lucid

Action Figure Fragment
Something about dolls and action figures used to annoy people. Like people would pass by on the street and I would hold out a doll and pretend to speak in its voice. For some reason, I think this is popular on the Internet.

"Hello, Dream!"
Method DILD (?)
Lucidity B
Vividness B
Control C
Not sure about the beginning. I recall being in a dark room with my eyes closed, trying to sleep. I hear an Indian man's voice. He is talking on the phone to his son. The son is asking for something. The father is saying something like "If you paint the lawn, then I'll get you what you want" and "Ask your mother what she thinks." I think: Paint the lawn? Do they paint their lawns in India?

But so I'm laying with my eyes closed and I feel like I'm falling asleep. I am trying to incubate a certain dream. But in my vision I see a different scene start to materialize, so I switch to concentrating on that scene. At this point, I might have really been awake, like a DEILD. Or I might have been dreaming of WILDing, but really a DILD. Either way, I transition into a new dream scene like a WILD.

I snap into the scene and I am lucid. I am in the living room of the Daisetta house, looking out the sliding glass door to the backyard. My vision is a bit blurry. I reach next to me. There is an ironing board randomly in the middle of the room. There are my glasses. I put them on and my vision turns sharp and more vivid. The colors outside also change slightly from bright blue daylight to an almost surreal yellow-orangeish sky. I step outside to the backyard.

I look around. The scene seems familiar, but it's actually nothing like the real backyard of the Daisetta house. The backyard is small and surround by a fence. There are tropical plants everywhere. It's beautiful. There are no people. Not sure what to do, I speak loudly: "Hello, dream!" There's a slight echo. Nothing happens, but it feels good to yell and hear my voice so clearly. Then I think of something from Waggoner's book: "All thought-forms must disappear!" Nothing happens. Hmm, maybe these aren't thought-forms?

I look around again. One corner of the backyard has changed. Now it's open. I hop over a small planter where there is a gap between two bushes. Now I seem to be in the open parking area of an apartment complex. This reminds me of SAV, where I lived in my childhood years. I wake up.

Transformer Fragment
I'm some kind of robot. My ex-girlfriend Jen is also a robot. We are on some special mission together where I have to protect her.

I had this dream Dec 20 2010. I had trouble sleeping- didn't feel like I got enough rest

M and I are at an Indian restaurant that just opened. They aren't serving food, just drinks. I order a mango tea. It looks good. I wait and wait. Other people get their drinks and I'm still waiting. I go around back and ask where my order is. They tell me I never ordered. I show them my receipt. They run my card again. I don't get my tea.

I am driving M's car for some reason. I am driving and the road is going by really quickly. I feel like I'm going to run into something. I try to turn, but the rear fender scrapes a wall. I get out of the car to look at the damage. M is really mad and starts to yell at me. We pull into a parking garage and he is inspecting his car. He is mad and I slink into the darkness. While there, I see homeless people in the stairwell. I get nervous and try to run back to M, but I am suddenly in a different part of the garage and he isn't there. I start running through the stairwell, trying to get away, and there are homeless people all throughout the building. There is a younger girl and boy that are cramped in a particularly tiny portion of the stairs. I run by them, but then I stop because the boy looks sick. They are maybe 16-17 years old. The boy is pale and he looks sick. They both have brown hair and eyes. I ask the girl whats wrong. She glares at me and won't answer. I tell her that this boy needs help- he is sick. I then begin to fear that I've contaminated myself. I get a bright, green syringe and I tell the boy to take the medicine. I am self-aware that in the dream, I am a doctor and I think to myself I am resembling Dr. Scarpetta (a fictional book character. The boy starts to choke on something and spits out crumbly, white looking material. I feel sick to my stomach. I tell him to take the medicine I gave him.

December 18, 2010

So, this dream is sort of hard to re-tell, because it is soooo long. I fell asleep around 8pm and woke up at 10:22pm, so there's a lot to remember.

Starts out non-lucid. I'm working part-time at this basement salon with these two girls, around my age. But, as they were dying my hair, it was taking so long, I ended up living there part time, too. *scratches head* That's about that, for now. Possibly something about my bunny in there.

I remember standing in a parking lot, at night. I was waiting for something. I thought about doing a reality check. I was going to ignore it, but we all know that's a cardinal sin, so when I chose to check, I didn't need to do anything physical. I had no idea why I was here, where I was, etc. I stared at my arms, and my body. This dream was so strong and stable, it totally had me fooled. It was even cold on my skin because my surroundings were snowy. But there was no doubt in my mind. Nothing made logical sense. On to calling Danny. I pictured him, called him, I tried to change the scene around me by pretending that when I turned around, I'd be inside a recording studio. Nothing, nothing, nothing. But I got this twinge of being told not to worry.

