memorable

I'm in my living room with a group of friends. One of them finds an old mirror and looks at it. They let out a yell, obviously seeing something terrifying in the mirror. She asks me if I want to see the scariest thing in the universe... Curiously cautious, I gesture for her to pass me the mirror and look at it.

Images of dinosaurs flashed before me for a few moments. Then the moment came: I've never been soo terrified and frightened before in my life! Without choice, I immediately let out a scream and threw the mirror. Then I realized it was just an image of my face. It was in a different expression than I had, but still definitely just my very own face.

Once I realized it was me, I started to laugh uncontrollably. How did I scare myself so much?

I laughed so hard I woke up, and continued to laugh in bed for a while before actually getting up.

July 04, 2014

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Animal Crossing

I was playing my Animal Crossing: New Leaf game, except I was in the game. I kept changing my clothes because I couldn't figure out what to wear that day.




Penises and FUCK THIS SHIT

I was at a fancy party with Zukin. It was on the roof of a really tall building, and we were all dressed up super sexy and elegant and whatnot. We were walking around, and I looked around, watching the faces... I had a target at this party.

I was secretly an agent. I was an assassin, to be precise. My target was a man at this party, and Zukin didn't know I was a spy... I saw the man I was to kill, and mentioned to Zukin that I wanted to go eat some pineapples. She looked at me, followed my eyes, and nodded eagerly. We went to the buffet and grabbed a plate of pineapples, and then walked over to my target.

"Care for some pineapples?" I asked him.

He nodded, and took a piece from the plate. We all walked around for about half an hour, chatting. We all became such good pals that he invited us to go someplace with him after the party. We agreed. I was thinking how easy this would be.

We walked past a giant fountain, and I slipped a bit, falling into his arms. He made sure I was alright and stood me back up, pulling some hair from in front of my face, tucking it back behind my ear. I smiled up at him, and we all kept walking.

We decided to pause for a bit, and I sat with Zukin in a little window-seat type thing. Even though we were on the roof, there was a wall on one edge, along which we sat. Then all hell broke loose; There was a siren of sorts, and an announcement that we all had to leave, because the party was over. Zukin and I stood up and got swept away by the crowd; I could see my target behind us, keeping his eyes on us so as not to loose us.

We filed down the stairs and into a wide, tall hallway. We ducked into a little cut-out where the girl's bathroom door was. Zukin said she had to pee, and so I waited outside while she was inside the one-person restroom. I also kept my eyes open for my target, hoping to catch him as he left and remind him of his offer to us.

Then, I got a call: it was my boss. They told me my target had changed. The man we'd been schmoozing all night was no longer a threat... the new target: Zukin. On the inside, I was screaming "FUCK YOU BASTARDS." But I said, "understood."

I knocked on the door. "Is it safe to come in, Zukin?"
"Yeah, just washing my hands now."
I opened the door and slid in without making much sound.
"Zukin."
"Yeah?" She was drying her hands.

I told her I was a spy, and that my new target was her. She stared at me.
"So this is what we're gonna do," I said.
After I explained the plan to her, she was so psyched.

We got in some kind of badass flying machine, headed for the Headquarters of my spy organization. I pulled a pistol out of a strap at my thigh, and handed it to Zukin. We busted through the doors of HQ, holding out the guns and shouting.

Then my watch beeped. In the middle of busting up HQ, I did a reality check, realized I was dreaming, and also how absurd it all was.

I decided that, since I was dreaming, and I already had this big-ass gun, I would continue to wreck shit up with Zukin. I let off a few rounds into the air, shouting and running around. Zukin was bashing someone's head into a table.

I wondered if this counted toward the bonus task for the month, but didn't dwell on it for very long, since I was busy spray-painting the walls with penises and things like "FUCK THIS SHIT" and your mother jokes.

I was in the gym with my cousin and friend, everyone was bringing chairs in so we did. we walked around to find a seat to sit and so we went across to this room where there was goalie nets and all that, there was someone there and told us to get out, so we were getting out and it endedededededed, it was random

I am listening to one of my favorite bands through earphones, and take the earphones off to do something else, but the music remains at the same volume. I check, and I am still wearing the earphones. I take them off again, being extra sure that I removed them. Holding them in my hand, looking right at them, the music is still at the same volume. I also feel them in my ears at the same time. I drop the pair I'm holding and feel another pair in my ears again.

My room mate comes up to me to tell me something, but I can't hear her over the music. I take the earphones out, but the music is still just as loud and I can't hear her over it. I focus really intently on reading her lips, but only get part of what she's saying this way. I take the earphones out several times as she is speaking, but the music never gets quieter.

Maybe I'm dreaming? I pinch my nose and cannot breathe. I look at my frame of reference, notice my nose is slightly visible as usual, as well as my face around my eyes. I try to put my finger through my hand, it won't go through. I look at my hands, I have the normal number of fingers: 4 and a thumb on each hand. "I guess I'm just going crazy then" I conclude, still unable to stop the music. I wonder if I am just unable to remove the headphones and am hallucinating my attempts to get them off, or if I am just hearing the music in my head without headphones....

In either case, the music is awesome, so I don't really mind it at all. I sing along for a bit, realizing I don't know the words, I let the song continue. I figured I would know the words if it's in my head, but I don't. I keep taking the earphones out, only to hear the music just the same, and to immediately find the earphones are still in my ears.

A large dog is sleeping nearby. Now it is a horse, the size of a huge dog. It has wedged itself comfortably behind some furniture and wants to get out. I move the furniture a little, and it squeezes through, now in dog aspect again. Turning around, it squeezes back into the furniture, between the frame of a table with no top. It is a large fluffy dog at this point, it lays down, completely comfortable and relaxed. I feel relaxed just looking at it curl up over there.

I wake up and realize I fell asleep with my headphones on, playing the exact same music. Complete continuity from the dream music to the music I'm hearing now.

