lucid

I really need to keep up with my DJ entries...
15-4-13
I had my first lucid dream for ages tonight.
The first dream wasn't lucid, and it involves me, my sister and various people I don't know scattered about in a building which is littered with white tables. First, we watch something on the news about a man baking many intricate, colourful Easter egg shaped cakes, in order to raise money for something. He says he has done everything possible to raise as much money as he can. My sister and I resolve to bake even better cakes than he has. Each table in the building is stacked with plastic crates which are full of odd icing-like dough in various pastel colours. There are people at each table rolling the dough and making it into stuff. I pick up a light minty coloured dough and roll it into ball and flatten it into an egg shape (I must add that I am walking about as I do this). At some point, I abandon this dough and start using a dull pinkish colour. Unfortunately, it refuses to roll into a ball properly....

Next dream. This Is a lucid one. My sister and I are sitting in my living room. I am sitting in the corner. She sits on the chair opposite and across the room with the computer on her lap. After I wake up, I find it odd that the fact that I was wearing my sister's pink pyjama shorts didn't give me a clue that I was dreaming. Here it gets weirder. My parents (particularly my dad) seem to have gone... evil. They fire magic at us which appears in the form of points of pinkish light on the walls (the room is dark - nobody has opened the curtains or turned on the lights). They hit my sister a few times, but she doesn't seem to care and each time just shakes it off. A blue point of light comes in and hits the far wall where it bounces off madly and hits me. It makes me a few years younger (I can tell because I see my legs have gotten smaller - weird, I know) which, as I am only fourteen, I am not happy about. So now my sister and I get up and hurry up to my room. She doesn't shut the door properly and my dad appears at the point where it is ajar. She slams the door before any more strange magic can happen and I suddenly do a reality check. I don't remember if, at that point, my sister knows it is a dream too, because she seems to be telling me that to get rid of the magic I just need to shake it off; literally. I randomly flail about because I don;t want to spend the rest of my lucid dream as a nine year old and my sister appears to be teaching me how to control my dream. I can't get it to work though. After I fail to return to my proper age, the dream ends.

16-4-13
It looks like I missed this date out of my Dream Journal.

17-4-13
I don't remember anything for tonight.

18-9-13
I think this dream was inspired by our history lesson about WW2 that day. We receive news that that England is at war - with whom, I don't know. My family decide to use the shed as an Andersen shelter, but I don't think it is safe (it's made of plastic), so decide to stay inside. It is incredibly sunny and my room is bathed with light. A warning goes up for an air raid. I don't think it is a siren, because everything is very quiet. I watch from my room as my family pile into the shed, which is half way up the garden. I hurry around the other side of the bed and get on the floor to roll under it. There is no room, so I push all of the crates out from underneath and lie down. As an extra measure, I take the bedsheet and pull it down like a tent. About three bombs drop, but do not explode. Then it's over. I wonder about my room for a bit; clear the desk; sit on my sofa. Another warning; I climb back under the bed, facing the other way and this time on my stomach to wait it out. Two bombs, no explosions, but this time, a disturbing scream. I get up and hurry downstairs and out the back door. At this point, I remember congratulating our enemy (hard to explain why). Nothing seems out of the ordinary and everything is incredibly bright and sunny. My family all mill about the garden and my dad enters the conservatory. Me points to the cat's litter tray "They're dead!" The litter tray is full of dead fish - unsurprisingly, as they aren't in water.
"Oh God," I say, turning to the rabbit's cage. "Sampras!"
Our rabbit is in the corner of his cage, eyes half-closed and muddy and disheveled. "Quick, get his head inside," someone says, and I lift Sampras the rabbit and deposit him in the house where he immediately perks up. SO now nobody can shelter outside.
"Get inside," I say, shutting the door, "and don't leave the door open for more than a few seconds."
I get inside, and everyone else follows. Sampras hops about happily.

Next dream: My mum tells me she is going to Japan today and wants to know if I want to come. I say I do, and she tells me not to bring much. I pack a few things into a small rucksack which has a ladybug on it. I check to see when the plane leaves: four o'clock. I ask if I can pack my laptop. My mum says that would be fine. We spend a while doing stuff about the house. My mum spends for ever packing, until four o'clock comes and passes. I am sitting on the floor in the living room as it becomes five o'clock and we still haven't left. Eventually, we do, but the dream ends.

19-4-13
One dream involves my electric toothbrush not charging so I discover that it is not plugged in. Wow.

A second dream starts with me reading Bleach, but the pages are all drawn in different colours. Then the dream goes strange, and we (me and some people I don't know - I think one male, one female) are in a tall, cylindrical metal room, with a slopes funnel shaped section in the floor. Ther are four long sweeping arms attached to a pole in the middle of the cylinder, and the whole thing is covered in bright blue paint - heaps of wet paint. About half way up the wall and behind me there is a long window in the metal wall and some controls which are being operated by Uryū Ishida. The panels begin to spin and separate out, and another cylindrical section rises of of the funnel shape in the middle, also covered in heaps of wet blue paint which runs down the sides in swathes. We avoid the panels which spin about violently until eventually they slow down and stop. There is something beneath the funnel section we need to get to - something inside the large inner cylinder. I take a long rope with a sharp hook on the end and throw it to my companions. The male one throws the hook over something on the ceiling so that it then falls down into the mouth of the funnel and operates like a pulley. He and the female start tugging it and the inner section starts rising - but now it is a lot smaller. The paint all runs off it and it we are left with a hollow cylinder with a cone-shaped top made of metal, suspended by the hook hanging from the ceiling. We are happy because we need what is inside...

Dream Journal
4/19/2013

I am flying my spaceship, Future’s Hope from Urth to the Green Moon, when I get a distress call from Jack Sparrow on the holocomm. His image pops up, “Mr. Nomad, Ms. Raven dear, Moon people, whoever, help!”
Raven: Did you get that message?
Me: Yes.
Raven flies her spaceship close to mine, and I piggyback mine on to hers then join her on the flight deck.
Raven opens a portal, and we fly to a planet very similar to Urth. We fly to the parallel Urth’s Carribbean, and we see Jack tied to a mast of an East India Company ship. He is being taunted and questioned.
“Where is the fucking golden monkey, you worthless pirate?”
“I”ll never tell… unless you feed me some rum!”
“What’s this?” The merchant pulls a map out of Jack’s pocket.
“Please don’t read that note in front of the class. It’s meant for the pretty pirate girl with the black hair.”
“Who?”
Just then Raven whacks the merchant with her sheathed sword. For some reason, she’s a pirate with black hair. The merchant collapses to the ground, and a battle ensues. We fight to a lifeboat, and Jack cuts the ropes, then we fall into the sea. We row away as the merchants shoot at us with their muskets. Raven strikes then with lightning, and laughs. Jack is extremely amused by this. We row into a fog.
“We have to get back to my ship, the Windy Whale.”
“Don’t you mean the Black Pearl?”
“Hmm.. No, the Windy Whale. But, Black Pearl does have a nice ring to it. Is that your ship?”
“No my ship’s name is Future’s Hope.”
“Well, how incredibly boring. But, this isn’t!”
He grabs Raven and kisses her, and keeps kissing her. I create a small fog spell to thicken the fog between us as I row.
I bump into a large wooden thing. “Ah, this must be it, the Windy Whale!”
Jack blows the fog away somehow. A cute blue ship is revealed. We teleport to the ship’s deck. Jack says we must make for a certain buried treasure right here on this- He feels for something, a map. He had it on the East India Company’s ship, but it’s gone now. “I know where it is, I have the map memorized in my head.” Jack commands his crew to make for the buried treasure.
Jack tells us he is looking for a certain magical device, called the Golden Monkey of Atlantis. It’s buried in a shipwreck off the coast of Bimini. We sail into shallow waters. It’s a clear sunny day. Jack says to drop anchor, here we are. We jump off the boat, and dive down. We find a treasure chest in a shipwreck, and hoist it on to the Windy Whale. Jack opens the treasure chest and finds a load of gold coins, but no Golden Monkey. He shouts, “They stole it, those creepy merchants!”
He tells us the Golden Monkey is an idol which gives the possessor an unknown power. But, he knows it’s something more, more than what the merchants know. Jack takes a swig of rum, and so do I. It makes me fall asleep, and I wake up on the Moon.

04/19/13

Healing Quest
I am in a wide green field completely surrounded by Templars. This is getting to be an old scenario which I am quickly growing tired of. I decide to completely ignore them this time and I open a portal to the moon. I go through the portal and slam it closed in their faces as some of them try to follow me. On the other side of the portal I find I am at the healing springs on the moon. Nomad is there with me, and Winter is relaxing in the water. I focus healing energy through Winter, and then more through Nomad. I stop and think for a minute… I remember saying I would try to heal a friend on Facebook who said she was getting the flu. That person, who I will refer to as SJ for her privacy, had chatted with me on Facebook and I agreed to help her by trying to heal her flu before it gets too bad. I wonder how I am even going to find her since I have only talked to her a couple times and have never met her. So I focus on the energy I felt when I was chatting with her on Facebook, focusing my natural ability to track and trusting it to find her. A portal takes a little time to open, but finally it does.

