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21.08.2010

Ghost Town (DILD)

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

Without any goals in mind, I wandered around aimlessly, in an eerily-deserted, colorful, suburban dreamscape, for what seemed like hours; the dream ended when I got upset with a ski-ball machine that called me out for 'cheating.'

This lucid dream was really close to my 3rd one. I think my LDs are starting to get more frequent now. I am so excited!

Some notes about the dream:
FOR THE 4TH TIME! This dream seemed like a normal dream, but I felt some of it, and I remember feeling the RC. Again, I didn't have COMPLETE control over my actions. This seems to always happen in my lucid dreams. Isn't it true that DILDs aren't as vivid as MILDs or WILDs?
Anyways, here it is.

I was walking down a familiar street in our downtown. I remember it like I WAS lucid from the beginning. I thought to myself, "Well, this is weird. I thought I was asleep..?" So just to make sure it was a dream, I RCed. I was dreaming! I love the way plugged nose breathing feels. Like I said, some control. The dream was a little blurry too. Since I fell back asleep after I dreamed this and I was too lazy to write in my DJ, I can't recall the second part of my lucid dream.

I'm not sure if I tried to fly or not, but I went over to what was supposedly, my friend Mike's house.
I think I teleported or something. I can't remember. I remember being in the back of his house. I tried to remember my dream goals, but I couldn't. I simply didn't know what to do, so I decided that I'd walk around. (See, it's things like this that your not prepared for!)
I saw Mike's pool. To me it looked almost like a hot tub. Well, it was as small as one. I saw Mike and some other people, but I don't really remember them.

I turned around, and I saw this gigantic swimming pool. It could have been 14 feet deep. Um.. I guess to show off; I tried to fly. I closed my eyes, jumped up, flapped my arms; and to my disappointment I was still on the ground. I guess I just didn't believe. So I closed my eyes again, really believe I could fly, jumped up, then flapped my arms. I opened my eyes and felt myself hovering.. sort of. I was about 3-4 feet in the air. And as far as I could tell, I was gliding towards the pool.

I glided towards the water and splashed in (almost like a goose, lol). I felt the water and saw all the droplets like it was in slow motion, beautiful. This moment was also embarrassing. I think I got out of the pool, but I wasn't so sure. Just to check to see if I was still lucid, I did another RC. Ahh. It felt great. I wasn't so sure on what to do next, so I started spinning. I reckoned I would start fresh from a different place. But it didn't work. I must've needed to close my eyes or something.
I can't recall what I did after this, but there was another whole half of the dream that I had forgotten.

I am standing about 6ft. away from a big metal electric gate. It is the kind of gate that slides. Behind the gate is a huge forest. I realize I am dreaming and that this is my opportunity to complete the task from class. I try to reality check and look at my hands but they are not clear. I do other reality checks but none are difinitive. I decide to fly over the gate but I am unable to move. I feel like I am blocked.

Amazing OBE -- I'm sleeping in the basement of my grandparents house when I actually go to sleep. I had already slept for about 7 hours, just going back for a nap. After falling asleep I wake up very groggily and climb over the foosball table, slowly. I had risen from the same position that I fell asleep. I'm not sure of the details, but I went to the bathroom and at some point it dawned upon me.. I thought in my mind " I can't believe that I didn't lucid dream... Unless I'm dreaming right now!" I then did a reality check, I held my nose and tried to breath through it, and I could breath clearly even with my nose pinched shut. I found that every time I did this, the dreamworld became more clear and more real. I walked upstairs to find a totally different architecture in the house. It was unbelievable.... It was so vivid and real that I was forced to reality check every minute so that I wouldn't forget it was a dream. I decided I wanted to do something extreme, so after checking again and again to make sure it was a dream, I ran out the front window and flew out over the river. I became so excited and my heart was racing so fast because it was so lifelike... My eyes opened and there I was, back in the basement, awake in real life.*

Got up this morning at 6, listening to shitty late 80's pop with the usual cheesy intro riff and a high bpm loop of the same 10 second vocals. As it turns out, the entrance to a city marathon is right outside of the apartment I was in. Their idea of "workout music." After about two hours of being angry about it the race starts and the music stops and I go try to go back to bed, race announcer infrequently interjecting an otherwise smooth contemplation of descent. Before I hit delta wave, I was thinking how I'd escape if the apartment suddenly toppled. No intention of really sleeping or dreaming.

