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[11:00 PM]

I am standing in front of the doors of a Chinese restaurant with HorseLime, and a couple of friends from high school. I remember #035-6 in particular, who was wondering why we started standing out here at 1:00 PM, when the restaurant didn't open until 3:30 PM. HorseLime told him it was all part of the plan, and #035-6 responded with, "I trust you." In any case, we wait out there for a while, and, after a bit, HorseLime determines its time to move- we were actually waiting here to stay out of the sun until the other restaurant down the street opened. We were all saying, "that makes sense," and similar things and were about to move but one person, #914-82, decided he should buy something (an elderly Chinese women was behind the desk) because he felt it was rude to just use this person's place otherwise. He bought some Pho thing and we were on our way.

I was walking in the proper direction I thought, but ended up with just one other person from the original gang, who I believe was #50-263 from elementary school. We each had a plate of pizza (he had two slices), but were trying to maintain our appetite as we planned on eating a crapload of chinese. We went to sit down in a pizza shop I went to in Kentucky (it was very vividly replicated in my dream). I remember feeling bad, since we brought our own pizza, and others were all waiting for the pizza the store provided. I also remember knowing the pizza shop had good pizza, and ours was pretty tiny and shoddy in comparison.

As a side note, I remember also stopping by a gas station or something with my roommate sophomore year. We grabbed a slice of pizza, and I also grabbed some sour patch straws. I remember the cashier said I spent something like $4 a day on average, after my roommate goaded me into getting extra food. He may have been the second person, not #50-263.

While sitting around, we finished our slices and I was able to look inside the building. There I remember seeing my father grabbing pipes that were ejecting tons of steam, and placing them into bins of water. I remember being confused as to why the steam only came out when coming into contact with the water, but my father made some explanation that made sense to me at the time. Around this time I looked at my phone and was planning on texting HorseLime to tell us where he was at, but didn't want to bother him, so just waited around a bit longer.

The guy I was with turned into an asian girl I didn't recognize, and the pizza shop turned into a Chinese restaurant, and I promptly forgot the fact that I was planning on meeting the other group of people. I began eating different soups very quickly, which the girl did as well, and remember standing up, holding my stomach with a grin, and saying if she was ready to get more. We ate at least three heaping bowlfuls of soup (and I'm not much of a soup fan), and were debating getting a second. We decided against it and exited out of the room into a staircase. I ran down and hid behind the door at the bottom, hoping to scare her when she came out, but she never did.

I was wondering where she went, but noticed a film or something was being shot in front of me. It involved a group of people, 3 male, 1 female, trying to solve murder mysteries, and trying to find one man in particular. While observing these people, I remember a series of photographs taking up my vision, that each looked very old (brownish and decayed slightly). As I looked, they would flip through automatically, showing a series of people, some women, some men, always looking in the right, holding up a picture of the next person who I would see. Near the end of the flipping was an image of a fist being formed from a floating hand and striking the ground. (When I woke up, I remember being a bit spooked by the flipbook, as it was very vivid, and I could see each person (and there were many) very clearly).

When the hand hit the bottom of the page, my vision went straight to Danny DeVito, holding up a "clue" that said nbsp (an HTML entity) and him reading it as "Nickelback." He concluded that the murderer took pictures of everyone always looking towards the right, with an image of the next victim, and that the murderer would next strike at the biggest rock concert happening in the near future (hence the "Nickelback"). He pointed to a poster that was advertising a large concert.

My vision jumped back to the four people in the movie scene, and they then moved into a barn that was nearby (I believe we were in a setting very similar to a Call of Duty map). They each pulled out silenced pistols and began shooting everywhere in the barn, killing one guy that was concluded to be the murderer. Then my view panned through each cast member, and I woke up.

[4:00 AM]

I don't remember much of this one, but I was in a room of some sorts, and along the wall was a table with ingredients to make salsa. I grabbed a bunch of chips and sour cream possibly, and tossed it into a blender. Covering the blender with a plate, I was able to incrementally blend the food (stopping and restarting when the plate I was using moved to much to the side). The blend I made was for dipping or something. I then began feeling really disgusted, as I noticed lots of little cockroach like bugs around the food. I tried moving them, but I began freaking out (though I don't generally do that with bugs, or cockroaches).

I remember hearing my parents arguing as well, though about what I can't remember. They concluded the argument jovially, as they both decided to just smoke (a cigarette and pipe presumably). I remember feeling distaste at this as well.

Last night I didn't remember any complete dreams, main cause is getting up at 06:00 in the morning to study for math a bit. (The exam went okay but I'll have to wait and see for the results...)
I did hav one dream-fragment.

1. Ireland

Just before waking up I hear Irish Folklore music, quiet loud actually.


Anyway, we're slowly approaching the end of 2 nail-biting weeks and the most stressful day has yet to come, the results!

