lucid

On this date, September 29, 2011, I had a Lucid Dream!

The dream began with I and my mother standing near the front door in our apartment. It was late at night and somebody had knocked at the door, (in real life my mother would NEVER open the door to a stranger past sundown), but in the dream she swung it open! I thought to myself, "That's weird, why is she opening the door?" Standing on the other side was a carbon copy of my mother! Only this one was angry and zombie-monster like. It ran toward me and to defend myself I grabbed it's neck and squeezed hard. It seemed to disappear, but it wasn't attacking me anymore. I looked at the door and there was another zombie mom coming in. I looked outside into the hallway and there were more zombie mothers. Another dozen, at least! Lumbering up the steps toward us. I said to myself in the dream, "Oh my god, this is a dream!". The moment I realized I was dreaming, I got a funny feeling like something was going to happen and I remembered what this site said. If I get too excited I'll loose the lucidity. So, I stopped took a second to relax and decided to explore this new environment!

Since the front door was being invaded by zombie like carbon copies of my mother, I decided to go out the balcony and down our fire escape to get outside. I said again, "This is a dream" and my mother (the actual one!) replied with "Oh course it's a dream. Everything is a dream." Now, when I heard that I thought she meant everything in reality was a dream (later when I woke up I figured she meant everything I was seeing then was a dream). It gave me slight pause, but not enough to stop me from seeing and exploring some dream world. I walked out the glass door to our balcony and was ready to climb down the ladder to the ground, but before I did I lowered down a second ladder to prop against the fire escape ladder. I have no idea why I did this. (I remember thinking of DV again and remembering something I read the night before about jumping off of balconies to fly, but was afraid if I fell, I'd wake up) So, perhaps in my lucid mind, the ladder was safer and two was even better! I crawled down the ladders and got to the ground outside. Someone was walking down the sidewalk and it was Alton Brown from Food Network (I know WTF?!) He went and told the office I was using the fire escape so I decided to put the second ladder on the balcony. I was going to ride my bicycle around dream land (which in real life would have been locked to the base of the fire escape, but I decided to walk and take it slow) my bicycle wasn't there anyway. The dreamscape shifted and I was at my old apartment complex, but still outside. I looked up to the sky as I walked down the parking lot and saw this awesome sky of night, but not a normal night sky. It was black with shades of blue and gray. Like a painting. The trees almost fluorescent green. The contrast mystical. The breeze was picking up and I could FEEL the breeze. The scenery was clear and panoramic. I spread my arms out and said, "This is great, I'm in a dream!". I looked around and decided to see if I could fly. I was a little apprehensive because I didn't want to blow it. I started moving my arms around and lifted my feet off the ground. I was floating! I got about as high as the roof line of a near by pick-up truck. The feeling inside is not explainable. I came back down gracefully. I was looking around for something to do or someone to talk to (I had at least two separate thoughts to find a women to have sex with, but I was more interested in exploring the scene) but there were no people around. The scene transitioned again and I was back in our apartment, back where I started. Consciousness and clarity seemingly gone. I was standing in front of the glass door, looking out on the balcony at a bowl of apples blowing around, thinking they were to heavy to move like that from the wind. My mother was sitting nearby and I was talking to her. I believe I had just turned on the computer to get on DV and was waiting for the computer to gear-up.

My eyes popped open and I was awake. I laid there for a moment to gather my thoughts and didn't move. I didn't notice I was coming out of SP. I counted my fingers and tried to push my finger through my palm and concluded I was actually awake. At no time during the dream did I perform a RC. I rolled over to get my journal and looked at the clock. It was about 4:45am. I had gone to bed a little before 11:00pm. I wrote down my dream and remembered the one I had before the LD. My LD seemed to last much longer than a regular dream.

I didn't fall asleep until about 7:00am. I kept tossing and turning and at least twice I felt like I was entering another dream which was waking me up. The time that passed felt more like 30 minutes than two hours. It seemed to slow. I had two more dreams before getting up at 8:00am.

It was a very active night. All inside my head

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

4:00

Prank on a train
On a train with some friends: Zilla, Evangelion, Raita... We're about to go on a long trip and I am feeling very tired, so I lay down on a 4-seat row and cover myself with a coat, decided to sleep. Raita is sitting right in front of me, occupying another 4 seats and he says he'll keep an eye on me and on my stuff. I say that I'll be off for at least 2 hours and he cuddles my hair a little bit to make me feel comfortable as I fall asleep.
When I wake up I freak out when I see a huge lock of hair, seemingly mine, in front of me on the floor. Someone pranked me during my sleep? My friends are not around me anymore. I touch my head trying to find where it was cut from, but I can't find any bald spot. Weird. So I just grab it, entangle it with a ribbon and put it in my bag, until I find someone who can explain me what that was about.

