photos, which were taken by my friend J of her friend competing with her horse at the competition. My mom starts leaving, and I follow, explaining how the riders judge the distance between jumps by walking the course before hand. She starts talking to a man, but I can't hear the conversation.

I wake up, and lean over the stool beside my bed where I keep a pad of paper, and write down the dream. I show it to my mom and my sister, and we have a conversation about the dream I just had.

Then I wake up again, confused for a moment, and once again lean over the stool to write down the dream, plus the false awakening. And then go back to sleep.

And then I wake up AGAIN (for real this time), and realize that I didn't actually wake up the last time ("Oh my GOD" *headwall*) and write down the dream for a third time.

As a side note, I have been attempting a dream journal for three days, and this is now the third day in a row I've had a false awakening to write down my dream (unfortunately the other two times, once I woke up for real, I couldn't remember the dream).

I haven't found the time to post here lately, but I've still been keeping a written journal.

In one of the dreams, I was laying on my bed, reading a book. The blinds in my room were wide open so I could see clearly out the windows. It was the evening, so it was dark out.

I then looked up to the window when I saw something in the sky. I thought it was nothing, so I kept reading. Then the things came really close to the window I could see that they were large UFOs. There were about three or four of the huge flying saucers. They had red lights on them and everything. By this time, I had rolled onto the floor closer to the window and I was paralyzed, unable to move. I screamed for my family to come save me, but when they arrived the UFOs were gone in in their place a large floating white-coloured dog. I screamed so loud and then I woke up.

It was the first dream in a long time where I felt terrified upon waking.

The next dream was last night, I was in a mall and I was talking about exam scores with a classmate. We went to the mall and ate cooked and buttered cabages.

Then later I was at the store with my cat, Mango, and he started to play dead. (Or he thought he was dead).

That's all I got!

DJ Log: February 28, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am sitting inside a large electrical junction box, connecting some wiring together. Noticing that the box is moving around slightly, I stand up to see that the box I am sitting in is floating in the middle of the ocean. I look at my hands and count 7 fingers in my right hand and 4 on my left. This leaves me with no choice but to become lucid. I can see that there is another large junction box not too far away. I climb down into the conduit and crawl to the other junction box, thinking that there should be a boat right next to the box when I arrive.

I climb out and there is a medium sized fishing boat tied off to the box. I climb aboard and try to figure out how to start the engine. The dashboard looks much like a jet aircraft, as there are entirely too many buttons, switches and pilot lights for me to figure out. I close my eyes and press a random button and the engine starts. I look back at the dashboard, and there is only one button in the middle under the steering wheel. There is a shifter lever on the steering wheel, much like an automobile with automatic transmission, so I put it in “D” and press the gas pedal. The boat accelerates rapidly and I try to make my way to the nearest land.

My alarm clock goes off and I wake up, cussing the clock. I think I will set it 10 minutes ahead of where it's currently set.

dreamBirthday Party

I’m in the car with Pehry. He’s driving pretty recklessly with someone else in the front seat telling him to slow down. We take a sharp turn into my dad’s auto shop. The parking lot is full of tiny cars for children but exact versions of their bigger counterparts. I keep saying I want one, and then remember that I “have” one, a tiny tan minivan. It’s parked out back.

We get out and go into my dad’s shop. It’s a party inside; it’s my birthday! My family and friends are all inside. No one pays too much attention to me, but in my dream world this isn’t strange and I am content just walking around looking at the things in the shop.

I walk over to my Nana who is sitting around a turntable. There are old nursery rhyme records all stacked on it. I go through it and each one is colored and decorated with story elements: one is green with a frog, one is red with a pony, one is blue with a bear, etc.

My mom comes over to me and gives me a little ticket. It says “dunk house” and I interpret this as a ticket for me to go into one of those dunk booths at the fair. I quickly give it back to her, and she explains that my Nana is in the dunk house at the fair this year and with this ticket I can dunk her no matter if I hit the target or not.

Everyone keeps doing their thing at this mini-party and Autumn comes in from somewhere. She has her school bag, and I “know” that the door behind me connects to a few classrooms. Because she’s really big, everyone gets nervous and kind of moves towards the middle of the room to make room for her (she’s not THAT big).

She comes over to me and talks about missing a certain project that she’ll have to re-do.

