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.../It's the second time some characters of the game Summoners War get into a dream. This time I see a sequence of a fight where my avatar changed its colors and used a sword to fight against a salamander which is defeated in around 4 moves. I try to repeat the sequence/...

* I will try to use change those colors in my avatar, it seemed to be pretty interesting

I go to bed at 10:50, intending to get up with my wife's 6:30 alarm. A few hours later I wake for some reason (no recall) and return to sleep. At 3:10 a kid makes noise and wakes me. I jot down a fragment then return to sleep. At 5:50 a kid wakes me as she uses the bathroom. She's coughing once she returns to bed, so I take her some water. I can't seem to get back to sleep, and I hear my wife's restlessness and know she can't either. At 6:15 she gets up and showers, and I fall asleep while she's in the shower.


Beer in space
I'm on a very traditional star ship (or maybe a space station?), walking through the corridors. It's a very traditional design, with identical gray corridors meeting frequently. I'm totally lost, but that's OK: I'm wandering around the place trying to get a feel for it.

Now I see the officers in the conference room, where everyone is looking out the windows. Captain Picard looks out last and gets a disgusted look on his face when he sees what the rest do: a giant brown beer bottle floating in space, spinning slowly. As the label rotates into view, everyone can see it has a goofy picture of the captain, and the name of the beer and its catch phrase are poking fun at the captain. Everyone immediately knows this was done by Q.


Scanning stations
I'm watching as defense stations around the world are doing some kind of scan. As I'm initially watching, there are 5 stations, but the number keeps growing as the dream continues. At first, I'm watching from inside some kind of control room. I'll see a quick clip from one control room, then I'll see a clip from a different control room in a different station. I can tell I'm seeing different stations because the people in the room change, but the room itself stays exactly the same. I'm surprised they'd use such an obvious trick to try to save on production costs; even the camera angle stays exactly the same! The last room I see is being run by a stocky Russian woman, and everyone is speaking in (what I identify as) Russian (though I can't understand a word of it).

Now I'm looking at a map of the earth that has all the stations marked out on it. I see red arcs appear from every station to every other station, then start to shrink. I assume that whatever is still under the arcs still needs to be scanned, and the places the arcs have shrunk away from are already scanned and determined not to have anything interesting.


At the hotel
I'm in a nicely appointed bathroom. It's long and thin; one wall has a long row of sinks followed by a long row of urinals, while the other wall has only stalls. I'm walking back from the urinals towards the sinks. Initially I think I'm alone, but then I realize there's a woman at one of the sinks closest to me. I'm very surprised to see a woman in here, but I just walk around her and go on my way. She's doing something at her sink (washing her teeth, maybe?), and there's stuff on the floor around her (towels?).

Now I'm in the (impossibly huge) foyer of a hotel, standing in the middle at what I first assume to be a concierge desk. I'm with other people I know, and someone is talking about coffee. I realize that this isn't a concierge desk but is rather a tiny Starbucks. While he's getting his coffee, a woman in my group who's standing near me tells her friend that she's never had Starbucks and wonders what it's like. I tell her that Starbucks coffee is too heavily roasted, almost burnt, for my tastes.

Now I see a couple of people with small plates of food. I look around to see where it may have come from and realize that on the other side of the Starbucks is a small table with lots of fruit on it - I specifically see strawberries and chunks of pineapple. Despite being right next to the Starbucks, I think it's actually provided by the hotel, so it's probably complementary. I think about going and getting some.


Unclear traffic signal + Flying and pumpkin hunt
I'm driving a car of some kind, maybe an SUV (I've never driven an SUV IRL). I'm stopped at the top of a hill, waiting on a ramp to join with a larger road that's down and to my left. Between the large road and my ramp is a HUGE board that reminds me of a scoreboard at an athletic event. Most of the middle of the board is taken up with rows that look like they should be holding team names and scores; around the edge of the board I see more than one set of red/yellow/green traffic lights. Initially, the board is completely blank. Nothing is on the rows, and all the lights are off. Eventually one of the greens on the left-front of the board turns on, but since it's away from me I assume it's for the other road. Other lights start cycling, though none on the right. Up to this point I've been alone at the top of the ramp, but I still start to get concerned that maybe one of those lights was supposed to be for me, and I'd hate to hold up traffic. As I'm thinking about this, I realize that a motorcyclist is going around me, tired of waiting for me to go. I check my mirror and am horrified to see a long line of cars waiting behind me. I decide to ignore whatever the strange sign is trying to tell me and just go.

Now I'm on a three-lane, one-way street. Somehow I'm aware of the driver behind me not liking the left-hand merges he has to do on this road. I think nothing of the strangeness of knowing what another driver is thinking/talking about, but I do try to figure out what he means. If you're switching left, you merge left; if you're switching right, you merge right; so what's the big deal? I can't see how this road changes anything.

I start to get a vague sense of "wrongness" and decide to do a nose-pinch RC. Initially, it only seems to deepen the sense of wrongness; something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on it. I keep doing it, eventually realizing that, yes, I'm still breathing through my nose (left nostril only), even though it's pinched. I do it a couple more times to confirm that, yes, I'm really dreaming.

Now I'm standing in front of a house on a kind of rock path made of very coarse white gravel and small rocks. The scene is very fuzzy, and I know I need to ground myself in the dream. I start by looking at my hand, but it's badly out of proportion, and I really want something to keep me here and not convince me I shouldn't be here. I kneel down and pick up one of the larger chunks of white rock. As I feel its solidness and hard edges, look at its shape, and study the sparkly flecks in it, the dream becomes crisp. I stand up and recall my goals for this dream: the basic challenge to cut open a pumpkin and see what's inside, and my personal goal of better flight.

Nearby, I see an open door into what looks like a small shed. I look inside to see if there any pumpkins here. As it turns out, there are two: a medium-sized one on a table to my left, and a small one on a counter near the back. I don't like the look of either of them and continue on my way. I remember reading about someone finding a pumpkin patch and decide to check if there's one behind the house, but there isn't. I change my mind about the pumpkins in the shed, figuring that any pumpkin will do, even if it's sickly looking. I return to the shed and take the larger of the pumpkins, but in my hand it changes into a collection of small orangish guards connected by strings. It's useless to me now, so I leave it.

During this first part of the dream, I frequently stopped to re-ground myself. Sometimes I studied my hand (slightly different each time), and sometimes I picked some part of the scenery to look at. From this point onward, I forget all about doing any further groundings.

Somehow I end up back in the house. I'm in what's probably a living room, though since the house is completely empty it's hard to tell. I'm standing on hardwood floors, and in front of me is a wall that's mostly window. Even the doors are mostly glass. I'm getting a bit frustrated with not finding my pumpkin, so I decide to move onto flying. After all, there's no reason I can't fly and look for pumpkins at the same time. I decide to start out by jumping. Last time I tried jumping in a dream, something really strange happened, and I want to see if I can do better. I manage to jump all the way to the (fairly high) ceiling, then gently float down, That was fun, so I do it again. But, jumping isn't flying, and it's time to fly!

Now I'm outside (not sure how I got here), flying about head-level off the ground. I know I'm flying, not just gliding like I have in previous dreams, so I know I can go as high as I want. I head up to about roof height, then come back down to head-height. Now I'm flying along above a field. To my right is a high school athletic field of some kind (baseball, maybe?) with a high chain-link fence around it. I see a few small groups of people talking near the fence. I know some of the people in the groups, and in one group I see Amy. I feel sad, thinking on how we used to be good friends but that she left all her old friends (including me) behind. I decide to give her a scare, so I fly by her and somehow pick her up in my wake so that she's flying behind me. Her additional mass slows us down, but I don't mind too much. We fly down the street into another neighborhood. I see Sarah H. standing by the street, and she sees me and gets an amazed, incredulous look on her face.

