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    1. Dark Tower: Parting of the Ways

      by , 09-27-2019 at 10:22 PM (Lydia's Game of Dreams)
      2019, 09-27

      Dark Tower: Parting of the Ways

      Regular Dream - Video Game / Semi-lucid - Lucid Dream - Notes

      It is night, I am standing near a campfire with Roland, Susanna, Eddie, and Jake from the Dark Tower books. Eddie and Jake are transparent. Susanna is holding Eddieís hand and Roland is holding Jakeís. There is a young man there I donít know. He is drawing on a pad of paper. He shows his drawing, which is a work of art. The drawing is of Eddie and Jake. As if by seeing the drawing Eddie and Jake become solid. Susanna and Roland reluctantly let go of Eddie and Jake. As they let go Eddie and Jake start fading again. I look at the drawing and I see that is also fadingÖ but why? Roland says itís because theyíre not really supposed to be here, thatís why. Susanna grabs Eddie, Roland grabs Jake, and they stop fading. But they donít become solid againÖ

      I ask what is going on with Eddie and Jake. Roland says ka is trying to reassert itself. If Jake and Eddie donít go to the world they belong in soon they might completely fade. So far they have only been able to remain in this world because of their connections. I realize that is why Susanna is holding on to Eddie and Roland to Jake, to try to anchor them in this world. Roland says there really is only one answer, Eddie and Jake have to go to the world they were meant to be in. And Patrick (indicating the man with the drawing) is the only one who can make it happen. Susanna goes over and whispers to Patrick for a bit, then Patrick starts drawing.

      I hear something out in the darkness, it sounds like something is creeping about out there. I feel a sensation of being watched. Roland sees me and says Mordrid is out there, and Mordridís a-hungry. I say no, it canít be Mordrid, MoSh killed Mordrid. I am sure of that. Roland says something is lurking out there. I stare out into the darkness, trying to see whatís out there. I see something is reflecting the firelight. I slip into the darkness, ignoring Roland saying I shouldnít. I use my night vision and I find the thing. It looks like a cross between a giant beetle the size of a large dog and a praying mantis. It attacks me, but I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and slice it in two. The thing melts into a strange black fluid that flows off into the darkness.

      I return to the camp and now there is a door standing near the edge of the campsite. Susanna is looking at the door, still holding Eddieís hand. She opens it and lets go of Eddie. When Eddie and Jake get near the door they are solid, but they start fading when they move away. Eddie says that must be the place. He is reluctant to leave because he wants to reach the Dark Tower, but he knows if he stays here he wonít make it anyhow. He and Jake will fade. After some debate it is decided that Susanna will go through the door with Eddie and Jake. Roland seems worried that the door is a trap that leads to toedash space. I say if it does I will get them out. I think Roland just doesnít want them to leave. Susanna, Eddie, and Jake go through the door. After a brief hesitation Oy follows Jake. Patrick stays behind even though Susanna tries to get him to follow.

      The door closes with a resounding thud. Now there is only Roland, Patrick, and me at the campsite. Roland looks depressed. Patrick curls up and appears to go to sleep. Roland sits by the fire and stares into it. He says maybe I should have gone, too. I say it would make no difference, I will wake up back in my prison dimension where I have no skills, no talents, and no abilities. Roland says he doesnít believe that. I say yes, I always end up there. He said no, he meant he doesnít believe I have no skills, talents, or abilities there. I donít answer. He looks more depressed so I put my arm around him and give him a hug. I say Iíll probably wake soon, but I will be back, I am sure of that. I want to see the towerÖ if the roses around the Dark Tower have the healing properties of the one in the vacant lot then maybe it can even overpower my depression. Maybe both Roland and I can be free. I wake up here.
    2. Guidance 2 DILDS

      by , 09-27-2019 at 09:26 PM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      Dreams starts with me being back in school and entering the classroom. I take my seat with all the other students and our teacher enters the classroom. She is wearing a black dress shirt and black slacks with pumps on her feet while sporting some red rimmed glasses with brown curly hair. She begins teaching us stuff and I'm sitting there bored as usual. Looking out the classroom window. I see the hallway outside and my eyes begin to notice police officers. Then knock loudly on the door.