Feeling bummed, I decided to go wandering. At first, I was going to fly up to this mountain. But I felt that after a few seconds, my flight was controlling me, so I decided to walk. I got flumped unceremoniously down on the ground and I started walking towards this cliff. It was light outside now. I started walking up some rocks along the edge of the cliff, towards a tree. The grass was a lush green, the sun shone down with golden rays. Over the cliffs was a mountain valley. Everything was amazing and spectacular. I drank it in, the scenery was too cool.

I approached the side of a building, so I went in. I found myself in some very busy washrooms. Did some walking through there, and saw the out-in-the-open toilet that are so prevalent in my dreams. I deviously thought that I should use it, and shocking all my DC's, but decided against it. I was trying to find the door out, but these washrooms were a maze. I even pushed on part of a wall that wasn't even a door (it turned into one for me). I found myself inside a shower cubicle-sized room. Ughhh. I pushed on the wall and felt water. It startled me, and I feared what else I might find. I didn't really want this to turn into a nightmare, lucid though it might be. So I left, and ended up finding the door to a hallway easily. Late recall: I can't quite remember at which point this happened... it was before I saw the stall-less toilet, I believe. I remember looking into a mirror (I always see my reflection in my dreams) and asking myself why I was having difficulties with summoning Danny. I asked myself this about 3 times. But I noticed my lips in my reflection weren't quite moving with my voice. Was my dream-self in the reflection going to answer me? I stared. Nothing happened, but I swear, this HAS to be my new goal. Chat with my dream self.

I was in some kind of school. Danny hated schools, so I really didn't think I'd find him here. So I decided to go back to the cliff. I walked outside, and turned left around the corner of the building. Past the parking lot again, which was now full of cars and people milling. I was impressed with my brain's attention to detail... to make this seem as real life and normal as possible. On the other side of the lot was a graveyard. I decided to explore the graveyard. Maybe if I can't find Danny, I might be able to find Darren.

So as I approached the graveyard, I saw Darren of various ages. A young Darren with his mother. A teenage Darren alone. An adult Darren, sitting back and watching his different generations, and smiling. "Ah, there's a decent age," I thought. He saw me, and his other generations disappeared. But even as he approached, I unconsciously willed his appearance to be a little more my age. When we met, he was about 24-ish. I was confused though... I spent all dream trying to find Danny and no luck. I decide to find Darren, and bang, he's right there.

I tried to ask Darren why it was easier for me to find him, but couldn't get the question out right. All I asked was, "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing really," he shrugged.

I lost my head a little, and we started kissing. I won't share the rest, because it's private. Goal incomplete due to a false awakening. I thought that dream-Darren was influenced by RL-Jack, which was incredibly disappointing.

Back to sleep, I was back at the hair stylists house. They wondered why I was there, cos they had finished my hair. I said it was just dyed, so maybe I should get it cut then. The other girl checked my hair and noticed that some roots didn't get done anyways, so she took me to a chair and was about to re-do it, when I woke for real.

December 16, 2010

I can't remember how this dream started, but my first point of recollection was being in a room with the Beatles. We were all just kind of... there. Then I realized, we were having our picture taken. So we all lined up, with me in the centre and smiled.

Then everyone just sort of wandered off. Paul was giving an interview off to the side of this white void we were in. As were John and Ringo. George was right next to me. I hugged him, and kept my arms around him, which he didn't seem to mind. Then, I nommed his hair. Yep... full on nose buried into George's hair, nom nom nom. George thought it was hilarious, but I felt a little daft.

December 13, 2010

I had a baby in my arms... something to do with whatever was happening earlier in the dream. I saw Darren, which made me lucid. We walked up and greeted each other. He wondered why I was carrying a baby. I don't think I really knew why, so I made it vanish. At first, Darren was all smiles and friendly. But as we walked and talked, he kept walking faster, and seemed like he was in a hurry to leave. I had to jog to keep up with him. I remember him getting in a car, and I decided not to go with him, since I was a little put off by how distant and distracted he seemed.

December 11, 2010 - G/C night

The first dream is natural, the second dream happened after the G/C.

Breaking free (DILD)
Dream starts out with mum and I watching this show on TV, but it was also almost like being there in 3rd person. I was watching David and Marissa (two characters from All My Children). David had Marissa chained up to a wall (I have no idea why. In the show, she is his daughter... although he's more than slightly deranged, so, it could happen).

Marissa says to him she needs food, she hasn't ate in two days. David suddenly panics, and starts running around, clumsily getting some food together for her. He fries up some veggies in a pan and mum and I think this is a trick on her part. He's released her bonds so she can eat. He comes into the room, and she kicks him. The food gets all over him, and Marissa tries to escape, only she's unsuccessful.