Now I'm in another house, in a small hallway. The outside door (some kind of side door) is behind me, and a set of bi-fold doors is in front of me. The doors remind me of the bifold doors in my wife's parents' old house that hid the washer and drier. I decide I'm done trying to "find" a pumpkin, and I'm going to add one into the dream. I know that asking DCs for something tends to work well, so I decide that I'm going to find a DC behind these doors, and that that DC will help me get a pumpkin. I open the doors and walk through to find a mother and daughter working on laundry. The mother looks like an old-fashioned washer woman: she's wearing an off-white blouse with a darker off-white skirt and has her hair pulled back and up in a floral handkerchief. I think the daughter is wearing something similar. I see that the mother has a rather tired, hard-bitten expression on her face, but I go ahead and ask her for a pumpkin. She gives me a look that says "I don't know why you're in my house, and I don't know why I'm talking to you at all" and eventually drawls that there aren't any pumpkins around here. Behind her, I notice a small table designed like a pillar, and I see that it has a small misshapen pumpkin sitting on it.

I consider calling her on her lie but decide not to. I look over to her daughter to see if she'd be any more help, but then poof I wake up.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Note: There were a lot of friends that know, used to know, or haven't seen in a while. Through out all these dreams I seemed to see a whole bunch of them.

Dream 1 - Bad Drivers (before 05 00 - birds started chirping about 30 minutes after I woke so it's a rough estimate).
I am in my university, heading to field (the field is much larger, and has a dirt wall on the left) to meet someone. I remember that my old biol group is meeting too, and I don't want to meet them so I consider running up the side of the dirt wall to get past them. This train of thought is interrupted, as I'm walking I see a crowd of people and a truck just speeds towards them. I SWEAR this truck hit a person, but when is passed there was no one who was injured... I look off to the left and see a bus speeding towards me and the crowd! We all scatter to avoid it, I turn around heading towards a construction area where they're setting new pavement. I remember walking back knowing that the bus has passed, I seem to somehow be talking to a construction worker, I talk weirdly, as if I had a foreign accent... Haziness ensues until I'm walking down the ramp inside the cafeteria building (I remember that it seemed more club-esque style, black walls and dimmed lights etc). I am utterly shocked, because at the bottom of the ramp is my best friend D! He's looking at his phone, I haven't seen him for about a year so I just run towards him and bear hug him . He's apparently gay too, and I hug his boyfriend so he feels welcomed or something.

Dream 2 - Lucid #3 (07 00ish)
I'm in my high school walking along beside a bus (I used to bus back and forth from school). I see ahead of me my old friends, and M who I used to be really tight with but he moved away. I'm overwhelmed with the same happiness I had when I had seen D in the previous dream, I start running to tackle-hug him, but I stop. The feeling spurs a déjà vu effect, I realize instantly that I'm dreaming. I don't even do a reality check, I start to float and fly away (this has happened at the start of every lucid I've had). I stop myself, telling myself to stabilize the dream first, I'm rubbing my hands together but I can't really feel it. The same thing that happened in my last lucid happened again, I seemed to have my eyes closed, and I knew that once I open them I'd be awake. Bam. Ruined it again somehow.

Note: Stoked to have my 3rd lucid, but I need to learn to make them last and make them stable.

Dream 3 - Talking to friends (08 30)
I seem to be walking the usual route I take to university, talking to J1 who I don't usually walk with. I tell him that I had my 3rd lucid dream last night, he is impressed and then another friend walks past and asks us what we're talking about. I tell J1 not to say anything, I feel embarrassed about sharing it now (this is probably related to when some people walked in as I was showing J1 some poetry junk I was working on). I see J2 and I'm happy to see him (he used to get bullied and I used to stick up for him in high school), we start talking and I tell him we should go meet with J1 who's standing on the bridge looking into the river (still in the uni, this is all pretty accurately place for the dream world).

A terrifying terrorist had come to our town and had hidden himself in the basement of a church. My cousin and I decided to go see if we could find him.

We found the door to the church basement easily enough. But inside it was pitch black. I switched on my flashlight. What I saw was a large room, sort of like a stairwell, with concrete stairs going down the sides of the walls. I shown my light over the railing on the side to see if I could see the bottom. I couldn't.

We tentatively began walking down. We got to a landing, and there was a rotting alien corpse. Suddenly we heard a noise and hid behind it. It echoed through the stairs. We listened and waited for a long time but nothing showed itself. Then we gave up and went back up to the main floor.

Then all the children that attended the church banded together. (The group included my sister, who was suddenly quite obese.) They numbered about fifty. They vowed to all the grown ups that they would descend the stairs, reach the bottom, find the horrible man and destroy him. The adults pleaded with them not to go, but they would not listen. So one day they marched through the door, and we listened on the other side to the muffled echoes of their feet descending the stairs. They never came back up.

At work, I'm in just my underwear. I'm trying to avoid people, especially one creepy guy. I think they wouldn't like seeing me in just my underwear at work. So I look for the bathroom that is more in the back part of the store to stay clear of customers and employees.

I go into the back room where it is, but hear someone at the back door working with their keys to open it. I take off at a sprint - much faster than normal being in just underwear and bare feet. I don't know if they saw me, but I think two of the girls did.

I reach some stairs at the end of the hallway, but as I go to sprint down them, my legs stop moving quickly, and I feel like I'm up to my waist in molasses. It is really hard to move my legs, but they do move slowly with a lot of effort. I think, "This is just like when it happens in my dreams" and consider that I may in fact be dreaming. (It only happens in my dreams)

I decide to think about that once I get a bit further down the stairs just in case I'm not dreaming. Since I might be dreaming, I also try to levitate through the air while also walking. I somehow manage to split my reality into two separate experiences, doing both simultaneously - floating above the stairs slowly, and also walking down them with great effort. Both simultaneous experiences feel like they're totally in my mind. Like when I think of two or more people at once in my mind's eye, imagining what their perspective is, their experience - only more real.

14.10.2014

Royal Building Crumbles & Encountering the Minotaur (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was most likely a continuation of one before, but because I put off on the recall for quite some time, I can’t remember it to exact detail. Though, I honestly felt the rest of the prior dream was necessary, as the plot itself seemed inconsistent, and would require too much speculation to see if there were any underlying reasons involved.

Judging by how I felt within the dream, I presumed it was a matter of escaping, and not looking back in fear of everything behind me being crumbled; in fear of being part of the destruction as well.

I’m running with a female that’s just about a few inches shorter than me, and has a visage and body composition of someone who is Asian. She reminded me of someone I know from work for some reason, though I felt this was another dream character that takes the form of multiple Asian females, and has a distinct “signature” if you will of someone I met in my dreams a long time ago.

But it didn’t matter on validating who’s who, so I focus more on keeping my feet active, and dodging whatever debris might come by. The environment itself is very spacious, and associating patches of recall I have of the previous dream, this area seemed to be have been a fanciful place to reside and communicate with others, mostly for exquisite banquets and luxurious entertainment most likely. But it also had some element of scholarly spirit as well, so maybe it had served doubly for that.

The walls consist of a faded maroon color diluted with other colors similar to it in the color spectrum; the roof consisted of a white and slightly milky vanilla color with a natural splattering of dust and age, and the flooring itself had a simple vanilla tile formatting.

