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Catching up on my DV dream journals, posting one LD for now instead of getting hampered trying to do one huge post compiling everything up to date.

Sat, 30 Jul 2016:

~~!! Late a.m. !! Using GF incubation MILD, what I'd do got my mind thinking dreamy possibilities: Another later morning success around 7am!~~

There is this 2 part flying spaceship-like craft, I realize after first thinking it was two separate ships, one smaller with 2 pilots and a large one with many crew and passengers perhaps. The smaller part is trying to pilot the craft out of danger and I'm down below on a platform in a giant rectangular water reservoir of some kind like an enormous swimming pool. Someone is flooding it with a ton of water all of the sudden and my platform is being swung around wildly in the water. I call up to the people in the ship what is being done and that's when I see it is 2 parts connected and I see lots of crew/people in the larger section below the smaller section. The platform I'm on is pushed against a rocky wall with vines hanging down and I start thinking I should climb out and then get the more dreamy idea that it will be easy, and then heck I can just fly up out of here. I climb with ease and then fly andI am very joyful I have been liberated from a dire situation into a lucid dream!!! I am just away from the edge and don't hesitate to jump out over the turbulent pool and think about how wow I'm really sure I can fly over it and not fall in and then I suppress some emerging doubt (Sivason's lesson: http://www.dreamviews.com/dream-yoga/139475-advanced-skill-1-suppressing-emerging-thoughts.html ) that could drop me down and make me lose lucidity, and I move on with confidence! I fly up to a few smaller buildings and then up to a larger building to see what's going on inside. Nothing interesting to see really. I start to get a few dreamscene fades where the whole scene is dropping out but I use the seeding ideas based on Sivason's but the opposite effect, flowering them instead of suppressing them - there is a time for each... and the ideas from Daniel Love about seeing patterns in things and I stabilized. I am getting very good at bringing back the same building or a building that looks a lot like the building that just faded away. I'm thinking about this while I do it and I am amazed at how well it is working and how clear my thinking is. Perhaps this is one benefit to late morning when you are closer to getting up for the day your head is more clear but the dreams tend to be more wispy so we need to incubate them and to feed them and keep them going with seeds of thoughts like "oh that didn't fade I see a tree emerging I see it for me…here!" and "that pattern over there even if that pattern is not there yet I create it and it grows." Before long my scene is stabilized. I am floating down a residential street with large 2 and 3 story properties and I see an old guy walking and I have a slight thought regarding messing around with him in some way but I decided instead to talk to him and see if he seems like an intelligent DC. I greet him and he says his name something like John Clare. I asked him what he represents and even think as I'm saying it in the dream, I think to myself that the question is not very clear if you're trying to ask something about your subconscious. The answer was he was an astronaut. I think about the astronaut reference recently in waking life and figure that's where this answer must have come from. It was an astronaut speaking on TV. I look up at this large two-story apartment house it seems it has a fairly large flame and smoke coming out the back right corner. I think I can be a hero in my dream and I fly down to see what's going on. The room next to it and the one before it look completely unfazed and I knock on the windows and tell the occupants there's a fire in the next room and I start heading down toward the fire. When I get to the window with the fire I can't see anything so I fly down to the entrance and go in the house and tell the mother of the house that they have a fire up in one of the rooms and I flew up their staircase and up to the room and lead a few other younger folks out from upstairs and down. The mother comes up and I see a tampon pad and say someone must have lit it but it looks like it's under control now. The mother says some of these birds were already here. We all head downstairs and as I'm about to leave I tell her "sure you can show your appreciation

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by giving me a nice blow job."

There is another beauty across the way and she gets my attention. The mother, good looking in a "girl next door" kind of way starts

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going at my ahem

as if to bring my thoughts back to her. I tell the other one she can jump on, in a moment, but the scene starts fading and I seed the thought that she has walked over to me and hopped on and I can feel it a bit before I fade completely back to bed smiling big!

The day after I noted in my dream journal: "Try heavy visualization and incubation again for late morning chance…"

I went to sleep early last night & got up late. I took my meds only at the beginning of the night at 9pm & fell asleep about 10:15 so it may be why my mind was opened up more. I also cut way back on my smoking a week ago because Mike & I are working towards quitting. I'm actually really grateful for not being foggy, regardless of the fear I experienced at times during the following entries.

My first experience of the night. I was sleeping & Mike had left earlier for work so this was probably around 6am. I started sleeping on my back in February or March but somehow I ended up on my stomach. I felt the all to familiar feelings of terror as I felt my body being forcefully pushed down into my bed & I couldn't move at all. Sleep paralysis is something I am all too familiar with. It seemed to go on forever. Eventually I was able to move & woke up to go smoke half a cig. I then went back to my bed to try to have an OOB/AP experience. I laid back down & tried to raise my vibrations but I've been sick & what is usually an easy thing for me to do was not happening at all. This is where I interject that ethereal entities are drawn to ppl when they are sick or deeply depressed. I am not depressed my any means but we all know I have been sick.... I then fell back to sleep.

I awoke again to being held down again but this time it felt like a prepubescent male about 12 which disturbed me on a whole other level. I can't explain how I felt this but maybe it will make some sense later on as you read... I felt scared at first but also confused. I've never encountered some entity that I would consider to be some kind of lost confused soul of some sort. I didn't feel like he meant anything bad but I still had some real fear present because entities can do things like impersonate a being that you wouldn't fear. Anyway, I finally came out of the sleep paralysis & got up to pee & went back to sleep again. (Side note: I was on my side when this all occurred which is also not very common for me. And also the phrase, "prepubescent male" is not a phrase I use yet I felt strongly about saying it this way.)

I awoke again on my side w/ the same feeling of this boy on me. It was like he was trying to scare me for some reason but now I'm not scared at all. Instead I feel bad for him. I can tell this time I can attempt to move like before when I had an OOB/AP but I tried to roll in the opposite direction than I normally do towards Mike's side of the bed in hopes of seeing him. But I just roll over & sit up. Nothing occurs. I then go to pee again & go back to sleep.

This time I have no sleep paralysis at all but enter a dream state. I feel the weight of this boy yet again in my dream state. He's looking at me & just trying to scare me. I became full blown lucid at this point. He is freaking out because I can see him. He is confused. He told me that no-one ever sees him. I said, "well I sure see you, why were you holding me down" he said he was trying to scare me but doesn't know why. He just sounds like a kid doing something kid like. Like he was getting a kick out of it as a sort of game. I'm in his house I think but I'm not sure. I'm in a bed there & the house looks old. I start walking around & the fixtures & everything is old not like a modern house might be. He's walking w/ me but he seems not fully solid to me but close, really close. Other people are there like a family. Eventually one by one the others start to see him too & he's excited & scared all at once. I feel like his guide or something. Like I'm supposed to help him or I'm here for a purpose that is his, not mine. Of course I think as a bi-product it has helped me in some way. The people seemed confused too & not much is really said. I then woke up.

