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This dream is very fuzzyI was flying above the road and someone was with me. They commented on how close I came to the telephone wires. I told them I was either going to have to get up above the telephone poles or drop down a little lower.

I was running along an uneven, wooden boardwalk that ran along the length of the top floor of several buildings set close together. Sometimes I would have to go up or down a few steps as I came to the junctions between the buildings, where there were also stairs to the other levels. It was a typical hot,humid night. When I arrived at my apartment, I slowed down to catch my breath. I put my hand to my side and it was wet. I was wearing a short cotton dress that was drenched in sweat. I would need to go into my apartment briefly to change before I continued on my way. The door to my apartment was around the corner of the building. It was the only one that faced that direction, and beyond that were the stairs to go down to the lower levels. As I turned the corner, I was immersed in darkness. I loved that about my apartment. I could look out at the rest of the city at night and no one else could see where I stood. I pulled the wet dress up over my head and off. I could feel a slight breeze hit my moist body. I briefly looked out at the apartments across the way. They did not have a breezeway, but individual balconies. No one was out tonight. Most people had their sliding glass doors open wide to catch what ever slight breeze came their way. I could hear their music and voices and see into many of their apartments. Some of them had laundry hanging up. I turned and went into my apartment. As i closed the door, something stopped it from shutting. I pushed harder and some one was pushing back. I became scared and pushed with all my might. Just before the door shut, I could see the green eyes of a woman looking in at me through the crack of the door as the light from the apartment shined on them. I didn't Know who it was, but they weren't coming in... at least not until I was dressed. The woman's voice called out "This is Saiyen, I need to get a message to Karim. Karim was someone I worked with and trusted. He had a sister named Saiyen. Then I woke up.The setting seems to take place in another country, but as the character in my dream, I am in very familiar surroundings

These are two dream fragments from some dreams this week:

Dream fragment 1: One of my female friends tells my male friend that his shirt is insideout, he then looks at his shirt.

Dream fragment 2: I am jumping on a trampoline with some of my friends, Apparently I am trying to do a trick (A gainer). When I try to do this trick I do a doublebackflip instead of doing a gainer, since this trick is even harder than a gainer I become very happy and starts shouting in excitement.

Hyu and I are on the edge of a lake in what feels like the mountains in California. Yuya and Selene are splashing in the water, teasing each other.

Hyu and I run to the lake, and jump in.

***

Lila is with me most of the night, commenting on my dreams. Annoying, yet fascinating.

***

Lila and I are in a room in a government facility, though we are on that other planet, and the government is not really a creepy or controlling thing. We are staring into each other's eyes.

***

I am reclining on a couch in what feels like a temple in Ancient Greece. Lila is caressing my hair. She whispers, "You weakness is women. Don't ever let me cut your hair, Samson."

I reach up and caress her face.

"Damn, you're beautiful."

"Don't get lost in my beauty. I am a shapeshifter, after all."

She morphs into a Gorgon.

GAH!

She laughs.

***

Lila and I are in a room of the Dreamhackers. She says the Russians and Americans are supposed to be one nation. I don't understand. The yin-yang of the White Race? I am so confused. Every race has a different specialty we were bred for by the Annunaki...

***

Lila and I are in that strange waiting room. She tells me Selene is my dream wife, and she is my astral mistress. I am confused. She laughs and kisses me. I push her away. She looks hurt.

"I don't get it. I know you, and yet I don't. You are like every woman I have ever been with, except Selene. You all have a dark side."

"Selene has a dark side, too, but she would never let it hurt you. I, on the other hand, am not as strong as she. I am not perfect, neither is the universe. It's true, you have to protect yourself from me to a certain degree. It's the nature of human relations. But, I want you to know, I am always your partner, here on the astral plane. I know you haven't thought of yourself as adept on this plane, but, I will teach you what you need to know."

Started out like this:
I was sitting infront of my dad's computer just like i am now. I opened up Counter-Strike Source and started playing. The setting of the level was a jungle when i got in. Then, out of no where, I was in the game and it was now nighttime! The jungle was kind of spooky in the dark. I walked a few paces out of spawn (not even thinking of buying a weapon ) I walked a little while and noticed an m60 (Machine gun) just sticking out of a tree. There was a blinking light shining off it. I got close to it and noticed it made a high pitched beeping noise. It got louder as i got closer. Taking my prior knowledge of video games, I assumed it was trapped and ready to blow. I moved on into a grassy area with only one tree. I heard a noise so i hit the deck fast. The noise of grass moving was approaching closer and closer. Finally I stood up and booked it back to spawn. I saw a few people i recognized back at spawn (My math/physics teacher for one ) I looked back and saw that a deer had been following me.
I'm not quite sure about this one, but i think it has some sentimental value to me...