Semper Fidelis

I'm writing this a relatively long time after I woke up.

This dream revolved around all the One Piece characters. There was some enemy the Strawhat Pirates had to beat, but the enemy proved extremely strong. Luckily, Goku(I was Goku in the dream) was on his way. I was flying high in Super Saiyan mode. Super Saiyan, because the enemy was really strong. I flew over a well and felt I had to go in the well, because apparently the enemy was in there.

This is most of what I remember. If there as a fight, I did not experience it and most likely forgot.

I don't remember a lot from the first dream. But I recall becoming lucid than leaving the house to run from this girl that was annoying me. I started walking with these other two girls outside and ended up in a school i think. I was about to go to sleep than a dance teacher guy told me to get up because he was going to start dance class.[lost lucidity after that] I was told that i had to do a move where i would have to slide from the left than to the right. I tried but gave up cause i felt i looked stupid doing it. Than a boy came up to me and said he would show me how its done. He tried but than i just walked away because i was nervous. Than a girl came out of no where and said she was mad at me and going to give me the silent treatment. I said sorry and suddenly a girl broke a glass and had to go to the nurses office. That's when the girl giving me the silent treatment shouted something in french and it looked like i was holding a purse with a snail on it.Than I appeared in a dinning room and a lady named Hetherfold was calling up a van so we could go out on some family outing.

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In my second dream I was outside walking in the street with a boy. I saw a boy from my neighborhood walking in front of me than sigh cause he forgot his shit. -w- He said the word shit a lot and joked about it.He ended up going back though and i just kept walking somewhere else. Than I randomly ended up with my mom and younger brother. We were going to get pizza but my mom was yelling at us. So me and my brother said we didn't want it anymore and left. I sat on a bench and this girl came out of no where and said she liked orange soda like Kel from Keenan and kel. I said that reminded me of a soda song they use to have back in the days but i forgot what it was. After that i left and I was in a school but i was on a bed in a room. There was a little girl and a Mexican man. The Mexican dad told his daughter to use the sword to cut off my arms and legs .[I became lucid at that point] The little girl didn't want to at first but than she was like okay and tried to cut it off. I pushed her out of the way and ran into a bathroom. Than i heard a crowd of girls running across the hall. one of them tried to go in the bathroom and punched the wall. I opened the door and they tried to jump me. I said i was just looking for Dawn and they were like awe, than let me live. I ran out of there and ended up in a crowd of kids. I took a glasses and put it on me to disguise myself. Someone following me complimented me on it too. After that i found a stand with cookies, french fries and potatoes and started eating than left cause someone wanted to explode me with a bomb. I ended up going through the wall above after running down the stairs but was stuck. I asked a boy to pull me up and he did. But i woke up after i started running again.

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No dreams i could remember tonight .

This may be caused by: -I was not ''hyped'' for the dream.
-I used my pc close to bedtime.

6/16/14

Last night, bed shortly after 9 pm.

Remembered DR#1 when woke up at 6, and #2 shortly after, while talking to jack on skype.


DR#1

I'm walking with my coworkers through the offices of some sister company of ours. 3 small office rooms, full of people working behind their desks. It's cramped in there. I think we ar also having lunch together in the cafeteria.

DR#2

I'm in the basement with 2 others. It's actually pretty well lit, not too creepy. But still, aware of it being a basement and no way out. We find this old industrial elevator. It's broken, but we get it to work somehow. We send one person up on it. It comes back in a little bit and I'm surprised. The doors are closing, so I tell the other person with me to run. I know it takes only one person, so I stay behind. Not really liking it.

When they are gone, I turn around and walk a few steps. Then I see I'm not in the basement, but in some kind of a shop. It's at night, all doors are locked, and I can see dark skies through stores windows.

My friend S and his family have taken me to this very upscale movie theatre to watch a new zombie movie that has just recently been released. The movie opens with a government agent transporting some form of dangerous biological agent through an airport, as he his undercover and transporting it covertly. But the agent forgets to zipper up his suitcase and the vials falls out and break. The biological agents mingle and produce the zombie-creating formula. A pale green cloud fills the terminal and begins converting the population into zombies.
It does seem that about 1/5 people are immune to the formula and do not convert into zombies. These people attempt to run out of the airport. Some of them are grabbed and attacked by zombies.
The movie jumps ahead to a crowded bus. There dozens of people onboard. One of them looks somewhat zombified. (In this movie, zombies were identified as having pale skin with ulcers on it. I'm not normally the biggest fan of zombie movies, but I have to say, they did look pretty disgusting in a cool way.) The zombie sits down and the man next to him says that he is not 'looking so well'. The man tries to strike up a conversation with the zombie, but for obvious reasons he won't respond. A few people in the theatre are laughing but I do not.
Then, as a jump scare, the zombie belches out a green bio agent cloud and infects everyone on the bus. The driver veers off the road and crashes into a tree at a relatively low speed. Two government agents stand up, wearing gas masks and kill every zombie on the bus. Some zombies manage to crawl out the windows, but the agents shoot them before they get far. The agents get out of the bus and contact the pentagon. They say that 'this is the last of them' and that they are going to quarantine the area until the virus and zombies rot away.
The government agents return the next day along with a news crew to examine the carnage. The Government agents remark how the corpses of the zombies seem to be regenerating. One of the supposedly dead zombies twitches a little bit.
The news crew and the agents hang around for a few more minutes. The bus that the movie was following was in the middle of a woodland area. Then, a second jump scare. This one I half-near peed my pants. A zombie leaps from a tree and attacks the anchorwoman from the news.
I wake up.