Maybe I woke up briefly for the RCs, and due to the continuity of music, didn't know I was awake? A crucial element was missing from my RCs however: Truly believing this might in fact be a dream. Instead of this, I was merely wanting it to be a dream.

WILD
So, I awoke at 4:00 AM, I didn't move for a bit and found SP kicking in quickly, I entered the dream and found myself at my home lying in my bed, I opened my door and expected there to be a desert, I stepped into the desert and felt the sand between my toes and the heat from the sun. I quickly remembered that I wanted to try out this persona thing I've been thinking about, I wanted to take on the from of Vulture, the 17 year old bountyhunter girl. I morphed and felt my body change, my legs becoming more slender and the hair on them dissapearing, my hips becoming wider and my 'man thing' changing into a 'woman thing' (felt wierd actually) my stomach changing and my waist becoming a bit more slender. my breasts forming and my shoulders becoming more womanlike. I liked this body, it felt very graceful, now my face began to change, becoming more womanly and my hair growing and turning to black. I also already had my 'goku clothes' on. I became accustomed to my new look and tried to control the sand, I lifted my hand and the sand moved, I played around with that power a bit, then I thought about how I actually look, you know, to other DCs, I began to spin and teleported to a very crowded street, I went into the nearest starbucks and ordered my favourite vanilla latte. I sat down and looked around, I saw a woman and I wanted to talk with her, I got up, went to the woman and she said "hey", I smiled and answered "Hey, so this may be a wierd question, but how do I look?" (my voice sounded very womanly, something I hadn't thought of.) She just responded "You look like a cute girl, however I would not wear that outfit, every man is going to stare at you" I laughed and said "thanks, however I'm not into me, ok, I'll go now, bye" I went outside and thought about turning super saiyan, I ran to the middle of the street and began to shout like Goku does in the anime DBZ, I suddenly felt a surge of energy as I got a golden, blazing aura, my hair, though still long, it turned gold and became spiky, i just played around a bit and then I woke up.


I didn't want to do a DEILD, as I had to wake up early anyway.

Date: 03 July

Pre bed: 300 mg valerian

Wbtb: 1/2 latte (other, around 40 mg caffeine)

In this ld series, counted at least 3 DEILDs, memory not at best, many locations

I get lots of HI, some are very clear and I am able to hold a few for a while but not enter them, also some fake hand movements etc.

Mini dream: On a balcony, they are constructing a bridge over it, I have some awareness that this is a dream but soon wake up.

Mini-ld: We are in the middle of having a dinner and I find myself chewing on tasty lettuce. Bf tells me about people having these phantom limb sensations, I reply that this is because they were dreaming, it's the dream body moving. I move my dream hands to check if they fit comparing them to previous HI attempts. All in.

I'm sitting next to bf and see this glow around his head. Could this be real bf? No, I don't think it's him. I say something to him I can't recall and watch for the reaction. The scene devolves into a mildly creepy one where my voice turns into a dry ghostly whispering independent of my command. I also feel some part of my real body (like back or hands supposedly) as I'm about to consciously exist any moment. There are other disturbing noises and I'm so not in the mood to deal with this and wake up.

I take a mini toilet break then back to bed.

LD pack: My recall is bad on this one, I think I deilded at the end. Once again I find myself with bf in a dark room and this time it develops into a full blown Xanous like scenario, bf is quick to disappear and this eerie invisible entity comes instead.

This whole thing is probably just my imagination but I feel I can't control the entity. What it does is lift me upside down at the level of the ceiling and keeps me spinning and spinning in the air. Continuous spacial rotation is not pleasant and you get dizzy just like irl (without expecting it). I'm hoping that this would stop but it doesn't so I decide to attack the thing. I do my best trying to take it apart, it looks like some movie type of dark creature. Since nothing helps, I let go and leave it spin me around to see what happens.

Memory gap so not sure what happened next.

I appear in a dark modern apartment. Do I know this place, have I been here before? The arrangement is somewhat similar to a few old non-lds but not exactly. I'm a bit suspicious that the dark entity drove me here and the confrontation will continue. Just remain calm and continue exploring around, and there is indeed nothing out of the ordinary. I remember the basic task of the month. In what looks like the kitchen are two DCs male and female involved in some sort of activity/experiment and photographing barbie legs or whatever.

I tell them to help me undress and they do. I think they managed to get all clothes but there was a reappearing underwear top thing that I had to take off. Memory gap.

Most likely this is where I went for another deild.

Fragment. I can't recall in which room I appeared but now am at our old place, pass through my room, talk to mom, tell her to open the door to the balcony. She tells me the door is open, I think just like in the dreams of (Sensei?) the doors are always open. I go on the balcony.

The scene is extremely beautiful and vivid though a bit unstable. It's a magical late afternoon and and there are hues of orange in the sky and some buildings etc. I make a mental note about that and cautiously proceed to examine it in a bit more detail before rushing off for totm. I take the time to examine the colorful flowers on the balcony and the surroundings, can feel the wind gently blowing. Ok, enough as I start worrying that I don't have that much time in the dream after all.

The idea is to get down and continue with the naked task with some random DC audience on the street. Time to make that jump again. I feel a bit bolder this time, go to the side where I often decent in my non-lds and take a look at the street, yard etc. The amount of detail is simply amazing - it's as if every piece of the memory falls into place. How am I able to reproduce all that, I have absolutely no idea. The thing that strikes me the most is the grass. There are a few longer types of grass next to the fence with long grass florets that casually and continuously sway with the wind. The scene is perfect.

I am preparing to jump down or get down using any means. I think at this point I might have lost the dream though. There were some DCs on the street I wanted to interact with. Memory gap.

The next scene I recall is a place similar to my school and I head for the window again. Think there was more between those scenes. Feeling bold again at this point, I don't care if I will be able to open the window or get through - the frames change so it is hard to get out but I am determined to get out. In the end it changes so I am able to open it and look down. It's high again. This is so tiresome. I worry that if I jump and fall too drastically this may destabilize the dream and make it go away altogether. What to do?