Weird transition
I said to mum, "You know, she could have tried to build his trust up more... the situation is worse now. He doesn't have to feed her," or something along those lines. As I said this, I suddenly am looking through Marissa's eyes. I closed my eyes and opened them. I had troubles seeing, and realized its a dream. Then, my vision came back. I was in a dark room, chained up to the wall. Jack was my captor. He was trying to cuddle with me while he slept. I decided that the key to unlock my cuffs I could control with my mind, so I started willing the key (which ended up looking like a triangular piece of cheese, but oh well) out of his pocket, through the air and towards my cuffs. Jack realized what I was doing and woke up. I tried to cover it up by saying, "I'm not doing anything, hahaha, go back to sleep!"

He did so, and I tried again. I was successful this time, and it woke Jack up again. I ran to the door (it wasn't even visible, I just sort of willed one to be there). He tried to catch me, but as soon as I was out, I started flying away. Dream-Jack can't fly, so I was free!

I flew to a house. Inside, my brother handed me my glasses. They were only my reading ones, but I figured they would do. Putting them on caused the light to reflect off the lenses oddly, distorting my vision a bit. Then, I was uncontrollably pulled upwards again. I relaxed, and let myself be pulled. Only, I was "released" and standing back inside my room. Not my WL room, but a room that was mine in the dream. I noticed it was snowing outside the window, at the foot of my bed. I noticed it was snowing outside the window at the head of my bed too.

I took a moment to stabilize and enjoy the sensation of being fully immersed in the dream. I decided to explore the house. I left the room, and to my left, there was a glass door that led outside. To my right was a hallway that led to the bathroom and kitchen. "This house is as small as the little cabins I build for my sims when I'm starting a legacy file," I thought.

I went outside and jumped onto the roof. I debated how to get back into space. There was a DC-girl in my yard. She was lucid too. She congratulated me on jumping onto the roof. I don't remember more about her, but I recall going to the swings in the yard. I would swing and fling myself upwards into space. However, my alarm rang for my WBTB.

My Companion (DILD)
Companions are a term from a series of books about the Heralds of Valdamar (written by Mercedes Lackey). They are typically white horses, and basically bond with one person who they choose. That person becomes a Herald, which is like a guardian for the country. Heralds can communicate with their Companions via telepathy.

I was lying in bed. I don't know what prompted me to do a RC, but I did (nose pinch), and found I could breathe. "Really?!" I thought, surprised and excited. Pinched again. Really. I opened the windows in my room. I'm not sure why, but it proved useful, anyways. My goal was to ask Danny for his help, so I called for him. Nothing. My door was open, so I asked him to walk through it. Nothing. Hrmm I saw my mum, and I wondered if I was talking out loud IWL, which might have disturbed her (totally faulty logic, I can't even begin to point out all the flaws in that thought, but oh well). She came into my room, and I exclaimed, "Hey mum, look what I can do!" I meant to phase through the window screen to fly, but I ended up just busting through it Mum freaked, and I heard her call to dad, but I just flew away, nonchalantly.

Since Danny wasn't responding, I decided to try for space again. Up I went... and suddenly my dream dropped me into the middle of a field. "Seriously?!" I said out loud. I realized I was on a farm. I looked over to my right, and saw some horses wandering behind a wooden fence. I wanted to call one, so I whistled out the 6 notes from Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time (the one used to call Epona)

Put it to 1m08s to bypass the lead up, if my link doesn't start there, already.


So, I whistled those 6 notes, and I noticed a mare with gorgeous eyes. She wasn't white - more of a beige colouring. She transformed into a bird and flew towards me. I caught her gently and looked her in the eyes and greeted her, "Hello, there!"

The bird didn't fight me, it just waited patiently. I released the bird, and it re-transformed back into a horse, only this time it was saddled and rider-ready. In WL, I've never rode a horse, so, I got on, hesitantly, but it felt very natural. She walked gently for me as I figured out how to situate myself. "I should give you a name," I said out loud.

"That sounds nice," she responded, in my mind. It didn't surprise me.

"How about... Gwenivere?" I asked.

"I like it a lot!" she said. I could feel her being pleased with the name!

I patted the side of her neck happily, but maybe a little too strongly. "Hey!" she said. "Gentle, now!"

"Oh... sorry... I've never been on a horse before." I figured in this dream, Darren could live on a ranch, and I should go see him. I wondered if Gwenivere knew how to get there. I didn't ask her, and she kept walking.

I felt myself lose the dream a little, and Gwenivere called me back in. "You've got to keep your mind occupied with something when you're dreaming," she warned me. "You can't just let it idle and think of nothing." I thanked her and we continued on our path. She started talking about ancestry and heritage. I tried to focus on her words, but I ended up losing myself again, and woke up.

December 7, 2010

I was walking along and I saw this person, who appeared unconscious, lying on some ice. I rushed over to her and noticed that underneath the ice, there was someone in the water. I didn't think they would be alive, but when I looked closer at the victim, I saw their chest moving. How is she breathing under water?!! I figured breathing underwater is only possible in dreams. I phoned 911 (they answered this time!) and immediately started stomping on the water (I happened to be wearing what I call my "ice pick" boots... they have a long heel). I cracked the ice and managed to drag the person out. I conjured some blankets and started wrapping them around the person. (I keep saying "the person" because, even though they were naked, they were about as anatomically correct as a Barbie doll).

