lucid

Dream - Lucid

I was laying in my bed on my stomach. Paul was sleeping next to me. I hoped he didn't try anything.

Then, it was morning, and we were up and out of bed. Brittany, a girl I met in one of my classes, laughed and said Paul had stayed at my house every night. She was right. I thought about it, and he had. I didn't understand why though. I mean, nothing had ever really happened between us or anything.

We were then laying in bed again. I was laying on my stomach, and I felt Paul put his arm over me and kinda cuddle me. I was so tired I didn't fight it. Paul then said something about us partying all night and staying up till dawn. I told him I couldn't because I had a test in the morning. He kept on talking about it anyway.

Another morning came. We were both up and about again. I looked at Paul, and all he was wearing were these mustard yellow boxers. I didn't look at him for too long; I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I quickly averted my eyes.

I then went to class. I was in this big auditorium that reminded me of my old middle school auditorium.

Then, I was in bed again, and figured out I was dreaming. I looked around, and the TV was in the wrong place. I then did I finger count: 5 on the right hand, 6 on the left. I got up out of bed and went to phase through a wall, hoping it would take me somewhere else.

I was too hasty and didn't think through were I wanted to go, however, and things went black. I was in bed again after a few seconds of darkness, but I was still aware that I was dreaming. I decided to go get my brother and show him around the world of lucid dreaming. I got up out of my bed and hovered a little. I then went to my door to exit the room. I decided to not phase through it this time since the last time ended in blackness. I turned the handle, first doing another finger count.

I then was in my brother's room, trying to get his dream body out of bed. I don't remember much else from this part of the dream.

The next thing I know, I'm standing in front of a mirror. I look at my reflection, bu I discover that I look totally different. My hair is much darker, straighter, and longer, and my face looked much different and a bit younger. I concentrated a little more on it, and I started to be able to recognize my eyes on the unknown face staring back at me in the mirror.

I then decided to try something I've always heard about, but have never had experience with. A lot of people have told me that when they see their reflection in their dreams, it's horrible, disgusting, and terrifying. I've never had that experience, so I decided to try something to see what would happen. I said, out loud to my reflection,
"I want to face my demons. Show me my demons."
My face started to morph and change, every so often stopping in a distorted position. It would enlongate, flatten, my eyes would shrink, my face at one point looked kind of like an ass, etc. It just kept doing that. I could even feel it happening physically.

However, it wasn't scary. Just kinda weird.

I was then in a room somewhere. I felt the dream losing stability, so I started to feel and concentrate on my surroundings. I ran my hand over a glass surface, focusing on how real the glass felt. Below the glass was a metal surface. I did the same for that. I felt the cold, shiny metal under my fingers. It made the dream feel more stable.

Me and Someone Else being held by someone (trapped). The man was trying to scare us. Rooms closed in on us a lot. Then he brought us to a room where we were supposed to watch a movie about a guy who had altimers. The other person I was with turned into Angel. We cuddled on the very big black couch while I played with an antique toy train. Then I don't remember how we got outside but I was skateboarding with Angel. After we were done skateboarding, Angel kicked her skateboard. I rolled in a curved right pattern hitting a couple cars. I ran for it but Connor got it (don't know who Connor is - dream character). He picked it up and handed it to me, and held out his had with change in it. it had two blue dimes. I then said that I only have seen a blude dime in my dreams, so I said we're dreaming. Se we all realized we were in my dream. Then Connor saw himself running with two girls inthe street making hour. He then said "I'm out." I said, "What's your name!?" "Connor!" Angel and Connor started laughing because one of the girls was a guy. "I'm out" meant he's gay. Then that's when I started spinning in the Lucid...

Lucid
Lucid for a couple minutes. I was dreaming that I was in a Lucid Dream by getting 2 dimes that were anodized blue, given to me by a guy named Connor that caught my skateboard. I then realized in the dream that I was dreaming, so I started spinning, along with Connor and Angel. Then we started running along side a building and I tried to fly, but my laws of physics still applied so I jumped, then floated down to my chest, then tried to have fun with Angel, but she was too sun burnt.

I did WILD, stabilized and flew around a bit looking for Hogwarts before teleporting successfully to just outside the Great Hall.
I went in with a small group of other first years and went to sit on the stool to get sorted first. Just as the hat fell over my eyes I saw the crest of Slytherin in the blackness and the hat said, "Slytherin!" but I'm not sure if it was out loud. I wanted to make sure so I asked it, "Slytherin, are you sure?" because I know it comes with a bad rep. It told me that that was its choice but it was ultimately up to me. I didn't really know so I was happy with Slytherin.
I took the hat off and went over to my table. Hogwarts was different now though, after the revolution with Voldemort and everything. The houses weren't as set against each other and people could sit at other tables if they wanted to. Fred and George came over to sit with me.
Across the hall I could see a group of first years who hadn't been sorted and someone told me that Hogwarts was now taking squibs and teaching them stuff too.