I felt the vibrations anyway, to my glee. I haven't recognized dream entry in a long time. After about a minute, the scene materialized as a false awakening, I was alone in a double-bed setup. I reality check, just to make sure, and then begin exploring the dream apartment. Pretty much the same, a bit cleaner, brighter carpets and more floorspace. I make my way to the balcony to jump. I start hovering, and look up at the sky. Completely overcast and bright, just as in waking life. I float away from the balcony. . .

My boyfriend wakes me, I feel exiting vibrations as he pounces on me, tugs an arm, wrenching me from the dream. I shake it off, audibly and grumpily tell him to back off. The louse cuddles right on top of me, and I settle back in.

It's... Still a dream? I didn't reopen my eyes for the scene to appear. There's someone on top of me, but it's not my boyfriend. This guy's taller, older by a few years, brown-haired, skinny, with rectangular facial definition. I stare at him a moment and fear flashes through his eyes as we both realize: we have to fight, as he's an impostor! He dashes out the bedroom and exits the apartment, slamming a door which I can't unlock. I can hear the elevator. Unperturbed, I jump off the balcony in a dive, the sky is murderous grey here, and the buildings are greater in quantity and more densely packed. I see For Sale signs on some apartment buildings, including the one I was in, as I descend. I land softly, on my feet. He's just now exiting through the front. I need a weapon, something with range. I reach behind me and whip out a bow and three arrows, firing them in quick succession, missing twice and hitting the third against a shield which he conjured. The bow morphs into a boomerang, which I throw. He jumps supernaturally over it. I fly up to avoid having to catch the weapon's hefty return. As it turns out, he can fly, too.

There's no fear here. Neither of us are afraid. I'm in it for the hunt, the adventure. He knows he's a minute dream character and will cease to exist after I wake, save in this dream journal.

But he chooses to run. He meanders under bridges and through smaller and smaller alleys, places with ceilings I can't fly through. I follow on foot, and spawn throwing stars. We're in a clearing with cement brick tiles and an outdoor cafe surrounding an open center. I can't throw the stars there. Instead, I fling them into the air, knowing by self-fulfilling lucid dream prophesy the exact points at which they'll land. Time for a new weapon. How 'bout a longsword? I know shit about swordfighting, by the way, he no longer had a shield but another two-handed sword, smaller, lighter. I'm nearly out-maneuvered when the ninja stars land, tearing a rip in the cloth of his shoulder, distracting him such that his sword disintegrates under one whack with my new hammer. He flees. Typical.

I follow, it's now a footrace with that announcer guy from the real world. People are watching us, which seems to amuse him for a bit, but ultimately he leads me out of the city. We turn one more corner, and suddenly he's gone. I take the time to materialize a weapon I do know how to use: a pistol. Amazingly it morphs right between my palms as I made my hands into a fake gun. I take off the safety, peer around the corner, business end of the weapon never leaving the direction of sight. The man comes into view again, and runs into a white domeish building at the end of a heavily-treed (mature trees everywhere, creating shade from the now blasting golden sun) parking lot. I follow in, of course. I slow my pace to a walk. I know what room he's in. The building is completely empty, like a house but with a big, auditorium room at the end. Bright maple flooring, polishes and clean, with sunbeams draping generously on the floor, through tall windows, coming from both east and west sides of the building. I've still got my pistol at hand. He's cornered in that last room. I cross the doorway and he appears out from behind a spiral staircase. He looks at my pistol, at his own, and nods. We meet each other in the middle of the floor, turn around, and start stepping. Annoyingly, with each step I drew toward the duel, I shifted back into the waking world...

I had my second lucid dream last night, another DILD after WBTB.
I got up around 4 am, and stayed up for about half an hour. When I went back to bed, I found it really hard to get back to sleep. I kept drifting off and then coming back awake. Then I fell asleep, woke up, and when I rolled over my boyfriend was sleeping beside me. Considering my boyfriend is in an entirely different city right now, I knew that wasn't right, and did an RC. Of course, I was dreaming.