The paramedics came. I went with them to the hospital. One of the EMS needed to go back to the scene with me, so she could survey what happened. I demonstrated kicking in the ice with my ice pick heels.

December 5, 2010

I was on this... train... but the inside was done up like a bus (bus seating, and the seats were laid out in typical bus fashion... I guess like the c-train, but I maintain, it looked like a bus. ANYWAYS, for most of the dream, I can't remember, but when I try to get off the bus, I had to walk up some stairs. I started feeling very heavy and was slowly drifting backwards. The chick behind me pushed on me to keep me going forwards, but it didn't help much. I stopped, went back down the steps and told her to go first.

I pondered why this was so difficult. I don't weigh that much. Why do I have to try so much harder to get off this train? I came to one conclusion. Dreaming. I walked back up the steps with ease now. I told the DC up there that I would just fly off. She seemed a bit skeptical, but I told her it was alright, this is a dream. She accepted that answer and then wondered how I'd fly from a moving train. We were on an open train car, so I climbed up onto the wooden railing. I told her it's just a matter of "fixing a point" towards where you want to go. And jumped.

I was soaring through the air. I missed this feeling! I saw another couple of dreamers flying through the air too. I thought I might hit them, but I raised myself upwards a little, and everyone was fine. I saw a snow covered school below and decided to go down for a visit. Only, my dream kept pulling me upwards. I didn't fight it, instead thought, "Fine, I'll have a space adventure instead." However, once I reached this "barrier" between sky and space, I started spinning uncontrollably and woke up.

This dream was very confusing. It's like I was at a lucid/shared dreaming school, so I don't know whether to call it lucid or not.. but I guess I will, because I did a reality check and I knew I was technically "dreaming".

I can't really remember the beginning. I only remember my math teacher being there. I knew that I was dreaming, for some reason. All of the students must have entered lucid. But I wasn't totally lucid, considering the fact I haven't RC'ed yet.

I looked at her and said, "Let's RC." so she did and so did I. I was still lucid, but a bit more clarity and control. Except still not the greatest.
She walked away. So apparently she was probably a DC. Probably all of these students were DCs!

Now for some reason I was looking for my shoes and my little brother's shoes. I can't remember what mine looked like, but my brother's were white with blue stripes on them. I looked over to my math teacher's car because I thought they were in/under it. The back, left wheel was turned so it looked like it had fallen off of the car. I looked to the side and saw my brother's shoe sticking out from under it. I pulled it out, and found mine as well. But I couldn't find the other shoe.

- - - -

I was with the students, but I can't remember how I got there. Still "lucid". We were in a ginormous field. I told a girl this, "Will you do me a favor? Go over to my math teacher's car (we were close) and look around for my little brother's shoe." So she did just that.

I think we had a teacher. Everyone was "lucid" here, but I still think these were all DCs. I looked straight up, and imagined that I was floating higher and higher, and I opened my eyes and I was! I started to go forward a bit but that made me fall back down. So this time I crouched a little bit and tried to jump and float. I was scared that I would fall and hit the ground so I DID fall and hit the ground.

This time I ran and jumped. It worked I think. I was flying higher and higher. I didn't go very high, actually. But I was soaring and it felt great. I looked down and everyone was trying to fly. (Might I add on every attempt I would flap my arms and hover a bit) The girl eventually came back with the other shoe. She told me that the other one was right there under her car. I was like oh.

I remember sitting down behind a boy, it might have been my brother.
There was a loose shrub poking out of the ground. I pointed at it and said, "Float." Everyone was watching. The shrub hovered a bit, and I took my finger and pointed at it. It went in the direction I wanted to go. I made it hover over the boy's head and fall. It fell on his head and dirt and worms (ew) were all over his face. We started laughing.

I did something else like this, but I can't remember. I think I told myself to float. It worked a little bit, but I didn't have a lot of determination.

- - - -

Not sure if this was the same dream or a different one. But I think I was viewing it like a TV. It was an odd one. I was watching a man sitting by a woman under a bag "resting".

Then that same woman had apparently killed another man, and she was standing straight up to where I could see her. It was zero suit Samus! Her hair looked like electricity coming out of it. Or it was really staticky. I don't know.

That's really all I remember of it. I always have these weird "lucid dreaming school" dreams. The problem is I don't know if they're actually lucid.

Good morning, everybody. I'm pretty sure I was only semi-lucid in the first dream, even though I was aware that I was dreaming.

The second dream took place between 5 AM and 5:30 AM, I'm pretty sure.