I decide to slide down the building or do the usual non-ld climbing down so scan the building for any frames, rails and similar items to hold on to. There aren't many of these on this building though, but I give it a try nevertheless. I start to slide down and immediately use the sticky fingers technique where my hands adhere to the surface. To my surpise it works really well and immediately slows down the sliding to almost a halt. This is great, so I will use this now to slowly slide down, but before I move too much, the building gets much shorter and it's as if I just teleported to the ground. Unfortunately, at this point the dream thins out and I'm back in bed

I hold still for a deild again while a bit worried about recall and whether I will be able to go back to the same scene.

DEILD:Back in the same scene! Ok, I decide to help stability a bit, there is a jar full of colorful sand and stones on a table near the building so I take it and pour some of the stones on my feet. They are gentle enough not to hurt but provide nice tactile sensations to hold on to. I also recall that other ld where I drank a glass of cold water and felt so much better. There is a glass and a bottle/bottles of cold water and I pour some on my head and (did I drink any?) and body and on my head again. The water is cold and absolutely refreshing. I think I will recommend this technique on DV.

I continue down the street and spot three possible locations to go to. It's nice and sunny with a feel for some exotic dream city. I stare at the three spots trying to feel which one is most inviting. In one of the places is an Asian guy dressed with cool clothes and a motor helmet. Looks like they are having fun there and I head in that direction but the guy is no longer there. Nearby is a huge head statue made of sandstone, it looks ancient and a booth where this lady is handing out free tickets for some event. I briefly wonder about this place. Then recall the basic totm, queue for a short while, grab the entry tickets undress fully and follow the crowd to whatever place they are going. People stare at me as I explain this is for the totm.

The place turns into some sort of a train/disco. I go further down the carriages of this crowded place. My best friend from school is now tagging along and I become really happy because she is the best companion to have in dreams. I feel a bit conscientious about my previous behavior and once again repeat that this was for the totm. "We just did the totm", I say. Let me see if this is correct. I try to remember what the tasks were, reaching for my memory while being cautious not to concentrate too much like that one time. Yes, that was one of the tasks. I also recall I wanted to look for Sensei. My idea was to teleport to him, but don't want to push my luck too far with that.

There are lots of DCs walking around and I scan them trying to see if Sensei might be among them. Nope. Ok, any of you guys good with teleportation? No reply. Ok, I guess I'll summon him then. *Thinking* There is a tall DC just round the corner. There!

A tall guy walks from round the corner and I begin to question him "Are you BrandonBoss?" He: "Huh? Brandonboss - you?" Points at me. Then points at himself. Me? No. He's got blue eyes and dark blonde hair. I decide to probe him again. He denies being BB and says something else I can't recall. Oh well. I leave him and continue down the carriages which is now more like I'm exiting a disco or bar.

There's a stand where they sell cigars and some of them are actually candy. I spot a really nice package of dream lollipops (under transformation) and feeling mischievous grab them. Yes, it's a dream so I can take this. Oh, wait, the other totm! I wonder if this counts, the lollipops turn into other appealing types of candy and chocolate before I start stuffing them in my mouth. They taste really good like a really pleasant chocolate and other fantastic sweets. I can't believe it but this time I chew all of them.

I'm wondering what else to do here when the dream comes to an end.

Part of the dream I had this morning:

I am at the barn with my dad and my friend D. I walk outside with my dad, as if to leave. We get in his truck, and he starts to back out of the parking spot. He backs the truck up so that it's facing the opposite direction we need to go. I don't pay any attention to him, assuming he's just going to circle around the end of the parking lot. We drive past another car, and we see the driver fall out of the car onto the pavement.

The man is thrashing strangely, his face blank. I get a bad feeling about it, and look around at my dad, expectant. He says something about getting out of there fast, and then he swings the truck around to face the curb of the parking lot. Before us is the steep hill that leads down and away from the barn, to a two-lane road at the bottom, and a forest beyond the road.

"Don't tell anyone," my dad says, and then he drives over the curb and down the steep hill. We reach the road, and the truck is bouncing and jerking around.

"I've had enough roller coaster dreams!" I say, but I am grinning, and my dad laughs. (I evidently realized I was dreaming, but it lasted for about 5 seconds, and I was maybe a 2 on the lucidity scale.)

We continue driving along the road, but it's no longer the road I thought it was. It takes on a very roller coaster-esque look; there is nothing but blackness surrounding the road, and the road itself looks worn and broken in places. I watch it flash by under us, fascinated. (I must've retained at least some lucidity, because I was under the vague impression that nothing could go wrong.)

7/3/14

Last night bed 1:30am, same as night before. Got up at 6:40am.

WBTB 6:40 - 8am. Got up from WILD nap at 10am.

I knew nap is going to be a good one. Got relaxed in matter of minutes. Cats were asleep and I was at the gates of a LD. Then my cat jumped on me and layed on me for a few minutes. I didn't let that bother me one bit. I was incredibly excited and played out scenarios I would like to dream about. So many cool ones.

Not sure how I got lucid, if WILD or DILD.

LD:
I'm in a place with some people. I look down and I'm in underwear and a bra. I quickly pull off the undies, while saying sorry to those around and telling them that I'm on a mission.

Next I'm in a long hallway. It's rather narrow, like maybe on a ship. But we are not on a ship. Doors made out of shiny lighter colored wood are lining the hall on both sides.

I decide to go door by door and find someone, so I can undress. First door has a female in. I realize this is doctors offices and doors have patients behind them waiting for the doctor. I quickly close the door.

Next door has 2 skinny people with body piercings. I can't tell if male or female. I'm hoping at least one is male. Not sure why I'm thinking I should undress only in front of males.

Another door has a person with blond hair, sitting in a chair facing away from me. I say hi in hope it will turn around and I can see if male or female.

Next door has a freaky huge machine in it, which I recognize as Iron lungs. I quickly close the door.

Next is an x-ray room, or some lab, with lots of females in white coat. I don't find this room suitable either.