I don't remember the moment that I became lucid. It seems as though when I do wakek-back-to-bed, I become lucid without having to do a reality test. Anyway, I found myself on a beach and to my left were the craziest barreling waves I've ever seen. Its strange how vivid these were; the colors were somehow more vibrant an alive than they'd be in real life. I continued down the beach then turned right to what looked like temple ruins. I started ascending the stairs, but I could tell the dream was fading. I began spinning to keep myself from blacking out, and I felt a strong G-force which kept me rooted in the dream. I soon found myself in a lecture room setting, but the dream faded soon after, and I can't remember the details.

I had an actual waking not long after, and another lucid dream, and I am a bit frustrated that I can't remember it.

MILD

Skoldag, 00:10-06:15

Jag är i en station av slag. Jag blir klar men minns inte hur. Jag stabiliserar drömmen bra, genom att kolla på golvet ta på saker runt omkring mig och sen också genom att försöka se detaljerna i en killes stickade tröja. Det är inte lika lyckat. Ser ett mönster, som en glitch. Jag ser en tjej och min mänskliga sida tar över så att säga. Jag försöker att fokusera på att upprätthålla drömmen men den tonar bort.

Hade en FA, jag var lucid i en annan dröm tror jag men sen "vaknade" jag och alla trodde att jag var galen, jag hade skrikit och grejer, försökte övertala en kvinna att jag sov men hon tror mig inte.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Normally I use a lot of alarms to together form a timer ramp. But this time I only used one with 15 seconds of autosnooze and then I used a normal snooe function to make it go on repeat. And this morning I had a lucid dream.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I woke up 05.00 to the alarm and just fell asleep again, I started dreaming something, but 2 minutes later I woke up to the a larm again so I went up very dizzy and tired. I turned off the alarm and went back to bed. So this was like a double alarm. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I were in my school and I were in my English class, I saw that my teacher was a woman and normally it is a man. I was very aware in this dream and aware enough to realise that something was wrong.I looked around and[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I realised that it was something unusual about this and I realised that I was dreaming. It was very hard to believe because it was so vivid, not as vivid as reality, but almost.
Every stopped, just like in the Inception movie in the bar when Fischer realise that he was dreaming, every person in the room looked at me. I made eyecontact with one good looking girl. I got out of my chair and I saw that I was naked! It was a little embarrassing, but I knew that this was a dream so I didn't had anything to become embarrassed of, so I just laughed and went on with it. When I did that I felt that I now had clothes.
Problem solved. The hot girl leaned in and kissed me, I was amazed of how it felt. She smiled and went away. I am still lucid! I thought. And I imagined a girl that I used to be in love with for a couple of years ago and I asked her "Why didn't you like me?" she just laughed and said "It doesn't matter, I do now".
She gave me her cellphone which I for some reason dropped so it broke. I thought damn it, wait I am in a dream I can fix it! I imagined a new phone in my hand, and it just appeard!

I strpped down naked again, just to feel that I am totally free in this dream. I went up the stairs in my school and up to the top floor. I wanted to jump our from the window and try to fly. I went into another class on the topfloor and said "Open the window!". "Sure naked man" someone laughed. I saw my Biology teacher there and then I opened the windows (which looked weird). Then I took pace and jumped out. I couldn't control the fall, but I eventually managed to fly from the speed of the fall. So now i was flying! With the best control ever!!
I did swimming motions to levitate up to the window again and the people in there couldn't believe their dreamy eyes. I nicked my head down and up fast, like a bull does when it gores. And now I could control the direction of and the speed of the flying. Yes I could fly, but I failed the landing and I got really dizzy. And weirdly enough I lost my lucidity here.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]That shouldn't matter, because a dream is just a thought right? But I dreamt that I were some kind of superhero, like the green lantern or something. So I were in some futuistic city and fighted criminals.This dream ended with me being in a mall and some terrorists tried to rob a bank. I tried to stop them, but they threw a grenade at me. I grabbed it and managed to stop it from exploading with just my hand. But I threw it back on them and it exploded. Then I thought this was a v-serie or something and I was not as aware when dreaming this. Instead I was watching it. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up and the time was now 06.14! Talk about a long dream! The longest lucid and together with the non-lucid, longest dream ever.[/COLOR]

