Caden

a
May 13 2011



I found myself playing in some dirt outside a roadside diner.
My identity changed to more of that of an adult and I got up and went inside hearing all kinds of happy conversations.

My senses were pretty open and I could feel all the people in the place.

Once inside I saw it was a nice bright coffee house like place. I walked into the center of the tabled room and then thought 'I'd like to sit with the 2 quirky gay guys, they seem interesting' and started to walk over to their small round table. They got up glaring at me and left.
Telepathy works both ways, hmm, I'll have to watch my telepathic outflow more.

I sat at the now empty table and listened to people talk which was a bit confusing because their verbal words and their metal words, that I was telepathically picking up, did not always match .

Guy1: "Oh that's great!" 'whatever'
Guy2: "I know right" 'I'm bored'
Guy1 "You must feel lucky?" 'I guess'
Guy2 "Oh I am" 'not really'

This was messing with my head and I tried to change my focus and then I saw a hovering robot about the size of an office trash can, it had a yellow light on its metal domed top and a red colored hair-like metal decoration under its hat like top, no face.
'I wonder what this is doing here'
Robot: 'I'm interested in human men-kind."

I was glad it was completely telepathic.
It stayed by me and intenetly watched the 2 other guys talking.
I plugged my attention into the interplay between the robot and the conversation but it was boring and my mind drifted.
'mankind hmm'
'yep'

I then felt a pull outside

This was no regular outside place, I felt no humans at all, as if they had never existed, though I thought that they had something like a million years ago.

Then I saw the dark figures move, I was looking at a strange group of chimp sized apes, about 20 of them. They weren't chimps, their faces were different, fuller and wider, and they all had a little gray hair around their faces.

My senses were still open and their radiation (a telepathic flow of consciousness you get from conscious things) felt a lot like human's but very simple like a 2 year old.

One was trying to kill a wasp that had flown out of a hole in the ground. He knew it could sting and was holding it by its wings and hitting it on the hard packed ground to kill it and knock off the stinger. The wasp was hardier than the strange chimp thought and I could feel he was sorry he had chosen to eat this insect. Another youner ape came over and watched and motioned with his hand in a whipping motion to rip the wings off but the older ape didn't get what the younger ape was trying to say.

I woke up wondering what happened and why I woke in the middle of that story.

a

4-26-11

Dream 1: Early Chaotic dream

I am in a car with a few other people looking at the destruction in the south from the tornados.
Driving around I realize I have taken some pictures of naked women on my camera and keep thinking about seeing what I have.

Then I am before a big TV screen trying to find my pictures. I then see that my mom has bought me some magazines but I’m creep out because they are sex mags.

I am fiddling with my camera and notice that the house is so big and that I am on the second floor and there is snow outside on the roof. I think it looks really nice outside covered in white snow, I then fall out the window but oddly no glass broke. I slide down the snow-covered roof but a friend [dream friend] comes out to help me and he slides around too, we are having fun. It is nice and cool outside and I have no fear of falling at all and then find myself on the ground walking through the snow.

Dream 2: Legal Group Suicide

There are a couple of vans with tinted windows pulling into a parking lot in back a group of businesses well out of public sight. As everyone piled out of the vans, I felt sad for them since they all had decided to die here today.

Apparently, there was a law against being in public view while committing suicide, not that the dead would care but there was a company that helped them kill themselves and their people here wore white medical coats and they all had different monitoring equipment. The people that were about to end their lives looked healthy to me but I got that they were supposed to be healthy enough to fully commit the act themselves.

The “patients” all sat around in a rough circle in folding chairs or standing, all with an attendant by their sides. All the attendants have the deadly agents, a white pill and a clear liquid in a small cup, there is also a water cooler set up to wash it all down if they choose. One of the attendants, an older woman walks to the center of the circle and says “One last chance to celebrate who they are!” [by this act]. Whenever they were ready they could now take their poison pill and drink the poison drink, some went right too it while some others talked, a few cried. Then they started to fall asleep for the last time.

I took one of the cardboard boxes they had but wouldn’t need now to a recycle bin. It was like a street in Manhattan at night in a dirty place under an elevated railroad [I don’t think they have those elevated rails in NY anymore].

A NY city taxi drove by to see if I wanted a cab but I didn’t.

I put the box in the recycle bin and there were three guys working there and they were fooling around with each other laughing. They started to dare each other and fool around by throwing pieces of their clothes at each other. Then they dared each other, who was going to take off their pants in public! While they were both saying “no you !” I saw a silver coin on the ground and picked it up and it looked like an Olympic coin because it had the Olympic circles on it [not sure if there is such a thing in rl].

Dream 3: Doorways

Lucid

I am in some kind of government built building like a school and the halls are empty. I realize this is a dream when I think of how boring this hallway is.

I think about making a doorway [I have read some posts about how some people who love creating doorways. Unfortunately these are not any of my true goals but for some reason they are really hard to recall in the dream.] and I make a doorway using my 2 hands to frame it and “shoot” it at the wall.

I am actually amazed that it worked!

I walk over to it my mouth hanging open and open the door only to see there is another door behind it! It’s a little white door with locks on it. I remember that I have to expect something in order to have something appear so I think ‘I don’t know what I want, surprise me!’
The door opens to a dark area like to a basement and without the slightest hesitation I jump in and pull the door closed. The door is now locked and I get a feeling to look in back of me and I see people walking in a hallway.
I’m loving this, the doorways are working and creating new pathways that can be all over the place!