5:30

Tourism
With a group of friends again, Zilla is still among them, but now there are other faces: Analaurus and Badwolf, for example. We are visiting some sort of museum or monument and we exit to an enclosed atrium where we see the back of a renovated cathedral and a closed door to some sort of wooden tunnel bridge. We don't see any other way to get out of there. They wonder what this bridge is about and why it's closed if it's the exit and I say I remember seeing something like this on a temple in Tokyo, which granted direct access to the cemetery in the back, diverting people from the more touristic area when they just wanted to go to the cemetery and preventing the tourists to accidentally stepping into the cemetery. I don't think that's the exit we should be taking. So I go around the cathedral's walls and I find, hidden on a corner, a sliding glass door, guarded by two securities, so I call my friends. It was indeed the exit. Once outside, we go different ways and I stay with Analaurus and some other girl. As we walk down some suburban-like residential street, for no reason whatsoever I realize I'm dreaming! I turn to them and inform them we're dreaming and that I'm lucid. Analaurus smiles and says "Good for you! Don't waste this chance!"

Confronting the villain who has Manjushri sword
I smile back at Analaurus and say I just have to recall what is my latest assignment. I almost wake up then (and I almost woke up 3 or 4 times along the rest of the dream), but managed to come back from the limbo before really waking up. Once stable on the dream, I remember I was supposed to go back to the land of Aud, to the unknown village in the countryside where that guy kept the sword of Manjushri hidden in his property, which should be a castle with a guarded tower. Because my anchorage to the dream isn't the most solid, I decide to use the whirling teleportation technique instead of opening a portal. I whirl and when I stop I am at the entrance of the said village. It looks similar to Denn, in which the houses are mostly bright white, but here the buildings are less humble and some are actually pretty awesome. Many of them have towers. It reminds me of Bologna in RL, because of the number of regular houses with big towers on it. I think "It's going to be hard to find the one I'm looking for.", but it should be the bigger or the most impressive one, as this guy is sort of the richer and more powerful around here. I see a very tall pyramidal like wooden structure in the center of a square, composed of three legs supporting a small platform on the top - like some kind of watching tower - and I climb up one of the legs. From the top platform I look around for something unequivocal. That's when I see a hill behind me with a small castle on top. I immediately know it is there. I fly most of the way, but right at the end I simply climb the last bit of the hill, feeling the soil on my feet and hand.
I had planned to fly directly into the tower, to avoid the guards on the door, but I find the front door open and can't resist to sneak in. I don't see anybody. It may be a trap, but the inside of the fortress leaves me speechless and I just forget about any precautions. I go inside and explore it, going up the floors. There's an eerie atmosphere, dark yet luminous. Although there are walls and floors, they are made of a white metallic labyrinthine grid which emanates an invisible shield that fills the in-betweens, so we can see through it. The entire place looks like one big hollow building, despite the floors and divisions. Even the external walls are of this material, so we can see to the outside, although from the outside we see only a regular stone wall. I've reached what seems to be the top floor, which is totally empty and I'm looking through the wall to the outside, absolutely mesmerized, when I notice a dark figure passing by. I look around and see a guy dressed in black, long black hair, evaluating me from head to toes. He is immediately followed by the guy that I recognize as being my true rival. He is dressed in a black suit and looks a lot like the actor Daniel Craig. He is very calm, almost zen-calm and causes quite an impression on me.
He noticed I was impressed with the place, so he tells me the former owner was a guy with a phobia for closed places, who had a constant burning sensation in his body, so he needed to feel like he was always on open air with the breeze passing through. That's when I notice that I can indeed feel the wind blowing as if there were absolutely no walls. Marvelous technology.
Then he tells his assistant to spread the blue powder. I don't know what he is talking about, but when the guy throws a blue powder to the center of this room we're at, I notice the air shimmering and slowly the shape of a sword appears floating in the air, at the level of my eyes, roughly two meters away from me. The sword was hidden behind a camouflage shield and I would have never guessed if he hadn't shown me. He knows what I am coming for and he is interested in playing the game with me. We keep our 2 or 3 meters distance, still evaluating each other, not wanting to rush things up. Then his assistant hands him a sort of neck collar that also emanates a type of force shield and he tells me that if I accept putting in on my neck, he won't hurt me - he really doesn't seem to want to. I know that neck will totally immobilize me, so there's no way I accept the offer. He seems pretty convinced that I can't beat him, but I am pretty convinced that I can. He then asks me exactly who I am and why I want this sword so bad that I am willing to die for it. I tell him my story and then I reply that I do not intend to die. He says that if I'm so sure I won't die, at least someone will be killed in the end - he kinda insinuates without words if I want to carry that load around. But I don't feel any anger for him, I even kind of admire the guy. So I tell him I also don't intend to kill anybody. I will simply recover the sword to hand it back to its rightful owner.
Then I wake up.

7:30

28.09.2011

I become Zeus within a dream and went Trick or Treat (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was going with Ana in a car trip. She was going to drive as I felt very tired. It was getting dark, so I got comfortable in my car and tried to fall asleep.

I found myself in a small town and realized that since I went to sleep in the car, I was dreaming (funny, accepting the reality of a dream, but not realized I went to sleep in a dream) I was in front of a big mountain. Such mountain was filled by houses and stores. I took a small flight to make my dream crystal clear and immediately recalled the ToTM.