I'm not sure why these kinds of things happen to me but I think maybe the boy in particular was there for a reason. I have been studying medium-ship for a while now & reading stories by mediums of real life sessions w/ ppl & the afterlife. I'm highly sensitive to ppl & feel energies. I've had OOB's/AP's. I've had encounters w/ 2 family members that have passed & I see my dead dog in my home. I'm always having strange urges to tell someone about something that will help them & I pass it on to them. I know when ppl are coming to my house a lot via dreams or feelings. Hence, I'm quite intuitive. I also am very in-tune to vibrations. I've been studying Spiritualism, which is not Religion so please don't confuse them. I'm very interested in Energy Healing & Spiritual Healing. I'd like to learn one or both. As of a week ago I have cut back on my smoking because of a strong feeling I have that this is blocking me. But in the end this is my weird life. I think I've been led down this path after so much strange & unusual turmoil in my life. Like I had to go through all of that to get to here. This is a great advantage to not being a young person anymore. With age comes wisdom & insight.

Yesterday: Non-Lucid- This dream was so vivid w/ color & hard to explain. My explanation of details will never do this dream justice. I was in some bazaar man made looking cave w/ tunnels. Some sort of cave system of sorts. The walls, floor & ceiling were *Luminescent (i had to look this up because I new it wasn't fluorescent & I wanted to be accurate) in color. There were lots of people but it wasn't crowded, I kept coming upon groups, couples & single people as I explored this place. We were all having some super natural experience. Someone would throw this strange looking sphere & it would move in all kinds of directions on it's own. Sometimes it would just move real slow, fast or zip around just to mention a few. At intervals there were other ppl throwing one of these balls & it would always do something different. Something went wrong w/ and the person near me said I would have to throw the ball because they were needed elsewhere. Then a guy asked me if I knew where to log in & I said no & that I didn't work there. I was trying to tell him I had never done this before. Then he told me to change to the Fire Safety Code so, I punched in a 3 digit code. The guy I was subbing for came back & was flipping out acting all strange. He looked like Paulie from this season's Big Brother & was an asshole. But he was gay unlike Paulie & was professing his love for another man there & exposing some secret affair. The other guy had a wife, lol. The married couple were both freaked out. The guy professing his love made these digital hearts & arrows in the air. It was actually pretty cool. There were a lot of them.... Now enters some military ppl. Some in an official & unofficial capacity. If I had to explain what this cave looked like I would liken it to Blue Ice but was alive & had some other colors in it.

*Luminescence is emission of light by a substance not resulting from heat; it is thus a form of cold-body radiation. It can be caused by chemical reactions, electrical energy, subatomic motions, or stress on a crystal.

Because of today's entry I want to keep it separate so I will be following this with a separate journal entry.

It’s daytime and I’m driving a white motorcycle in what appears to be an Indonesian city. I’m driving on the left side of the road. I decide to stop my bike on the side of the road. I think I may be dreaming, but I’m not sure yet and I don’t want to take any chances, considering that I’m driving a motorcycle. I try to push my fingers through my palm and it works. I instantly realise that I am indeed dreaming. I decide to get up from the bike. The whole steering section has just vanished, allowing me to dismount very easily. I continuously re-push my finger through my palm and keep telling myself that I’m dreaming. I think of other things that I can do to stabilise the dream. I’m doing good so far. I might even win the challenge with werty52 to have a 5 minute long lucid. I decide to strengthen the dream by focusing on my senses. I drop to the ground and run my hands over the sand that’s on the ground. The sense of touch is very realistic. It feels awesome. Throughout the dream I feel some excitement, but I contain it.

I am in a room somewhere inside. I have the feeling it’s an Indonesian room somehow. I feel the need to RC (perhaps because I feel like I’ve had a FA, though I’m not sure anymore) so I try to push my finger through my palm and it works. I realise I’m dreaming again. I consider what to do for a moment. I don’t have any real goals, any actions to undertake. I walk over close to a wall. Then I crouch down on the ground, placing my hands on the ground as well. I decide to let myself phase through the ground. I know that normally this is done with the wall, but ah, whatever. Without putting any conscious effort into it, I slowly start sinking into the ground. I wonder what will await me on the other side. I get about halfway through when I hear a sound that throws me off guard. I assume it to be from the waking world, though I’m not certain. It’s the sound of a mobile food vendor coming by.

I’m in a similar, or perhaps the same room again. I’m seated in a comfy chair. I’m already considering that I might be dreaming again and perform the finger through palm technique. I’m not fully convinced by the results, because my finger goes through at the edge of my palm, making me doubt whether it really went through or just along the side. For some reason I can’t make it out very clearly. A bit in the distance are two white people, a guy and a girl my age. They come over to talk. I’ve never met before. Now I’m performing the same RC over and over, while trying to have a conversation with 2 strangers and trying to make a good first impression. The guy is German and has me using my very limited vocabulary. The girl is from Australia. We talk for a bit more. Eventually I want to get this RC right so I ask the guy to touch index finger tips with me. I figure that this way I won’t be attempting to smash my finger through my hand like an idiot and if my finger passes through his, I’m dreaming. Yeah.. totally normal request to make. So much for a good first impression.

I was in Korea, Korea town maybe. There was a Korean woman who had a child & was being threatened by authorities saying they were going to take her child away. I didn't think she was a very good person but in the end I took them & jumped them both out of there like in the movie jumper. I wasn't sure where we went. Then my phone rang real early & woke me up.

I was so shocked by this dream I am 100% sure I would have been lucid if my damn phone hadn't rang. I have no idea where the Korea or Korean woman came from. And I haven't seen the movie Jumper lately. I'm floored. The damn plumber showed up early to fix a broken pipe in my kitchen so I missed my second wbtb alarm. I have a fever & have been fighting not to throw up so I guess my allergies have turned into the flu. Bummer.

Non-lucid, yet extremely vivid in detail as if it was actually happening. Another dream about being on vacation w/ my parents. My dad paid for it & we were staying a hotel. We had left one place & were almost to another but I had forgotten my ID all the way back at home. They were talking about getting on a plane or boat & my parents were pissed off at me & we were arguing about whether it was possible for us to go back & get it or if we just were out of time. It reminded me of this futuristic airport dream I had one time. I woke up after what seemed like a really long ass dream.

I guess I'm having them because they are traveling around in there RV & I thought they might stop by & see me but I was in sick w/ a fever this week. I've also been thinking about how they would talk about me if they knew I was meditating & become more spiritual. I can see it now. "OMG, my daughter still believes there is an invisible man in the sky! It's so embarrassing. She's never been quite right." (I can see my mom cringing as she would say this) And my belief in God is not like that at all but they are atheists & would most definitely say this. My belief has to do w/ God being in everything because it is energy. Energy is what we are & what our soul is when it leaves our human body to continue on it's personal journey. It's actually a very logical process if they were to think about it. And even scientist's can't figure out all of what the human mind is capable of. We only use a small portion of our brain's functions. At least that they can detect as of now. But in the end the one certainty is energy. Energy never truly dies. It just gets transferred. Which I personally think, is rather remarkable.

