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Morning of December 10, 2014. Wednesday.



This was another atypical dream that was quite impersonal yet at the same time very vivid and somehow seemingly connected to something very important, though ambiguous and mystical as well. Something in-dream puzzles me in a negative sense. It is not quite ominous but almost (though vaguely).

I discover a large cave which seemingly has something to do with my family history…

Before getting into this, there is another dream or dream segment prior to this one. It seems quite random in the associations. I am in the living room on Loomis Street and my sister (deceased) “visits” as if the house is not hers at the time. However, she looks a little more like an Alaskan Native who I only saw once in real life when she visited my sister’s husband. Over time, however, I notice that I had been talking to an unfamiliar Caucasian male. He is talking about the War of 1812 and some other historical events connected with my family yet also mentions Arawak (rather than the actual Shawnee relationship) and I see it on a piece of paper he is showing me. A person changing completely from one to another has happened before in my dreams but is not all that common, and although I am quite aware it has happened I do not say anything or become fully lucid.

In a seemingly unrelated set of circumstances, I go into a large cave and from here, there are very strange and atypical perspectives. The cave seems to hold an infinite collection of golden “wheels” though the imagery and vague thoughts make me somewhat puzzled and almost uncomfortable. There is one large wheel that is a version of Vitruvian Man, which seems to be the main “real” wheel and the first one produced by perhaps an ancient entity or extinct civilization.

Along the wall, standing on edge, are thousands of other “wheels”, mostly all identical, portraying either a young boy (I vaguely perceive to be a younger version of myself at one point) or girl in the same manner as Vitruvian Man but seemingly only endless copies thereof. I am not sure what to think and I am not sure of their purpose. They are life-sized. I ponder if they could possibly represent real people somehow (for an unexplained reason), though that seems unlikely since, again, the smaller wheels all seem like duplicates. Still, there is a strong sense of mystery and possibly a mystical anomaly. (Interestingly, there is no in-dream adult “Vitruvian Woman” that I know of though I may have missed it.) There does seem to be more to them than their potential of just being wheels. A pentagram is visible and fairly defined over the Vitruvian Man image, and the same is true for the other “wheels”.

In reality, the pentagram is only an assumption associated with Vitruvian Man, and there is also one version with an added hexagram (a completely different perspective), as well as a square divided into four triangles and many other variations of entirely different associations. This seems to be evidence, in a way, of how people “pigeonhole” their own thoughts into a different perspective than the evidence given (even of their own eyes) while not relating to the views or experiences of others. For example, I have validated thousands of detailed precognitive experiences (far too visually precise to be coincidence - and I certainly cannot “unremember” what has happened in my life since birth) on a day to day basis - even based my life’s continuity on that reliability and “dreams becoming real” (especially in marrying my seemingly predestined “mystery girl” - or at least attained by my soul through childhood remote viewing - which seems the only possible explanation), yet many others seem to be lacking the ability to believe such a perspective while many others have it minimally but not every day and only some seem to use it actively (other than for personal contemplation).

There must be a reason while some (such as myself) are “allowed to get that far” so to speak while many others (even older than me) do not even believe in it in the first place (as well as holding onto hundreds of outdated myths about dreams), so thus never even “begin” to enter dream work potential (even those who have supposedly documented their dreams for a long time). They also have an entirely different view of life, often defeatist or negative in relationship to my own path, and I clearly remember thinking this even at a very young age. This perhaps is my strangest puzzle - even stranger now in the apex of my life’s path (or maybe it is only the beginning of a new potential apex regardless of my age - my own landlady lived to be over a hundred after all).

The very meaning of “average” or “normal” is by that which is not average, common, or normal at all. In other words, “average” only comes about by combining everything and then dividing it - which then only presents a mundane and skewed view of what really exists or is possible (especially regarding outliers such as myself, but outliers in general, including long-term diverse experiences).

I do not yet know the meaning behind this particular dream yet, though. There is a vague association in afterthought with the John Lennon song “Watching the Wheels” though I doubt this was the main instigation for this particular dream.

I was at my house (Actually my house In real life) and I think that i heard something, then i went outside, ran over to my friends house. Ran out in front of there house, then I was with someone, he had a broom (That looked like a Crook) We flew around the block a couple of times, then I said put me down so we don't get in trouble, He pushes me off when he was close to the ground. I get up and he goes off to put away his broom. Then my friends from the house I was just in front of, come out (We were apperently very loud?) He said my friends had gotten there letters, then He says that I can still come, We go to my house (It's really dark outside , IDK if it's just that or it's super early in the morning there) we celebrate, I am sat infront of someone, we start talking, We think "What if one of is someone else" I slap him, He slaps me. Flips to like the TV, with an ad/ tv show, a woman fires a rocket launcher. And that is when I woke up, and went "What? the?! FAQ?!?!?

I went for a walk outside at night with a friend. While walking through a parking lot we looked up at the stars and could clearly see the constellations as if they were "traced". I saw the Big Dipper, Little Dipper, Cassiopeia, The Archer, and a couple of others that I don't even know if their constellations but I'm sure they are.

***Note to self: Look up constellations after this entry***

All of a sudden I saw these moving lights in the sky. At first, I thought it was a plane, but then circles of light appeared and started to flash. They looked like the Olympic rings but in a Diamond formation? And then a spaceship appeared, and then it fly away. My friend and I watched this happen 2 more times before they picked a spot to land.

And like little idiots we ran over to the landing site to see them. There were at least 3 ships, and they started unloading. They were bug-like creatures. One of them forgot something and had to run back into his spaceship to grab it. And then they started killing people, because it was part of their game.

NOTE: Everything before they landed. The stars, the lights. Felt too real. I just searched constellations on Google and I'm looking at the exact constellations I saw in my dream, in the order they appeared. I didn't know I had that knowledge. But I guess we look up at the night sky all the time. It would make sense that some part of us would know it and retain it.

08.12.2014

Throwing snowballs, Gizmo songs and massive six combo of lucid task dares done!!! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I did it again and surpassed my plateau of length of lucid as well as goals accomplished during a single lucid. As I have been saying for the last three days, I had the feeling of a lucid coming, and I did not have a good sleep a few nights ago (getting adjusted to the new house) but yesterday's night I slept well, yet no lucid, which surprised me, and last night, turned lucid.