Dream #1

I was in a house with some female "family members." They appeared to be about my age, white, very pretty. I saw them as if we were all close together. The women were having some kind of serious conversation.

I suddenly floated up and out of the house. I assumed I was in the neighborhood my family had lived in before I went to college. (Though it now seems to me that all the houses were much bigger that in that neighborhood, and that they all had flat roofs.)

At some point during all of this, I told myself I was dreaming. I think that I was thinking this was something more like an out-of-body experience than a dream. I told myself to focus on the rooftops and try to "bring something back" to waking life that would prove I'd had an OBE.

But I was only floating around between a small number of houses. I think I was having some kind of trouble with my vertical control, like I kept on going up way high and having to pull myself back down.

At some point in time I saw a house with its roof caved in. I recognized this house as being a couple houses down from my family's old house. I thought for sure that this would be something I could "bring back."

I thought I'd focus in on this house, land on the roof. But instead of landing on the roof, I ended up going way down to the ground or a much lower roof (as if all these houses were like multi-story buildings -- which is obviously not true in that neighborhood). I flew back up and landed on the top of the roof.

But the roof wasn't collapsed. Instead, I found, the whole thing had been an optical illusion. The object which had given an impression of a depression in the roof was actually the basin of a gigantic hot tub.

Somehow, again without any criticism, I found myself in the empty basin of this gigantic hot tub, indoors. The hot tub was actually on the roof of the back end of a big RV. The room I was in was like a gigantic garage for the RV (even though, again, it was on the top floor of this "house").

I called out to my brother. He'd been friends with the son of this family. I figured he'd know more about this than I did. My brother "appeared," though I don't think I ever saw him directly.

After I'd "asked" (mentally?) my brother about the gigantic RV and hot tub, he responded, "Yeah, I was surprised, too, the first time I came to their house. I thought it was a broken roof, too. Because they always looked and acted so poor.

"But then I realized that they really did have all this rich stuff, too. Then I started getting jealous, because we don't have anything like this! But then they started letting me use it, too."

Dream #2

I was watching some kind of live-action drama that had elements in common with an anime drama.

The view eventually changed to some kind of drama of which I was a part, even though I was still only an observer.

There were a bunch of beautiful, rich, college-aged people walking from the right to the left of my view, before some stone castle which was part of some college campus. The sky overhead was dark and roiling with clouds. The students (mostly or all women?) were wearing colorful, silk dresses and plastic masks to make them look like anime characters.

Eventually I was in a room, at a party. The room felt like a study in a big, nice house. The room was dim, full of people, probably rich adults.

I had been talking at first with a young woman. At some point I was listening to the speech of a man who had a face like Rodin's sculptures of Balzac. The man was speaking with great pride about how he had cheated some business associate, then killed and eaten him.

Now I saw a group of partiers, all turned toward me, motionless, silent. They were mostly women. The women wore masks like female anime characters. The men wore masks like the mustache mask from V for Vendetta (?).

My view now shifted to a number of fragmented scenes showing old, great manga and anime artists at their work. One scene had a man sitting back in his swivel chair before his desk. The man was tallish, wearing a sweater and a beret (but he wasn't Tezuka).

The wall of the man's room was turquoise blue, and was decorated with some of the classic anime and manga he'd created. One drawing was a figure of a plain, young man with black hair wearing a yellow sweater and khaki slacks. Another anime of his had to do with the adventures of some little girl in a forest. I heard the anime theme song.

(As I woke, I could hear the theme song of this anime. I even hummed it to keep it in my mind. But I forgot it now. Ugh.)

I'm brazilian, so my posts will be in portuguese...

Pra abrir esse DJ com chave de ouro, vou relatar um sonho lucido:

Acordei no meio da noite, e me induzi a um sonho (não lembro o nome), estava no corredor do 2º andar do meu colégio, fiz RC e funcionou, então sem saber o que fazer, dei umas duas voltas pelo corredor e notei a lucidez aumentando... então entrei na sala da 201 e as pessoas que eu me lembro de estarem lá eram o Vini m., Lui e Lucas Leopoldo, primeira coisa que eu fiz, foi testar "meus poderes", então comecei a mover um clipe que estava no chão. Então chamei o lui, pra mostrar o que eu estava fazendo, "Que massa véio! vc consegue mexer as parada com a mente, magro!" então ele chamou o vini, e eu tirei um pedaço de garrafa plastica do chão, e mexi uma caneta em uma carteira, o vini começou o rir, e então eu disse que ia fazer com o livro, e usando a força, eu empurrei o livro pra longe, agora a mesa estava vazia, eu fiz ela levitar e joguei pro outro lado da sala, já me sentindo Darth Vader, então todo mundo começou a sair da sala, queimei um cartaz que tinha na parede e descendo as escadas vc acaba em outro corredor, este estava cheio de água, então, de brincadeira comecei a eletrocutar a água pra dar choque nos outros, com um raiozinho que eu projetei saindo da minha mão, eu num levei choque nenhum, mas os outros levaram. Depois , nós estávamos no pátio "vermelho", e tinha uma TV de umas 50" rodando Super Mario Bros, e aí eu notei que o raio na minha mão era de plastico, e comecei a desconfiar que tava perdendo lucidez, então resolvi mexer no jogo com a mente, pra ver se ainda tava funcionando, mas aí eu acabei perdendo a lucidez e acordei...