I woke up & was greeted w/ that personal good morning from my husband. Yeah me! On another side note I had a remarkably good day of listening to music while doing a puzzle for many hours. It was a form of meditation w/ candles (for the scent). Very calming.

Dream One- I am in a large city standing on some sort of bridge walkway over a large and busy street surrounded by very tall sky scrapers. There is a man and a woman, dressed in very nice clothes standing in front of me talking excitedly to each other. What I can remember of the conversation they were making plans and preparing for something. I think they were my parents in the dream? I was really too busy just looking around at how huge and busy this place was to listen to the conversation. I remember everything in the city having kind of a bronze and gold tone to it with rounded edges everywhere, kind of futuristic I suppose. A guy stands behind me slightly to my right. I couldn't remember when I woke up if he was my boyfriend or Kurasawa, but I remember that he made me feel super comfortable and happy as if we'd been together forever. He steps forwards and reaches out for my hand and asks me if I would "Like to leave these two here to make there plans and go see what our rooms here are going to look like?" I take his hand and we walk into the big building to the right. The entrance to the building is absolutely stunning. There's a HUGE golden arch over the door with bronze accent lines above and below it. Inside the line that makes the top of the arch are many decorative white and grey moons that start as new in the beginning of the arch, full in the middle, and new again at the end of the arch. Inside the building are many double doors. We walk up to a set and he presses a button. The doors open to a HUGE elevator. We each walk into separate doors, but both doors are connected to the same double sized elevator. Along the back of the elevator is glass so I can watch the buildings around this one as we go up. I find myself freaking out a bit internally about the height, so I decide to stop looking out the window and distract myself. I turn to face the guy still with me, and walk in his direction. I am aware at this point that walking feels like I am wearing high heels. When I reach him, I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck and hold him close. He returns the hug and absentmindedly pets my hair while telling me it will be alright, I will get used to the heights when I ride the elevator every day. When the elevator stops, it opens up right to a room. It looks like a hotel room, with two beds, two desks, and a door that leads to what I assume is a bathroom. There really isn't much to look at in the main room, so I walk on through to the bathroom. What I find instead is a closet with three toilets inside of it, and another door. I mention out loud how incredibly awkward it is to have three toilets in one room because who's going to want to use the bathroom in front of and with three other people?! The guy laughs and shrugs and says something about how he could see it being useful in a party scenario where everyone was too trashed to care. I walk through the door on the other side of the closet to find a bathroom, this one also has three toilets, but a sink and what looks to be a HUGE tub on the other end. While I stop and stand at the toilets trying to figure out why on earth a room with two beds would ever need six toilets, the guy goes straight towards the tub to check it out. I hear a lady scream, and the guy start apologizing profusely and backing away with his arm over his eyes so he can't see. Turns out there was some chick naked and soaking in the tub that we couldn't see over the rim because the tub was sooooo big and she was laying back in the water. I step in to apologize for him and ask why she's there. Turns out that the room next to the one we were in shares this bathroom, and she lives in the other room.

Dream Two- My mom calls me and wakes me up. She claims that my work was canceled because of the are's gas shortage. I think this must be total BS because my work doesn't close for much, and they'd probably expect us to walk or borrow our kids bikes My boyfriend wants to know why she's calling and I tell him, he suggests calling the employee hotline to make sure. I dial up the number and as it's going through it's typical thank you for calling spiel, I wake up.

Dream Three- It's raining and windy outside. We are living in the house I grew up in, but it's my boyfriend, my kids, and I. My mom's there too for whatever reason. Mom and I step outside to see what's going on b/c the weather seems super crazy. a HUGE gust of wind comes, literally blowing us sideways like in a cartoon. The rain gets so heavy as well that the ground is flooding enough for the wind to make waves that wash over us. some trees start falling at the neighbor's house and I am relieved that our house isn't close enough to any trees to get hit. My mom falls over in the water and the wind. I help her prop herself up against one of our cars, and then rush to the garage to find a rope to help her into the house with. I tie the rope to the garage door, and carry the other end out to mom. I tie that end around her waist, and then go back to the garage and pull her in as she tries to walk and swim back to the garage. As soon as she is inside I close the doors and think everything is ok, but then we hear some loud crashing sounds. We look outside and the power lines are being blown over. We watch as they start falling and realize that the power poles are close enough to hit the house. I start running through the house trying to tell everyone to get on the other side of the house. I can see the poles hit the house, but they don't immediately crush the places they land, instead the ceiling starts dipping and bowing. My son is arguing because he doesn't want to leave the room he is in and the game he is playing, but I manage to sound urgent enough for him to leave the room JUST as a power line presses it's way through the ceiling and opens a big hole in the house. I am so relieved that everyone survived that, that I wake up.

Its very wierd how i dont know if im dreaming or not because i really dont remember them

I just had this really intense dream about my girl friend

I'm in Boston at a train station of some sort. Its similar to the Commuter Rail platform at Back Bay Station. I'm witnessing this scene from a different perspective, I'm looking at myself having a conversation with my old colleague Mont. There appears to be some sort of conflict. I missed my stop on the subway so I got off here. Its still light out, and the rays of sun are shinning into the station, its not quite as dark as Back Bay station usually it. I ask Mont how to get home from here. I realized I have to go back one stop to get to my car.

Instead of returning to my car I go with Mont to his house. At this point the dream is from my perspective and I'm planning on spending the night at Mont house with a few friends. We get on a plane to head over to his house. The plane is filled with people, one of them was my college roommate from freshman year. The seats are blue, and most people have their tray tables down.

The plane lands and we arrive at Mont's house with some of his friends and his girl friend.

We're in his living room, at this point its night time and there is no natural light shining through the windows. His house was a split level house. The upstairs had dark red carpeting. The living room had a brown couch and a glass coffee table. Mont and his girl friend are sitting on the couch drinking a couple of beers.

My girlfriend shows up, I greet her at the front door. (from door was glass with storm windows, the stoop was made of big blue stone bricks) She's being so mean to me, its very uncharacteristic of her to be rude. She brings me around to the back patio and breaks up with me. I start crying like crazy. I feel completely helpless, I'm absolutely devastated and she won't tell me why. She won't do anything but be really mean and seemed completely unfazed by any of this.

I am overwhelmed with thoughts. I think of her family and how maybe they could talk some sense into her. Right when I though that, she called her mom and told her we were done and not to talk to me anymore. I could hear her moms voice on the other line, every bit as confused as me. She quickly hangs up the phone and walks further into the backyard down a little path. One of Mont's friends is sitting on a set of patio stairs, they engage in conversation.

