dream fragment

I wasn't really able to write these down until now, I just had lots of things to do.
I have noticed that my dream recall has been acting a bit weird over the past few days.
I just seem to remember a ton of dreams, though most of them are very vague and fragmented.
My dreams don't seem to be more vivid or any longer though, so I'm not really sure if it's "better".
Nevertheless it feels weird remembering like ~10 different fragments a day.
These are a few interesting ones.



Totm Attempt #1: Butterfly
I WILD during an afternoon nap, trying to complete the Totm.
I'm quite confident that I'll manage to succeed on the first try.

My dream starts on "the beach".
For some reason some of my WILD's randomly seem to start out on this beach.
It always looks the same, and it is always dusk.
I remember the Totm and approach the water in order to walk on it.
This is going to be easy I have done this many times before.

But as I approach the beach I suddenly spot a butterfly.
It is extremely colorful, with very colorful and vivid patterns on its wings.
It's emitting glowing particles.
I follow it, intrigued as to where it is going and completely forget about the Totm.


Totm Attempt #2:
I have another dream of being lost in an unknown hotel.
I become lucid and remember the Totm.
The dream is unstable and I'm not thinking very clearly.
Instead of stabilizing, I start running around aimlessly, attempting to find a water surface.
The dream quickly fades to black and ends.


The hibiscus girl:
I had another dream about the hibiscus girl: Another mysterious woman / Emotional and sensory overload - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
Unfortunately my recall of it is quite bad.

This time we are on the surface of another planet.
She has a red hibiscus attached to her left ear, looking very similar to the one drawn on her bikini last time.
We're having a discussion, I demand to know who she is.
She refuses to tell me though.
It seems clear by now that she is reading my DJ, I'm considering that she might be a DV member.
I make the comment that she has an "unfair advantage" over me, because she's able to read my DJ, yet I know nothing about her.

But she keeps denying my requests, and says that she likes being in control.
I remember that last time she was able to drag me to another place by simply looking into my eyes.
I attempt to do the same thing to her, and manage to drag her to the beach.

This surprises her quite a bit, but it also seems to amuse her.
I say that I never stated that I write everything down in my online DJ, she might be in for a few surprises.
She makes a comment that makes me believe that this is some sort of game to her.
I somehow understand this reasoning though and begin to share it.


Totm Attempt #3:
I decide to attempt the Totm yet again. I'm determined to complete both tasks.
I do it during an afternoon nap yet again since I had some success last time, except that I got distracted.

Surprisingly, I enter the dream on the beach yet again.
This time I decide to stabilize the dream though, and calm my mind.
I rub my hands and slowly approach the sea.
I feel the sand beneath my toes. It's still moderately warm.

For some reason I'm a bit nervous as I start walking on the water surface.
Oddly enough I seem to be afraid to fail, even though I've done it many times before.
Fortunately, it works flawlessly.
I walk on the water, deeper into the sea with my arms stretched out for additional balance.

Alright, so far so good, controlling elements is next.
I look at my right hand and make it catch on fire.
This is quite straightforwards as I have manipulated fire many times before.
But what other element could I possibly manipulate?
Water...? No. That's probably too hard.

I create an arc of lightning between two of my fingers.
I think that I have completed the Totm for a moment, but then realize that lighting isn't exactly one of the 4 elements.
What were the other ones again?
Fire, Water... Earth? I wouldn't know what to do with earth...
Wind it is.

I compress some of the air around me into my right fist and release it forwards.
This creates a shock and air is propelled forwards.
The pressure upsets the water surface.

I'm not really satisfied with the result though.
I do the same thing again, this time compressing much more air.
This time it creates a small tornado, that runs flat over the water surface.
It lifts some of it up and sprays it all over the place.

I'm quite satisfied, and happy that I managed to complete both tasks within a single dream.
I decide to dive into the sea to see if I'll find something interesting, but it doesn't take long until I wake up.