DJ Log: March 29, 2011 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding in large box truck with a few friends, talking about this bluegrass festival we're heading to. It is raining lightly and the windshield wipers are not working too well, as they skip over many areas of the glass. We are driving down a busy highway, commenting on how many idiots are on the road. Traffic is already slow, but there are still people driving slower than the rest in the left lane. Some people are passing on the shoulder to get around the slow drivers and are honking their horns and flipping the bird at them. As we drive up to the top of a mountain, there's a broken down SUV sitting in the left lane with no blinkers on. After passing this mess, the traffic picks up speed again and we cruise along for a while, talking about random bullshit.

Once we arrive at the festival grounds, we back the box truck up a hill near the stage and get ready to unload their band equipment into the back stage area. I help them unload the equipment, then they help me unload my car from the back of the truck. It's a very small convertible that four of us are able to lift and carry out of the truck. After getting it out, I put the top back on because it's still raining lightly. While pulling the top out of the trunk, I find that I have a Smith & Wesson 44 magnum revolver in there. Realizing that I forgot it was in there, I check to make sure it's unloaded then stuff it under the seat. I park the car in the back stage area then walk around a bit and check out the festival grounds.

While walking around from the back stage area, I can see that there is a steady stream of cars and trucks driving in. Several people have parked and are setting up tents and camper trailers while others are driving around looking for a good spot to park in. I take a couple of pictures with my phone then walk over to the stage area. The first band is getting set up to play, tuning up their guitars and banjos. I introduce myself to the bass player and he tells me to come back in about an hour because they're playing a couple of new songs for the first time here. As I walk around checking things out, I find the barbecue pit. Next to the food area, there are several kegs of beer with a donation box and cups on a small table. A small group of people are already tapping the first keg before the music even starts. I decide that I'm not yet ready for a beer, so I keep walking around and see if I can find anybody that I know.

I walk toward the main camping area and find a friend of mine setting up a vending area. I almost walk past him without noticing, but he yells out at me just before I pass. I walk up and we shake hands, then he introduces me to a friend of his. He then asks me about this guy I used to work with who I didn't get along with at all. I tell him that I don't want to talk about that because I'm here to enjoy myself. He gives me a strange look, then shows me some of the items that he's selling. He has some vintage leather messenger bags and brief cases for sale, as well as several wood-framed photos of old western style country scenes. I tell him that I might be interested in one of the messenger bags, but only if he has any left after the festival is over. As we chat for a bit, I help him set up a canopy and a couple of folding tables.

The rain stops and the sun begins to peek out between the clouds. I continue to walk around and come upon a small pond where several people are hanging out. I walk up to the edge, sit down on a rock, and talk to some random people. There's a drunk guy stumbling around the edge who is almost falling into the water. His hat falls off into the water and he wades in after it, then falls over and gets soaked. Several people are laughing at him as he puts his hat back on, only to find it's full of water which washes down his head and soaks him even more. He cusses a bit then walks off. I stare out across the pond for a few moments, then everything fades out and I wake up.

I actually went to bed "last night" at around 1AM. I'm about to get a few more hours of sleep. My son slept through the night too, which means no one was in my room
But I woke up quickly to wake my kids up for school, so I'm stuck with only 2 dream fragments.

One dream was of being at my grams house. I had had a sticker on a small fridge with the phone number of a 4th grade teacher. I kept it for sentimental reasons, but grams thought I wanted to get in touch with the teacher, so she called the woman. I remember I spoke with her, but that's the extent of it.

In another dream, I needed a pack of cigarettes. I was going to ride along with my dad or uncle (?) but everything was taking so long that I announced: "I can fly AND teleport. I'll just head out on my own if that's alright?"
I took off flying but electric cords almost completely blocked the higher sky. I could have gone in between some of them, but I was afraid of getting shocked. There was some kind of festival/parade about to take place on the streets below me.

In another dream, I was battling something (?) It spit acid occasionally so I was trying to make a mask. I needed some gauze like material for where my eyes are but I was having a hard time finding anything.

Time to catch some more "zzz's".

I am sitting in my family's car along with my mother and sister, we are on a bridge and all the cars are standing still because of something ahead that I can't see.
After a while I start seeing cars flying out of the bridge hitting the water below, like something throw them out of the bridge.
The next second our car is in the water and it is getting filled with water, someone that I don't remember helps me out of the car and gets me to the surface.
I get panicked because I left all my drawing pens in the car. (I draw a lot) I tell my sister that I HAVE to get them and then I jump in the water and starts swimming down to the car.
I don't have much oxygen so I quickly search the car but finds nothing.