At this point I feel that we haven't finish our dialogue so I intrude. Mont's friend gets up and leaves. I tell her that losing her would be like losing my mother or my brother. It would be like receiving a phone call from your dad to inform you that he is no longer your dad. She looks at me blankly.

After what felt like an eternity of talking with her and following her around Mont's backyard I went back inside. Completely devastated.

When I get inside I have a flashback of this time I was hanging with my best friend Nick. We were driving around with his gf and my gf. We were driving on the highway. Nick is driving and I'm sitting up front in the passenger seat, and the girls are sitting in the back. We're about to stop for some food. The girls couldn't eat what we were stopping for because it wasn't healthy.

I feel so comforted my girl friend at this moment. I remember that Nick and I partied at Mont's house with his girlfriend once, we had to drag a bunch of mattresses into the basement because there weren't enough spots to sleep down there.

Thats when it hit me!!!
Of course!
That's why she was mad!
She was mad because we moved out mattress into the basement at Mont's house!

I'm back at Mont's house and I explain to everyone that the extra mattress downstairs was for Nick and his girl friend. I have to leave Mont's house and tell Jen immediately.

I leave Mont's house and his front steps are weird. They are made of road boxes stacked on top of each other. Each step is a different height, some steps are so big I feel like I have to jump. I'm afraid of falling that these huge steps, it's a long drop! The steps Lead down into a vacant mall store.
It's very dimly lit. The light shining in is from the main shopping area outside this store. The garage door looking thing is pulled down and locked.

My girl friend comes to pick me up. The car pulls up right next to the massive stairs. I get in the car.

She's so much different than before. She looks me in the eyes, her sitting in the driver side seat, and me looking over from the passenger seat. She tells me it was just a bad dream, that she never broke up with me. She loves me so much. I feel so much better!!!

We start off driving and her friend is in the back seat now. I don't know this person, she's little on the heavier side and looks nothing like any of her friends. The roads are terribly snowing, we're driving through an awful blizzard. We come up to this crazy water slide. It's out of season, and covered in snow. We proceed to drive up it. Her friend in the back seat is having the time of her life, completely unfazed by this dangerously steep, windy, slippery slide. The car starts to struggle so we use our arms to climb up the slide. We have our hands and feet out the windows to pull the car up and it's very strange.

I wake up to the sound of a text message. My girl friend is on a retreat for the week so we have been communicating via phone for the last couple days. it says “I can't wait to see you tomorrow! I love you so much!!!”

What a crazy dream!!!

D1: Non-Lucid: I was in the middle of no-where. I was just "there". Nothing before it all. Was very odd. I kept trying to build a house but it started very strange. There was just nothing. I mean nothing. I was trying to build with nothing. I started by trying to create a straight line. I spend a ton of time just trying to will a plank of wood w/ my hands to exist. Eventually I got the hang of it & built a whole town! This was an amazing dream as it was like no other dream I have ever had. I've never had a dream where there was just nothing. Eventually there was brown cracked dirt though while I was creating the beam. Now people are there. And I realize I am a teenage boy. HUH? Ya, my gender wasn't correct. I've been a different age but never a different gender. A flood came. There are cars everywhere in the water & other teens. I see 5 in particular & jumped in to save them... I woke up all hazy & fuzzy.

Did a wbtb.

D2: Non-Lucid: I was way back in the early 1900's. And I lived in a home that showed I didn't have much money. It was in town w/ bare old gray looking wood. I felt like the man who was w/ me was my first husband but it wasn't, it was my Mike. We stumbled upon some collectible pieces of paper which had pictures on them. They came from my fathers mother who passed away in real life when I was in 5th grade. Mike said he needed to make copies or forgeries. He left & came back w/ a big stack. We then had to hand over the originals to the authorities for some reason. Mike left & I was frantically trying to find a way to get rid of them but I was too late. I was by some railroad tracks & I heard & saw an old fashioned police car w/ the light on the top so apparently my time line had changed because there were no cars like that in the early 1900's. I started running at an incredible speed through yards & stuff to try & warn Mike that they know & that they were coming for him. I was too late. I no sooner told him than the pounding on the door began & I woke up.


Lately I've only read books that have been written by Mediums for the last couple of months. I've read on average 3 books a week.Learning about energy more & more. I've even done some experiments which were really cool. They were in energy. Energy is everything & makes almost anything possible. I've become a whole lot more intuitive than I ever thought possible. I feel so spiritually liberated & am no longer afraid of death. Because there is no death. Our bodies die & our souls move on. It's only our body that dies. After reading so many books written by Mediums I am so enlightened. My intuition has greatly improved. And even though today I have a crazy fever & runny nose, I am pushing through & keeping up my positive vibrations. I just finished a book by James Van Praagh. It's called Ghost's Among Us, Uncovering the Truth About The Other Side. It's an incredible book! He talks about his life & how he became a Medium. His stories are incredible & inspiring. He literally changed my life. It seems of late though that I just keep having life altering experiences.

Morning of September 14, 2016. Wednesday.



I am using a notebook computer as well as accessing the Internet in an unfamiliar residence which is apparently where my family and I live. Our oldest daughter is present at one point and she is also using her computer. The large room does not have much furniture and I am seated on the floor, my daughter also seated on the floor on the other side of the room. The common distortion of somehow “using the Internet” in an actual notepaper notebook occurs (where images sometimes move on the paper, though not in every such dream, and in this case, actual type appears rather than handwriting).

I try to search for the term “Ghost Riders in the Sky”. I seem to have forgotten how to perform a search, at least in a more feasible manner. I type “Ghost Riders in the Sky” with a small keyboard so that it appears on the notebook paper. I then move the computer mouse across the notebook paper to near the top of the page and watch the image of the print move in line with the mouse. I seem to remember that by doing this, it activates the search. However, nothing happens. I then reason that one has to move the computer mouse more quickly so that it creates a sort of “momentum” as the print on the paper is then somehow “flung” into a virtual but unseen search engine box on the surface of the paper. I cannot seem to do it correctly. I reason that there must be a virtual impetus setting (for the computer mouse) of plus or minus and in a context menu but I cannot remember where it is.

I ask my daughter if she can get the search function to work on her computer. She seems to discover that the search function is offline and informs me of this. Still, I decide to try a different computer, which I recall is in a different room off to my right. There is a very large rectangular wooden table that holds six computer workstations (the narrower end of the table parallel to the doorway), both towers and desktops, each with a large CRT monitor, which are arranged as three facing outward on each side.

I decide to use the middle workstation on one side of the table; the side where the doorway is then to my left. The search still does not seem to be working after I type in the phrase “Ghost Riders in the Sky”. I notice that the USB cable that is required for the search function to work is at an angle, halfway out of the electrical outlet (which is a white upright surge protector power board with three outlets), but tipped to the left (which is based on two absurd notions; one, that a USB cable needs to be plugged in somewhere for an Internet search to work and two, that a USB cable would fit in an electrical outlet).