I can’t make out the outfit I’m wearing in particular, but I’m presume it was fairly basic as it didn’t have the level of eye-candy, I guess. I do know that my companion I’m escaping with is wearing a basic red shirt and blue jeans, which seems odd for us considering the formal implications of the area we’re in right now. So I’m presuming that if she was wearing something casual than formal, I probably was wearing a black shirt and faded black jeans.

We’re running up some stairs that are probably 10 feet in width, and the grandiose composition of the building makes me wonder if we’ll ever get out of here. And if we’re going up inside of down as I would naturally imply an escape would be, it became more confusing, but going up was the only way we could go right now; otherwise, we’d just be dead corpses under heavy debris.

I can feel the vibrating and earth-quake-esque sensations all around by body, along with the random shifts in environmental movements. I stayed mostly on the right side of the curved stairs to get a wider view of the left just in case something weird happens, like, I don’t know, a Minotaur that should come out of nowhere trying to kill us by using the environment.

And the more I observe the environment, the setting seems to resemble interiors of Alcamoth in Xenoblade Chronicles. And with more bits of recall from the previous dream snapping back to my awareness, I do recall seeing several High Entia dream characters floating around somewhere.

They were like the image above, albeit paler, and seemed to have no colors applied to their existence; like a fading white color overlay.


At some point, to the left of us, a big hole is formed, and a giant Minotaur comes out of nowhere.

He has black hair, and his body is brown with a subtle hint of burnt orange, and he has glowing yellow eyes as well. His loin cloth is either black or brown, and he looks like he’s hell-bent to kill us. He immediately uses his hands to destroy part of the stairs we’re on, and when this occurs, everything suddenly changes. There’s too many things going on at once, and I am both horrified and bothered on what’s going on.

I can’t even tell if the female by me exists anymore, and I presumed she fell down into the seemingly bottomless pit by now. I do know that I’m still alive in the dream, and I was preparing to encounter the Minotaur. But I can’t recall what happens next, other than standing on top of the first apex of the stair set that was broken.

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This is a dream I had several months ago. It was a pretty cool dream.
So I am with a group of archeologists and we are exploring this underground tomb/ruins. We find the door to the treasure chamber and inside, it is a huge room with a very high ceiling. The architecture is a combination of Sumerian, Egyptian, Mayan, and something else I don't know. On the floor of this room there lies a great quantity of treasure. Golden coins, jewel-encrusted cups, crystals of various kinds etc. etc. So everyone goes and picks up as much treasure as they possibly can. But I do not collect the various precious golden coins, but I search for the artifacts which grant the user various powers or that have some kind of scientific knowledge, like a crystal skulls and the like. These artifacts that I found, they look both very ancient and hi-tech at the same time.

Well... good night last night. Took me an hour to type this up.

I was driving along in a mountainous region supposedly on some family vacation with my parents. The sky looks to be a very deep shade of blue and I think there were some planets in the sky. The mountains we are on don't look very earth-like either.
The mountains are made out of a light brown/tawny rock and covered in moss that seems to flow over them like water. Exotic fern-trees grow in some of the more level areas but the mountains are fairly jagged.
The road we are driving on is narrow (two lane) and built up on this really high end, futuristic looking bridge. Eventually I saw that we were coming up on a settlement in a valley.
It was a very small settlement. Two houses, one of the houses is very modern with a big glass wall on the front and a solar array on the roof. The other one looks older, being made of bricks with a circular drive out front. There is also an old fashioned well and a park with swings and a play structure.
My parents said that we had been driving for awhile and that we should pull over and eat lunch as a family in this park.
...
This somehow led me to becoming lucid. I ran into Manei, who had taken on a youthful form, she was about 8. She then turned and ran and I came after her. I chased her across the playground structure and she went down the slide.
"Come on! Go down the slide!"
"mmm... Ok."
I go down the slide, trying to rack up a little bit of dream stabilization along the way. I recall the slide being a reddish color, and having scuff marks on it. Before I reach the bottom, she says something else.
"When you get to the bottom, don't stop!"
I slide down and when I come off the end of the slide I go forward a little bit because of my momentum and land on my butt in the wood chips. For some reason I seem to sink into the wood chips.
"Good, I had to make sure you were still (able to act like a child). The Dwarven Guardians who run this place really like that."
"...?"
"I'm going to summon the Angelic Dwarven Guardian now. Now you won't be able to see him because (He exists across the fourth dimension), but (He will be standing right in front of you) you will be able to communicate with him through thoughts."
Manei changes into her base form (goes through puberty in a couple of seconds) and begin concentrating on summoning him. The dream begins to shift, I have a false awakening, or a scenery change, can't remember. Anyways, I'm in my bedroom. The wood chips I was laying in have become my bed. I lose some lucidity.
The dream scene changes again. I am now in the basement of my house, standing. Manei continues concentrating for a minute or two and then all four of our family's cats (including the dead one) show up. Our youngest cat is particularly interested in whatever she is trying to do. He meows and rubs against her leg.
"Rrrrgh! No! (Facepalms) That's not what I meant to do!"
The dream carried on for a minute as Manei became frustrated in her attempts to summon this being, and I just sort of stood there patiently waiting to see what exactly was going to happen. I began to feel like the cat, the young one was somehow a representation of the being we were trying to summon. I tried to lock onto the cats energy and he and I engaged in a staring contest. I could feel something else in there. I could see it in his eyes. I was about to tell Manei that she should change her approach when I woke up.

5:10. Let's go back.

