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LD10: 10th LD in the 8 days I have been placing my journal on this sight. I had no luck until it was time to get up. I told my wife I wanted to take 1 last stab at an LD, so she got up and I started the WILD process. This time it only took a few minutes. The swirling colors became a fairly clean image. I looked around and found myself standing in front of a historical building here in Boise, The Train Depot. It sits atop a hill and has a park attached. All of the buildings had been painted silver and the words on the buildings bell tower were all wrong. I looked at my hands to help me stablize> I usually do specific Mudra hand gestures to bring a little more control.
I have usually seen my hands with the correct number of fingers, but this time one had two extra small ones. I rechecked the other and it sprouted a six finger. Oh well, I often am very picky when stablizing (see my last LD) but really did not have time for a marathon dream, as I knew my wife would have to wake me soon, so I said good enough and tried to decide what to do.
My dream goal that I have so far failed to meet this month has been to vividly smell something. Not just picture that I did, but to actually incorperate my sense of smell in the dream. I decided that sinse I already had a nicely formed park, I would assume it contained flowers and go try to smell them. I casually strolled down by the pond and found bacholer button flowers there. I tried to smell them, sticking my nose right into them. I tried this for about a full minute. I actually did preceive a hint (a tiny hint) of real sent there. This is the first time I remember ever engaging my sense of smell so far. A tiny step forward, but the experience was maybe 5-10% of the waking sense of smell, so I do not consider that I met my goal.
I walked back up the hill and came to a trailer where a DC of my mom was on the porch. I went inside and looked around. Nothing much of intrest so I went in another room and decided it was time to stablize again. I did my hand mudras, and created the proper amount of fingers. Then I chanted 'OM' 3 times, to bring my sense of hearing into the dream. I went back out to the front room, where DC mom was on the phone. (I think my wife may have walked by the door on the phone, influencing the LD) I saw a box of oranges, and decided to try my dream goal again. I picked up an orange and tried to smell it. No luck here. DC mom was glaring and said into the phone she had no privacy. I found this seen boaring so randomly picked a short adventure I could attempt before my wife was going to wake me (we have somewhere to go this morning).
I decided to go fight with a beautiful vampire woman, but then have the story progress so that we ended uo in a sexual scene. Kind of inspired by Buffy's affair with the vamp Spike. I was not sure how to start,so I just programed the idea into the dream, went out side, and attempted to levitate. I figured I would fly around and just come on the vamp. I can always levitate, but this time I was heavy and realize a shadow woman was staddling me with her legs wrapped around behind. Ok, so this must be the vamp. Well that was easy. I stood up (I levitate Indian style) but she was gone. Sudenly two shadows each grab one of my hands and pull me. I yank one of them around in front and she becomes a solid beautiful vamp. We battle, but only for about 45 seconds as I am in a bit of a rush, fearing my wife will wake me any minute. The scene resolves the way I intended, with some hot steamy stuff.
When that scene was over I had a false awakening. I was getting up in my real house. A van pulled up out front so I looked outside and saw an uncle who should not be randomly at my house. This brought me back to a lucid state. I was going to repeat the stabilizing routine, but realized that the dream had been going on for about 20 minutes, so time was running out. What could I do real quick that would be a good use of the last tiny time I had? I decided to see how quick I could forcce an awakening, so I sat in my office chair and focused on opening my real eyes. I popped awake, and came straight out to write this. Duration ~20 minutes.

02.25.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Bicycle Problem

I was riding my bicycle within Texas A&M University. I'm near the intersection, and I most likely was just leaving the West Campus. The Walk Sign was on, so I started to ride my bicycle, and then, it just stops operating on me.




Since the Walk Sign has a timer, I immediately got off the bike and was carrying it so that I wouldn't stall traffic if the timer was close to 0.

I get to the other side of the sidewalk,and I'm pretty pissed off that this bicycle was getting worse and worse. I look below the bicycle, and see that the chain completely split off and disconnected itself from the bicycle, there was no way I was going to be able to fix this bicycle this time.

As I'm busy being engrossed with this bicycle's breakdown, I feel someone is behind me. I turn around and see this female with bleached blonde hair.

I think she was wearing a blue shirt or maybe even Tye-dye shirt (thank you Alyzarin for the clarification ), and was wearing jeans that made the sides of her hips more defined.



It felt like I was blocking her way, and I apologized to her for that, and she said that it's okay and moved along her way.

Then I think the dream shifts to where I'm talking to my father, and he says that the money I've been given for in college is my money, and that I should do what I think it's right with it (I don't know why I didn't catch that, my father is being more accepting of how I handle money in waking life, but still tries to be serious at times because he thinks I'm just reckless with it for some odd reason).

Then the dream shifts to where I'm getting new bicycle that allows me to go way faster because of its structure, and brakes are way more efficient compared to the one I had before.

Then parts of the bicycle starts to come off, but I managed to re-attach it with ease. There were some DCs around when I was fixing it, but I didn't pay too much attention to them. However, there was some child DC that was looking at the bicycle.

It seemed he like he was 13 years old or so, and he looked like he wanted to pass through where I was blocking him. I told him he can just go around to the other side, and he does, and I forget about him.

Dream 2: Danny Phantom and Big Gorilla

I'm inside some random place, and I go into this room that looks pretty fancy. It has nice flooring, bookshelves all over, and all sorts of things to make it look like a fancy private study room or office.

Then I slowly peek through this black void to the left of me, and see some really big Gorilla monster with red eyes. I quickly go back to the room, wondering if it saw me. I move back a little and turn around and find it slowly getting closer to me.



I try to hide under the desk, but it keeps coming after me. Then I was in that "TO HELL WITH THIS" kind of mood and ran quickly, dodging the lasers it was shooting from its eyes most likely.

I barely managed to dodge them, and I go deeper into the black void that sent me to the small cave base it was in before, and I go beyond that to another black void, and apparently this monster is what you have to defeat to get a lot of gold (9,999 was the highest I guess).

I see some valuable stuff that looked like diamonds and grab them and go to another black void. I see some DBZ characters getting ready to teleport their way out, and I try to quickly get to them before they disappeared, but I was too late. I'm thinking in my mind that I'm probably screwed because this Gorilla monster was going to get me.

As soon as the Gorilla starts to shoot more lasers from its eyes again (probably) a DC that looks like Danny Phantom comes in out of nowhere to take the hit. Apparently the laser makes you turn older.



Danny had a mustache and a goatee and was doing some random things I can't really remember.

Dream 3: Weird Answer to Lecture Problem

A teacher was asking a class a pretty tricky question in class, she was mentioning something that seemed to relate to Biology, and the answer ended up being "Lungs."

I was confused by this, and that's all I remember.



I think her mentioning the answer "Lungs" was probably a way for me to do an Nose plug RC to see if I could breathe, but again, I blindly pass off the chance to become lucids.

I decided to attempt a WILD, but then the dreams after this attempt ended up being non-lucid. However, I did feel a lot of sensations, now that I think about it, I could've done MANY reality checks....MANY. These dreams probably didn't start in this order.

I hear my mouth moving, feeling certain objects, etc. And dang it! I couldn't meet Alyzarin! I can't wait to sleep early tonight though, since I'll have lots of sleep time Sunday.