      My teacher opens it while saying "Oh shit" The officer immediately tells her she is arrested and that she has the right to remain silent. I hear some of the students behind me saying the classic "ooooooo" and someone say free time. Which I thought was stupid but looks like she was't coming back. Most of us including me just decided to ditch school and made our way to the double doors to leave. As I am walking to my way there, there is a woman wearing a pink sweater that is staring directly at me.

      It was hard for me to ignore so I look back at her and notice she is a co-worker of mine at my job. She was saying something but I couldn't hear her. She then started walking towards to me with her arms open wide. She and I hugged each other and I didn't know why and was feeling embarrass since we were in front of other people. She was saying something to me but I still couldn't understand but I was begin to feel more aware like a vacuum. I could feel a rumbling effect happening in my head and I became lucid. But I still could feel myself becoming more self aware and started to look at me to see if I was awake.

      I can't remember all that she said but I started seeing odd things , the regular dream scene change to a white place and I could hear a voice talk about there are 5 steps to reaching that level. The voice talk about blood sacrifice , it talk about incest and other rituals. After seeing all of this I return back to the dream I was in before laying on the school hallway. The woman was gone though as I look around for her. I decided to walk back in to my classroom. I had lost lucidity. As I enter back in the classroom she was sitting there.

      She began talking to me again about life and how she was trying to help me , everytime I was becoming unaware she snap me back to being lucid. It was odd, I woke up afterwards.
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    3. little monk vs tornado, lab, clones

      by , 09-27-2019 at 03:07 AM
      VR Wrestling
      I was wrestling in a VR setting.

      University, Calculators

      I was at university. There was X there. We were fighting and he became Lich-like. Blue skin and just skin ontop of bones. Perhaps becomes 3rd person here, seeing the lich get choked out in wrestling move.

      I was still in that university area and were with 2 friends. So the 3 of us were hanging out on the reading week to study or somehing. We had sneaked into the library to steal 3 calculators! I have no clue why the calculators. But it felt important at the moment and we were being chased after a librarian found us.


      Cards

      I saw my friend Paul there. It apepared to be highschool cafeteria. He had gotten a hold of a lot of yugioh or some cards for a bulk sale. They were pretty beat up and stuff, but were ok.


      Really Beautiful Guy
      It was the same school I think. Just different area. There was a really beautiful guy there. His beauty was out of this world honestly. Perfect facial features that every woman would kill for: long fluttering butterfly eyelashes, kind and dreamy eyes with a stare that could meld away all of your troubles as your stared into them, and a coy smile that really made you wonder... He carried smooth, long hair. Anyways, I was seeing stuff from his POV at sometimes, and 3rd person.

      There was a guy who had a short temper who was mad at our MC and wanted to fight him. He ended up fighting a wrong person instead though.

      Our MC was with a short girl and a really nice big musclar guy. We were hanging out at some tea shop, drinking tea.


      Little Monk, lab, clones

      Perhaps he is the little monk I saw in a previous dream. I was the little monk in the beginning of the dream.

      I was inside a well-lit hallways of a long building. It appeared to be some sort of lab. I kept proceeding forward and apparently the plot is that the little monk is some big shot. He was a sort of immortal or reincarnation of someone according to the plot. I soon learn that the facility I am in was created solely to watch over his needs.

      I find a bunch of people hanging around in the garden and decided to head out. There were some kids playing and adults walking around. There's some sort of storm that starts to appear though and it's a kind of evil spirit or monster that's made up of tornado or hurricane of a sort. It's controlling the weather and could hurt a lot of people. I thought that I'd go ahead and take care of it but I had a backpack and I wanted to put them somewhere safe. I see a duo of girls sitting down on a picnic table and asked them if they could watch over my belongings. Inside the backpack were some very old ancient books and they looked very cool. I feel like they are ok people so I leave the bag behind to fly up into the air. I feel the evil presence to the top and begin focusing my energy and allow it to surround me. Finally I release the energy and vanquish the tornado out of there. Now I flew in the calm sky a little.