I adjust the USB cable to push it down fully into the outlet which is on my right. It is in the outlet between where the desktop computer is plugged in (left side) and where the CRT monitor is plugged in (right side). Soon, there is a sizzling sound. I am not sure what is going on. I see an orange glow coming from the monitor without paying much attention to the side of the monitor looking more like a vent with equidistant horizontal louvers. Soon, there are sparks flying out of the outlet along with a bit of fire and more sizzling from the other workstations. I soon realize that I had better turn off and unplug everything. First, I turn off the switch on the power board, but the noise and fiery glow seems to grow and spread and I wonder if I had turned it on instead of turning it off (which is illogical as I had just been using the computer). I go around the table attempting to turn everything off. There is even a power board with three outlets hanging to the left of the doorway at about chest-level, which I also turn off and pull plugs out of. My wife Zsuzsanna comes in. Our youngest son and daughter come in and playfully walk clockwise around the table cheerfully and I tell them that they should leave.

Although the fire becomes brighter and the sizzling louder, it does not really spread that far. Each fire mostly remains inside the perimeter of each computer workstation, which is looking more and more like an arrangement of tall vents with equidistant louvers that I mostly watch the fire through. There is hardly any smoke.

Soon, the crackling and sizzling becomes a very strange metallic music. It is firstly an instrumental version of “Ghost Riders in the Sky”. The metal of the burning workstations “plucks” the song, though is not that loud. The gremlins (from the 1984 movie “Gremlins”), though remaining unseen, are “singing” - though not the actual lyrics, just “ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya” to the melody, though for the chorus, they sing “yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o, ghost riders in the sky…” the title being mostly muttered and somewhat indistinct as they go back into the “ya ya ya ya” verse. As I stand in the doorway, I marvel at what seems a “frozen moment” of perfection (even though I know it will cost a lot of money to replace the computers). The thin metallic plucking of the melody sounds very distinct as each louver of the vents snaps, though the workstations (and vents) still appear as complete and undamaged through the fire. (The equidistant horizontal lines of light have appeared in previous dreams, akin to venetian blinds and relating to the nature of liminal space, including with the potential of greater clarity or lucidity, between dreaming and waking.)

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Although I consider this a beautiful and unique dream (analogous to the dream-self identity as the phoenix), it carries the same core meaning (and sleeping, dreaming, and waking components and inherent symbols) as the majority of my dreams since early childhood. Firstly, my unconscious dream self seeks to return to whole consciousness (which is often the primary goal of most dream-self incarnations though in many cases the dream self attempts to “escape” from the “interference” of whole consciousness, or does not want to wake yet) through use of computer technology (as only the conscious mind has viable thinking skills or a stable system of logic). The common “return flight” aspect is here, but in this case as the “ghost riders in the sky” (the sky often being symbolic of the conscious mind as being “above” the dream self), where fire is mentioned in the actual song, fire of which represents emergent (waking) awareness (or if one prefers, the emerging sun or light of day). Orange is also a factor of sentience (and the need to wake up) between yellow and red (which also represent states of consciousness when dominant, yellow or gold being the “softer” phase and red often indicating more of a need to wake, in my case, often after sleeping a little too long, relative to circadian rhythms). The color red increases the pulse and heart rate, and raises your blood pressure in preparation for waking. Red, orange, or yellow are typically the final dominant colors in my dreams (depending on the type), where blue typically serves as the opposite, that is, dream induction itself (or the calming of consciousness which transmutes as the “sky” but focuses via the “sun”).

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This was a long night of dreaming with many many details and many experiences, a lot of which have faded. I did "sit on a bench in the park" mindfulness meditation for 20 minutes yesterday, then about 10 minutes more walking meditation, focusing on being present in the moment. It was wonderful.

+ LD#203 music lesson, wake next to mouthpiece, wrong clef, practicing taps mentally, FA in CH, tell wife about music lesson, see strange lighting shining on city buildings far away, see colorful dot flying through air that becomes UFO, comes right down outside my window, nose pinch, get lucid, walk to dining room, open door, grab UFO/alien in my arms and make a wish: GIVE ME LUCID DREAMS ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT, ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT, ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT! GIVE ME LUCID DREAMS ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT, ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT, ALL NIGHT EVERY NIGHT! Then I remember my goal of summoning Chloe Grace Moretz. I walk out to the deck and around the corner to the left I do a left-handed behind the back summon and bring forwards a DC, looks about the right height, hair is blonde but I can't see her face. I continue holding her hand in mine, up over my head, and we're sort of dancing around each other in circles, I'm trying to see her face. I finally stop and say "show me your face!" It stops and looks at me and resolves into a 60-70 year old short bald white man with bags under his eyes. In disgust I dismiss it/him and summon JG (SG): I get a girl of about the right age/height but her hair and face is wrong. I then corner her against the deck railing and demand from her "Are you SG?! Who are you?! Who!?" I lean in for a kiss despite her face still being wrong and
wake up, only imagining the lip contact

+ energy/magic battle

+ enemy gang room, "what's happening here?" "All is OK"

+ coming in to house out of the rain getting my backpack in the living room? Go to garage clown in right corner, punch it but it's just a dummy, my master <a Mr. Miyagi type> is there and is performing a ritual with object at an altar and his hands start glowing with rainbow colored power, I go to the altar and do the same and see the same on my hands, and I take a deep sniff of the burned-woods, then Master takes an awesome balancing crouching one-foot on ground Kung Fu position which I know I can not duplicate. Then a huge truck starts coming down the garage and Master says "Oh so they've decided to come here," I look out and there are very odd looking people/being in the cab of the truck, they back up then head down another way, and the truck transform in size while it moves down the path to become much smaller, because it has the ability to fit into any space it drives. The truck is carrying my opponent whom I must battle.

+ laptop NSFW screen in CH bedroom with wife and another, close screen but some picture shows up on the laptop outer cover (not NSFW) and I think that's a really bad design

+ In some concert, wife and I are doing to a Michael Jackson concert? Some interaction with usher man? I need to return to car parked a few blocks away a van is blocking the path after stepping stones walk around it enter park through fence by drinking fountain and take blob of gum out of my mouth in pieces, trying to put each piece in the garbage can there but don't want to touch all the other gum pieces around the tiny opening. My waist bag is missing [DREAM SIGN] and I need to get it, there is alto the bottle of valueable liquor/wine my wife mentioned, I think I left them in a tall garbage can in the park, I start heading that way but a large rowdy gang of thugs appears too and at first I wait or them to leave, but they're going for the garbage can with my stuff so I gather my courage and go there, too. They find my bottle of liquor and eventually give it to me but I refuse, saying "you probably peed in it" they say they didn't.