I am walking out into a tourist trap of a store with all kinds of tee shirts, shot glasses, and local stones. I went to look out of the front doors but seeing just a parking lot I decided to create some wormholes.

I didn’t have any idea about what they were supposed to do so they didn’t work and were just colored circles on the carpet, one was actually deformed in the shape of a fish! The DCs were looking at this spectacle with some amusement one saying, “entertaining at least” with a big smile on his face.

I concentrated and shot a doorway with my hands to the floor and bam there was a perfect but small doorway on the floor. Again amazed, I knelt beside the little doorway and the other DCs gathered around. I concentrated to see something in this doorway and opened it, inside was a gray metal box! It had a few different compartments each with their own latches. I pulled it out and in one I pulled out a multicolored rock with a lot of little box-like crystals, it was very fragile and crumbly. I showed it to the bald shop owner so that maybe he could sell it but he was shaking his head at its lack of durability, I said “maybe a couple of bucks?”
I put it back and went for the big compartment in the center and pulled out 2 heavy and huge (about a foot long) crystals! They were clear quartz and had tiny flecks of gold in then. I figured they were worth maybe $200 each! [actually I’m sure in rl it would be 10 times that.] I decided not to put them back in the box just in case they disappear in there.

Then I see a waist high stone jar, big enough for a person to fit in, carved out of a brownish stone but sanded so thin it is like it’s made out of tan translucent glass. I tell a DC there “it’s Egyptian”, of course made for the pharaohs. I tap my finger on it and am surprised to hear it the vibration ring in a deep tone.

a
4-23-2011

Dream 1: Accounting Gold

I am in an accounting class but not in a boring classroom but in a theater and instead of using boring numbers we are counting gold ingots! Except for two, all of ours are small ingots from 10 oz to odd amount coins. We had little tables that came out of the theater’s seats to put our gold on. There was a lot of gold around and no one to watch us; I was amazed at this and thought how easy it would be to slip a ingot into my pocket without anyone ever seeing. This however was outside my personal moral code. I kept looking over the ingots and liking the feel of them, and how heavy they were for their little size, and marveling over how much these little things were worth.

Then everyone started cleaning up it was time to go and class was over. I scooped up the various gold items into our thick blue zippered sack. I then walked out like you walk out of a movie between those seats that are too close together.

Someone pointed out a gold coin on the floor that someone had dropped. For a second I thought ‘hmm, no one has a claim on this coin it could be lost, maybe I could stick it in my pocket. No that would look bad even if I wasn’t really stealing.’

I followed the class out into the hallway carrying my heavy sack and the gold coin. The class started to blend into the hundreds of people out in this hallway and I had no idea where this class’s room was.

I lost all the class’s people and spent about 10 minutes walking around holding that gold till I realized it just didn’t matter anymore.

I spent another 20 minutes or so walking around this huge building looking for that class. There was every conceivable type of career at work in the building, nurses, teachers, office workers, lawyers (they had a cool suite hallway, with mahogany walls and doors, where the lights where very dim just enough to look cool and so you could see comfortably), there was even a hair salon. I was the only one walking between all these; everyone else seemed to see nothing but their own career place.

I felt like I could take on any one of these careers if I simply thought I was in that career, it was almost like the place would ask me if I was one of the types that populated that area (career person or customer).

I got really tired of searching for the class and gave up.



Dream 2: Flying Experiments
The actual happenstances that took place during this dream are unimportant. The important aspects are the specific experiments and their results.
I knew this was a dream and decided to try different flying techniques.



The first technique I tried I have had luck with before; I talked to my subconscious self. “I want to go faster. No faster than that! OK I don’t care how, just as fast as possible!” WOOSSSSH!!! All kinds of trees and buildings wiz by!

This technique definitely works but is unpredictable and often too slow or too fast and it is usually hard to stop at the right point.


Next, I tried to use the point I wanted to arrive at as a pull. Thinking that ‘I want to go there’ but it works all too well getting you there and flying but at your normal height and speed, just like walking but flying. This takes way too long but I have great results stopping exactly where I intended. This also takes very little concentration to carry out and keep up. This is great in large crowds and over small distances. You’re going to lightly bump some people in a large crowd but I found that was OK as long as they weren’t hostile.


Then I tried the run and jump Superman style, this worked very well but was hard to speed up from the speed I started at. Very good to change height and got a lot of height too.

Then I tried to make things up on the “fly”, while flying around I tried stuff but the best was a fist push or swing. You punch or swing your fist forward as fast as you intend to go. This forceful act tells your mind the force at which you want to travel, as well as, seeing your fist move fast which is nearly as you want to go. I got great forceful speed out of this and great directionality, stopping was as simple as pulling my fist back and putting my feet down. I actually stopped faster than I usually ever do, and though there was some sneakers skidding on the ground, it worked very quickly.

This was the best technique I have tried and after flying into a middle school at breakneck speeds I decided it was time to wake up and record this technique but then I heard a administrator type yell to my direction “Check in is in the office!” A couple of parents and myself walked into the office and I immediately realized that I had no one in mind to see, what would I say was my purpose here? The secretary, whether a DC or a dreamer, was probably going to see me as a threat.
The secretary was blathering away to a parent “Oh yes! Oh yes, that’s great!” while I fumbled around with the write in-sheet.
There were 2 eagle pins on the top of the page and I took one off and looked at it. I felt this was a good time to disappear and wake up but as the dream started to fade I remembered that pin in my hand. Would the pin disappear with my disappearance? That would not be right if someone really like it so I concentrated back on the dream’s visuals, and once fully back in the dream, I put the pin back on the paper. I looked at it and marveled at the realistic details but had to get out of there before the secretary started to talk to me and things got crazy.

a
4-22-2011

I was aware this was a dream but did not have the awesome clarity and mental plasticity as a full LD.