“What? No, that project was that we had to listen to records in class. Why would you have to do that out of school? It’s so easy and dumb,” I say. She has her usual bad attitude and just shrugs her shoulders and says mean shit about everyone around us.
Someone outside is driving a specially-made car.

“Isn’t that the car Marty made that runs off blood instead of gasoline?” I say.

“Yeah I know about Marty,” Autumn retorts as if it’s “cool” to know Marty and she wanted to make sure I knew that she knew about him. We talk about how the problem with the car is that the blood soaks through the seats and stuff so your clothes get bloody and you can’t keep papers on the seats and stuff like that.

Fragment

I walk into a really small classroom. There’s a substitute teacher (who is an actual teacher at a school I went to) and a chocolate cake sitting on the only table in the room.

“Fuck yeah!” I say as I come in and sit down. The kids behind me are excited too: cake and a substitute. I have déjà vu (or perhaps I dreamed this before, or perhaps a dream memory) that I had been to this class and had cake before.

I get a little embarrassed because I don’t know how to sit without being too close to anyone. Kate (a…friend of mine) is here. We all take big slices of cake and talk about dumb things.

We have a project to do in class: listen to a few certain records. The teacher changes from the substitute to my old U.S. History teacher.

Fragment

Jack, Heather and I are looking through a big dumpster of metal scraps, looking for good pieces to put into a trash compactor. We are having a lot of fun doing this.

Fragments of Fragments

• A room made of zebra print. Not painted over or wallpapered, but the structure is the patterns of zebras.
• I check a letter written to Morpheus, looking for a response. I go through sheet after sheet, looking for markings.
• I go downstairs and make myself toast.

So I was reading the peanutbutter thread yesterday, but there is no peanut butter in this household, so I had to settle with a banana. Nevertheless, I had quite a few dreams, some where vivid, and I can definitely recall more than on average.

In the first dream I was at my old neighborhood, there was an event. I asked a friend what's going on, he said that he had to wrestle with someone.I listened to the man with the microphone, and he said that the wrestling fight will be tomorrow.

Still in my neighborhood, I am walking with a girl I don't know and with her dog, it was big and white. I think I could've been lucid, because I focused on the enviroment and thought how real everything was, but I can't remember that dream much. Anyway, we were going to a house, and inside I was petting the dog. The girl was saying something to me, can't remember, I think I didn't even listened.

The first war dream, I was at a beach at night, the enemy was in a castle. We were constantly making advances, I fragged a fair share of them. I think we won in the end, because in the next dream I was alive, and me and a friend were looking at a statistic, who made the most kills and so on. I can remember how much I did and my friend. Well anyway, the beach was getting strange at this point already. Characters from Zelda-Majora's Mask were appearing (the creepy ones), but we didn't pay much attention. Me and my friend decided to charge in a house nearby, because we thought there were enemies too.

The next dream, I was at my old neighborhood again, but I had to go to another war zone, this time in Usbekistan. So I take my bike out, and ride, ride through half of germay and whole poland, I saw many cities and lights (it was night all the time). Near the border to Usbekistan (In my dream, Usbekistan had the location of the Ukraine), I didn't know the right way anymore, morning sun was setting just now. There were many signposts, all with weird names on it, but none of them was helping me. An older woman on a bike was passing by, I asked her if she knew the way. She said she has no clue, so I took my map out and we looked at it. But it didn't help, so I settled in a nearby dorm. After a while, an allied soldier came in and we shook hands, he said: "What a luck we found you here, you still have some of our stuff in your backpack." I remembered that I was looking after them before I started my journey, and then asked if they had a free seat in their car.

The next dream was at the beach again, but I wasn't a soldier anymore, it was more of a fantasy setting. The zelda-characters had some meaning now, and there was a woman with white hair, I think we where enemies. Despite that, we were walking together from the beach to a camp, looks like we were in the same fraction. While we walked, we talked about our differences, and I suggested that even if we don't like each other, we could still sleep together. The woman was shocked at first, but I could see in her eyes that she wasn't completely refusing the idea. Later in the camp, some people came to me, asking about the arrow in my left shoulder. They tried to draw it out, but only one half came out, one said it was fake. I thought that my cover was blown, and woke up.

