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I was on the bank of a river and I had just gotten off a boat. I was trying to drive my car onto a boat dock, but the man working at the dock wouldn't let me. I then found myself walking the opposite way up the bank of the river. I came upon a tree and then I saw an African American male ghost wearing a plaid shirt and he had no legs. He was flying back and forth above the water and was explaining to me how ghosts can be killed. I remember him pointing to the crown of his skull on the left side of his head and he said something like, "This is the only spot you can hit a ghost on the head and kill them". That is all that I remember from that dream.

Dream 1 - Toys and a Case of Mistaken Identity

I am at a toy store, and am browsing through the toys on the wall. A young female salesperson asks me if I need help and, not wanting her to think that I still play with toys, I tell her that I am Christmas shopping for my younger brother. The girl suggests a $109 Hot Wheels race track but I only have $50. I pick out a Transformer toy and find a place in the shop to sit. The same girl sits next to me and begins speaking to me as if we are good friends, makes me uncomfortable.

Later on, I leave the shopping centre via large concrete steps which strike me as very dangerous as, not only is there no safety railing, but the shop is apparently a hundred or so metres above ground level. As I am walking I notice a figure towards the bottom of the steps running at a very fast pace, as if he is trying to escape someone. For some reason, I am compelled to run after him, but as I arrive at the bottom of the steps I am confronted by a group of angry people who have mistaken me for the figure I was chasing.

Dream 2 - Meditation and Two and a Half Men

It is night and I am in the outside room of my house, having just learnt of the connection between meditation and astral projection/OBEs (Note: as I had prior to falling asleep in real life). I decided I wanted to experience this phenomenon for myself and began to meditate, making sure to breathe from my belly and focus on the buzzing one hears in their ears when all else is quiet. After about three minutes, I began feeling a heavy vibration accompanied by strange ghost-like noises that startled me out of my meditative state. Frightened, I ran inside and sat on the living room couch. Thankfully my family was awake which calmed me immediately, however proved problematic as I still wanted to meditate. All my subsequent attempts were interrupted by my youngest brother and the television set, which was playing my most despised of shows: Two and a Half Men. I got up to switch the television off but as I turned to sit it switched back on. I switched it off a second time but once again as I turned around it switched back on. This happened about three or four more times.

I was walking through gardened, sunlit streets of Paris while servants rushed past me carrying flowers and lanterns. Suddenly, I realized I was dreaming. I hadn't done a reality check - the environment was simply unfamiliar and felt dreamlike. Knowing I was lucid, I tried to collect my thoughts and spun a few times to stay asleep. Because I'd been having with dream control, I decided to start by truly flying rather than the sad floating I'd been doing in lucid dreams lately.

Still in Paris, I flung myself off of a balcony and began to fly. The flying was fantastic - very fast and soaring, yet completely under control. The cities and towns of France were beautiful but also looked rendered, like a video game. I remember thinking that there were no landmarks like the Eiffel Tower, because this was Paris in the early seventeenth century.

I noted at this point that I was flying in a kind of standing position, with my legs pointed down and head vertical. I wondered if flying on my stomach may be a better experience and tried it. However, it felt just like the hand gliding I do in the real world, and my visibility wasn't as good. I went back to flying while standing.

As I was flying around, I noticed a ship that had partially sunk like the Costa Concordia in Italy. I thought hey, it's a lucid dream, I'll fly down and save the ship. However, I was unable to turn it over, and was gored and bloodied in the process with skin ripped off my body. This wasn't painful or scary, though, because I was still lucid. I figured I hadn't "assumed" I could help the boat, and therefore couldn't.

After flying a bit more, I decided to try going to the moon. I became a space shuttle, and rockets blasted below me, propelling me skywards. I landed on the moon and became a person again, exploring a partially unbuilt lunar base with other humans. After that, I flew more, and remember explaining to a dream character that the reason I was spinning in place was to stay asleep. My alarm clock eventually woke me up.