I was also aware, on some level, of my dream goal of wanting to be a hero or helper and was expecting for this to show up during the dream.

Dream 1: Sarcasm

I was in a building that opened its doors into a dirty dusty courtyard. I thought ‘what a pathetic place.’ Unimpressed with this dream already, I still had to explore so I walked out into the dusty lot of a yard and walked toward a group of people I saw in a far corner. I then saw a boy (about 5 years old) at the opposite end, he was dirty and had raggy clothes. He was looking at a little blond girl his same age with mud on her face and on her torn clothes. Now I was angry at this dream giving me this out an infinity of interesting things I could be seeing. “Oh this is great.” “Oh its Mr. Little. And oh look, its Misses Little Ugg Lay.” I decided to walk in-between them and see what was up with them.
Before I got there a woman (white in her 60’s with obviously artificial brown hair) stopped me “Wait I need to take your blood pressure!” It was harmless and you never know it could become interesting. She put the cuff on my wrist then realized that was not the right place for it and put in on my bicep and pumped it up and started to count.
After she was finished I started to walk to the business men talking in the corner but the oldest one with gray hair said “Don’t.” So I walked a bit and thought about using telekinesis to rip the whole surrounding buildings down for kicks. Then this guy came towards me from that corner, now a little ways away, and said “Now if you don’t behave I will have to throw you out.” “Oh I wish you could throw me out” I said knowing he was no match for me. He then walks up on the wall defying gravity toward me and down on the ground closer to me shocks my arm a tiny bit with a bolt of electricity. I am unfazed. He then shoots a laser at my arm and cuts it open to the muscles inside which would be horrifying if this was not a dream and I was not the indestructible being that I am. Still it is a cool power I suppose. He stormed off.
A couple came out to me and threw down a picnic blanket. I felt their expectation that I was supposed to join them so I sat down and waited for the woman, who looked a lot like Dharma from the TV show Greg and Dharma

(the short haired girl in blond?), put everything in place. Sitting down I didn’t feel like myself any more, it felt a lot like when you wear a mask and you feel the difference of what you are supposed to be. “Wow this is great ain’t it?” I said sarcastically. I didn’t like what I had said but fortunately it was taken as me joking around. The woman put out the food which was the tiniest amounts of food amounting to 3 gray pees and a thumb sized spot of gravy. I then yelled “DON’T TOUCH! I DON’T WANT ANYBODY TO HAVE TOO MUCH!” I was shocked and thought ‘where did that come from?!’ The woman was sitting there in disappointed shock and the guy with us was like with his mouth hanging open. “I didn’t mean that” I muttered, “it’s perfect, it’s just a taste. Just a taste…” Embarrassed and unsure at what just happened I got up and walked off.


Dream 2: First Aid Hero

I was in a large parking lot like out front of a Lowes or WalMart and so I walked into the garden center area these kinds of stores have and someone behind me asked for help. It was a woman about 23 needing to get up high on to the shelved plants up high. She felt like I worked there and I felt that maybe I did in the real world and this was my dream from that life. I helped hook her up to some pipe on the ceiling so she could use it like a zip line but it didn’t work. A female manager came to us and criticized how I attached her to the pipe which made me hate the idea that I may work at a place like this. I thought about several ways to blow the store up but realized that chemical reactions don’t work in this dream world so no real explosion would happen.
‘Screw this’ I thought and headed for the outer fence of the garden center “where you going?” a female voice called out to me from behind, I completely ignored it.
At the fence I flew up a bit and passed through the chain link fence and flew over the parking lot to the woods. I tried to get some more height but could only get as high as the trees which I ran into. Then I saw a very large and pointed hill of dirt and thought ‘well this flat city really does have a “mountain” after all’ I chuckled to myself. I let myself float onto this hill but then saw a lot of ants on the hill, and was for a moment scared that they’d bite me, but remembered they can’t bite me in a dream.
I drifted toward the highway where there were cars and 18-wheelers speeding by. I floated into the traffic but was too high for the cars. Then in another lane 18-wheeler tipped over on its side and skidded my way. I couldn’t get enough height and the truck hit me but I felt no pain it just bumped me up into the air more. Seeing the truck on the side of the road on its side, I flew over and opened the door and went inside to see the driver had a lot of scrapes and a bloody wound on his chest. I spun into hero mode, at least from my certification in First Aid, and dressed his wounds in record time. Then I knew the last instruction is to wait for the emergency crews ‘I did enough here, this was successful, I can go now’ I thought and woke up to record this dream.

I've accomplished the Void goal (took about 3 months) and have that to look into some more, that should be very promising. I just produce a wormhole and go in and look over the info in my dreams, actually I'm not sure of what all is in there but it seems hugely expansive, lots to explore!

I still have the short haired girl to find something/anything out on. Since posting about her I have had her appear off and on but no Q&A or anything that could give me some info about her so I will keep this goal.

a Short Haired Girl

I also intend to find out more about the short haired girl. She doesn't seem like a dream guide (DG) and may even be a possible me. Once I asked to see myself in the mirror and expected to see myself but when I looked I saw her! She put on a big grin and smiled and waved at me and said "Hi, its me!" in a super happy and excited way. Everything she says surprises me and usually cuts off my train of thought. She is the only one doing this, and is reoccurring as well, so I have to find out more.

