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a
6-23-11


Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am exploring a residential building. I have seen some like this before, there are apartments but the doors are always open, or missing, and there are a lot of people all over the place. I walk into one room and there is a naked girl, in a room of about 10 clothed people, watching TV like it is no big deal. She is maybe 23 years old, brunette. Guys and girls around her don’t seem to notice she is naked, people walk right by her. I figure that she is another dreamer but she likes to walk around naked.

She is sitting on a sofa so I sit on the end of it to her right and ask if she is "a little cold" sarcastically. She looks at me out of the corners of her eyes with a smile “No.” I sit there and visually examine her body admiring her good looks. An attractive woman comes over to the sofa and is wondering if what we are doing is sexy. She stands behind the sofa to the girls left and leans over on the back of it.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” I say.

The woman nods her head.

I go on to describe how and in what ways her petite body is awesome while the girl just sits there taking it all in but refusing to look at me, I find this very funny and cute.

June 21, 2011


Introduction


When I first came to DV I knew I was bored with my dreaming life and needed to focus on it to find some kind of solution. I have had some interesting experiences because of DV but still I felt an emptiness to it all. Then I realized recently I needed a challenge. This virtually impossible since I am all but god in my dreams, totally invulnerable but also with no challenges. Yes DC’s threaten me but I dispatch with them with so little effort it is barely amusing. Then I saw The Green Lantern movie the other day and I realized that like in the movie I needed not a physical threat to overcome but a psychological challenge, fear, I needed to overcome any fears I may have. I was not sure what those fears might be but I was about to find out.


A little Green Lantern vid to show you some of the basics.

I went to bed a little late at about 1:45 and as usual for this past month worked on my presleep visual imagery of Cerebro from the X-men but mine is a little different. I have gotten to some great visualizations that actually make my head feel almost disconnected and Cerebro is to help me focus on my abilities and grow them and somehow it’s working my subconscious has been extremely active lately. I completed some mental exercises through the Cerebro exercise and fell asleep during this as usual.



Type: Horror/Battle.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 and later Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I'm at a stadium high up in a glassed in level the last rows of spectators on the top. I can’t see anything from this height but there are people sitting around outside this area some of them are sitting on the roof facing the city and parking lot below. (It is early in the night and dreams are chaotic at this point and I fully realize that and have not only gotten used to it but have become at peace with this, I no longer expect “reality” in such early night dreams. Maybe its just me but everything I have heard about REM sleep is crap, I dream nearly all night.) One of the men, a young guy about 20 years old stood up and I wondered what he was doing. Then he stumbled a bit and almost fell off the very top of the stadium.


“Hey did you see that? That guys nuts.” I said to the guy sitting next to me. I shook my head but it was just a dream.

Then the guy standing on top of roof of the stadium caught some clothesline rope around his neck and floated up into the air and even into our glassed in area that’s when I could see he was dead. I felt sad that the poor guy was dead now.



He floated around the back of our seats but when he came around my left hanging in the air, his face was bloody. It wasn’t that his face had blood on it but it was a lot of caked on blood in a gooey mass of blood partially dried, like he had fallen and his brains and blood pooled and dried on his face. I have seen worse I’ve seen actual autopsies (and actually think they are amazing) but here was this guy who had his whole life ahead of him and now its so sad and discussing.



My lucidity kicked in and I was outraged at being so upset in the dream.
I realized I was already upset and thought how I could turn back or erase the past.

“See that right here?!” making a circle with my fingers over the whole upsetting scene. “Get rid of that!”


“No.” I heard in an evil villain voice.


Despite the disembodied voice, the defaced suicidal dead man was gone replaced by a burn spot like when old films burned to a blackness of a burn spot.



“Then where should it go?”


A man looking like the Anonymous logo
but with an all white featureless face appeared in the air about 15 feet away over the burn spot in the dream that I had created.


“Back into the body” He said.

I needed to protect my body from whatever this negativity was!


All of a sudden the man turned into a cloud like in The Green Lantern (TGL) of yellow and smoke and thrusted out attacking me!



SWOOSH!


It happened so unexpectedly fast I instinctively formed a shield up again like in TGL! I saw it so clearly, the transparent shield and I could feel through my mind the force of the fear on the other side trying to break through. The fear was a thing and it was trying to make me fear it and it was working. All my fears kicked into over drive, can I defend against this thing, how long could I hold out? I could actually feel its distance from me!