Wow, last night I had the best dream recall of my life. I can recall 5 full dreams plus fragments. No lucids unforunately.

I am stranded on a desert island with lots of other people and are awaiting rescue. Whilst waiting however, we are attacked by huge flying insects, they were completely blue and looked like beatles with wings. Luckily, they are easy to fight off and our next focus is to eat. The trees all have large fruits on them so we tuck into those and continue our wait. We get a message from our rescuer saying that they're on the island but strugglingt to find us, everybody panics. This annoys me and I start looking for an iphone. I eventually snatch one off of somebody and shout "Google maps, you idiots!". As soon as I look at the screen it has large red markers indicating where we need to go. We climb the sandy ridge behind us and lo and behold there awaits a fleet of helicopters to rescue us.

I am at a school disco type scenario, bad DJ, colourful lights, buffet, the works. They're also selling alcohol, hooray! I'm with Em and the DJ declares us the best couple of the night, we celebrate by ballroom dancing. When this dance ends the DJ announces that they will be selling cuddly toys to everyone. As if on cue, hundreds of small, blue plushies with big eyes come running out onto the dancefloor. All of the girls fall in love with them instantly and I assume I'll have to buy one for Em. We carry on dancing and I see my flatmate Toby who is dancing with another girl. I go up to him and teach him a ridiculous dance, which to my delight he does happily.
Em and I decide it's time for a break from the dancing and run out of one of the fire escapes, kissing eachother and getting quite close. Before anything can progress further the door opens are we're spotted, so reluctantly return. Once back at the party I see some people from my primary school, GG, JS and JF. They all try to sneak out of the fire escape too, drunk. This fails miserably as they're caught straight away and sent back in. Next thing I know, GG is trying to leave with a pile of suitcases which he can barely move. Because he is so drunk, my seminar teacher G refuses to let him go.

I think this next dream started off in a cramped sauna where I farted. Em laughed at me and said I was disgusting. Upon leaving though, I somehow discover I have food poisoning and need to contact my Mum for help. I decide that instead of texting her, I'm going to rearrange some pictures of the Easter Island statues to make a message. Emily laughs at this and I'm at first insulted, because I think she is referring to the fact I'm calling my Mum for help. It turns out that she's laughing at my way of communicating the message.

I'm in an indoor athletics arena with a blue 400m track. Lots of my friends are gathered around and we're all taking turns to run the 100m. We're split into two teams with red and blue bibs, each with our own number. I am number 14. Numbers 1 - 7 race first but I think the dream skips here until my race. 8-14 are next up and once we all line up all of our numbers have turned to 14 like mine. The race is taking a while to begin and I look over to see that an old teacher is reading a newspaper and laughing, instead of starting the race. I head over and find that there is a ridiculous picture of me on the front cover, also VH and somebody else are on there. I find this embarrassing and then the dream ends.

I'm going into Cranborne and it's extremely busy. I assume that all of next years students are taking a look around. As I head upstairs I bump into a red haired girl who keeps eye contact with me all the way until I get to the second floor, this is a bit creepy. On my floor I find lots of foreign students who are frantically searching around. One speaks to me in German and I do not understand. He gestures to a sheet of paper and I see that they're searching for the letters of the alphabet which are hidden around the halls. I say I can't help but will show them the posters on the wall in my flat as long as they don't come in. I open the door and gesture to show them the big collection we have. I realise I have left my keys in the door so run back to grab them and once I turn around, a German boy is in the flat. I shout at him to leave but he goes into my room instead. I have a wooden bunkbed in my room which Kass is sitting on, reading a magazine. He's alarmed at the boy's presence and tries to get him to leave. I eventually shout at him to "get the fuck out of my room and out of my flat". He goes into the hall and starts putting his shoes on, this angers me further that he has had the cheek to take off his shoes. When I look back at him he has turned into I_. I think to myself, don't focus your anger on him, that's the problem with dreams, you can get people mixed up easily. The German boy reappears behind him, stands up, then leaves.

I am sifting through a pile of rubble and I find Gadaffi in it who has died. I am ecstatic and carry him off with someone else to show the world. When I look down at him he has turned into and inch high metal figurine whose head has broken off. This seems perfectly normal and we carry on our way.

I cannot believe I didn't become lucid where the part in red is! Quite annoyed at this but proud of my huge recall.