I thought about transforming again into God Phoenix, but I realized that was a Roman God and not a Greek one. I decided to aim for Zeus. I started to visualize lighting bolts sparkling within my hands. Soon, I started to grow. My arms and chest became very muscular and I grew up in size. I suddenly had a huge lighting bolt in my hand. A voice told me I was Zeus and I owned the Master Bolt.








I figured with the basic done, I needed a costumer, but again, as it was a dream, I really did not care about it. I flew to one of the homes on the mountain and knocked the door requested trick or treat.
A kid opened the door and gave me a small purple ball. I tasted it. It was like strawberries.

With both task done, I decided to try to project, but suddenly I felt my dream body moving abruptly.

I woke up in the car. We had an accident and the dream turned third person. My parents where there and they were talking with my wife. She was freaking out due the accident. I tried to ask her what happened, but she was too nervous to talk.
A little after, I woke up for real.

Lucid Non-lucid

I was inside of a normal dream, though I do not remember it much at all. I became lucid, and it felt like I was forcing it by grabbing the thought and refusing to let go untill I understood it. I didnt stay lucid long, but I remember somehow getting to the top of a impossibly tall tree and looking down, contemplating whether or not to jump.

Date: 29/10/11
Time: ~9am
Memory Clarity: 8/10
My IRL friend, Dean and I were just finished inflitrating some kind of compound. We came out of the vents of the building into the main interior, which was a school. There were students there, packing up the chairs and tables as it was the end of the year. I observe this happening, when suddenly I feel myself begin to wake up - I was beginning to feel my real-life body. I focused extremely hard on maintaining the dream and lo and behold, it worked! The dream resumed, with the exact same scene, except because of the almost awakening I was now lucid.

I was fairly excited, and turned to Dean to tell him but he wasn't there, so I made him walk through the doorway and told him 'Hey Dean, we're in a lucid dream!' Dean replies 'A history dream!?' and runs off somewhere. I simply looked around the area, and saw a DC who I'm pretty sure was a substitute teacher from my school. She and another student approached me, and we made small talk about dreams, which I can't remember exactly, but the teacher said, 'If you're in a dream, why aren't you doing more crazy things,' to which I replied 'I just feel like relaxing.' And it was relaxing - I observed the surroundings and noticed how real it seemed. Soon after the dream collapsed.


I'm fairly proud of this; it's been a while since my last lucid. This is the first time I've ever been able to retain the dream when about to awake, which was cool too. I suppose that makes it a DEILD?

NOTE: Here I am! I now have 10/12 tasks done! I was so happy to break my 17 day dryspell. This has been one of my top three worst dryspells since I joined DV.

Lucidity: 3

Vividness: 3

Here I am...a slave. A prisoner. Trapped. Hopeless. Doomed to be slaved forever. Working for these worthless bastards. The work is harsh, as well as the Sun. Having a family to manage(I don't actually manage a family in real life though) doesn't make it any easier. With low food supply and too many hours of work, a family isn't easy to manage by yourself. I'm sick of all this bullshit now. I have decided to make plans to escape with my family and get to safety...away from this hellish place. A man comes to the home I'm slaved at, and he gives me $700 to give to the female owner. He leaves, but I go upstairs to my room with the money. I hide it in my clothes drawer. I have a surprisingly good room for a slave though. However, a man comes to inspect my room. He finds the money, and man is he pissed. I sure ain't no indentured servant, so I shouldn't have any money! This man decides to snitch away to the house owner. But, I now suddenly become lucid! Oh bitch I time this shit just fine! I run up to the window now. I appear to be in my brother's room now at my real life home. Um...okay. So, I now jumped through the window, and I drop two stories onto the parking lot. Aha! I know what I need to do! The Grease TOTY! I now use the turn around method to summon myself a black Mustang, and Greased Lightning. John Travolta(I think his character's name was Danny though...) is sitting in Greased Lightning, ready to race. I now get into my Mustang. Now, we begin the race. I am easily speeding past that piece of shit he calls a race car. Our race progresses for quite sometime, but the dream began to become a lot more vivid. I do recall winning though. But just barely. I soon awake.

Here is a bad recall dream, sadly its because of a failed WBTB, ive been struggling recently and I don't know why.

Vividness: 8
Recall: 3
Overall: 5

Non-Lucid Lucid Comment

Interestingly enough I tried visualizing a river with a massive stone D upright in the middle of it to try and MILD, because in this dream I become lucid at a Swimming Pool, correlation? I think so.

I am at a swimming pool, and become lucid, I do this through awareness, I look down to my hands and they look kinda blurry, I change my skin colour to black and head into the pool.