Finally, there is a lonely male leaning against a door. I ask him to help me take my bra off. He is doing it with one hand and I praise him for being a pro. Dream cutts off here.

Dream ended and restarted many times. I remember lots of transitions.
1. Just a regular restart
2. I'm rolling out, fall on my knees and I'm thinking I'm actually awake. But have 8 fingers on one hand.
3. Pushing head backwards to get the falling feeling
When I stop pushing, I come back to the bed, so I make it a swinging sensation. Push down, come back up and higher. Untill I was standing on the bed and just stepped off. This one I did at least 2-3 times.


Next dream - I don't think I'm lucid here, because the whole time I'm desperately trying to WILD.

I'm in a large, L-shaped room. She is in the other part of the room in a bed with white sheets. I think a medic is treating her, because at one point she says with pain in her voice "damn, that stings". But that's the only complaint I hear from her.

When that person leaves, I come closer and ask if I can help. Make some food or anything else. But she declines every offer I make. Nothing new, I expected that. Makes me feel sad though, that she won't accept help even from me.

So I sit on a chair next to the bed and trying to figure out how to at least hold her hand without her rejecting it or making it look like some mushy move. All I really want is to transfer some healing energy to her and make her more comfortable.

She says something about her kidneys giving her hell.

She gets up and tries to do some chores. I trail her while desperately trying to WILD so I can treat her aura in a lucid. I'm pushing my head back while walking. I feel like I'm WILDing a few times, but those are all fake, not real lucids.

Now I see through the window that we are in LA. For a second I'm happy that she lives here but then i remember that she is only visiting. I have a few suveniers from my visits in LA and I'm rummiging through them picking out the one I want to give her. But I know she wont like them, so I stop doing that.

An old man

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet a really nice old man. I find out he is being chased by soldiers. He tells me they killed his wife in the garage. Since that he is even more scared. I decide to help him with his stuff. One day I find that even his neighbours are evil when I have to run back into the house a hail of bullets. I grab some baskets on my way inside. They are filled with handgrenades und explosive stuff. There is a hole pile of grenades but its too much to grab. I cant find the old man. I panic and go to his room upstairs. The drawn curtains are blue and cast blue light onto the bed where I can spot the mens outline under the blankets. I touch the blankets to see if he is okay. But the moment I touch them the blankets collapse.

I haven't been on this site in quite some time, and to be honest, never quite planned on coming back. However, after the past two nights of weird dreams, I wanted to write at least one down and share them with people. So, without further ado:

July 2, 2014

I woke up inside of my grandmother's old house. Everything was dilapidated from top to bottom. The wood was wet and rotting, the rug that use to be there had vanished, and even some parts of the house had collapsed after further inspection. Deciding that the house was truly a mess and hadn't been lived in for years upon years, I strolled outside from the doorway. It look horrendous. A redish haze filled the air while little bits of dust were falling from the sky. The grass was seared in some places, dying in the next, and even sometimes nonexistent. I could feel eeriness and tenseness in the air while I walk to my grandmother's backyard. Upon arrival, I noticed a shed. Not taking noticed that my grandmother doesn't actually have a shed in her backyard, I opened the doors and walked down the shed's hallway for a bit. Wooden poles were erected on either side of me to hold the roof up. It sorta looked like a mini-barn on the inside. After my little stroll down the hallway, I opened up two big wooden doors at the end of the shed. I walked into the room that it uncovered and closed the door behind me. The room was pitch black. I couldn't see anything at all. Then, from my left I heard a little girl say "Hello,". I was startled and jumped since I thought I was all alone. "H-Hello?" I stuttered, a bit confused. The little girl laughed and then turned on a lamp she had. (I don't ever remember actually seeing the girl, but I do remember seeing a shadow of her from the back. I only remember knowing where she was, which is sorta weird. She also was always on the bed, save for later on.) The room acted as though the lamp wasn't even turned on, almost refusing to light up until we had three lamps on. The room was oddly big for the size of the shed. It was spacious enough to have one small bed on the far left side of the room that hugged the western wall (this bed happened to be the and a bed on the far right side of the room that hugged the northern wall at the top right corner of the room. Each bed had a table with a lamp on it. The bed to the west's table was at the head of it while the bed at the top right corner's table was right next to the bed. Completely forgetting about the little girl's existence, I sat down in the middle of the floor right next to a random lamp there. I guess I decided to stay considering I knew nothing about the new world I was in and there was someone there who did. Suddenly, I saw a bright light flash through the window that was above the little girl's bed (this window only appeared this time only) and I heard tires screeching to a halt outside of the shed. "Get into this corner and stay quiet!" she informed me while rushing herself and I into the bottom left corner of the room. I heard the sound of people landing onto the ground with a thud. I assumed they were hopping off of the vehicle outside. I heard the shed doors fling open and saw flashlights shining from the little slit under the door. Their boots were noisy running up and down the hallway, but it let us know where they were. I heard one of them approach the door into our room. I felt extreme fear and helplessness in my stomach as the door was slung open. The person flashed his light into the room, but haphazardly. Thankfully because of his carelessness, we were unseen.

Dream Skip

(I don't quite know how we got another person from, but we did. He was tall with greasy black hair and a fairly large nose. I didn't truly like him, and neither did the girl it seamed)