I remember faintly how did I exactly turned lucid and I neither recall what I was dreaming before that. I believe I was in some wax museum and the sculptures were talking. I exited the museum and, fully lucid I took a small flight to make the dream stable. I was very happy that I turned lucid and that finally I broke my dry spell. The quality of the dream was exceptional and I was exited to get finally my wings back and hit some dares while I was at it. I started to walk down the street. The road was made out of little stones, pretty much like on the roman ages. All the buildings were made out of stone as well and there was no lightning, however, it was a warm morning. It looked something like this:







I started to think about the tasks of the month. I thought of throwing a snowball at a dream character, however, it was warm. I reminded myself that in a dream, all could happen. I started looking for snow, and after walking for a while (I was no longer flying now) I saw a little bit of snow on the road. It was like when almost all snow is gone an melted, that you can find a flake here and there. I turned the corner and I saw a small plaza, that had a decent amount of snow. Lucky me, there was a lot of people around, so I grabbed some snow from the ground and made a snowball. I approached at a female character (no, she did not fell back with her legs in the air first!, and I would have tossed the ball before anything else...) She was looking at my snowball and hit her on the face. She was shocked for a brief moment and then, she continued walking like if nothing happened. (Talk about dummy DCs hahaha.) This officially completed my basic Task of the Month:

Originally Posted by Basic ToTM

Hit a DC with a snowball and report their reaction - (kilham)

It was time for the advanced task of the month. Despite I am almost as Christmas freak as Elf is, I did not feel like going hunting for Santa and sneak into his sleigh and I neither wanted do to do the snow globe task. Only Gizmo was left, not very excited but a very easy task. I saw a store, it was pretty old on the outside. When I entered the store, it looked like a Winery store I worked when I was 18 but much bigger. I told them I wanted to buy a present where Gizmo was wrapped up in. I was taken to the backroom, which looked exactly like the backroom from the Winery store, but much larger. A female employee handed me a green box with a golden ribbon. I felt it was going to be an awesome present for someone, but I knew that my task did not ended here and realized that it was a dream gift anyway, so I could not actually give it to anyone in waking life.

I left the store holding the box, and apparently, no one cared that I just walked by the register without the intents to pay... oh well. There was a bench right next to the store. I could hear a little voice inside the box, like if it was signing. I opened the box and Gizmo was in there, and I believe it was actually the real thing and not a plastic toy. I started to pet it and it felt soft and warm:







I told Gizmo to teach me a new song. Unfortunately, I forgot most of it because there is a long way to go still on this massive dream. But I believe it was something like. "One, two, three, gizmo, gizmo, four, five, six, gizmo, gizmo." Then, I think he sang a mantra from Lord Ganesha, at least, the lyrics were familiar to me, but my recall for the actual song is vague... I remember I sang the song back to gizmo and he was happy. I sang it a few more times to keep it in my mind and write it down once I woke up. Advanced ToTM, checked!

Originally Posted by Advanced ToTM

Find which present Gizmo is wrapped up in, and get him to teach you a new song. - (ThreeCat)

I started to explore the new place I was at. Instead of a roman old school city, I was now in Chicago downtown. It was easy to recognize as I was next to Marina City:







So much for the Roman city into Chicago!! My mind amazes me sometimes! I focused on hitting some of the easy lucid dares for anyone to get more bonus points. At this stage of the dream, I did not remember I had outstanding personal dares to complete. I first though of an easy task, to summon Nfri. Which I did. I rose my hand, sorcerer style and asked for Nfri to show up. A tall and slim female showed up. I could not tell her hair color because she wore winter clothing (once again, amazing mind dressed the summoned dream character accordly to the weather on December at Chicago, lol.) Her clothing was all pink and she was dressed very sexy. She smiled at me and she was standing, which a sexy look. She looked something like this (but her hair was covered, and the raincoat was a clearer pink.







I was happy because I completed one dare already (funny to find upon checking the dares thread that Nfri is a dude.)

Originally Posted by Anyone dare Completed

Summon Nfri and describe how he looks (Nfri)

As this female version of Nfri kept approaching at me, I knew right away what was going on, but my dream quality was high and I did not want to waste time, so I recalled another anyone dare I could get done. I walked by hear and faced her, face to face. She tried to get intimate with me (yes, in the middle of Chicago downtown!) but I refused to interact and just turned her my back and walking away. It was actually easy task, I think my drive to make a big record was strong!

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Face an attractive DC and refuse to have any interaction with her/him. (NyxCC)

I kept walking down the street and I recalled another anyone dare. I was unsure if I using my phone as a catalyst for dream control was an anyone or someone's else personal task. I took my phone out from my pocket, which looked like my waking life phone. I was in front of a cross street and traffic was very heavy, but cars were driving fast. I pointed at one of the roads with my phone and with my thumb, I slide it right to left, with the intents to push all the cars to go in reverse. Amazingly, it worked first try, and even more amazingly, no one crashed. I started to swing my cell phone left and right very fast, with the intent of accelerating the traffic, which happened, but neither no one crashed (I wasn't thinking they would crash neither trying, probably the reason it did not happen.) I tapped my screen to see what would happen, and the whole dream froze, I think even dream went silent. The whole thing was frozen. That was some amazing effects from just a phone!

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Use your phone as a catalyst for dream control. (Sensei)

It was exciting, but I suddenly found my dream getting obliterated in seconds. I did not have time to even to try to save it.

I had a false awakening in bed, I felt satisfied about the dream and getting two ToTM and three dares done. I reached my journal to write down the dream and tried to turn the lamp on that I have in waking life. (the green one)







Not working. I tapped it a couple more times. Nothing.

I turned lucid right away. I exalted "Lamp not working... hahaha, these lamps always work." My wife woke up and asked me what was wrong, if I was cold or something. I told her that I just got tricked with a false awakening and that I was still dreaming. My wife told me that I was talking nonsense. I checked my hands and indeed I was lucid, they looked like a hologram. I jumped off bed and recalled since I was able to remember the whole lucid dream, I decided to continue my dreaming. My wife followed me, pretty upset stating I was asleep. We exited the house and we were in a modern city surrounded by trees, definitely not the same as waking, proving I was indeed dreaming. Wife kept insisting I wasn't. I rose my hand and pointed at it with my other hand saying, "Do you think my hand is supposed to look like this?" My ring finger was like a quarter inch long. I took of to fly, but for some odd and rare reason, I could only bounce about 10 feet tops or so. My wife kept telling me, "See, you can't fly, you are awake, go back to bed before someone calls the cops." Like if jumping 10 feet was normal. I just walked away ignoring my wife, after all she was a dumb DC reflected by my mind. I saw a UFO saucer gliding above some trees. It was semi-transparent and it was vanishing:







I grabbed it before it took off and I thought of the next dare. To fly to the sun. I felt it would be easy to use this vehicle to get there faster, so I set that intent and the saucer to take me there. It was going at high speed and I could feel fire all around me. Now, the saucer looked like a regular shuttle from NASA. I was already in space and realized I was in my pajamas... oh well, big deal. We were getting closer to the sun and I released the shuttle, as in theory, I had to fly through the sun. I kept flying and I entered the sun. I could see my whole being burning, but it did not hurt, I kept flying until I passed through it and I was on the other side of the sun.