      I get back down on the ground and keep proceeding forward the facility. They are kind of a cult or association that apparently worships this little figure. What they do was provide a safe haven for him throughout the ages, awaiting for his return. The little monk has a daughter apparently, I'm not exactly sure how though as he is a child after all. The backstory tells me she's either his daughter from his previous body, or it's some kind of spiritual family connection, not really sure. I begin to lose his POV around here.

      The little girl, I don't know her name. Should I give her a name? I'm thinking Jade; let's call her Jade for now. If a better name arises we'll change it.

      Jade carried pitch black hair and pale skin, she had a passive and somewhat relaxed stare, but it hinted sharpness hidden within. She was the daughter of our little monk and was apparently also special in some ways. The facility had treated her unkindly though; they had performed experiments on her to test our her abilities and what not. They believed as she was related to the being they worshiped, perhaps she would be just as extraordinary. Yet her capabilities appeared to be simply lackluster. Fearing that they might invoke their master's wrath, before they would permanently cause experimental damage to his daughter, they had secretly cloned her.... Many many times. Who knows how many. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of her.

      And they were out there, running amok in the world. Who knows how? Whether they have escaped, or have been deemed obsolete and removed from the site and yet somehow survived, they were each "her" in a different way and leading a completely different life from one another. Each time she was cloned, her consciousness was split, and one day, their consciousness would rejoice as one and gain the wisdom and experiences of countless lifetimes. That, was her power.

      Jade, her main body, was now outside the facility, in the concrete jungle of the city and exploring the world outside. I was her. That was when she had found one of her clones. It was her, but this "her" had many scars covering all over her face. And her hair was unruly and messy along with her dirtied and tattered clothes. She's been living in the "underworld," so to speak. The scarred girl had been chased by a large woman. I wanted to help "her," instinctively. I grabbed her hand and we proceeded to run away together from the madwoman who carried a weapon. Chasing us across the streets and the overpass.

      Wake


      Jumping from buildings

      I 'm not exactly sure how to describe it. I knew I would be safe to jump from highrises so I did that twice in the dream.

      The first time I jumped, I had fallen and felt an utter euphoria coming over me. Wanting to experience the euphoria, I'd decided to do it again.

      Second time I'd jumped from somewhere higher, but this time it wasn't nice. It was now filled with darkness and I was lost in that darkness.


      Trying to DJ x3 FA

      I was in a class or something, trying really hard to DJ the previous dreams. Each time it was foiled because the writing apparatus (pen, pencil, ink) would not work well on the paper I was writing on. FA between each try. The paper had a texture of a bath towel and that would obviously be hard to write on and I'm realizing something's off by the third try and I awake.

      perhaps close to lucid.

      Class VR

      I was in a class, perhaps similar to the one before and I was looking for my VR stuff. I'd found it and also my friend Marianne.

      I can't remember the middle and the end of it. It had something to do with changing the timeline based on my actions after.

      Light dream scene (lucid?)
      I was in a dream scene, most things were white colored. I could manipulate objects that I saw at will. I was aware that I was dreaming, however I did not have physical sensations of the dream and I could still hear the sounds heard by my physical body. Is this still a lucid dream?


      Notes:

      I felt like flying in my dreams, so I played a game where you jump off a plank from a highrise building and fly around during wbtb. I think it worked, and I probably did some dream actions because of this honestly.

      BE PRESENT - I just noticed that I should be more present in the moment, so I can be more present in my dreams and that'll probably help it become clearer.

      Perhaps I was a little sad that I wasn't full blown lucid but... I should count my blessings. And I'd probably would have been if I'd did so and was 'present' like I'd previously stated.

      Updated 09-27-2019 at 03:20 AM by 96162

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