Note: Went to bed drunk

Dream 1: New Addition to the Family

I am walking with my family through a street lined with shops. My mother has recently adopted a young toddler, probably two years of age, of whom I am not fond of. While walking I somehow come to the realisation that our family's new acquisition is actually some sort of small gremlin, and though he does not appear it at this stage, I am alerted to the fact that he is evil or demonic in nature. However, it seems that I am the only one who sees this, even though as we walk the baby becomes less and less human in appearance. My suspicions are confirmed when my mother asks me to hold the baby/gremlin and, while no others are watching, he turns to me and snarls, then opens his mouth almost as wide as his head and reveals his ugly, long pointed teeth.

Dream 2: Extreme Apathy

I am at a shopping centre with my university class. We have currently all separated and as I walk I notice a girl whom I do not know climb over the ledge of the floor below me. I know that she is about to jump to her death but I do not shout or call for help, rather I lean over and calmly watch as she plummets. A crowd begins to form and I am reunited with my class, who are questioning me about what I saw. I am afraid that my apathy towards the girl's suicide will be considered unsettling, so I purposely try to sob and stutter as I recount the events. Later on, I forget where I have parked my car.

20.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a pretty long nap. (I should probably go back to sleep, but it's like around 6:00 PM, and that's too early, especially with Saturday coming up.

I forgot to set an alarm to wake me up, but I slept maybe for a good 6-7 hours since my classes were over at 11:00 AM, so I went to the Vietnamese Restaurant to get some Sweet and Sour Chicken and slept after (still have to get a steady sleep schedule).

Dream 1:

I was playing a game that looked like Halo 1 or Halo 2. It had the Wraiths, Banshees, and all the other warships, and the DCs were either wearing Blue or Red Master Chief Outfits.



Some DCs had their helmets off, and I was on one of the flying machines practicing the different gun and missile settings. I think I was playing on the laptop because I remembered maybe the buttons on the lower left side of the keyboard (I didn't pay attention letters) had different results.



One option was a missile launcher for the mini-space ship I was on, the second was a somewhat semi-automatic gun option, and the last was this really fast shooting machine gun that looked pretty deadly.

Almost all of the shots came out like a red laser, except for the missile, it was more of a dark blue and black coating around it.

After I'm shooting and helping my teammates kill the enemy DCs (I believe they were the Blue Team), I see Batman in the comic form come out of no where and he tried to come after to me!



I start shooting missiles at this guy and he is one durable person. I then switch to the machine gun mode to see if that would kill him quick (it did for the other DCs I helped killed), but it didn't work.

I think it's even safe to assume that he didn't feel any damage whatsoever, I couldn't register any signs of pain from his face at all, he just looked at me with his mask on and his mouse was someone neutral, but had moments of rage as I'm dodging him while shooting him.

I started to use the missiles again (by this time, I'm basically inside the game, and I had moments where I was inside the game for most of the time instead of pressing buttons on the keyboard).

Then some female DC, I couldn't get an accurate description of her, before I could make one last missile shot at this batman looking person, something told me not to (I mean, if he's not going to die from the constant missile blasts, something is up).

Batman went from this guy who is ready to leap at me with an angry face to a man with an almost childish look on his eyes when the female DC grabbed him by his hands and put them behind his back and arrested him I believe, or tied his hands, but I know he started pouting a little pit too.

To be honest, the lady looked like Black cat, but I won't try to believe it completely, I took short glances at this lady.



And then Batman suddenly transforms into another DC.

It was this muscular man with a green vest and military pants with the military boots as well. He had dark blonde hair, Caucasian (his face was showing, so his skin was apricot-ish) and he even looked like the one from Street Fighter (but I didn't pay much attention to his face other than noticing his eyes were white (like how you see Batman with white eyes for his mask in cartoons).



He looked like he wanted to cry even, it was like seeing a mature and established man with this almost stoic demeanor being ripped of his abilities to do anything at the time he was hand-cuffed or tied by the female DC.