It was late that night and the new guy and I were around the lamp in the middle of the room talking about nonsense. "So, where are you from? How old are you?" he asked. I thought for a second and then realized, that I don't know wither of those answers. "I...I don't know." I responded truthfully, getting more scared by the second. He looked confused and a bit empathetic as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an ID. I don't remember much about it but I do remember that it said the year was 47XX ( I don't remember the full year, but it was something along those lines). "Wha-That's impossible! There's no way it's they year! I was born in 2909, that's nearly two thousand years later!" I said, increasing my volume ever word along the way. I was practically yelling when I was done. "What is going on?! Who am I?!" I questioned him with sadness trailing my voice. I was nearly on the verge of crying. The guy said nothing and put his ID away. We sat there for a bit longer while I collected my thoughts and calmed down. Eventually, we decided to go to bed. The girl sprawled out on her bed, and I got on the only other one available. The guy laid on the floor with no protest at all. We were all nearly on the verge of going to sleep whenever the doors rushed open. I heard people step into the room, and a lamp was flicked on. (I don't remember seeing these people, but I do remember knowing there were 3 of them) Even though a lamp was on, I still couldn't see anything, but it seemed as though everyone else could. "Get up now!" Said a girl in a thick Russian accent. Her tone made me think she could care less what happened to us. Everyone stood up immediately but me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I can't see! My eyes aren't very good!" I said in an equally as thick Russian accent for some reason. I hoped she didn't think I was mocking her when I said that, but there was nothing I could do at the time. She scoffed and walked away with her two friends. I don't remember how we ended up outside, but we did. The sun was barely over the horizon and the red haze was nearly gone. The world almost looked normal. I walked to the front yard after some time of taking in the world, and I saw a tiny black puppy running around. I smiled at his happiness. I watch the dog play for a couple more seconds and then I turned my head right. There was a baby blue car sitting there. Out stepped a different guy. He had short, black hair with a goatee. He was somewhat short but no one said anything about it. He looked at me with longing, as though I was a long lost friend of some kind. He looked like he wanted to help me. I knew we were going somewhere, so I got into the car. I could feel that the girl was beside me even though I couldn't see her, which made me a bit more eased. Soon, we were off.

Dream Skip

We were driving fairly quickly down a empty road in a huge city. Every single building I saw looked like it touched the sky. I was in awe at the sheer size of everything in this city. Then it hit me. I'm two thousand years away from home. Everyone who I loved is dead. My friends, dad, sister, everyone. I instantly burst into tears. "What the hell is going on?! Who the fuck am I?!" I asked between sobs. The guy with the goatee sighed but said nothing. After a couple more seconds, I stopped crying. The car ride went a bit in silence before the goatee guy said "I've to get you there quickly. You may be infected,". I was confused with what he was saying. "We're not infected," I reassured him, but he didn't look convinced.

Dream Skip

We were now in one of the huge buildings. It had anything and everything you would need to live. Apartments, groceries, entertainment, everything. We were hurried along by the people behind us. We all got onto a floating platform and before I knew it, we were moving. Right next to the route of the platform were people yelling "15 tickets! 20 tickets! 10 tickets" and holding out a handful of white tickets. I saw people reaching out and grab some, so I did to. I managed to get some from a vendor yelling "20 tickets! 20 tickets here!". I didn't know why we needed these tickets, but I didn't spend too much time thinking about it. "30 tickets...30 tickets..." I heard in a quiet voice. I should not have been able to hear it over the crowd of ticket vendors, but I did. It was the guy with the goatee. He stepped out from the crown and looked me strait in the eyes. He shook the tickets in his hand once again. "30 tickets...". He looked like he wanted me to come and get them, and as though he wished to help me again. However, I was a bit creeped out by him, so I ignored his 30 tickets.

And that is when I woke up. Writing this, I realized I didn't get the names of ANYONE that I met, which is strange. I hope my writing wasn't too horrid since I've wrote this 3 times or so and since I've not wrote in 2 years.

So yeah, remember I said that my record of most dreams in one night was 6? Well, from now on that number will be 8! And to make it all even better, we had another LD, an FA but I was smart enough to notice it.
One thing I must say is that the evening before, I decided to make and drink 0,5l of orange juice and this morning I also tried SSILD which probably caused the LD.

1. The prison

I'm in an armored buss being transported to a jail somewhere in the countryside, we stop and leave the buss however there isn't much security and suddenly I'm holding a bike next to me. It doesn't feel like I'm going to jail, more like going to school, a friend of me is further up ahead on his bike. I shout him to turn around cause that's the female-prison, in the distance I saw a camp with some women walking around in white clothing. Just next to that camp was the male-prison, I saw some men walking around in the same white clothing and walked to the back. I stopped next to a building to put my bike somewhere, infront of the door I planned first but then I thought it could close at night and I wouldn't be able to reach my bike. (The building had some weird overhanging with a fence that could be lowered or something.) Inside that building I knew would be the introduction to the prison and administration.

2. The escape plan

I'm entering a garage/barn type of building, in it there are several cars parked in the middle of the room and one car in the upper right corner. It does feel like a prison still, I think we're doing some trip for the day. It's either early in the morning or evening cause it's quiet dark and I feel quiet tired. The plan was that some inmates (including me) that wanted to escape would get in the car in the upper right corner and at that moment the roof would somehow collaps on the other cars, killing the guards and giving us a chance to escape. However nothing happened and we drove away in a convoy.

3. Bio-beer

I'm at some expo where they are presenting a fully self-sustaining machine that makes beer, starting from growing the plants and then distilling it... The room was very large, I think they used an old warehouse although the lamps were quiet modern. Between the large machine (Almost the size of the room itself) ran small hallways, visitors walked around looking at the contraption. Then there was a part where you could recieve a cup of beer and taste it, I took one but didn't seem to have a sense of taste, then I saw my sister walking to me.

4. The session

I'm watching some film through the eyes of a prisoner, he's sitting in the cantine/session room or something and infront of him sits a guard in riot gear. There are more prisoners in the room with each a riot guard infront of them. The exercise is that the prisoners have to gently beat the riot guards but control themself to not keep punching when they're told to stop or something. The prisoner first tries to just talk with the guard but he responds with gestures that the prisoner must beat him on his chest. Then the prisoner starts beating him, way too hard and way too long. After some time blood starts coming from the guard and another guard has to stop the prisoner. In the end I think the guard survived it though.

5. Boat fail

I'm with my sister somewhere near a lake, we both wear winter-jackets and it's really cold. There isn't any snow but it's a tundra climat with vast planes and mountains in the distance, the lake is about a kilometer wide I guess. We have a rubber boat and decide to try and cross the lake, she sits up front and I in the back. After 5 meters the boat sinks and we quickly swim back. We were quiet amused by our fail and were able to laugh about it.