I could see a whole lot of different planets that were not from our solar system. This is nonsense in waking since all the planets surround the sun, but in the dream, is like all the planets were in front of the sun (what we see) and others (unknown) behind it.

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Fly into the sun (CanisLucidus)

I felt free, I was away from Earth and I felt I wanted to fly home (not Earth...) and a huge smile and feeling of freedom and bliss surrounded my whole being. However, I recalled right away that I had personal dares and they were still to be done. I freaked out a bit because I wanted to give priority to those and I forgot, so I remembered one of them, and since I was in space, I started to glide north until the whole space turned white, so I asked to be taking to the Creator of the Dream. I was taking to God, or what I had a impression of god, a huge amount of white light, made of pure love, light and bliss, it was a massive consciousness with a very powerful energy. I asked this energy/God, "What does this dream mean?" The creator replied to me, but funny enough, instead of through normal words, he did it through my clairsentient ability (psychic hearing) and he told me, "You are like Messi, breaking records all the time." I laughed because I never thought of it, but it was true that I was trying to break a record indeed, and Messi, just broke another record in the soccer match I watched yesterday."

Originally Posted by Personal Dare Completed

Find the creator of the dream you are in and ask what the dream means. (Marce)

I was happy that my dream was still stable so I decided to go back to Earth to get my two more personal dares done (Too bad I was realizing that one of them was an anyone dare that I challenged everybody else too and that I was missing to kick Dark Vather's ass as it was one of my dares and being at space, I had a golden chance to do it, oh well.)

I flew back to Earth and got very quickly back to it. I entered Earth in a kind of an odd way, shoulder first and I heard a massive noise and saw fire all around me. I was like a fireball and I thought, "This is not going to end well! But I laugher."







A few moments later, I was inside a house (what the heck???) There was some dude who was pretty pissed of at me. He wanted me to study and do my homework (I finished school many years ago, lol.) I wanted to get out the house. I did not feel it had good energy. I feel this house was in the middle of nowhere, somewhere around Texas among massive corn wheat fields. I wanted to explore the area. The dude tried his best to prevent me to leave. I saw there was a bar right next to me. The back of this bar was made out of windows and I could see a ton of futuristic buildings (so much for "middle of nowhere") and a huge pool with a lot of people around. There were three stools and three young woman having a drink. These woman appeared to be also pissed at me. I tried another of my personal dares. I rose my hands and started channeling energy, to the intent to make time go faster.

At first, nothing happened, but then I realized that these ladies looked like they were on their 50s and they kept aging fast. Some shrunk in size and one of them had her hair turn white. I kept pushing energy and set the intent for hundreds of years to happen. I saw through the windows how all of the people on the pool and walking by were also aging. However, they never died, turned into skeletons (or dust, zombies... nothing) they just went as old as you can imagine and even older than that



The building and other inanimate objects did not seem to be affected at all. I was very surprised this worked.

Originally Posted by Personal Task Completed

Force a city and its inhabitants to age in front of you for some hundred years. I'm curious to know what could your mind will come up with when their age exceed the average life span. (Box77)

They all kept aging, getting more wrinkles and looking more like a skull, but they remained alive and they kept doing whatever they were doing prior to do this. I felt it was enough of the aging and released the energy. They progressively went back to their original ages, except for the ladies next to me sitting on the bar, which stopped de-aging at the age of 50s.

Suddenly, everybody got on their knees and started to adore me like I was a God. I believed this was another of my personal dares (without knowing it was my dare, and the requires of my dare were different.) I kept thanking people for adoring me and they brought me x-mas gifts (lol) I felt happy and I thought I had all my personal dares done, so I decided to wake myself up, as I seemed to still be with a decent quality dream, but I was risking too much if I continued working on more dares and not getting my butt out of my real bed to write all down.

Morning of December 8, 2014. Monday.



This is possibly the first time I have dreamt of such an event, at least in such a vivid way and over a longer time period (my dream being quite long). Even though it is a natural disaster dream, there is a feeling of continual interest and excitement though I am not lucid. The imagery, especially at the end, is quite attractive.

I am not sure where my wife and family and I are living. It seems to be in La Crosse but in an area I have not actually ever lived in reality - it seems like it is likely to be a certain part of Wood Street. Our front yard seemingly faces the west. After a time, a sandstorm approaches from the east. We are firstly indoors. Over time, there are at least four waves. At one point, I hold onto our youngest daughter to help keep the sand from her eyes and to stop her from wandering off.

We are outside with other people at the front of our house, which we use for protection from the strong wind and dust at times. A powerful “wave” of sand approaches and knocks the roof off the house to the right of ours. Also, cars and buses are being carried through the air and dropped a fair distance away. Our house is not damaged in any way even though most others are in the immediate area.

The scenes are rendered very realistically for the most part, except for the appearance of the sky at the end, which is slightly surreal, though I do feel a sense of peace and bliss. At one point, we walk more towards the east (by about three blocks) for some reason, and I look up to see that the sky is filled with very small glowing clouds, sort of trapezoidal in shape and mostly equidistant and in at least eight rows. There are no signs of anymore dust clouds or indication of threat. Daylight is somewhat visible as if it is near dawn.

“It looks like the storm is over,” I say, and an unknown neighbor agrees.

It is possible that my dream signified “shifting my thoughts” in certain ways in preparation for enhanced dream work in 2015. After all, a sandstorm does change the landscape somewhat, the resulting sand dunes being in different locations after the event.

#387 - DILD - 5:32AM

I went to be late at midnight and had planned to take Galantamine at WBTB around 4AM, but at 2AM I had a horrible nightmare that made me think about the waking life implications. I have been taking 5-HTP pre-bed for depression and it's really been giving me powerful vivid dreams, though non-lucid. I was actually excited to see how Galantamine would work for me now but my thoughts kept me wake for over an hour so I decided it wasn't the night. I felt restless legs starting and I got up to take 1mg Melatonin and 400mg Ibuprofen. I considered trying an induction technique, but I really just wanted to fall back to sleep and stop thinking about stuff. I used randomness to quickly pass out, hoping at least, desire would catch the dream.

Much later, I am on a road trip with some 'friends' (their faces aren't anyone I know IWL) and we come to some city. Springfield? Someone mentions that it should be close to time for them to start filming SNL and they all really want to go. I look at the clock and see it's 4:30. I figure we have an hour before it starts but I realize we aren't that close to New York and something about the time feels wrong. Still, I have a strong urge to go alone so I ignore this.