Today I had 2 long, detailed dreams, but none of which were lucid.

The first dream involved 4 people that I know from college, but I don't talk them very often. The dream started in 'H' house, with 'H' and 'J' sitting opposite me and with 'L' and 'E' sitting to my right. 'L' was doing a test on a ipod touch which tested how likely you are to give in to something, from which he scored 58%
Then I proceeded to do the test and score 48%
Shortly after, we left the house. The area outside his house looked like one of the houses I used to walk past everyday to walk to school, but after turning around, the area was located somewhere completely different. 'E' asked me where I was going, to which I described where I live and he replied saying he knows where it is and to follow him and 'L'

But as soon as he said to follow him, I turned back round to look at the place which looked familiar and upon looking back, they were gone. I started to jog towards the house, which now had a dark corner with trees hanging over the fences. As I approached, One of the old teaching assistance's that I used to have walked back and said hello, to which I replied...

As soon as I went around the corner, 'L' and 'E' were there. We walked up a little, where we were now surrounded in a forest with loads of huts. At first I thought these huts were like gypsy homes, but it turns out they were bus stops. As I was standing there confused, 'L' and 'E' ran off into one of the bus huts.

It sort of got confusing then, but a bus arrived and I was standing there looking into the bus, trying to get 'E' attention, but to no avail. (I didn't know how to get home} Then the dream ended and I woke up.

(I have no idea what this dream was about, but the next one was even more strange)
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This dream (I believe) is a dream that I have had before. Basically we are on a set of 'Only fools and horses' but only we are in a forest and a large hut. There is a prop tank outside, and there is also a prop built into the hut. Imagine a large truck reversed into the hut, but around the truck, the wooden planks had been built, so you could actually see it, but you could see it from the outside. There was a guy dressed in a white robe and a bold head talking to Rodney and Del ('R' and 'D') about him buying something off them. I can't remember what this was, but during the whole time, the tank kept on shooting its missiles. As the man in the white robe ran out, 'R' and 'D' started to panic about the tank. 'D' ran outside and then I appeared next to 'R' and I asked him that 'Surely the tank can't be real?'

Then I was woken up to get ready for college

(Again, I have no idea what this was about, I haven't even watched OFAH for a couple of years, but I think I have had this setting before)

Im talking about the "bear thing" which happened in Lempäälä, and Im saying to some 2 guys that the "bear" was only a dog.

I had some really weird dreams last night. I've been having some real doozies lately, but I quickly forget them.

Anyhow, last night, in one dream the face of a man was being sawed off along his mouth. Even though he was quite dead, I could hear his screams inside my head. As the person kept sawing, sand started pouring out of his face. I was more fascinated than mortified/upset.
In another dream, I gave birth to a boy and a girl, one week (or 1 month) apart lol. I kept losing them and forgetting to feed them. They didn't have names or birth certificates yet because I gave birth to them at home. I kept thinking if one of them died, I wouldn't go to jail because no one knew I had them :O But them I found them and never let them leave my side after that. I was going to college so I kept asking my parents to buy me 2 baby carriers because juggling them plus my books was proving impossible.
I was failing one of my classes because I could never find it.

>>Part of that last dream was the result of my youngest daughter complaining about the school not letting them use backpacks. Her shoulders are very lax and it's causing her problems.

I dreamed of a large building, of flying.
Here recently, it's been difficult for me to fly. I can barely leave the ground.
I dreamed of the ocean and people drowning. I dreamed of the beach in winter and secluded trails.

Night before last, I dreamed I was losing my teeth. My upper molars were horribly loose, and when I placed my finger between the tooth and my gum, it was so loose I just pulled the teeth out. I pulled them out because I had horrible toothaches. One of the molars was about a foot long and extremely heavy lol

>>I had that dream because my youngest daughter has to have her wisdom teeth removed and we spoke about it right before bed. I have to reschedule her because another appointment can't be moved.

But that evening, I took a Seroquel to help me fall asleep. It's my nature to fight against sleep, but when utterly exhausted, I finally laid down. My youngest daughter walked into my room at that point to ask me something, and she had purple hair lol. I blinked a few times, telling myself I was seeing things (not uncommon for me when exhausted), and sure enough, the purple slowly disappeared lol. I've not had that happen for a REALLY long time

This is copied from my old dream journal, it's one of the only ones in there worth putting up. It's also the longest non-lucid I've ever recorded.