I had a dream where I had gotten a job at a superstore, like Target or Wal-Mart. I was the Janitor and my job was to clean the interior windows on the office walls in the back. My boss (a grouchy, short, fat, black haired man) gave me a toilet brush that had been dipped in soapy water.
"Get your ass moving now!"
I walk into the back of the store and begin scrubbing the windows. I haven't been told that I have to dry them or anything, and wasn't given a towel, so I just scrub them clean. The first office is really easy, but the second office, for some reason, someone has splattered a muddy brown substance on the window. I couldn't tell if it was mud, chocolate, caramel, or *shudders* something worse.
Regardless, I'm the Janitor, and I guess they have to put up with stuff like this, so I just push past it. I start scrubbing but my brush gets contaminated with the muddy substance. I'm not really cleaning anymore, I'm just moving the dirt around. I decide I will go back to my boss and tell him that I'm going to need a bucket of soapy water.
I start walking back across the store floor to the front where my boss is; in the front. I don't get very far until I come across my mom who is shopping. She tells me that I really should put on some pants if I want to impress my boss, and I realize that I am wearing a shirt and briefs.
Lucidity hits me like a brick wall.
There was this weird part though where the scenario repeated itself semi lucid. I was in a library this time, and my boss was a female, but no less grumpy. I went through scrubbing the windows, but there was this extra part where I was trying to clean the brush off in a drinking fountain in the back of the library.
...
Regardless, I had a false awakening. As my eyes started to open, I could tell I was in my bedroom.
My lucidity was clear enough to remember that I had gone to sleep in my college dorm room. I did a nose pinch.
"Yeah! Just what I thought! A false awakening!"
Something felt odd about my bedroom, like everything was reflected to the opposite side.
I started to get out of bed and I took note of how dark everything was. I decided to turn on the lights. The dream glitched here and I was instantly over at the door, facing as If I were walking into my bedroom. I flicked on the light-switch and nothing happened. I flicked it up and down two times, and nothing happened.
"Wait... don't light switches not work in dreams...?"
The light flashed on blindingly bright for a fraction of a second. I heard a loud scream, then everything was black. I could feel myself falling for a few seconds.
...
I false awaken. After one false awakening, I was ready to catch the second one, especially if it was to be in the same place as the first. I was in my bedroom. It was dark. I looked at the floor to see that it had been extruded down about 20 feet and filled with water back to the level of the original floor. The weird part was, all the furniture was sitting in place on the surface of the water.
I recall the water being dark and murky, and seeing a large shark or predatory fish of some sort in the water. I must not have been fully lucid because I felt trapped by it. Eventually a blurry-faced dream character in a tiny yellow inflatable dingy came in, rowing with a wooden paddle. When they came up to my bed, I pushed them into the water and stole their little boat.
I rowed into the guest bedroom for some odd reason and the clarity and mood of the dream picked up significantly. I thought that I was in a surreal painting or something. The water here was very shallow, six inches at the most, and clear. There were brightly colored fish in it, and the carpet flooring had been replaced with wood.
There was a waterfall flowing from a bottomless pitcher suspended in midair, down a wooden desk, then onto a wooden chair into the floor below. For some reason, there was also a coat rack with a couple of bird cages hanging from it, with brightly colored birds in them. Some of the cages were open and a couple of exotic dream-birds were circling around the room.
There were vases of flowers everywhere and lily pads in the water.
I saw a turtle in the water. The turtle had mosses and grasses growing on his shell. I asked the turtle if he would protect me from the shark that was in the other room. He then created this little explosion of bubbles and a tiny fish appeared. It was black and brown with yellow spots. He told me that the fish would protect me.
I turned back and looked around the room. My lucidity was slipping and I had to remind myself that this was just a dream. I decided to go outside. I began walking out of my house, and the water floors were fading away now.
...
I open the door and take one look. I couldn't help myself.
Holy S**t!
The dream world was so bright and realistic. I could make out every leaf on every tree, blowing in the wind. I could see a full, white moon rising in the daytime sky. The sky still had that look that it had in the first dream though, it was a darker blue than it should have been. All of the colors seemed to pop, though.
The trees in our yard were not quite right though. They seemed to be of different species. The one that is right out the front door was replaced with this one with millions of tiny bright green leaves. And where our pine tree was was a palm tree that started with a single base and split into multiple tops. Another tree was replaced with a giant red and white mushroom.
As I looked more closely at the sky, I could see a structure in it. I couldn't really describe quite what it looked like in words, but it was made up of these circular nodes. Each one had a rune symbol on it. The rune symbols were connected by large beams with small white lights along the edges. Between those larger beams were smaller intricate spiral and radial patterns, sometimes centering around the nodes. The structure arched across the whole sky.
Although I couldn't quite tell what it was, I could tell that it was solid, probably made of stone or metal, and that it was at least a few miles up. It had a sort of technological look to it, like the surface of the death star would. But also a very mystical, design. There were a couple of clouds in places obscuring parts of the structure.
I was a bit taken aback by all this scenery. I almost lost the dream.
"Keep it together (Jade)! It's just a dream... A very very good lucid dream."
Then, just when I couldn't taken any more, we got planets. Two of them. Somehow visible past the barrier. Both of them looked earth-like, with atmospheres and oceans. One was larger and looked pretty flat, mostly land. The other was much more topographically interesting with craters and oceans.
I had to contain myself a second time. I tried to think of something I could do. I then thought of the "Lucid Barrier" and thought that perhaps that huge structure in the sky is my lucid barrier. I should fly up and destroy it!
Okay, usually in very stable, vivid dreams, flying can be a bit of a hassle. I try not to think about the fact that there is a massive structure hindering my lucid dreaming ability right above me. I start running from my front porch, toward the road. I try projecting my energy out of my hands to generate lift. I can't feel any energy flowing. I look upwards, at the house across the street and try to imagine myself being pulled toward the second floor.
I jump, and notice that I don't seem to be heading back toward the ground. I feel the energy start flowing from my hands, and my little hand rockets ignite. Classic.
"Haha! Yeah!"
All of the sudden I hear a horn. I am now in the middle of the road, and only a couple of feet off the ground. A large white van careens toward me. I get struck on the left and side of the van and spun around by the impact. But it doesn't really hurt, despite the fact that I was hit at a fairly high speed. I try not to let the spin destabilize or change the dream environment.
The van fares a little worse though, it careens off the road and hits one of the neighbor's trees. The dream character; a black man with dreads gets out.
"Hey! Watch it! I... You're flying... He's flying!" The dream character yells.
Something made me realize that the huge structure in the sky was not my lucid barrier. I decide to manifest a physical representation of it and destroy it. I turned around, and in the middle of the street was my lucid barrier.
It was made out of rings of a pink polished stone, like a target, with a white four pointed star, also made out of polished stone. There was a ring of grey polished stone that connected into a pedestal and a crescent of more white polished stone along the inside of the outer ring. It was actually a beautiful sculpture and I felt a little bit bad for having to destroy it.
I started to fly at it. For some reason, my flying was a little bit awkward and I was flying feet-first. I wanted to turn myself around, until I realized this was actually perfect. I kicked into it, knocking out the white crescent and breaking the outer ring ring of grey stone. I looked back to see my work, and a little less than half of the wall was gone.
I felt my lucidity get clearer. Then I realized the reason my lucidity was so clear, and that my mind was so awake was that I was actually waking up.

Hopefully now that I started tearing down that lucid barrier my LDs will increase.

00:00 Monday 2014-10-13 multi-epic non-lucids, long night of dreams

Set alarm for 04:45 to take galantamine and cholines

00:19 bedtime, 30 drops wormwood tincture 1 1 hour before bed

Probably too much wormwood. Took it in a shot glass filled with water and the drops and it still was unbelievably bitter, like drinking not a diluted but pure essence of bitterness, like the water had no diluting effect at all. I had to take several more drinks of water to get the taste somewhat washed down.

In bed even though I'm tired I feel a very unpleasant racing and somewhat laboring heart sensation, not at all pleasant, decide to swear off wormwood altogether. But with the awesome resulting night, I'm not so sure... maybe once a month, and certainly less than 30 drops.

Major day residue: watched a documentary on the porn industry and this dominated (haha) the dreams all night long. Think I've made a discovery here....

~ 03:30 - wake with a number of wild dreams recalled, not sure which ones were now and which ones were at 4:45 alarm

04:45 alarm
recall, take 2 x 4mg GalantaMind, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1x 300mg choline bitartrate
hard to get back to sleep, there is just NO drowsiness to sink into. Keep doing reverse counts. Vivid distracting HI (usual for G+Ch for me), but somewhere around 1-2 hours I do fall asleep, yay

(distributed somehow between 04:45 wakings)

+(f) playing Oolite, shooting enemy space ships with my military laser, zap zap zap!

+ chase the kid down the hill, at the bottom: pirate ship?
I"m overlooking a deep steep mountain valley, there is a road winding along the edge of the cliff on the left down far into the distance, I'm planning on jumping/gliding down to a far point on that path far in the distance, a group of kids is coming along with me, I jump off but one of the kids doesn't make it and lands too early on the steep cliff/hill and starts sliding down, I have to follow to save him/her, I start flying at high speed down the hill, searching for the kid trying to find him/her before he/she smashes into the bottom, other people are also sliding down the hill, I go really fast and reach the bottom and turn around and look up to try to see the kid still coming down but I never find him. I enter a room and talk to a guy about (a pirate ship?) sailing a boat that sailed earlier or never went anywhere.