Somehow I end up in a room with a stage. There are very few folding chairs scattered about in clusters and even less people sitting in them. I think this is very odd, but I continue to take a seat. Amy Peohler is on stage talking with another unknown person. It is some sort of pre-show and they point to a guy in our group. They set up some agreement that he would somehow be apart of some skit. This guy looks vaguely familiar and is wearing a yellow shirt with camouflage pants and combat boots. He has thick curly black hair and looks like a person with a sense of humor. He stands up, salutes, and says, "Yes commander."

I have a memory gap, but find myself lucid from doing some form of awareness/mindfulness. I think I forgot most of this, but I recall that I have been watching the show for what feels like a long time. Amy is gone and there is some other celebrity on stage talking. She looks a lot like Megan Trainor with brown hair wearing some light blue prom dress. As I watch her drone on, I feel like the dream is becoming unstable because I feel like can't hold all of this in my head for much longer. The concentration of sitting here idly while trying to remember all that has been said is way too much for me. I have the idea that I really need to be doing something active to keep the dream stable. I try to think what to do knowing that I should have a goal, but I can't be bothered with it right now. Suddenly feeling outrageously rebellious, I have an idea. I leap up from my seat, run to the stage, plant a hand on the edge, and vault myself in front of the woman. Without hesitation, I grab a hold of the front of her silky blue dress, and pull down. This surprising reveals her naked breast to everyone. I am not sure what I thought would happen but this really does surprise me. She stands there for a moment in shock while I admire her cleavage. I have a mild temptation to have some fun, but I quickly resist and turn away.

I return to my seat and make a grand gesture to the now growing audience. The woman is still standing there unashamed and laughing as everyone else erupts with excitement. As I watch, I purposefully look only at her face and not her bare breasts. Suddenly, blue text appears as an overlay to the stage. It appears social media is blowing up because of what is happening on live television. I can see the comments on Twitter and all of the tagging of other people, @soandso @thisguy @somebody (I can't remember the names). Then hashtags appear #something #lookatthis. Again, I don't recall the actual words and I think was mostly gibberish anyway. I laugh at bit, but but start to really really bad for the woman. It feels like shame and embarrassment and something inappropriate. I don't like the feeling so I decide that I want something really hilarious to show up. As I gently will the dream to respond, I think these words and they appear clearly in front of the stage alongside the rest. I am not sure how this showed up, but its more like my subC put it out there for me: "@ISIS hates Megan Strait. #ISIS" I get the feeling that these people would really hate knowing this woman bared her breast on live television. It's not really funny to me, but I decide this will be DJ entry title. The dream quickly fades.

I have an FA where I am trying to recall the dream and how I even got lucid. I remember as I see the funny camo guy holding a milk carton with the word 'Ninja' on it. He tells me that this was 'Ninja Juice' and as soon as I saw the word 'Ninja', BAM I was lucid. Then, I actually wake wondering if this is true.

I have had like dozens of dream which are based on escaping earth to other planet.
Yesterday i had one of them.
First thing i remember being in airport and knowing that we had to escape earth. I dont remeber how excatly i got to this space ship but there were like 5 other people with me. The space ship wasnt a rocket it was more like round ship. It was very roomy inside. It hard to describe how it looked but there was this normal seats and screen and control room. We sat into benches and launched to space. I felt really sad at this point because it felt like end of everything. When we launched to space i went outside without any space suit. I had this rope attached to me so i wouldnt flew away. I got out and saw the earth. We were just spinning around the earth in space me attached to the space ship by only a rope without any suits on. I looked at how beautifull the space was. I noticed the earth was much smaller and it was spinning way too fast. It didnt look like you could go into the earth it looked more like huge ball. It didnt have much depth in it. I looked around the darkness of the space and began to move farther away from the space ship. It was amazing and scary at the same time. I felt like i was going to get lost into the space so i made sure my rope still there and i told everybody to go in and continue trip. It was sad experience because we knew there was no going back it felt i truly left my home with no hope coming back.
Well we got to this planet that looked like mars and stepped out it was completly dead and there was only land. We spoke about how this is it we made it. From there we walked around there it was different from mars though. There were flat surface and sudden huge mountain spears reahing as far as i could see. I felt very empty- There were supposed to be small society there that we could live there. I dont remember excatly how we got this point but we lived in that society few weeks. I had become close to our small group. There were like 20 people there and everything was build out of rock and there was no nature there. The sky was dark but you could live in this place. One of us decided to leave this place and look for something else. I followed him. This part burned to my memory. I was walking out of this stone building and just waving good bye the people along the way. Everybody looked sad and it was just one good bye without the exchange of words that we said. We got out and there was this one guy who was really good friend of mine. I told him i need to look for better place and the one i was following just continued walk road to ship. I looked slowly away and continued follow him. I looked around me and there was nothing same thing flat mars like ground and this very tall but narrow montain every were. We just walked around them and walked for awhile until we saw the ship. I felt really lost because i felt like i was continuing looking something for eternity. We got on board just the two of us and i became sad because i knew i wouldnt see those people again and maybe never finding anything again. We flew to space and soon after that i woke up.
I very often have this type of dreams since child. Always leave the earth looking something but there arent anything better. All most excatly same ship in every on of them but i had pretty cool visual experience in this dream. It was beautifull but sad.

i was the slayer in this dream. If you don't know what that is, it is one woman chosen from all around the world is chosen. She get's super strength super speed higher reflexes etc. But, she has to slay the undead, and the rest of the evil things. She also has a watcher that trains her, teaches her and helps her but for some reason i completly lacked one in this dream. (which is fine.) If you want to know more about slayers go watch Buffy.