Fragment: Beach
I am on a beach. It is a cloudy day. There is a white high-rise hotel building behind me.

I'm not the kind of person who remembers dreams but when I do they tend to turn into reality within a short time frame.
It hasn't been happening all my life, maybe just the past three or so years but when it does it's terrifying.
The first was I had a dream about my godmother, I awoke at 3am one morning trembling in a pool of sweat. I had a dream that she had a heart attack, was rushed to hospital and had several procedures to correct her heart issues. I saw bright lights, surgeons, smelt sterility and saw her family waiting anxiously in the waiting room.
The second (not nightmare) was a short time after where by I had a dream that my niece had fallen pregnant, and given birth at a specific time, date, by doctor and he babies sex and weight. All these details came true.
The most recent is quite disturbing and in some ways I feel quite upset because I chose to ignore it. I had a dream that my neighbours house was on fire. The details of the dream from what I was wearing, to who was laying next to me, the wether, the time was just about identical to the actual event. I had a sense of anxiety, the need to dot my I's and cross my t's, I had the urge to ensure safety in the dream. The day before the reality situation I was meant to be caring for my two nieces over night for two nights however my youngest had vomited that day and although I didn't think she was contagious I had the urge to make sure they both weren't here or I didn't look after them for a couple of nights. A sense of relief was achieved once I knew they weren't staying.
I have also had another quite disturbing dream since which I don't want to turn into reality as it involved my sister working long hours and falling asleep at the wheel on the way home from work late one Thursday evening, my feeling was approx. 10pm.
Can anyone help me dream the lotto numbers instead of the bad stuff that may/may not happen in my life.

-Sister is in an SUV. I jump across the street after a couple cars pass me. I land by the SUV pretending i'm a chupacabra. My sister is saying I'm annoying or something while we're in a kitchen. It's night. My mom is there. I'm eating chicken on a stick. I believe I have the intention to eat all of it. I go across the street again to chow down.

-My phys prof, Doo-Doo McPooster, is talking to me about doing physics research. I'm pretty skeptical about listening to him, because McPooster and I have history. He says something to me, and I say let's just call it even after what I did to you last summer (I'm standing near a shopping cart). He's not impressed and tells me again about taking a research class. I think about my schedule as i walk away and am like dawg how am I gonna fit this in? I go up to someone on a computer and they say the class is 13 credits.

Nap after work:

.../I'm with my little kid in front of a crossroad where an old woman who's dressed in tattered clothes, sits still. The place is surrounded by rocks, it looks like the entrance to a cavern without roof. I cannot see the sky from here. It's not possible to go through unless the creepy lady stands up. Then, I realize she's a witch and the purpose of the game is that my daughter has to talk to her asking for permission to go through. I ask my kid to speak to her. My girl hardly builds a sentence and asks the creepy woman to please let her pass. The woman reacts and stands up with very tedious movements. My kid notices something is left where the woman sat. It's a toy which reminds me a little Garfield's figure I had long ago. This one, looks like the combination of a serpent and that cartoon character. We get in, then a voice says something about the worse demon from hell. I see a disgusting creature getting downstairs pulled with a chain by a masked man. It's hard to describe, it looks like the combination of a serpent with human arms and legs, and some other bugs. Its head looks like the head of a tapeworm. The voice describes the creature. I think apparently they are trying to build the most terrifying monster from hell. It talks about some glands, when I see some glandular bags fall from its neck. They drop a fluid and the voice says it's some sort of poison. It's more disgusting than terrifying to me. Then there's a sort of religious preacher who asks me to think about the most lovely moment I lived. I have to build an image about it. I don't remember what I thought but he says the image must appear in front of my eyes in order to create the proper spell. I don't remember what I recalled but he says it's good because of the heart beats where pretty intense. Then he asks me to think about the worse moment I lived with my wife and I have to remember all the hate a felt. I remember a discussion we never had and think it's good for the occasion. Then he says the purpose of this spell is to conjure both feelings and turn them into one or something like that. Then I'm standing on a known dreamscape from my grandparents town. It's close to the cemetery. I remember I had a situation where I felt a more intense feeling, when I was editing some videos. But now he asks me to remember a table I had when I left the city of my university. He says this table did love me and is waiting when I come back. He has a table in his hand and unfolds it. I think it would be nice to have my table back because of the drawings I made on it, although perhaps my cousin has already sold it. Then I'm walking to the cemetery when I see a couple of buddies having a beer in a corner at the bottom of some stairs. I notice I have a Coke in my right hand, and it's cap is in my left pocket. I put it back and walk to my pals. Now I have a cassette in my hand. I see it's a Heavy Metal band from the 80's, and I want to show it to one of them. He says something about he likes "Vibrato". I remember I had this tape before and there's a song with that name. I look for it but I cannot find it anywhere. I see the box has sort of magnifying glass attached to it, and I can clearly read the titles of the songs with it. I just have to move the box a little to surf on the titles. Then I find the song "Vibrato" under the live show section. I'm wondering when the magnifying glass will be broken when I start hearing a chorus in Spanish which stands for "Where is the lord of the Holy Hell?"/...