Super Hero

My new goal for this year is to become more like a super hero in my dreams saving people. I partly want this so that there will be more of a reason to my dreams. Mostly I want this because the few dreams I have had like this have been amazing. I have had some experience saving paoiple in real life as well and this type of dream supports that aspect of myself. Also having a goal that is allusive lets me use my powers, just like heroes have to be up against something in a movie (it wouldn't be much fun to see Spiderman watch TV for 2 hours). I have been working on this goal for a few weeks now with a little success, perhaps posting it here will tell my subconscious that I am serious about it. All of us super heroes start off a little pathetic right? I guess I just need to keep up at it and find my path.

a

4-12-11

Nap

Dream 1: Old Grumpy Guy

I was at a hospital watching a family visit a family member. There was an old grumpy guy with them that kept on saying sarcastic comments every now and then. They left the sick guy bandaged all up saying “see ya” and the sarcastic old guy mumbled “yea on the other side!” Then outside they all got in a white school bus. The bus was driving along and everyone was sad feeling bad leaving the guy back there and one of the older woman said “we should send him a card.” The grumpy old timer said “Card; you put it in their hand or put it on their bed cuz their dead.” All of a sudden I realized a few men were carrying this old guy in his wheelchair to the front of the bus! He was supposed to get off at the next stop but the bus kept moving slowly so they still pushed him off and remarkably he was still outside the bus’s door and didn’t fall. As our bus picked up speed I could see he had been pushed onto the back of a pickup truck and his wheel had gotten caught between the tailgate and the truck but the pickup truck he was on was still moving down the road! The grumpy guy was pushing back deep into his chair so he didn’t fall out onto the street and a kid in the truck looked back to see this and screamed “Aaaaaahhhh” like in a cartoon when crazy things happened. The scream was so funny and the grumpy guy looked so funny I started to laugh. I woke up trying not to laugh.

Dream 2: Laser Printer

I was watching a laser printer work. The red laser was burning its image into the page with 2 blue lasers going behind it to cool the burning. I thought this system could let the laser print onto paper without a film and could be darker or lighter.

a

4-12-11

Dream 1: Meat Processing Plant
I happen upon a factory and go inside. It looks old and a bit run down but still operational. I see big machines and climb up on one to see a lot of meat on conveyor belts going into a huge grinder. [I had this dream before and this is where the dream ended because I felt drawn to the danger in the meat grinder.] Climbing down I felt that I worked there and started to clean things up like taking a tree branch out of one of the machines. I walked outside and it was raining very hard now so I went under a covered walkway and thought about all the trees that needed to be removed away from near the factory for food safety. I imagined an inspector telling me that is a good job. I felt like I owned the meat processing plant now. Then I walked into a cafeteria and saw some female workers who were moving tables and chairs to the back. A guy came in reluctantly to help them but he was not supposed to because he already had too much overtime. Then I took a huge fire hose on the ground and helped them wash down the floor so that the place would be sterile.

Dream 2 : Underground

I am walking in an underground hallway to my room. The place looks like it is made of sandstone and the rooms are small. Mine is off to the left, there is no door. Once inside I notice that the wall between the door and the room that gives the room some privacy is still letting the candle on top of my dresser shine out into the hallway. For some reason this bothers me and I check it twice to make sure that the candle is in the right place but it isn’t. I move it to a small candle shelf carved out of the stone.
I decide to read now standing up and pick up a book I thought was Jules Vern’s 2000 Leagues Under the Sea. Upon opening the book I realized it was written in something like Sanskrit on pages with blue wavy colorings and it is all in poetic verses like the Iliad. I no longer want to read this book.

a
4-11-11

The Void
Lucid 80%

I was in my childhood home and realized this was a dream sign! I shouted “this is a dream!” and my much younger mom, aged appropriately for the era, looks at me like “What?” I run outside as a little kid and then age up to my present age as I run for the street; I can make great wormholes here on the flat surface. I pointed but nothing happened. I flicked my hand and bam there was a small black wormhole on the street. “Oh crap I have no idea for what I want to do!” I try to think of my dream goals and the wormhole vanishes but I try to think some more while keeping hold of the dreams lucidity, kind of like dribbling 2 basketballs at once. I dig and come up with a memory of summoning myself and flick another wormhole but this one is deformed looking like spilt ink. ‘Summoning myself on any other day would be a cool idea but I want something less me, more mind blowing, I got to think!’ “I got it! I can look for something to do with my career path” and I flick open a perfect wormhole and stand on it.
I get sucked down into my wormhole and I see blackness then out of the void pictures start rolling by from left to right. All are big pictures with maybe a perfect tree on one and the next has a motorcycle on one [btw I saw this same motorcycle in the last wormhole I created and have no interest in motorcycles]. One picture has a lot of words in boxes connected by lines and then the next has a girl blowing bubbles into the air . They all seemed like they were representing something. They seemed pretty endless so I latched onto one by touching it and was sucked in and wound up in a well lit hallway with wooden bookshelves on either side. A woman, blond in her mid 20’s in casual business attire, said to me forcefully “Well now that you’re here we can get down to business.” Then they all (the 3 other women of about the same age and dress) started walking for the office at the end of the hall so I joined them. Once in the office I sat in one of the plush and comfy leather seats and she asked me what my other offers where, caught off guard by this whole thing I said nothing (hey less than a minute ago I was out on the street outside my childhood home!). She took my quietness as stalling and said “well we have a pretty good package here and have connections.” I got a thought from someone else in the room that the connections were political and Bill Clinton might be involved but this was not talked about openly (yay for telepathy!). She walked behind the big desk with tons of stuff on it from different people and lots of papers. The office looked cool to me, I love so much detail in these nonphysical places. She sat on the corner of the desk (I got the idea it really wasn’t her place to be sitting in the seat) and said, “So ok let’s talk.” I felt too much on the spot and had a good enough time so I pulled out of the dream and woke up to happily record my LD.