I feel like I met Sinoblak, and the next dream after that, I know for sure I was meeting Meeps. But I didn't meet Alyzarin But I did meet an Asian woman that was a bit shy, but I don't know if Alyzarin is Asian or not. If so, then this shared dreaming is almost working.

I felt a lot of conflict between meeting Meeps and the Asian woman though, I'll have a better description

Dream 4: Meeting Sinoblak in Laboratory

The vividness of this dream was crazy, most likely because I slept for another 2-2.55 hours (7-9:55AM I believe) after staying up for a WBTB from 5:30 AM or so to 7 AM.

The environment is weird for this one. It was like being in a House, but also having half of a laboratory in it.

Apparently the person I met in this dream was Sinoblak, I tried to get her to talk a little bit to me, but she looked a little shy at first. I saw one of the professors I had in my Intro to Biochemistry Course.

Let's call her Glass (since this this dream involved a lot of fragile things). She's a dirty blonde haired professor, and she's around probably her 30-40s. The dream portrayed her image with accurate features. She was the type of woman to conceal some things, even though as a woman so close to middle-age, I had an attraction to her.

The way she had glasses, and how she would stutter in front of class almost excited me in a twisted way. I knew she was an intelligent woman, and apparently she was known to be condescending towards students sometimes. She looks like your typical nerdy woman, but her body was so enticing to me.

Anyway, before I get too deep with that odd liking of her that I have..

It's just that the dreams I've had made me more sexually aware of certain people I've met. My recall is okay, it's typical for me to remember dreams where I felt I was lucid because in all my lucids, I can keep a pretty decent check of certain events and chain them together...still have lingering images of meeting Sinoblak.

"Glass" was wearing a red sweater, concealing her wonderful body, and she was wearing Khaki pants, and her legs and her ass were so perfect. It was kind of cute seeing her in a red sweater, and have her lower regions so defined in the right areas, despite her age being around 30-40.



The pants did look a bit tight on her, but I'm sure she was comfortable with it.

Sinoblak (or at least the picture on her avatar that the dream presents to me into an entity) has something in a Ziploc bag. It looks like a Petri Dish is inside of it. I ask her what it is, and I'm not sure if Sinoblak is the one talking or "Glass," but I'm informed that the sample Petri Dish was Gonorrhea.



I know there was another name for it, but all I remember for this one is Gonorrhea. Sinoblak started opening the bag, and I'm signaling to her "Nononononononono" while waving my hands to the sides.

But she wasn't afraid or anything, she just took the Petri sample right out of the bag. I take the sample, then I realize I better get some gloves.

I'm still in this half-house, half-laboratory setting, so I go inside the house, and the glove boxes are on top of a bar like shelf (as in to serve alcohol).

I quickly put them on and basically said that it's time to get this thing started. Apparently Sinoblak couldn't see the sample of the Gonorrhea in the Petri Dish. What I saw in the Petri Dish before I used the microscope were several orange dots grouped together, so I wondered why Sinoblak couldn't see them with human eyes.

I takes me a while to coordinate the Microscope, but I eventually see the object zoomed in.

It looks pretty random, the colors that I think that were apparent were green and orange, and I move the base around and used the fine adjustment knob to get a little more clarity. I told Sinoblak that I finally found what she was looking for.

I believe she goes and checks by looking through the microscope. She fiddles around with it by alternating the magnification lens, then I realized that she used the highest objective lens. I checked to see if the lens broke, and was worried that she probably broke them.

I look through the microscope, and yeah, it's broken. Sinoblak talks to me for once, and she sounds like a typical American female doing so. She said that "Glass" was inside her office, so I decided to switch the broke Microscope with a new one inside some cabinets underneath.

After that, I can't remember anything else. The dream shifts however to where I'm at a lecture room. The stairs leading to several seats to pick from left and right were covered in a dark blue with a few mix of colors type of carpet flooring.

By this time, I don't think I have any hunches of Sinoblak being around, but I see "Glass" in her red sweater again. (I bet that she wanted to get my attention with the red sweater...lady in red..)

I didn't pay attention to her that much this time, I saw two DCs sitting together that look oddly familar in waking life. Let's call the girl "J-Lisa" and the guy "Jero."

I think the area I'm in was probably a review for Chemistry, since I saw some sheet that increase in pressure and increase in volume equaled something that I can't remember.

What happened next in that dream was too boring for me to even talk about, I was just glad to see that I probably Met Sinoblak non-lucidily.

Now to talk about my ecounter with Meeps and an Asian Woman.

Dream 5: Meeting Meeps and Asian Woman

My recall for this one may be a little shorter, but describing the sensations I felt in this dream might be the most of the content of this dream. I find myself feeling people's energy, or at least trying.

I believe the dream starts out with me sitting on a lab table somewhere, and a blonde girl who looks like the partner I had for a Biochemistry presentation on Eldepryl turns her face and smiles at me. I take a moment to look at her for a while, and she retains her smile for a little longer, and I smile back to her.

She turns back to looking at something. I can't remember much after that. The dream shifts to where I see another blonde, and she has her arms positioned to where one was balancing her face and the other was supported the other arm.

It looked kind of like Meeps, I'm sure it was Meeps, it felt like Meeps. We didn't do much, except that I was listening to her talk about something. Then I see a short video clip in my mind of her snowboarding.

She was doing something pretty dangerous while snowboarding, she was going off a snowy ramp, and it looked like she was going to fall flat on the snow because there wasn't a ramp to stabilize her descent back to the snow. She lands safely, and I think she immediately disconnects her snowboard from her feet and starts walking.



Then the dream shifts (I'm having a lot of shifts because I can't recall things in between), and I meet this Asian woman standing there depressed. I'm not sure if it was a certain someone I was looking for, or just a random DC. I come near her, and I'm kind of hesitant in socializing with her.

Some things happen in between the dream that I can't recall too well, but I think the Asian woman finally cheers up and says "I love you!!!" when I asked her if she loved me (I think I asked her that).

She hugs me, and I could feel her warmth, then I saw Meeps. She looked sad, I think she was jealous of what happened with me and the Asian girl. I tried to go to her to do something. I honestly don't know what I could've done.

I don't remember what I did to cheer her up, but I went back to the Asian lady. She started to become more vibrant I believe. Her hair started to get more curlier, and I believe she was wearing a red jacket (the one with a furry feel to it, but not animal fur).



I remember me hugging her by her waist, and we were going down the stairs carefully together. She took one step, I took one step, and we continue doing this.

I can't remember much after that. Lol, I've been saying that loosely, I should be glad I remembered these experiences, and the senses from them helped a lot with recall too.

Thanks Kaomea. But darn it, I'm sad that I couldn't see Alyzarin. Oh well, next time.

I'm not sleeping well lately because I've been having trouble with my mom, last night was the worst yet. I will be so glad when she gets her truck fixed so I can take back my husbands car and be done with her. I know that sounds harsh, but even now being grown and having a family of my own, I feel like she's always bringing me down and now it's worse because she involves my family with it. As I'm sure is seen in my dreams, things usually take a turn for the worst when she shows up in them.