Now I wake up, note down the dreams I already had and do SSILD for the next 15 minutes after which I fall asleep in about 20 minutes I think.

6. I-don't-know-what-is-happening-dream

I wake up in my bed and there's a small tail (the size of a hair) on my desk in a certain position, then someone I know from school walks in a we talk about the tail and some other stuff. Then I exit my room and suddenly fly around some weird city, then I see an old house in the city that suddenly gets split in half, a deep hole appears in the middle, I see two people in the right half of the house on the upper floor. Then I enter the toilet of my house which has some one-way window in the door, I can look outside but people from outside can't look inside. Then I see my cat somewhere and his tail is in the same position as the tail I saw on my desk.

7. The friendly werewolf* (SSILD)

I wake up in my bed and hear my mother swearing cause the cat has peed next to the litter box or something, it's all really blurry and I'm disoriented. I say to myself "You know, this is all really weird, why not do an RC?", as I do the nose-plug I notice I can breath normally. I don't panic but instead relax and lay back in bed, I nearly decided to just go back to sleep cause I still felt tired but then something in my head told me "Dude! This is a dream, you've waited for this, DON'T WASTE IT NOW!". I sat up again and noticed that the dream was still unstable, I catched glimpses of me looking around in my IRL bed and knew that I could wake up any moment. I felt the texture of the bed and concentrated on the dream till it was stable enough to support itself. When I got out of the bed I didn't feel the need to go too extreme, instead I thought about what I could actually do now. I decided to try out a transformation cause I've never done that before, and being as original as I am I choose to become a werewolf! It was morning in the dream and the sun was shining through my bedroom windows but I didn't care! I focused on my right hand, I couldn't see it but I did feel it, I expected it to turn into a claw of a wolf. After some seconds I felt the bones in the hands rapidly growing as if it grew the nails, almost wolverine-style. After some time the transformation stopped and I was able to examine my hand/paw. It looked quiet good for a first try, it had white fur with a bit of yellow which I didn't expect, oh well. Although transforming my hand was cool it wasn't a full transformation, so I thought about my arms transforming now. I felt the fur Climbing up my arms and when it reached my chest I sort of levitated of the ground, shortly after the dream ends.

8. Sniper in training

I talk with G-man or someone and I'm a sniper in training, I get a rifle with a scope on it that looks very box-shaped. My first task is to shoot green pacman-ghosts on a pacman game, I look straight down on the game like you do in a normal pacman game. I have no problems aiming the square scope on the green ghosts and I shoot all of them. Then my next task was to shoot decomposing whales that stranded on the beach, they were still alive and panicking and I saw their skin bubbling from all the gas in their body. I walk along a road next to the beach and look for them, some whales aren't decomposing and thus don't have to be shot. I quickly spot a target, a man which I think is a researcher or something stands next to it and I think he has difficulties with the smell of the rotting whale. I shoot the whale and I think my desire for it not to explode because a man stood next to it caused it to remain intact. I walked back and I saw that the road suddenly passed through a tunnel of some sort of green algae, I saw how the waves of the sea breaking on the shore left behind a large amount of green algea and as a wave ran over the road the whole path was covered in it and even elevated by the sheer amount. It looked very dry brittle in a hexagonal-shape and at first I didn't want to step on it cause it looked dirty. However it was strong enough to support my weight and I quickly passed through. Then after that task my next and last task was to find and kill G-man himself. I looked down on some board again like in pacman and saw a military-base/city like map, there were some tanks driving around on it and jeeps. First I had to locate him but I just started shooting all the tanks from above until most of them were destroyed, my bullets seemed to pass armor quiet easy. After most of the tanks and jeeps were down I still hadn't killed G-man, then I could look through the roof of a hangar, in it were 2 more tanks stationed and a large tin can in which I think would be sardines with oil. I destroyed the two tanks but one accidently collided with the tin can and suddenly in the bottom left of my vision I saw a video of G-man in a small can with oil and I saw a hole was pierced in his shell. Then I knew G-man was in the tin can! I kept shooting it and saw in the video how the shell got more and more damaged, G-man looked quiet annoyed/angry and I saw his face being covered in the oil until the got completly crushed by the force of my bullets and the video stopped.

Well, it looks like I'll drink another 0,5l of orange juice this evening...

07-01-2014 -- Working a shift at HOI, relieving Jim for the weekend shift on Friday night, and arrive when it is already late, perhaps 9 or 10, but there are still a lot of people running around, going in and out of the building. I stay there for quite a while, just poking around, at first, then hooking up my computer and working on it for a bit, back in the receptionist/security monitor area, but the customers and sales people keep wandering around. Eventually I find lots of people entering the place and heading back to the parts department for some sort of meeting, I decide to check the time, and it is already something like 6 AM, and I've completely lost track of the time.

People have been working and in and out of the showroom all night long, and as it is now morning and the day shift is starting to come in, I realize I had better get the security keys, which Jim had left hanging in the door lock. Actually should have gotten them many hours ago. It's still pitch black outside, and I can't decide if it is because it really is that dark, or if it is the new, super dark tinting on the showroom windows. Turns out it is a case of both. Though it is now getting on to 7 or 8 in the morning, it is that rare day when the sun just doesn't manage to get up until even later. (Once in a great while really did see days like this.)

I decide to start getting my stuff together, including packing the computer up and wrapping the power cord around the flat screen monitor (wish I had had a flat screen back then, would have been so much easier than hauling around a CRT.) The day time security guard arrives and tells me I can go, but I realize I never clocked in on a time card. I figure I will have to hand-write the clock in, and just clock out. The clock and the cards and rack are all here at the reception counter, but as I start trying to find a card, all I can find are other people's cards, which they are already using. After a lot of searching, I finally find a stack of blank time cards buried under some other stuff, and grab one. I try to fill it out, but I am writing my name wrong and messing up the letters and just can't do it. I finally give up on that card, fold it up and stick it in my pocket. Want to get another card and try again, but again I can't find the cards.