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

1:00

Stephen Colbert
I'm with Stephen Colbert. Don't recall what happened previously, but I'm stealing a kiss from him. He retracts, embarassed. He tells me he is married and can't do that, to which I reply that he shouldn't worry, because it's only a fantasy. I tell him I had recently a fantasy with Jon Stewart to. [Does this make me a freak or a geek???]
He relaxes and says "ok then", but to take it slow. He tells me he needs to finish writing a bit of a comics book on a super-hero version of him. I ask "but you're just writing the story, right? someone else will draw the actual comics?" and he says "yes, of course". Then he shows me a doll of the super-hero character, all muscled but with his face. He looks like a kid, really amused with it and he says "you know, the doll is anatomically complete." and he pulls the doll's pants down and it has a plastic penis that lifts up. I goggle with surprise.

3:00

Briefcase
I forget a briefcase full of documents of a friend inside a bus. I go back to that bus to get it, but the driver said some lady found it and kept it, in case I'd come looking for it. He delivers me her address. It is a kindergarten, for children of different ages. It is very nice. The kids have cool things to play with. The lady is a teacher there. I talk to her and she wants 15 dollars to return me the briefcase. I'm shocked and I tell her the documents are not worth the money and I'm not willing to pay. I ask if I can use the toilet, to let her think about it for a while and she points me to an outside cabin on some terrace between big rocks that surround the building.

Death
From the cabin window I see people on top of the rocks and I feel curious and go up there to. It is a big cliff and on the other side is the ocean. Way down there is some beach resort. I see lots of young people having fun and swimming. I start becoming half-lucid and wonder what all this is about. Then I hear a loud siren and everything changes. Everybody looks sad, saying the time has come. They all walk to the top of the cliff, near where I stand.
I see to my side three gutters, kind of water slides, going straight to the edge of the cliff. And people are lining up, laying down on them, their bodies becoming really stiff and lifeless as they slide 'till they fall of the cliff.
One of the gutters has water flowing and takes the bodies on a cascade to the water below. The second gutter takes the bodies with a flow of air and they simply free fall on the water below. The third gutter throws the bodies against a ramp of rocks, before they crash on the water below.
An old couple is saying goodbye. She thinks she is the only one going and leaving her beloved behind, but once she is on one of the gutters, he follows her by lying down on another gutter. She screams "nooo!" but he says it is his time to go to, because without her he has no more reasons to live.
Conveyor belts come from under water on the bay below. They recover the bodies and take them up to a kind of disassembly line. First the bodies are chopped up and I see hands, feet, heads... Then the parts are skinned and I see the muscles, bones and tendons exposed. Then they are incinerated and I see carbonized body parts and then ashes. It all comes together as a punch in the stomach. The people who I had seen minutes before, breathing and speaking and loving, had been stripped down by the four elements - earth, water, fire and air - and reduced to dust.
I experienced the most visceral comprehension ever of the ephemerous nature of life and of the inevitability of death.

5:00

I woke up in my bed, feeling groggy as I do in the mornings. I stood up, and something told me that this was a dream. I did a nose-pinch and hand reality check, none of them seemed to work in an unrealistic way. I was still pretty sure it was a dream, even though everything looked like a completely normal overcast morning.
My lucid seemed boring, so I wanted to make something out of it. I tried to picture a girl standing in my room. Nothing happened. I tried to figure a girl standing outside my room's closed door. I opened the door. No one there.
I thought that I could just as well go down the stairs and see where my mind brings me, even though I had a feeling, I would probably wake up from it. I walked down the stairs. I woke up halfway.

Jag WILDar av misstag. Drömmen framträder som ur en dimma. Är i skolan vid skåpen, L. Bä. kommer. Allt är väldigt ljust. Jag känner att jag är nära att vakna hela tiden. Jag ser Ant. ansikte och börjar märka att det inte längre bara är bilder utan att en dröm startar. Jag försöker stabilisera drömmen genom att gnugga händerna mot varandra (Ant. säger "Detta är bara början", ungefär, som att det skulle komma läskiga saker) och av någon anledning kolla på golvet. Det blir tydligare men helt plötsligt ändras marken och jag är högt upp i luften ovanför en tågstation eller liknande. Jag märker att drömmen är lite läskig så jag försöker ändra det. Det blir lite ljusare och en blond söt tjej kommer fram.

Had a dream I was in Russia..whenever i have a dream that i'm in Russia i think to myself that this cant be real - dunno why...but anyway managed to have control of it for about 30 secs before i lost consciousness again.