I got up out of my bed, and was determined to get outside. First I tried to just change my surroundings, but when that wasn't working, I decided to just go up the stairs and out the front door. But when I turned towards the stairs, the entire room was packed with furniture like a barrier. I tried moving it by hand, but everytime I had a piece moved out of the way, when I turned back, it was back where it had started. I tried to move it by telekinesis, but everytime I picked up a piece of furniture, it seemed to be lifting out of an exact replica of itself that stayed in the same place.
I was getting frustrated and didn't want to ruin the dream, so I just looked for something in the room to entertain myself with. I grabbed my steel bedframe, and started bending it into different patterns. It moved in my hands like playdough, which was a pretty neat experience.
I still wanted to get outside, so I decided to just climb out the window above my bed. I started walking across my mattress, but before I reached the window, I woke up.

I dont think I'd consider this one quite as successful as the first one(the first was definitely more fun, if nothing else) but every lucid dream is a step in the right direction!


Unfortunately my recall the rest of the night was awful. The only other thing I remember is a man finding a dinosaur egg in his basement, and hatching it on his couch.

Lucidity: 3/10
Vividness: 5/10
Length: ~5 Min.

OK, this one happened right after the other one. Again with the saying to myself repeatedly "I will have a lucid dream." So the dream started out at school and I was trying to talk with my friend Swazy. Then the next thing I knew I was walking by a house and I saw a girl that didn't look like Swazy, then I told her that I would make it up to her if she'd let me in. So we started to walk around the house and I was like "Hey, I don't remember coming here? Am I dreaming?" So I checked my hand and sure enough. The '9' that's usually there wasn't.

So I basically went along with everything that happened. Here's what happened. So we continued to walk around the house and I was like "how are we going to get on that roof?" Then I saw a ladder and I told that girl "Hey, we could go up on the ladder." So I ran towards it and climbed up. Then I was on the roof and waiting for that GUY? (yeah, she turned into a little 8 year old looking boy) To go in his bedroom window. I thought we were to going to go in the one to the left of the house so I tried to earthbend and make a little platform to land on. But it didn't work. We weren't going into that one anyways. We were going in the one to the right of the house. So when we got in I looked back at him and sure enough he was a little kid, so I tried to change him and I made him look like an old lady. Not what I was going for. I was like "wow, wow, wow, OK that's really bad." Then I saw a computer and I tried to look up Brittney Spears (I kinda forgot there's no internet.) But it didn't work. The dream faded away and I was back into the waking world.

I did it. Thats right. DEILD. My technique. I knew it. I always knew it. When I saw DEILD I was like: Thats the one for me. And it was. It is. This was no "lucky shot" like DILD. This was INDUCED. I have skills! Hell yeah. Before going through this epic night lets start with the two non-LDs I dont care about.

Dream 1: I am in my living room watching TV. My dad browses through the channel. The first thing we watch is America's Got Talent on CityTv. It is obvious that it is not in HD, as you see Howie Mandel in a real crappy image. We watch different groups on the show, mostly dancers. They are on the first stage with the red background, not the Hollywood one. There are also flashbacks of their course on the show, like they do in the real one. Next there's the tourism channel that my dad tells me talks about three cities: Montreal, Quebec and Vancouver. I remember seeing Cinderella (who represents Disney) in a big city at night. She is giving out pamphlets and talking about landmarks. Like a tourism booth. Later, we go to the parking lot (which brings me to think we were in a hotel room and not our living room). I make fun of a bunch of kids there. We get in the very small elevator, and suddenly everyone rushes in. The elevator makes a weird sounds, and I wonder if we got over the limit of people it can take. Since its my mind, of course we did. We crash down in the shaft.

