International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Vesterguard's Dream(s)

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-08-11 Lying in a bed looking up seeing a completely black lizard crawling down towards me. I try and shake it away, but it lands in the back and I become a bit frightened. Not scared, more like you would fear a bee or wasp.

Besides I don't want to crush it accidentally while lying in bed. I stand up and shake my bed sheets but I can't seem to find it. There are two pairs of socks lying in the bed and I wonder if it has gone in there.
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I am in a garden at a picnic table talking to some people. There are maybe 3-5 people there, one being a woman to my right I believe.

The main part of the communication takes place between me and one of the twins across the table. He looks fairly young with a slight Hispanic look and with black curly hair to shoulder length or longer.

We are talking about our dreams, I think I am talking about what happened in mine when he interrupts and says “It's all right she is not coming” to which I reply “Sorry, but that doesn't really mean anything to me”

Note: I will here provide the details of previous dreams as this particular conversation actually led to recall of previous dreams that I had forgotten. I mean I have been awake and remembered nothing, but this conversation though only bringing up some parts of the other dreams made me remember them (weirdness!)

1: I start talking about my Jesus dream, where Jesus sort of becomes Moses and the entire “lead my people out of Egypt” gets an action revamp.

First off Jesus gets a leash on, and he is sort of trapped and his entire people is down a well (a deep and wide one of the kind). Jesus doesn't give a crap about anything but hitting the bottom of that well, so he jumps, the audience left with a slither of hope that he has attained enough power to survive the fall, as he doesn't seem to have mastered flight yet!

He hits a couple of steps of the ladder leading up the well (some particular hits look like they would shatter vertebra of normal mortal men), but Jesus doesn't seem to care.

Montage ending, he has led his people out and is now building a tree house with two nature experts for his people while I hold him on a leash and talk to a woman on the bottom.

2: A dream about my Aunt. She is cleaning my room, while I am lying in the bed trying to fall asleep. I tell her that I have recently cleaned the place though I am sure that I haven't been as thorough as she is.

I push the bed a bit from the wall to look for... ehhhm... embarrassing tissues =P and realise that it won't be all that bad seeing, as I am not actually sleeping in my bed.

I get out and help her and in particular I am interested in why she is cleaning the plants. She has one of those spray flasks for cleaning and she splashes it all over the plants, and I am sure they won't appreciate all the chemicals in it. So I reason it must be just water.

I go and start spraying another plant that has a fine layer of white material over the dirt. She gets annoyed and explains that this is called “Sundt” (Healthy) and shouldn't be watered all that much.

3: A voice that asks if my grandmother has had her milk yet, she has. I decide to then take a bottle of chocolate milk out of the fridge. I see a half full one and decide to take that. The first bottle out is new, so I figure the angle must have been changed and I look again for the half full one and find it.

I open it and drink it and it tastes sour, a bit like I would imagine urine to taste like. Besides that when I look at the lid it has transformed into a lid resembling a Ben and Jerry's lid.

The conversation leads on up until the point where I logically feel (sounds absurd I know) the best sentence to use next would be “She is not coming”.

Now I am standing on a bridge and the twins are on the ground still looking at me.

I turn around and think “What the fuck!?” (Did I actually just relay my previous dreams, in a dream and discover myself still in one, by retelling the opening sentence of the conversation? DUDE!?!?)

I check my hand and sure enough there are 6 fingers. Sweet.

I look around and are taken aback by the beauty of the garden. There is a little stream running through the middle of it and up on the right hand side there are flower beds with yellow/orange flowers in them.

Above that I see some white houses with dark brown wooden roof tops in the distance. The light would indicate that it is noon and sunny.

I walk around for a bit stunned by the vividness of the garden and the tranquil atmosphere. I see a grey haired woman walking along the path next to the stream and I shout out for her (thinking of it it may have been a soundless shout).

I do that for a while without getting a response so I decide to walk up to her. I get to a point where I have to cross the water stream in order to get to her side. I do this by walking across a low hanging branch of one of the trees, that somehow seems made for walking on.

As I am walking along on this log, I think to myself “stalking your prey, just like a predator” which in hindsight is probably the stupidest thing I have ever thought.

I go Darkside (capital D intended).

I remember the shape shifting experience from my dream yesterday (Would seem like I am now more or less fully proficient at this, though I have had severe issues in the past) and shift into the shape of a giant snake as I am walking on the log.

I remind myself that I wouldn't feel my arms in this shape and they sort of merge with the functioning of my mouth.

And I strike.

The poor woman knows not what hit her. I clasp my jaws around her midsection and take her to the ground, though I can't really feel any part of my body besides the mouth area I have one thought.

“CRSUH!”

I look to my right to see if I can see the rest of my body, but it is only vaguely visible and thinner than it would be considering a snake of my size.

At this point I start thinking “Python” though I am not sure my body is strong enough to crush her (she is not moving at all btw). So I decide that it doesn't matter as the venom from my bite will finish her. Though I know Python's aren't venomous I decide that I am, as it is my dream.

The feeling of having achieved “the kill” is of primal vicious joy almost sexual in nature. Writing this actually brings back the emotion fairly strongly, though I am utterly ashamed of my actions.

In front of me is a real python. I am amazed at the markings on it's body and of how real it looks. It is however looking directly at me and it is not looking friendly.

I pull my body back a bit and it strikes at me, but I am out of range.

This might be strange to explain, but I will give it a shot.

In one fluent motion, I jerk backwards, shifting from the python shape back into human form. My arms separate from the mouth so I am now holding the woman in my right hand, with whom I make a sweeping motion like a reverse golf swing against the head of the python. This forces the python back a bit, which is what I needed. At the apex of my swing I let go of the woman, flinging her a bit to my right and upwards (to the left from the Python's perspective) while I jump backwards taking off into flight.

(seriously the move is more amazing than it sounds, and I didn't think about it consciously, which is proper fucked! It just came natural)

The Python reacts as expected keeping it's eyes on the prize. In fact it doesn't even wait till she has landed but strikes in the air, catching the woman like a dog would a Frisbee and starts devouring immediately.

I feel ashamed.

I turn around so I can see where I am flying. I am not that far off ground and I let my hand drag over some of the garden. The area is now somewhat barren and dry in stark contrast to the previous lush feeling.

Dark clouds are gathering around me and all the while all I can think is “Oh my god, darkside, darkside, darkside” “Why did I do that”. At the same time I try and calm myself down reminding myself to embrace the darkside we all carry within, though this aint my proudest moment.

I manage to find some sort of “rest” concerning my actions, though I am not at all happy with what I did.

I fly onwards up to a square hole in a brick wall. Police officers are waiting on the other side. I fly through the hole tilted 90 degrees and am greeted by the officers.

They ask me what is in my mouth, and I realise I am chewing on something with a bit of grass or salad as well. “Nothing” I lie.