Dream Lucid Notes/Observations

I'm in military training, and not doing well, when an alarm sounds. aliens attack the planet we're on. (These are basically xenomorph aliens, like the movies, but with some minor differences in appearance and behavior) Me, my best friend James, and a few others are left behind while the military goes across the ocean to fight. They never come back.

After a while the aliens attack the complex (a huge industrial/military/business complex of glass and steel that goes right out into the ocean) en mass and we hold them off at the stairs with 2 laser rifles and some regular guns. They back us into a corner before going into some sort of healing stasis.

James feeds our pet shark before going out for a swim with it to look for help.Meanwhile I go up to the 3rd floor and salvage some laser pistols, grenades, flash-bangs, and energy cells. On the way back I meet some people and invite them to join us.

While they're settling in I take a second shark and go out to look for James. While swimming I spot a Mossy Shark (a giant vegetarian shark named for the long trail of algae/moss that grow from its head) I try to tame it, but only get to pet it. I can't find james, but when I get back he's returned.

There is now an alien spider (maybe a large facehugger, I'm not sure) egg that one of the new guys messes with and wakes up the aliens. A few people die, and I get acid burns, but we cripple the queen, putting them back into stasis. Unable to defend our position any longer, we leave.

As we're going we meet more people, all gathering in a theater to watch the new Batman movie. I tell everyone it's a bad idea and try to get them to come upstairs and bunker down.James and a few others agree, but the guys carrying my laser rifle convinces half to go watch the movie. one of the women in the group gives me the box of supplies and apologizes. I try to get my rifle back, but the guy won't give it to me. So I leave, yelling "I saved your life!" at him.

On my way upstairs to find James and the others I continue to salvage, finding a bag of peanut butter and apple sauce in a stairwell. As I'm leaving some guy in a trench coat calls my name and tries to stop me.I go to kick him off the stariwell, and as he's falling I wake up.

I drew some pictures to illustrate, if I can get my scanner working I'll upload them...

Interesting dream the other night.

The dream starts with me in my room at home. An attractive female friend from college is there, and we begin to hook up, as we often do. It begins getting intense and clothes start coming off. I do just about everything with her except sex and for a while it's great, but then I notice she is suddenly pissed off. She refuses to reciprocate and instead leaves me and goes off to help my dad fix a light bulb. Most definitely the strangest rejection I've ever received, even for a dream.

This part ends and the dream turns into a video game I had sunk a lot of hours into as a kid. The game is Final Fantasy 7, except not only am I in the game but everything about it is better and more exciting. I'm only in the beginning part and I'm getting all these cool abilities and leveling up obnoxiously fast. Then I realize my guys are down to very low health. I try to heal them but they get killed before I can do anything. This leads to me being in some huge square room underground with some shirtless guy running around taunting me. I begin to chase him because my dream logic tells me that's what I'm supposed to be doing. Definitely a WTF moment. Unfortunately that's the last thing I remember.

I watched this subliminal lucid dream induction video the other night in hopes of increasing my chances of having one, and the night after I had the longest most vivid LD I've had in a long time. Unfortunately I barely had any control the whole dream, but it was still pretty sick.

I gained lucidity in the lobby of my dorm building, possibly by an RC caused by a knuckle crack. The instant it happened, dream quality started fading rapidly. I thought, "Fuck, there's no way I'm giving another one of these up." I rubbed my hands together, repeating to myself the phrase, "I am lucid, the world is vivid." The instant my hands touched it was like an earthquake hit my dream and I heard loud static. I feel like I even peeked an eye open just a tiny bit and thinking I was rubbing my hands together in real life, wondering what my roommates would think if they saw me doing that asleep. However, through enough concentration I managed to bring the dream back and make a complete recovery.

In order to come back into the dream I had to change the setting. I saw a spaceship flying through space and my perspective glided like a camera angle towards the ship until I was inside it. Then I realized I was in my body inside the ship. I still want to fly, so I try to crack the glass of the ship. Hitting it fails, and I try to exert some kind of control. Some sort of blue energy flows out of my hands and I think I crack the glass a little, but to no avail. Instead I decide since I'm in a spaceship I might as well attempt the TotM. The spaceship sort of turns into a flying bus and we begin to land on an alien planet. I look out the window on the way down. I see a foggy rainforest which I take to be an alien planet, followed by something that looks like a cat sitting in the grass. Then I see large orange scaly aliens in a Mayan-style civilization. They are walking around with spears and I can't wait to talk to them.