So the dream starts myself, and a younger boy running through some kind of sewers. We are being chased, by what im not sure. but they're alot of them. We can't seeo r hear them yet but we know they are coming. The Sewer was a tunnel that was lit by a Red light hanging about double Doors. We opened the doors and entered. It was a Staircase that just went up. Similar to a school's design. We closed the doors behind us and started trying to lock them. (they had some kind of mechanical locking device. But the button was jammed. We kept messing with it for a minute or two before we got it to work. Just as sooon as the metallic locks slid into place we where able to hear (faintly) many footsteps shuffling through the water in sewer, and distant moans. The kids eyes grew wide. "Don't worry i gotcha." i said is i picked him up and put him on my back. "hold on tight." I started climbing the stairs as fast i could. This was deffinantly a school. it was Nighttime so there wasn't alot of light around, but the tiled floors and rubber lined staircases, along with the architecture, you could tell this was a school. Eventually we reached the top of the steps. When we did, we could hear banging on the door that was under us 3 stories below. We heard the bangs, along with the bloodcurling gnarls of hunger and rage. There was a room in front of us, with people inside of it. You could hear them talking quietly about how they might not make it, what are they going to do, they're going to die here; and even people pacing around. I sighed a sigh of relief. I put the boy down and told him to wait a minute. I opened the door and walked in, my eyes scanning the room in a sweeping motion as fast as i could. Nothing. Everyone just stared at me as i walked in. Hmm... I was expecting to be shot at or at least have weapons pointed at me or... SOMETHING. Great... i thought to myself. I opened the door behind me and let the boy in. He didn't want to leave me, but i told him to go play. It was too dangerous to stay around me. i walked around the room trying to come up with some kind of plan when the doors i had entered from started banging. Oh shit.... They're here. People started screaming. they ran to the opposite side of the room. There was a door in the back, (not sure where that lead) and people where trying to open it.I faced the door. i called over my shoulder , "Stay by that door, but don't wait right in front of it. It could burst open at any moment and you don't wanna be caught in that." The people shuffled to the left and to the right of the door and jsut stared at me. They started all whispering to themselves. Eventually they went quiet and one guy said,"" ...Who ARE you?!" I crouched down and pulled a knife out of my boot, then turned my head over my shoulder and just gave him a smile.

Just then the doors burst open. Very human looking zombies came pouring into the room. I ran into the crowd and sliced the first one across the neck. Spun around and slahsed another. It was like a dance. A dance of death and blood. Slashing, and slashing. The bodies where starting to pile up. I had a few scratches and scuffs on me. (i guess being a slayer makes you immune to zombie virus). Eventually, i was knocked down. I remember just hoppping and crawling around the floor, slashing ankles. Fist and claws and feet and whatever else beat into my back and sides but i did not let go of my weapon, and i did not stop fighting. Suddenly i hear a loud noise, and the door at the other end of the room burst open. People came pouring through, and loud bangs started going off. The bodies around me started dropping one by one. Eventually they all dropped. There was another loud noise, this one constant. It came with a bright light shining through the window. a Helicopter. I put my hands over my eyes to shield them from the light and looked at the newcomers. Hmm... Military... You guys are always late....i thought to myself. The soldiers started leading people through the door to evacuation. One soldier came up to me and tried to get me to go with them. I just shook my head. "I'm fine thanks. Just worry about those people. Keep them safe." He looked at me and responded, "You don't have to go it alone, Slayer." I just smiled at him then ran and jumped out the window. When i hit the ground, ii made my way to the entrance of the school. I had a monster truck there. (woah! monster truck!). I got in and began to drive. This town has been destroyed by these undead... i thought to myself as i drove around, looking at all the broken buildings and property damage. But at least we're safe now, and the military is FINALLY here to clean up. If they just had a faster response time, they might even be more effective me... What's the point of the slayer when they can just come in with guns and get the job done?? I drove to the far end of town, on the outskirts; where the damage was miniscule, and some houses even lay in-tact and functioning. (while i was driving i somehow realized/ came to the conclusion that there was a single person behind the outbreak and that he was hiding in the mill at the edge of town on the river.) I started making my way towards the mill, but i stopped the car for a minute. The road ahead of me, which lead directly to the mill; was pitch black. I'm not talking like, oh it's dark i can't see, but like, this is dark that even light would get swallowed in it. I could feel all the Evil creatures just lurking in there. I turned on my car lights, and started to drive into the black, but the lights stopped working. I hit the truck in reverse and back out of the darkness. Once again i sat on the edge of it staring into it. "Dammit...." i said to myself. "There's gotta be a way in there....." . Just then i realize how tired i was. And that i was covered in zombie blood. Yuck. Just then there was a knock on my window. I looked over and saw it was a friend whom i work with in real life (i dont know the connection we shared in the dream). He asked me what was going on (he was concerned about the darkness (apparently he had been living under a rock the past couple of months)) and i explained everything to him. He pointed to the house behind him, and told me to come inside and spend the night. I didn't really see any other options so i agreed. As we walked up to the doorstep he explained to me that he had to go do something, but i could stay at the house no problem. He told me his wife was home, but that she shouldn't bother me. I said okay and walked into the living room. He told me where the shower was, and then left. The dream skipped the shower scene, and i was sitting back on the couch in a tanktop and panties. I laid down and covered myself with the blanket and tried to go to sleep. But then the mans wife entered the room. I peeked at her with one eye open. She was gorgeous...

She walked over to me, as i closed my eye and pretended to be asleep. Why am i hiding....
She stroked my hair... Why is this happening
She leaned forward and i could feel her breath on my cheeck Is she seriously going to-
But before i could finish my thought i grabbed her and kissed her. She just stared at me for a moment. For a moment. Then she grabbed me back and kissed me again. I don't feel like typing out what happens next so i'll just explain with a picture.

(This is a great movie btw)

The dream fast forwards, and somehow The wife is kidnapped by the Big Bad. (that's what i call bad guys.) Myself, the Husband and some random guy (i can't even remember what he looks like) had formed a party to go rescue her. We where gathered in a wide open street testing our weapons. The husband had something i can't remember, the other guy had a sword, and i had a revolver Grenade launcher.
Yeah.
It worked like regular grenade launcher (M32 Variant) where after you shot the grenade, you flipped the barrel and chamber down, tossed another grenade in, and flipped it shut. Expect it was a Revolver instead. With a very large barrel. (this would more than likely break your hand but im the so pssshhhhh)

Unfortunantly, the dream fast forwards again, and we the 3 of us are in apartment (an apartment that frequently shows up in my dreams). I remember i'm just laying in my bed at the end of the hall. Suddenly the wife comes into my room. I'm jsut kinda shocked, like what happened. She says she escaped and i didn't really care enough to ask how i just jumped out of my bed and kissed her. We held each other for a moment, and then she looked at me sad. "You know we can't-"
"i know." i cut her off. I knew it would happen but i didn't want to hear it. I turned my back and my eyes watered up a bit. She put her hand on her shoulder and started to say "I'm So-" but i shook her off and said "Just Go." She went into the living room where the husband was sitting and i heard them hugging and kissing each other and just making up in general. I slammed my door, and packed my stuff into a backpack (you always travel light when you're a slayer). I opened the window and sat on it, looking back at the door for a minute. There's no reason for me to stay here... the job is done. I'm a Slayer after all.... and i jumped out the window. The dream ended with me walking away.

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*i use few yearsold pictures from same place for ilustration


In the morning at 10 AM something told me that I should head outside into the nature. It was just a feeling. The weather seemed to be OK so I packed few things and headed out.