I dream I am heading home. The planet is in a battered state. As if, it may be coming down to its final days. The army is leading us home in a large orderly line. The city is full of sand for some reason. The city is desolated. There are cracks in the Earth that probably lead to the Earth's core. We carefully step over them. Due to the desolation, the ground is uneven, and the other half of the city that we're walking by is thousands of feet downward. So basically, they kept us away from the edge. Suddenly, there is an earthquake! The ground shook, and sand(IDK with the sand) starts blasting out of the cracks. People fall over the edge(mostly soldiers). The part I was on started tipping over. It was probably because it was between two cracks. I knew I was doomed. Then, an army helicopter came to the rescue. I was saved! I quickly throw myself into the chopper as quickly as possible. Safe at last.

The helicopter brings us all to a safe house at some location I don't know of. The place is full of things to keep us busy. Games, toys, etc. They don't have many lights on, but the ceiling has thousands of lights on it. My guess is the earthquakes have put most of them out. It's very dull in here due to that. Very dim too. I see people flying around. Flying??? Hm...if they can fly, I should be able to manage. I jump, and begin to fly!!! Sweet. I see my friend Ian and he is flying too. I begin showing him some tricks. He tries to keep up but he's not as good as me. Soon, I leave to fly over to my friend Zaine. For some odd reason, he's making Super Saiyans out of paper...WTF??? I leave while I can. On my way, I see a girl...in a shower...with no privacy. Damn, this dream is enjoyable. I guess the army engineers never took the time to make the bathrooms private.

I see that a baseball game is being set up. I want to participate, but I really do have to get home now. So, I have the army take me home. It's evening now. The sky's that beautiful "The world's totally ending" color to it.
It's Halloween??? I see kids in costumes everywhere. Hmph, guess it is Halloween. Then, I see the hottest girl ever! Dayum! I go downstairs to see her, but the setting changes.

It's the next day. We're on our way home again. The army has reinforced tarps over the cracks to prevent sand explosions again. Suddenly, the sand does explode. The tarp blows. We grab onto it like a bunch of retards, instead of being hit back a few feet. The wind is keeping the tarp blowing upwards. We're holding on for dear life. If we let go, we'll be going down the one thousand foot cliff. I see the hot chick by me. She is only holding on with one hand, and she's barely holding on. I reach out. I grab her loose hand, risking my own safety, because I only am holding on by a hand. Suddenly, the sand stops blowing. We all come smashing down...however, only one of us actually got smashed. As I land, I pile-drive the girl by force. Oh s**t. She gets up, and man, she's f**king p**sed. She starts throwing out a line of insults an swears no one has ever said to me. She storms off. I then realize that we are at a line of small safe houses. I start to follow her, and I decide to go into the safe house she goes into. I then decide only a dumb-ass would do that. So, I go into the one next door.

As I enter, something seems weird. The place is almost the exact same way as the last one I was in. Dim lighting, people all over Hell, things to keep us busy. I start to get that butterfly in stomach feeling. Then, I suddenly become lucid without dream signs! Well, I guess I forgot I had to get the last three dragon balls. I'm a retard. So, I now decide to pay that girl a "friendly" visit. If you've ever read some other dreams of mine like this, you already know what a "friendly" visit is in my dictionary. I leave the safe house. I then proceed into the one next door. I spot the girl almost instantly. That b***h is gonna be one dead motherf**ker in a moment. I charge at her fists ready. Well, she spots me almost instantly. Damn it. She flees. I see her go into the emergency zone. The soldiers see what I'm up to, and begin to close the gate to the emergency room. If they close the door, it will be pointless. They have no idea what I can do.

They almost have the gate closed. I simply run into it head on. It flies back open. I hear a few screams. I guess that means some soldiers were behind the gate. Tards. I head back through the tunnel. Then, I spot an open side door. What a dumb-ass. Left me total proof she went out this way. So, I continue outside. All I see is a desert-like land. Then, I spot her running in some dead tall-grass. I sprint over and easily catch up to her. Then, I no-mercy b***h-punch her in the face. She falls down crying. I start to come in for a second punch, then I pause. I notice a very peculiar item in her pocket. I snatch it from her. What the hell??? It's a scouter. A green scouter from Dragon Ball Z!

I put it on. I click the button, and it goes to the channel Nickelodeon. Spongebob Squarepants is on. WHAT THE F**K??? Weird. Then, for some odd reason, Raditz from DBZ shows up!!!