* Woke up by some people making noises with a trumpet or some...

.../There was something about my older daughter having a bad or shower on the bed and it was a little bit complicated/...

Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.



This is one of those dreams that seems somewhat lucid in a tentative experimental sense; vivid and with an energy that seems close to “purifying”, and yet not fully lucid where total conscious control is utilized - thus I remain mostly a witness.

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It starts out at a level where I feel energetic and very well, almost with a sense of ongoing “completion” and "perfection” regarding my life’s path. I am not sure of the location. It is probably a more integrated composite of several houses including our present home, sister Marilyn’s older house, and Cubitis, as is sometimes the case, yet such composites always vary from dream to dream including in directional orientation. The overall layout is most similar to Cubitis, yet the essence is more like our last home on Barolin Street. My wife Zsuzsanna and I are involved in some sort of educational work, but my sister Marilyn appears and so does brother Jim. Even though both relatives (from my mother’s side) have passed away, Marilyn makes an unusual comment about Jim being there and points it out in a way that she “knows” something is not quite right. It does not even seem unusual to me that someone who had died is now at the house pointing out how somehow else had died. It seems to be about midday.

Jim seems very cheerful but soon starts talking about a tidal wave approaching, excitedly pointing in its direction and talking about its force and size. I am able to see the large wave coming from about two blocks away but it does not seem to be a major destructive force. This one is only slightly above rooftop level as it approaches. I am somewhat annoyed by the idea of having some of our belongings damaged by water, but it is not a dominant thought. I get a clear feeling that I will just have to deal with it and am I neutral in the implications after a short time. The wave hits and water rushes through the house in a somewhat exhilarating sense (as if it was almost an enriching event). I notice other people outside yelling about it, but not in terror; more like mild surprise.

A little later, I go outside to the direction where the wave had approached from and the scene and landscape changes dramatically and it is also now late in the evening. I am in a state of lucidity but witness-only awe relative to the various types of ways the world can end, all occurring at the same time (which seems very amusing to me for some reason, almost like some sort of unlikely gag). I have no fear or worry at all and feel a positive energy; almost enthralled to near physical pleasure. Jim is now very happily swimming in the ocean to my left (apparently much of the world has been flooded). Zsuzsanna and I are standing on a balcony-like area or more like an elevated area of a Medieval castle.

As in many past dreams of semi-lucidity relative to ocean scenes, I imagine the creation of a plesiosaurus-like sea serpent which materializes in a fairly short time and rises from the water. Above us, but towards the horizon - at about a seventy-degree inclination (common for viewing in-dream events in the sky) there are odd events occurring near and on the visible but dim sun even though it is fully nighttime. The sun, though, seems to be behind some sort of odd "filter” or unusual static (unmoving) squarish gray cloud. Slightly to its right are several small meteors moving horizontally to my right in sparse clusters, all different colors (red, green, purple, blue, etc.), seemingly fizzing across the sky almost like the appearance of sparklers (perhaps to also aid in the end of the world along with other events I seem to be aware of, such as earthquakes, Earth going out of orbit, volcanoes, etc.), but I am not sure if they are close or farther out in space.

I call happily out to Jim about the sea serpent behind him. He cheerfully turns and swims in the opposite direction, directly towards it, and deliberately swims into its open mouth as if that were the best thing he could do with his life. He even makes an extra attempt to make sure he is aligned properly to the jawline to get eaten as quickly as possible. This strange behavior seemed expected in the back of my mind. Meanwhile, meteors are hitting in the distance.

Later, my dream seems to shift and I am with some unknown people (or composite variations of male classmates from high school) in a casual street scene. One asks me if I had been “damaged”, referring to my childhood and relationship with my brother Earl (died November 29, 2007 at only 67), and my response is a cheerful confirmation that I had not been. He was not mean-spirited or abusive in any way, even though he did steal from family members at times.

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Morning of June 16, 2014. Monday.