Dream One (Fragment): We're at the lake house, my husband and I. I have family there in a black SUV in front of us, we're also in our car. My family pulls out of the driveway, then stops on the middle of the dirt road. My uncle gets out of the SUV and says, "Another hundred bucks right there!" and runs over to the side of the road. I don't know if he picked something up or turned something off, in the dream it could have gone either way. The impression though was he either gained a hundred bucks or saved a hundred bucks by turning something off that would have been a big waste of money. Then he gets back in the SUV and they start driving. Chris tells me to look closely, we might find some money too. I tell him he's silly, but then he says, "Is that forty dollars?" and I jump up asking where. There's no money, just trash blowing by the road. we get back on the road, and it starts winding like crazy and getting muddy. The car slides around like crazy but it didn't seem dangerous. I wake up.

Had a sore throat and runny nose when I woke up, then couldn't get back to sleep, so after an hour of trying to sleep, I just broke down and took NyQuil. I was out in thirty minutes But if I dreamed I couldn't remember them, it's a side effect of the NyQuil I guess. I had one fragment the entire morning.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm on the lake with my kids, we're in a round raft you would go tubing behind a boat in. Only we're not tubing behind a boat. My kids are sitting in the circle, and I've got a paddle. I'm paddling back towards the cabin. My little boy says, "Oh no mommy, we're paddling by the bad house!" I asked him what he meant the bad house, none of the houses were bad, and he replies, "The house that takes forever to get past! That house makes us slow mommy!" I assure him the house won't slow us down, it just seems that way because this part of the river is big and open. After paddling furiously for a while, we're in front of the lake house (I will refer to this as the cabin from now one b/c that's how we usually reference it!) I notice the tube gets water in it if I lean too far forwards when I paddle. I ignore it. I paddle us up to the jet ski dock and grab the side. My mom is standing on the hill. I'm angry because this is dad's families house, and I don't think she should be there since she divorced him fifteen years ago. She's yelling that she's been waiting on me to get back for four hours and that it's irresponsible to take the kids out on the lake by myself. I'm ignoring her, thinking we didn't go far and they had on life jackets. If we'd gotten tired or stuck one of the friendly people on the lake would have given us a ride. I climb out and hold the tube so the kids can climb out. My little girl climbs out first, then she runs to her grandma. My little boy is scared because every time he steps on the dock it starts to sink. I assure him it's just because the foam has washed out and he'll be fine, he just needs to hurry up. Eventually he climbs out. I start walking towards mom who is still yelling at me. I wake up.


This is the second night I've dreamed of the River this week. I don't think I've dreamed of that place in a long time, at least since last year. The dreams make me want to go there, but I know it's too cold.

(I can't really remember the beginning of the dream and how I got there)

I'm in Haven with Yuya, Faye, Liv and Silver.
Silver is in Haven on business, I think he delivered an important package or something along those lines.
Yuya somehow talked him into taking a drink with us, and he is visibly displeased for accepting this offer.

Silver is a man who doesn't like to socialize much.
He is a fighter. He lives from battle to battle with little concern for other things.
Or so he used to be until he met us. Over the course of years we made him realize that he was fighting for the wrong side, which was obviously quite devastating for him.

He has changed his lifestyle since then, but it seems like he only lives to atone for his sins.
He doesn't have the same concept of friendship that we do, he considers us brothers in arms.
I wonder if that will ever change.


Faye is playing with a pony she has summoned.


What is it with all the ponies in my dreams since I've watched the MLP pilot?
I blame the guys on DV IRC...

Liv appears to be scared of Silver.
Yuya, Silver and I are talking whilst drinking some sort of lemonade.
But things aren't going well, Silver really doesn't want to talk, he just replies with "Yes" and "No" mostly.

I think about my situation. Sometimes this feels a bit like living a second life.
I wonder if that is weird? No... it isn't.


Silver leaves and I agree to help Yuya with something... (though I cannot recall what exactly with)



... Yuya and I are on another planet, entering some sort of temple.


We are here to obtain a certain item related to the device that powers the protective barrier for Haven.
Some of these devices were stolen a long time ago, but most of them have been returned.
There's still a few missing though, and this is one of them.

I can't really recall what the plan is, but I believe we are here to steal it.
Yuya and I are both disguised with the same attire worn by the monks in this temple, and we mimic their movements in order to not draw any attention to us.

But before we encounter the first monk, Yuya gives me an angry look.

"What?"
"Your hair!"

She's right. My hair is slightly blue-ish, which would draw a lot of attention.
I shake my head and my hair color changes into pitch black.
Yuya nods, confirming that this is much better.

We enter deeper layers of the temple and no-one seems to notice us, things seem to be going rather well.
That is, until we encounter a locked door.
There is a computer terminal in front of it, presumably responsible for opening the door.

"Open the door, I'll cover you."

Right. I approach the terminal which asks for a password.
Well, I'm not sure what I was expecting.

"I don't know the password."

Yuya looks at me confused.

"You're supposed to hack into it?"
"Huh? How...?"
"Well... you can hack into things no?"
"I can?"
"What about all those movies you've watched, they show you how to hack don't they?"
"Err Yuya... those movies are fiction, you can't just hack into something, it's a rather complicated and time consuming thing to do."
"Oh..."

Well... that's not good. But then I have an idea.
I touch the door with my left hand and enlarge my aura to encompass the whole door in order to get a feel for the interior mechanics.
It's a rather simple system with locking bolts, like in a safe.
I proceed to create small gravitational fields for each bolt and pull them out of their locks.
I then casually open the door smiling at Yuya.
She grins.

We enter what appears to be a treasure or storage room.
There are quite a few fancy looking boxes, most likely all containing very exotic and important items.
Yuya immediately spots the correct box and proceeds to open it.
This requires removing a considerable amount of locks, which is taking quite some time.
I decide to cover her until she's done.

After a short period of time I feel a presence.
There's someone else in this room, but I cannot see him.
I reach out with my aura and find 'something' approaching Yuya that is not visible.
I immediately blink next to it, whilst summoning my katana and take a defensive pose.

A monk materializes, holding a staff.
He seems contemplating to attack us.

"I'd advise against that"
"Thief!"
"We are merely returning what does not belong to you."

He decides to attack us anyways.
He leaps forward, swinging his staff at me.
I blink right behind him and slap him in the neck.
He drops to the ground unconscious.

"We should probably hurry up."

A mob of angry monks is running towards our room.
I yet again create a gravitational field, and use it to close the safety door.
I then launch a stream of fire at it, welding the locking bolts in place.
This ought to slow them down.

Yuya finally manages to open the box, and takes out a tiny transparent crystal.
She smiles at me.

"This is it!"

Monks are teleporting through the door. How did I not think of that?

"Open a portal, I'll hold them off!"

I power up. I feel the dragon tattoo on my back growing and erupting into flames.
Time slows down.
The monks are charging at me one after another.
I slash down their staffs with my katana, and push them away with shockwaves.
I try not to hurt them too much, after all I do not know if they know the details about the current situation.
They might just be trying to defend what they think is theirs.

"Hyu!"

The portal is up. I blink backwards, next to Yuya, and we both jump through the portal...

Alcohol gives me some strange dreams....