For some reason, he has a red scouter, not the green one in the image. Odd. Before the dream gets any weirder, I awake.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

22:40 GMT

Family dinner
At my paternal grandma’s home. I was asleep but my mom arrives and I wake up with her voice. She is arguing with the rest of the family. I look through the window and I vaguely see them sitting outside around a long table. I know she's very tired, as we spoke on the mobile before and she is with very little patience. She is complaining because she had left some sweater hanging to dry and they took it away to put the table in the patio. I go across the kitchen, to get to outside, but the light is off and when I turn it on it takes a few seconds to get bright (but it turns on!!)
My mom is just coming inside and we hug and I listen to her complaints. Then we go outside. It’s dawn. She points out to what they did: they used the sheets that were also hanging to dry, to make some kind of tent under which they prepared the table. They all think she is making a big deal out of it, but I understand her rage: they’ll do whatever they want, regardless of how that affects her hard work.
She now reminds them how we have to be leaving the next day before 12h and how they put that at risk. I don't know exactly why, but it occurs to me that for me leaving at 12h would be too late for me and I get worried.
I then look at my dad and an uncle who are observing and discussing how some liquid they poured on the garden last time killed the grass there. It's completely burned down.

2:45 GMT

At home
At my mom’s on the balcony. I see aquaria with little turtles. I have that recurring feeling they must be starving, because I don’t feed them for weeks, maybe months. Then for a few seconds I have this other feeling I must stop this obsession (don’t get lucid, though, but have a slight impression this is just happening in my mind). I know I have no turtles anymore. Still, I decide to go to the kitchen looking for some food to give to them.
On the kitchen I meet Riverstone and Nighthawk plus some girl friend of mine. Riverstone is standing, doing something. I sit at the head of the table. The girl is on my left and Nighthawk is on my right. They are discussing software. Then Nighthawk starts talking to me and we get very close, with legs touching under the table. He then has to leave and he puts his hand on my shoulder when he gets up. When he is gone I go to my mom’s room and there’s an anime playing on the dvd, that I forgot there since last time I visited. There are some very strong oral sex scenes with the female main character. I feel embarrassed that my mom might see it, so I try to shut it off in a hurry when I sense her on the corridor. Then I notice the bedside table has a lot of my college dossiers like if I had been studying them recently.

5:30 GMT

Egyptian mystery stone
On a museum of Egyptian art. An important piece of stone with carvings is being studied, repaired and then prepared for exhibition to public. I am the leader of the team who discovered it and is working on it. An heavy wooden structure is being used to erect the stone, but it falls heavily on the floor, almost crushing me under it.
Later there’s a press conference and three people are supposed to speak, me included, but when the museum director tells me she is counting on me I freak out. I can’t recall anything to say. I don’t have a clue about Egyptian art and culture. I know I'm not an expert on this. But how to explain it? I almost get lucid, but not quite.
I tell her I’m amnesic, but she doesn’t buy it. She sends me to the library with some books and says “Read some shit about Egypt and I’m sure you’ll recover your memory and come up with something to say.” So I sit and I actually get a plan. I grabbed some cd-rom for children about ancient Egypt and I plan to say just some basics, inspired on it and give it a twist, like I’m just keeping the mystery by not going into details about the stone.
But I’m not sure this will work out, so deep down I wish I’m saved by the bell somehow. And I do. Some guys in a tank break in through the wall of the conference room, with heavy weaponry, asking for the stone. They cause mayhem and I'm thankful for that. I escape to the outside through the hole on the wall they made.

Rendez-vous with Nighthawk
I am walking on some huge temple – basically a very high ceiling over an empty hallway, supported by really tall columns. There’s a small earthquake, just big enough to cause some stones to fall. I’m running away, avoiding being hit by them. I reach outside and I am in some road intersection of what looks like downtown Lisbon. I recognise this place from a previous dream and that has the power to make me lucid. I then feel so much peace. The sun is shining and golden rays bathe my skin. The stone pavement, the buildings, the people walking, the traffic lights, everything is incredibly detailed and I am absorbing each and every detail as nectar. It’s almost an erotic experience. Then I touch something and lucidity gets even more stable. Still I feel it’s not as stable as to allow me to meditate, so what’s next thing on my mind? Maybe due to my mood, I think about Nighthawk. I jump through a sewer hole on the ground to use it as a portal to his dreams (not a clever idea) and the darkness through which I fall doesn’t seem to end.
I think maybe I’m waking up for good, but then in the dark I hear Nighthawk’s voice “Is it you [name]?”, “Yes, where are you?”. Slowly the light shines again and I’m back at the same street I was before. But now it is raining and I turn around and I see Nighthawk running across the street to meet me. We kiss passionately, soaking wet and soon we’re leaning against a car on some back alley and we make love right there. The dream flickers and he is now moving away. I see him crossing the same road again, but now going away from me. I’m not yet ready to let him go, so I go after him. I lose him in the crowd, but I turn around a corner and I see him again. I run to grab him and I kiss him again in very slow motion until I wake up.