This dream started out in the void. No landscape, no characters, nothing; just my dream-self and the absence of everything else. At first I didn’t know where I was or if I was dreaming, having sleep paralysis, or something similar. I tried touching my hands and spinning myself around to gain control, but to no avail. At last I yelled as loud as possibly could. Absolute silence. Fortunately, this confirmed that I was indeed dreaming and lucidity was achieved!

So there I was floating out in the void. It's like my dreamscape was waiting for me to manifest it! So I decided to have some fun with physics/geometry. I had always wondered what a tesseract (4 dimensional cube) actually looked like, and now that I wasn't in dumb old 3D reality, I decided it'd be a prime time to conjure one up. It was easy to create the tesseract shape we all love and know from images and videos, though I can't recall what color it was. Next, I tried transforming it into a true 4D structure, which is where I started to run into problems. Every time I tried "folding" the object, it seemed to crumple up. The more I tried to manifest it, the more I began to feel an upward pull on my body and become panicked, like I was going to get launched out into oblivion like in that really dumb movie "The Forgotten." I decided it wasn't worth losing control of the dream, so I settled for doing something a little more feasible.

I ended up conjuring forth two blue orbs and placing them opposite each other at either end of the void (if it can even have an end). I then accelerated them to tremendous speeds and crashed them into each other dead on. They exploded into billions of tiny particles in a fantastic bloom effect that was one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen. Further observing the collision, the particles, all orbiting their common center of mass, started to coalesce into a sphere, which eventually settled into a swirling disk. Regardless of whether it was entirely accurate to real world physics or not, it was insanely radical, and that's what counts! I collided orbs several more times, making them hit each other at skewed angles. This produced structures that resembled spiral galaxies. dead on collisions between a small orb and a large orb produced structures with protruded rings. Collisions between fast objects and slow objects painted comet-like smears across the void. I went on colliding orbs until the dream faded out and eventually I woke up.

All in all, it was the coolest dream I've ever had. Prior to this dream, I had reinitiated my practice of daily mediation as well as multiple ADA sessions every day. I think both of those had a lot to do with this dream’s success.

I was at my friends house and I was watching t.v. in his room when the lights and the t.v. both randomly turned off. Then I looked and I saw that in the corner my friends flashlight start to float toward the ceiling. That's when I realized it was a dream. I stood up and walked over to the light switch only to realize that the bulb was broken. I turned to the doorway and saw a strange man I haven't seen before and he to started to float toward the ceiling. I went up to him and poked his chest and said "hello?" and then I realized that he was dead.. he continued to float up and I didn't want to stay any longer. I started trying to wake myself up although I had never done it before so it was bit odd. I managed to wake up and I laid there for a minute thinking about it before I went back to sleep.

Lunar Lander

I was with someone--a friend or my brother. We were out in a field. There was a space vehicle
that looked like the Lunar Lander. The DC I was with had found it and done something to it. It
was nothing major, but I started getting nervous that the government would be able to figure
out that it had been tampered with. We decided that it would still fly because the DC hadn't
done anything to it of consequence.

A later had a dream that was supposedly to explain how I had come to be at the place where the
space vehicle was. I was flying over these camps at night. They had strange configurations of a
circle connected to a square, or modifications of that design. It seemed very logical and futuristic.
I flew over several of these camps or cities or whatever they were, then started back over at the
beginning to view them again. By the second or third fly-over, I started to realize I should remember
the shapes and or the layout of the city.

This was itself a second chance for me to remember this scene as the fly-over was a false memory.
The first time I flew over seemed to be a reminder even though I don't remember ever having the dream
the first time.

Lucid with a Hottie

I was with a bunch of people. There was one girl who was reminiscent of Christa Nicole on the X Factor.
I liked her. She was friendly in a cold, manipulative way.

I had some cookies which I was giving to everyone, but they fell in the sand of a playground. I was sad
because I am a germ-a-phobe. I decided to eat one anyways, and someone else was willing to eat one too.
Then, the girl I liked asked if I would get her some orange drink and some chocolate drink. I thought that was strange, but then thought that the combination sounded pretty good.

I said something to her like, "You're being nice, but you don't really like me, do you?" She never answered before I headed off to the store.

I ordered the chocolate drink and the orange drink. I was thinking about gallons so everyone could have some and so it would be cheaper. The guy started giving me a bunch of regular size drinks. I knew that would cost more than I wanted to spend.

I ended up leaving when I saw my Dad. I immediately knew I was dreaming. At this point, I wanted to talk to my dad, but sometimes he just stands there and doesn't say anything. I decided to turn towards the girl I was with and make it with her.