For some reason I was held down with a gun. The guy was holding my ransom and whipped my back a few times. I told him just to kill me and make it quick. I wasn't scared but a little excited to enter the astral plane as that's where I thought I would go when I died. He shot me in the head and I felt the blood squirt out of my head and my body going limp. I just was floating aimlessly. It was time to form a scenario. I imagined walking around and everything in detail. A new dream scene emerged. I walked around stabilizing the scenario taking my time to make it super unique. I decided that I never really explore my dream characters much and I wanted to find out a bit more about them and what they so in certain situations. I was at a pool party. All the dcs had girlfriends with them. I went around talking to the guys and seeing their faces in detail. I would squeeze their girlfriends boobs to see their reaction. Most of them wouldn't say anything. One of them got super pisses. I laughed at him and asked what he was going to do about it. He didn't say anything but looked ashamed. I ripped her shirt off. She had really weird boobs. I bent her over as if I was going to have sex with her to see his reaction. He was still so I just left him. I had a fa where I was dc watching her cheat on him. He was very upset about it. I was about to enter a game of age of empires. I was back at my moms house and playing dc universe. I was in a 2v2 arena type tournament. My mouse was messed up and I had a really hard time playing. My guy was really strong and it was 1v3. I managed to kill 2 of them before dieing.

I'm in my apartment. It's day outside and sunlight is coming through the windows and lighting the whole room I'm in. I don't quite remember what I was doing; the computer wasn't on and I was probably doing my homeworks. Over the flow of the dream, I wonder if I'm awake or dreaming - eventually, at that point, I notice that the hand I had on the desk didn't have the ring-finger and the little finger (or, even better, most of the finger was amputated).
"Is it a dream? ...Yes, it is" - I get up and take a look around: I can feel the different feeling of the landscape, it isn't anything like the physical plane. It also feels a lot different from the other lucid dreams because, this time, I was holding complete control over the dream...
I think that I should try something that I planned to do: a shared dream. I focus my energies on the wardrobe, expecting to create a portal through it. I wait a few seconds before opening the wardrobe door, but there's nothing in it but some clothes. So I think that I should do something else than creating a portal: I try to summon my personal weapon, a green electric whip, but I don't even succeed in that. I try to summon fire to burn the floor, and still nothing.

I head out by the main door and all I see around me is unknown buildings. "I'm not supposed to be here, where am I? This isn't my city." - Indeed, the city looked a lot like Chinatown. There were very narrow streets, extending between shops and poor apartments. It's night. The shop signs are the only source of lighting.
I turn left to the first alley, then the world changes around me again.

It's still night. My level of awareness is slowly dropping. I'm in an arena, it looks quite ancient and arcane. There are demons approaching from every direction. They have got purple skin and an armor covering their heads, shoulders and legs. They're led by a bigger, flying demon. It's got a dark armor covering its whole body and it's got devil horns.
As they surround me and they're about to attack me, I jump high in air and fly away. The landscape is very big: it's an huge dark purple wasteland with a purple sky and purple lightnings.

I don't recall anything else.

Non-Drean/Comments
Dream
Lucid

11.02.2011

I am at some road. I want to ride a motorbike. I see one in front of me. I examine the low-angled windscreen and the windshield. I jump in it and ride it. I am afraid that some cop will stop me, cause i don't have a license. I am also worried because i am going a bit slow in a big road and don't know exactly how to use the clutch... It doesn't seem to be much of a problem, but the feeling of the ride sucks. My vision is also bad. The windscreen is kinda blocking my sight and there are no mirrors. I reach a place and see two other bikes with some guys from the uni on them. I go next to them. Now we are walking (didn't notice that change). They say that most people who ride bikes, have one like the one i ride (probably because i like kawasaki ninja :p).
"Umm... Actually it's not mine" (semi-lucid)
"I found it in a street. And do you know what the best part is?"
"What?"
"We are in a dream!"
I don't remember if he said anything. There are some cops nearby wearing some weird suits. I am suddenly lying on the ground and have a feeling that i am going to be arrested. Someone throws a gun next to me. One of the guys laughs. I pick it up and pretend to shoot. There are two buttons on it. The one says "sleep", the other something that i don't remember. One of the cops approaches me. He stops. He puts his gun out, makes some settings, he points at his head and shoots. There is a voice saying "sleeep" and he goes "nooooo" in a regretful way, as though he made the wrong settings. There is something like green electricity over his head and his body is standing up but paralized. He seems to be dead or unconscious. What happened is that he should have pressed the other button (which would have keep him in the dream), while he pressed the "sleep" button, which made him wake up (i just KNOW). I look at my gun. I press the other button. I check it on a guy from uni first (lol). I shoot and there is this voice again saying something about some aminoacids that the gun enhances, which make you dream longer. I shoot myself. I am at a place that i can't tell if it's inside or outside. There are many people. They all have words over their heads. Each word is a choice i can make for the dream, or some info about the person. I see a girl with the word "sex" over her head. I look at her and she says
"Bunnies"
I understand that if i want sex i have to find people dressed like bunnies... I wander around. I see a girl dressed like a bunny. I look at her. There are three choices over her head. I look at the one saying "threesome". :p There are three girls coming from my left. One of them seems to be the leader or something. She is really nicely dressed. The one of the other two is the main one, and the other is an alternative... The leader girl says
"Movie star come on"
We walk through some rooms and doors. We even went trough a bar. It was a casual bar with a lot of people. I saw a friend (we have been talking about dreams that night) holding two big glasses of beer and talking to two very nice girls. I call him and make a face like "hey i am going to have sex and you are drinking beer" lol. We finally reach a quiet room. The other girls goes to the fridge to get something to drink. I look around and see the other room with a big bed in it... Sweee... The dream is FADIIIING I wake up...