Then I'm sitting in a sport in a small cafe with my wife, my arms are full of things I'm carrying and placed on nearby tables. More people come in and I'm getting self-conscious about all the space I'm taking, but I don't want to move it. Some people ask me to move things and I do a little bit. Then they make what I think is a disparaging remark and I scream out "WHAT!? WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" They answer "thank you for moving your stuff", I say sheepishly "you're welcome" then someone on the other side of the room snickers, I think at my out of place anger.

+(f) DO: man and woman on bed

+ [first dream forgotten for now] [REMEMBERED!: the tomato sidewalk gardener guy!]
Outdoors, daylight. Several times throughout this dream, I walk past a guy with no arms (and no legs?) who's sitting on the sidewalk where I'm walking near the curb, "gardening" in the cracks and little holes/open dirt square areas along the sidewalk. I notice him several times and get a sense of deja vu each time. I look at what he's gardening a few times and it's small bulbs of little vegetation growing in clumps. The final time I stop and look at what he's doing, he's growing odd-looking tomatoes. He slices open(?) some tomatoes and is describing some (magical?) properties that they have as I peer down at them.

+ driving up S street avoiding man in van that handles poorly driving too fast for turning ability of van turn R on to GPB into oncoming lane concerned about oncoming traffic one appears coming around corner but I make it back to my lane. Going too fast this van does not handle well like my other van, I can't make the bend in the road to the left and the van drives right off the road which heads down a hillside. I have a brief thought "oh boy now I've done it." The van is sailing through the air I'm anticipating impact, thinking "man I hope my van isn't ruined." The van lands (backwards?) and the impact is barely noticed. I'm on some side road with no way back to the main road, not for a long, long way. I come up to a memorial plaque that I "recognize" [FALSE] and think "Oh, I'm here at that place" in some public park, I wonder if the gate is still open, I head out to the gate and see a map and try to understand it to find where I'm going but can't. I try each of several different swiveling gates leading to different levels of road.

Then I'm in some convenience store, some younger guys are there talking about "rack and pinion steering" and I think maybe my van is missing a "pinion" or something.

+ epic: seattle: stamp, selling house (maybe sell and re-rent?), girl pops out from under armchair to answer question (this surprises me a little, didn't know she was under there), ask about best thai place in city now, answer: "Panda." I describe the [correct] dates of my graduation and point out I haven't been in town in a long time. Ask if "Panda" is downtown or in the U-district. Girl writes me my copy of the birthday party rules (includes rules preventing people from leaving early even if they want to go to bed on time in order to dream, I wonder if I should tell them I'm a lucid dreamer), handwritten in red/orange/yellow script. I'm amazed she hand-writes these rules for everybody in the house.

I'm lying stomach down on the floor with the birthday rules girl next to me on my right also lying stomach down our bodies aligned, I snuggle up to her and we get close, I press my head against her and nuzzle her head with mine, she reaches down under me

Spoiler for sexual moment:

and tickles my (ahem) a bit it feels really good and I moan a bit in her ear.

I'm sitting on something up high, like on top of a bunk bed, in the living room. I glance out the window and I see a view extending into the distance of a busy freeway with cars with red tail lights and I assume I'm seeing I-5 heading towards downtown.

Girls in costume appear in the living room, I'm still sitting up high. There are two, one is petite and pretty and grabs my attention and our gazes meet and hold for a few seconds. She's wearing black? The other one, white? They walk past me and brush my legs dangling down from the bunk beds.

Our group is now outside, it's night, we're on an open square near a trap door, our group is down there, I think "what if they (group of enemies?) arrive at the same time (or are already down there?). Then an enemy group is there and we're struggling [this part details forgotten], I'm pushing them around.

Then I'm standing in some sort of artificial tunnel/cave trapped inside a long cylindrical cage made of metal bars, I'm going back and forth trying to find the way out of this cage but the openings are all too small. My friend hands me a metal folding chair through a hole and tells me to use it as leverage. Now I can get out. But I think it's ridiculous: the hole is large enough to get out without leverage from the chair, the chair is pointless and I try to show this to my friend.

Another great, long dreaming night with 1-2 epics. And a first! Probably my earliest LD ever, somewhere around 2.5 hours in the first (noticed) waking of the night. And not just a weak, low-awareness LD, but a TOTM success LD that included a successful teleport out of the void! I set very strong intention to get lucid tonight. I also prepared 4mg galantamine + 300mg alpha gpc by my bedside for WBTB (but never took it, keeping it in reserve for tonight perhaps).

@ ~ 2.5-3 hrs

+ lucid 202: I'm hugging my old dog L. He's facing me and hugging me back (in retrospect a bit too tightly and compulsively but in the dream it seemed fine), my face is buried in his chest and my hands are holding him tightly to me, I'm telling him "I love you, I love you!". Then I'm in my CH living room and I'm lucid. Lighting is subdued, like it's dark outside. As soon as I'm lucid I think "woohoo, #202". I'm pacing around between the living room and the entry hallway. I remember TOTM and I remember grow a tail. I'm standing on the corner of the big buffet which has a mirror and I will a tail to grow. I move it around over my right shoulder then I see it and touch it with my right hand and inspect it. It is a flat dark brown color, slightly fuzzy, and feels like the tail of a stuffed animal. I will the tail to move around some more and see its shadow on the floor in front of me, moving, I say "swish! swish!" I now want to do a basic task as well and I know I know the tasks and I feel positive that they will come to me at any instant but I just can't remember them. Next thing I know I'm pacing in total blackness. I decide I don't want to be here and I want to try a portal teleport. I lift my right hand and start to draw a portal in the air in front of me, expecting to see a shining outline appear, but nothing appears. I start over again, still unable to see any portal trail, but now I finish drawing a large oval in the air in front of me. I imagine it leads to <forgotten!>, as I start to step through I think perhaps I should have specified instead that it leads to Amber [Zelazny's fantasy realm] but I decide to keep my original destination.

I find myself in a brightly lit city scape full of people, sort of medieval looking, the city is on a hill. I take off flying and I'm immediately surrounded by thousands of little flies or tiny drones, the faster and farther I try to go to evade them, the more that surround me. Lost all lucidity now, I'm talking with someone about what the cost is to (teleport me?) get to somewhere else. The guy says that he does not accept military contracts and there is something about the cost he offers.

wake up and review dream, check time, about 2.5 hours after bed. I decided it was too early to take the galantamine, and went back to sleep. Very happy with what is probably my first successful intentional teleport.

(@5-6 hours)

+ CH thief:
I'm standing on the street looking down the driveway at my CH and I sense something is wrong. The doors of the house are open and the lights are on. I'm looking and noticing open doors. I decide to jump down and surprise the thief if one's there. I "jump/fly" down in one swoop from the street down to the back porch of the house and I detect an intruder in the house who runs away. He runs down the back garden stairs and jumps off the lawn down to neighbor's back yards. I do another big jump/fly down to him and there's a branch on the ground and a pair of long-handled pruning shears which he picks up and faces me to fight, <rest forgotten>.