I go through the portal into a dark place, though it is just dark because it is night time. There is a woman there who looks familiar, she looks like the photo I have seen on Facebook, she is even dressed in the Assassin costume she has used for her profile picture. She looks at me and smiles, she gives me a hug and thanks me for coming here to help. I tell her it's really no problem, I would like to be able to use dream healing to help more people, one problem seems to be that a lot of people don't accept that it works. Part of it might be my own self doubt… so I focus healing energy through SJ, directing the energy to back up her own immune system in fighting off the flu virus that she has said is trying to make her sick. Golden energy flows through her as she is standing there. I tell her there is a place she might want to see, it also has a very relaxing and healing effect. I take her back through the portal to the healing springs. She looks around the area, seeming to like what she sees. Nomad wants to know who my friend is, he says she looks like a dreamer from our world. He asks if I met her on Dreamviews. I tell him I met her on Facebook. He gets out of the healing pools and says hello to SJ. Winter doesn't respond to our presence, she is still floating peacefully in the water. I slip back into the water, telling SJ it is very relaxing. I close my eyes and relax, letting the healing effects flow through me as I fall asleep in the dream and wake up in my waking life.
 
Wizard Glass
I am in a cave with some other people. I look around to see who is there. Roland is sitting near the mouth of the cave holding a box, there is an orb inside the box that is black and it seems to be glowing with black light.

I go over closer to Roland to see what he is doing. He is just sitting there gazing at an open door. The door appears to be set in nothing but air, and I see a moving picture through it. I see Eddie through the door, and I remember a time when Roland held the box open while Eddie went through the door to take care of some things. I wonder why I might be there, I have the idea things aren't as they were meant to be. I hear voices talking from the back of the cave, they are saying all sorts of negative things. My mother is telling me she is so very disappointed that I am a useless lump in life, saying I shouldn't still be dependent on her at my age… I remember the nature of the voices so I make an effort to tune them out. I go over to the entrance to the cave. I see some people approaching the cave on the path. They are limited as to how many can approach the cave due to the narrow and winding path that approaches, but there are quite a few of them. I think maybe I should have some backup, and the first person I think of related to the Dark Tower is MoSh. So I open a portal to find MoSh and one opens. There is a strange interaction between the portal I have opened and the strange door, lines of force flowing between the two gateways. MoSh comes through the portal. Some invisible force tries to pull him through the door, but as soon as my portal closes the force dissipates. I look back out at the approaching people, they look like Templars to me. I wonder what they are doing there. I figure whatever it is they want it can't be anything good. One of them approaches the cave entrance and sees MoSh and me there. He sees me right away but has not seen MoSh, since MoSh is off to the side and a bit closer to the door. He points a gun at me and says he is here for the orb, so step back while he takes it. MoSh doesn't give him a chance to try to shoot me, he shoots the Templar who has come to steal black 13. The others behind him respond by firing weapons at us, weapons that are far too advanced for the time period the Dark Tower takes place during. Automatic weapons, high caliber fire arms… someone throws a grenade in which I kick back out. It goes over the edge before it explodes. That was apparently not agreed on as I hear a lot of cursing after it explodes, someone calling someone else an idiot and saying that would destroy the thing they were after. So there is a shootout from the cave entrance, MoSh and I are able to pick off the Templar attackers as they approach.

The others take cover around a corner in the path and are out of reach. I look over at Roland, but he appears to be zoned out into another world, I wonder if he has even heard the gunfire. I figure black 13 is responsible for his current condition. MoSh and I make our way out of the cave to intercept the rest of the Templars before they can resume their approach. There is another shootout at the bend in the path, MoSh and I take out more of the Templars as they retreat back down the path, there is a lot of cursing from them. Roland is then near us, he picks off a couple more Templars that are trying to circle around below and shoot at us from there. Eddie is there now, too. The remaining Templars disappear through a portal at the base of the cliff. I wonder what there will be to keep them from returning and stealing the black 13 later when no one is there. Roland has apparently thought of the same thing, he says he would rather not have it that close, but they'll have to take black 13 back with them so they can keep an eye on them. He asks if MoSh and I know who those people were who were after the ball… I tell them they are trouble, and apparently they have decided to put themselves in our road. It is here that I wake up. 

Treasure Hunt
I am on a ship at sea with some other people. I see Nomad not too far away and I see Captain Jack Sparrow standing right beside me. He is pointing out over the ocean to a rocky looking island in the distance, it seems we are heading for the island. Jack says something about the lost treasure being there, in a wrecked ship among treacherous rocks.

Another pirate says only a crazy person would get close enough to attempt to claim the treasure said to be in the ship's hold. He laughs and returns to his duties. As we get closer I am able to see the treacherous rocks and the ship that is wrecked somehow in the middle of them. I wonder why they had been heading there in the first place. We get what seems like dangerously close to the rocks before Jack tells the crew to stop. We'll have to get closer in a smaller boat, which seems a bit dangerous, too. I decide I can swim it better. I jump off the ship before anyone can tell me to stop and dive into the water. I find I can hold my breath for quite a while, and I swim near the bottom side of the ship… which is actually the top of the deck… and I find hatches that lead to the cargo bay. I surface for a breath and go back under to the cargo hatches. It takes a bit of effort to open it but the hatch finally comes open. I swim inside and find there is a pocket of air trapped within the ship. There are crates and things lining the walls, many of them have fallen over and spilled random contents on the floor, which is actually the ceiling. The air smells stale. I see what looks like a loose plank in the side and I see it is a covered window. I open it up and a rush of fresh air flows into the room. I call to the others that I found a way into the cargo bay. Nomad and Jack join me in the ship's cargo hold and we start looking through the containers. I find a chest full of gold coins, that is the first sign of treasure I have found.

I tell the others I have found treasure. Jack looks at the gold but doesn't seem all that interested in it. He says that's not what we're looking for. He says go ahead and take what I can, but what he is looking for is a golden idol, a statue of a monkey that is said to have magical powers. A monkey statue? I start looking through other containers, I am not finding a monkey. We have soon searched all we can get to. I swim underwater to check out a few more containers that I can reach. I find more gold, but still no golden monkey idol. Jack says they must have already gotten it. I ask who. He doesn't seem to be paying any attention to me for the time being. He goes back outside the ship and gets in the boat to go back to the ship that brought us there. The ship, now that I see it from a distance, looks like the Black Pearl. It is a cool ship. We are heading back towards the ship when I wake up.

So I finally got the coal TOTM! Then I attempted the drawing one, but it didn't quite work. Anyway, HORRIBLE night sleep, ended up having to call in sick today. As such, when I was finally able to sleep when the house was empty and the dogs were quiet at last, it was about 8am.

I had a really super fast WILD. I wasn't trying for it, I just wanted sleep. But one quick round of really faint vibrations and I felt myself in my bed in a dream, all tangled up in blankets. I slowly tried to disentangle myself but woke up before I could finish. I went back to sleep and had a FA where I had gotten up and went down the hall, but it was the hall of some other building. And I remembered in that instant that I had JUST woken up from a short LD, so yay I was getting a second chance! I thought of the coal task right away, and continued down the hall. Fortunately it opened up into my livingroom. I knew that all I had to do was go into the backyard by the grill, and grab a piece of Kingsford coal from the bag. Only one obstacle: the sliding glass door. If I open doors or even phase through them in LDs, most time I get a scene change. SO I just quickly opened it, and sure enough, I ended up in a random room that doesn't exist. I saw a second door that went outside, so I imagined that my grill would be on the other side, and it worked! Only it looked more like a piano. I didn't see a bag of coal, so I opened the piano grill hoping to find a semi-used piece of coal inside. Nope, just piano keys. I imagined that o nthe other side of the grill would be a bag of kingsford coal, and sure enough, there was a bag of coal (the 365 brand from work, fine by me!). I grabbed the first piece which was stuck to another piece, so I separated them and kept the smaller of the 2. I held the coal in my left hand and covered it with my right, and stepped into the sunlight. I wanted to see my diamond sparkle in case it worked! I saw the sun illuminate my hands, and I thought to myself "how realistic this lucid light looks." I pressed my hands together as hard as I could, and I felt the coal disintegrate immediately. It almost felt like watery mud. I pressed very hard and imagined heat helping me out. I finally felt something hard like glass amidst all the mud, so I opened my hands and blammo! There was somewhat smoky colored diamond, cut into a big fat emerald cut. I took it in my right hand and held it up to the sunny sky to see it sparkle. When I did that, a giant image of the same diamond appeared in the sky, and even took on the smokiness. Once that happened, the diamond in my hand was no longer smokey. And it was suddenly princess cut. A big, sparkly, maybe 4 or 5 carrot diamond. Man I felt proud. I just held my diamond in the sunlight, looking at its giant smokey twin in the sky, thinking "yeah, that's enough for now," and woke up.