SWOOSH!

It attacked again part thought part terror. I summoned light sabers but it only defended and did not do anything to it. I felt myself being pushed back in a panic but I resisted by keeping my mind busy on the battle.



I realized I was no longer in the dream state but was still being attacked by whatever this is! What is going on here? How long could this go on?


SWOOSH!


The cloud of yellow fear thrust at me yet again and I rebuffed it with a huge fist but these attacks where coming at a million miles a second, I could barely think fast enough. I began to realize I needed an offensive move but it was all happening too fast to think about it!



SWOOSH!


I visualized a huge chain going around it but this did little and then



SWOOSH!


I saw it form a small chainsaw and I did the same, I rebuffed it again!

I was gaining confidence in this psychic battle.
I formed a belief that I could withstand this force for eternity if needed. I had learned, from the dream world long ago, beliefs where extremely powerful tools and how I could create them at will.


SWOOSH!


I saw it coming yet again and formed a psychic shield over all of me and it pounded against it once,



SWOOSH!


twice,



SWOOSH!


three times and I knew it would hold. Now I could open my eyes up safely having essentially won. I was sweating and a little shaken but very glad I won that hellashish attack!


My room was still dark, time 3:15. I went to bed at 1:45, “so much for REM sleep.”


I could still feel the fear though and a shiver when up my spine all alone in my dark room. I had the impulse to jump up and turn on the lights but “no I must defeat this here too!” I was no longer afraid, I needed to embraced it! I pictured the poor horrible bloody face and not fight the fear but not believe in it either. I examined what was so scary about this, more like a sad horror really. Gradually it was less and less scary and the room felt more and more like the air cooled safe household that it really was.



I rolled over and went back to sleep. If there was something evil out there, or in my dreams, I knew how to defeat it and if it needed a rematch I would have been happy to oblige, I knew its deadly weakness and was no longer afraid.



Dream 2


Type: Regular Dream. Repeat with new many elements.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am new to moving in an apartment complex in a bad Hispanic neighborhood. There are a couple of tough looking dudes standing next to my new place’s door and they don’t want to move out of the way. I get up close to them and they look at me threatening and I say “excuse me” they move a bit and I unlock the door and walk in. On the floor I find some bullets in an old black sock from the last guy that must have lived here, I make a note to get as gun. I go back outside and see some kid pushing around another kid then run off. I think about how not to have that happen to me and a teen shows me a handful of salt balls in his hand, I could tell from his thoughts that he would crush them throw them in an attackers eyes.


I am standing next to a bus stop sign and I realize I have no way of getting around, I can’t recall having a car and don’t have any money even for the bus! I go back inside to look for lost pocket change.


Inside the dream changes time and I have been there for months now and my friends (all Hispanic guys I have never seen before IWL). The big guy comes in and puts some mail on my table and goes back out to the hall and brings in a large high tech rifle and gives it to me. Everyone oo’s and ah’s over it and I look at it for a second and then put it in my closet for safe keeping. The place of mine is a huge mess and I am afraid if I put the rifle on something it will fall off in all the clutter and break the scope on it or something. I then go out the door with all my friends.

a
6-20-2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Another marathon dream. No I have never run a marathon or even jogged. Not sure what the subconscious is trying to say yet.

I was outside on a road with car speeding by, the road was just were it was going to start being a bridge of a good size going over a wide turbulent river. There were a group of people hanging around looking cold in the winter wind. I wasn't cold at all but was wondering why these people were standing around if it was so cold.

A woman about 43 years old looking like the typical housewife, white, brown hair above the shoulder, overly caffeinated. Then out of the blue she yelled,
"HI EVERYONE! I'm glad your all here! OK lets get our marathon on!"

I knew I could run across a medium length bridge it might take me 10 or 15 minutes, no big deal.

Then the pack of people I was in started running up stares up on to the arch of the bridge that the cables hang off of! There was a platform we all gathered on before we ran across the arch single file. We ran to one side and came back but I was not hardly lucid at all and is quite fuzzy but when I came back I longed for the platform so much I started to get some of my lucidity back.