Once awake I realize how tired I really was and waited a second to recall my dream before I recorded it.

Assassin
lucid 50%

I am in a holding cell with a Plexiglas wall. Me and this other guy are in this one cell and we are assassins and our skills are going to be tested. There is a woman in the other cell by herself so we 3 will be tested and only one will get the assignment. The guy in my cell wonders if I can take him but I know this is a dream and he doesn’t stand a chance but I keep hearing his thought “can I take him?” I decide to school him a bit. My mind goes into hyper fast thought, realizing he is too far away to start on him with my hands I kick my chair at him and jump thorough the air at him. I land as he catches the chair and holds it as a shield as he falls back onto the floor. He is strong and using his hands and knees to hold the chair up so any force going down is not going to do much so I push the shielding chair in the direction of his head just a bit so I can step on his groin. I didn’t step hard just enough to get a needed reaction, he lowers the chair over his groin and I bring around my hand using my thumb as a small knife to prove my point as it stops just outside his neck. He looks at my hand and knows he has been beaten and would have been dead in seconds had a real knife entered his carotid arteries this way.

I wake up and this time write stuff down!

a
4-10-11
This was a really long dream but I will shorten it by glossing over the chaotic parts in the beginning.

I was driving in a car with some people I thought I knew. The car goes onto a ferry boat which disembarks. I run around ship but there is nothing interesting to see. Then a guy jumps overboard to swim but the currents are too strong and he is thrown a strange life preserver, it is like a eyeglass case about 10 feet long. He opens it and there is a bed in it that he gets into but this bed is actually a control for the life raft which has a motor and he steers it back to the boat!
I go down to the water to see him then I see that the ship is way up in the air and they are lowering it down into the water, which will be on top of me. I grab a rope and keep pulling it down to me as the boat comes down so, since the rope connects to the side of the ship, it pulls me to the side as well. The ferry still pushes me under water but I don’t panic and swim the small distance under water to the surface. [I remember having this dream before but I panicked and felt like I was drowning and woke up]

Then I was in a museum like place and there was a woman museum guide who was getting everyone’s attention as she explained the globe she was holding. There were maybe 300 people all milling around this second story balcony, all very busy. I felt partially lucid, I knew it was a dream but was still mentally captured by the dream. I looked at everything taking it all in and thought it should be interesting to hear what the museum guide was going to say. Then a woman burst out of the crowd and ran up to the guide “then what’s this ball, what’s this???” I thought she was talking about the globe the guide was holding but then the mad woman held up a hand sized ball with a little blue cube in it. The guide was flabbergasted and confused at this woman’s nuttiness, “Well,… what’s this?!” I ran up to her and took her ball and ran over to this balcony’s banister and jump up on it and jumped out in to air! I slowly flew in the air and said back to the crazy woman “maybe it’s so you can fly!” insinuating that it gave me superpowers. I looked back to see the crazy woman running after me but since she couldn’t fly so she had to run around through the areas that she could and then down a long staircase to the ground floor which is where I landed. I held it out to her and she snatched it away but then couldn’t fly and felt sad with a big sad face. I felt bad that I had caused her to feel heartbroken even though I had hoped to help.

I went up the stairs and walked in a door and inside it seemed like a hotel hallway, so being omnipotent I whatever I wanted walk in a random door. I feel the presence of the last person in here and even got a flash of her appearance but she is not in here and this confuses me. Then I realized I was just getting her essence not her. I saw her luggage and even her purse. A thought popped up ‘PURSE, MONEY’, “you silly thought this is a nonphysical place and even if it wasn’t I wouldn’t steal her money!”

I go back out into the hallway only to get somewhat bored, ‘they’re all rooms so who cares?’ I go into an elevator shaft cuz I can after I make the doors open and fly down to the next floor. Arriving on the bottom floor the doors open and people are shocked as I walk out with no elevator to support me. I pay them no mind. I go to an area with lines waiting for stuff and see a guy, in his 50’s white with gray hair, who looked like he knew what he was doing and thought that has to be how I I should be. So I decide I will help people. I walk into a door and it opens up to the outdoors onto a disaster area motel where the motel is covered in mud and debris of houses and trees. “How can I help here?” :: I am in a room broken open to the outdoors but across the way to my left I see a room with people moving in it and fly over to it and go in through the sliding glass doors. The people don’t even seem to notice me. There is a boy playing a video game on the TV and guy hurriedly packing rushing back and forth but not noticing me at all. I walk out to the balcony on the other side of the room.