7:20 GMT

Grandpa and aunt enmity
At an apartment where supposedly my grandfather lives alone. But not entirely alone, because an aunt that we dislike, claimed ownership of part of his house and the court decided she had the right to a room, so she lives there, but cursing my grandfather all the time. I am there one day when she is gathered around a table in her room, with some friends. They are preparing some snacks and completely vilifying my grandpa. I only join them to try to share a different angle to the story. I help prepare the snacks, but when the butter is gone, I cover the bread with plastic film as if it iss some sort of spread.

Sangha
I’m at some place with a large group of people sitting, I think Buddhists receiving teachings and it’s interval and some people are gossiping. We see passing before us a girl that is supposedly a nun, but instead of her bald head and usual nun robes, she is now in a fantastic red strap dress with tulle skirt and a black long ponytail. They are making vile comments about her, but I remind them than judging others is much worse than her breaking of her vows.
I then go outside for fresh air and I find two conches on the ground. I pick them up remembering how I had one as big as these, with which I could hear the ocean. I try the same with these. The first has the same ocean sound I was used to hear, but the second one is a bit more bizarre. At first also looks like the ocean, but then I realise it’s monks voices singing sacred Buddhist mantras. I take it off my ear to check if the sound doesn’t come from inside the building (some cd playing, for instance), but I confirm it really comes from the conch. That’s special, I’ll take it!

Kids parade
Then to my left some kids from my old school parade in costumes. It reminds me of our Carnival parades. But they look so much more awesome. Their costumes are in black vinyl and steampunk inspired while we had crappy capes made from black plastic bags to pretend we're bats.

8:30 GMT

I was in a random place, I wish I remember where, but I randomly became lucid. I had already done the snowball task, so I tried for the Whoville one again. I spun around, and I was in a different place, but I was really dizzy from spinning around. I tried to spin again to get to Whoville, but it didn't work, so I tried flying there.

I was in a backyard. I jumped high to try and fly, but it didn't work, so then I took a run-up and leaped up into the air, and it worked.
I went up really high really fast, into the twilight sky, but it made me wake up. I tried to focus on the backyard again to go back into the dream, but I woke up.

12/19/2010
Fragment:
I was on another relic hunt. This time, I was partnered up with some, really douchey 'hero.' He was a celebrity, or something, and was just so full of himself that I had to constantly restrain myself from choking the shit out of him. We were searching for precious stones and ancient jewelry, scouring through dark caves and tombs and whatnot. After all of our journeying, when we were finally able to find the treasure that we were looking for, he started acting like he was too good to even help carry any of it; saying something about how they were "just stones" and they were beneath him. I seriously just wanted to slap him.




12/20/2010
Fragment One (Lucid):
(Damnit. I completely lost a lucid dream, last night. And from what I can remember, it was a pretty good one.)
I remember walking around at night, having just realized I was dreaming. I believe I was in an apartment complex, walking down the sidewalk, with patches of grass all around. There was a little light around - kind of blue-ish, but too bright to be moonlight - and my shadow was being cast, on the large white wall of buildings, to my left. Fortunately, I do remember looking at my hands, to stabilze the dream, which I've been trying to get back into the habit of doing. I tried to think of something to do, but I couldn't remember what the tasks of the month were, and I eventually recalled WakingNomad's RPG, and my Djinn character (which is another good thing, because we had just recently talked about it, and I was able to immediately think about it, upon becoming lucid - which is sometimes rare for me). While continuing to walk, I just inhaled, clenched my fists, and felt a surge of energy swell within me. Looking at the large shadow of myself, upon the wall, I could see that I now had the wild hair of my character, and even though I don't remember looking down, but I could tell that I was no longer wearing my shirt. Having this new sense of power, being back into the body of my Djinn, I lept into the air and went flying, searching for something to do.

There is a lot, around here, that I don't remember. The dream was very long, and had something to do with mutant vampire things... I can hardly even remember what they looked like - only that they were ugly. At least one of them were being held in some kind of wooden structure, down at the base of what I believe was a flight of stairs. I know that I interacted or had a conversation with one or more of them, but don't really remember a damn thing, other than that I was lucid. I do, specifically, remember reminding myself to go back over the events of the dream, so that they would be easier to recall, when I woke up.

(I vaguely remember waking up, in the middle of the night, and being too tired to get out of bed, to write my notes down. It's just an obscure blur of a notion, but I'm pretty sure it happened.)


Fragment Two:
Something about my mom having brought home food, after I'd just eaten something that I didn't really enjoy. She said something about if I wasn't going to eat it now, I couldn't have any of it later. So, not really all that hungry anymore, I still ate whatever of it I could.