I lunged for the handrail on the platform, it was so high up are these people crazy!? And there was no safety harness! I saw some old timer running and he looked unconcerned so I let the concern go.

We then were back at a work room where we were making some kind of arts and decorations for our parade. I gethered some arts stuff randomly and stood there, with a small pile of arts and craft stuff, thinking how I had absolutely no idea what I was doing.

I woke and grumbled "marathon dream."
What are you trying to tell me subconscious?


Why calmly climb a bridge when you can run haphazardly over it?

a
6-18-2011


Type: Unknown
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was laying in bed. I had just had a dream of being at a carnival and walking in front of a group of guys and one of them gave off this offensive/mean feeling towards me when I walked by.
It was all black now but I willed the dream back.

Only the images came back and they were black and white only, but in like a kind of negative color scheme. I wasn't sure if this was a working/running dream or if it was somehow frozen because there was no sound and I didn't see anything else moving.

I was where I was when the dream collapsed so I walked back to the group of guys again. As I walked I became in third person view but my physical feelings were 1st person. I watched myself from a lower right hand side. There the guys sat, I targeted the offensive guy with my mind and I threw him with my telekinesis toward the horizon. I could see him falling end over end, flailing his arms and legs trying to get control of himself while hurtling through the air. I calmly watched as he flew quite a distance before falling out of sight. I was amazed how I had no effort in throwing a 190 pound guy about 200 yards away, all I had to do was focus, believe, and move my hand a little.

There were still 3 guys there and I tried to think of experimenting with another power but oddly I couldn't think of any, not one! I tried still harder to think of them, I knew they were there but couldn't access them! Then the dream started to fragment, I couldn't concentrate on both with all this intensity and then dream collapsed leaving me in the darkness. Instantly my memory of my powers came back shortly followed by a feeling of "too late now"

a
6-16-11


Key:
My words in blue
Other peoples in green


I had another dream mentioning a country, Russia.

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Gonna start using this, I think I got it from Puffin, great idea.

I was working for a charity at a carnival and we were selling carnival food (popcorn, cotton candy, etc) for our charity which was some kind of help for little children who are sick. I was the one out in the crowd trying to convince people to donate. A couple came up to me the woman was in a white fuax fur coat and she had platinum hair. She said "Hello" in a thick Russian accent and the man behind her said also in a thick Russian accent, something like "I have a check for you." I looked at it and could clearly make out the numbers 15,000 and then saw the bank stamp mark on it which lets you know the moneys in the bank, I was happy to get such a good donation.

I yelled back at our helpers and a few of the customers getting stuff at our stand, "Hey everybody I got a check for fifteen thousand dollars!"
They all cheered!

(So much for not being able to read small numbers in a dream, that could have given me a clue.)



6-17-11
Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was walking around an outdoor market and saw an old man running, I felt he was running in a marathon. I knew I could beat him and started running too right through the market! I blew past gramps and still had no tiredness at all, it was like I wasn't even running! I thought, with no tiredness, I have real potential in this sport! I came to a rest stop station which was a tall food cart with all kinds of water bottles and stuff for the runners it was on a corner of stalls in this outdoor market. The guy watching over the cart and working for the race promoters, gave me a water bottle.

"Thanks" I said and took a sip.

He nodded his head and thought that was all I should get.
I asked 'why' in my thoughts and his thoughts told me 'You need to sign the clip board.'

I took the clipboard and looked at it and asked in my thoughts what this did?

"You sign for the items you want to see at the next rest station."

I was not sure what this was all about so I just signed my name and started running. Just then the old dude walked up seemingly not in any rush at all.

I ran till I was near a pond and saw another food cart. The guy minding the cart handed me the bottle of water and a white towel. His thoughts indicated that I had signed for these things at the last station, I played along but found I was not tired at all nor thirsty! I dabbed my head with the towel a bit and put the stuff back on the rack.

Then I walked over to look into the pond which had a lot of dead brown vegetation in it sticking way up out of the water and koi were in the water swimming around. It was like a lake in a desert.

"I'm not interested in this race, maybe I'll finish running it some other time."

Woke up for the day.

(that was an odd marathon but still the organizing of the things you got are actually better than anything I have ever seen in waking life!)