I went back to sleep and this time I was walking down the hall at work. What's with halls all the time? Oh well, give me time to walk and think and realize I'm dreaming lol. Anyway, again it hit me that I was just in bed, and I knew I had called in sick to work, so I shouldn't even be there. I bumped into my boss who said, "Well, since you're here you can go ahead and work your shift if you're feeling better." I just said, "Nah I've got other stuff to do," and I left. Now Chris was suddenly with me. I thought about the drawing task, and then I noticed something new: we were walking home, like we used to when we all lived in the apartment in Dallas. We were approaching the train station. Chris started taking off really fast, and it was starting to get dark. I panicked a little and called after him, telling him to wait up and not to run off, but he wouldn't stop. Then I just said, know what? fuck it, I'm doing the TOTM (HAH! +1). I attempted to draw with my finger on the side of the train station, when I remembered that my dream body had just come from work, and I always carry a pen and a sharpie in my pocket at work. I reached in my back pocket and found the pen! I was about to draw on the building, when I noticed to my right that there was a blank post-it note on the wall. Seriously? Is it my birthday? So I thought fast and drew a comet, with motion lines behind it, crashing onto earth. Then I looked up at the sky. It was dark now, and I could only see stars and a few wispy clouds. Then I saw a tiny illumination behind one of the clouds, and it got brighter and larger. Then something the size of a ping pong ball popped out from behind the cloud, and landed on the street in front of me, then bounced away. This happened a few more times, and each time the light behind the clouds was even more intense, suggesting that THIS time it would be a comet. Yeah right. When I finally got tired of watching ping pong balls, I just caught up with Chris and walked to the apartment. Danny had just come home from the grocery store, and was unloading groceries in the kitchen. He asked me to help him, and I started to. Then I said, "Nah, I may try the drawing task again," and left. I looked up at the sky, and there was a giant red Snoopy constellation in the night sky. I willed it to turn into a comet and crash into earth, but then I woke up.

Well poopananny then. But yay, a diamond!

Had a dream, kinda... Austin Powers style, I guess? But I don't remember much.

Then I was part of a group of spies who were trying to infiltrate an office. We got seen by someone there but they assumed I was a supervisor (I was one person and a group of people at the same time). Then their boss called a meeting and we were recognized as spies. And the boss turned out to be... Hitler. No kidding. I was going to try to kill him, but...

Then it shifted to a group of people trying to infiltrate a place, and they were trying to infiltrate a blood elf camp or something. I was subconsciously changing the buildings because they did not look blood elfy enough. There were several members, and one of them was kind of a ladies' man who was embarrassed that it got found out that he'd set up a date with a superior officer's daughter, who was somehow also Rarity from My Little Pony (yes... a pony).

After that, I was running out of some sort of office complex, only it was more like an industrial building, lots of concrete. I then fully realized that I was dreaming, but it was dark and rainy outside where I was. I looked at my hands, rubbed them together, tried running them along a concrete pillar... I wanted to do a scene change (I was trying to get to an Inn) so I tried to see a light in the distance, but then everything went black. I tried closing and opening my dream-eyes, but it was still black. I began flailing my arms around and every time I moved I heard a sound like the bell on a cat collar. Then I lapsed back into non-lucidity.

#165 - 4:50AM - WILD/DEILD/OBE

I briefly lost awareness during my WILD and a short scattered NLD. It seemed mostly like HI and random thoughts. Something about FA and the time being 5:20 something. I regain awareness and start to wake up.

I hold still for DEILD and feel a slight vibrations and then nothing. I don't feel like I'm in the dream yet so I focus on the back of my neck. Soon the vibrations feel strong and I transition out of bed.

I make my way in to the dinning room but its too dark. I turn around and notice the bedroom is brightly lit so I go back in. My goal this time was simple. Summon a lightsaber and destroy dream objects with it and generally have some fun. I reach to my left thigh and try to imagine a lightsaber in my hand. For some reason I feel the need to run in place a little and get in a baseball ready stance. When I bring my hand in front of me there is nothing but my empty hand making. I try to just go with it and imagine that its there and I just can see it yet. I turn it on and imagine the sound but nothing is really happening. The moment I decide to give up the dream collapses.

I felt myself bed in bed and thought I was awake. As I was trying to DEILD but I quickly realize that I was just in the void. I begin rubbing my hands together and the feeling was realistic but this time I could actually hear my hands loudly. I stop, lick them once, clap once really hard, note the sound, then rub my hands a little longer. I quickly feel like I am getting nowhere and feel like I can't move to transition so I do the next thing I could think of. I roll really hard and fast. It seems like when I do this I spin fast than light I get a brief visual of streaking light like I am going into warp. I stop when I see this hoping a dream would form. Instead I found my dream body teetering over the edge of the bed. For a second I wonder if its really happening but it feels too numb. I decide to take a leap of faith and allow myself to fall. Instead of crashing hard to the floor, I gently float down and softly land. I immediately try to get up but it feel like gravity suddenly got way too heavy. I struggle and push and brace myself on the wall until I am finally standing. I take one labored and unsteady step and then its like the weight lifted and I easily glide to the door.

I see or rather sense a light in the kitchen and head that way. I pause in the dinning area and consider stabilizing but I feel too impatient. I notice the living is way too dark but the light in the kitchen is actually a little brighter than real life. Everything looks in oder with no strange anomalies. I do notice that the back door is wide open and the storm door is closed. I considered lingering in the kitchen until this got a little more stable but I take the open door as an invitation to explore. I notice it looks really dark beyond the glass but there seems to be a few houses with porch lights on. I find this encouraging.

I open the door and poke my head out not wanting to venture too far in case I start to get sucked back in the void. I feel a cold breeze on my face and briefly wonder about the temperature of the bedroom. I let it go for now. The yard looks completely normal for the middle of the night with nothing strange. (It's dreams like these that make me believe OBE's are real.) I habitually look up at the night sky. I let out a whispered wow when I see how stunningly beautiful the stars are tonight. The sky was perfectly clear with no light pollution. Countless blue stars vividly cluttered up the night sky. It was all very breath taking. As I stared at them I begin to notice movement. Two of the stars became glowing eyes. There were two horse like beasts made of blue nebulae at a side view. One star for each eye. As they galloped together across the sky, I smiled to myself. I recognized this as one of my oldest and consistent dream signs. I suddenly got the idea to fly to a distant star Waggoner style. There were so many to choose from so I took a finger and pointed to one at random. As I began to focus on it, a noise completely distracts me.

I hear what sounds like something on plastic wheels (like a stroller) loudly coming down the dirt and gravel alley. It is too dark to see in that direction and I am really curious what's going on. I call out, "Is someone there?" In reply I hear a classic generic echoy robot voice say something indiscriminate. I'm a little frighten but curiosity pushes the fear away. I call out again, "Is that a robot?" No reply this time. "Helloooooooo?" I wait for a reply as I strain to see what is making that noise in the darkness. The dream fades and I wake up.

Well this is the first dream in my DJ which I'll tag with nightmare, though it doesn't qualify as a real nightmare since it didn't get me unnerved at all.

I was in my home (which of course looked totally different like always, the rooms were rather thin and long stretched), my girlfriend was present as well but barely participated at all. At some point I had a weird somewhat painful feeling in my mouth and then half of a tooth broke off. I was somewhat annoyed but didn't remotely react to the situation like one would in real life, at some point the half tooth in my hand suddenly was a row of 3 which stuck to each other as well as being half soft and crumbly (really weird consistence). Then the PSU of my PC started to smoke and I just calmly turned off the electricity, one ore 2 more minutes later I had a thought along the lines of "Well fuck all this, this is a dream anyway". (Yeah, even when I have something nightmarish I don't really care)

I don't really know if there was much of an intermission here, maybe just a few seconds maybe 2 minutes.

I thought that I wanted to have a lucid dream, I was sleeping before (definitely didn't open my eyes) but I've just been seeing some phosphenia, I focused on what I've seen and I tried to see grass and a simple green landscape. It was hard but I had success! What I've been seeing slowly morphed and I barely felt my body at all. After a minute or 2 I was in a forest and I turned into Ryuuko as much as I could, I didn't feel much from my new body but at least I had my wings, I used them for strengthened jumps to get up into the trees, but that's where my dream ends already. I lost awareness and woke up soon after.


Well this was my first real DEILD and my first success in really getting into a dream from a state of phosphenia. There's been at least one case before were I was very close already though.
I guess my first WILD may really draw close

I was going to give you some back story on Saja and Liam, but it seemed incredibly stupid when I typed it out. I often become Saja and almost every time I have a lucid dream I go looking for Liam.
Lucid
Non-Lucid
False Awakening

The layout of my house is huge. It also seems to share something of the more important houses I have lived

in. It is also, in part, Lowe's. I'm making my way down a wide hallway with cream-yellow walls and dark walnut trim and flooring. This part looks a little like my house in MA. I take a right at the end of the hall, the next one has a heavy dark walnut door with little lanterns on either side. I open the door and outside is the Lowe's parking lot. There are racks of flowers on either side, and then standing placidly between them is a team of horses hitched to a small wagon. It's a string of six. Well, I guess they're ponies. They are all paints, and only one of them is black and white, with black flecks all across his coat. I look at that one fondly. All the others are variations of chestnut and white.