I then wake up,(still dreaming) and quickly get downstairs and there I meet my father, He tells me my mother didn't survive the accident. I wake up after that.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with my family in some kind of parking lot in the mountains. It was early morning, with pastel blue and pale gold light of dawn and cold dew still coating everything.

The parking lot was set in two levels. But the levels were separated by a big hill. My motheer had driven me, my brother, and my sister here. We were apparently waiting for something else to happen before we left the parking lot.

But somehow I was now in another car, driving around in the upper parking lot while the rest of my family was driving around in the lower part of the parking lot. For some reason, I felt like this whole thing had been dreamt, and that I was now awake and out of that dream.

I rehearsed the elements of that dream in my head while I looked down at my family. My family drove past some kind of small path which had a little foot-bridge that went across a tiny stream.

Dream #2

My mom was driving me through some neighborhood at night. My mom was probably taking me to the airport. But we ended up driving in some weird pattern that took us up into some totally wrong area and then back to where we'd started from.

My mom mentioned something about six hours, like it would take us six hours to get to the airport, or like my flight didn't leave for another six hours. My mom stopped at a fast food restaurant. I may have stayed in the car while she went in to grab the food.

Dream #3

My friend H and I had been driven to some place by a man, possibly my old friend D. The place seemed to be a cabin or shack out in the middle of a huge lot of barren soil, possibly somewhere in the mountains. The sky was grey, and the air was chilly and damp.

H and I were in a bedroom in the cabin. We were in bed. We'd just arrived here, but the man was thinking of taking us out somewhere, either for a fun dinner or to pick up some stuff we needed. But now H wanted to have sex with me.

I was already laying on H, making sexual motions with her. But I told her we couldn't just up and have sex while the man was waiting outside for us.

I was now outside, by myself. I realized that H was still inside. The man was now somebody like H's old boyfriend, C. I realized that H could be mad at me for not having sex with her. She could end up convincing the man to have sex with her, just to spite me.

I was walking on some kind of line that had been drawn on the soil between the two cars. The line was a double-line, like the yellow lines in the center of a road.

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]29.03.2011[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Katsura[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]Tiniest fragment ever, I can only remember a picture, it was a character from an anime I watch[/COLOR][/INDENT]

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Unmoving[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](DILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#000000"][/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I was in class next to a girl I hate, she kept on irritating me, but I couldn't move, this is a first for me. I eventually gave up and just took in my noisy surroundings.

I had a false awakening into a bed that wasn't mine and I tried to get back to sleep, I did. I was back in the dream I knew was a dream and still couldn't move....suckish...the end.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~5 min.

I woke up in a lucid dream car. Then I tried to fall asleep again, and I did. Then I was just walking around and just enjoying the feeling of the lucid dream. I did try to emagine Tania having sex with me a couple of times just because she's perfect!

I am sitting in a waiting room. I instantly know I am on another planet. [I]Look at your hands... eleven fingers. Eleven perfectly shaped normal looking fucking fingers- no wait= 10? Nine... Shit. Okay, there is some hot alien chick with kind of a purple bird head walking in front of you. But, she looks completely fucking real and detailed. SHIT SHIT SHIT. Ok! Wait... this is because I had that Blur Lens removed finally... or I am really here? Is this like an OBE... or is my dream body here? Was I abducted? Yes! It worked!!! AHHAAHA

SHIT! IF I am on an alien planet, I AM FUCKED. What the hell do I do to survive? They are going to eat my brain![/I]

I look around the room. I am sitting on slightly worn bright green furniture which curves around a room with no straight lines. We are either underwater, or they have aquariums that look like windows. I see fish swimming about. All the people in the room are different types of anthromorphs.

Everything is so vivid, I just accept I am on another planet.

The bird-woman is the Russian woman, I somehow know. "Fuck, I have to pee," I tell her.

"No you don't. Stop being silly, and morph into something more respectable than a babboon. We don't like sapiens here!"

I morph into a zebra. She laughs. She walks over to me, and licks my face. I feel her telepathically communicate with me. "This is a dream, and this is real. This is a real place, you are really here. You do have a lot of your dream powers here, but not all. You are somewhat limited, because you are in the astral plane of another dimension, which is actually a physical dimension to some beings that perceive it as such. This being so, you must be cautious in your actions in this "dream," because this is a [I]real dream.[/I] Do you understand?"

I sigh, and exhale, "Yes, I know."

"Alright, just remain calm. We are going to meet the mayor."

We are ushered by a rusty orange robot on one wheel to the mayor's office. It looks amazing. We are inside a giant steel and glass sphere in the middle of the ocean. A single walkway ends at a small circle in the center with a desk on it. There are no railings. The sphere is hundreds of feet across.