I took her to some steps inside an apartment. I started to undo her pants. Up the stairs was someones room. There was no door to the room and the occupant, a heavy-set white lady, was in bed. I was afraid she would see us, but I didn't let it hinder me.

I started making it with her. It felt so real. I moved her up the stairs into the room where the other girl was in bed on the phone. I was trying to get a more comfortable place to do it. Once we were up there, the girl in bed said, "Hey, y'all get out of here!"

We floated back down the stairs. I continued making love to her until I woke up.

Saving a Salem Witch

I went back to sleep and started dreaming about some ladies who were going to go somewhere instead of a bunch of guys having the opportunity to go. I forget where the ladies were going to go, but I started seeing, as if in a movie, Mt. Rushmore, with different carvings. I saw the real carvings, then I saw witches carved into the mountain, though they were just women, and then I saw men in hooded robes standing very tall.

As if in a movie, the carvings kept cycling so I saw the same carvings like a slide-show. Finally, the scene became real. I was watching the men in hooded robes walking in a natural setting. They were like the Spanish Inquisition. They were looking for a witch.

They ended up finding her. They were going to burn her. I found myself in a hotel room with 5 other guys in a more modern setting, but we were still going to kill the witch, and now I was in the group.

Somehow I knew that nobody in the room wanted to kill the witch, but nobody was saying anything because they might then be killed along with the witch. I spoke up. Nobody would go along with me. There were several people outside the room and we were about to leave to kill the girl.

I said to the guys, "Look, we have six people here." Somehow that made our numbers strong enough to stand up to the others.

One or two more guys walked into the room. We tried to convince them that we should not kill the "witch," but they weren't going for it. We explained that we were already six, and with them on our side, we could stop them. One of the guys got very upset and said, "Come on!" He was angry and mean looking. I got scared and started to go with him.

Then one of the original 5 guys I was with started talking to them and we all decided to stand up to the others to not burn the witch.

Dream-skip to a scene where two little girls were planting clover around the edge of circles of mud. They represented the peace from the witch being let go.

So last night, after watching copious amounts of the anime "Bleach" and doing some work for a cilent, I decided to unwind with a hot shower. I really planned out things carefully. A scented candle, a stool to sit and relax on after doing the mundane task of cleaning up >_>.

I was really at a happy place by the time I decided I'd pruned up enough. I told myself "today is the day for a Lucid Dream or OOBE" if ever there was one because I seldom feel this relaxed. Went to my bedroom, got dressed and curled up in bed. I started to remind myself that I have to wake up around 4am for this to work right and that the next scenes I would encounter would be dreams.


I tried to visualize a door into Hogwarts (a frequent dream sign of mine) and pull on it while all the hypnagogic imagery began, but I was really too tired and I drifted off to la la land. I can't recall that dream session.

The next thing I remember was waking up at 4:30am. I did reality checks before getting out of bed, and then got up to visit the washroom. I returned and decided I'd go onto Facebook with my phone and reply to my e-mail. I told a friend that I programmed my mind to wake up at a specific time and it didn't turn out too shabby. That alone gave me some courage that I was doing things right and my state of mind was good for this work. I told him I was going to attempt gaining lucidity and then shut off the phone and lay on my back...

I started doing the WILD induction and I started to feel some symptoms of paralysis but nothing too pronounced. I got some Hypnagogic Imagery which I tried to "step into" but they kept dissolving. I kept in a very positive frame of mind reminding myself that even if this didn't work, I'd get to enjoy some more pleasurable hours of sleep. So, after approx. 10 minutes, I turned over on my side. I tried repeating the steps again on my side but I felt too uncentered. I then turn over again now with my face to the pillow and tried it this time...

IMMEDIATE change! Everything felt much stronger and for the first time I experienced those ridiculously violent vibrations. I felt like someone took a jackhammer to my bed and I was surprised I didn't spaz out because I was very much concious at this point, but I kept still and rode it out.

The next thing I knew, my perspective was flipped. I felt like I was on my back clutching the sheets of the bed with my hands frantically. I calmed down and imagined floating. I heard a female voice almost like a flight attendant telling me to concentrate on the next scene. The next scene was very random... A display in a pharmacy window! I was focusing on some product in a glass bottle with blue and white label. It kept coming in and out of focus, but eventually I got it in focus. Then, I found myself zooming in on the world in a very "Google Maps" fashion and found myself in my house.