I decide I want to ride one. I almost choose the last one in the train but he's tethered at the back of the others,

so I pass him by and walk to the less pretty first horse. This one is mostly chestnut and has very little white aside from a diamond marking and some white in his mane. The top of their heads are even with mine, making them fairly small.
I'm pleased by how small they are because I'm short, and I can climb onto his back without standing on something. I straddle the pony and grip his mane. He starts walking forward. The dream feels more vivid here, like before I was just on the edge of lucidity and now I've found it. I start experimenting with control, using my mind to change his path since I don't have any kind of reins. The parking lot is cold, there's some snow on the ground, and few cars. I lead the horse back toward the door and slide to the ground. I pat his neck. Something startles me, and I can't actually remember what. I run inside and slam the door, then take off down the hallway. Hoping that they didn't see me, and that if they did I'll be too far into the house for them to know where I've gone.

There's a lapse, I'm in the same building but this time it looks more like Lowe's. The aisle is also open

to the outdoors. A co-worker is talking to me. I stare at the wall behind him trying to figure out what's different about it. What's there that shouldn't be?

"....Did they put a bathroom here?" I ask, a little incredulous. This is one of my aisles after all.

"Why yes, it looks like they did." He says. I stare at the blue wall, which is just like the stalls in the bathroom. I can see the

seams now.

"There's no handle on the door, must not be finished."

Somehow I know this is the Women's stall, and there's a Men's room a couple aisles over. My co-worker wanders off outside and again I feel like I'm on the edge of lucidity, then pushing into it. It's a beautiful day out, and suddenly I wonder what the exterior of the building looks like. I run outside, feeling unnaturally fast. This section is actually a second floor, set higher than the main part of the building. The concrete is new and yellow-white. I run along, rushing past my co-worker who says something I can't remember. I fling the door open and run inside...

Another lapse and I'm in a hospital-like section. I'm here for tests? I think? I need to go to the bathroom

first. I walk down a long, wide hallway. It feels deserted. At the end is a bathroom. I can't figure out what's weird about it, despite the fact that there aren't stalls and there are just chairs by the sink. At first I think the chairs are toilets, until I sit down on one and realize it is, in fact, a chair. The cushion is yellow, wider at the front lip and more narrow by the back of the chair. I frown at it, I really need to go.
The room is kind of C or [ shaped. I go further inside, it's all white-pink tile with pale pink stalls. Finally!
The bottom of the stall panels are tall enough for me to duck under. I go into the first stall and am disgusted to see flecks of urine on the seat. I hear someone else come into the bathroom, and I'm suddenly embarrassed. Even as I'm doing it I wonder why. I duck under the wall and go into the next stall. And then into the next one. Which...puts me in a kind of mail room. It's dimly lit and there are bags as tall as my hips full of mail, with people rushing in and out. An old man with white hair is directing them.

"Trying to find the bathroom?" he asks.

"Yeah.."

Behind him I notice the wall is the side of a stall. He gestures to it. I smile and duck underneath. It puts me on the far side of a

string of stalls. When I turn the corner I'm walking with a tallish black girl, wearing a green t-shirt, her hair is pulled back into a fluffy bun. I feel a moment of vertigo. I hear myself say that I'm Saja and that 'd been looking for her everywhere. What had I just been doing? Something odd happens here, my vision doubles and I'm standing a couple feet from the black girl and a slightly taller willowy woman with long brown hair. I've separated from the woman, like I'd just been inside her. I can see the back of my head, the wavy black hair. I've become Saja.

"Hey!" I call after them. The girl in the green didn't hear me, but the other woman tenses and when I call

after her again she glances at me, whip quick. Then pretends I don't exist.

"Hey, I KNOW you!" I say. She looks extremely uncomfortable and leaves as quickly as she can without breaking into a run.

The girl in the green looks startled, and suddenly I become real to her. The woman had been pretending to be me.

"Who are you? What just happened?"
"I am Saja."
"Do you know her?"

"Yeah..." I say something I can't remember. I look up at her. I'm little next to her, she's almost a head taller than me.

We walk out of the bathroom, next to it is a kind of study with a long table. It's dim and cozy, dark red walls, a banked fire, bookshelves lining the walls.
"

Can you use magic?" She asks me curiously.

I smile a little, walking over the threshold behind the girl. "I am magic."
There are people gathered around the table. A male dc sitting across from us is trying to influence the dream by telling them all 'my' story.

"How do you know anything about her? Your family is broken, disgraceful. Thieves and murderers, all. Why, your father could

come in here right now and murder us all--slit our throats where we sit." I can feel the others start to believe him, but what's the benefit of being lucid if I can't change anything.

"That sure would be a trick, wouldn't it? Considering he's dead." The man is staring hard at me, and it takes me a minute to

realize that I'm lying. "I killed him myself, murdered the bastard in his sleep."
Another moment of vertigo, the man is smirking at me, like he wanted me to say all that. "No wait." I amend. "That isn't my story at all. You want to hear my story? All of it?" He rolls his eyes and leaves the table. The green t-shirt girl and a few others sit down. I remain standing.

"Have you ever heard of the Serpent?"

The all give me blank looks.

"Alright then, I'll tell you about It." I try to decide where to start. I try to tell them about Ru-em, the province I'm from in

the Midlands, and how our culture developed, how we learned to plant and harvest. Then I shake my head, trying to clear it. That's not where I want to start. "There is a creature, on the edge of existence. It moves from world to world, consuming all in its path." Someone rolls their eyes at me, bored. The girl in the green t-shirt is rapt.

"It's massive, as big as the sky." I can see it, the purple-black scar against a clear blue sky. How the world shook. "Ancient.

It crashed through our reality and into the earth, and down into the Spirit of our world. Which it would eat until nothing remained."
I move around the table, to a smaller one in the corner. The girl and a couple others follow me. I sit down and they take the seats across the table. There's a small spiral notebook.

"It wasn't really serpent-like." I pick up a pen and begin to draw. "More...like a--" I think a slug, but decide not to say that out

loud. "Like a whale and a manta-ray and--"

"And a worm?"
"Kind of like that, yes."

She stares down at my small drawing, the ridges by the tail fin. "It looks scary."

"It is." I pause, thinking that no one wants that horror to visit their door. I look down at the paper and decide I want to write

something down. I open a pen and write "Saja is magic."
It's clearly legible, actual words. The ink is a little thin, but I can't have everything.
I tug at the cap of a marker and worry for a second that this effort is going to wake me up. The dream wavers as I pull off the cap and settles again when I set marker tip to paper.
"Liam is alive." Instead of black, the words come out pale translucent green. The tip has split so the letters, while I know what they are, blur together.
I try to write it again, but the tip is still messed up. I stare at the notebook and smile. What am I doing here, playing these little games? I could be off looking for Liam. I leave the table and then the room, when I reach the hall I start to call out for him.

"Liam! Liiiiiaaaam? Are you here?" I call out several variations and my eyes are drawn to a window. For some reason the blinds

are on the outside. 1" aluminum blinds. I see blue eyes and then a smile through the slats. My heart pounds with excitement. It's never been so easy to find him! The man opens the window and I rush to meet him. I pull up short as he's trying to dip inside. It's not Liam. Not even close.
He's scrawny, medium-height, with gray-brown hair and sharp blue eyes. His teeth are crooked and yellow, he's dressed all in black. Skull-cap, jacket, jeans. All black. I frown at him.

"Who are you? Where's Liam?"
"What d'ya mean 'where's Liam', Liam's dead."
Panic grips me for a second but I refuse to believe him. "You're lying, he can't be dead. I would know."
"Wooould you?" He has an accent, faintly Scottish. "From all the way over here?"
"I would."
"I don't know what to tell you, swee-heart. He's definitely dead. Been dead a long time."
"Stop saying that!" I yell, twisting my hand into a fist in his jacket. "He isn't dead!"
"Suit yerself. Don't say I didn't warn ye." He laughs at me, I hate how amused he is at my expense.

I'm in my bed. I can hear talking in the other room, thinking my boyfriend is watching something on his computer. I get up, decide to ask him if he wants something to eat. The voices get a little louder and I distinctly remember hearing them on the episode of Revenge I watched before laying down. I approach his door, which is cracked open. I wonder if he's watching Revenge, something he never watches. I go inside. His bed doesn't look right, it's all gold and red. There's a woman wearing blue striped shorts and a white tank top curled up along his legs near the foot of the bed.
What? I frown at the form huddled under the blankets. He turns restlessly and it's not my boyfriend at all.

"God damn it, I'm still dreaming." I say, surprised. The man blinks awake and startles into a sitting position.
"What are you doing in here?"

Before he can even finish the sentence I glance to the wall behind me. It has a wide window, I recognize it as one of the rooms from the building. I grin and run to it, open it and shove the screen out. I throw myself out and land in the hallway down below.