I am at our present address on W Street. Our youngest son Oliver is playing outside. I go outside into our backyard, look under our house near our wooden steps, and soon notice an “ocean” under our house at where ground-level would otherwise be. This uniquely isolated ocean feature solely under our house in this part of town has a large sea monster living within it yet somehow also lives in the “real” Pacific ocean much of the time via some sort of “portal” or unexplainable underground or underwater access point. The sea monster is a rather atypical squid-like creature with jellyfish-like features and of a pale violet color, with seemingly random truncated cylindrical legs of differing lengths. At one point, it somehow builds a brick wall in the middle of the underneath of our house (with no back story concerning where the bricks originated from), running east and west, by which I can then not visually follow it or learn what it may be up to; for example, in trying to burst up through our floor in a particular room north of the wall - which I actually expect at one point - especially on our front porch, though this never occurs. This is a rather strange setup; sort of like a hybrid of a semi-lucid dream and a (fairly rare) vertical composite of themes or symbols, with the undesirable or threatening elements being below me and probably related to supraconscious access (via the metaphorical ocean presence under our home).

Sea monsters (in a negative association, not when they are “pets”) may often represent invasive but more isolated “collective consciousness” (or again, supraconscious links) - sometimes caused by people you cannot realistically relate to - or with their invasive wrongful beliefs being a part of your day to day experiences - sort of as with the negative connotations of an invading alien (which may represent an annoying relative or associate - even someone you have not meant). As I have documented in my past, dream characters are often not an extension or direct “part” of the dreamer at all as some people seem to erroneously believe, but situational connections with outside forces or external concerns as in real life. Some dreams have characters that are a “part” of the dreamer (as a reflection of one’s particular attributes for review), but many do not, especially the very common literally precognitive layers.

09.06.14

Five - to six lucid dreams in a row. In RL I am sleeping in a hotel, and are doing a lot of relaxing, meditation and energy exercises. This dreams felt like peeling the personal onion. A follow up to the previous 4-5 lucid dreams in a row from 29.05 http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/auke...elp-dcs-58402/ Here I where lucid in between dreams and felt that DC's where helping me attaining my awareness.

1. Floating borders. Mostly grey tones, but a kind of a "Who framed Roger Rabbit" car was in technicolor at the bottom of a slope near the water. I was lucid and flying. I am sure I was in this dream a bit, but can’t remember details. I was thinking, but not feeling.

2. Found myself in a open parkland with greens, pathways and benches. There were buildings on the left and front of me. There where pictures of heroes or villains on the walls in beautiful drawn comic book art. Everything was clear as real life, but brighter and in comic art. I became very satisfied with how clear and stable everything was. I took a usual look at my hands, but I felt that it was not necessary. Some people who looked somewhat similar to the ones in the pictures, came from a doorway at the left. They were also drawn. I wondered why I was not drawn, and then I was. My arms became cartoonish while I looked at them. I started fighting like in a computer game with one of the characters, but I did not know how to do it. It felt kind of slow and low in spirit, trying to kick him in the shins all the time. I knew I probably could had boosted it up, but my interest was not in this. The setting was not in any way dangerous. In this dream, I am probably more lucid than in the previous.

My sleep was not very deep since I had contact with the physical room I was sleeping in between dreams trough vision.

3. I enter a room witch reminds me of the years I lived together with other students. Its full of people and there is music so there must be a party. I use one of my confident skills, and change the record to a rare and groovy track. A young student woman sits down in the coach next to me, she tells me that she also lives there, that she loved my taste in music, and suggests that we maybe could share a bed. I think that is a good idea, and suggest that we try it out at once. When she lays down, she is shape shifting a bit. She is a bit too thin and something is strange. I can't hold the dream. Again, I just know that I am dreaming. I hear music, but it is not clear. I can see details and colors. However, I cannot feel.

4. I come back to a similar setting. There is a party and many people. I am still Lucid, and now I start to interact with more awareness, not just react. I go out into a small balcony that also are crowded. It seems to hang in the air over a spacious setting, like a blue screen or just space. I turn around and in the doorway stands an older, but healthy looking man. He is white haired, has clear features and is a head taller than the people between us. We talk. What I can surly remember of or conversation is this.

Old Man: The God's do exist. (This is a follow up on a previous LD where I asked a DC "What is God") He has the smile of a teacher who wants followup questions. He also does reminds me quite much of a Buddhist teacher I know.

I: But are they evil?

Old Man: Does not answer, looks like I have asked the wrong question.

I: But there acts is not exactly what you can call humane?

Old Man: Right.

Now there is another DC standing in between us. He is so close to me that he must almost be standing on my toes. He/she is shorter than me and are masked in a black sort of scarf. He stands completely still as if he has not been put to play yet. I get the feeling he is waiting for the ongoing talk to end. I ask the old man if he's real and at the same time touch his face. He feels completely like a shaven, around 60 year’s old man. I get a kind of grey/every day and safe/family member feeling. Our conversation ends with the old man saying something like:

They (The God's) are not in any way, what you would consider safe.