Destiny:
After a long time, I've started having dream fragments of "Destiny" yet again: Recurring dream about a spaceship mission to find extraterrestrial life. - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
None of them drove "the plot" forward though.
I was always on board the Destiny completing a random task.
My memories of the dream fragments are quite vague.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Dream fragment...at the bank?


All i remember is standing in line at a bank..then standing infront of the atm outside but couldnt makeout the screen, it was su full of information i couldnt figure out where to start reading...... then a guy flew by on a jetpack with another guy on his back and someone yelled "hey you cant do that! you'll burn their butts!" woke up

I know that the setting was in an underground cave. All that I can remember is that there were a few lights strewn across some underground highway and that there were these portables off to the side. I was near a portable when I pulled out a book describing how to have a lucid dream and which technique worked best for the author of the book. At the top of the text on both pages, drawings of animals and plants filled the space. Though, I doubt they had any real significance.

Well, it's time to start focusing on dreams once again.

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 outside in a park-like area that consisted of a flat piece of land covered in short grasses, and a square public pool in the center. The whole area must have been two hundred feet in either direction, but I didn't pay much attention to anything around me. The pool was rectangular and had normal-looking bright blue water, and had a walkway of flat, single-file square tan stones around its edges. On the outside edge of these stones, surrounding the entire pool, was a short fence, probably two feet tall. It was made of wooden stakes painted white, tied to each other by a dark red, velvety rope. All around me were trees, and there were probably enough to block the sun from shining down through into the park, but there were many sunny patches, including right where I was standing.

The park was also populated by Canadian geese. I could see a couple of them off in the vicinity, as well as one standing right in front of me, not five feet away. It started to snap its beak at me, making no noise but only threatening gestures. I somehow found my height getting shorter as I backed up and started kicking at the goose's beak, which was a bit longer and wider (in other words, bigger!) than one in real-life. I kicked down on the beak, hard, and it only continued to come at me.

The dream ended before anything else happened.

I broke through a window with my head. I was then trying to climb through it without cutting myself on the edges. I lifted myself through using my arms alone, which was difficult because the gravity was messed up. My hands grinded against the sharp edges of the smashed glass as I attempted this. Finally I got through. I brushed some powdered glass off my hands, which were completely unharmed.

It was the middle of the night. I was standing on a long dirt road with high bushes either side. It was very brightly lit on the dirt road but it was so dark that you could see nothing beyond the bushes. My grandparents were picking me up in their car and giving me a lift somewhere. When they arrived, they were not their jolly selves. Something was wrong but I can't remember what it was.

GMT+2

12-9-11 from 2:00 - 7:00 8:00 - 10:00

Remember some things. I was browsing this forum and there was a lot of activity by Omnis Dei. Something tells me he was on acid yesterday? Because his name shifted from Omnis Dei to Lysergic. Let me know. I'm having prophetic dreams lately. Fact that he gave me a "like" on my thread while i was sleeping makes it more puzzling.
Also, i didn't know what the word lysergic means before this dream . i had to look it up.

Dreamed of logging in on msn and having a message in the "Type a message for ur friends" bar. But i don't remember what it was.

I dreamed that this girl i know. Who i saw at a club yesterday. She invited me to her home a few miles from here. I told her i don't know where she lives. She said, you do. And i remembered i brought her home once. I do know where she lives. I think i accepted. Had to fix my bike first tho, i had a flat dream tire. I think i recall riding outside her house trying to find the place. Nothing more.