It seemed very dark and murky. I am in fact near-sighted, so I assumed at first that I'd woken up and and gone into the kitchen. I headed for a cupboard to mix myself some milk (a thought I had toyed with before bed, but decided it was best I go to bed with my stomach empty). At that point I realized something was wrong. This could not be reality because we're re-modelling the kitchen and those cupboards were destroyed. I immediately got into somewhat of a panic. Was I lucid? Was I outside of my body? For some reason or the other I headed into the breakfast room (which has an exit there) and came across the figure of Urahara Kisuke (an anime character from the show I've been polluting my mind with recently). He seemed to emanate a calm to me and I settled down. I remember distinctly that he was wearing his black cloak (

In this newly calm state of mind, I decided to visit my bedroom to make a reality check of this again. Things were so murky and strange, but I immediately slipped from the kitchen to my bedroom with that thought. I found myself in my bedroom standing by the doorway (The door in reality was closed). I could barely see in the room, so I decided to flip the switch. That didn't work. So I put out a command: "Give me clarity.", and the room began to glow with a very moonlit atmosphere. I saw my body there laying on the bed as I'd been, and saw my mother, wrapped in a white garment come into the room and lay down next to me saying something I could not make out.

At that point I woke up and quickly checked to see whether I was awake. Hand check...clear. Nose check...clear. I flipped on my back and looked around for my mother. She wasn't there and the door was still closed. I was in SHEER euphoria at the experience now. Don't think I've been that excited in years. I updated my friend via Facebook on what I'd achieved and put the details of the dream/OOBE so I would have a reference with which to write this dream diary entry.

I went back to sleep with a smile on my face. It was 6am.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

18-10-11 Intentions I deliberately decided to just chill in the case I got lucid, I had the feeling I always tried to do too much and that this was causing some stability issues. Besides I figured it would be easier for people to find me if I remained calm and fairly stationary.

“Hypnagoic Havoc”

Two times before actually falling asleep I was awoken due to HH. The first time I had a pulling sensation that frightened me a bit and I shut it down consciously, which resulted in me floating back to waking condition, which I regretted after having done it. The second experience was someone popping into my head saying something, might have been something simple as hello. I remember seeing the face, though it was fairly jumbled.
…......

“The Master of Swords am I!”

I am something of an Egyptian god. Half lion half man and I have this Egyptian name that I don't really understand. What do you do when you don't understand something, you wiki it so I did just that =P. The name translates into “The Master of Swords” and apparently I am somewhat connected to handling slaves.

There is someone there with me, maybe Float?, who is also a feline man with an equally impressive title. We are going up to see the boss (?) who is on the top of this structure that might be a pyramid. The colourings of the surroundings would indicate that it is set in Egypt and the structure definitely is the colour of the pyramids.

While we are walking up towards the boss we are goofing around at our impressive titles. We both sort of know that it is a role play situation and we find it funny that we are so highly ranked as well as being lion men.

Our joking abruptly ends as we get to the top were a lion woman, who reminds me of Windy, tells us that the ropes that are tying us together have been severed. The way it is severed is by the top triangle of the Illuminati symbol all of a sudden appears behind her and it radiates a glow that cuts the bonds between us.

I get a panicky feeling and don't want this to be the case. I become aware that it is a dream as I wake up, while wondering why I wasn't the top dog seeing as people were trying to find me =P.
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“Just chill man, who the fuck is Kuno and pall?”

I am walking down this narrow cobbled street feeling fairly gleeful. I notice that there are four people acting strangely and I notice that they all open a can of Tuborg at the same time. I continue down the road, but I find it unusual and turn around to observe what is happening.

I get the feeling that they are either doing a social experiment, to check if anyone is noticing their weird behaviour, or shooting and ad for the beer. While I am looking at them they enter a shop, think it is a small fashion shop or similar and I get the feeling that they are the proprietors since they are walking in while the shop is closed.

I turn back around and start walking down the street again. The sunlight would indicate that it is afternoon or early evening. I spot four other people down the street and notice that they have just opened four cans of Carlsberg, which might be the explanation for the other group's weird behaviour.

One of the guys stops up and I am walking down beside him. On an elevated platform made of stone to my right I see a pick nick table and upon that table is a bundle of keys. I pick them up and turn around asking the people behind me if it is their keys, but they inform me they aren't.

The guy who had stopped up then approach me and tells me it is his. I give him his keys and explain that I wasn't anything personal, but the behaviour of the other guys would indicate that they were more likely to loose a set of keys. He laughs a bit and tells me “Yeah always look for the people in a festival costume” You should take it as a compliment that I didn't think they were yours” (?)

skip (small one)

There is a shop on my left hand side, which serves food as is apparent as it is a transparent cooling desk. The scenery has a 2D quality to it now and I know I am dreaming. I keep pushing myself forward intending to fully submerge in the dream and soon enough I am in a 3D environment.