The ninja character, who in until now has been like a statue, comes to life and makes me follow him of the balcony. We go through a short state of grey swirling mist.

5. This dream sets on the inside. (Inside body?) I have that feeling of being inside an organic cave with a laboratory in it. I get the hospital feeling. It is a mixture of stonewalls, not build, but mountain walls. In addition, some tech installations. I immediately gets the feeling that something is wrong. I became fully lucid in the last dream, and are remaining that here. A DC in a white coat are with me at once and expresses that something has gone horrible wrong with my son. I am on a sunken floor in a small waiting room. The DC looks sad and somewhat powerless over the situation. He gives me the feeling that he and some other helpers tried as best they could. On my way into a mountain hall I meet another white coated DC. He is probably the doctor. By now, my feelings are unbearable. I can see a boy sitting in a chair connected to wires. He's head/face looks literary like a mix between a broken white plate, and a head that looks more like a pancake than a head. I am now panicking.

My first response, as I enter the scene is.

He is alive! I thought you said that he was…?

The first health worker looks down.

I turn to the doctor and ask, what has happen here?

Doctor say’s, Double bypass gone wrong.

I take a second and consider my options. I am fully lucid, which means I can do what I like. However, I am now longer in contact with the "this is JUST a dream" feel I had in the past dreams.

I scream: Can't you see what you have done! You have given me this unbearable sensation of feeling in my stomach. I can’t stand staying here any longer! I fly through the ceiling while the DC's looked at me in disbelief. You can’t leave, they said, looking restless. I also had a strong feeling that it was wrong of me to escape but I could not bear to stay there. Never, in my whole life, have I felt such a powerful feeling of despair, loss and anger. I cannot describe it, but it was surely a horrible feel. I would have gladly changed it for some severe physical pain anytime. The rage drove me into my last lucid dream. I now demanded to meet death! Again, going through this grey kind of swirling mist.

6. I met him and just had a quick look at my hands to stabilize before I attacked. Death was as one would expect, cloaked in black, standing in some sort of fire on a stage. Death had a whip or a tail that turned in to an oven-like black thing at the end with a gate that opened that was made of black bars. I dived in to it. First, the dream was all black, I did not know what to expect. Then it shifted into vaguely contours on the walls of organic forms witch could look a little like faces. Deaths black tail was in front of me. It was long and slim and had a triangle on the end. I started to pull it. Still angry and upset. Nevertheless, it was just more tale. I felt extremely angry. The thing I was doing felt as such a desperate and useless action. Then, in a last effort, I worded in a deep angry, almost God like tone.

"COME HERE NOW".

I woke up...

This dream and the next has some synchronicity with real life random events. I feel that the team here are regarding not getting in touch with my heart. This is my main goal in life and this was a great opportunity to practice compassion for others and myself. Instead, I go into uncontrolled rage and try to kill death. I was off course scared when I woke, with that request to Death still ringing in my head.
Around the same time in RL, right after this dream, I was going to act in the wizard of OZ. Which I think, strangely enough, I have never seen or read. Before someone would ask me to do the role as the tin man, and before I knew anything about it. I did a google search on "driftwood" witch came up with a picture of the main characters from this story. I remember seeing the face of a sad and grey tin man and thought he resembled somehow the grey Jester from my previous LD. Then the day after, the director told me that the Tin man had no heart and that he would receive on in the end. I remember thinking that this is not a coincidence.

The night after this dream, my son had a nightmare and woke up screaming. The same night my wife dreamt that my son had defecated a snake. I had a dream a while back where a boy the age of my son, only scary looking, in black clothes, spewed a snake into my mouth. I was brave in this dream and merged with it, but it did hurt so much (more like a physical sensation) in my stomach that I woke. In addition, the double bypass refers to a heart connection.

One more thing that happened a day or so after this dream, which I did not react to then, but which have later made me wonder. I got a mail from a fellow Buddhist. It contained a form for filling out my wishes for my death. This was because I had entered a course earlier this spring named, “Preparing to die.”

See also this that may be a connecting dream: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/auke...ntinues-58349/

29.05.14

Was trying to preform WILD, but ended up on my side and went into sleep instead. This was at work where I had to respond to and alarm call so it was hard to remember everything when I later sat down to write it out.

For the first time I am sure DC's where helping me with staying lucid. There was a grey Jester who were moving around my body, pulling my neck, and stroking me between dreams, it was a blackness, I was laying on my back, and I was at least partly aware. He’s action could be compared with what a helper is doing in a rebirthing session. I could feel he’s presence and sort of saw he’s face trough the darkness. He was there when I woke, sort of like a couch who were prepping me before a mach. I also felt the presence of one more helping character. A man in a suit with sunglasses staying more in the background. Just watching what I was doing and ready to come into play when I became ready.