Evolventity's Dream

September 11, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep by 10:30PM, woke up at 11PM.
-I'm in my Aunt N*'s dining room next to the kitchen with cousin L*, sister J* and an unknown Asian woman in her 20's. Though we're in my Aunts dining room, we're also in a club. Multicolored lights and flashes sprinkle the dark scene. There seems to be a food bar behind us. The asian woman across the table from us says she wants something to eat but can't eat anything here because of her stomach problem. I think of my high school teacher M* who also has a stomach issue. She asks if J* and I want to go with her to buy food and we agree. We walk outside of the 'house' and sit in her car after walking to the other side of the road, I think it's a white VW bug. She drives forward. J* and I are sitting in the back seats. My legs are elevated upwards towards the black window. The woman passes a red stop sign without stoping. A white flash behind us occurs as we continue to drive. She passes two more stop signs without yeilding, two more flashes, and J* and I feel very unsafe. She appears to be drunk. We arrive behind Walmart and she drives slightly into some stock boxes. I hop out of the car window and grab J* from the other side. The chick is mad at us and wants us back. Before she can exit her car, I slide under a door made of net that leads to the entrance of Walmart. I tell J* to hurry under as well. A man runs towards us and I hold the net down so he can't come through. The only thing going through my mind is finding help. The man has a phone in his right hand. This somehow conveyed trust, along with his concerend face. I let him through while talking about the dumb bitch. (Skip) We're back inside, I have forgotton the problematic woman. I'm simply relaxing on a couch in a small room. A bar is at the end of me. I'm probably in an oriental resteraunt. My mom is with my sister A* at the counter. I said something in a loud voice, and J* said something in a loud voice. Then my mom says something with a loud voice directed at the chef. The man says calls her out for being loud. I feel guilty as well, though at least I wasn't negative like my mom. A* seems to agree with the chef and expresses her dissaproval by shoving and then hitting her. I try to find my shirt to put on so I can defend my mom. A* comes to me and tries to kiss. I hit and beat her so she gets the fuck off. (Skip) A middle aged bald white man sitting on the couch starts talking about flying wontons. I ass him if he's talking about Noble Vegetarian, S4 perhaps? "Yes" he replies. I comment on the texture being sort of grainy and how much expense they cost, to which he agrees.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented) Fell asleep by 9AM, woke up at 2PM.
-I become an air molecule, floating around by will. I'm in mid air in my kitchen and see a dog. He barks and tries to chomp me. I dodge his attempts. (Skip) I'm outside in an open area of land. I see the underside of a pink goat, as if I was laying on the groud from waking. A camel passes by. (Skip) I'm in my apartment bathroom with my cousin Ja* and I notice her perfume. It's the female version of the cologne that I have, like J* said she's seen at that beauty store ulta. I smell it and she was right about it not being a great scent. It's made of cheap plastic and the purple and pink stripes on the body of the bottle are made of a sticker. It's a cheap version probably bought from a dollar store. I walk into my bedroom to compare mine with hers. She definitely didn't pay $50-$80 for this.

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There were two ultimately important dreams I had last night, above whatever dream fragments I witnessed. The first was a quite lucid dream of me walking the streets of a city. I knew very well that I was dreaming, and instead of trying to do a bunch of amazing things all at once, I decided to take my time and explore the area. I watched the buildings smowly pass by, noticing that they seemed rather indistinct from one another. I continued to enjoy my venture, allowing myself to think about how much life I can experience if I continue to dream as lucidly as possible. Plenty during waking, and even more during sleep. … The second part of this, I found myself in the lawn of aomeone elses house (or mine), and I wanted to jump up to a tree branch to get a view of the city. I succeeded easily to ignore gravity and float up to a tall branch of an even taller tree. I wanted to fly next, but in my attempt, I could not convince myself that I could; for what little gravity there was, I could not let go of it. So instead, I landed on the ground once more, feet touching grass.