I'm on a bus with one or two friends. We're going somewhere and I'm excited about it (I think a waterfall but I'm not sure... ) I'm sitting next to an old lady but I'm turned away from her to talk with my friends, and I have my legs curled up on the chair with my feet near the old woman. I'm wearing a white skirt and suddenly the old woman reaches under my skirt and starts pulling my underwear. I feel embarrassed and jump up and look at the old lady and she's making an obscene gesture with her hand. She looks really really thin and ready for the mental institution, with her eyes rolling from one side to the other.
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I'm at some event with friends. I don't really remember what the event exactly entails, but there's an inside and an outside and there are benches and there's a lot of talking... Manon really wants to take a groupsphoto. A blond girl takes the photo. We want to do a funny pose so I start doing a ballet pose and everyone copies me. (...) I'm feeling good, I talk to a lot of new people and making jokes. There's this guy who often looks at me, he's wearing a brown sweater and I think brown pants too, and his hair is dark blonde and he has a sweet face. My friend Lien says he's looking at her and tells me the guy is interested in her. I keep quiet and kind of hope it's me he's interested in. (..) I'm by myself and Lars comes talking to me because he owes me some money. He only has a bill of ten euros but I can't give him back any change so he tells me I should give him back later. We keep talking a bit and Lien catches us talking and seems upset by this. (In reality she would have been upset too, she had a crush on him and he was an asshole to her). She takes me by the arm and drags me away there, saying that Levi has disappeared and we should go look for him.
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I'm in a tunnel complex with friends. There's a small man, but sort of buff. He's also bald and wearing a sleeveless shirt. Anyway, he turns out to be a psychopath and a serial killer. He has this thing that when he's in a go-cart, or perhaps any moving vehicle, he has to start running over people and killing them. So he has a go-cart in the dream and there's a girl that runs away and he wants to chase her in his go-cart. He first looks at us but we quickly get into another go-cart so he actually thinks that we will support him in his killing mission. In reality we try to stop him. (...) We're sleeping over at Lien's. It looks different from the actual house but I'm not asking any questions. All the other people but me can sleep upstairs in someones bedroom, I have to sleep on the couch downstairs. Suddenly the killer is there. He's being okay because there's no moving vehicle around but I still don't trust him and feel the urge to strap him to the radiator. I'm thinking, "he's small, I can handle it", but apparently he's stronger than I am and he tries to rape me but then a girl intervenes. She has dark hair which she wears in a pony tail. She tells me she has experience in these situations and ties him up to the radiator. (....) I'm sleeping really badly on the couch. There's a glass of water next to me which I often drink of because I'm thirsty but it doesn't taste too good. I have the awkward feeling that people are upset with me. The next morning I talk to Lien's mother. I ask her if I can do anything to help her and she points to the couch I've been sleeping on and suddenly there are 2 beds instead of one couch. They're like sleeping couches, or couches you can unfold to beds. Lien's mother tells me I could fold them back to couches. I want to do it but then I get distracted by something and the other people are up too and helping around and the next time I look at the sofas they're already folded up. I feel guilty.

25.02.2012

Dream Yoga START (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’ve been trying to practice dream yoga, I think it’s going reasonably well. It took me about 4 weeks to see any results. My first lucid came 4 weeks after starting to practice dream yoga. The week after that, I had 3 lucids and this week, i’ve had 2. It’s probably too soon to say that this lucid rate is steady, but I definitely feel that there’s a lot of progress.

My lucid from this morning:

WBTB, DILD

I sit up in my bed to realise that I’m in a dream. Oh. I couldn’t remember falling asleep at all. Oh well.

It’s dark.. the sun hasn’t come up yet. My room looks perfectly normal, even my bedroom dream sign (no desk) wasn’t visible. I’ve been reading Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self lately and remember that it mentions intermediate lucid dreamers explore their dream location upon getting lucid before going to explore. I make my way into the living room where I see my friend’s computer set out on the floor, the sofa-bed is pulled out and my brother is sitting in an office chair with his back to me. I didn’t think to interact with him, but I made a mental note to interact with dream characters in my next lucid dream.

Having little hold my interest within the house, I walk towards the door leading to the backyard. Not noticing that my dog wasn’t waiting outside for me, I ponder whether I should put shoes on.. finally deciding that it was a dream and so it shouldn’t matter, I walk into my backyard. Surprisingly, it’s a lot lighter outside, being lit up by the moon but pouring down rain.

I decide that I want to change the weather, something I’ve tried but never been able to do before. Slowly, the rain eases up and within 20 seconds, the sun is out shining. Satisfied, I walk onto the grass and start flying.

Flying in this dream was much different to any other.. It was like the only thing that was keeping my up was my speed. If I slowed down, it felt like I would fall out of the sky (kinda like flying a plane?). I fly over many rooftops, sometimes almost falling out of the sky due to day drea- .. Can it still be called daydreaming if you’re already in a dream..? huh..

Due to the mindless flying with no objective, I lose lucidity and end up beating up a few goons.

DJ Log: February 25, 2012 – 2:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am scrolling through the "post photos of yourself" thread, and each photo is overlaid with an icon that says "rescued" and "lost". As I scroll, the ratio of lost members to rescued members is increasing. I right-click on a member's name and a context menu appears which shows options such as: leave for dead, sell to the Russian mafia, convert to the new DV, and a couple other menu options I can't recall.

As quickly as I can, I hold Ctrl and click each lost member's profile to open them in a new tab so I can send each one a message, but the tabs close just as quick as I open them. I click a few of them a second time, but they open momentarily and then close again.

I wake up (FA) screaming and throw my laptop against the wall, and then I woke up again and realize that I had just thrown my pillow on the floor.

02.24.2012

Many Encounters and Intense Battle with Lady in Black Latex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap a while ago (it's close to midnight now, but I forgot to finish this entry when I woke up, I guess I was confident that I would remember the details of it, and I still do).

For some reason, either the alarm didn't wake me up in One and a half hour, so I probably slept an extra 30-40 minutes for the nap....

Anyway...

Dream 1: Meeting Black Cat from Spiderman

I'm not too sure on this dream, but where I started from is when some DC was trying to kill another one on the floor with a revolver pistol with a long barrel.

I think he had necklace with a bullet on it (which I knew had to be Ocelot from MGS3), and he was saying something as he was preparing his gun to shoot at the DC that couldn't stand up. I assume the DC was injured from some prior battle, and was just left behind because maybe he was unconscious or something.



Then as the Ocelot DC gets ready to aim the gun at the old man (which now that I think about it, it was as if Ocelot was shooting his future self), I believe someone came from behind and stabbed Ocelot. The older version of him is still in shock because the younger Ocelot shot the pistol as he was dying.

Then the dream shifts to where I'm somewhere at a futuristic science base, and when I try to turn to the right to enter an automatic door chamber, this random DC in black latex comes through this metal door, she resembles Black Cat from the Spiderman Franchise.

+????

She has a transparent Arm Blade attached as a weapon when she came after me.

I'm not too sure on her how the experience was, but I do remember fighting back (or at least the body that I'm taking a 3rd period perspective of).

I think it took a few hits to take her down, but when that happened, the dream restarts over again. She's coming after me again, but I forgot what happened after that.

I had another dream of this Black Cat Female DC coming after me before, I don't know if it's my subconscious trying to get to me by using fear as a means to help me become lucid and figure out what's up with her doing this, or maybe it was just random.

But at the same that, it was too dangerous for the dream to be random when she came along.

I had other dreams after this, but they were so short and random that I felt too lazy to remember them.