I land at the foot of a concrete staircase. At the top is a door with a sign above it saying who is broadcasting inside and has radio station numbers.
I can hear them through a speaker by the door. "Just like Jack and Ron except, me, obviously like Jack, doesn't have a problem clearing the saliva from my throat." It makes his voice sound less thick. A man comes outside and notices me listening, he tips his hat to me but my eyes kind of slide around him. He's tall, wearing a black ball cap a dark green t-shirt and black knee length shorts.
A tv screen on the wall at the top of the stairs flickers to life. It features a short blonde woman who looks vaguely like Amanda Bynes, wearing a bring pink uniform and hat, standing under a spotlight in a black room. She is trying to act out their radio show and is getting mixed reactions.
I frown, what am I doing? I was looking for Liam. I find I'm standing in front of the tv, I head back down the stairs. The hall there ends in a glass door with a metal bar across the middle. I push it open and rush outside, calling for him. The dream feels brittle, like it's about to fall apart. The walls are...papery. Thin. A man on a motorcycle rushes past me and stops. He flips up the visor and for a second he looks exactly like Liam. I rush to him and him to me. He pulls of the helmet. The closer he gets the less he looks like Liam. It takes me a second to realize it though.

"Are you him?" I ask.

He looks puzzled. My heart sinks a little when I realize he's a stranger. "No, you're not, are you."
He smiles apologetically.
Wouldn't he be here if he were alive? Maybe he really is dead. The man from earlier moves up beside me.

"I told ya."
"Stop it." I snap.
"Tried to warn ya." He says. The buildings to either side of me are beginning to break apart, like sand in the wind.

I realize I am close to waking and I try to focus to hold it together a little longer.I ignore him. Even from here I can see muddy black waves crash through a line of structures, tearing them to shreds and beginning to flood the parking lot from 3 sides. I stand and observe.

"What do you think will happen if I let it have me?" I ask, I feel a little hopeless and wrung out. What's the point of anything if

Liam is dead?

"Likely you'll die."

I stare at the water. It's consuming the building closest to me.

"Here, step on that." The man shuffles a large thin piece of blue foam board at me. "Fat lot of good it'll do you."

He then escapes back the way we came. The water lifts the foam board, it starts to float away under a black truck. I step onto the corner, and it rises with the water. Water takes the path behind me, it's too late to run now. The board won't last me long, there's no way it can stand up to the raging water. Cool air blows the hair back from my face. The board is swept from under me and I remain in the air. I flap my arms like a bird and rise above the water, deciding I'm not quite ready to die. People beside the front of the Lowe's/Hospital/House are pointing up at me in awe. The water is receding, leaking away from the parking lot. I see a small group beside what looks like a...firetruck shaped like a four wheeler. I direct myself toward it, the police officer there is tall and fair skinned. He has bright blue eyes and I can see a little red under his hat. He holds his hand out to receive me as I alight on the top of the ladder extending from the top of the four wheeler. He helps me down. The top of my head barely reaches his shoulder. He looks strikingly like Liam but I know it isn't him, this man is only an echo. He knows exactly who I am though.

"You look just like him, you know."

He takes it as a compliment and smiles a little. "Thank you."
The police officer/Liam Echo turns away from me and speaks to the small group of survivors.

"Let's head inside where they are waiting to treat any injuries." He touches the brim of his hat when he glances at me, and then

his eyes rest on a legless woman in a wheel-chair with an IV drip. He says it's a miracle she survived. Given her health problems, the quality of her existence, I wonder if it might not be kinder if she had died. I'm not mean enough to say it though. He leads them inside, there's an emergency room bay just over the threshold.
Beside the door is a table. I walk to it. I notice there's an egg sitting in the middle of it. I pick it up and it slips from my hand, cracking against the table. It makes a noise like breaking, like it's boiled, but when I shake it I can hear the yolk. I test it between my hands and cracks spider out from the palms of my hands.
Now I'm curious. I throw it at the ground and the shell breaks away, but the yolk remains egg-shaped. Tough but still obviously a liquid. I begin to laugh, the revelation hitting me like a stone. I'm extremely delighted.
Of course, this is the message my subconscious wanted to send. Though the egg looked fragile, it could never actually have been broken.
I pick up the yolk, thinking to show the police officer. He seemed like he would enjoy a neat epiphany like this.

"Hey! Check this out!" He turns to face me and I throw the yolk. He isn't expecting it so he misses entirely and it breaks in

the most awkward spot. The crotch of his pants.

"Oh...I am so sorry! I just....wanted...to show you the egg!" I start laughing again, he looks a little amused and bewildered

and embarrassed. I leave, my last view of him is him trying to brush away the yolk. I decide it's time to wake up.

04/18/13

Ambush I
I am in a green field, I am completely surrounded by Templars. I don't really want to take a lot of time on these Templars. I tell the nearest Templar that I am about to drop an Immortal Fire in case they would prefer to leave before that happens. No one responds by leaving, instead it looks like they are about to attack me. A strange energy seems to be radiating off of them. I use the Immortal Fire spell and create an explosion of fire that expands out from me… Before the fire has even faded I open a portal to the moon, heading for the balancing pools. I go through the portal and into the pool. Nomad is already there with Winter, and he seems to be trying to heal her. I focus healing energy through Winter and also through Nomad, I figure to get rid of the remaining sores on his foot. I am still focused on the healing when a dark shadow passes over the healing springs. I look up and see there are huge winged creatures in the sky over us. They look like giant bats or wraith horses, and each one has a Templar riding it.

They are in the biodome? They dive down and are attacking everything in sight. They are dropping energy bombs. The bombs are exploding and spreading dark energy all over the place. I use another Immortal Fire that creates only light energy, I don't want to cause any more destruction than the Templars are already causing. A blast of light energy extends out from me and incinerates the Templars, along with the dark energy bombs they are dropping. I get on Stardust, a winged unicorn with flaming mane and tail.

I ride into the sky and survey the area around the biodome. There are Templars attacking everywhere. There are Templars attacking over a city down below. The city is around a large temple. Nomad has followed me into the air and immediately attacks the Templars. I use the song Battery and strike a number of Templars with lightning. I fly down over the city and see there are all different races living in the city, all of them being attacked by Templars. I wonder what it is the Templars are after… I activate another Immortal Fire, and create another explosion of light energy. The light energy is destroying all of the wraith Templars it hits. I land in the city down below, feeling a little drained now, maybe too many Immortal Fires at once? I see Nomad blowing on what looks like the Horn of Eld from the Dark Tower series. Shortly after that I notice there are many others in the fight now, many of whom I don't even recognize, but they seem to be fighting against the Templars. The fight is still going on when I am unable to avoid waking up.
 
Undercover
I am with some other people just outside a town. I see some people sneaking into the town. The people disappearing into the town are Templars. The Templars are disguised as civilians. I am there with Nomad and Altaïr, I notice they are disguised as the Templars are. I am in the same disguise. We enter into the town. Q appears and says the Templars are aiming to plant dark energy bombs in various parts of the city, he isn't sure if the goal is to gain control or just to destroy everything, but it has to be stopped. So we split up and head into the city, looking for the Templars or the bombs they have left. Nomad and I are near the castle in the center of the town when we spot a couple of Templars leaving a bomb. We each take out a Templar with our hidden blades. Another Templar says something about a traitor, but doesn't get a chance to sound the alarm before Altaïr silences him. I hear someone calling for help from inside the castle. We all go in and follow some stairways down into a dungeon where there are several Templar wraiths torturing an orc.

We still look like Templars, so they take no notice of us. We easily get close enough to covertly cut the bonds holding the orc back. The orc grabs an axe from a surprised Templar and cuts him down with it. I take out a Templar right beside me using my hidden blade. At first they seem to think there are traitors among them, but it doesn't take them long to realize they have been infiltrated by Assassins. Nomad is throwing Templars through portals, he says something about them respawning if they are killed. I use Through the Never to open a vortex portal to somewhere around Pluto, and it pulls a pair of Templars through it. It will take them a bit of time to get back from Pluto, I figure. I then wonder if they won't just open a portal and come right back… The orc we freed has no ideas of sending Templars anywhere except the grave. He is about to attack me when I transform back to my Assassin form and he stops quickly, realizing I am not an enemy. I return to the surface and scan the area using Eagle Vision to see if I can find the remaining Templar infiltrators. I see the trails they have left, though it is not that easy to follow. I am not sure which way they went in! I follow a path to a bomb, which I send through a portal to a void between worlds where it won't hurt anyone. I get attacked by what looks like a random civilian, but is actually a Templar. I see him coming since he is glowing red, I see him in time to dodge his attack and counter with one of my own, forming Witchblade into a sword which he practically impales himself on. I see other people who look like Assassins searching the area for any more bombs. I wonder how many Templars got into the town. I never have a chance to find out before I wake. 

Ambush II
I am in a hotel room, it looks weird there, sort of like a dream. Maybe it is a dream. I pinch my nose and find I can still breathe, so I know I am dreaming. I hear a lot of cursing from nowhere at all. I recognize the voice of the person cursing as Susanna Dean from the Dark Tower books. I am not sure how I recognize her voice, but there is no doubt in my mind that is who it is. She is getting angry at her alter, Mia, for setting Eddie and Roland up to be killed. I remember the scene in the book that this is referring to. I talk to Susanna telepathically. I tell her that no matter how many hired goons have been set on Eddie and Roland, it won't be enough. Mia asks who the fuck I am, she says she didn't know before and wants to know now. I tell her to be glad I don't want to alter the story enough to kick her sorry ass right out of there, and send her chap along with her. She says I couldn't do it, but she doesn't sound too certain of that. I have to get to Eddie and Roland. I focus on opening a portal to find them, and it opens, so I go through. I am near what looks like a truck stop called the Dixie Pig. As soon as I appear there someone starts shooting at me, so I hit the dirt. As I am there on the ground I see I am not alone. Eddie and Roland are both there, Roland is looking at me strangely and Eddie looks a bit disoriented.