The ship hits some turbulence on the way down and as I am standing up at this point, I fall on a female crew member. Seeing as she has large breasts, I can't help myself. I have some fun with that for a while and she seems to be enjoying it, but then I decide it's time to do my task. I walk to the front of the bus, and suddenly FA into my dorm room. I forget to reality check and this is where I lose all lucidity.

The dream was still pretty interesting and vivid after this point. I was exploring some deluxe dorm room that my friend Melissa had gotten. It has different color spotlights and crazy 70's style stuff everywhere. Someone comes to the door and for some reason I answer it. It's some random girl I've never seen and we have awkward conversation while I wonder why she's there. At some point I end up back in my room, and there's a black girl I've never met before in my room. She shakes my hand and doesn't let go at first and I can tell she's interested in me. Then, out of nowhere, she leaves. The dream ends anticlimactically.

Next time I have to try to keep my cool when I reach lucidity. Gotta work on dream control too. It's going to be hard to have a flying dream if I can't even get outside. Sometimes I just want to smash through the walls and go straight into flying, but I can't quite figure out how. It's definitely frustrating, but I'm sure it will come with time. I'm definitely going to keep watching that subliminal video though. That shit might just work.

Nightmare Changes
I am in a strange place, I look around to see where I am. It is a wide open plane that looks pretty desolate, the sky is a strange color of orange with some strange wispy clouds floating around up there. It is a strange looking place, but for some reason this doesn't make me lucid.

So I search around for a while to see if I can figure out what's going on. I soon find a couple of people in the vast area. One of them is familiar to me, my first thought is that it is Nomad. He is there with someone else, I somehow know that one is a dream demon. Nomad and the dream demon are exchanging heated words. The dream demon is laughing at Nomad, saying he can never die. Nomad doesn't take the dream demon seriously, he says he knows the dream demon can't die, so how about if the dream demon has no ability to stay together and suddenly exists everywhere but is unable to do anything… eternal pain. The dream demon looks shocked at that idea, seems to be afraid of it. He says please don't do that… then he starts changing form repeatedly into an array of twisted and deformed forms, and he is doing it really quickly. I hear the demon say he won't let it happen, then he self destructs, exploding in a blinding flash of light. When the light fades everything else has changed, too.

Now we are in a bright green and sunny place that looks like paradise. Something still seems wrong. I search around and find one of the shadows of a tree is much darker than others. I approach the shadow and it comes to life, this is the dream demon. Witchblade forms into a sword and I cut the thing in half before it can attack me, though it is about to do so. After the dream demon is gone everything around me fades to black.

Déjà Vu
I am in a room watching a television display, there is a sequence of action going on there. The scene is a fancy dinner, there is a man at the head of the table, I know he is a notorious terrorist, responsible for the deaths of thousands. He is making a toast to a plan he has going on that will kill thousands more, he says no one will ever forget or underestimate the Crimson Knights again. I see myself at the table eating, I pick up my glass of wine and toast the asshole's health… then I add that I hope he enjoyed it before throwing two daggers at the same time. Both of the daggers strike lethal points on the asshole, one in the heart, one right in the jugular. He collapses onto the table and then falls to the side onto the floor, pulling a large amount of things onto the floor with him. Then the scene shifts, and now I really am at the table, I really am at the dinner. Everyone is talking and eating, I see some chocolate treats and I eat a couple. The terrorist leader gets up and proposes his toast. After he gets up and begins his toast, everyone else is toasting his good health. I have the daggers, but can I really throw them effectively? I know I can, because I already saw myself do it! I get up and make the comment I saw myself make on the video, then I throw the daggers, and he collapses just like in the video. Everyone is in shock, staring between me and the man who just collapsed, so I take advantage of the confusion to make my exit. I head to the nearest window, we are on what appears to be the third floor. I grab hold of some fancy curtains, and jump out the window, the curtains gradually unravel until I land on the ground, rather hard, but not too bad. I am making my exit from the area when I wake.