I couldn't sign in until I changed my host files, so I was just keeping my dream journal in a word document until I broke down and decided to mess with my host file, so I'm adding them all in now, I just hope the post will take all this! lol

2-21-12
Dream One (fragment): I remember seeing pictures of Nintendo Characters flashing in the dream. That’s pretty much it. I got the feeling I was being shown options or something.

Dream Two: The dream starts off with me sitting in a car with my kids and a male. I don’t know who the man was, just that in the dream I felt he was a family member or a family friend. We’re impatiently waiting for my husband. I have dream memories of my husband telling me that one of his best friends from high school is in town giving a spiritual seminar, and he wanted to swing in a see him. This is the third time he’s gone to visit this friend in as many days. I remember thinking this friend is a quack. I’m pretty open minded, but everything I had read about the guy gave me a wrong feeling. My husband is inside a hotel where this seminar was supposed to be taking place, and we’re in the parking lot waiting. The Kids are getting impatient, and cranky, so I say I’m going to get my husband and hurry him out. I get out of the car and go inside the hotel. The seminar is in the lobby and it’s HUGE. I see my husband just watching this man talk, and I go up to him and tell him we need to go because the kids are cranky. He says he can’t leave yet because the man is still talking to his attendees and my husband hasn’t had the chance to talk to him yet. I tell him he has five more minutes, then he’d better come out whether he talks to his friend or not because the kids are ready to go. I walk outside and inform the man who was in the car with us that it’ll just be five more minutes, and that I’m going to go back in and make sure it’s only five minutes if I have to drag my husband out so be it. I walk back, but instead of cutting diagonally across the parking lot I take my time walking to the sidewalk to my left then following it up to the building and then around to the door. When I get inside, my husband is still standing there listening like one of the other attendees and I’m really annoyed. I check the clock and its been five minutes. I grab him by the arm and tell him it’s time to go. He protests that he hasn’t been able to talk to his friend yet. I say I don’t care, he’s talked to him two days in a row already, and we need to go. My husband protests again, louder this time, causing the friend to stop talking and all the attendees to turn and look at us. My husband turns red with embarrassment, and lets me pull him out the door. Outside he starts whining like the kids how he just wanted to talk to his friend and yadda yadda yadda. I get pissed off and tell him he’s seen his “girl friend” in there twice in two days already, and I’m sorry he can’t see the man today, but if the friend thought he was worth seeing he’d make time for him and to come on. My husband gets pissed that I called his guy friend a girlfriend and implied that he had any feelings like that for the guy. He tells me I’m just jealous, and I tell him no I am pissed because he’s not thinking about the kids being cranky and tired and needing to go to bed. He argues that they can sleep in the car, and I storm off to the car. I tell the guy in the car that I’m sorry, my husband and I were having a fight, would he and his wife mind keeping the kids over night? He says no problem, and his wife is in a car nearby so we move the carseats over (somehow with the kids still buckled in them, lol!) to her car so they can leave. My husband comes over and keeps complaining again, and I tell him to go fuck off and do whatever the hell he wants, I’m going to walk home. I start walking home and he gets in the car and follows me telling me it’s not safe for me to walk home alone. I tell him to piss off again, and he drives off giving me my space. After walking another couple feet, I feel like it’s this friend of his fault and know there will be a repeat of the incident if this friend doesn’t either make time for him or tell him to get lost he’s too busy to talk, so I decide to confront the guy. I walk back to the hotel and it starts raining. I put my hoodie on my head and run for the doors. I get inside and the seminar is over. The front desk says they will summon the guy, but he’s gone back to his room. There’s a bed in the middle of the lobby and I’m tired, so I lay down on it. I fall asleep in my dream, but don’t dream (because I’m already dreaming? Lol) when I wake up in dream I hear the desk attendant telling the friend of my husband’s that one of his followers wanted to speak with him. I decide that now that he’s in the room, and I’ve rested, I’m not fired up anymore and am too intimidated by him to say anything. I pretend to keep sleeping. The guy doesn’t seem intimidating in the dream or anything, but I’m a big chicken when it comes to confrontation unless I’m really worked up over something. The guy comes over and sits on the bed, then reaches up and brushes my hair behind my ear while saying, “Good morning sunshine.” I growl at him that I’m already awake, and he says he knows. He says he knows who I am, I am C’s wife. I nod, but before I can actually voice a reply he starts saying, “I know you’re unhappy. The two of you are too different. He doesn’t understand or have the patience you do with your children. He doesn’t share the same beliefs you do. You love each other very much, but love isn’t enough to make things work. There’s someone else out there for both of you. Someone who will make you both much happier than if you stay together.” At first I feel really subdued by the man’s words thinking, he’s exactly right, but then when he starts talking about there being someone else I roll off the bed as quickly as possible and start storming off, my fists balled up without a word to him. He stays on the bed and call out, “What’s wrong? You know I am only speaking the truth.” I turn and glare at him and tell him, “I may not be happy, and your right about the things wrong in our relationship. But you’re also right that I love him. I don’t want to hear that there is someone else, you are supposed to be his friend. If you want to offer advice, advise us on how to fix things, don’t try to split apart our family!” Then I wake up for real because my husband is going to work.
Dream Three: I’m still angry with my husband, but we are home. I have run out the back door and across the pasture to the barn. The barn looks totally different on the inside. I am fuming mad, at my husband for choosing to spend so much time waiting for a friend who has no time for him, and at his friend for being such a jerk and trying to split us up. In the barn I look back and see my husband making his towards the barn. I close and lock the front barn door, and when I go to lock the back door so he can’t come inside and bug me, his friend is standing there. I realize at once the guy looks like Russel Brand in that movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and if he hadn’t suddenly appeared in the barn I would have probably laughed about the realization. He doesn’t act goofy like that character though, but he does put out his hand and say, “You know I’m telling you the truth, why won’t you admit it to yourself? Why don’t you want to be happy?” I reply that I know my husband loves me, and I love him too much to hurt him. I’d rather be miserable than know my happiness was at the cost of his, and my children’s when they’re suddenly divided between parents. The man tells me that my husband isn’t really happy, he only thinks he is because he has what he thinks he wants. He tells me that there is someone else that would make him even happier and I am selfishly being a martyr by clinging to the idea that I am sacrificing my happiness to make my family happy. I get mad and yell at him to get lost, that I don’t like him and I want nothing to do with his so called advice. I turn to lock myself in a stall where he can’t get to me, but instead of finding a stall there’s a desk full of papers on a wooden platform. I stomp over to it thinking I can make myself look busy and maybe he’ll leave me alone, but on the table I find my husband’s wedding ring. Instead of being all shiny and maintained, it looks like it’s rusted and there are big dents in it. I grab it and feel sad for a moment, but then I realize I haven’t got a clue where my own wedding ring is so why should I care if his is unworn? (In reality mines been missing for at least six months, we think for almost a year, neither of us can remember when I last wore it and there aren’t any pictures of me wearing it since 11 months ago) I start to leave the barn, now feeling more sad than anything else, and when I open the barn door my husband’s mom is there. She says “Well hello B, how are you feeling today?” I tell her I’m frustrated, that her son is really getting on my nerves, and she just replies, “oh well, your married, things are going to come up to bother you both.” I nod and she turns around and walks off. My husband is finally at the barn, and before I can start to talk to him and tell him I’m sorry or anything he starts talking about his friend again. I get so mad and angry that I want to scream. I turn to go back inside the barn and close the door, thinking that there’s no point trying to talk to him, there never is. I need to just walk away until I have more patience, then I wake up.
Dream Four: I am in a dark apartment. My dream self recognizes that the apartment is my brothers (my brother doesn’t live in an apartment, and I’ve never been where he does live) He’s asked me to pick something up today to take to his girl friend. I’m looking for it, and a voice tells me “The droid tablet is under the recliner.” I reach under and find it, say thanks, and leave. As I go out the door, I end up back in the same room, but it’s daylight and I know it’s the next day now. Instead of having the tablet, I now have flowers or something his girlfriend wanted me to deliver to him. I don’t expect him to be home because he’s out of town for training, but when I go to set the flowers on the coffee table there’s a chair to my left with a pile of blankets on top of it. I startle as the covers move and my brother appears from under them. I feel relived it’s just him, then chide him for scaring me when he’s not supposed to be home yet! He laughs and says, “I just told you last night where to find the tablet. Did you forget? Or did you think it was a ghost telling you where it was?” I glare at him, still feeling annoyed from my previous dream, then ask him if he’s called his girlfriend yet because she’s really worried about him. He says no, he just got home last night and was tired so he went straight to bed. He’ll call her in a little bit when He’s done waking up. Then I wake up.
2-22-12