+ I'm trying to park in a no-parking area (construction zone?) at a dead-end leading in to a major street. There is a string quartet setting up outside preparing to play for donations. I stand to watch, holding on to a nearby yellow chain link fence. The quartet begins to play, and the fence I'm holding on to starts to move/vibrate wildly and is very noisy. I'm very apologetic about this and am trying to stop and quiet the fence but can't, it keeps getting louder and louder. Eventually the quartet stops playing and a musician comes over and shows me that the fence is automatic and is stuck on something in the way (my car?) and I see the fence mechanism trying to move. I move something out of the way.

+ trapped with 3 friends in a contract with a sadistic genie, who grants our wishes in a way that tortures and threatens to kill us. We're trying desperately to secretly find a way to cancel or otherwise annull this contract, but the Genie keeps finding us and returns after the weekend, try to hide in the bathroom using a urinal. At one point I enter a lobby by an elevator/stairway where a movie star is modelling in the public stairwell and somebody there (her agent?) comes out of a door and I think she can help us but the genie finds out and stops it. We have the weekend off in order to figure it out but the genie is coming again on Monday. Maybe we can refuse to pay? But if we refuse to pay they'll come to collect the money and kill us anyway. The genie calls and we don't answer it, I and a friend go in to the bathroom to hide, it's a large bathroom like in a business I'm looking around for a urinal and find a small weird one and start peeing into it, my friend is peeing in another one and the genie arrives and finds us and he's mad. At one point he's female.

One one point on this weekend I am pushing a push-broom cleaning a floor in a room with one of my friends. I look at the bottom of this broom and it is flat yellow plastic, the way it moves on the floor feels strange like it is floating. There is a disperse bunch of little yellow used-eraser droppings that we're trying to clean up. My friend's using a vacuum cleaner.

+ read a piece of crumpled paper that turns into browsing a list of NSFW pictures and pull up images on the computer

+ sitting in the aisle seat on a crowded bus, hot girls standing next to me pressing into me, I'm pressing back, girl with awesome boobs wearing a transparent white t-shirt and well-seen areaolas/nipples standing in front of me walks by me and my gaze is locked to her chest as she walks by me and stands right next to me, wow.


07:20

+ a massive theme park the most awesome in the world, the creators of all legos, there was a porn attraction, I'm trying to seduce the porn robot girl of the attraction, wearing a clingy white short sexy dress walking around a large central rectangular (oblisk? aquarium?). I'm grabbing and trying to get it on with this robot and then the scene switches:

I'm sitting backwards (face towards the back/top, back towards the bottom/front) on the left aisle of a large (movie?) auditorium. There are a fair number of (guys) sitting in the auditorium. Jim from The Office is in the rear-aisle behind the top row, I see him and imagine he could see me. Dwight from The Office is in a side auditorium, much smaller to my right, I'm sitting in between them and can see into both. I have my laptop and am considering NSFW activities, but the guys sitting in the auditorium to my left keep glancing my way. I know that Jim knows me and I don't want him to see me doing this. In the 2nd theater to my right there is a guy guy apparently shaving in the front row and the screen shows him, his face is light as by a smart phone or a flashlight, the picture of his lit face and him shaving is duplicated on the large screen in that theater.

+ Porn tryouts. Driving/flying up a steep street with wife, she is not into the whole doing a porn production idea with me she is really against it, she says the girl must be a good one/pretty. Next we're we're walking in a porn studio (a big, high volume one) and head towards the back walking down a long hallway with the slimey/sleazy owner, there are filming rooms with doors that lock he wants to lead us into one on the right I refuse to go in there not knowing if they'll lock the doors and if we'll be able to get out or not we could be trapped in there. I walk back along the hallway myself , I enter a busy offices area where they are doing porn casting calls, "prospect number 10, go to (some room)" is called over a loudspeaker. There are lots of applicants and employees.

I enter a small room to observe an interview, there is one porn director guy there on the left and a girl on a couch to the right, she has red hair and is pretty but a bit ditzy, she indicates to the director by making a leading gesture with her hand (a "keep going" looping gesture) that he should simulate initiating a phone call so she can enter her prepared dialogue. She talks about her ability to do "flipping" (or she's "a flipper") several times. She acts out receiving a phone call, she's very hyper. She's "a flipper", she can "change" (her behavior) in an instant. She then crawls slowly over to the director, takes out his schlong from his pants and gives him a sexy slow BJ, he says "I really like you" and indicates his approval by pointing to his big hard (ahem), he indicates she's done well, she seems to shrink a bit in size and is not so pretty and looks really crazy, she is leaving the room and asks in a neurotic way, "Are you going to call me for a scene this week? " He says he has to finish doing his evaluations. All through this scene I'm nervously glancing at the window in the door to see if my wife is looking in.

10:30

+ (semi) chase and kill the villain,
Confronting the evil mad scientist who stole something from my best friend MR, I am sad at first but then I get mad and think "THIS IS *MY* DREAM, I'LL GET HIM!" and fly up into the air and go searching for him, and I will punish him. I will myself to fly at very high speed, and do end up moving really fast, I'm flying through a really large high ceilinged indoor space, sort of like a convention center with lots of hallways. I do a "scan" skill to try to find him, I have a vague sense of people/objects. I break through a large opaque window, I think about phasing through at first but I decide to break it. I go outside, then hide at the top of really tall doors about 20-30 feet up from the ground, I'm waiting for him to emerge from his evil laboratory. I will demolish/smash/kill him. He eventually saw me and said something complaining about his fate. I think I've got him then I'm kissing a girl and she has a long pink thing tube butterfly tongue that comes into my mouth. I want to kiss normally.

+ master class presentation on my instrument, I'm going to play for the class. There's a younger student of my instrument there, and I'm speaking with (his teacher?) who is asking me about my instrument, we're talking about the cost and so forth, I say mine cost $6000 many years ago for a near-professional level instrument from <the maker>, he says that today it costs $50,000. I think there's no way I could afford a new instrument if this one I have fails.

I'm trying to assemble my instrument but some pieces do not fit together correctly. I try again and again but the fit it not quite right, it's too loose. I then realize that there are the pieces of about 3 instruments there on the ground, and I'm trying to put together pieces from different instruments, not just mine. One of the pieces has a strangely ornamented series of high E,F,G (and H?!) keys that I know is not from mine, it turns out it from the Principal player of the San Francisco Symphony who has appeared.

Next, I can't find my reed, I look for my reed case all over the place, I think about some reeds I have which are raw and not yet ready to play, if I play on those I will not have a good, mature sound, they will sound poor.

Next I can't find my music, I'm thinking what should I play, I decide to play the Mozart as that's always a good option. I look for the music and find some folders but it's not all there, I ask if anybody can play the piano accompanyment, the Principal (?) says he can, I wonder if I should just play the Weber instead. I think about playing the slow movement of the Mozart and impressing everybody with my awesome beautiful tone.

I begin playing some scales to impress everyone, and I make several bad notes/sounds, I'm really nervous. The organizers say we're running out of time and I think I'll just play the beginning part of Weber then.

My attention is drawn to the next room. There is a hot buxom blonde girl there, apparently topless, I see her nipples from a distance, she comes closer and turns around, I see that she is bottomless beneath a very short skirt, I see her butt, it has some marks/scabs on it in a sort of rainbow-shaped arc, her behind gets more scabby the longer I look but it's still hot. I want to catch up with her.