My second dream consisted of me either out amongst a field, or in a city, when I find a peculiar staircase leading downward, decently far (about two stories), and I enter this very nicely furnished bunker, with red carpeting, bright lights, beige/white walls with small designs. I felt as if I stumbled upon an unknown place of solitude. I decided to make myself at home, and start living there. For some reason, there may have been either suvivalism out in the wilderness, or a post-apocalyptic theme to why I decided to live here. I spend about two days (in representation) living in this place, enjoying its facilities. One night, I was sleeping in the bedroom, with the front door open, overlooking the main door from down the hallway, and I was very paranoid. What if someone entered this vast place in the middle of the night while I was sleeping? What if mthis place was so vast that there were already people living in another part of this place, and they could not be trusted? I got out of bed, and tried to secure the doors franticly. I was very afraid in this place, and felt that it may render me insane if I let it get to me. I found myself a gun amongst a dresser, and attempted to load it, despite only having two bullets. I stores it somewhere and went back to sleep. … A night later, in dreamtime, I was awoken by a plethora of gunshots. I thought they were coming from above me. I heard screaming, and frantic noises. I saw a few bullets penetrate the ceiling, and I freaked out. I grabbed my gun, and out of the interest of not wanting to face any of the mess if it came down, or see anybody in case they were abruptly hostile, I ran to the womens bathroom, and hid in a stall, and closed the door. I heard the noises getting louder, knowing that they were entering. I heard footsteps of someone entering the bathroom, and tensed up. They managed to cross my stall, and gaze into it. … It was a woman my age, and see seemed very lighthearted, and calm “Whoops” … I relaxed a bit, and decided to slip out of the stall as a few more women passed by. I asked what the commotion was, and they said that they were fleeing because there was a nearby prison break and a few guys escaped. There was a guy with them, asking me if I had any hot soup for him, and I figured, why not get him some? … However, I look across the stall walls that separated the stalls from the exit (like a wrap around), and two large, burly, and seemingly agitated men entered the bathroom, with an aura of fear cast across the room. I knew these two were the ones they were running from, and in order to keep them from flipping out on us, I offered to make them a bowl of hot soup. They were receptive to the idea, and let me approach without being too hostile at first. That is when I pulled out my gun, and pointed it at one of them, telling them to back into the corner. They did so, with sinister grins on their faces. As I came around to the other side of the stall wall, one of them grabbed for his weapon, and I shot at him. I hit his leg, causing him to barrel over and go down, and he attempted to shoot me with his gun. I k new I had only one bullet left, so I did the best to avoid his shot, and aim at him correctly, aiming down the sight. My second shot missed, which prompted me to charge forward, slam his hand with my pistol, and then get atop of him, and pistol wip him until he was unconscious. Suddenly, the second, even more burly man grabbed me around the back from behind as I was trying to leave th bathroom, and stabbed me in the stomach area. I took the blow, as I also took his weapon, pulled it out, and began stabling him behind me. While disabling him, it wasn’t enough o kill him, so I decided to stab him over and over again until he was dead. As for me,… I knew I only had about an hour left to live. I gave a narration in my head about “This was it. This was my end. Bunker. Bathroom stall. Hot soup. Stabbed!” … I decided that I did not want to suffer dying over an hour, so I decided to find what was left of the blade that stabbed me, and attempted to slip my wrists, unsuccessfully. At a particular moment, I thought to myself that perhaps I should be carefull, because I began to correlate the dream to something that was possiblty happening in waking, and I didn’t not want to accidentally slit my wrists IRL through some dumb miracle.

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Tried a new kind of pill that I got, B-complex. It contains most B-vitamins aswell as some choline. Took some extra B6 so the dosage of that ended up on 200 mg. And during a quick WBTB I downed a G+C pill in hopes of getting lucid. Had some trouble going back to sleep which resulted in me succeeding in a WILD! Although the dream was short and only lasted a few seconds. The rest of my dreams were random.

23.55: Sleep

06.00: Gambling
I'm on a cruiseship with Monica. We're in a room full of jack vegas machines. I choose one and she another. The game on the screen is as usual something really amazing and I get very excited as the wheels apparently end up in the right position and stacks. When the stack reaches the top of the screen, a nice tune is played. I realise I've activated the bonus game and Monica walks over to me.