Dream One: I spent the evening watching the two Dream Views sites fighting it out, the real vs. the hacked/fake one, and my first dream of the night was a blurry rehashing of that. In my dream, our dreams weren’t being monitored online, but rather in our heads, and every time we went to sleep alien hackers were hacking into our brain and watching our dreams trying to find those who opposed them. I don’t remember much beyond that concept though. I do remember praying to the “Dream Views Goddess” in the dream, who seemed more like a Joan Of Arc than a real Goddess, someone who existed and was fighting the aliens. I was praying that she would protect my dreams so that I wouldn’t be taken down by brain hacking aliens. Every now and them, my dreams get crazy conspiracy theory like enough to make even me think, WTF?! Lol
Dream Two: I was in the car with my husband. We were on our way to a house where we suspect someone who was trying to kill me lived. I have dream memories of being different from normal, that I had suddenly gotten myself thrown into a weird mystical war. It wasn’t one where it was like good versus evil, but rather one species verses another, where people’s allegiances were determined by what changed them, not their own personal beliefs. I wasn’t aware of what I was at this point in the dream, just that there was a prophecy of some sort. My husband is driving and the kids are in the back seat, I’m worried and stressed out, and my husband pulls into his old high school parking lot. He says he needs to ask someone for some advice, and I lock the car doors afraid to get out of the car. I feel like I’m safe in there. I see three skinny guys in girl jeans and black leather jackets with bleached hair smoking against a white sports car. I notice they’re watching my car and it’s freaking me out even more. I wonder if they’re the ones trying to kill me. So I lean over and hit the lock button one more time making sure all the doors are locked. The guys start laughing and walk up to my car. They’re surrounding it, one on either side and one in front of the car. Suddenly their faces and clothes warp and they look like skeletons in black cloaks, like grim reapers. They’re all wobbly like their bones are made of rubber or something and two of them are moaning eerily. The one on the driver’s side presses it’s self against the door and starts speaking in a moaning prophetic voice, “Kill the one who seeks your life or be killed by him. Then, only through rebirth can the prophecy be fulfilled.” I’m terrified of these things, suddenly hoping they don’t think about busting through the glass. Then my little boy crawls into the front seat with me and they vanish. He is unafraid, and doesn’t seem to have seen them. Out of instinct I fuss at him for crawling over the seats because he could get hurt, but inside I’m so happy because I feel like he’s saved me by scaring them off. He whines a bit about being bored in the back seat, but then my husband unlocks the car door and tells him to get back in the back seat. With all of us in the car, we get back on our way to where we think the man trying to kill me is. My husband drives past the right road, and I ask him where he’s going and he says he forgot the way. I tell him he just passed the road. He turns around and we go down the right road. When we get to the location specified in the prophecy there are a lot of people who look alike, like a whole family complete with grandparents and cousins and such, having a picnic and it seems to be a park. My kids are no longer in the car, but my dream self doesn’t seem to care they’re not there anymore, all I’m thinking about is that one of these people want to kill me. The whole family gives me glares, and I ask where the man who wants to kill me is. An old man says, “He’s not here. He’s running away from you and your damned prophecy! Why should I lose my son because of some stupid prophecy? He has done nothing wrong! He has not hurt you!” I feel the same way, but I don’t say anything, Instead I feel like there’s something important to my right. I turn right and start walking, then I feel like I need to go left again, So I turn left and start walking down a big grassy hill. Halfway down the hill I see a man laying on the ground. He’s dressed in holey shabby clothes with stains and has a red bandana tied around his head. I can tell just by looking at him that he’s the man who’s supposed to try to kill me, he’s the one the skeletons said I had to kill before he could kill me. He’s asleep. I still don’t want to kill him, but I know I have to do something, so I lightly kick his shoe to wake him up. I point my fingers at him like they’re a gun, and as soon as he opens his eyes I say, “Bang. If I really wanted to kill you, you’d be dead right now. But I don’t want to kill you.” The man jumps up quickly and pulls out a huge knife, probably a foot long with really jagged edges. He’s waving it wildly at me, and tells me, “I don’t believe you! You’re going to kill me. The prophesy said so! But I’ll kill you first!” We start circling each other with our hands clenching at our sides like in action movies, lol. I counter back at him, “I have so much to live for, and I’m sure you do too. Let’s just toss this prophesy bull shit out and live our lives. He counters, “No. My family is counting on me being the winner. If I fulfill this prophecy they will finally have a reason to be proud of me!” I reply, “Your family would rather have you alive and the prophesy unfulfilled than have it fulfilled and you dead!” Then he says, “They don’t care about me now, but they will when I am the victor of an ancient prophesy!” “I counter with, “They do care! And even if you don’t think they care, don’t you care about them? Wasn’t that little girl your sister? Is she in kindergarten yet? Do you think she wants her big brother to die?!” He replies, “She starts next year, but she’s the only one who cares. She’d be better off without her loser brother making her look bad!” He leaps forwards towards me with this knife, and I instinctually turn into a giant wolf (think of something like the shadow wolf Link becomes in Twilight Princess) and I lunge right back at him. I grab his wrist that is holding the blade in my mouth, and push him to the ground with my weight and momentum. He hits the ground with a thump and drops the knife. I turn back into myself, still straddling him, and I grab the knife he dropped and hold it above my head. I yell really loud in anger and frustration, and then bring it down as fast and as hard as I can into the ground an inch from his head. The guy is nearly crying in fear of his life, and I stand up. He’s cowering on the ground trying to figure out if he’s still alive or a spirit now. I hold my hand out and grumble at him, “You now owe me your life, consider this your death and be reborn as my ally.” The can is crying but gets up and thanks me. He says he has changed his mind, I was right, he doesn’t want to die or kill anyone. He realizes having almost died that his life, no matter how worthless it seems, it’s still worth the world. I tell him to go tell his family he’s safe, I have to track down the creepy skeleton guys because I think they’re the real enemy for making up these crazy prophecies that pit people against one another. I walk forwards and end up in a cave, then I can’t remember any more of them dream though I’m sure there was more to it.
Dream Three: I am in the car with my husband again. We’re driving in the dark down a dirt driveway or road, and there’s grass almost as tall as the car on both sides. The road turns and winds, so it’s often that you can’t see anything but grass all around the car, like being stuck in the middle of a field with super tall grass of some kind. There’s a lady in the back seat, and she’s really worried. She says it’s been three or four days since she’s heard from her husband and she’s worried the giant were-crocks have gotten him. The road opens up, and there’s a tree and a front yard, and a tiny yellow shack like house. There’s a tire swing on the tree swaying as if in wind, but the wind isn’t blowing the grass or the tree. I’m getting really creeped out. We pull up to the house, so close that if my husband opens the door he’ll hit the front porch with his door. The lights are on in the house and on the porch. There are two doors on the porch, one on each wall against the porch. The one directly in front of us has a closed screen door, but the actual door is closed. The other door looks like it’s made of slats of some kind and it’s closed, but light is peaking through the cracks between the slats. It looks like every single light is on in the house. I tell my husband not to open the door, he nods and says, “I’ll honk the horn. If he’s still alive he’ll come to the door. If he doesn’t we’re going to have to wait it out for an hour, and after that assume the worst.” He lays on the horn a few times. No one comes out of the house. The woman is crying. And this is where my son wakes me up, thankfully, lol.

