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27th

What woke me? Ears strain. Heart shudders. Cast off ancient sheets. Rise. This is a long lost home. Stained by shivering shades of black and blue, it presses. Silence is pristine. The space is so soft, ominous, like a dream. But it is not. I am home. I am alone. Where are they? From bedroom to kitchen to livingroom roam on feet that wish to falter.

A scream. A blur. I'm flung to the floor. Fists slam straight into my face, "You left me! It's your fault! You left me! It's your fault!" chants a shadow puppet brother. But his words are weightless. His fists are phantoms. I laugh around his fury..."Dreaming!"

Lucid will forces the rage swept shadow to rise. Hold it high. It floats, shadow amid shadow, twisting, glitching, flailing. Brother shakes the world with a scream.

I stand. "No fighting. There are other things to do in dreams. And besides, you left us..."

He shrieks, "Your fault. Family left me. Left me. Your fault!"

"I wasn't the one abusing his wife and ki..."

"Your fault!" he screams with demon rage. A flurry of fists rips my way.

I remain untouched on several levels. Walk away? Will him away? Warp to another dream? No. He will see any retreat as weakness, an invitation to stay an haunt. I tire of being haunted. With frightening calm, reach into my brother's shadow and grip his living spine. Rip it out. Crush it to the floor. The rest of his shadow follows, drifting strings of twitching tendons. They fade into nevermore.

Still haunting the halls of my own youth, search shadows for a sign. Nothing. Now what? A reality check strengthens my light. I should exorcise this place. The final ghost to be banished will be mine. But first, the final room. Mind is shining. Heart is stone. Spirit is steel. All demons will be undone... but in this room there stand none.

Instead, upon my mother's bed, sits a mountain of of man, his flesh a gallery of bright, tribal tattoos. He speaks softly, swiftly, in tongues my mind can not unwind. Sit and listen. Ever so slowly I think I can nearly hear his truth...

26th - Lost Dreams

27th

Lot Locked
Crowded parking lot will neither allow me to move forward or back. There is no escape. In frustration I realize that there is escape, Slip out the driver window and walk away. Deal with the abandonment when the time comes


28th

Soldier Boy
He comes for us relentlessly and colored in cultures of red. Our end will come at the hands of a soul-less patriot. We flee and attempt to love the lingering moments of life we have left.

Had a few lucids today. Linked some together, went into a dream in a dream.
Beach: I stood on a beach, fences surrounding the sand as water lapped against them. I saw her and her sister standing there, feet barely in the water. (i cant remember their names)
The atmosphere was cold and fog was covering their visage, I could barely make out their talking. It was harsh, the sister reprimanded her as she tended to a grave without a name. I knew the name. It was a terrible one that I shouldn't speak of. I tried talking to them but the sister vanished, seemingly tired of dealing with her.

At this point I blacked out, and chained it into another dream.

Operation Future: I jumped out of a plane, a massive militaristic one. I had 2 people and a robot with me. (i see that i forget to name DC in my dreams, i will try to do that from now on.)
We landed close to a hut in the woods, and we surveyed the perimeter before getting close to the hut. Nothing of note, just hilly terrain and a dark atmosphere.
Getting closer to the hut we check the door to see if it was locked, it wasn't. And I see a face through a window. After seeing someone we open the door and tie the man up, his face horrified at our entry and subsequently quick subduing of him. Another guy enters from the front door (can't remember if he was one of my guys or someone from the hut) but he sees the robot and begins asking about if its smart enough to be with us.
I reply "It's AI." simple to the point and he doesn't question it further. A few minutes (maybe 2-3 ish) we see red lasers from everywhere. I try to find a blind spot but there is always more lasers from windows that shouldn't be there.
The dream ends after I get shot.

Same thing, I black out and try to enter another dream. Can't remember if it worked, but it were some fun dreams
Thanks for reading the first DJ I made here! DILD is op!

Back in Stettler. Had barely any dreams for a couple days. I had lots of non lucids but I forgot many details.

Jamie 1

Just Jamie standing on a road by a mountain or something, she was looking at me and said, " I'm a lesbian now." And smirked as if I might like it or hate it.


Really? This again? Safe to say as usual if I dream of her like this it's because of some demon interference or influence. In the voice we've had our issues lately but we keep pushing through.

I wake up and pray for Jesus to help us with the dream problems..

Jesus

Jesus is with us but he looks annoyed with us. Maybe jokingly? Not sure.

Work

I was somewhere with people and ran into the lady who runs out of the box. Just a brief conversation with me saying I'd like to be on call again.

Jamie 2

I was walking with Jamie by some random buildings we seemed back to normal. I was talking but I kept messing up my words. Jamie questioned me about what I said. I told her when I'm tired I sometimes mess up my words. Or when I'm nervous.


Hopefully the dreams improve.

Good god, the last week has been awful for dreams. I attempted a WBTB again, which only messed up my recall and the construction became worse. It has finally stopped now, but I had loud conversations going on instead. I managed to get at least something down, but I almost didn't bother

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I found myself and my mother exploring Brighton, but it was much larger and the buildings were more modern. It was still somehow recognizable as Brighton though. We were looking for our hotel, but the buildings created an abstract labyrinth. My mother and I ended up in a huge football stadium among the messy cluster of buildings, and was attacked by a Rathalos from Monster Hunter. We hit behind the barricades in the seating area until it went away, then ran across the pitch to get out. Upon leaving, it was night time in the same abstract building complex, only a guy was there to show me a game. It was a physics based side scroller, but I was unsure of the goal. This guy started to become very flirty, and I assumed he has no idea I wasn't a cute girl. It felt like we were communicating online and in person at the same time. I felt uncomfortable and the dream faded

I'm finally back after a week, but it's been very hard to commit to my DJ. Hopefully I can get a full week of entries again at least