Dream 2: After a failed attempt at DEILD, I fall asleep into another dream. This time, I am going to a shop. It is not very clear what it sells, were just there. She waits for me outside while I go buy whatever I need. I walk around the aisles (which look very much like a library) upstairs while constantly looking at my cellphone which is on a bench near. I go back to where my mom waits. My friend Émilie explains to me why Vampires Suck sucks while we are in a red boat that is parking in yet another parking lot. She says there is a scene where they are just on a boat and it cost a very low 500$. I agree. Then for some reason I go back to the store, except this time im handicapped. My right leg is covered in a big plaster. I go through the same entrance but this time I need the ramp to go upstairs. A woman that probably works there tells me to go on a small square on the ground. I do, and it lifts up very high. She tells me to close my eyes and I obey. I almost fall down since the square is so small. Before I know it im back in the library. In a completely different scenario, I see something (a video?) about how some of the Dragons from Dragon's Den (the rich ppl) succombed to temptation, which I believe is sex, since next is four naked women in a pool. I end up in that pool quickly enough and swim underwater. I notice my plaster has dissapeared.

Ok, now the good part

THE DEILD: After the dream that just ended, I dont move. Obviously, otherwise I wouldnt have managed to transition. Then I try something new: I rub the bottom of the pool I just got out of. You know, the bottom of the pool always had a weird feeling when you touch it. So I keep rubbing it until it feels real. Very real. And then BAM!
My first encounter with SP. It was incredible. Pow! HUGE vibrations. It felt like when your in an old rollercoaster or on a bumpy road. I have mild Tinnitus, but I got REALLY LOUD! On a very higher tone then normal. Then I see something: like an evil eye. You know, evil. Bloody veins, cat-like pupil, yellow. It was a rough ride, especially for a first SP. All this lasted for a few moments until Peeeewww. Black. Immediatly I know im in a dream and roll. I didnt want to roll in the first place, but something told me to. I feel like im falling in my bed and my first thought is: Okay, I did it. Now I gotta fly. Cus you see, thats my goal til school. But I am once again hit by exit blindness and eventually wake up. Damn it. But YEAH! Awsum!

Countdown: 9 nights
Goal: Fly

Lucidity: 5/10
Vividness: 6/10
Length: ~2 Min.

So I woke up after a weird dream, got up, took a piss. And fell back asleep again. But only this time I was setting my intentions on having a lucid dream. I concentrated and concentrated. Then I slipped away into a lucid dream. I think this was probably a WILD, or was it something else?

Anyways, I faded onto a highway that was tilted. There were a group of people in front of me. I was getting naked (this lucid dream I was a girl part way through). So I was nude and lying on the cement, I could feel the cement below me. Then some guy asked me what I wanted, I can't remember what I said but he started walking towards me. I was like "no, not you." I wanted to have Lesbian sex, but then I kinda gave up on that thought and tried to change the scenery. I closed my eyes and imagined me lying on a bed on the highway, when I opened my eyes. The highway was tilted even more. So I tried it again. And it worked, I couldn't feel the bed but a truck started coming toward us so we started running toward it, then I tried to shoot spiderwebs from my hands. But it didn't work. So I said to my self "oh god please help us." Then it kinda went into slow motion and I was swinging. And so was the other guy. When we shot the webs our hands started to bleed. A lot. So we lost the truck and landed on the other side of the highway, then cars started to come. We were dodging cars and we got up onto the edge. I saw cars coming out of a road? Then I woke up.

- Last night I slept for 5-6 hours then woke up, as usual i go to the toilet. When i get up my vision is really hazy , and somehow manage to stumble to the toilet and back to bed, falling back to sleep instantly.

* Usually I feel like i'm watching myself in a movie whilst dreaming.

Anyway once i fell asleep i had this dream and i was standing outside my house and there was some evil guy inside .

All of a sudden I pulled out a thermal imaging gun ( I had recently been playing Call of Duty Modern Ware fare 2 ) and saw the "evil" thing hiding behind my front door.

I felt as If i was coming to my senses and realized that I was in a dream somehow, because as i was looking through the thermal gun I zoomed onto the "evil thing" and he was wearing shoes. To be specific "nikes" I could see the big Nike tick , I really wanted to laugh.

But then it ended, Suddenly i forgot what just happened and my dream carried on as if I was watching a movie as usual.

The Assassination of Miranda Lake - Partial lucid - 1/5
Setting is Victorian period, and we're in this big mansion (possibly a political building).
Miranda Lake was a very well-to-do figure in the political scene. She is also something of a sorcerer, and she's evil. My "sister" (we are part of an underground movement, this DC was not my related sister) and I are to kill the sorcerer.

"The problem is," my sister was saying, "Whenever I get near her, I can't kill her. She has this magical spell protecting her that makes us adore her and unable to kill her."