I walk down a path and think I see the blonde off to the right. I enter a side area and there's a young brunette there, sort of a guard? There's an outdoor vendor/store across some sort of flimsy fence, there are some soft drinks there and I want to grab a root beer. It's against the rules, but there's nobody in the store so I figure to grab one while the coast is clear. I sort of bend/stretch/fly? over the boundary to reach the bin and quickly draw myself back. Oops, I grabbed a Sprite by mistake. I go back and switch it for a Root Beer. I drink a bit? I kiss her? This however has alerted more of the green-garbed guards, they're going to write up a report. The one whom I'm with I think I've bribed no to care.

I am returning back on the path and am standing at a counter to accept my punishment. I can't afford to be locked away for a long time since I would miss the rest of the master class! I'm standing next to a sort of full garbage can with goop/something (red?) fluid oozing out of it and I stuff a small piece of garbage in there.

A detective with some assistants is coming up the path talking about finding the culprit and I think I'm going to get caught.

I re-enter the master class room and I've missed it, it's all done and people are putting things away and leaving. I couldn't find my instrument, it was gone. They said not to worry, though, that they listened to a recording of my playing in a concert and I had several really nice solos and the Principal complimented me on my beautiful tone, "really singing" and he said that it sounded like my instrument had some keys that didn't work right. I am now holding my instrument in my hands and I confirm that this is so, I'm thinking about the one key that works only due to the rubber band that is there now (true IWL).

#370 - DILD - 5:53AM

I am in some church that looks a lot like the last one my father preached at in Texas. I am standing in the back leaning on the back rest of a pew while someone drones on up front. I come to awareness as I am staring off into space being introspective. I decide this is probably a dream and wonder into a back room.

I remember the costume task for the task of the month and look for my manatee outfit. There is a white toy chest behind a stack of chairs. There seems to be a bunch of stuffed animals and puppets in there. This is perfect for what I need. I reach in and pull out a grey hoodie with a plush manatee head for the hood. I decided before hand that I didn't want a complicated costume but this unexpected item is genius. I find a full length door mirror so that I would have a visual ground as I slip the costume over my head. My reflection doesn't cooperate and is making funny faces at me. It's not even doing the same movements I am. I decide this DC is annoying and move to another mirror. My reflection is still making faces but at least it's cooperating. I carefully slip the hoodie on while I keep a visual on the mirror. Once I have it one with the hood up, I turn around and imagine being in the water.

The hallway behind me quickly fills with water to the roof and I start swimming. Air bubbles swirl around me as I level out and make swimming motions. The dream fades here a bit but I focus on memories of snorkeling and quickly find myself in something similar to King's Bay. I even act the part and pretend that I have fins for elbows as I 'walk' the bottom among the vegetation. after a few seconds, my vision fades to black again but I decide that I have done the task so I let myself wake up.

I go ahead and nose plug but blow through. I set up and find myself outside next to my wife. I have the Manatee hoodie in my hands. I say to my wife, "Look, it's a Manatee hoodie! I just made it up on the fly but you would really love to have this. I wonder if it exists." My wife doesn't say anything but just smiles. I decide that I should do a web search when I wake up. This thought sends me into another FA.

I nose plug and am upset that I can't wake up. I am really worried that I will forget doing the task. I try really hard to wake up but just have some SP feelings instead. I quickly recall the costume dream and feel I have a good memory of it so I go ahead and allow myself to have some more lucid dream time. I sit up and feel slightly bored not knowing what to do next. I see my wife lying next to me and get some ideas. I'll skip the details, but I enjoy some rough anal sex with her stopping just before I reach completion not wanting to have a wet dream.

I have another FA and I nose plug. What the hell? I see my wife fully clothed looking into the mirror on the closet door. I am not at satisfied from before so I enjoy some oral sex. I feel that I am being ridiculously rough with her but decide that it's ok in a dream. I have an intensely satisfying release at the end and feel that I have now had a wet dream. Annoyed, I decide should wake up and change.

I have another FA and nose plug. I shout out, "Goddammit mother fucker!" my voice is vivid and loud. I spend a few seconds trying really hard to wake up, but I just can't. I decide to let go the worry of forgetting the dream and needing to change and decide to be thankful for such a strong LD. I open my dream eyes to look around and instead of a ceiling, I see a vivid, clear deep space view of a bright blue planet nestled next to a golden nebula. I am in awe of this sight and spend a few seconds taking it all in. I want to fly to the planet and explore so I reach my arms up to it as I lay in bed. I try to fly up to it but can't seem to move or float up. I don't want to try to stand up or do much of anything because I don't want to ruin such a beautiful sight. Fixated on the view, I relax hoping to float up but I have another FA.

This time I can hear the box fan humming and I try to move to get up. The effort jerks my physical body and I wake up for real.

10:25AM - Non Lucid - CanisLucidus At The Event

My wife and I are with CanisLucidus and his wife in a limo. CL is talking to his wife about getting tickets to some Glenn Beck event. His wife told him not to worry about it because she order early and got an awesome deal on some first class seating and there were going to meet Glenn Beck. I am a little disappointed that we didn't think of this. We had to order cheap tickets last minute.

We separate and I am with my wife in a crowded street like it's New Year's Eve in Times Square. There seems to be a million people here. I am talking to my wife about random stuff and I tell here that all it will take is just one person to turn into a zombie and then everyone will quickly be infected and wiped out. I somehow know this is really about to happen so I keep a watchful eye on the people around me. My wife seems to think I am nuts but I am ready to fight the zombie hoard.

Now I am watching CL with his wife like it's a movie. CL is narrating and I feel like I am reading one of his DJ entries. I see everything as from CL's point of view. He is next to his wife. She is in a fancy evening gown and CL is wearing a gray suit. They are high up in some balcony like in an Opera House. There is some conversation. I say to myself that I like how this is playing out like a movie with a plot. It's also skipping back and forth between characters like a movie. Seeing from CL's eyes, I look down at the jewel encrusted wine glass in his hand as he takes a sip. It looks like a moscato or some other white wine. There is some fine cursive lettering etched on the base of the glass. Now I am not looking from CL's eyes, but like I am there. I take the glass from CL and look closer. It is part of CL's DJ entry. It's hard to read and I don't remember it all but it says something about how he likes how he knows were are the DC's are in this part of the dream. This is just before 'it' all happens. He uses actual names rather than DV nicknames, but he tells where He and his wife are, where my wife and I are, as well as Dreamer and OpheliaBlue. There is something about how he's disappointed that I had to join the crowd down below but I had volunteered to help out with the event. I thought this was totally wrong and I begin to wonder what's going on. I try to read more of the small print to get some understanding but can't seem to see what the words are anymore. I am suddenly woken up by my wife getting out of bed.

#369 - DILD? - 4:38AM

I scored two LD's last night and I'm super excited because it has been awhile since I have had this kind of high level lucid. I really didn't employ any sort of technique this time other than being super motivated and highly worried that I was going to have another G fail as I enjoyed a 45min WBTB. I suppose I did a sort of MILD tech; while doing some basic body awareness, I imagined being lucid and feeling the walls with my hands. But really, I suspect my paranoia of screwing this up was what brought my awareness up while dreaming. I guess I need to worry more!

In this first one, I don't recall how I became lucid and I was probably only semi or low level lucid to start.