By this time the other security guard is really pushing for me to go, and he goes as far as to call his company and complain about another guard being here and not letting himself be relieved. But first off, he is relieving me early, and second off (as I take great enjoyment in telling him) I don't work for his security company, I work directly for the House of Imports ... even if only for a couple of holidays a year. I'm trying to look through the stuff where I found the last card, but the tiny ledge by the window that they were on is getting larger and larger, and soon I can't reach the stuff without climbing onto the ledge, itself. The receptionist has arrived, and wants me out of there, but is at least trying to be helpful about it, and joins the search. But it seems they are just about to switch to new cards that were just printed, and which they were going to start using on the next pay period, in a few days. But these cards are jet black, and nothing is going to show on them from the old time clock, which is the one that is still in use. So I finally give up on managing a time card at all.

I start looking for my stuff, and just can't manage to find it anywhere, so I start to wonder if, even if I can't remember it, I might have already taken it out to the car. I head outside, and start to look for the car (the old two-tone Oldsmobile I had when I was really working at HOI), but it's not there. I am starting to get aggravated, wondering if my car has been stolen AGAIN (happens all the time in my dreams, never in real life) but then I notice the sign by the road, and remember they do street cleaning on Manchester Sunday morning, and either ticket or tow cars left on the road at their discretion. Blast it! They also have heavy construction going on on the street, with only barely enough space at the driveway open to get a car in.

I head back up to the showroom, one assumes to pass on word of what happened, though it is not like the dealership can actually do anything if the police towed the car, but as I approach the showroom stairs, there are several people there screaming at Francisco and the other morning help, yelling about the construction along the road. They are a weird cross between customers, the next dealership down the road, and a news crew, and are screaming about the mess and the difficulty of getting around the construction, and demanding information about how long things are going to be like this. Francisco and the like are just the guys who drive the cars in and out and get them washed and things, so he isn't likely to have detailed information on any construction, and certainly isn't the one who should be asked. So I am apologizing to them for the idiots screaming, not that it has anything to do with me.

I end up walking down the sidewalk, heading toward Orangethorpe and eventually the 7-11, and I end up walking with the folks from the other dealership/news crew. We're dodging around construction, half climbing over small pipes and things, and the entire time the pipes are gurgling, and every few seconds, this thick, slimy, red sludge comes spitting out of the pipes. Some is all over one of the news lady's stockings, some more splashes all over my clothes, though I try to avoid it, and I have to admit it is annoying and disgusting. I keep walking, until I am on my own, and get further and further down the street.

Soon I am passing several short sky scrapers (five or six stories tall, not that great for sky scrapers, but much taller than anything actually on Manchester) and come up with the idea of calling the police. If I stress my security work enough, and sound pathetic enough, maybe I can get my car released for only $20 or $30, so I pull out my cell phone to call them, only to discover that some of the red slime got on the phone and melted the screen, and I kind of collapse to the ground by the fence separating the road from the freeway, and start to cry, as it has all gotten to be too much.

But then I start to realize it is too much. My luck is being so bad, it is absurd and highly unlikely. I glance at the sky scrapers, and realize they are out of place. I look at a sign on the freeway, glance away, and then look back, and the numbers are changing and shifting around. I hold out my hand, concentrate on my fingers, and they start stretching and distorting! I thought so ... I'm dreaming! I concentrate on my finger, and it stretches out five or six feet, and pokes a sleeping feline by the fence, an odd cross between lion, tiger, and perhaps bobcat. The thing jumps up and starts to snarl and stalk me, and I whisper soothingly to it and gesture at it with power, and it starts to calm down. I slowly start to pet it, and every time it starts to get upset again, I mentally calm it.

By this time, the scene around me has changed, and instead of being outside by the freeway fence, I am inside a building. I can remember walking in a back door that was unlocked [though I never did so, things just shifted around me] and I am still trying to soothe the bobcat. Then I hear somebody unlocking the front door and opening the office, and I realize even if they left the back door unlocked, they aren't going to like me being in here. So I bolt for the back door I entered by, and the guy coming in the front hears me and chases after me. I draw his attention by running, and he demands to know who I am. I give the false name of Fred Flores [sorry Fred], but am kind of stuttering, and he starts claiming that I said the name wrong, which indicates I am this or that, and it just doesn't make sense. I run out the building, and into the next building (heading back toward HOI) and it is a cross between the other dealership and a parts store.

I run through the place, duck under a counter, and out a back door, and I find myself on a very strange loading dock where a large crane is picking up box trucks and hoisting them into position at the dock, in the air. I am trying to get out of the way, but I just can't move quickly enough. I manage to avoid the first truck easily, and the second truck with more difficulty, but only barely make it out of the way of the third one. So I am standing there, breathing heavy and trying to catch my breath when the lighting fixtures right above me start to lower, turn into some sort of equipment, and start dripping boiling hot oil on me. It's turning into those nightmare sort of dreams where everything mechanical is coming to life and pursuing me, and I have to kind of flex my mental muscles and sort of scream "Enough! This is still a dream, but it is MY dream!" and things start to settle down ... which is when I wake up.

06-30-2014 -- Playing semi-live Runescape like in many recent dreams, and like most of them, doing herb runs and farming in the Port Phasmatys area, and kind of chasing ghosts around in a weird version of penguins, with just a hint of flashbacks to the Frozen RS dream and the Russians / spies RS dream. I seem to be playing right next to Neville Longbottom, and am helping him to try and figure out his part of the game / dream. At one point I knock over my ecto-vial, and am scrambling to get it upright and recapped before enough leaks out that it activates, but I find myself sitting in a cross between a car and a bed, scrambling to get little tiny blue pills (about the size of an eye glasses screw head, which is quite tiny) back in the bottle.