At least it was a big one after nearly one month!

09/15/2011
Dream Fragment One
All I remember was that I was in a house that I thought was my own. I walked outside, and it was night time. Looking to one side, I noticed that the outside of the house was definitely not my house. For one brief moment, I realized that I had no idea where I was, and that this had to be a dream. Unfortunately, I woke up immediately after this realization.


Dream Fragment Two
I was driving around, downtown somewhere, with MJ. We were just hanging out for a while, but I don't really remember too much that went on.


Dream Three
"Friends 'til the End...and Then Some."

This was a really strange dream, and I'm not sure if I can remember the exact details, because it was kind of confusing. I was not actually a participant in this dream. I just seemed to be watching it. Apparently, there were two middle-aged women, who were extremely close friends. One of them - a brunette - really reminded of Rosanne Arnold. The other woman - blonde - was being abused by some deadbeat dude, and ended up getting critically injured by him. (I don't believe she died, though.) Later, her friend had done something to the man, in order to get revenge. I can't remember what it was, but she definitely put him in his place. She might have killed him. I'm not sure.

However, the twist came when the brunette woman was sitting in her home one night, and she picked up the phone to call her friend. My disembodied perspective came in on the conversation, as she was sitting on her bed and explaining to her friend about how she avenged her friend and 'got the bastard' that critically injured her. Suddenly, I could hear her friend on the phone. Her voice was filled with sorry, and it seemed so much more like she was talking to herself, rather than talking to the friend who was telling her about how she's gotten the man back for what he'd done. I could hear the blonde's muffled voice through the phone, sobbing to herself about how much she misses her friend (the brunette), how she wishes she was still alive, and how she hated the man that killed her beloved friend.

The brunette was visibly shocked by this. She called into the phone "hello?? hello??!", trying to get clarification, but it seemed that her blonde friend couldn't hear her. It was if the phone call was not actually happening, and she was just somehow listening to her blonde friend talking to herself. Then, the brunette began to piece together what was going on, and my perspective followed her recollection as if it were a movie flashback. It showed that the brunette was actually the one who was attacked by the man in question. I saw a quick flash of her getting struck down by him, and then another flash of a funeral service. The brunette woman was in an open casket, and her blonde friend was standing nearby. My perspective then switched back to the brunette, in her room, still clutching the phone. The realization came to her (and me, of course), that she was the one who had been killed, and that everything that had happened after her death (killing the man, talking on the phone to her friend) was all just fabrications of the afterlife that came with her apparent inability to accept the fact that she had died. My recollection of the dream faded as the woman was just sitting on the bed with the look of complete shock on her face, trying to make sense of just what the hell happened to her.


Dream Fragment Four
I was laying on a couch. On the couch with me was the brunette from the previous dream. The blonde was sitting on a nearby loveseat. Having no idea that I was still dreaming, I was explaining the previous dream to the two of them, as if they were my waking world friends. They listened intently, while I recounted all the details.


Dream Five
"The Undead of Winter"

(Another crazy one, and I have the feeling I'm missing a lot that went on, before my initial recollection of the dream begins.)

I was in an enormous mansion, along with some friends. The first thing I remember is that we had done something we weren't supposed to do, and ended up unleashing a horde of zombies from deep within the mansion. Once they were unleashed, they just began streaming out of every door and hallway, in absolutely insane numbers. We all ran for our lives, trying not to get lost in the building. I remember the final stretch of hallway, leading toward the exit, and ducking and dodging all of the flailing, undead arms that were reaching out for us as we passed.

When we finally made it outside, we found ourselves in a snow-white clearing. It looked like this mansion was secluded out in the Alps, or something, with the tundra-like setting all around us. The zombies continued to flood out of the mansion by the thousands, and we had something of a stand-off, out here, because it seemed like all directions were blocked by impassable landscape. I remember having some sort of contraption in my pocket that helped point me out to where any potential weapons were. However, with the zombies beginning to box us in, there was no way that I could get to any of them. They eventually closed in on us, and I remember dying at least once.

Before I knew it, I was back inside the mansion. We had just accidentally set the zombies free (again), and they were filling the mansion again, while we made our second escape. With some awareness of what had happened, the first time, I pulled out my 'weapon-finder' much earlier, on this second run. As soon as I exited the mansion, I took a sharp right and dashed toward a crowbar that the gadget had directed me to. I picked it up and began bludgeoning the creatures back, as best I could. There were far too many of them, though, and they just kept on coming. We continued to be pushed back to the rough terrain, as we had before, but we somehow figured out that these zombies only advanced on us when we were looking at them, and whenever we would turn our eyes from them, they would either freeze up, or wander about aimlessly. (I also remember something about music being involved, and how music being played also caught them to wonder around at random, instead of toward us. It all felt like a zombie-apocalypse game I tried out the other day on the PC, where the zombies wouldn't come close to you, unless you were moving around and drawing attention to yourself, but a little different. Can't remember the name of the game, though.)