I had 4-6 LD's in a row. The first two dreams are short and low on lucidity. My family is there, but that is all I can remember. Then in the next, my consciousness increases and I would like to explore something. I remember that I spontaneously beginning to fly and the DC’s looks at this in disbelief. "He can't do that," they say while pointing. I land because I have much experience with flying, and want to do something new. I want to taste something and find myself generating some fruits on a plate. I choose the apple and concludes that it tastes like apple.

I have another experience with losing the dream, but not waking up, and waking in another LD. I now tell the Jester that I know that he is real, since he is there between dreams. The jester and the man with the sunglasses, do not answer me, instead other dream characters are disappearing. Now I start to fly again, and I remember Robert Wagoner's quest to go out into space. I will this and go flying/floating at high speed in darkness with spread particles. I then remember the wish to go to the uttermost limits of the universe, or to the beginning. I come to floating gold and fire like objects that where spinning, I thought that this must be the beginning. I had a strong lust to disintegrate, merge with the universe and to feel oneness with it. However, I lose the dream again. In the next LD I again went down the sexual intercourse lane, witch where a bit disappointing. Then I woke. I had at least one more semi lucid dream, in there somewhere, sitting in some sort of cart in a cartoon.

I felt incredible when I woke up. What had I just experienced?! This dream came in short time after reading about communicating with helpful DC's in Robert Wagoners book. Not long before this dream, I had my first clear dream of asking a DC a planed question. I now have come to believe that there is a possibility for having "Helpers", my connection with these characters seemed so personal and special. I also know that the Jester is a Jungian Archetype. The man with the sunglasses are maybe the same as the masked guy, or a shadow archetype

June 15, 2014

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Fragment: Bell Bed

I was at someone's house, and it was winter. They had heated floors inside as well as heated ground outside so that their yard would never have snow on it. Everyone in the house was going to go to a concert for my cousin's best friend, Aynes (she's got a pretty stellar voice). I remember that my mom and some other people had specific tickets, but I could probably get one at the door because they didn't think it was sold out... We get there, and I get a ticket, but I have to sit in the cheap seats because that's all that was left. Someone else was singing before her, but I don't remember anything significant about whoever it was.

After the concert, there was a sign-up for some sort of military camp, and everyone in my group signed up for it. We all got shuttled off to a cabin and got assigned beds. I was in the top bunk closest to the door, which was apparently the "Bell Bed," and every time I got into or out of it, a bell would ring and everyone else would have to get in our out of their beds too. It was strange.



I Trust You

I was with Zukin in my home-town near my Oma's house. We got on a bus to go rent a movie from the Video Hits Plus, and she didn't know where it was so she turned to me and said, "I trust you."




Fragment: Fish Food

I was talking to Kristin and she was telling me not to feed Fishie, our beta fish, the little crunchier bits in the food we have for him. I asked why, and she said if he ate them, he would get bloated and die. I felt really horrible because I'd always been feeding him those, and I thought he was going to die. (as soon as I woke up from this one I groggily got up and checked on him to make sure he was alive and well, and then went back to sleep)




I wanna get a Sammich

My English class plus Zukin plus a few random characters I didn't recognize were all part of a secret, elite group. Each of us had some sort of super skill, and we all worked together to do good in various locations. There were about five locations in this dream, but I don't remember much about the first two. I just know they were there.

The third place was weird, because to get to the bedrooms, we all would have to sort of pole-vault across a 10-foot-wide gap in the building. It was a sort of courtyard that was about 15-feet wide except for the landing we had to get to. We were on the top story (10-ish?) so the fall if you missed the landing would be pretty bad...

One of the members of the group, a guy I didn't recognize from the real world, was being cocky and reckless, and decided to try to pole vault from about 10-feet left of the "runway" to make the gap a lot bigger. He ended up missing the little indent where you stick the pole, and couldn't stop in time, running right off the edge and falling. I yelled, "Call 911!" a few times, running around the top floor to tell people what had happened, and then went back to the runway. There were people coming out from the bedrooms on the other side of the gap to see what the commotion was. I called down at the guy (I called his name, but I don't remember what it was) and he moved a little. I was relieved he wasn't dead. I kept calling for him to move different parts of his body if he could, mostly to keep him from falling asleep in case he had a concussion. People were coming with ropes, and so someone was lowered down to help the guy up, but by the time they got down, the guy was already standing up and acting just fine, laughing about it even. I think he super skill must have been a hard head.

An ambulance had arrived by the time he was lifted all the way up, and he was protesting that he was just fine, but I made him get in and get checked out just in case.


The fourth location is a little blurry, but I remember that one of our group left because he was scared of something in that place. He had to quit permanently, but they would let him have a different job at HQ. He was going to be some sort of librarian/clerk. He got a giant pet lizard.