A big cat like monster shows up on the screen and I have to beat it. I hit it with my sword and it gets knocked back. I try to hit it as fast as I can as I watch my money count down. The life is counting down slower than the money though and I'm forced to put more money in. I put almost all money I have in the slot, and finally kill the cat. "Claim the loot" a button says. I click it and I get to pick up a few gold coins. Way less than I spent. "Oh well, was cool anyways" I tell Monica who looks incredulous.

06.00: WBTB 5 min

06.20: Short WILD
I lie still in bed and relax. After a while my mind starts to wander but after ten minutes or so, just before I'm going to sleep, I realise I'm on my way into SP. I relax and ignore the very weird sensations I feel. It's the same as before, muscle spasms. It's a bit hard to relax fully when my body starts to twitch more and more violently, I begin to turn around on my stomach and I wonder if Monica can feel any kind of shaking at all. My elbow and knee joints are affected the most. I start to visualize.

I can see a ladder infront of me. I focus on climbing it. A hatch appears. I lose focus is back in my body. All of a sudden it feels like I've crossed some kind of border, as my real life senses dull a bit. The twitching a bit less intense.

An image of a cellphone pops up. I grab the phone with my dream hands and push my face towards the white screen, entering a bright white corridor. Cool teleportation! I walk a few steps. I can't recall more than this.

11.00: Pissed squid
I'm up on a hill. I'm not sure why, but I feel like digging. I grab a big rock and roll it to the side. I can see something sprawling underneath the leaves. Actually I can see two things. I figure they're lizards as that's the only creature that is that fast. I remove a few leaves and can see something light brown. It looks like a snake and I prod it. Perhaps it's one of those harmless snakes? I stand up and look to the left. The snake is apparently very long. I can see it sticking up on a few places.

All of a sudden it starts to move. I watch as it slithers away, growing in size. What the hell is this thing? The tail is shaped like a squid head and I back away. Oh shit, there's gotta be water beneath me, and I've just awoken a sleeping squid. I head down the hill and jump into some water. I look back towards the squid. Its head breaks the surface and it starts to take in water. Steam rises from it and a second later it shoots out a jet stream towards me. I swim away.

I get up on dry land and head towards our old apartment. My dad meets me on the stairs and some excited dog. I can hear kids playing.

11.00: Bring it!
I'm with my dad and my sister in Monica's car. Two foreign guys in a car behind us, gets out of it and heads our way. I hit the gas and almost run them over. I laugh out loud. Somehow I don't feel like I'm in any danger. I can see a container up ahead and we all get out of the car. It's the container from work, containing all the tools. I bring out my keys and open it up. Inside I find two crowbars and a rake. I give the crowbars away and keep the rake for myself. I start to swing it around and juggle with it to intimidate the two guys.

The guys go away and I walk up to an ATM. The machine keeps spitting out receipts and I can see there's another card stuck in it. I grab it and pull it out. The machine starts printing out euros. They're connected though and look fake, but I grab as much as I can and put it in my big book. Several people in line seem pissed, but I don't care.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: B-Complex + 100 mg B6. 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB

Tasks completed
NORMAL BASIC ACTIVE BASIC PASSIVE ADVANCED PERSONAL

Successfully WILD

That's it! The amount of information my brain received last night was insane. I'm used to having alot go through my mind but it was crazy how much images, dreams and hallucinations I saw. Didn't focus on recalling more than three though.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

[This is a catchup post.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of August 31-September 1

[Fragment] I still have the box I shipped out via FedEx yesterday, for some reason.

I'm outside and lucid. I try to start flying, but am unable to. I move to another spot where I have an unobstructed view of the sky, and try taking off again. This time, I succeed. I think, I have to be looking up at the sky at about a 40-degree angle in order to fly - no, I don't! If I think that's true, then it will be! I can't set limits on it like that!