I am in some elven chamber with Royal High Elves like in something from The Lord Of The Rings or Elder Scrolls. I am given a strange looking mace or blunt weapon made of a bright magical metal, but that is only the covering for a short sword. I draw it out at the handle letting the blunt part fall off and hold a bright glowing sword. I know that I have been sent into the darkness to defeat an enemy. I turn and see some sort of open portal that takes up an entire wall. There is a darkened and distorted courtyard full of humanoid creatures hiding from the light. I don't really want to rush out there and be overwhelmed so I decide that I'll try to coax them out one by one. I notice some grapes growing up the interior walls and wonder why they are there. I dismiss it as one of those funny dream things and decide to enjoy it. I pluck a handful and munch on a grape or two; the taste is as expected. As I do this, a few creatures rush in past me, but I let the elves worry about that and focus my attention outside. One of the creatures has a bow and arrow and starts shooting at me. I take cover close to the wall and throw some grapes out. I tell the bowman to come out and almost call it like a dog. I sort of hope it will try to eat the grapes but it doesn't seem interested. The more I study the creature hiding under a structure, the more it looks like a Jawa. For some reason this helps and I am less afraid. Maybe I just need to know what I am facing. After a few seconds, I realize it's not going to come out so I rush out to attack in spite my previous apprehension. I forget that I have a magical sword, but I am carrying a dagger in my right hand. It is enough. I stab the Jawa in the chest and look up in time to see movement to my right. I turn the dagger and strike out sinking the blade deep into another's face. More twisted and evil looking Jawas are coming and now I remember the magical sword. I blind summon and lift the glowing blade into the air. The dark creatures shrink back as my field of vision is engulfed by a white light. The dream fades from there and I wake up.

I roll over to find my DJ, but something feels off and very dreamlike. I do a nose plug and blow cleanly through. I am a little shocked and do this a few more times. I am actually a little disappointed and worried that I will forget my dream but I get up anyway. My lucidity is now at a high level but the dream is dark. I wonder into the living room and peer into the darkness trying not to give this hang-up too much power. I decide to call out and interact with the environment, "Helloooo?" Nothing responds as I feel my way to the kid's room and open the door. I can now see a little bit and I hear the toilet flush in the bathroom. "Hello? Who's there?" I am back to coaxing creatures out of the darkness and wonder why there seems to be a connection to the previous dream. The door slowly opens and my two cats run out. I chuckle to myself and pick up Sputnik, my one-eyed, black cat. I walk to the front door talking to her in a high-pitched teasing way, "Let's go outside. Do you wanna go out? You little black asshole." I talk like this to my animals all the time in waking life.

Once outside, I immediately recall the pumpkin task for the task of the month. I must have dropped my cat or it vanished because I have no other memory of her from here. I use a strong sense of expectation as I walk around to the side of the house. Just as I thought, there is a nice looking pumpkin in the driveway resting up against the house. It looks pretty solid and I briefly wonder how I am going to cut it open. I recall OpheliaBlue's dream and remember hers was sort or soft so I decide that's how mine will be. I reach down and rip the top off; it feels really pliable and half rotten. When I take a look inside, I see many smaller pumpkins among the typical stringy pumpkin guts. No seeds; just miniature pumpkins. I feel a little disappointed that I didn't find something cooler but this is kind of neat. I get the idea to open the biggest mini pumpkin, but the inside of that one was just solid pumpkin mush. I begin squishing and playing in the mess like a kid in the mud. Not far into this, I wake up and do a nose plug to be sure.

I later recall a non lucid about going to the grocery store down the street. There had been an explosion with the propane tanks and part of the building was blown out. I was still able to go inside and do my shopping.

Non-Dream Dream

Recall is a little better this morning - hopefully I'll be lucid again soon!

Dream 1: The city is falling apart and the ground is opening up to reveal fire down below. It has a video game feeling. That is all I remember.

Dream 2: I am having a pool party and I am a goalie in a water polo game. I also steal a fence from a neighbor.

Dream 3:

My friend AG invites me to a crossfit-like gym that looks kind of like a large warehouse inside. My wife is with me and is hesitant to participate because there is a very large crowd there. I am walking past my wife, about to do my first exercise, and I notice that one of her nipples is showing. I motion to her to cover it up. A fat woman next to me also notices the nipple and starts to make fun of my wife. I start talking back to the woman, defending my wife, and I notice that the fat woman's nipple is also showing. Then the workouts begin. The first couple of exercises involve jumping over a very high fence and using a jump rope that has a heavy block in the middle of the rope.

After a couple of exercises everyone make a large circle and a beautiful, muscular young woman walks out into the middle of the circle. She is supposed to fight someone who is not there. I volunteer to fight in his place. The game / fight consists of her trying to get me down on the floor any way possible and there is a time limit. After her time is up I try to get her down on the floor. She tries everything to try and get me down on the floor. She even picks me up off of the ground but I always somehow precisely counterbalance her movements and she is unable to throw me down. It is now my turn and I do a gentle leg sweep and slowly lower her to the floor. She is extremely frustrated and angry at how easy it was for me to win. She gets up and attacks me with some kind of jump kick. I catch her legs mid-air and pull her forcefully into my waist. At this moment we are both very turned on and emotional (love). She wants me to communicate with her through my heart (literally with my heart, no speaking). I express through my heart that I have very strong feelings for her and that I very much want to be with her but I am married.

The first 4 dreams are continuations of the story but I'm pretty sure they were all separate dreams, and if they weren't, I'm counting them different anyways

I posted these before LD's that came before because all I had for these dreams was notes and it wasn't fully written out so I was afraid I'd forget. All my other LD's are written out so that's why they come after this one.

Dream 1
I am at my cousin's house, though it isn't how it is IWL. We are hanging out and its just the two of us. We are waiting for when we are going to eat breakfast in the morning. We head out to his backyard and there is no door going out back, the wall of the house just opens up into it. There are a few trees and some ponds, and I think it was a little misty. I am then driving my cousin's quad copter and I put it over a Lego city and press a button. The quad copter shoots bullets down on the city. My cousin is then standing where the city was, but the city isn't there anymore. The quad copter keeps shooting as my cousin stands under it and my cousin gets really mad. We have a really big argument. My cousin's mom comes home with his little brother.

Dream 2
I am in my house and my mom is going out to the garage to my cousin home. She asks me to do something and I for some reason become lucid. (I can't remember if I did an RC or not) There is a girl in my mom's car in the garage. She is a year older than me and goes to my school and she's pretty hot. It is not my mom's car IWL. I quickly go into 'caveman mode' and walk quickly to the car and get inside. My cousin is also in the car and I tell him to get out. He finally gets out and I lock the doors. Than, the girl proceeds to "assist me" (I won't go on to save you all from description of it.

Dream 3
I am sitting on a couch in a palace type thing, kind of like there was on the resorts in Mexico. I do a quick RC and am lucid again! I look around and notice a few people, but I quickly walk to the left into a walkway. There is a guy there in a suit and tie. He is a little bit chubby, I think. I remember that I wanted to ask a DC to train me to get more LD's so I aks him. I also ask him how I can praise God more (which was a bit random because that thought wasn't even in my mind...I just for some reason said it). He tells me to follow him and we walk down the walkway. After walking under an archway, we are in a utility closet type room, but it is fairly big. The walls are carpeted.