June 15 2011

I was just jumping around the dream thinking an item could make me the emperor of France. The item was a paper crown from McDonald's, then a piece of a chandelier, then a knife thrown near me.

Yes a guy threw a knife at me but at this point in my dreaming life, even nonlucid, I know I have all these abilities and I am totally fearless. Actually I ran at the knife to get as close to possible to where it would land so I could get to it quickly being the item that would make me emperor and all.

But this is the 3rd dream in as many nights where I thought something where another country was the main theme. Not sure what all this means, I have no trips planned nor do I want to take one. Hmmm.

a
June 12, 2011

My dreams can be pretty trippy but this one is especially out there.

Key:
My words in blue
{telepathy in these brackets}

There was a lot of chaotic dream elements and I was learning how to accept and incorporate my lucidity into such crazy dream scenarios. I let go of any preconceived notions of what things should be and sort of plugged my consciousness into the dream with no judgments. Places came and went DC's did the same or entirely changed, it was a lot of fun.

Then there was a vacant lot with puddles and junk in it. Then I am hopping over the fence then the puddles and junk. At the end of the yard there is a 2 story building that is covered in tan stucco. I walk to the building and there was in the middle of the cement patio a "wall of perception change" which looks like when extreme heat ripples the air but if you walk through it the scenery and time will change drastically, of course I had to walk through it. I have seen these rarely and they are always associated with high lucidity and intellectual heady events.

On the other side of the wall is a room in ancient home made out of mud brick. My lucidity increases, I can feel myself becoming more lucid to take all this in. Everyone standing around is dressed like ancient Aztecs! I ask myself {what is this place} and get two answers back. Again this is not the first time I have had this happen. In all instances I got back a telepathic answer and an auditory answer. This time the telepathic answer was "Azteca" but I heard the word "Uzbekistan". Unfortunately this time I disregarded the telepathic and kept the spoken word but at least there were no repercussions because of this.

The people were all smaller than me, very thin (bony really), and some of the men had spears, clubs, feathers, and ornamental war clothing on, I could tell there was something special going on. That's when I realized the 3 dead people in tied into hammock-like baskets and they were all wrapped in brightly colored blankets head to toe. I could feel everyone was on their best behavior and I wished I could help. They head warrior(?) there motioned for me to go to the dead so I did. A woman held before me rose like flowers on a platter and I picked a flower off and with a string attached 2 of them to each persons hammock/basket just above their heads.

"I hope I did that right"

Then I saw as if it was another room, in that room, and the dead were standing their spiritually with other ancestors standing chatting about things at their sides.

I looked at them and asked, "Did I do that {right}?"

Even though I asked it partially in telepathy one of them looked at me smiled and nodded in approval. I was very relieved.

Then the room went back to the wake(?). I saw behind each one of the dead was a sort of trellis made of two long tree saplings and tree vines woven in between the long sticks, in which each person's personal items that showed what they had accomplished in life, were hung with string. I realized everyone here knew these people and I started to feel out of place and then woke up.


Scrolling through tons of pictures this is almost exactly what I saw. No big head or body adornments and this guy looks like he could be one of them and who knows maybe he is.

a

May 25 2011

Key:

My words

My thoughts

Someone else's words

{information from telepathy, not spoken} {}

[Comments now] []
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There is a house that I can see through this gray fog…oh that’s my old house. Hmm, I feel like I could visit myself there.

The fog clears and I am in the road.

Wow looks like the old neighborhood but like it’s different, or a different place that has the same feel. Must a different dimension where my old neighborhood was laid out a little differently and a different me lives here.

I go up to a sign that feels like mine. It is one of those signs people can tow behind their cars and some times they park them some place. Instead of the letter slots it had a large plexiglass sign which could have other smaller signs attatched to it.

http://www.affordable-portable-signs...0SIGNS%201.jpg

It has tons of words on it and all of them extreme and religious with lots of “the Lord, REPENT NOW, GOD", and of course "THE END IS NEAR” all in yellow bold letters on a black background.

Ug, really? My other self is a religious fanatic? I feel sad.

I can still explore a bit.

There are a lot of houses around that look ones I knew but from a past dream.

The dreams fades.
....