+ slop:
I'm sitting/lying on the ground outdoors. A small girl comes up to me and lays across me diagonally and hugs me and I hug her back, I feel love coming from her, she tells me, "Thank you for holding me!". Then I'm lying in some sort of trough and my wife and some other women throw in buckets of what I think is "pig slop", grey and thick and muddy, which I had been expecting but they threw it before I expected it and it splashed on my face. "Great!" I say with sarcasm, "you got it on my face!" and they react with concern.

+ scoot:
I'm on a bicycle on mixed suburban/urban roads, I approach a busy intersection and use the hand brakes on the handlebars to slow down, I notice that the "turn left" arrow is lit and I'm following a dotted line painted on the ground that leads on to a sidewalk, and I follow it there. There are some cars coming down the sidewalk the other way and I'm surprised/annoyed by this. I continue on the sidewalk, now scooting? Now on inline-skates, I'm coming up on some people who are slow moving so I speed up to overtake them right as a guy is trying to pass me. My new speed prevents him from passing me and we're now running/skating side by side. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were there," I explain to him. Now I'm pushing myself with cross-country ski poles, still on inline skates, and getting some good speed from this. He's running. I wonder now many miles we can go like this, probably all the way up into the hills.

+ epic: ski
I begin with thoughts and light visuals about a job where I worked at one former job while I worked still at another former job -- this is a (somewhat) reoccuring dream pattern about work. Then (I? someone?) says one of the benefits of the job is the big ski jump hill they build outside, and I imagine a large, wide, slide with alternating steep and level sections. Then someone else talks about the downhill skiing park that was built, then I'm standing at the top of the hill with skiis on and start skiing down. The guy had been saying about how fast you could do. The hill was quite steep but fairly flat. I'm hopping between left ski downslope and right ski downslope skillfully and wondering about just how much time it takes to perform one of these hops once you decide to do it. Then I run off a series of jumps off the left side of the trail, and finally I'm falling about 100 feet or more and think "oops now I've done it" and I'm trying to plan my landing place. I'm anticipating a bad impact really hurting my legs. But then I realize that as long as I land on a steep part of the slope below me there won't be much impact. I land and feel no problem with my legs. I jump again and this time I'm jumping over a river and I need to plan my landing, this time the snow runs out and my skies are clattering along bare rocks but on a smoothed pathway. I thought my skiis would get ripped to shreds but the stones are very smooth and I just slowly glide to a halt.

Now what am I going to do? I have probably skied somewhere around 20 (kms? miles?) and trudging back up that massive hill that long with ski boots and my skis in hand is just not going to happen, so I resolve to go forwards to see where I am. I quickly come across a building, sort of a cabin, with a sign on it, amidst pine trees, it's a large building like a camp building. But sort of run down, like it's not popular any more. I come across the main camp building which is similar (sort of run-down, out of date architecture), with people milling about. The camp is not in session, it's called "sundowner <something>" or "summer <something>". I talk to a staff member about getting back to where I came from and she mentioned that they had a taxi that I could take. "Taxi! Perfect!" I say and go to it. I'm then standing on a mini-bus holding a pole and I'm thinking about how I'm going to pay the taxi since I don't have any money with me. I then realize that I don't have my skiis with me, and that I don't remember taking them off, or my boots, or putting them anywhere. I just remember that my final skiing portion was near a river/creek and ask the driver to take me by there so I can look for them.

While standing on the taxi I "remember" that I came here with some friends and they're not all here, we have to find them, I'm confused about where they are. I'm going to have to call my dad to come get us(?) and figure out how to meet him. "Where's Lawrence Y? [boy scout]" I see a double ski holder thing (that you carry skis in on the roof of your car) in the bus and I open it and look at the skis and they're covered with colorful shiny glitter stickers.

I walking then go through a door and inside CE (my movie buddy when I interned at lab) is teaching a piano harmony lesson. She is going to play improvised scales in D-flat (major?) She begins and starts with something like 6th and 4th chords, then normal ones, I keep listening for a Maj7 chord but never hear one, and feel like I should sneak to the keyboard and hit the Bb key to make her do it, but I never do, I'm listening to her scales for about a minute.

wake:
I'm thinking now that it's too late to take the G. Review dreams, toss and turn a bit, work on BTS and get BTS. Tell myself "the next thing I see will be a dream" and performing the dream-hand nose-pinch RC on exhales once in a while. Tell myself "I will fall asleep and get lucid." BTS

(9-10 hours?)

+ elevator: there's a problem with the work elevator, I'm talking with the CEO (female) about it. It has to do with the old power board. I walk down the stairs with my son and realize it's a long way down and I head back up to fix the power board. I continue talking and say that the issue is due to the software's access pattern of the various power terminals. We could fix it by making sure the software doesn't use too many of them at the same time. But couldn't we just buy a new power station, "it would only cost, what, $20,000?".

+ cables/work/girl: <a bunch forgotten> also at work and there's a presentation being prepared in some large audience or dining hall. I have cables that are part of the projection system in my hand. We're (taking a break?) and everyone's putting their components of the projection system down on a table in front of a techie guy, and I put two short orange cables as well and say these are important. I'm moving through the crowd and a lot of people are in my say. There's are some young people on the stage and I notice in particular a cute girl with lipstick on, briefly. Then I'm moving back stage and a girl is there and I encourage her to follow me. I see a tent set up and open it and motion for her to go inside. We go inside and make out a bit?

+ (semi)epic: park / basketball:

... I'm looking at the newly refurbished basketball level of my CH neighborhood park. They've replaced the concrete/asphalt with a slightly bouncy black material like on modern playgrounds, it is very black. I'm just standing there on the far side facing the main entry side, noting all the changes they've made. They've adjusted the positions of the basketball hoops somewhat, moving the one by the back road fence even more to the left, and the main basket has been raised very high, and there's a secondary basket twice as high as well. I notice that they've also built very tall fences between this level and the middle level (guess so that balls thrown won't go between levels or get lost in the foliage). I continue looking at the tall netting and notice then that there is also a ceiling netting high over the entire basketball level, 50 or more feet up. I hope that it's strong so that if anybody climbs up there, it doesn't rip or they'd fall. I see briefly a circular section of the netting that looks like a 10-foot diameter spider web.