"I'll back you, sister!" I said. "Be brave, we'll get through this together."

"It will probably feel like I'm killing my one true love," she warned. "I really need you in on this," she maintained.

"You have my word," I said.

We went into the room. Miranda knew what was up, and immediately put her spell to work. However, she chose the wrong person. She approached me and placed her arms on my shoulders. I immediately started to forget why we were here. I struggled to remain aware and wondered what was taking my accomplice so long.

"Do it now!!" I commanded.

A shot rang through the air, and Miranda's body crumpled before me. "We need to get out of here, and fast!" my sister warned me. We left the room. Someone else in our group was casting a spell of their own. The guards of the mansion would know what we'd done, but the spell cast would make them either unable to care, or unable to comprehend, it was something along those lines.

We left through the front of the building, and the guards were giving us the awkward eye, but they didn't move from their post. We decided to split up at this point and rendezvous at our headquarters.

I was jogging along this pathway... I was the last person in the group, on the path. There was another guy up in front of me (walking a dog), and more people along the way, ahead of him. I felt I really needed to catch up with my companions, especially since Miranda's spell would not have worn off my sister, yet.

I started catching up to the guy in front of me and jogged to the side to go around him. He moved with me. I moved to the other side, and he moved with me again.

I caught up and saw that it was Danny! And the dog he was with was Buttons (my former dog - she was put down 4 years ago). "How are you moving with me from all the way back there?" I asked him.

"I was intentionally trying to block you," he said.

"Oh... well, I really need to be catching up with the rest of the group," I said.

"How are you going to do that?" he asked... it seemed like he was leaning towards something, and I'm not catching on...

"I was going to jog..." I replied.

"Oh right, cos you're a great jogger!" he giggled... not maliciously, but he was taunting me, nonetheless.

I sped up and felt my legs go all slow and get that water legged feeling... "I suppose I could fly," I said, sort of cluing in.

Suddenly, my dog bared her teeth and attacked me! She bit onto my hand. It didn't hurt me. Danny knew this. "Why doesn't it hurt?!" he yelled. I fought off my dog.

I also misunderstood his question (stupid dream-logic) and answered, "She's attacking me because she's a spirit and knows I just helped kill someone!" (I think Danny actually facepalmed me here, but my dog was attacking me again, so I didn't see. But I bet he did). My dog was being even more aggravating now, so I literally pushed her off me and she fell onto the ground, on her back. She was stunned. I lost any lucidity too.

"What did you do?" Danny asked.

"Nothing... when I knock her out, she forgets why she was being aggressive," I answer. I knelt down and took her by her forepaws and started rubbing them.

"I think you've killed her again," Danny said (Oh thanks ).

Her eyes started fluttering though! I picked her up in my arms and carried her (vertically). She was completely pacified too. Danny, however, was pretty aggravated now, lol. "So NOW what are you going to do?! Carry her for the rest of the dream?!"

"Yep," I answered. Dream dissolved.

I had this lucid dream months ago and would say it is about the only dream where I realized I was dreaming and tried to manipulate the dream.

"In the morning around 9 am had my first lucid. Did not know what prompted me to reality check but I held my nose and could still breathe. I looked in mirror and I looked normal but my eyes were black. My hand had three fingers. Was in a strange house walked around a bit and tried rubbing hands together. Thought of meeting someone but felt my dream fading. Tried to chain but failed."

Hopefully my sleep schedule will get more normal now that the baby is sleeping through the night.

I think there was more to this dream than I remember, as in a long beginning before this. I woke up in the desert. There were trees growing in the sand everywhere. Wtf? Lucid. I looked at my hands which showed the normal amount of fingers, but I didn't need any verification. I knew what I knew. I yelled to hear my voice...It sounded strange and warped in the dream. Now, I had a task to complete which I accidentally let slip through my fingers in the last lucid.

I walked up a desert hill and unto a beach. Waves crashed at the sand and I knew this is where I needed to be. I ran up to a wet, wooden dock and ran out on it until I knew I had enough distance in the water. I jumped in and felt the warm water soak my feet. It was surprisingly vivid. I decided to increase the clarity before I went further. I tried to avoid thinking about having another body in the physical plane that was laying in a bed.