In the beginning of my journey a nasty wind blew which almost stopped me in my tracks while trying to ride my bike. Originally I wanted to go to the rafting place and to the shallows, but intuition told me that I should go further to the temple.

I took the first turn into the woods instead of continuing on the road.


Sometimes I went on foot. I arrived to Nove Zamky when again intuition told me to change the direction and continue via the meadows instead of continuing via the woods.

When I was nearing the destination, I had a thought that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to paint the inside of the temple. There were a lot of graffiti inside.

After I arrived, I discovered that the inside is painted and that there are hundreds of lady-bugs inside. They are probably trying to wait out the winter time there.

Templ



I went to go look down to the river where I discovered that the natural stone wall is repaired. There were stones put into place with concrete. I was afraid at first because there was a very strong power place with good quality energy directly below the natural stone.

Before repaired


I put down my backpack and went to energetically investigate the place. I found out that the energy flow is somewhat changed, but there were still places with strong energy and fortunately my favorite place wasn’t affected at all.


Power place


I climbed further up and investigated few other places. I checked out also the temple. It wasn’t impressed of its energy. I felt it mostly in its center, while it was more pronounced in front of the window. I went back down.

I tried to sense whether there are any beings in the vicinity. I didn’t sense any.

I enjoyed the view for few moments.



It occurred to me to try the shamanic journey into the lower world. I didn’t do any preparation work. I just greeted the place and all beings in it. Then I tried to tune in.

I took out the drum and started drumming in the rhythm set by my sub consciousness. First I was surprised by the sound effect of pulsation. There was a weir about 15 meters from me and I could hear the water fizzling as I was drumming. The drumming disturbed the sound of fizzling. In one ear I heard the drum and in the other I could hear the pulsating fizzle of the water. I didn’t do any relaxation. I just tried to visualize a way down the cave. As an entrance I imagined a hole in the rock which was directly behind me. I was just vaguely perceiving visual inputs. There was no additional data. As I was continuing down, I tried to add the sensation of touch and others. After few moments I visualized/perceived a point of light through which I could see outside.

I neared the place and climbed out below a big tree. Again, I tried to visualize and this time there was something more. I didn’t see anything clearly – just very vague flashes. I looked around a bit and saw some flashes. I extended greetings and then went up again after few moments. It occurred to me that journeying there an back again few times in a row could improve the journey/experience quality. I did another journay and on the way back, it occurred to me to look at a different place in the middle world which I originally considered to use as entrance into shamanic world. I imagined a turn within the cave and climbed out on a beach in Finisterra. The perceptions were much stronger because I spent there recently 18 days and I could bring up details of this place much better. I stayed there for a moment and then back to the cave and back to the place where I started.

In the Lower world I maybe sensed my power animals. I tried to get a glimpse especially on the third one. I am not sure but it looked like an armadillo. There was an information coming subconsciously that it doesn’t like to leave the Lower world so I can meet him i future mainly there.

An attempt to sense beings after my return to the cave, while I was still tuned in to perceive the shamanic world resulted in a signal to open my eyes. I looked around and tried to perceive something. I managed to get a brief flash of a lynx on the opposite side of the river and maybe also a hawk. During my next attempt a moment later I tried to improve the connection.

I remember just fractions because there was a lot that happened.

I caught a glimpse on a tree on the opposite site of the river. I knew it was a bird, so I asked whether it is a Hawk. The answer was no. I tried to focus better and saw flashes similar to a raven. During communication I discovered that he is not my power animal but rather a teporary guide. I asked him whether he can help me perceive him/them better and he answered that he will try. I tried to follow him. He flew up from the tree and crossed the river. The exercise was about trying to watch him during his flight and perceiving his form. My success was just partial but it improved.

Next I caught a glimpse of a deer.

Later I greeted him and asked what he is. He said that he is not my power animal. It was the master of the forest. He could change his form to a “humanoid”. I asked whether I can stay at this place and whether I am not disturbing anything. He said that it was ok to stay. I asked him whether I can help him somehow but he didn’t know of anything. I offered him that he can use my senses so that he can have a look the forest. He was intrigued by that and so we have agreed to try this when I will start my way back.

Back on the meditation place.

I saw the lynx again on the other river bank and tried to communicate. A thought came that he would like to come to me but didn’t know any way across the water without going into it. And he didn’t like the idea of getting wet. Later it turned out that it was more a communication test to see whether I could understand his thoughts. I created for him a visualization in form of an energy bridge across which he crossed to the other river bank. After that I cancelled that bridge.

A moment later a thought came from him whether I would like to run. Well, why not? Although running isn’t my strong suite, it was fun. A good perception exercise. I always looked around and perceived where he is even with visual perceptions. I wasn’t fast enough but he always waited for me. He chose hard paths like for example upward of a steep slope, jumping across fallen trees, climbing a rock, on the rocks above water. He enjoyed it quite visibly.

On one place I played a funny trick on him. It was a place which was in my opinion hart for him, but he jumped over it in the end. He then went for a run into the forest but then I saw him as he was crossing the river over the rocks. I asked him whether he is limited by physical laws or whether he doesn’t ? ..He jumped about 15m acros the river.

Raven when he left and flew into the portal and disappeared with a flash of light (image in the head)

I contacted the deer and enabled him access to my senses so that he can connect and later to even manipulate my hands. It was a strange feeling but he succeeded after a while to perceive via my senses and I could observe his reactions. Everything was new for him. He looked at the trees and turned (wanted me to turn) after each noise of bird or fizzing sound of the river. He tried to perceive the bark of a tree and fallen leafs on the ground via the sense of touch.

It was a very good experience. I allowed him to look even when I was leaving the forest. He said that he is master of only a part of the forest – divided by the road from another part. He asked me few things so I later gave him access to my sub consciousness so that he doesn’t have to ask and transfer data more qickly.


Finally we said our goodbyes and I continued on my way back home.

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When I went to the below Lower, I remembered Cerunos the Master of the Forest. But in the below world I couldn’t perceive him. It looks like the deer was the Master of the forest was quite similar type of being but in this case just a local one.


**thanks to Pali for the help with the translation

Night of December 5, 2014. Friday. Extensive notes only.



Although I presently have only 1,605 dream-related documents on tumblr (with continuing reference enhancements being added on each over time), which represents only a tiny fraction of my guess of at least 40,000 total, I plan on enhancing my dream work yet again in 2015 (which had already accelerated back in 1968 as a child). This will now start with a number of articles on my personal findings. This of course, is to be very meticulous and “wordy” and is certainly not for the casual reader unless they are seeking techniques for finding relationships in dream elements over a lifetime or are interested in the controversial knowledge that I acquired over the many years.