Using this knowledge of how to stun them to our advantage, the last thing I remember is our group working together to stun them and toss grenades into the fray, when there were enough of them in a single spot to maximize damage to the horde. However, we knew that we just did not have enough resources to take them out, and they continued to stream out of the mansion in numbers that didn't seem to show any signs of dwindling.

Hi everyone! I haven't been posting in my DJ for a LOOOOONG time, and feel really bad. I got out of it, and need to get back in. I will be starting again today (Permanently this time!)

I woke up around 4 AM and attempted a WILD. I got into SP and saw HI of floating door handles around me. I used VILD to get me right into a dream outside of Hogwarts.

It was early morning outside at Hogwarts, around 6 AM. I could feel the crisp, cold air on my skin. It felt nice. I looked around, and noticed this dream was extremely vivid. I noticed tiny things like bugs flying around, the texture of every little thing, and all the vivid colors.

I started to walk towards the entrance to Hogwarts. I pushed the large, wooden door open and stepped inside. A few people were walking down the halls. They all looked like they were in a hurry for something.

I looked down at myself, and noticed I was wearing a bright orange robe. My skin was very tan, and I felt very short. I quickly changed into a Hufflepuff robe with a flick of my wand.

My wand was a dark green color, and was mossy. It had many details, and tiny bumps on it. I walked down a white marble hallway, and decided to complete the "Learn and perform Alohomora on a locked door" task.

I summoned a short person, who looked like a wise elf. I always imagine the best teachers to look like elves. I told him I would like to know how to perform Alohomora.

His eyes were twinkling (literally), and he told me to draw the shape of a key in the air with my wand, and then point it at any locked door and say "Alohomora!". He grabbed my arm, and we flashed into a dark blue room filled with wooden doors. He told me to choose a door, and then he disappeared.

I looked around, and one particular door caught my eye. It had an engraving of an owl on it. The owl was moving, just like most pictures in Hogwarts. I went over to it and drew a key into the air. I could see the outline of it. I pointed my wand at the door, and the outline of the key started moving towards it. The owl caught the outline and the door slowly creaked open.

There was nothing on the other side! I slowly walked into it, and started to feel a pins and needles sensation all around my body. The next thing I knew, I was standing in a tall room filled with owls. There were all kinds of owls. Barn owls, great horned owls, snowy owls, etc.

A barn owl gracefully landed on my shoulder, and whispered to me "Look up, you will find all the ingredients to create an aging potion, on that platform with a cauldron." I thanked the owl, and looked up. There was a floating platform in the middle of the air about 80 feet up.

I super jumped onto the platform and could feel a cold wind blowing in my face. On the platform I saw an eyeball, a book, and a green marker. I picked up the book, but it was blank. I slowly dropped it into the black cauldron. White smoke came out of it, and I heard a banging noise. I picked up all the other items and put it in the cauldron.

When I was done putting the last ingredient in, a cup appeared in front of it, filled with green liquid. I picked it up, and slowly brought it to my lips. It tasted like a sour green apple! I loved it! I drank as much as I could, but I forgot it was an aging potion!

My legs started to feel weak, and I could see a white beard growing out of my chin. I started to look exactly like Dumbledore! A cane appeared by my feet, but when I bent down to get it, I fell! Oh my god I hate being old I said to myself.

I used my wand to make me look and feel young again. The transformation to become young was slow, but felt good. Owls were still flying all around me.

I couldn't remember if there was any more Hufflepuff tasks but I did remember one Universal task! I held out my wand and said "Accio...broomstick!" I felt cold wind all around me and a broomstick flew into my hand.

I cautiously got onto it. It was little bigger than I expected (width wise). Right when I sat down it zoomed forward, and I had a hard time controlling it and hanging on! All the owls looked up and surrounded me. They grew hands and guided me to safety.

Once I got to the ground I decided to try it again. I got on it, and nothing happened. I pointed it up, and it shot up! When I pointed it right, it went right and when I pointed it left it zoomed left! I looked for any windows or doors to fly out of, but couldn't find any. Just this long room filled with owls. It didn't occur to me I could just teleport out since it was a dream.

I flew around the room for a couple minutes, when I fell of the broomstick! It was so unexpected, I just fell and hit the ground fast! I woke up, and could see that someone turned on my fan in the middle of the night.

This LD was pretty boring.

Dream

I woke up and went to the bathroom, while there I was noticing the surroundings and thought I might be dreaming I did a RC to verify first I plugged my nose, I could breathe then I looked at my right hand it had a thumb on the left. I knew I was dreaming my first thought was "WHAT DO I DO!?",WHAT DO I DO!?".

I thought I should go outside but I was in my PJ's so I went to get changed, and he is where it slowed down to a halt, I COULDN'T DECIDE WHAT SHIRT TO WEAR" so I'm trying to pick what I should wear. I started to think that I'm losing Lucid time so I went outside.

I don't know if this happened before or after but I remember walking out and heading to the high street when I saw people fighting skinheads naturally I joined and started fighting them till police broke it up (I think).