Déjà Vu Vu
I am at what looks like a festival of some kind, there are lots of people who seem to be very happy and celebrating something. I'm not sure what they are celebrating, but I also think this is not that important. There is someone there with me, I think it is Altaïr. We are looking for some people that we know are looking to kill someone, we are trying to make sure the killing doesn't happen. I see some people walking around, but there aren't very many that seem to stand out at all. And the ones that do don't stand out in any suspicious way. I know who we are looking for, and those are not the right people. I finally spot the targets, there are a few men in red and black robes, those are the killers. There are three of them, I need to make sure they don't see me, because they will surely recognize me just as easily as I recognize them. I find Altaïr and I tell him I have found the targets. Now the two of us follow the enemies until they are in an isolated space where no one will notice what happens. It turns out they also knew we were there, now they're looking to eliminate us just as we are looking to get rid of them. They seem unaware that we know them, however, and we still manage to take them by surprise and get each of them with a quick strike. We move the bodies to a place where they won't be found for a long while before leaving the scene and merging back in with the crowd.


Assassinate the Assassin
I am in a hotel with Altaïr, and we are looking for a specific room. I am looking at Altaïr for quite a few minutes before this finally seems odd enough to make me do a reality check. I discover I am dreaming. I look around the hotel and think about different goals. The only goal that comes to mind is the task for the LPTC that involves killing the person that killed Martin Luther King. I realize I have absolutely no memory of how this event really took place, I really am not sure how to make the task work. Since I don't know how the task is supposed to happen, I decide to go with my best estimation. I wonder if that will make a difference on whether or not it counts for the LPTC task. Well, either way, I can do the task this way. I make my way through the hotel looking for the killer, I come to one of the rooms and I see a man in the halls with a gun. He is also moving like he doesn't want to be seen. I move quietly up behind the man and get him from behind with my hidden blade. He falls to the ground, dead. I see there is another man breaking into a room. I have to get there in time to stop him from killing MLK, but it turns out I didn't need to worry. Altaïr is right behind him and takes him out before he can go anywhere. I look into the room the man was breaking into and I see that MLK is in the room coming in off of a balcony, he is looking at Altaïr and me with a strange look. I'm not sure what to say at this point, I finally tell him to keep believing, perhaps one day everyone will truly be seen as equal.


Blood in the Water
I am at what looks like an amazing water park of some kind, it is a huge place, there are so many pools and waterfalls and rivers flowing around. There are many plants and flowers, it is definitely beautiful. But there are also killers roaming in the group, and I know they have to be stopped. There is someone else there with me, he is familiar to me… MoSh? I'm not sure if it is MoSh or not, just as I wasn't sure earlier if it was Nomad. But he is there helping me track down the killers in the water park. I know who I'm looking for, though I am thinking blending in at a water park and still having my hidden blade would be rather difficult. But it isn't… my hidden blade collapses into the size of a bracelet, which is my Witchblade, though I don't think of this at the time. MoSh is there with me, and we head off in separate directions. I know the killers when I see them, I'm not sure how I know this, but I am certain of it. I see there are certain people at the water park who are not there to have fun. I spot one, go casually over behind him, knife him with my hidden blade, then I walk casually away before he even collapses. I hear people behind me responding to the man's collapse, but I don't look back. I just keep going. I find another one in the men's locker room, he is the only one there. He looks over at me and seems to assume I followed him in there because I think he's hot… he is sooooo not hot. But I play along until I'm close enough to take him down. I go back outside and now I see MoSh, who is on the other side of the pool with his arm around a man like they're buddies. MoSh helps the man sit down in a chair and then leaves. It will be a while before anyone notices the man is actually dead. I see one of the killers is about to attack his target. There is no time to get over there before it's too late. I grab a knife from a table, it seems to be a knife used to cut steak, though it seems awfully big even for that… It is perfect for my needs, though. I pick up the knife and throw it at the man, it gets imbedded in the man's chest, killing him before he can attack his target.