We are being shot at. It is the small army sent by Enrico Balazar to intercept Roland and Eddie. Roland asks where my friend is. I focus on a portal to find MoSh. The portal opens and MoSh comes through, hitting the dirt as he is also being shot at. Eddie seems to be coming around, and we all start returning fire. I shoot a couple hired goons that are closing in on us from beyond several parked cars, behind which the remaining people take cover. Not all of them make it, however, Roland shoots three, Eddie shoots two, and MoSh shoots two. There are at least five more hidden behind the vehicles. I see someone else coming onto the scene. Nomad is riding what looks like a saber tooth tiger and shooting with a couple revolvers. He flushes the five goons behind the car into the open and shoots a couple of them, the others are left open to being shot by Roland, Eddie, MoSh. We make our way to the gas station area of the truck stop as more hired goons close in on us. An 18 wheeler comes barreling out of control and crashes between us and what looks like a couple dozen more hired goons. Roland wants to go out the back, there are three customers in the place that are staring wide eyed at us. Roland tells them all to get down, but only one of them does it. A couple older women get shot and collapse to the ground. Eddie recognizes one of the enemies and refers to him as old double ugly. Double ugly seems to recognize Eddie, and hesitates much long and gets blown away by Eddie. I notice for the first time Eddie has been shot in the leg. Some hired goons are coming around each side of the truck stop, and some are coming through as we get out the back. None of them get very far before we cut them down. John, the customer that is still alive, says he has a way to make an exit but we need a distraction. Roland shoots one of the fuel tanks and starts a leak. John throws a lighter to it and it bursts into flames. We all head down a path behind the truck stop as the gas pumps burst into flames. We haven't gotten far out of the way before there is a huge explosion behind us.

It looks like it must have taken out quite a few of the goons with it, I wonder if any of them managed to get away. We all pile on a boat and head out across a lake to put distance between us and any remaining goons. Roland, Eddie, and John talk a bit but I don't pay a lot of attention. We get to the other side of the lake and enter a boat house. I tell them I can do some healing. Eddie looks a bit confused, Roland looks at his right hand, flexing all five of the fingers there. He tells Eddie I can do it, but hurry. I find the bullet wound in Eddie's leg and focus healing energy through it. The wound begins healing and quickly closes up. I also heal a bullet wound in Eddie's arm and a bump on his head. I look over at Roland, but he says he is fine. I grab his arm anyway and focus healing energy through him, I remember he was having some trouble with arthritis… which I am sure I can't cure, but I think it should help some anyway. And I have even less time than they do, I feel I am about to wake up. As I focus healing energy through Roland everything around me fades and I wake up.

4/17/2013

Dream Journal
WakingNomad AKA Keola Pirata

I leap out of bed with a roar, a black werelion with a necklace of skulls around my neck, wielding an adamantium spear. Templars in the sky riding Pegasi are raining down flaming spears at us. I cast a force field of protection over Winter Fae and I. I fly like a rocket into the center of the Pegasi squadron. “YE THINK YE BE ANGELS, DO YE, MY TEMPLAR BROTHERS? THEN, I WILL SHOW YOU THE FACE OF A DEIMON!” I scream, and demonize. Demon eyes grow and pop open in my forehead. A small black hole appears in my chest. A portal opens, and a bear-boar with six legs, eight eyes, and a snake tail leaps out. I mount my steed, and my spear comes to life. The spear’s head sprouts eyes and a mouth and screams: BLOOOOOOD! Writhing in the air like a sea snake swimming in the depths. Two more small portals open, and a pair of tiny dragons land on my shoulders.
The Templars fly together, and say, “Form of: BAPHOMET” and all together become one giant goat headed woman breasted goat legged disgusting god. Then they say: MASK OF: MICHAEL, and wear a costume to disguise themselves as the archangel , Michael.
“I must admit, fighting Michael the archangel him would be quite the challenge, but not so a foe as you parasites are no match for REX CURSON!”
I roar and clap my hands together, and there is a peal of thunder, then the Baphomet egregore is struck by lightning. The metal in the armor begins to melt and catch fire. The Templars scream in agony. “Zasaz Zasaz Nasatana Zasaz!”
“Hail Satan, Lord of Fire
May your flames rise ever higher!
Hail Pan, God of Nature,
Bless the Beast, Imbue the Creature!
Hail Gawn, Lord of Dreams,
Nothing is, as it seems!”
A portal opens, and Raven flies out, riding a giant raven. Cool! She’s wearing all black, but in her assassin gear.
She throws bolts of dark energy from a staff she has. She tells me the staff is called the Darkstaff, and its sentient like my symbiote. She told me Washu gave it to her.
Interesting. We can probably take these Templars ourselves, but I blow the Conch of Pan because it just feels so good. The blast reverberates through my demon skull, and I grin as portals open from everywhere in the universe, and Gawn, the Dream Warrior Master appears with an army of elite Dream Warriors Corps. They are so varied and strange looking. I wonder what their physical bodies look like. I see centaurs, and octopus like things, and people that look like rocks, and others like blobs. We simultaneously attack the Baphomet egregore. Bolts of energy, bullets, rockets, arrows, and spears fly at the Baphomet. The egregore breaks apart, and becomes a group of Templars riding Pegasi again. “For Michael!” They shout and charge us. Gawn charges the nearest one shouting, “I AM SURE YOU DO NOT SERVE MICHAEL!”
Then he lightly shoulder bumps the Pegasus, and horse and rider go flying back into a portal. He blows the other ones, and they start flying back, back into portals he casts behind them. The battle is suddenly over.
“Why don’t you kill them?” I ask Gawn.
“They’d just respawn, and we’d have to fight them five seconds later.”
“So, you send them into other dimensions alive, instead.”
“Yes, and it disheartens them when they end up in dimensions with no other Templars, so they become weak because of their big egos.”
“Funny. So where did you send them.”
“Hippie communes, mostly. Another one I sent to be a lighthouse keeper. So, you want to come check out the Dream Warrior Planet, now?”
“Yes, Father, but our aid is requested on the Moon. The Templars are attacking the Dreamhackers Moon Base.”
“Those crazy Russian orks. Good Fighters.”
“Right. But, I suspect the Moon orks are being infiltrated by Templar orks.”
“So, you want to infiltrate the infiltrators, while I cause a big ruckus on the outside?”
Raven smiles at the idea. “Yes, Father.” Raven opens a portal to the Moon Orks Castle on the Moon. We are standing on a hill watching a huge battle of Templars on pegasi with swords and lances versus orcs on giant beetles with axes and speas. It’s so epic, we forget our mission for a second. Raven taps my head. “Hey, Nomad, the mission!” Pardon me, I forgot the mission for a second. We morph into Templar Orcs, then put on Moon Ork disguises. We look at each other and giggle. We teleport right outside the castle, then run through a battle near a castle archway. We hear the voice of the Moon Ork King crying for help down below. We run down flights of stairs to a dungeon, and we see the Moon Ork King being tortured by Dark Templar Orks. “Ha! You see, we have him!”
“NO YOU DON’T!” shouts a voice like a thousand bears from above. The Moon Ork King runs down the stairs with a giant axe. The ork being tortured transforms into a Templar ork, his true self. Raven and take off our Moon Ork costumes, and reveal our Templar ork shapes. We take the left and right guard of the Templar Orks running at the Moon Ork King. Right as the Moon Ork King takes his first axe swing, we turn on the Templars, and thrust two sword length hidden blades into them, killing eight or nine. “Traitors!” They shout. We turn into our Assassin forms. “Assassins! We laugh, as we teleport behind them, and assassinate any Templars that the Moon Ork King’s axe misses. Cheering is heard. The remaining Templars make portals and boogie on out.
We throw a huge party with the Moon Orks on the Moon outside their castle. There are trees growing in grey rock. Interesting. I take a sip of wine, and everything fades to black.

This was a a very vivid, pleasant lucid dream. My Task of the Month attempt didn't succeed, but it was a beautiful experience nonetheless. Also, this is the third time that my dad's DC has hinted to me that I'm dreaming and finally I listened!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #86: Rock Candy

I'm standing at the door of a lakehouse with Dad, recounting an extraordinarily vivid dream from earlier in the night. I lean against the doorframe, looking out over the water. "I can't believe how much of this stuff you remember," he says. "And then that whole 'vivid dreaming' thing you do."

"Yeah," I respond. "It's actually called 'lucid dreaming'." It hits me that this is all a dream. I step outside to a wooden walkway, leap over the railing and take flight over the lake. "I'm dreaming right now!" I shout over my shoulder.