I see some colors. The colors are becoming a sofa, and oh, there are two hot ladies on it that looked like their hair was from the 1960’s. I am kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa admiring the beauties, they are giggling and feeling nervous but adventurous. The one on the right takes off her top! The also brunette, and looking a lot like the one on the right, also takes off her top.

Your not pretty unless your topless.

Another brunette to the right sits down on the arm rest and giggles. I see up one of their dresses at their panties.

Ok time to take control of this dream and have some fun!

Dream fades to dark.

"Your not pretty unless your topless"? That doesn't sound like me, that's a sad thing to say.


I see something red. Oh, I see, it’s a blanket from my childhood home that was usually on my moms bed. This is my mom's room from my childhood. Wow this room is a mess! I never remember her keeping it this messy, she was a bit of a clean freak! I don’t feel her presence, maybe she’s on vacation. There must be something I need to do around the house but I can’t think of anything.

What was that movement? Oh it’s a cat…and another 2 cats. And a cat ran out from under the bed! I don’t recognize any of these cats and they all feel different than any cats I have known. Maybe I should feed them.

I walk to the kitchen.

Dream fades to black in mid strides.


I see a brick cinder block wall painted gray. There are lockers next to it. A girl (white 20 something shoulder length black hair) comes up to me and asks me something, I’m not sure what she just said, I am not fully integrated into this dream yet.

Umm, I’m not sure. (that should cover it)

She is giving me a quizzical look.

A guy (white late 20’s, dressed a little formal for school in a dress shirt and dress slacks): Hey whats up?

He seems worried.

Guy: What are you doing here?

?

He walks over to a bulletin board and looks at a paper on it listing something.
{he is looking at a class schedule.}

Guy: You are late for class! {by about 45 minutes! And this is the first day!!}

??

Guy: walks off shaking his head in disbelief.

The girl is still there watching this whole thing.

Wow 45 minutes. First days were sometimes the most important. I could miss it if the was an undergraduate class but this is a law school class. I can’t even go now! I haven’t done any reading at all, I am so toast now!! Well I can’t worry about it now, at least I can do whatever till that class is over.

Why is she staring at me like that?

I wake up.


[A black haired girl acting strange? I have to wonder if this anyone like the short haired girl I see so often in my dreams. She sure is close to it. And I do not have a "thing" for brunettes.]

a
May 18 2011

I am watching some scientist put some scientific stuff together.
Scientist: "Its a fusion reactor and if it doesn't work right could vaporize the whole city!"
He needs something, I run outside of the lab and run to get it not even knowing or caring what it was!
There is a field and its entrance by a road with a big tree at the entrance, it looks very nice but I keep running.
There are buildings in front of me but I run behind them between the long fence they had.
Some poeople got in my face to tell me to "get out of here" whatever, I think they are zombies and push them out of the way.
"Wow these zombies sure fall easily."
I go in a door and there is a receptionist area there. I run up grab something from the desk, the people are in the middle of a conversation and stop to see me dash in and take something and dash out.
I run back towards the lab.
Pushing down a couple of guys and an old lady.
"Strange zombies don't even seem to be interested in me but at least they fall easily."
Past the field again.
"This is boring, no more running."
"Wait, whats that up in the sky?"
Hundreds of little blocks of white, blue, and red are making up an animated moving picture in the sky using the blue sky as a background. It took up a large section of the sky and was a little animation of a jet liner taking off, flying around the blocky animated clouds and then coming back to the viewer.
"Guess its an ad for the airport."

[I saw nothing unusual about the sky show as I have seen about a dozen in my dreams but none recently. Since I was a little kid every once in a while a realistic area would have a "sky show". They seemed very real. They had sound to them but I was usually not close enough to the show to here it. For instance, one sky movie where I was pretty close too, and could hear the sound track off in the distance, had a short animation about how to brush one's teeth correctly. They were usually at night and were short movies, 10 or 15 minutes, with helpful messages ever five minutes or so.
They were so frequent I was able to even track down the projectors. After having this as a goal fore weeks I closed in on one "show center" surrounded by a chain-link fence. I climbed it and I saw the projectors, about 200 metal cylinders facing skywards, about a yard (meter) high with metal parts and plates in them. They shot some kind of energized beam up into the sky and when the beams crossed they gave off light, different beams gave off different colors.
If anyone has seen these let me know.]

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.

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.