Dream Four: I’m swimming at an indoor public pool. For some reason I’m expecting to have some books delivered to me, and I get out of the water to ask my mom who happens to be there as well if she’s seen anyone come in with them yet. She says no, so I get back in the water. I dive under the water, and see something brown on the bottom of the pool like two boxes. I swim to the bottom and fetch the boxes off the bottom of the pool. I look at the labels after I set them on the edge of the pool, and they are addressed to me. I open the boxes and they’re full of very wet manga. I am pissed. I take the volumes to the front desk and tell them I am a first time customer who was expecting a package today, and whoever accepted the packages in the office threw them into the pool instead of trying to find the person they should have been delivered to. The old lady in the office sighs and says she’s sorry, she’ll replace them. She takes the books from me and starts writing down the prices and adding them up on a calculator. I wake up.

2-23-12
Dream One (Fragment): I remember reddish orangeish brownish rocks, like you would expect to see in Arizona or somewhere. There was also a huge cave with water and dripping stalactites/stalagmites with a big pool of water. I don’t remember any of what I was doing in those, but I get the distinct remembering that I was not alone. I remember waking up, but it could have been a false awakening, and thinking I needed to write that dream in my dream journal. Then I recalled I still can’t log into Dream Views, and I vaguely recall there being another web site I used to write all my dreams on before. I think of some name, that I can’t remember now, and then roll over and go back to sleep. In reality there is no other websites, dream views is the first I’ve found dedicated to dream journals and lucid dreaming and such. I have however always sent my best dreams to my BFF over Facebook as messages. That could be what I was thinking of.

Dream Two: I’m not quite asleep yet, but I’m in that stage where reality and dreams tend to overlap. I’m rarely in that stage for long, but I roll over. When I roll over I feel a shift in the room, and I’m pretty sure it’s the spirit in the house moving from one side of the room to the other, but in my half asleep state of mind, I picture it as a giant white and grey wolf walking through my room. I freak out and roll back over to get a better look and I’m awake now so It’s gone.
Dream Three: I’m in a room, seems like a living room or a lobby. Beside me is Twig the Faerie (She’s a Renaissance Festival Circuit Faerie, and very cute!) We’re sitting on the floor and she’s giggling (Those who know Twig know she doesn’t really talk, lol). There is a HUGE girls bathroom behind me, where two heavier girls are doing their hair with the door open, talking to us loudly so their voices project out of the bathroom. Suddenly the back door opens, and a bald middle aged man walks in, driping wet and stark naked! I turn my head quickly so I’m not looking because it’s embarrassing me, and twig is giggling at him. The man starts talking, he’s mad because someone stole his towel from the shower and he thinks it was us. We insist it wasn’t us, but it’s a funny prank and we bet the boys did it so he’d come over to yell at the girls while he was naked. I’m studying my thumb very closely hoping he’d just hurry up and get out. He grumbles a bit more, then leaves, leaving a puddle in the floor. I start to clean up the puddle and Twig hops up and I notice that her wings are bundled up and hidden under her shirt, except that one seems to have gotten caught on her shirt and is peeking out and making the back line of the shit look wrong. I tell her to stop, and I fix it. She says, “Thank you so much! No wonder my wings were hurting so bad this morning!” and I’m happy to see she has a very high pitched and adorable voice to go with her adorable character. I tell her it’s not problem, but just then someone bursts into the room and the whole thing goes to pot. They had seen me fix her wing through the mirror, and called the cops, and they were going to take us into custody for being faeries! Twig pulls a string under her shirt that’s holding her wings down, and her wings fly out the back, shredding the shirt at the same time. It’s barely staying on in front, and the cops stop to stare briefly, then she flies up and the roof is gone, it’s just open night sky and we’re in a city instead of a living room. The cops come at me too, and I find a string under my own shirt that has the same effect as hers. I fly up, and we’re being shot at as we try to escape. I find that I can’t sly as high as I would like, and instead try to use my aerial height to boost my speed by diving and hoping to land far enough ahead of the cops they can’t find me. When I hit the ground I call out, “Goddess help me!” and the whole dream warps and shifts again. I’m back in the living room again, alone, but I can hear people outside. I open the back door the naked man had come in through, and find a beautiful landscape. There’s a stone porch, with wooden trellises hung with beautiful vines and flowers. The platform goes on for about fifteen feet ahead, and then there’s a curved walk way also made of vine covered trellises, that has an opening at the center. I start to walk in, and from inside I can see that if I go left I will end up on the beach and if I go right I will go to a wooded area. If I go forwards and out the other side of the walk way I will be at a long building. Then this little critter that reminds me of a sugar glider with a Koala head and EXTRA BIG eyes. I say, “awww, how cute! Come here little Chi Chim!” (I’m pretty sure this is a direct result of reading SpeedRacer to the kids before bed, and Chi Chim is my brain rehashing the little boys pet monkey’s name, Chim Chim just dropping or forgetting the first m ) The little critter crawls up my arm and rests on my shoulder for a minute so I can pet it. Then I hear my mom’s voice behind me. The little critter scurries away, and I turn to see my mom behind me. She asks me how I’ve been since I’ve moved here to be with others like me. I tell her I love it here, it’s so wonderful. Everyone can feel things, I don’t feel like I’m crazy anymore. She nods, and says it’s a really pretty place, she wouldn’t mind living here herself. Then, there’s a loud screech behind me. I turn around to see a bird of prey diving at what looks like Chi Chim. I freak out and run towards it, scaring the bird back and grab Chi Chim. But it’s not Chi Chim, it’s another cute critter that looks more like regular grey squirrel. I carry it up to where my mom is, and it curls up in my hands, happy and safe. There’s a group of other people laughing to my left, and I notice the bird of prey resting on one’s shoulder. I call out to him that what he’d done hadn’t been very nice, to which he replies his birds gotta eat. I show the squirrel critter to my mom, and tell her everyone here has a familiar or some kind, they always just show up shortly after we arrive in our stuff and take up with us right away. I tell her mine is named chi chim, he’s kind of like this little guy, but more independent and has much bigger eyes. Then I tell her he looks like my daughter’s toy “oogie” only with grey instead of pink and white stripes, and the size of a rat. To my right some girls walk up and start talking. I recognize them as the girls from the bathroom. One’s carrying a baby. She asks me if I want to hold her, and I say sure, “I set the squirrel down and hold the baby for a moment. I tell my mom that I was there when the girl gave birth, and the girl says she was lucky to have me there because I’d given birth twice and really talked her through the painful parts. My Mom says that’s sweet, and asks if she can hold the baby. The girl says sure, and I hand over the baby. Then I notice something funny about the girls eyes, they almost seem to flash like blue and yellow lights. I get a bad feeling like something was wrong, so I turn to walk away hoping not to be pursued, but the girls suddenly grow huge claws and start walking towards me. I turn and run back into the arched walkway, but the group with the falcon now has Blue and Yellow flashing eyes as well. I run the other direction towards the beach in the walk way, but there’s a guy there, and he’s got the yellow and blue flashing eyes too. He runs at me while everyone else is just walking, so I turn back around and go towards the long building I had seen when I first saw the walkway. I make it to the door, but then the boy leaps and knocks me through the door, to the ground. The floor of the building collapses and my back hits the basement floor hard. It hurts, but the guy had his hands around my shoulders digging his thumbs into my windpipe so I can’t breathe. I try to fight him but I can’t, I can’t stop thinking that he feels so familiar, and that he would never hurt me, something has to be wrong with him. Then I reach out and pull him closer to me, I manage to get his lips to mine and his grip on my neck loosens enough that I can gasp for breath and say broken up words. I continue kissing him until his hands drop from my neck completely. I’m gasping his name over and over trying to breathe but also get through to him past whatever is controlling him, “K, I know you’re in there, K please! K!” He grabs my head and pulls me closer and starts saying my name and I know I’ve gotten through to him but he just keeps kissing me, in full out make our territory now, which is definitely a first, in all the dreams he’s been in we’ve never kissed, let alone made out hot and heavy, and yet here he is groping me. Then I get the closest I've been to lucid in a LONG time. I can feel my body in bed, the sheets and pillows and even tell that I'm laying on my back, I just can't move because I'm still stuck in the dream (and honestly, I didn't want to leave! lol) At the same time, I was seeing K in a bed as well, with the dream super imposed on him, like a project on a screen for a split second. Then, I lost my awareness of my bed and everything, all I saw was the dream building and K back to dream "normal" . Suddenly he pushes me away and says, “Oh god, B, I’m sorry!”I’m not sure if he’s apologizing for trying to kill me or for making out with me, so I just say it’s ok, everything’s fine now. Then he says everything is not fine now, the others are still under something’s control , so we need to get away quickly. He runs out a door on the back of the building. I follow, and there’s a sharp hill to the left. He climbs into a barrel that’s beside the hill, and then climbs onto the top of the hill. I follow. Then there’s some time I can’t remember what happens, but we cross a road and there’s a building made of glass, like a green house. We walk in, I’m following K, and he seems determined about the path, like he’s concentrating on it and won’t talk to me. My Mom comes up behind us, and she starts to talk about stained glass and a project she’s working on. K tells me to ignore her and keep moving, but she’s my mom so I talk to her as I walk. She’s saying someone wanted a certain piece of glass because she liked the way the colors swirled in it, but the rest of the class broke it because they all wanted it to. Then when it was shattered the girl couldn’t use it anymore, and it was purple and blue swirled so she thought I’d like to have it. K says NO, firmly, and I have a bad feeling about the whole thing, so I just tell her no thanks. She keeps insisting I should have this piece of glass, and offers to make me something out of it. I tell her the whole thing gives me a bad feeling, and I don’t want anything to do with glass that someone else was wrongfully cheated out of. Then my daughter woke me up.