Killer Movies
I am outside of a movie theater with my mother, waiting in line to get a ticket for a movie. We get to the front of the line and she buys tickets for us to two different movies, but then she says we won't actually be going to the movies at all. The man in the box office seems to think we are nuts, but he doesn't care. My mother goes to one of the movies, I separate from her and go to the other. I have a job to do in there. I am lured to the concessions stand by the smell of fresh popcorn. I order some popcorn, momentarily distracted from my mission, and the woman behind the counter hands me a big bag of popcorn. I pay her and walk away, looking at the popcorn, dripping with butter… movie theater popcorn with loads of butter… yum… I am heading for the theater and munching on popcorn, then I start wondering how many points I'll have to count for this… probably a lot. I decide it doesn't matter, what I have to do in the theater is much more important. I head into the movie theater and search the seats until I find the person I am looking for. I know who he is. He is a serial killer, but there isn't enough evidence to arrest him. Now there he is enjoying the movie just like everyone else, and his after-movie activity probably involves torturing some woman to death. His MO… to tie the woman up and see how many times he can stab her with a pen knife and not kill her, because he seems to find it very rewarding to watch them bleed out. He takes his time, carefully planning out each stab, he seems to find each one like an intense sexual experience… I have the images of him making his kills playing out in my mind, talk about TMI, this was definitely TMI. The woman has long curly blonde hair, looks to be in her early 20's, the man is sitting on top of her, she is tied to the bed… he is caressing her with the blade and then suddenly plunges the blade in to her shoulder. She tries to scream but can't because she is gagged, though she is crying. I sit down in the seat directly behind the killer. An image of the man sinking his knife into the woman's abdomen… another muffled scream. Just to be sure, I tap the man on the shoulder and ask for the time. He curses at me and tells me to go have sexual relations with myself. The killer sinking his knife into the woman's thigh and cutting slowly, more muffled screams. Damn! I don't need to see this! The man is the killer. I use my hidden blade and kill him instantly. I leave him sitting in the seat at the movie, no one will know he's dead until I'm long gone.

I found myself laying on my bed looking at my phone downloading some random application. I was thinking about a girl from the dream right before this. I then walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror and noticed my teeth were all crooked. Specifically my right incisor was pushed out and to the left. I thought this was weird, but then I also noticed some greyish plaque on that right incisor. I started scrapping it off with my fingernail when the tooth broke in half. I immediately started freaking out, looking in the mirror I could see the roots still in my gums dripping blood. I picked up the tooth and started thinking about how awful an experience was and that I must be dreaming because it was so bad. However, since I was freaking out so much I wasn't able to properly identify the dream. (This is the only time I have ever questioned reality in a dream and not immediately become lucid). I started yelling and freaking out not knowing what to do. I grabbed my tooth and walked out of my bathroom still screaming. I walked into the kitchen and collapsed to my knees and then looked out the window. I noticed that there was some guy working on his truck out in front of my house. I noticed that the front lawn didn't look like it should, I was confused but had already decided that it wasn't a dream so I knew that it was real. I looked down at the broken tooth in my hand and then back out the window. This time I was really convinced that it didn't look like it should. I stared down at the ground and thought how this HAS to be a dream and then forced my self awake.

So this is the dream that got me back into LD and led me to DreamViews. ]

Dream Lucid Random Notes/Observations

Me and my fiance (Jess) are at some sort of Halloween themed club or party, everybody but us is wearing crazy clothes and spooky masks. The place is huge (this is a sort of dream sign for me, building that are way too large or have physically impossible internal dimensions) and falling apart, and is lit only by candles and gas lanterns. In order to be accepted at the party they ask us to go find a Jack-o-lantern doll that is hidden somewhere in the building.

So we take off looking for the doll, searching everywhere for what seems like hours. After a while my feet start to hurt, and I look down and notice that my pants are in shreds, and I'm only wearing one shoe. Some how this makes me realize that I'm dreaming. So the first thing I do is change what I'm wearing, giving myself flowing black silk clothes and some badass metal boots. But I don't seem to be fully lucid because I decide to go along with the dream plot, though I cheat and make it so that the next place we look we find the doll. After returning it to the leaders of the masked people I decide to go have more fun. I find an empty hallway and repair it, making everything shiny and new, mostly white marble. And then I decide I want to walk on the ceiling, (this has always been a goal of mine, though I still haven't managed) but instead of trying to walk up a wall or something I float myself upside down and try to put my feet on the ceiling. This proves to be too hard and I give up and lose lucidity. I go back to the party until I wake up, but I don't remember any more of the dream.