Here, I will address a recurring fictional location feature that is not only fictional but also “bilocated” with my childhood home in Cubitis. Bilocation (especially of environmental features) has been a very dominant aspect of my dreams since earliest memory, yet I have rarely read about it in the dream work of others. I do not typically include it in my online entries.

What does this mean? Basically, this “eternity bridge” is seemingly a metaphor for my lifespan but only began in November of 1969 (when I first interacted with Susan R a little more). For some reason I have not worked out, November 6 also seems to be the main date where extremely unusual and unexplainable events center around me personally (though I was born on December 20, 1960). I have not solved this enigma, yet.

The “eternity bridge” (short form of what I called it as a child, both “bridge to eternity” and “bridge over a prehistoric world”) is always of the same directional orientation, but not always the same implied height. The first existence of this bridge was bilocated in the northern side yard expanse of my Cubitis house where a shed was in reality - which was the very large building my father built. That is, although my dream’s location was implied to be a completely unknown region, I was simultaneously aware of the bridge’s eventual trilocation (again, very common in my dreams throughout my lifetime). This includes the following details:

The bridge itself was a wooden bridge (actually a plank and rope bridge, but which did not sway very noticeably) - the first version with more and more missing planks as I walked easterly. It was apparently in an isolated region and its first apparent “intent” was to place me over a “prehistoric world” (though with a “futuristic domed city” on the western perimeter, which seemingly contradicts the established “east is the future” association), which I fell into due to stepping near an area with a missing plank.

At the same time, the bridge was bilocated over my Cubitis backyard, northernmost of the house and technically over the rabbit shed. It has never been primarily bilocated anywhere else, only in this exact (fictional) placement, though its last presence being actually a ground-level back road, and just prior to that, a bridge over the “ocean” (the ocean also being in my Cubitis backyard but with skewed perspective).

Near the main version of my dream’s ending it was then also trilocated over the street just south of the West Elementary school building. The area where I met the “mystery girl”, in this case in the form of Brenda W (validated paranormal future wife archetype) and where I seemed to become intensely “within” her (regardless of my young age) was bilocated with the playground; more specifically, the white concrete bench Brenda was sitting on (which had fancy floral scrolls and a cyan essence) and the large oak tree, was bilocated via the northwest corner of the playground as an area of the domed city (Atlantis implied). (The “same” bench, though far more plain, is there in that bilocated spot in reality.) Curiously, the trilocation here was a specific spot in my Cubitis bedroom, fairly close to where I was sleeping at the time.

Only a few people have been in this specific scenario with me over a lifetime. The first main version began with Susan R (the only person other than my wife Zsuzsanna, who I had a seemingly paranormal connection to) walking westerly in the opposite direction to where Brenda and I first ended up walking (however, Brenda does eventually go back but ends up in the domed futuristic city where I reunite with her later). Susan actually walked diagonally down an implied ramp just prior to the implied but ambiguous “entry point” of the beginning of the bridge, which would have been bilocated with the entry point of our Cubitis carport. She had the Blue Pearl (aka “divine blue flame”) event visible around her, though her direction of which suggested she was no longer in my long-term future and I was then “with Brenda W” (though remember she represented my actual future wife long before I knew of her). Brenda then goes back due to more and more planks missing, but I continue on, seemingly out of curiosity or perhaps stubbornness. This suggests that the verified future with the “mystery girl” (my real-life wife) was still being “built” by unknown forces (yet I first had to “explore other scenarios”), though as described earlier, I do end up with her. Brenda W did not have the Blue Pearl associated with her until a very short time before first real-life contact with my wife-to-be many years later, in a very intense dream of a huge blue sun near the “eternity bridge”, but this time more clearly associated with my Cubitis backyard.

Typically, Susan R seemed linked to Christian associations (as my potential partner in life which she seemed to “know” as well) and Brenda W, the “dark mystery” and gypsy (Roma) associations, not in a negative sense, but in a “cheerful” though mysterious futuristic sense - and in the end it was the “mystery girl” who “won” as described in several other entries.

Also, the fact that I met her in a futuristic domed city at the end (though under the bridge in the otherwise prehistoric world), resolved it as very long-term precognitive. In a later version of the dream, we climbed the tree (trilocated with the domed city area, the playground tree, and the Tree of Knowledge in another part of town - which also appeared in a dream around the same time period where Susan R was seated on the “same” bench and crying - later elements of that dream borrowed from “Gay Purr-ee” and which I eventually will go into in another entry) back to the beginning of the “timeline”/bridge.

The “eternity bridge” existence in my dream universe is still going strong. The only relevant associated “players” (other than myself) thus far have been:

Susan R (with Blue Pearl “envelope”) - (late 1960s, early 1970s)
Brenda W and additional ambiguous “mystery girl” composites (1969 through 1990/91)
my beautiful wife Zsuzsanna (since 1991, though we did not marry until 1994)
(as of this month - December 2014) youngest son Oliver, though only in the ground-level area below it.

Assuming the “eternity bridge” is some sort of lifespan or fixed life path construct, I have to question some nuances of my last dream. In the “same” area where I fell through a missing plank area in the first version in 1969, I now, at ground level in December 2014, discover large rusty nails (which I place in a glass Coke bottle so that people will not step on them) which I also vaguely associate with the crucifixion (I am not Christian, by the way). This is cross-dream bilocated with where Oliver seemed to no longer be present in the ocean view dream (though I did not see him as endangered in any way). In one “reset” of the first “eternity bridge” dream set, I go off from the side of the bridge down a south staircase, which was precognitive of several sparse events - one being related to my father’s eventual chicken farm in that same spot, and another matching a location in Brisbane I did not see in reality until I met my wife-to-be in 1994.

In order to truly understand the paranormal (for lack of a better term) nature of this, one would have to understand thousands of validated associations and personal experiences, which of course, is not even possible for the average person (the majority of people cannot even get past a short dream entry of mine unless they have a genuine interest). I can only relate some of the more defined and continuously rendered scenarios of which I am most familiar with.

Any comments or questions on any of this are very welcomed and appreciated.

Okay so first off i'd like to say, i haven't posted lately because i got back into to work (vacation over). It's not that work is affecting my recall per say, (though maybe a little) it's merely the fact i just don't have time in the morning to write my ridiculous dreams down.

Moving on, i DID have a dream last night, though i can't really remember it. Something about a new apartment, fighting a clown using DoA moves, and some girl.... *cough* yeah... ANYWAYS. What i would like to share, is what happened after i woke up from that dream, around 2:30 AM. If you don't believe in Astral Projection, and spirits that reside there, and that dreams and the astral Plane are interchangable, then you probably won't be interested in this. Or maybe you'll read it to call me crazy. Whatevs Yo.