2-24-12
I didn’t sleep well last night so I only have two dream fragments and no real dreams to write about.
Dream One (Fragment): I was in a store, it looked like our local J.C. Penny at Christmas time, with lots of toys stacked up around the escalators. I was looking at a giant train set, the kind that was made for little kids to ride on. I decided it was too big and too expensive to buy for my kids, so I turn to walk to my right. There’s a table with a group of guys hanging out around it. I stop for a minute to see what everyone’s doing, and they’re playing some sort of card game. My first thought was it might have been magic the gathering, (I’ve never played the game, so I don’t know what it looks like when people are playing) but then I decide that even though all the cards are fantasy like creatures, it can’t be magic because my husband has some magic cards from his high school days and they’re all regular rectangular cards. The cards in this game were shaped like the creatures they represented on top with the bottom being a rectangular section listing the attacks and damage. Someone hands me a few cards and tells me to join in. I don’t know what I’m doing but I decide to try it out if someone will help me. The first card I have is a girl creature. It has a woman’s face and body with blue furry looking hair, wings, and a blue furry tail.

Dream Two (Fragment): I’m viewing this dream from third person, so it’s like watching a tv show or something. I’m watching Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and he’s in front of a house with a blonde woman in a pink house coat and her little girl who must be 7 or 8. He looks off into the distance where there is a blue and orange flame high above the trees. It looks very unnatural. He tells the woman and her child to go inside and lock the doors, he’s going to check the fire out. She tells him to be careful, then quickly pulls the little girl inside and slams the door. Angel runs at super vampire speed through the woods, and comes out at a road like an interstate or a big highway. There’s a big middle aged man standing next to a car that’s burning on the side of the road. The unnatural flames are coming from the car. The man tells Angel he knows what he is, and he is going to die like the filthy vampire he is. I wake up.

- I had to help some guy look for his little brother. We were walking/running a pretty long way across a beachy area. We came to a place with a lot of people sitting on bleachers on the beach. We saw his brother in the crowd and pushed past people to get to him.

- I was with someone who was trying to teach some guy the names of the main MLP characters and how to tell the difference between them. Suddenly I spotted Fluttershy standing against a wall. She was in the cartoon style, but living and 3D - sort of as if a giant plushie of her had come to life irl. I went over and started patting her and scratching her chin like a cat, which she seemed to enjoy. (For the record, I've watched and enjoyed some MLP, but I don't really consider myself a fan.)

- I was wearing a bunch of lolita/deco accessories including two heart-shaped rings. One of them was lavender and it kept falling apart. I found another one and put it on, but thought three was maybe a bit too much, and so I thought about taking the broken one off. I also thought of replacing it with a rainbow bow ring I have.

So, I started my dream at home (which I wasn't my home in real life). I was on my computer and I got an e-mail saying I was going to be a captain at camp. I guess being a captain meant that I was the leader and speaker of the kids at my camp XD. I also read that because of so many campers, there was going to be 2 captains this year. I was pretty pissed because the other captain was someone I hated. So I got driven to camp and I remember the campus being a really fancy, hotel like, building. Then I got my captain uniform which was a blackhawks jersey (I'm thinking that blackhawks jeresy's are my dream sign) I had a "C" on my jersey (for captain) We then had a big camp meeting in which me and the other captain were leading the discussion of were everyone sleeps. Behind us were the assistants (had "A"'s on their jersey's). Then we all went to dinner and my dream ended.
Well, thanks for reading XD