Dream 4
I am at a restaurant with my cousin's family and my family is also there. I just know I can't be dreaming 'cause we are finally at the restaurant eating breakfast. I decide I should do an RC just to get some practice in so I plug my nose. I can breathe through it, but I'm so conviced I'm not dreaming, I shake it off and use the excuse that I wasn't pinching hard enough. I decide to look at my fingers just to make sure and I expect to count five...but I count six. I recount thinking I had miscounted but sure enough there ware six fingers on each hand. I jumped, realizing I actually was dreaming. I get up and walk over to the bar area. Off to the left, the chubby guy from before was there. We continue the training but instead of telling me what I asked for, he tells me that two hours gives you a lot of time to do things. He also says that two hours shouldn't be wasted in a day, as that is a good chunk of time. I take this to mean that I should be doing something productive and not be wasting time in any day, and that I should cherish the time I have. I am a procrastinator and I waste quite a bit of time every day IWL. He also says that I still have a paper to do in English that's do today, and I should get any homework I have done right away. I start getting worried because I woke up early that morning to finish it, and I won't have any time to finish it because I was eating with my family.( I must've been losing lucidity because I was worried about something that was in a dream...or maybe I thought it was a school day IWl. It was still the weekend when I woke up.) The chubby guy takes me to the bar and introduces me to a friend. He pours us lemonade into a glass and I drink it. It tastes really good. The guy starts talking to me but I can't remember what he says.

Dream 5
I am a detective working on a shooting case. I think I'm supposed to be protecting a guy from getting shot. I am at my High School with someone else, who is my assistant. I am like Shawn Spencer in Psych, and I could tell where the shooter would be hiding by very small details. I line up where the bullet will go, and I think I rushed in and tackled the guy to save him. I had to walk down a long hallway where the wall was glass, so a person could easily get shot.

11.10.2014

Sniping & Ripping Someone's Head Off (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is a very disturbing dream simply because for the first time in a long time, there was something I did that would be very graphic, and maybe gore-y to some extent.

I’m bending my knees at a hiding point within a train station of some sort. The atmosphere consists mostly of a milky sepia toned overlay, along with subtle hints of brown, and dark mustard gold components as well. There’s a contrast of very cool colors like blue, green, and violet to the left of me.

But what’s really important is what’s located to the right of me. Based on my emotions, I felt as if I was having to mentally prepare myself for doing something very bold. Apparently, it was to assassinate an elderly man that’s onboard a speeding train, and I have to use a sniper rifle in order to kill him. It seems this was suitable for some reason due to how noisy the train may be, which would mask out the sound of the sniper rifle shots.

I can’t recall what kind of clothing I was wearing in particular, but I presumed it had to be very light in order for me to traverse around the area quickly and efficiently just in case I needed another reference point to shoot form. And I believe there was someone right beside me that would be my backup/partner/comrade, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them, even when being aware of my peripheral vision on the right side.

It made sense since all I could focus on was the target at hand. I wasn’t sure why I was doing this, and it felt as if I was just playing the typical video game where the character has to shoot down some grandiose villain who happens to be proficient in Black Marketing with Uranium, or some other atomically potent weapon of mass destruction.

I noticed that I seem to be at a perfect angle in order to take several shots at once with the rifle. Imagine being aware right where you’re at now, and knowing you’re bracing your back against the intersection of two walls that would be going out in a “V” formation expanding away from you. Now imagine the scenery shifting from a sepia tone overly, to one consisting of cool colors (e.g., turquoise, violet, green). This will be crucial in distinguishing what would be an implied “actual time and space” setting with the cool colored overly, and the sepia tone that would imply that time would be put to a halt while I’m able to move freely at “normal speed” compared to the space surrounding me.

I noticed what looked like your casual train going through a linear track system is coming very soon, and I seem to fluctuate between controlling time a little bit, and going through trial-and-error of how I would land my shots. As the train gets closer, maybe 50-100 feet away from my location, I prepare the rifle, and zoom into a first person perspective, and it seems I have auto-assist in the dream or something.

Because it’s automatically shifting my aim sights to the head and chest region of the elderly looking man I’m here to kill. He’s fairly tall, maybe 5’9’’ - 5’11’’. He’s wearing a milky violet-blue dress shirt with some kind of dark blue-ish violet upside down triangle material in the interaction of the V formation his attire is exhibiting. He’s wearing a milky blue suit on top of that dress shirt that is covered up by the buttoned-up suit, and is wearing pants of similar color to the suit.

He seems to be at least within his late 40s, early 50s, but his body composition was deceiving as it implied that he could be very flexible and agile, and yet still have a powerful existence at the same time. He’s just casually standing around inside of the train. Within the train, the lighting consists of watery-lime green overlays, and somehow the attire the old man is wearing makes it easier to track him down.

Not questioning the weird logic behind this, I prepare to take a shot, and as I’m shifting my awareness to first person perspective, time is slowing down for me. I seem to be fluctuating in visuals of sepia tone, and the cooler color tone I mentioned recently for this dream. Everything seems to be connecting, and I have my sights dead-on at this guy’s head, and if not, neck and upper chest region.

I make no hesitation, and made my first shot that creates a very linear white smoking stream that’s akin to what you may see in a Halo game.

Just as I was expecting him to fall flat on the ground, it seems that I either missed, or he has an existence that seem impregnable to whatever damage is done to him, or he has a bullet proof vest that can withstand the impact of a sniper bullet coming straight at him at a high velocity.

I almost panicked a little bit simply because he would now be aware of his surroundings, and try to find the location of where the shot came from. Fortunately, he was in his own state of shock, twisting his upper region along with his head, arms and fingers, left and right as he’s anatomically allowed to move to.

And because the train is slowly moving into my limit of making a sniper shot, I somehow made time go even slower, and shifted myself quickly to another reference point to shoot from, and this time, I was able to fire 3-4 shots into the chest area of the man. But even with this ability to slow time down, and also how the gravity works as well when I’m moving, nothing is working.

For some reason, I decided to do something very unorthodox, and I can’t remember how I did it exactly. Somehow, I threw away the sniper rifle altogether since its weight would probably drag me down tremendously. Then I made a very quick dash to the left side of the train, and found some way to get inside the train.

From this point on, it seems I had better control of coordinating my dream body movements compared to the previous aiming that felt like I was just a spectator gently guiding the aiming for the dream body I’m looking from a third person behind the back perspective. Taking advantage of the time manipulation, I somehow get the old man to be pushed out of the train through the windows, or something to that effect.

I immediately jump off just seconds after he’s thrown onto the left side of the train tracks. The environment turns back to a sepia tone overly once more, and I guide my hands towards the back of the man’s face.

And then used as much centripetal force, along with making a downward curve that would end in me having my left knee bent in a tilted L-shape, and my right kneed on the ground, to decapitate the guy’s head off.


The moment this happened, the scene shifts to people looking through the window, and a few taking their upper region and heads out of the window in surprise of what was going on. One dream character I seemed to have recalled decently had a weird M-shaped mustache that was very curly and long. He looked more like a pirate rather than a person with a casual shirt and pants attire. The main colors of his outfit consisted of red with gold trimming, along with a white dress shirt underneath the red suit.

I’m surprised as well on what I did to this guy just now, and this reaction seems to prompt me to shift my awareness elsewhere.

Once again, I had a couple dreams. However, for the second one, this time I know that I was lucid. I will post these 2 dreams here.

1. I don't really remember much about this one. All I remember was that video game characters were involved. But still, might as well put this down.

2. After the last dream, again, youtube came up. And again, there were screamers involved. Not just one this time, but there were multiple involved. After the video was over, the replay button was clicked and I was like "NO! NO! NO! I'M DREAMING!" Then I saw a hallway type thing. It was very weird. The first thing I did was rub my hands together. However, I couldn't maintain lucidity, and I woke up.