There is a large playground where I am. I fly toward it and, to my own slight surprise, am able to fly right through all the playground equipment intangibly, with no trouble at all. I get to see the dark-gray interior cross-sections of the upright pieces of the structure. I think, Oh, heck yeah. When I get all the way through the playground, I fly up to get an overview of the landscape.

September 4, 2011

I'm at my current house. My mom has come over to visit. She's sitting on the couch in the living room. [The living-room furniture is set up in a mirror image of how it is in real life. The couch is facing the outside wall of the house, rather than being up against that wall.] I'm upstairs, looking down into the living room. I jump down the stairs and float gently down onto the ground floor, in full view of my mom and all the other guests downstairs, not caring this time about being seen using my dream abilities by my DCs. None of them take any notice of what I've just done or comment on it as being strange. [I don't remember how this dream began, or how or when I realized I was dreaming, but I definitely knew I was.]

I sit down in an armchair to visit with my mom. We're talking about what it's like for me to be on my own, whether I'm lonely, whether I miss her. She asks me, “Do you ever dream about me?” I say, “Yes.” I decide I don't want to tell her that I'm dreaming about her right now and she's just a DC, though. She continues talking to me about dreams. While she's talking, I notice that she has one or two extra digits on each hand, but I decide not to point this out to her, either. I just find it interesting. I didn't know that that could happen to DCs, too.

[Different dream, later on.] I'm in a house somewhere, with my family. We're getting ready to go out to a movie, for which someone else is buying the tickets. I take my phone out of my purse to check it. It's my smartphone that I have in real life. I've set it to display my name as “Danny Boletino,” the name of a character in a heist movie, just for the fun of it.

I'm in another room of that same house, having a quiet conversation with my boss about fishing. He's surprised to learn that the last time I went fishing with him and his family was the first time I'd ever been fishing. I also tell him that I want to go fishing with them again, because I want to get better at it.

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Side notes:

Lots of day residue here. I saw my mom yesterday, and we had company over at our house. However, my mom did not really come over to my house; I saw her elsewhere. Also, one of the last threads I was this one, about looking at your hands to RC or stabilize the dream, so I'm not surprised that that showed up in my dream.

Neat. That's the first time my new smartphone has shown up in one of my dreams. It's been exactly two weeks since I got it, which is also exactly how long it took me to have my first false awakening in my new house after I moved into it (see this DJ entry). Evidently, two weeks is how long it takes for my my unconscious mind to accept something as normal and start incorporating it into my dreams.

Kumara's Dream

Tons and tons of dreams and only a snippet of recall:

Fragment of cruising along the shore of a bay, I might have been flying because I could see over the houses and along the shoreline. Marveling at how beautifully clear and blue the water was, and wondering if the shadows I saw under the water were things like coral reefs and kelp beds or junk put in the water by the residents.

Had several dreams last night. I wasn't sure how my dreams will be affected because I am on vacation in Roatan for a week. But the bed in the room is very comfortable, so I'm hoping that the relaxing environment will help me have more vivid and lucid dreams.

In my first dream, I found what looked like a dead dog underneath a porch or walkway. It looked like a dog, but it’s body was long and skinny like a snake. Then I found another dog. It had a normal body and at first I thought it was dead as well, but then I noticed it was breathing. It raised it’s head to look at me and suddenly I noticed that there were several dogs under there, all seemingly strays. I tried to coax them out with some food, but only a couple of them came out.

In my next dream, I’m outdoors, playing golf with some friends when I hit my ball into this field. Suddenly my friends are worried because we need to get my ball back; it’s important for some reason. But I’m not sure where it is; I only know where it might be. But to get it back, I have to get in a golf cart and drive a long way down this road (into town?), then turn around and backtrack across people’s yards and private property to get to where my ball is. The dream ends before I find it.