I dunked my head underwater but before I could fill my lungs with the poisonous water I rose out of the water like a rocket and into the sky. I kept going up and up and into the heavens, into the clouds and into the universe.

Lucid:

I was in a dream where me and a DC were trapped in a small shabby looking room as we had been kidnapped.
I remember the DC i was with as a male, with Curly hair. we were in the room when i suddenly shouted, "wait im dreaming!" to which my dream cahracter didn't take much notice of. Then all of a sudden our kidnapper burst into the room, he was a big fat bald man, he had an angry look on his face and he threw me around the room(as small as it was) but i seemed to be bouncing off the walls. i then saw a small window beside me and thought of it as an escape way. Dream ends.

I was lying in my bed and suddenly went into SP, i opened what i believe to be my dream eyes for a split second and saw about 10 Round yellow balls on my 'bedroom' floor.

i was lying in my bed this morning when i suddenly went into SP, i got a bit freaked as i knew i didn't want to go in to SP. i reamined calm and opened my eyes. I was still Paralysed but i was in the dream world looking at my bed but could not move. i then fought my way out of it. Dream End

Non-Lucid:
The other night i had a dream that me and some DC's were playing a rayman game in a big outdoor playground type place. i then said "what are those things called again"? (talking about lums to which u DC replied "lums". i thought this was weird as how did one of my DC's know something that i dont. which beg's the question 'Do DC's contain forgotten memories? or do DC's represent different memories?. Dream end

Me and some DC's were sitting in a forset with ( i thnk) playing airsoft. i picked up a mask a mask similar to pshyco mantis from MGS.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yesterday was exhausting, so I had difficulties in recalling last night's dreams. On the first dream-phase I know I had 3 or 4 dreams, but no matter how much I try to recall, I just have vague feelings. In the morning all I could remember from these first dreams was one bit that was lucid.

Lucid mirror manipulation
Not a big deal as I have had many lucid dreams a lot more interesting, but hey, it's was lucid so it's important to mention. I got lucid when looking in a mirror. It happens a lot, even if the image is just perfect. There was somebody else with me and I wanted to show this person we were dreaming so I put my hand on the mirror until it became soft and I could put my fingers and hand through it. Then for some stupid reason, I decided I wanted to try its taste! SO I grabbed a little bit of liquified glass in my hand and touched it with my mouth. It got stuck in my teeth, as caramelized sugar and solidified around it. Imagine, glass teeth! I'm sure it would look cool, but the sensation was not so comfortable, so then I lost lucidity trying to get it off my teeth. How stupid.

Guesthouse with lots of guests I know
On my second dream-phase I also don't recall the beggining. But I was visiting some city (recurrent dream I have, always travelling somewhere). I can only remember well from the moment I entered the place where I was lodged. I had to insert a code on the door to be able to enter and I was afraid I didn't know what it was and would have to sleep outside. [semi-lucid] I kinda knew I was in a dream and that is why I had no idea of the code. But I tried the one from a place in Germany where I was staying a few months ago and it worked. Nice. So I entered this place, it was very late in the night and there was no soul around. I went to a room that was available - no idea if it was mine or not, but I had to rest. I thought it was extremely nice place and apparently costed 50 EUR per night, which I thought was not that cheap but also not so expensive for the conditions it had.
I hear some voices in the corridor so I open the bedroom door and I saw a bunch of my old colleagues from the university. Somehow they were now like some characters from Grey's Anatomy. They were interns in med-school (althoug we are actually biologists) and were all leaving in the middle of the night to go watch and learn some important surgery.
I go back to my room and there is this strange vintage curtain over the bed. I pick it up and realise it would make a lovely dress (dresses seem to also be a recurrent theme), so I try to transform it and try it out, when two girls start entering my room. Apparently it was theirs or they are also trying to find one that is empty. But one of them is a girl I know for many years called Diana. We talk a little bit but the conversation ends around the dress I was trying to make. I look in the mirror and I look incredibly fat on it - usually in my dreams I'm incredibly hot - and they seem disgusted, and comment that such nice dress on a fat lady is just wrong. I think that I'm not that fat but didn't realise it was a dream-effect.