I remember to just chill out without really trying to alter the dream or use powers, but just walk around and experience the dream. I start looking at things and I start smelling things, one of these elements being the fish on the counter, which I can't recall how smelled.

Henriette walks up from behind me and we start chatting about how she has been. She tells me about her studies and I do try and pay attention, but I keep shifting my focus away from her to focus on details in the environment to keep the dream stable. At one point I notice this shelf with some golden glitter on it.

I ask Henriette if she is aware that we are dreaming, she replies that she is, though she goes on to explain that I am dreaming, but she is not, indicating that she understand herself as a figment of my imagination (which is weird, but I don't think more of it).

I walk off I think Henriette keeps following me and there is this wooden frame with a hole in it, to act as a window, that I try and crawl through parcour style as I am getting a bit bored. There are loads of wooden boxes and barrels on the other side of this frame and also there is a room with people in it.

I walk into the room which is grey, but still has some boxes in it. The man from the street (the man with the keys) is in the room and I ask him if he knows we are dreaming. he replies that he is aware and I go to shake his hand. I tell him my name is Dennis and I ask for his. He walks around me and tells me his name is Kuno before he sits down on a box.

Then someone from behind the boxes jump on my back and scares the shit out of me, his name is some metaphor for my anus and I don't find him funny at all, mainly because I get the feeling he wants to violate me sexually. He has this crazy grin on his face, which look like Gareth's from EIMS.

I don't trust him and I tell him that I don't appreciate his way of behaving and he seems somewhat hurt of this. Throughout the dream I keep telling him that he will have to do a hell of a lot to prove himself trustworthy for me.

I turn back to talk to Kuno, I ask “By Kuno, do you mean Katsuno?” “No” he answers. I want to get an idea about this fellow so I ask him to stand up. He does so and turns out to have blonde/brown hair, quite a pronounced forehead, he is about half a head shorter than me (I am 180 cm) and he has this wide smile on his face pretty much all the time.

We walk out of the room and through these corridors with grey walls. At one point we stop by a window and I notice how the light gets bend through the glass of the window creating these small colourful spots and find it fascinating. Furthermore I notice a pattern playing in the light that wouldn't have been possible in waking life. I also notice that the light projection is actually on the same wall in which the window is placed rather than on the other wall, so I am witnessing something completely impossible physically speaking.

Something after this point is missing though I don't know what.

I keep talking to the guy who jumped me and tell him that I don't trust him and that he will have to make up for his stupidity if he wants to earn my trust.
…...............

“No flight!? - You will burn for this!”

I have a false awakening. My flatmate enters my room with a badminton racket and say something weird. I go back to bed.

I wake up again and notice that it is a false awakening and I think that the situation with my flat mate would also have been a FA. I get out of bed and start walking around. I don't do any reality checks I just know I am dreaming. I start heading towards the window and I sort of lie on my back floating in the air and start floating out through the window actually seeing the glass as I fly through it without breaking it (I never tire of that one ^^).

I get a brief thought that I am absolutely insane to start jumping out of my window without having done a RC, but I go with it. It is sunny, bright and warm outside and I get the feeling I am naked. I fly up to my right and have a brief chat with my neighbour, explaining to her that we are dreaming. I face her and she looks at my package and before I fly away she thanks me for the experience. “It was nothing” I tell her and consider I hope I didn't just deliver a stupid joke about the size of my junk.

Anyways I decide I don't care what people think about my naked body and fly on. I fly down toward the centre of the garden and start thinking about Katsuno in lack of anything better to do. I think about the spider man technique and although I don't feel or see a rope come out I do feel a sensation in my left hand that serves like a compass or homing beacon.

I start flying towards the direction indicated by my hand, but then I get this message that I can't get to him because the vegetation and foliage of our dreams are currently incompatible (WTF!?). I then fly down and land in some dense material, which is a mixture of pineapple and reeds. The leafs are really thick, but edgy meaning you could cut yourself on them, and I get stuck in them. Moreover I loose my ability to fly, which doesn't really create a panic, but I sure do get angry.

I start walking through the bushes and end up between a hedge on one side and really tall stingy nettles on the other side. I wonder if the nettles will sting me, but they don't even when I pick them up. So I am walking along the hedge and there is a lot of foliage above me reaching in over the path. I can't fly up and this really piss me off now.

I just look up and start climbing up through the plants while screaming “FIRE!” repeatedly. I think about doing some fireballs or other interesting stuff, but I don't really manage this. Instead I get out to the sea at a marina with a lot of house boats, and auto campers and trailers as well (?), in the water.