So, i woke u pfro mthat dream, wondered why i woke up (i never really wake up in the middle of the night) and jsut kidna sat there for a minute. i looked around my room (it's very dimly lit from compter LEDs) and didn't really see or hear anything. I figured i would try a WILD-sort-of-thing since i was in a pretty good position to do so. I put my arm over my eyes and imagined laying in my bed in the room i grew up in. Eventaully, i WAS laying in that bed. Though i could tell it was a little more than dream by the level of clarity. I didn't give it much thought though. Most things don't fuck with me. I was laying my bed, forcing the cieling and walls to warp and bend in rythme to music i was creating in the dream. everything was fine, just doin my thing when my vision was snapped directly to my front Forcefully. "oh." i thought. Somethign tried to jumpscare me. My vision was forced to face fowards while some giant white skull/face screamed at me, though the scream was 'in my head' if that makes sense. I managed to turn my head to the right, and break the possesion, and then i forced myself awake. As i thought, i looked over in the corner and there was a spirit sitting over there. I told it "i'm not gonna force you out but if you fuck with me again i will. Let me sleep." and then layed down. I could feel it's emotion filling the room. It was angry, but also intrigued. I guess no one ever stood up to it before? Dunno. So i layed back down and tried to sleep again, but i coud feel him leaning right over me and breathing down the back of my neck. (what a creep) so I releashed a splash of energy that *should have knocked him back then said, "do that again and ill banish you." So i laid back down and put a shield around me began trying to sleep again. Obviously the closer i got to sleep the shield would get weaker, cus my consciosness is switching over etc. So when the shield would get weak he would kind of poke through the shield, forcing me to wake up a little bit to strengthen it again. Honestly, he probably could have broke it but i think he was just messing with me, or was to oafraid to actually break it, knowing it would invoke my wrath. cus he stopped doing it and i went to sleep. Today i've felt his presence around but i can't confirm if it's him yet..... though i did see something that looked exactly like him at work today. Maybe tonight ill try and talk to him see what he wants. Maybe it's an old friend....

My family lived in a really neat antique shop next to a vibrant brook in a weird lonely gnarly forest. The brook flooded one day in the spring and flowed into the store. One lady's display was ruined. I went to go see her. Everything was destroyed by the water, except for a very neat old professional film camera. She gave it to me. I went up to a different floor of the building and found my friend lounging on a balcony. I wanted to test out the camera so I filmed him. Then I rewound the tape and watched the playback. For a bit, we saw my footage, but then it abruptly cut off. Apparently there was different footage underneath mine on the tape. The image cut to two young women laying on a bed in their underwear, touching and fingering each other. I instantly turned off the camera and yelled, "I didn't film that!!"

In another house in those same woods there lived an extremely ugly old witch. Her daughter, (yes, her daughter!) was protesting against her mother's overweening desire to cover her daughter in shredded cheddar cheese. They argued back and forth heatedly for a long time. The witch stated that when she was her daughter's age, she too was covered in cheese by her mother. With that, she shrunk her daughter, scooped her up and stuffed her into a ziplock bag filled with cheese. She rolled her around in there for a bit and then let her out and put her back to normal size. Then a narrator-sort-of voice on a voice-over deadpanned, "no one could ever mistake the old lady for a normal human being".

I could jump really high and effortlessly but only if I constantly gave a thumbs up with both my hands.

There was two of me in the same dream. Yes, two of me! One of ‘me’ was lucid, and the other ‘me’ was just dreaming. The lucid ‘me’, seems to be a memory of the dream, which instantly appeared in my mind when I woke immediately after the dream; whereas the part of me that was dreaming, was basically a fragmented, foggy dream. I can tell the lucid ‘me’ was a memory, because I did not have any recollection of the adrenaline rush, uplifting feeling, you get when you realize you’re lucid. It’s like this experience was just dropped into my head. My body felt like it was lightly floating, and moving in my bed, when this memory came to be.

Let me know if you have experienced something like this too (above)!

I’ll describe the dream from the ‘lucid me’ perspective. I was sitting in my parent’s living room perfectly lucid (not sure why I was lucid?). I saw ‘me’ walk in the backdoor and head down the hallway. I met myself once before in lucid dream, and I really wanted to have a conversation with myself, so I jump up and ran after ‘me’. My mom stopped ‘lucid me’ and said, “Do you really want to do this? Some people don’t handle this well.” I replied, “I can handle it, where did I go?” As I searched through the house for ‘me’, I came across my sisters, wife, and my oldest nephew. He smiled and said, “Hi!” The other me wasn’t anywhere to found downstairs, so I headed upstairs. The first bedroom I checked was my dad’s. My dear dad was lying in his bed, and there was this young, beautiful girl, sitting on the edge of his bed near the window. I did not recognize her. She had long, brown hair, blue eyes, thin featured, and was very pretty. I walked up to her, and we stood face to face smiling. I happily said to her in a playful voice, “Oh, who is this cute little girl?” She then replied, “I can’t tell you how many times you’ve said that to me as I was growing up!” She was smiling and giggling. She sounded exactly the same as my daughter! I got so excited, I woke up! ( I wanted to hug her)

A strange nose-less creature called the Stip lived in a blue bathroom cubicle. It was more than seven feet tall, incredibly emaciated, but it never stood up straight. It's back was always very bowed, and it's arms were disproportionately long. It was completely hairless, and it's skin was pale and saggy. It's eyes were very small, beady and wide-set, and it's mouth was very wide. I sent my boss into deal with it and see if he could get it out of the cubicle.

I was driving through a city with my father. There were lots of pelicans, hawks and large birds with tags on their feet flying through the air close to the ground. My father and I took interest in one pelican in particular. It had a foot tag that had the letter "B" on it.

We were having a family reunion, and we were meeting in a church. My family was gathered about the piano, singing a song. One of my second cousins, was wearing a pair of pants that were much too large for her. She kept pulling the waistline out, gazing down at her groin and panties in a satisfied manner. I distinctly remember her panties as being white, although I'm not sure how I came to know that...

I dreamed I awoke in the night and discovered that there was a frog in my throat and I could barely speak. So I got up and walked to the bathroom. I kept thinking about a ghostly girl and her cat that sometimes appeared in our house. If you so much as touched the cat, you would die instantly. I was so afraid that the next moment I would see the cat girl. I ran in fear out into our living room. My mother was lying on the couch, and she greeted me warmly. I tried to talk, and my throat cleared and a clear, oily liquid dripped out. I wiped it off my mouth. My father was sitting in my accustomed chair, dressing himself for the day. I figured we were going to have a day off and go into town with him, and that made me happy.

I worked at a pizza parlor, and I had to cut a dog in half lengthwise to put on a pizza.