Once outside I see a girl on a rooftop of a pagoda. She is not scared so I think maybe she is like me so I fly over to her and gently land on the old wooden shingled roof, amazed at the detail of it. I see she is a light skinned Afro-American girl with a an 80’s hairstyle and clothes, at about 17 to 19 years old. We exchange pleasantries and she starts to tell me about something having to do with being disappointed by a father figure in her life. I get flashes of pictures of the guy she is talking about as she talks and they are coupled with good feelings so I have to stop thinking he mistreated her somehow. I am feeling her radiation and how friendly and open she is and am amazed at how good this feels, most dreamers are so closed. I try to say “yes” and “um hum” at just the right moments while still enjoying this exchange. She feels better for telling me her story and realizes also that I am not paying attention too much to her story. There is an awkward silence “Hum” she says then starts singing! She sings something from the radio, I think it may have been “In Your Eyes.” I thought she was singing about me but there was no love out of her radiation but instead I could feel she meant it to mean that she is trying to live up standards in her life but not really sure she what he, the male father figure, sees in his eyes. I never had a person in a dream sing to me before and liked it a lot. She stopped abruptly and said, “I have to catch Andy!” and flew off the rooftop! I guessed she thought she needed to catch the Andy Griffith Show.

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Mid March
Every so often I have a dream that speaks without words using a kind of telepathy. I have identified 3 different kinds of telepathy but I won’t go into them here. The one used here I have been calling Universal Telepathy because it seems to be the most used and nearly everyone seems to understand it; it uses pictures, thoughts, and feelings. Since no words were ever used I will try to state words as accurate and meaningfully as possible. I will describe the pictures and feelings independently.

I am at the back of large audience, I am where the walkway to leave an auditorium is. There is a strange looking water container attached to a pipe or wall or something that gets my attention. A male being I will call the Instructor asks me using Universal Telepathy if this thing interests me. I reply using Universal Telepathy that “yes from the heart” and I smile.

Instructor: This is about Paired Souls.

Then there is a huge dark gray sphere attached to the water thing which is going to be a device used to tell this story.

Instructor: This big dark sphere is the full soul. Its dark because it holds all the skills and abilities one can ever have represented here by color since if all the myriad of all colors were mixed up they would thus be gray.

Out of this “full soul” comes out a small droplet, about a thousand times smaller, swirling with red, blue, and gray colors.

Instructor: This is the fractionalized soul (like yours), represented by the small droplet, can complete a life on your plane quite successfully in this form.

The droplet then divides in two with one having the red coloring swirling around in it and the other having the blue.

Instructor: However if the tasks and the energies used to complete their undertakings are halved then the being can internalize-and-complete these tasks with less struggle and in short order. For this to be realized though the fractional soul needs to be divided into ying-and-yang-like halves. One should also become committed to a nonphysical life while the other incarnates into a physical life and world. These two different worlds use nearly opposing energy sectors to successfully complete. Preferably the “feminine” half should be tasked with the nonphysical life and the “masculine” half with the physical incarnation. Masculine halves are best used on the physical plane as masculine energies are superior at moving the energy that is matter due to their propensity for sheer force of will. The energies used by one half will then not be used by the other, both being different in polarity and in different realms causing nearly opposing situations. The really advantageous aspect to this pairing of souls is that the energies not used by one can then be transferred to the other. Since they are both of one soul they will naturally share energies and thus, in this way, be able to support each other’s tasks and lives. The depleted energies of one can be boosted freely by the other half at no cost to its own energy needs. They can then complete their tasks quicker and with less struggle. The double dichotomy of differing worlds and the pairing of souls is quite advantageous.

There was then a period where he stopped I guess for questions but I was trying to take it all in and impressed with the logic of it all. I then wanted to touch the red and clear ball that was depicting a half of the paired soul so that maybe I could take in some more knowledge from it.

Instructor: That’s just for demonstration.

I felt a little dumb now and disappointed. “Oh, hmmmm.”

I woke up.

P.S. This was a lot harder to translate than I thought. So much is packed into so little that I have to not only find the right words but the right over all meaning. I hope this all makes sense.

This is a great depiction of the full soul (middle) and the fraction soul's (tiny bright circle at the top) size difference. It was also understood that the full soul came from another even larger unimaginably immense "soul."

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Dream 1
A car in a field is stolen and I beep the horn. The cops arrive and show me a contract and he says “you have to pay me royalties.” I looked at the contract and saw the signature was not mine and said “I didn’t sign that.”

Dream 2 Test
I walk out of a doorway onto a grassy field. I remember it as a dream college area then I saw a goat and some sheep walking around. They seemed odd since they were just walking around mindlessly. Then I felt really good, I had passed some kind of important test!