In my last dream, I’m in the military. I’m a lower rank because other people are giving me orders. One of them sends me down the hall to our commanding officer’s office to tell him something important that happened to a ship or a plane, and that he’s needed back in our work area. When I get back to my work area, I notice that somebody had thrown my lunch away that I had left on a table. When I asked why it had been thrown out, I’m told it is because the CO didn’t like me because I had disobeyed a direct order to shave off my goatee. For some reason, everyone wanted me to shave off my goatee because it has gray hair in it.

This last dream kind of coincides with real like in that I have a goatee and my daughters think I should shave it off because it has gray hair in it and it will make me look younger.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

11-09-11 I wake up in my bed and have a feeling I am dreaming. I am having trouble opening my right eye. I ask the dream for more vision which it gives me. I am about to just fly through the window as normal, but decide to take a bit of time stabilising the dream this time.

I do this by grabbing hold of the curtain by the window and really looking at my plants in the window. I normally only have one plant in the window and it looks smaller in the dream than it does in waking life. Besides engaging touch and vision I also try and smell my plants, though without success, however when I do this one of the plants transform right in front of me, which I consider a bit odd as normally I can't really make transformations of objects all that well, but hey it wasn't intentional.

After some time of doing all of this I sit myself down in the window and notice the weather is grey and drizzling. I think to myself that it is pretty much as it was in waking life. I feel like I am getting ill in waking life and the cold and wind from dream environment is uncomfortable for me so I sit and spend a bit of time altering the chilling sensations so I can still feel them, but without the “cold” feeling attached.

I fly upwards and encounter an Asian woman hanging in the air along with some laundry out for drying. I am about to just fly past her, but decide to interact a bit, considering the possibility that this may not be a DC. I ask her name, which is really weird and I semi-hate myself for not remembering, and tell her “That is a weird name”, to which she replies “Not as weird as yours!” “Oh yeah, what is my name?” I ask “Stefan Vamt” she replies and I have to concede “Yeah, that is a weird name”.

Note: First time a DC has given me a name completely different to my own.

I have been flying around her a bit in order to keep off the ground, at one point I did try just hovering, which went fine, so I don't know why I have been flying around. In any case I get sent spinning into circles, which I at first try to stop.

“You know what, Spinning, not a bad idea, lets try” So I spin and it nearly crashes the dream and I abort mid way (I think). However I get slung off to one side onto a building my vision faded from the dream completely, but I manage to grab hold of the edge of the roof and start crawling onto the roof until I can feel the roof top (it is a pointy roof) and I start making my way towards the gable.

When I get to the gable I start getting flashes of the building and more specifically the small water pools at the ground. I decide to try and relax a bit while keeping my sense of touch in the dream. Soon enough the dream stabilises and I take off into flight towards the building across the gap. I decide to just take it easy and observe what the dream presents.

When I think this the yellow brick wall becomes enriched with detail and I start ascending (not in a spiritual sense). I can't help the expectation that pops into my head as I am going upwards “El Castillo is going to be at the top of the building” which to my joy it is.

I make my way towards the pyramid that this time actually looks like the actual thing. There are ceremonial artefacts (if you can call crafted objects in a dream artefacts as they aren't necessarily man made), like pottery and such at the top level next to the temple building atop the pyramid.

I shout out “Fellow dreamers!”, but again my voice seem to be blurry and the words come out slower than normal and at this point I give up on trying to light the beacon, but instead go exploring.

I turn around and see constructions similar to my first visit. There are columns and archways all over the place and the jungle floor is scattered with smaller buildings all made in something that looks like sandstone.

The amazing thing is that these buildings doesn't seem intrusive as the foliage is allowed to grow freely, even more astonishing is the sense of living it provides to the city. A perfect integration of architecture and nature, where one adds beauty to the other in a synergistic fashion.

I look down and spot a large figure and recognise it as one of the feline figures I saw in my first visit here and decide to go and introduce myself. When I get down there it turns out to be a somewhat different figure, as essentially this is a big grey/white cat. It is however a few heads taller than me, has quite the...ehhh.. big bones, is bipedal and dressed in clothing that seems foreign to the city I am in.