On the third night being at this location (we spent on average about two weeks at each place, I think), there was a severe storm warning. Either a hurricane or a tornado, or some kind of unreal dream-world storm. We were all told to stay inside the building, which was at the top of a mountain. There were floor-to-ceiling windows lining the whole side facing the town we were located above, and I could watch the storm rolling in.

Just before the storm was about to hit, Zukin, Robert, another guy, and I wanted to go get sandwiches. So we left. We went down a bunch of stairs and then an elevator, and then we came to the part that I hated: It was a perfectly vertical ledge, about 500-feet down.about five of our group had the skill to be able to jump down that without getting hurt, because they could absorb the force of the impact, or something. Those five would take the rest of us down by holding onto us and jumping, then jumping back up (the could also jump freakishly well, I guess) to get the rest of us. Robert and the other guy were two of them, so Robert grabbed me, and the other guy grabbed Zukin, and they both jumped down and set us down. I had screamed because I hate the sensation of falling, and I'd also been terrified Robert would lose his grip, so I basically straddled him around the upper body with my arms and legs. And then it was weird because he set me down gently and then nuzzled the back of my neck seductively before just walking off.

At the base of that cliff was the checkpoint where we all had to check in and out every time we entered or left. We went to four of the computer consoles that lined a wall. We had to fill out Name, Age, Date, When we Joined, etc. The last part to fill out was a check-box style question: "There is currently an order to remain indoors due to inclement weather. Why are you disobeying these orders?" The options were all official-looking, like "Visiting sick loved one in the hospital" and "urgent business with a superior" or "with explicit exception from superior" and the last one was "I wanna get a sammich." We all checked that one.

The computers gave us the green check that meant "Go Right on Ahead," and we made our way through the storm to the sandwich place, which made sandwiches just like a place on my college campus. We ordered our sandwiches to go and took them back to the "dorms" on top of the mountain. We ate them in front of the large windows, watching the rest of the storm.


The last location from this dream was actually HQ. We got to stay there for a month, but still had to do good deeds and whatnot while there. I went to the office of my friend who left the group to see how he was doing. He loved life staying at HQ with his giant pet lizard. His office was messy and books were stacked all over the place. I was glad he was doing well, and went back out to the dining room where people were eating. I sat between Zukin and Robert. I think he and I had gotten into a relationship in the time between the storm and when we got back to HQ.

I got half-way through my dinner and then needed to get something from my room, so I excused myself momentarily and went through the maze-like hallways to my room; I say "my room," but they were all co-ed communal bedrooms. I shared the room with 7 other people. I got what I needed, though I can't remember what it was. On my way back to the dining room (I had turned left and then right and was about to turn another left into the hall that led straight to the dining room), my watch beeped, so I did a reality check on reflex. I looked down; 12:00 exact. I rotated my wrist so I could no longer see the time, and then turned it back toward me; 11:32. I was dreaming!

I felt that same rush of excitement and the destabilization of the dream, but this time I was within reach of something to touch; I remembered that touching things in the dream could help keep it stable. So I touched the wall to my right, and kept my hand on it as I took the next few steps. Then, when I felt like it was okay to let go without it going away again, I decided to try levitating. I jumped in the air, and clapped excitedly when my feet didn't touch the ground again. I floated through the halls, exploring in my lucidity. I went back to the room I slept in, and this time I noticed Zukin's blanket on one of the beds, so she must have shared the room with me. I wanted to find out who all was in this room, and so I hovered back to the dining room and asked, "Who all sleeps in the same room as me?" but I could feel the dream destabilizing. Zukin, Robert, Melisa (another of my classmates) and three other people raised their hands, looking at me like I was stupid, and then I woke up.




After I wrote down my lucid dream, I fell back asleep for about 45-minutes:

Fragment: Bike Ride

Zukin and I were going to go from our University town to her house about 40-minutes away, but we were going to ride our bikes there instead of driving. And we were going to do it at night, apparently. I was trying to pull up directions for taking back roads, since bicycles on the highway would be a dumbass thing to try (we do dumb things but we're at least smart enough to know what will DEFINITELY kill us). I called up Moonie, a friend I met online, to get the directions (why she would know the directions, I dunno). We were stopped at a stoplight this whole time. I remember the light turning green and then the fragment faded.




Fragment: High School Hospital

All I remember was wandering the halls of my high school, but it was Dream World version of my high school. I remember it being like that in all the other dreams about my high school. I was in the wing that, in real life, is the art wing, but in Dream Life, it looked like the corner stairs nearest to the cafeteria; the main stairway in the building because it connect the three portions of the school. Anyways, apparently the school was a hospital for the summer, and some random guy asked me where the "Cardiovascular Brain" Center was, and I told him I had no idea because I didn't even know there was a temporary hospital here in the first place.