I take a running leap off the raised pathway and fly/glide low over the courts to the opposite corner (by the bike rack). The entire court is covered in what looks like scrunched up brown paper napkins/towels. They're light and I can easily brush them aside to see the shiny new flooring/ground-cover they've installed. There is some "new plastic" odor. I see shiny markings on the ground, bumpy and extending up from the surface like the stuff crosswalks are painted with, but colorful. I start to run across the ground and pump my legs really fast and wonder about running really fast. Then a brilliant emerald green object on the ground catches my attention, I'm wondering what this beautiful thing could be. As I can see more of it I "remember" [FALSE] that I've seen this before, it's a sort of walkway made from modular pieces that you can put together to make a path, and parts of it are black rubber and parts are that emerald gemstone material, but I think it doesn't look quite as good as I thought at first.

I notice on the main basketball court on the lower (but still high) hoop there is a sign: "females only". Well that's ridiculous, they've taken two of the courts and made them girls only, hardly any girls play basketball here, what's the point?

A man/coach is there now and he's getting some guys together to play some basketball. I say I can't play because <I have to do something, forgot>. He's got only 3 guys together to play, that's not enough.

(First Person Point Of View)
The first I remember was sitting on the couch in my living room of my old house(always have dreams about old house for some reason). My dad was watching TV and I got up and started to watch TV with him, I believe it was the news or something like that, for some reason I didn't want to be there I need to leave and go somewhere, anywhere. I darted out the door and started running and running.(I realized it was a dream right there because of how effortlessly I was running) I don't know why but I felt suckish and just wanted to be alone. I kept on running until I got to a big street that either turned left or right, no forward.
I looked left first and saw nothing but more road, couple of cars and trees. Then I looked right, and again saw more road and a couple of cars and trees, don't know why but I chose to keep running right. I kept running and running and I remember seeing a whataburger but I passed it cause I didn't want to waste time there.
I kept running until eventually I got to some city with many tall buildings, I walked into one randomly and I was now in some cafeteria, I walked past people who were wearing some sort of hospital robes, sitting down eating. 'I guess this is some sort of hospital?' I thought. I saw some stairs and I was about to go up until I heard my name behind me. I turned around to see my best friend(Anita), she came running up to hug me, which I gladly returned. "What are you doing here?" Anita asked. "I'm not to sure, I just ended up here." I responded. I looked at her up and down, and she was wearing a hospital gown too, I was shocked, I didn't know she was in the hospital. "Hey... well while I have you here, there's something I need to tell you." she continued, "so remember I told you I was sick?" I just nodded. "Well it seems like its worst... I'm not going to make it, its terminal... I don't have long, that's why im here." she finished. I was even more shocked, I could feel the tears welling up. I didn't have any words to say, I knew this was a dream but I couldn't help but feel like sh*t. "Hey, its okay... I'm come to peace with it, my life was a happy one and im glad that youre my best friend." she reassured me. I was about to say something until a nurse called her name. "I have to go do some stuff but I'll come find you later when I'm able to." she said with a smile. I couldn't say anything to her as she left with the nurse. I turned back to the stairs and started running up them, I kept going until I came to the roof of the hospital, I was really high up. I remember thinking, what if I jump? will I die? (like I knew it was a dream but I still thought maybe this will kill me?) I sat down on the roof and just talked to my self. "Will it really be that bad if I die? I might as well go with my best friend. heh... life isn't fair Is it? she doesn't deserve this, I do." That's when I felt something in my pocket. I took it out to look at it, a bomb? 'Perfect' I thought. 'A bomb this size will only be big enough to kill me and minimum damage to the surrounding area' I stood up. 'If I jump off the building while the bomb is on I can die mid air without hurting anyone else.' I walked to the edge of the building and looked down. 'Its better this way' I was about to activate the bomb but then I heard something behind me, I turned around and saw my family sanding by the stair door. They looked sad and worried. "Don't do this please." My mom weeped. I saw their faces but this didn't change my mind, I backed up onto the ledge, look at all my family in the eyes and said, "I'm sorry.." I let my self fall backwards. I heard screams from my family but I just closed my eyes and pressed the bomb button, I heard it beeping and I just fell waiting for the bomb to kill me. 'If the bomb doesn't kill me, the ground surly will.' I thought. But that's when in midair I heard what sounded what I thought was a jet, but no, I opened my eyes to see Superman flying quickly arms reached out towards me. He caught me in his arms, he took one quick look at me and grabbed the bomb from my hands and quickly threw it in the air, it exploded in the sky, safety away from us. We flew back to the hospital roof where my family was, once we landed I pushed off Superman with anger. "Why did you do that?!" I yelled. "Your not even suppose to be on earth, aren't you on a mission?!" He looked at me with sad eyes, "I heard you talking from galaxies away, the rest of the leauge will be here soon." He said. I looked him in the eyes, "Why did you save me?! I didn't want to be saved!!" Then for some reason a light flashed before us and I fell backwards apparently losing conscious. (I was still there but not looking threw my own eyes, I was looking at the scene in 3rd person point of view) After the flash Superman and my family saw what looked like another me, but my body was on the ground, this other girl looked like me but with different body features, such as having long white hair, and blue eyes. Superman saw this and was on guard, "Who are you?!" He asked. She laughed a loud laugh, "I am corruption, i live inside Alma, and now after all that time I'm at my peak." She responded. Corruption looked at my body laying on the ground roof, "Pity, she isn't dead yet, well I better make fun with the time I have now." She smiled. With that black lightning came out of her hands and struck Superman, he yelled in pain which was rare for him. I was now looking from Corruption's point of veiw, I tried to stop my actions but I couldn't. Superman was pissed now so he and Corruption started to fight in mid air. After a bit of fighting, Superman was losing until Corruption's powers weakened. "Oh poo, well it looks like my time is almost up." she said. "Not so fast, what did you do to Alma?" Superman asked. "Me? I didn't do anything, she makes her own choices I just help her make them." she laughed, "and dont try to stop me, I'll be back, I'll always be within her, growing, getting stronger, the day she dies is the day I have my body, but don't worry, when that day comes I'll be sure to take good care of it." She smiled. Superman was about to lazer her but then Corruption turned into black smoke that both her and me traveled back into my own body. I woke up with my family surrounding me, i notice that i wasnt in my disguise, i was in my heros uniform. I saw superman land on the roof and i was shocked on how many injuries he had. 'I did that?' I thought. My parents looked at me with fear in their eyes, they looked like they didnt know who i was(which technically they dont know me in my hero's uniform only the desguise) I couldnt dare to look at Superman in the eyes. I stood up, i felt so much guilt to what i did to Superman, what i put my family theough. I started to walk away from them, i felt Superman's hand on my shoulder, but i smack it off, i looked at him with tears in my eyes and said, "I- im so sorry, i didnt mean to, i-" i couldnt even finish my sentent, i flew off the building and just flew away from the scene, i remember hearing Superman flying behind me, telling me that 'its okay'. The last thing i said before waking up was, "Just leave me alone!"

Well this was a weird dream, it isnt the first but yea it was ome of those dreams when i didnt know it was a dream in the beggining. It was super intenst. Well until next dream, Bye~
P.s. - Pictures below are drawings of this dream.
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