Dream 3 Future Bridge
I am a passenger driving down a road in a little station wagon in California and it is flat and dry outside back dropped by mountains. The road turns into a 12 lane highway and I can see shopping centers and such. I feel like the road is changing in time as well as distance. At the beginning it was the 1970’s now it is the 80’s. Quickly it is the 90’s and 2000’s uneventfully. Then I am flying as we come to a bridge and I let the little station wagon from the 70’s go as it drives below me. Now it is the future but I am not sure when. I fly through the bridge’s upper girders and see how massive this structure is, the I-beams are bigger than I thought anything in my time was being made and wondered what kind of huge factory could produce these monsters. Then I noticed there was lighting up here too. Although it was daytime I got a quick nighttime vision of what it looked like at night and it was a nice bright green bridge. The lighting’s housings were huge, you could easily fit 10 SUV’s inside one. I wondered at the power that would be needed to do this, and all for something unnecessary, but got the feeling that it was a concern but no big deal, so much for energy concerns for the future.
The highway went off to the left but I followed my-times highway, which was now just a depression in the vegetation. The old highways had crumbled and acted like a bedrock letting only small plants with small roots take hold and you could follow this ‘depression’ down to the sea, this led into the marshes and parts were washed out. I now felt the familiar time of the early 22nd century but was still not too sure. There was a long beach but no sign of anyone having used it in any way which I thought would be odd especially for California. I felt there was no more to see and reluctantly landed roughly on a sandbar 6 feet out from the beach. There was nothing but those tall beach weeds on shore and a few houses way in back of that. I then felt I was violating some kind of rule landing here but could not take back off. I closed my eyes and imagined flying away but I wasn’t and upon opening my eyes I saw an all green helicopter with only a small white circle for a symbol on the door. The helicopter circled a bit then came down close to me and I could see it was about the size of a small car, far too small to hold a person. Then I heard an emergency type voice say “EXIT THE AREA!” from the green helicopter. I tried to get my legs out of the sand and then I was surprised to see an all blue robot with a human type appearance approach me. It was all blue head to foot with no face just a thin vertical black line in the middle of its “face.” “Oh crap!”
Then I am home again in early 2000’s time [not real life home] looking something up on the computer. It’s the old big computer TV like monitor and I start closing windows out as my mom and my other family members are coming in the room and distracting my attention [these are not my family members in real life].

The screen’s background has a pretty woman with short black hair on it who I seem to know and stare at it a few seconds before my sister enters the room talking loudly so I turn the computer off [I do not have a sister in real life]. They are all eating popcorn out of a bowl and passing it around and give me some but I just take out a few and crunch on them. I feel a little sad and not sure why.

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March 4, 2011
These are nonlucid highly symbolic dreams. I have these every now and then and everything is logically strange but symbolically it all makes sense. This “sense” has to be wrung out of it usually over several days of pondering.

Dream 1: TSA
I am shopping with my mom in what may be an airport and we go into different convenience stores. The TSA is there at the back of the store.

Dream 2: Front Yard
Dialog will be red
I am in my front yard and the air is fresh and new like a spring morning yet it also feels like a dream place feeling of those things, feelings I am used to. Looking at the yard I see a red something on the lawn and go to check it out and it is a little red book titled Eden in gold letters. While walking across the lawn to my car my neighbor [who in RL never says much] says “here ya go!” as he holds out one of my plastic Japanese tea bottles. “Thanks” I say and start to walk off. Being more friendly than he ever is in RL he says cheerfully, “pay it forward” as if this is like saying ‘see you later.’ I say “K” and he replies “or sleep with a fatty…” ‘WTF, what did he just say?’ I thought about this to such an extent I woke up!

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March 1, 2011

I think this peanut butter I am eating for increased vividness is not only working very well it is helping me increase my recall. This first dream is very long and is chaotic which is characteristic of dreams earlier in the night which usually are not remembered. Nothing lucid though.

Dream 1 : Train of Destruction
There was some random stuff going on before this.
It was dark at night and I could barely see things happening. This was a place like Alaska in the summer, rural, tons of pine trees, and small town feeling. Me and some of the malcontents of the small rural town created a crazy rail-mega-truck thing. The center was a rail car that had old trucks connected to it on both sides, it was huge and we got it to go really fast and then burst off the track into the woods busting itself and anything in its way to hell. This was done just outside of town and may have killed people but we obviously didn’t care, the town’s people were scum. I felt bad at this feeling after thinking about it, ‘would I feel OK if there was a little girl killed in there?’ I decided to get away from what we had done and the jerks doing it by leaving town.
Under the few street lights I saw police cars looking cars over looking for the people that created that crash in the woods. They saw me but let me pass so I figured they didn’t know me or my car yet.
I am now in the dark metal like room and there is a guy there trying to calm me. He says something about “it taking effect soon” and figure I have been drugged somehow. There is a metal chair that looks like people could be strapped into it and I have to wonder if I have been made to talk about what happened before.
Then I am in a New York suburb in an empty lot. The lot is surrounded by apartment buildings and a typical chain link fence. There is an oldish guy looking like a retiree sipping iced tea in his lounge chair on his tiny back porch. I went over to him and he said something like he was impressed with my progress. Then I feel that he and others have “made me” like I am some kind of clone. I plan to escape. Figuring he may know what I would plan to do I do something totally random and ad lib and I run to the other side of the lot and then hide down under the very tall weeds and crawl to the other corner. When I come up there are 2 women looking for me frantically. The leader of the 2 says regretful “we were stressing him” to make me better. I ran out of the lot at inhuman speeds and out to the street. I had no idea where this was even though the lot I just came from seemed oddly familiar. I took a right and ran up the street than I started walking fast to not attract attention. I knew I had to get more distance between me and those people in the lot. Passing some shops and pubs to my right there was a street corner just up ahead. Then I recognized the guy on the corner [Charlie Sheen], could he be one of “them?” He was talking to other on the corner and turned to see me and nodded at me knowingly. His nod was one of ‘I got your back’ but I was too paranoid to care and ducked in the door I was at when he nodded at me. It was dark in here I could barely see anything but rushed down the hallway. Then at the end the light was visible and I recognized this as what I call ‘proximity light’ which is light that is only visible at a certain distance, a dream world invention and a little extra vividness entered the dream, I was more clear now. I hurriedly opened the door at the end of the hallway and slammed the door shut but it didn’t close but I didn’t care too much I had to get to the phone. There was a guy standing there reading the paper like he was minding the place [he was dressed in 1930s brown pants and suspenders and vertical stripped dress shirt] he just moved out of my way. There was a box on the wall that held the phone I pulled out the one piece ear piece to the old phone and was worried that I couldn’t say something into the phone and put it to my ear and looked for the piece you talk into. Before anything else, I heard a voice on the other side say in acknowledgement “I got the car”. I knew I get my way out and instantly calmed down.