It comes over to me and greets me, it knows about me from the first time I was here as I apparently made quite a gossip. I grab it's out stretched paw.

I wake up.
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I am in a shop where a couple of my old friends are running it. Furthermore they have an area out back where there are houses and other shops. I walk out into the back and and start talking with the older brother, who doesn't actually look like what I remember and he is wearing overalls.

I ask him if the entire back housing is theirs as well and he looks around and indicate that not only the houses, but all the shops around the rectangular yard belong to them as well.

Impressive I think to myself, even that shop up on the corner I once visited is theirs. I walk back into the shop and watch the youngest of the brothers handle a purchase, he seems little more than a baby now and has grown considerably younger.

I walk out the shop and down the street that transforms into a hallway by first turning into a tunnel type thing. I notice one of the gates on the right hand side is open and know that this is where they keep the Tyrannosaurus, so I can't help but always looking back towards that gate and expect a T Rex come running out, I am close to my room anyway.

Notes: I finaly understand the term semi-lucid now as this is exactly what I was, I knew I was dreaming sort of, I just hadn't “awoken” yet.

I open the door to my room on the left hand side and expect a Veloci Raptor (look at my extensive Jurassic Park knowledge of ancient reptiles!) to attack me, even if it does I will just punch it in its face.

As I walk through my vision starts to fade and I am questioning if I am dreaming, but then I notice that my bass is standing upright against one of the sofa's and I know it to be lying on the floor, more specifically I know it to be lying on the floor between the window (where I am trying to go) and me.

I stabilise by breathing and calming down and gradually my visual sphere of perception is filled out with my room. Along with that I notice that there are quite a lot of tall trees outside in the garden that wouldn't normally be there. I notice that the weather is very similar to the last dream.

Before I fly out the window I expect El Castillo to be on my right hand side and start flying through the window. But I end up face against the glass and have to break it in order to get through. I fly upwards and to the right and there is something that looks like the pyramid but isn't quite that.

My flight is terrible and I end up slamming into a yellow building and have to climb up the roof. But strangely I decide to fuck worrying about my lack of control, which seems to strengthen it gradually as the dream progress.

From the roof of the yellow building I look across at yet another yellow building and run towards it and leap taking off into flight (which is back to normal now). In the top flat on the corner of the building there is a television set running and I think “Great, gonna port there through TV!” which I try, but am unsuccessful.

I think I just end up on the other side of the building and as I look up there are again loads of buildings that look like El Castillo, but isn't. So I decide to just give up and start flying down the street. The city reminds me of a mixture between Barcelona and a Moroccan city.



Colours and buildings shaped like that. But the streets are modern and wide and there is plenty of life and activity in the restaurants and bars in the one I am in.

Like this.



I notice my mum sitting at a bar that is facing the streets wearing a cowboy hat. I carry on down the street and decides to chill a bit. What was the TotM? something about elements and walking on water. Well no water for me to walk on here, but plenty of wine glasses filled with it.

I sit down and reach my hand out towards a glass of water and make it boil and bubble. I intend to grab it out of the glass and hold it in the air, but someone talks to me from the back before I get a chance of exercising more control.

The voice makes me think I don't have much time left, which is weird and I don't even turn around to see who it was. I continue down and find a candle on one of the tables. I start pulling the fire towards me and the flame lengthens towards my hand.

Lame I think and carry on and find two candles on a table with a stranger sat next to it. I first pull rather hard mentally which extinguish one of the candles. I try again fairly hard, but with a bit more of a gentle build-up of force until the little flame leaps from the candle and into my hand where it continue to burn for a couple of seconds until I wake up.
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Fragments: Sleeping at Kaiser's place.

Picking up some old winning tickets from my grandmother who is deceased.

Flying around observing things without a body (non-lucid).