"Welcome, to the Ocean of Hollow Earth." He floats to us in midair. Then, I realize I can also levitate. We all are. An astral tentacle snakes out of his third eye, and taps mine. He gives me a telepathic download. He is an ancient being, and understands how corrupt and dark he can be, as the universe itself can be harsh and cruel. He turns me to a mirror in a dark place, and forces me to look at my Shadow Self. I vomit in disgust. I hear a strange voice shouting at me to embrace the darkness. I tie a bandanna over my eyes. I see my Shadow Self perfectly, but nothing else. He stands out even darker against the pitch black dark void. I lunge toward him, and consume him. He leaps out of my mouth.

I turn into pure light, and draw him into me, then we spin into a yin-yang. The spinning stops... and I am at peace.

I am back in the strange sphere, lying on my back. I am a rakshasa, a lion man, now.

He shows us a game preserve. He says he built this in case there is some catastrophe, such as nuclear war on the Crust which may affect the beings of Hollow Earth.

Last night I dreamt I was Spiderman. My friend had moved away an I was in his town and I was just swinging around and stuff, I was really ripped too.

I also dreamt that I was planning a surprise party for someone and I told my other friend about it while he was with me. I was bummed :S

[I]For some reason, after I removed this Blur Lens from my third eye, my dreams have become increasingly insane. I would not wish this on your soul. It's like the kundalini of my dream body has arisen. I feel energy surging through me in dreams, and sometimes while awake. My body is sore, in part from battling in dreams. I am trying to stop. Maybe I am Tezcatlipoca. Maybe I must battle Quetzy on 12/12/12... Maybe it's all bullshit. All I know is shared dreaming is real, and it's the craziest shit I have ever experienced in my life.

I am not bullshitting you, but if you think I may be lying, please assume I am and read on. You are somehow entertained, are you not? even if you know I am lying, how I draw you in! How do I do this? you ask. Because I know you want to believe shared dreaming is real. If you didn't care, you wouldn't be reading this right now. If you want to find out if it's real, stop asking me to prove it GODDAMMIT. I am not special. You can do it too, but it's not easy. And, it's not always fun. Sometimes, you must walk through the fire to see the truth. But, if you tell yourself it's only a dream, you will feel no pain. If you think it's real, then you will be in Hell. But, don't blame me when you beg me to make you lucid and I manifest as a great red devil-dragon vomiting an army of ghosts. [/I]

I look up from the paper, and lick my quill. I am at the desk of Gawn AKA Lucifer when he wrote The Great Heresy into the Bible. I tie a red ribbon around the paper, and shoot spitwads out to all the internets with lucid dreaming in it lol. I torch the letter, and stand up.

I am against a background of green fire, only, it's an orange fire. I am a devil-man. I laugh uproariously at my demonic manifestation, as in waking life people say I look like Jesus. Apparently, my mother doesn't like it. Wait? Who is that woman with the apron? I see her as fifteen different women. It's confusing. One looks really sexy. I keep staring at that one, but one looks like my mom, okay, now I want to vomit. It's the Russian Dreamhacker.

She morphs into one, and slaps my face. "Such a simple psychological ruse. You already lose the first round of our battle, you little cat mouse pig."

She morphs into a sexy chick with a cartoon mouse face. I am simultaneously repulsed and attracted.

ROUND 2: LILA

"Wait Q? What the hell? When did this start?"

Lila runs up to me exuberantly, with a sweet smile on her face, and kisses me. I feel her suck the energy out of me. I push her away in anger.

ROUND 3: LILA. Hmm.. Ya just got SKUNKED NOMAD.

Thanks. I see that. Rub it in, why don't ya?

Nomad... got skunked... by a succubus, oh yeah, he sucks, no she does, he thought he was a vampire, but he sucks, oh yeah...

DUDE SHUT UP!!!

I lunge to Lila, and pull her into me, as I transform into my vampire self. I kiss her passionately on the mouth, and I pull her energy into me... it's like wine... no... like... absinthe...

This is not just me stealing energy... it's some kind of... dark communion...

I allow her to bite me on the neck, and drain my dark energy...

I feel balanced. I have one eye that is my normal human color, and the other is red and black. We stare into each others eyes. Telepathic communication... I see it all.

She's an alien...a walk-in... She walked into a dying woman's body... Dying... of a poison, an assassin herself... her residual energy is there still.. a rakshasa...

We were together in Atlantis... as some kind of canine creatures... like Tasmanian wolves... now extinct..

Suddenly... I am hurtling through a vortex.....