The Pope and buddhist monks
Later on I am wandering on this guesthouse which is now huge like a city in itself. I found myself in a part of it that is castle like. I don't remember the details but I am now with my buddhist teacher and some buddhist monks. I am wearing robes like the ones of the monks but actually they have 3 colours: red, yellow and aqua-blue. When I am still starting to figure out how I and them got there, passes by us on a corridor a bunch of catholic priests and monks and then the Pope. Lots of people with candles follow them and we do that to. We all end up on a room. [This was clearly resulting from a conversation I had with my dad during the day. He doesn't accept very well that I'm buddhist so I asked him if he'd feel more happy that I was catholic. He is an atheist so that would be even more hideous to him]. The Pope is conducting a mass and even the buddhist monks are paying attention and respects and I think, maybe I should do the same, but for some reason I don't feel any devotion towards this guy as I do feel for my teacher. Then I hug my teacher wholeheartedly. Of course he is only my projection and that is why he doesn't react. I notice that his robes are the exact opposite of mine (in terms of colour disposition) and I can't help to realise the parallel with the Da Vinci code theory about the clothes of JC and Magdalene on the Last Supper. I hear all of the mass and then the Pope and everybody else leaves. When I pass in front of a giant mirror in a hallway, the way that my half-buddhist robes are now falling, instead of folded, I realise that I look so much like Virgin Mary. And I look beauuutiful.

[ Prince of Persia
I'm now on top of what looks like a curtain wall of the guesthouse turned into castle. There's a lot of commotion on the street down there. The earth is shaking a bit and a huge scar appears on the ground. On the other side of the street there's more of this castle like construction and a gate leading to its inside. There's a big banner announcing Prince of Persia (I guess the movie). A guy appears behind me and invites me to go cross the other castle. Apparently it is already closed as it is night but he knows some way to get inside. I go think about it but first I go back to the guesthouse inside to rest or change clothes or whatever.

Peeing and the black hair girl again
Again in the guesthouse, which is becoming more palace like each minute, I try to find a toilet. I finally get to one but when I'm already going to seat on the toilet I realise there's a girl in the shower. But she is just sitting there, with clothes on and I'm not sure what she's doing there. I look at her and recognise the girl with the long straight balck hair from yesterday's dream on a cave. She just tells me to go ahead and pee. I do it and it actually relieved me a lot. But here I got semi-lucid and realise that I could be peeing myself in bed! I think "I hope not". but continue living the dream.

Marriage
After the toilet scene I was again going up and down exploring the guesthouse and found myself in a huge ballroom where a marrige was being celebrated. Mostly old people were there but also a few youngsters. I realise everybody is looking fancy and I'm on sabrinas with socks and decide at least to take the socks out. Some young girl laughs at me because I took at least 5 socks from one foot. Then I sit on a table with the young people and one the boys invites me for something. Actually I think it's the one that wanted to visit the castle in front. Apparently he is quite a playboy and only the hot girls get his attention so everybody is either surprised or envious that he is flirting me. I mean, not that I'm ugly, but I'm in a palace, on a marriage, with 5 pairs of socks...

Kill Bill
In the last dream-phase of the night I was inside the Kill Bill movie. I don't know if it started before, but remember only being under the ground with Uma Thurman. I felt like I was her but watching her from the outside at the same time. She was pissed and trying to get to the surface. Unlike the movie, in this dream there was a guy by her grave just ensuring she was really dead and buried. Then, like in a zombie movie, she put her hand outside, the guy freaked out but had no time to run, she grabbed him by the neck, beat him up and threw him on the grave hole left by her. He was K.O. for some time but when he was waking up, she threw on him an explosive. His eyes popped out with despair when he saw death coming and she pressed a button and kabum! Then I though - wow, that was mean and I would definetly not do it. I'm just watching, I'm not really her. Then I was not having fun anymore and woke up.

When I woke up and was trying to remember all the details of the dreams to write it down, I then opened my eyes and the face of this girl in black hair was still hovering in front of me on the ceiling. Who is she? Maybe she's been on my dreams for a longer time but only know that I'm recalling many more of them I noticed her presence. Or maybe she is just a dreamer that started now sharing dreams with me. If you're out there, I hope to find you