I believe I'm in spectator mode now, and the lady was carrying the guy near the top of the stairs leading to some area flowing with water. It was those areas that had concrete to walk on and on the side was green-ish looking water, and I believe there were those huge pipes were closed off by a barrier that led to the sewage.



The guy she caught eventually breaks free, runs a little but and jumps towards the wall. He suddenly goes through it like he's a ghost or something, and he was panicking while he was doing it (probably crying some more).

I believe the female DC was a little sad that he left. Then a male DC is right next to her I think. I can't remember his face, but he was singing a song to mock her. It was those nursery rhymes you would hear.

He went something like this "[Female DCs name] and [captured DC's who escaped name] sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...."

Then the lady looked like Rogue from X-men, the classic one with the short to medium hair. I'm not too sure, but it may have been her.



Then as I'm spectating, the whole scenario kind of zooms out slowly with the two of them standing there and probably talking some more.

(When I woke up to memorize the key events in the dream, while I was trying to remember other dreams, I could've sworn I said "Magenta" or something, but I won't take it too seriously. It was most likely just a random word that came in my head).

Dream 2:

I'm not too sure about the things happening in this dream, but I think I was sitting down looking at meat that looked like cooked quails or something like that. They were really brown and it had the texture like buffalo wings (with that little webby fatness to them).



I was going to hold the legs on the side to open the meat a little more, and I think some DC was saying something to "watch out" when I do so.

Now that i think about it, this dream was probably associated to what I ate before I slept, like I said above before typing Dream 1. =P

I'm not going to go into more detail on the dream because it may be just random flashes of images and thoughts before I woke up.

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If your curious about what orgonite is then please read the ongoing thread I just created in the Attaining Lucidity or just visit the link... http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/i-thin...-dream-127263/

The dream has sexual contact and use of brief profanity. Please do not read my DJ if that bothers you.

The dream started in a city with small crummy slumlike homes that was built in a sort of warehouse. Everywhere in the dream had a dull copper like rooftop within the city. The orgonite induced lucidity quickly after the dream started but since it has been so very long since I've been lucid I didn't know exactly how to control the dream. I remember being with a group of people that were debating problems in a way. The dream constructed the situation so that even though I had lucidity I couldn't escape the tedious task of mediating the problems. It seemed like everywhere I looked people were blocking the exits and I couldn't leave the debate without feeling like I was going to disrespect someone.

Finally someone left an open exit and I broke off for a run but slipped into a ditch with water in it. The water drenched my shoes and pants nearly up to my knee. The water was murky and seemed very real. (I was happy to wake up after all this to find out I didn't wet myself, Hahahah.) I made my way to a home and entered it to find a sort of gathering of people. I noticed amongst all the people a very attractive woman in the room with a slender body with curves in all the right places with dark hair. Being this was my first lucid dream in a long time I decided I would take advantage of the lucidity before the dream ended as in the past my dream world would collapse after a while once discovering lucidity. I said to the girl "We're both dreaming so lets fuck" and I grabbed her and we started kissing. It was the stating of these words that gave me the confidence that I was in control. We quickly escalated into having sex within what felt like was only 30 seconds. It felt very real and I enjoyed it immensely but dream world shot a voice at me that was my mother who lives in Tennessee in real life but she was living with me in the dream. My mother said wake up.

I found myself humping my bed still in dream world. This "waking up" tricked me into thinking dream world was real momentarily... but not for long. The orgonite hit me again and instantly made me aware that I was dreaming again. I found myself stuck in a rut again like the previously mentioned but with a different group of "debaters." Once free from the task I found myself performing the same activity as mentioned earlier but with a different girl. Cant remember much from her. I don't know if I "finished" in my dream as for I cant remember.

I was only asleep for 3 hours. From 4am to 7am. I seem feel semi rested after that short 3 hours as I didn't go back to sleep. It's now almost 4:30 here and I'm getting tired again but I think this 3 hours with orgonite has been better than 10 hours of sleep without it.