I also flirted with my next door neighbour, this probably happened before I went to the fight.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-09-11 Intentions: Chill out and meet up with Kaomea, perhaps find Mitzu and get her to explain how to do portals. Additionally I kept in mind to wake up and write down my dreams right after they occurred to see if my recall had gone completely, which proved a good strategy though I have to be careful due to quite the difficulties in falling back to sleep. An audio recorder has become a serious consideration to avoid light interference and shorten the time spent.

“Turning off the lights on the night of the dead is a serious matter”

I am in a house there is a kitchen and dining room adjacent to each other and there are loads of lights on. The lights are a combination of burning candles and electrical lighting. I am going around the house turning off these lights down stairs. Next to the dining room is a hallway that includes a flight of stairs going up. I know people are up there and I take a piece of candy and throw it out the door to get the attention from the people upstairs so I don't have to do all the work myself.

A big, hispanic looking and well trained guy named Jesus appears in this hallway. I briefly wonder if he has come from upstairs or the outside, though I think I decide on the former. While I start talking to Jesus, I get struck with terror. I never really figure out if he is involved in my emotional state or not.

I get sucked into a conversation that happens mentally. My interpretation of this conversation is a sheet of paper with blue pen written on it. As the conversation progress the the statements in each column, one for me and one for the other party change. I get the feeling I am speaking with two figures dressed in dark clothes and that they are either supernatural entities or involved in a cult worshipping such beings.

The gist of the conversation is that it is the night of the dead and the veil between the world of spirit and the world of physics is thinnest. They are trying to intimidate me by I think proclaiming that they will claim my niece on her 4th year of living (7-9-13). However I am not going to sit idly by and let this happen. I think I wake up.

Notes: When awake I get this sensation that I am not alone in the room, I am still stricken with terror, a bit like the nightmare I had a few nights ago. Though this time I go back to sleep with a defiant attitude and I reiterate my intentions, while still noting that on the nights where I intend to dreamwalk I get a similar terror affect.

“Traffic planning leads to defeating a god”

I am following people around in an environment similar to what I grew up in. I think I am following two people around who are taking me on a tour through their private roads while explaining that they are trying to comply with the government regulations for road safety, though they aren't happy about the government interference.

The lighting would indicate a summer afternoon with high bright sun and the foliage still carries clear green. As we are walking around these roads I notice that already some destination signs have been put up, so work has already been carried out.

We get to a point where there is a clearing in the plant life already and it looks like there is a wooden bench that has been cut out of a tree root. I proclaim that there is already a spot of a sign to be placed here, but the old man, now in the shape of my grandfather proclaims that he will fight to the death against having a sign placed here. The reason becomes apparent upon closer inspection of this bench, which isn't actually a bench, but rather a depiction of a Viking face. It is cut pretty flat so the perspective makes the face visible (strange somehow impossible in waking life I think).

My grandfather is then asked if he thinks the Norse people were peaceful settlers, but he explains that they are better contrived as nomads. The scenery starts shifting and now we are in what can best be described as a mixture of a locker room and museum at night. My grandfather is then asked where the blonde trace of the Norse people originated from. He explains it is a funny story and that it was in the 1800s with the “Ette” families.

There are people in dark robes in the room by now. I ask if the name Vestergaard has any relation to this Ette family, but my grandfather explains that it doesn't sound likely. Maybe the name is connected to the god Vejle. There is no current understanding of the meaning of the name Vejle or mine for that matter.

We then get captured by Vejle and she holds nothing back, she lets us know that she intends to kill us. She wounds by stabbing me somewhere in the upper part of my torso, but then a woman appears and distracts her, thereby saving me. Vejle kills her (I think). At this point I notice her dagger is of clear crystal and superior compared to my crude rock knife.

I charge her and figure out she is strong. The battle is an attempt from both sides to block the other's attack. She gets a stab into my pelvic area right above my crouch and it hurts and for a brief moment I think I have been defeated. But I invoke defiance and get a stab in her neck just above her protective chain mail she carries under her dark robe.

As she is dying I lean closer and look her deeply in the eyes and tell her (somehow knowing that it is now my right and duty to proclaim the meaning of my name) “God Slayer, the meaning of the name is God Slayer”.

The remaining “hoodies” pick up Vejle and drag her out while at the same time declaring that they will paint the walls with the name God Slayer, as if I have just beaten a chief in a duel and thereby claimed leadership over the people.

I bend over and clutch my wound.

I wake up.

Notes: Similar feeling to the first (and previous) nightmares, but with increased confidence in my ability to concur nightmares and whatever entities are trying to get me. “Ette” and “Vejle” is a rubbish word and a Danish town respectively.
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“You can't get on the plane!”

I am in an airport. My family, including my uncle, auntie and my cousins are going on a trip. It is a trip within Europe so technically we shouldn't need our passports. We are walking through to the security check through this long narrow hallway where there is plenty of evening sun coming through.