I kneel down and slam my arms in the ground while screaming “FIRE!” some more. I look out over the boats and in the beginning nothing is happening, but then this one boat starts burning, nothing spectacular, but small flames leaping all over it, and though they aren't big and intense, you get the feeling that they are very effective at eating the boat quickly.

I channel telekinesis through my left arm into the ground and lift the boat out of the water. I pull it back towards me though on my left hand side. Then I crush it. I can feel the phantom hand I have created around the boat and I clench my fists around it so it looks like the boat implodes. I then release it and return my attention to the rest of the marina.

Another boat is burning on my right hand side, I keep going nuts and soon I notice fire in many boats and campers, essentially the entire harbour is burning. The sky is no longer sunny, but has turned night time dark. I wake up.
…............

“FA”

FA: I pick up the dicta phone and start hearing my voice through the device, thinking that I am starting to record over my first lucid.
…............

“Cosmic Gangster Showdown”

I am on a battlefield and two rival gangs are facing one another. “My” team led by my father is holding daggers and is stood squarely facing a bunch of archers from the opposing gang. I wonder why they aren't retaliating or fighting for their lives.

There is something cosmic going down, some shit about planetary alignment and the battle is part of a greater story. I decide to take one of my daggers and throw it at an archer and sidestep before letting the arrows hit me. But none of the men there besides me does this, and I somehow get the feeling that it was intended for them all to die.

I rummage the battlefield after the slaughter and pick up a dagger and three other throwing knives that looks like a mixture between a halberd and a scalpel, but in a size suitable for throwing.

skip

I am in a gangster setting and I have caused a problem, maybe by interfering in the battle mentioned before. However I am not the only one in trouble, I have actually caused some problems for my friends as well.

Especially this one guy, who is about to be a father I have caused problems for and I do my best to help out. I do this mainly by sourcing pregnancy stuff and a children's bed for him. He is really grateful for this and thanks me at one point in the dream. I ask him not to thank me and reminds him that I have also placed him in the shit. I think Ronja makes a gesture towards him reminding him about this fact.

In order to make up for this I have started taking a more active interest in my fathers gangster business. I will one day inherit the operations. I have ensured that a lot of small business, responsible for significant income, has been added under the wings of the corporation.

I intend to get a car salesman going for the firm as well. So I make a trip to this dealer not far a away who is of Spanish origin and in his 40es or 50es. I look at a station car and open the door in the wrong end of the car, though I am convinced it is the front door it turns out to be the rear one.

The salesman comes over to me and start talking about the car. I offer him a job and tell him that whatever he is getting paid my dad will pay him more. He gets into the driving seat of the car and we drive back to the HQ of my father's empire. On the way I ask if he has a card I can take so I can get back in touch with him. He gives me one.

Back at HQ we walk the ground floor and look at all the shops down there. I notice that there isn't actually a suitable one for a car business, though I was positive there was. I do know however that some of the existing shops will close down and potentially open up a spot. I thank the salesman for his time and openness to consider my offer.

slight skip.

Back upstairs I am talking to people, in particular the coming dad, who I assure that no harm will come to him. I intend to up the game. I am going to go and cut up some people to make sure the rival gang knows not to fuck with us. So I pick up a scissors and give it to a guy and I go into the kitchen to pick up a meat knife, one with a slight hint of teeth on it, while considering it's use against a throat.

All of a sudden a lot of people are joining me, feeling it is a good idea. We leave some of the woman behind and they put on some music we all know, that we start laughing about and dancing to.

Down by the front door the doorman stops us. I know him to have been affiliated with the rival gang, but he has taken on a more neutral role nowadays. He grabs my left wrist with an iron claw thing that he is using as an artificial hand. I tell the others that he is sound and isn't to be hurt.

Across the road I see the entire other gang on bikes wearing fluorescent yellow/green jackets and fake mu-stages and glasses as disguises. They have been tipped off and I instantly recognise that the music we were listening to is actually the tip off sign, we have a traitor in our midst, though I don't know who as of yet.

The doorman starts singing about the music has been used as a sign.

I run across the street and start chasing the gang, which is led by Dirch Passer (Famous old school Danish actor) and my old Karate trainer. I chase Dirch who stops casually at a red light, but then he notice I am chasing him and he sort of come to the realisation that I mean business and he takes off. I turn around wanting to chase the others but they have all disappeared. I ask hypothetically if they have all entered the bus, and my gang replies that they have, but that there wasn't enough room for Dirch.

Throughout the dream (bar the battlefield part, where I think I am wearing some sort of leather arour) I am wearing this bright flashy yellow suit, AWSOMENESS!