This did not end up as a "wet" dream. Haha

If I had to describe how the Orgonite induced lucidity it was almost like the orgonite "pulsed" through me giving me 10 times the awareness I usually have within a dream. This awareness immediately made me realize I was dreaming. There was no trigger. It was almost like there was no part of dreamworld could have convinced me it was real after the "pulse" of greater awareness.

Well, as any of my readers might already know, I don't really have lucid dreams. My dreams are more like that of memory fragments that are very realistic, and slightly terrifying at times.
My point is this: A week or two a friend of mine suggested that I try lucid dreaming to counteract some haunting nightmares I'd been having. I did some research on the subject of dreaming lucidly and found out the basic beginner's trick to knowing when you're in a lucid dream.
I had kind of gotten the idea from Inception, but regardless, it works ALMOST every time.
People would often say for beginners to think of a bright, easily recognizable object. After seeing that object appear you would know you're now in a lucid dream. At first I tried to think of something like, a neon green dodge ball, or fiery puppy, but nothing seemed to work, but then I watched Inception. They used small inanimate objects like a chess piece or a small top, well I then tried that the following night, and it worked!
I'm not going to say what the object (because it's very personal and I don't think the objects original bearer would appreciate me just telling everyone on the internet what object kept us such good friends).
Once I was lucid, I think it would be safe to say that all hell broke loose in my subconscious mind. At first I just got out of bed like i had woken up in the middle of the night. It was so real I was afraid I was actually awake! To safely test my theory out, I punched my brother in the face. Instead of waking up, his entire head was dismembered and the things inside it spread all over the wall.
I felt so amazing, so I shot a blast of fire at the wall and flew out after my large, white Angel wings had sprouted from my back.
I was drawn to my school for some reason, so I smashed a whole in the ceiling and landed in the cafeteria. It was dark except for a few candles here and there. In the middle of the room was one of my good friends, uh, Rayne. Before I continue I should mention that she is a very well behaved teenage girl, who would never do anything bad past... okay, at the moment I can't think of anything bad she would do, but anyways...
She was laying in the middle of the room with a syringe in her arm. I rush over to her and hold her up due to the fact that she didn't eve look like she was breathing. I pick her up and she begins laughing like a maniac.
She holds up another syringe in my face. "Dude," she says tiredly. "You should... totally, try this stuff!"
'What the hell is it?!" I asked concernedly.
"HEROINE!!"
Then I realized I was in a dream and I pulled a Daedric Dagger out of nowhere and stabbed my leg. The next thing I know I wake up screaming, because I was pinched my leg so hard that I started to ooze blood.
Anyways, that was my first successful attempt at lucid dreaming. Hopefully in the future I will try to have longer and more intense dreams. I'll also being doing some research in shared dreams and will attempt one of those.
Dekaron, signing off!

My friend George and I were at my cousin Brandon's house. Brandon began talking to himself, making weird noises, being annoying. Then a poltergeist throws somethings around and he stops. He tells us that everytime that he does that it acts up. George and I laugh because we realize the poltergeist is annoyed at Brandon and trying to get him to stop. George says that the poltergeist was probably chill until Brandon started to annoy him, which started it all. We laughed more with that.

I was in a mall, people were walking around, festivity was in the air. There were a few clubs in the mall, which people were celebrating what seemed like new years or marty graw (spelling). I went into a dimmly light fast food store. And ordered some food. I went out and found myself at one of the clubs. So I enjoyed it and clubbed a bit, then bounced.

I was walking down concord, after party bashing on a nationally festive night. Three tricked out cars raced up the street and drove into a club. One of them did a whip around and screeched to a hault near me. The pretty blonde driver laughed because I flinched. She procceded to the club and so did I behind her (I was walking). The night sky came through the wierd roofed club and neon lights filtered the place. I saw three pretty blondes and knew they were those drivers. I talked to them and they seemed cool. We talked a little, had some laughs.

I can't remember if this was the same dream or not, but... I walked out of the back of the club and went outside. I was outside a mall, at dawn. I walked around the outside of this big mall, seeing other people. I arrived at a neighborhood shop at nighttime. I saw those girls somewhere