Michael and I have forgotten out passports and while my mother is having a fit, I try and take control of the situation by proclaiming that since it is a European flight our drivers licenses should be enough to get us on the plane (don't think this is actually true). Michael is the first to show his drivers license to the Norwegian (?) security guard, and he confirms that it would be possible to get on the plane if it wasn't for the fact that his drivers license had expired. He asks Michael to get back out of the airport.

My uncle Calle, Michael's dad, get cranky and asks rather sarcastic if the security guard is really going to tell Michael that he cannot get on board. His tone of voice indicates that he will be upset about this and that he might resort to violence if his son isn't allowed on the plane.

Calle goes behind the counter the security guards are standing by and starts facing us. In the meantime the guard he was getting into an argument with comes up behind him, grabs something from a drawer that I recognise to be pepper spray and starts spraying Calle in the neck. Calle at first doesn't reall sense it and then he slowly starts turning his head and gets a bit in his eyes.

He starts punching the security guard and after a while the guard asks his partner if he can bring him two rounds from the cupboard, declaring his intention of shooting Calle. Then it goes weird. All of a sudden the two security guards with Calle in the middle are assembling a big drill for a power tool and at this point I start clapping my fingers. I don't think my family has realised it yet, but I have figured that it is all a show for Michael because it is his birthday.

I walk along the counter and see my dad sitting by it like he would a bar. I look at him while clapping to see if he has figured it is all a play as well.
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“I have a freaking strange way of fertilising plants”

I am at a party, or something similar and I leave to run back home. I am running through the rain without wearing a shirt. I think this is intentional because I have some woman to impress. Although I am running sloooooooow and people are seeing it I am quite confident that it looks like I am in quite a powerful stride.

I don't get all the way back home and all of a sudden I have this plant that is supposed to get planted in April. I walk into a house that I think is my own but after a while I see that it is not. I turn around to leave while saying “Sorry my mistake, wrong house” and try and walk out. The house I now notice is blue and yellow pallets on the walls with wooden bar chairs set along a counter. I briefly wonder how the place looks like a café or bar, when last I was in the area it was a residential house.

Aaaanyways I start walking out the house and I now seem completely entagled in the tree or plant I am supposed to plant in April. This tree is so big that I get stuck in the door and can't get out. I am not afraid, but slightly embarrassed at the situation as I have clearly gone about my mission of getting out of the door in completely the wrong way.

The owner of the house, a woman comes out and starts helping me out. As well as helping me out the door she also provides some useful tips for when I will plant the tree. I am not sure why I start rummaging about in the dirt around the roots of the plants, maybe to get out of the entanglement I don't know. However what does come from this is that I notice there is a lot of worms in the dirt and as I dig my hands in I can feel them moving about in my hands. These worms are fertilizers I intrinsically know, so I decide to grab a handful and eat them in order to fertilize my plants (WTF!?!?). It is a really unpleasant feeling in my mouth and then I question if I can even incorporate this way of fertilisation into my lifestyle (I am an ethical/principal vegetarian).

skip.

Back in the bar/café from before and I notice the woman is having a shot. I think it is Jaegermeister dropped into a glass of hot water. My dad orders 4 and gives me one along with Lars Digter, and some else.
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“Short WILD – Swimming Pool and find Minka!”

I am lying in my bed just after the dream above. I notice the lights behind my eyelids get brighter and brighter and eventually pictures start appearing. The pictures are strange they are of chairs on a balcony, but the balcony is upside down.

My vision zooms up so I can see some details of the chairs. They are white and look like cheap dining chairs, the texture seems somewhat rough. Along these chairs are white plastic recliners as well.

Skip.

I wake up in the darkness by a pool. My sister is talking about how she has gone swimming with my niece, momma baby style. I tell her that it is all well and good, but that this is a dream. Then my sister reassures me that of course she would do it in dreams but also in real life, which basically just serves to confuse me and I can't really understand the implications of the sentence.

I am somewhat confused I see the white recliners and I am positive that I was just falling asleep, but I end up jumping into the pool and really feeling the water. I then climb back out of the pool and decide to check my hand. it looks fairly normal at first, then maybe an extra finger, wait am I sure there was an extra finger, make you little finger shorten Dennis! Cool beans, finger is getting shorter, defo dreaming!

What was it I wanted to do, oh right find Minka (50% correct, I was supposed to find someone, but it was Kaomea). I walk out on the water because I can and take off into flight up to a roof top window. I think I might be talking to my sister about dream control or something.

I start climbing out through the window, but bonk my head against the glass. I take a breath, slow down and focus and try again. This time I am able to go through the glass and it feels like I am climbing through cling film.

I take off into flight again when I am on the roof. I shout “Engage Awareness!” and I take particular notice of the fact that there are plenty of stars out and the trees are swaying heavily with wind. I notice that I am completely wet from being in the pool and the wind is going to chill me, but I also think luckily I can just alter that so it isn't a problem.

As I am flying through the wind I become nervous about the wind grabbing me and slamming me to the ground or into a tree. The dream fades.

Notes: I think the lack of time spent stabilising the dream and the fear evoked about slamming into a tree is what ended it. It was only a brief thought as well, almost the same instant I thought it I also thought, fuck it, only a dream.

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