This was in a wooden wall box.

Darkness

Dream 2: 2 Pink Fro’s
I was looking at 2 strange looking guys all in pink. They where white guys with huge pink afros, pink shirts, pink pants and shoes. There faces were made up to look peach colored in an artificial way. They just stood there looking like there was a camera watching them, posing.

Darkness

Dream 3: Washing a Boat
I was washing a boat in a dream world that was very familiar to me. I had some friends that came into a lot of money but never showed it too much but this was a dream world created to express their desire to flaunt their riches. In their driveway they had a Cadillac and an expensive boat up on the trailer thing. I was washing it and getting paid of course but it was ridiculously easy and fun to be around so much wealth. Then the father of this wealthy family came out to see a friend of his [I have no idea who this guy is] and after saying pleasantries,
Friend: “how’s it going these days?”
Rich guy: “not bad, just have some gambling debts to pay off.”
The friend didn’t answer knowing that there was probably going to be a mention of money.
Rich guy: “You wouldn’t mind loaning me some money would you?”
Friend: “No I really don’t have any money after my family.”
Rich guy: Smiles, like a mob boss, knowing that now he knows he can lightly threaten the “friend’s” family to coerces him to give the loan.

Darkness

Dream 4: Gold Tea Strainers
I am seeing gold tea strainers that look a little like little globes of vertical lines. I can feel they are 99% gold and like looking at them and moving them in my hand.

Wow didn't know these existed till I Googled them!
I knew what they were but kept thinking they look like earrings. Getting a good look at them again I can see why.

There were 3 more very short dreams which I didn’t feel were worthy getting up to record.

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Feb 26, 2011

Dream 1: High tech bullet
nonlucid
I have a gun and I am thinking what would happen if I shot it in my garage which is where I am holding this 22-like rifle. The bullet flies out without sound hits the ceiling and bounces off the ceiling and falls to the ground. I think it must have been a BB. I bend down to look at it and I see that it is a plastic and metal bullet (not the casing) made of many parts and even screws back together. The very pointy tip is hollow and has a little clear plastic window underneath on the flat underside. I think about how expensive this bullet must be and how secret its use must be.

Dream 2: The Bank & Brown Wasps
Nonlucid
I am in an area I remember being kind of like a church grounds or old British university grounds. I go into a bank, I’ve been here before. The last time as this time, they are setting it up but are doing business. “I’d like to see my safe deposit box” I show the teller a key. I put something into one of the boxes. Then went outside and I ran across the grassy campus to a small quaint stone bridge. There were fall leaves all over everything, just a bit like fall was starting. Looking at the bridge I see a toy frog, or something, and picked it up.
I walked off the other side of the bridge and I met up with a group of friends (a couple and a girl as I have had in a few dreams now) She was talking about some stuff that was not at all important and was a little aggravated that I was not even listening. I thought about how some things can alter the path of your life and they can be just a small event. I looked off into the sky near the far horizon and say it was getting dark there and then I saw a shooting star! Surprised I dropped what I was carrying which was now a dime. The girl pulls me along like a little kid “but I dropped my dime!” I was a little kid now and I ran off from the group, I could feel the girls radiation of “what now” frustration but did not look back.
Nearby there was a guy picking up little broken honey boxes. The honey combs where in little wooden boxes. I ran over to see and I noticed all these brown wasps on the honeycombs, I knew they packed quite a sting. The guy was one of those DCs that doesn’t recognize you so I picked up a comb. The guy did the same and chucked it to his side which is where I was and got hit on the back by the comb he threw. “HEY” I said, no recognition from him but I could feel wasps on me now and some fell down into my underwear! I could feel wasps on my butt and between my legs frantically crawling around, there was no move I could do now that would NOT aggravate them! I decided to jump and rip my shorts off in one motion. Crap that didn’t work, they are going to be pissed now! Then I think ‘this is too intense I go to get out of this dream!’ I woke up feeling the feeling residue of wasps in my shorts.

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Feb 28, 2011

Dream 1: The Queen
Nonlucid
Me and a young woman were kneeling on the floor helping out this old lady, the stereotypical small gray dressed in dark blouse with lace on the collar type. “would you like some tea” the lady said “yes thank you.” The old lady replied. She was so polite I started to think she was the Queen of GB. After she took a sip she said “can I be alone” and the woman said “of course.” We got up and went outside to a deck area and sat on its floor. I thought about helping the Queen and how I had no experience for this job but it was a rare honor. After a moment she came outside too walking unsteady and slow. She felt appreciative and patted my shoulder, at that moment I saw her hand on my shoulder and it was like DING and a halo of light around her royal hand. Then I thought of how some people are fanatics and would go crazy for this sort of thing maybe say they’d never wash their shoulder even! She then walked off.

Dream 2: Huge Screen
Nonlucid
I am fooling with an iPhone trying to figure it out and get it set up. There is a TV screen next to me that is a huge 7 feet at least and it has a few selection buttons I can press when I configure the phone at certain stages. I am standing right next to the huge screen and push the screens touchable buttons and look back at the phone but it isn’t working correctly for me.