"That's amazing," I hear him say as I cruise away over the lake. I pass through a cypress canopy and get high enough to survey the lake. The lake stretches as far as I can see, its surface criss-crossed by dirt paths that are decorated with beautiful marble archways.

I land on one of these paths and walk along for a while, enjoying the serenity of the moment. I pass a bulbous, bright blue flower that's the size of a basketball. Its petals ripple gently in the sun and give off a glow that looks like a bloom effect you'd find in a video game. Just before I come to a marble archway, I find a pile of rocks and think of the Task of the Month (find a piece of coal and change it into a diamond.)

I dig through the rock pile, hunting for coal. The closest thing that I can find is a black, rectangular hunk of glassy, volcanic-looking rock. It looks too crystalline so I get the bright idea of crushing it into coal by popping it in my mouth and chewing it up. I bite a hunk of the rock off and begin to chew. The taste is amazing! It's like a homemade raisin bar with just a hint of chocolate. I'm immediately reminded of the goodies Mom would bake when I was a kid.

I wander the paths for a long while, contentedly passing under the shadows of archways, walking by strange, brightly glowing plants, and happily biting off pieces of this delicious black rock. I feel immensely pleased with what I've created for myself and unmotivated to change anything.

Eventually my path takes me to an ancient-looking stone wall. Oddly, there is a working escalator alongside the wall, and I board it, curious where it leads. As I ride up, I pass many people that I know, most memorably my friend DX (who I recently saw for the first time in over a year.) His short hair has been replaced by an enormous ball afro. We swap greetings, but the escalator quickly moves us past one another.

At the top of the escalator, I remember Task of the Month and spit out a bit of the black rock to see if it's coal-like enough to work. Unfortunately, it's more like slightly sticky, finely-chewed glass. I look back at the escalator and see Fedora, a guy that I used to know in college but was never friends with. I say, "Fedora, go ahead and give me that piece of coal you have." It works! Fedora hands me a perfect lump of coal and I get to work on squeezing it. It's becoming smaller and smaller, and I feel like a tiny diamond is beginning to form. Fedora demands that I give him the diamond when I'm finished since it's "his". I'm about to tell him that this is fine when the dream gets really unstable.

I prepare to DEILD, and it goes black. I'm very aware of my body now, almost awake. I release all awareness of my body and try to let the dream take me under. Apparently I let my self-awareness go too, because I'm shortly back in the dream, but no longer lucid.

I'm standing about twenty feet from the escalator talking with my friend The Schwartz and another person that I can no longer recall. "So what went wrong?" asks The Schwartz. I walk them through the last portion of the dream in detail. As I'm describing what happened, I see an attractive stranger in her early 20s eyeing me. She smiles and waves me over. Excited, I begin walking toward her but suddenly feel super guilty. I remember that I'm married and feel like a dirtbag. Then I remember that I'm dreaming and feel awesome again. The stranger smiles and turns away, an older guy (her boyfriend?) draping his arm over her shoulder and walking away with her. I start thinking about Task of the Month again, but the dream fades...

I had little time to sleep this night and I made it worse by getting overexcited about TOTM so I couldn’t fall asleep. Managed to have a mini-WILD when doing WBTB; instead of turning the alarm clock off as planned for today, I had on this occasion unintentionally pressed the snooze button, which interrupted me while trying to DEILD back.

Fragment1: OK, I wrote three key words in my notepad and made some drawing. I can’t read what I have written! One thing I do remember reminding myself during the restroom visit was that some parts of TOTM were there. But it wasn’t lucid, that’s for sure.

Dream2: I am kind of in front of grandma’s place, but not exactly. I’m watching some kids playing, they are very young and I wonder how their parents could have left them alone there. They are climbing a tree, two of them fall, start to cry. I go there to see what I can do. I get worried that parents will arrive and think I have done something to the kids. I see a pinkish flash of lightening and hear the thunder. I decide to get in the building. I was expecting to see some dog on the stairs, and there were four. One unidentified breed, one Dalmatian, two white terriers. The terriers were absolutely friendly and happy, jumping on their owner. I thought again how emotional dogs can be.

Dream3: I am back to some woman with whom I talked some dream fragments ago. This time I am with my boyfriend and we are looking at some items she is selling. My boyfriend selects a metal monopoly type of toy with Lincoln and a cylinder hat. I tell the woman that was exactly the piece she recommended a while ago. She gets very worried, it seems that her gift is working again, she has some psychic powers obviously and doesn’t want people to know. I think of telling her to just ignore people if they come with unreasonable requests, but she doesn’t want to listen.

Fragment4: Made some kind of cake, the size of a large baking tray, and I remember eating almost all of it. Left only one piece of it for my mom.

Fragment5: In a bus, the inspector comes to check our tickets, I tell her that I will not show her mine, because I can’t hold my poo anymore? I nevertheless decide to show her the ticket.

WBTB alarm. I try to shake myself more awake, restroom [did not poo!], back to bed, concentrating on mantra. This time it was the perfect combo of sleepiness and mantra. I fell asleep, and transitioned in the dream.

Dream6 [mini WILD]: A short moment of darkness, then I find myself staring at my hands. I am a bit surprised at myself, but anyways satisfied to have made it. I am in our old neighbourhood all by myself, so no distractions, I am also calm. I concentrate on holding the dream, as I usually do in my DILDs. I may have mumbled a few things, for I remember some vibrations resonating in the air? I feel that the dream is slipping away, so I try chanting Om to stabilize it [I was in the middle of the street nothing nearby]. I notice the sound resonating better this time, but it doesn’t help the dream. One moment I feel my dream body, and then this is happening with a tremendous speed, I cannot feel it anymore and find myself floating in the void. No! I try desperately to hold on to something with my mind, and DEILD back. At that very moment the snooze alarm sounds and wakes me up. What? I didn’t put snooze this time. I must have hit the wrong button 9 mins ago. [snooze usually works great with DILDs for me; also almost in most DILDs snooze or regular ones, I don’t get driven out of the dream so fast, so I take it is the WILD to blame? Will monitor this in the future]

After that, I make sure I turn off the snooze and set for 30 mins later- final wake. I go back to sleep almost immediately, some dreams may have started I don’t remember. I wake 10 mins later rather stressed that the sleep time will be over soon and I won’t be able to lucid. Then I remember I just had a lucid and become angry at the alarm clock. I can’t fall asleep anymore and there is no point either so I go to DJ.

17.04.2013

Subway Train with Ada and Gave up on Akashic Records (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a train within a subway, and I started to feel that this train was similar to the video game of Half-Life 2, except it was wider than usual, maybe 20-25 feet in width.

I know this is all a dream, and Ada is to the left of me, I decided to take my time to focus on my dream body a bit and absorb the contents of the dream visually. Something in my mind is making me feel very irritated, but I can't really pick out what exactly. I'm holding on to a metal pole within the train as the train slowly moves, making slight rumbles, and I can almost feel the acceleration surging inside of my feet.

I feel so weird, it's so hard to describe my overall mood. It was mostly combined with creating this dream through sheer will and focus that probably made me feel a bit exhausted. I had another intention to just go back to the Castle like scenario in my last dream with Ada, but decided to just stick with this dream environment for fun. The train stops, and I try to calm down a bit, and the right door of the train slides open.

Ada comes out of the train, and I follow her, and I ask her where we're going.

"To find your Akashic Records."

I felt kind of annoyed by this, but since I didn't have anything else to think about (definitely need to start planning this a bit more), I decided to just go with the flow, since I'm just focusing on getting her more vocal anyway. We have to go down about three steps, and the subway train ends up in an open-environment.

There's still a Half-Life 2 vibe in the dream, especially at the new train station we're at, except there were some sections that had red light that you would see in a Darkroom for photography. It felt a little suspicious, and I was beginning to speculate on whether or not this was just going to be an ego trip rather than the presumed "ethereal" experience of getting of the Records.


Ada starts to tell me,

"Just remember that this is all within the confines of your mind. This whole experience is just to make things easier for you to recall should you actually get to the contents of the Records."

I felt like she's just repeating all sorts of things that I read about the Records, but I still paid attention to her.

"Whatever you get out of it depends on the situation you're in now, and based from that, there's patterns and predictions made from behavioral habits and other factors."

I was going to ask her if that makes life deterministic, but I already knew the answer to that, and kept the naive question to myself. We're finally at the base of the train station, and there's black wired fences in cubed sections protection small random areas here.

To the left of us, there's a pod about 20-30 feet or so, and the red light is very strong glowing and having its light reflected in a blurry effect. The wired fence door is opened in order to step into the area where the pod is in.

Ada takes the first step again and I follow her, and we slowly reached to the pod and it opens. I let her go in first, and then I go in as well. The interior of this pod consisted of several hues of light and sky blue, it was easy on my dream eyes compared to the red light from the exterior.

I tried not to go too much on analyzing why the red light was there in the first place, and now the perspective shifts to where I'm a spectator now looking down on my dream body. I noticed that I'm wearing a white dress shirt with a khaki dress suit and pants along with light brown lace-less shows. I have my collar slightly out of order and have a few buttons unbuttoned as well.

I felt a bit more calm now being inside of this elevator, and Ada is wearing the default costume from Resident Evil 6 as well, at least for a while. I never really focused too much on what she's wearing, it felt like she was wearing a dress and was in her other form rather than the video game form. So I'm going to assume that she alternates between having short hair and long hair.

The elevator feels futuristic, but that could be due to the fact that there's still a Half-Life 2 vibe from this whole dream. The elevator was very rounded and cylindrical, and some parts of the Plexiglas were really transparent and had this weird but unique blend of other Plexiglases layering on top of each other.

The elevator goes down, and Ada is smiling for some reason, she's really happy, and I have a neutral expression on my face as I continued to look at both of us in spectator mode. The dream transitions to where we're not in this short but vividly detailed environment with video game layered grass (the type that's usually flat but with some detail). The picture below is kind of how it looked like, except the environment was brighter than that.

I slowly stepped into this environment with Ada, and this reminded me of the last time I had a dream related to what seemed like me on my way to my Akashic Records or something with Eva last year. Before I came to full realization of this, music started playing in the background that was similar to the Lake Hylia from The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.





At first, it was very hard to identify the name of the music despite it's really relaxing tune. At first I thought it was music from a Sonic game, then I eliminate that absurd thought out of my mind, and I started to contemplate on a few more games that might match this kind of music. Eventually, I gave up and decided to slightly lower down the music at will since I didn't want it to distract me too much.


Ada asks me, "Do you remember this area? Remember the barrier that was here?"

"Yeah..."


It felt kind of awkward on how this was a similar waterfall cave (without the waterfall) from the dream I had a long time ago. It's almost as if she read my mind (well, that's no surprise since this is really all within the confines of my mind anyway) and she responds,

"The environment is exactly the same because it's the only thing we can go by based on your previous experience." I started to map out where to go next without making another step, and after maybe 5-10 seconds, I came back to focus on the green environment. I think we went through the invisible barrier, or maybe there wasn't a barrier there at all.

We go inside the empty waterfall cave and get into the darker regions that would lead to a set of stair steps leading to a very dull and blurry hue of light emitting diagonally down towards us. We're finally at the library, the same library like before, and there's papers scattered all about on the tables. So the environment went from a train station, to an elevator, to a waterfall cave and the outside regions of vivid grass, moss, etc., to a library that had hues of brown and maybe a mix of orange-brown here and there as well.

There wasn't anyone there compared to the guards like last time, and I felt that there was definitely a huge difference in experience than before. It reminded me of how Ada told me in the last dream yesterday that I kept thinking my mind was a trickster, which would make most of my dreams "guarded," and anything related to me having to rise up to a challenge or test.

It feels very empty in here, and I started to become more interested in Ada's existence in this dream because I had a hunch that this floor would be most basic and generic of all types of information within my mind that's scattered about and not taken too seriously. Maybe things that I didn't pick up on as much and left them all behind, and this is just assuming that if I were to go to higher floors, the more complex and detailed I would be able to define how I think and potentially how my reaction to certain events would lead to other events.

But instead of absorbing the emptiness of this room, I started to become even more irritated at myself for being indecisive with what to do next. This whole thing felt like a huge ambition for me, even though it shouldn't since it's supposed to be something that's easily accessed if you're in the right "frequency" or what have you.

The table in front of us is long and is brown, and is placed vertically from our perspective. It seems Ada probably knew this place more than I did, she felt so relaxed while I was so anxious for no apparent reason. I decided to sit at the width of the vertically placed brown table, and Ada sat on a chair close to the long side. She's now wearing a red dress, and her arms are very soft just from visualization alone.

She's looking at a random point in space within the library, based on my peripheral vision to the right as I was becoming anxious. I rubbed my head in hopes that I would have my focus together and hopefully come up with something to say. Then I started to question on why her existence in this form she's in, and it felt as if the question was useless since she was shape-shifting between two forms.

She looks at me for a while and continues to smile at me, and spreads her arms onto the table, stretching and then stating a default answer to me,

"Probably just an unconscious desire of yours."

I asked her more questions on how to get her more vocal during the hypnosis induced lucid dream, and I can't remember specifically what she stated. After we continue to accept that we're the only two people in this very....very...very...large library, I start to notice parts that I didn't acknowledge to well from the last dream I had months ago with the dream character that looked like Eva, except with orange hair and and a damaged body composition.

The windows in front of me that were about 30-40 feet away were huge, and I could barely see the environment outside since I was busy speculating on other things. However, I did noticed the same gargantuan violet base from the last dream with Eva. I wanted to see what was in there, but I remained in the seat, just speculating and absorbing the emptiness in the room even more.

Ada finally breaks the silence once more and asks in a casual manner,

"We can go check that out if you want to."

I started to shrivel up a bit, feeling as if the violet base was an area that I shouldn't open at all. After a while, I told Ada that I'll meet her again and simply gave up and wanted to take a break from the lucid dream.

I'll probably check out the violet base later on in the next hypnosis session, things are pretty straight-forward now, and I noticed that whenever I sleep again after the hypnosis, I wake up and can still have good visualization of random things, but most of those things are sexual, probably do to the effects with later periods of REM sleep stimulating the body more.

LUCID

*I became lucid standing in apartment like always it seems. I remember the idea of looking at my phone to experience a different dream scene quickly and easily. I found my phone and youtube was already up with videos with no words and no pictures, just blank boxes with the same format of youtube. I scrolled down the videos started to appear. I wanted to experience Guru Rinpoche so I found a video with a picture of him. When I clicked the video I passed through these amazing caves with beautiful designs on the wall until Guru Rinpoche appeared.

*I am lucid and was in a backyard of this random house that was a by a main highway. It was cloudy and rainy outside then I suddenly remember the idea of asking the dream sub conscious mind questions or the wisdom mind. I asked how can I change the dream scene easily at will? Then to my surprise this white red neck looking dude came from behind this gate and walked really fast towards me. He looked pissed me off as soon as he got close enough to say something, he said why in the hell would you wanna do that and then he through the ciggerrette he was smoking at me. I look wow that is a weird respond. I guess I really don't believe a change my dreamscape easily. I then have the idea to close my eyes and imagine my self in japan. I did so and ended in a place that was not japan but it change the scene.

*I ended up walking outside in this mall area and I am lucid. I saw my ex girlfriend run up to me very concerned saying I'm to be with you now. I just kind of stood there and listened to her. She gave me a card with my name on it but my first name had something to do with a pimp, as if she was calling me a pimp. I keep walking through this mall like area and saw the strangest looking people. I was glad to be in a lucid with so many dcs. There were so many beautiful interesting objects around as if my creative mind was fully activated.

I heard a rap song in the more ghetto part of this mall and song was so loud that I wondered if I was actually hearing this from the waking world. I thought I never heard this song so probably not. I song stopped and I keep walking. Everyone had a very unique appearance like half human half other worldy being. I started to chant chenreziks mantra this had a profound on the place I was in. I then ended up in this empty parking garage with a security guard who was looks donations. I offered him all the money I could conjure, it's just dream money I thought I would love to help.

Then I thought why not look up another video on youtube. This technique always changes my dream scene because I become so involved with the video. Well I pull up youtube and look for a interesting video. I see something with the dalai lama giving a teaching to a group of monks. I thought this should be good. I click on it and then I start to hear the karmapa chant, this put into a state of purity. It's like my heart opened up completely and there was nothing I could do about it. Then I found my self at the place the historical buddha was born or something for sure connections to him. I heard singing in a anicent tounge and this really did seem like a new world I have never ever been before. I singing sounded like nothing I heard before. I found myself back at my apartment. I stepped outside and felt so grounded in the dream that I could just sit and have a cup of coffee if I wanted to. I thought I have been lucid for so long what if I am dead. This thought scared me enough to wake up self up. I had to try really hard to wake up self up. The dream was amazing!!!!!!!!!!

Now this one guy in my dream was pissing me off. He had some canisters with him that had some kind of power, which he stole from the people. He was running away with them. These canisters looked like the ones from the MMO Star Wars Galaxies, missle packs. He had three of them. I finally cornered the guy at the edge of a cliff. The cliff ledge jutted out like a peninsula with the sheer dropoff on each side. This guy was so desparate to get away that in a last attempt he grabbed the canisters and dove off the side, falling to what should be his death. Finally in my frustration I went lucid. Knowing I could fly, I dove off after him and flew down to him faster than he could fall and grabbed him. I telekinetically levitated the canisters back up to the top of the cliff, then proceeded to have fun with the idoit. I flew up a ways, accelerating massively way faster than any man-made rocket could. Then I let the guy drop again. This time I caught him half way down, stopping him suddenly once more. I knew that the G-forces were really messing this guy up. Next I flew up into the stratosphere where the air got thin and we could see into space seeing the heavenly bodies. Then I just let him drop to burn up in the atmosphere on his decent.

I just remember it being really nice at that level in the stratosphere, the dream views (pun intended) were really awesome! I had some fun on my own now that I had gotten rid of this guy. I flew back down into the thick air of the troposphere for a moment, then back up again to perhaps 300 miles above where I was looking at the moon and stars before I woke up.