Soon I find myself kind of being possessed, and I find I am following an almost Maleficent-like witch [no, I haven't seen the movie, or even any trailers for it] through a cave, over a red carpet. I'm trying to break free of her control, and she is trying to get me to the place of the sacrifice before I can. I guess I manage to break free on time, because I soon find myself sitting at a desk, continuing to pick up the tiny blue pills, and I start to find white and pink ones as well. I can't believe how many pills I have managed to drop.

It turns out I am sitting at my desk in a call center, in front of a 60" (or so) monitor, and Rosemary, my supervisor, comes stalking up to me, angry because I am playing Runescape, and ordering me to stop and get back to work. She stalks off, but I have no intention of stopping. It is a break, or perhaps my lunch, and during those times my time is my own. [in real life, while my time would still be my own, their computer equipment would not be my own.] Still, Rosemary pulling my computer away from me disconnected me from the game. Worse, I have been logging in for weeks using a special in game item or control, an it seems it just expired and disappeared. And now I can't find anything to double-click on to log in! Darn it!

I'm sitting here grumbling to myself about the situation, as a bunch of new employees are being walked into the office, and one is being sat right behind me. She is vaguely attractive, but has an almost overly-cheery attitude, kind of like Kathy Najimy's character in Sister Act, and is bugging me, saying I ought to listen to 'Miss Rosemary,' and I should be reading a book, or maybe a magazine about gay-lesbian-bi issues or something, and I snap. I snarl at her, and tell her I have probably read some 50k books in my life, far more, I'm sure, than she ever has, that I have no interest in reading any of her liberal clap-trap, and how my break time is my own, and I will do whatever I darn well please with it!

06-29-2014 -- As always, the earlier bits are sketchy, and some may be missing entirely. Am at a school of some sort. It's not Hogwarts, though there are probably some Potter characters involved at some point. I'm kind of interested in a girl who currently has sort of dark blond hair, who does not seem to be at all interested in me. Yet there are a lot of people who seem to think we belong together. School is over for the year, and a pair that are highly reminiscent of Tom and Carl are helping me to pack up and load my stuff, and are meddl...er helping me with the situation, saying I'll be waiting for an e-mail or a phone call from the girl, but will stay away until I hear from her, so as not to be a pest. But then the other one is kind of muttering to himself about how she is a very traditional sort of girl, and may feel it is inappropriate for her to make the first move, so ....

The next thing I know, everybody has disappeared, and I find that I am walking around the Buena Park/Anaheim area, more or less along Lincoln Avenue. I ought to be on a bus, but instead seem to be kind of jogging along. I think I have just left a doctor's office, where I was diagnosed with some virulent respiratory infection. They have me wearing a sort of surgical mask to both protect me from spreading germs, and to help keep me from catching anything else while my system is weakened by what it is currently having to fight off. I glance down the block, and see a friend of mine, who is a Screech-like nerd sort, also wearing a surgical mask, and suffering from a different horrible respiratory infection. I suddenly realize it would probably be very bad for the two of us to get anywhere near each other, since we might both get even sicker.

I run into the girl I like again, and she asks me if I am following her. I explain that it is just random chance that I ran into her here, and about my doctor's appointment. I'm afraid she thinks I am stalking her, and that I have probably blown my chances with her, but oddly enough, this is when she actually starts showing interest in me. Soon I am visiting at her house. She has a mother, who looks about 30, and seems to be far too young to have a daughter in the late teens, and an aunt with black hair and a slightly Oriental cast to her, who seems to be about 40, and is fairly attractive. The aunt seems to somewhat disapprove of me.

But it turns out they have a pet dragon, a small breed. It is orange, and about the size of a common house cat. It is old and sick, and kind of dangerous, and it won't let anybody near it, so they aren't able to try and help it, and they are really afraid it is going to die. It turns out I seem to be some sort of dragon whisperer, and I speak soothingly to it, and approach it. I understand it, and it understands me, and I am able to calm it down a bit, so it stops shooting flame, and I can approach it. Talking with it, I not only get it to the point that the family can approach to offer aid, but I also am able to pass on word to them of what the dragon feels, to help narrow down what kind of problems there may be, and they are actually able to manage to heal it, to everybody's joy.

The girl (who was originally blond, and now is probably turning into a brunette) is probably Susan Bones, which would probably make her aunt Amelia Bones, yet oddly enough the two are also part Veela. What I have done in helping their dragon has shown enough power and compassion that it has really had an effect on the aunt, and she is going into almost a sort of sexual frenzy, she suddenly wants me so badly, yet she is determined not to get in Susan's way, so she is holding herself in check. This makes her miserable, however, and Susan notices. She takes pity on her aunt, and decides she is more than willing to share, and the two women take me off for a rather pleasant orgy that is, unfortunately, 'off-screen' so-to-speak. I know it happened, and that I enjoyed it, but the dream skipped right over it, rather than to show it to me.

Susan has a younger brother, about a year younger than her, slightly nerdy, somewhat Oriental like the rest of the family, and he has a friend over. They are being mild (little brother-like) pests, but overall they are good kids. One of Susan's friends is also visiting, a dark haired, slightly Oriental (no, I don't know what is up with that) Hannah Abbott, which is one of the reasons I think the girl is Susan Bones. Anyway, in trying to stop a prank by the boys or something, I accidentally turn off a light where Hannah is just walking in, which leads to her making some sort of comment.

Soon the aunt somehow has something going on with the friend of Susan's brother, and the two of them are starting to get it on. I am sort of hesitant, but find myself approaching them, and nervously trying to make it a sort of threesome. I am standing over them as the aunt has climbed on top of the guy and positioned herself in a sort of 69 position. She asks me if I will go to get her something, but I am standing there looking down on her absolutely gorgeous ass, slightly spread in front of me, and I can't help myself. I step forward, take my large, hard thingy, and start to press it against her asshole. She gives a slight yelp of shock and the tiniest bit of pain, but hunches down further, providing a slightly better angle. I am patient, and move slowly in pressing forward ever deeper into her ass, and soon she is moaning and writhing in passion, as we enjoy a nice, long crappity smack. Susan is complaining slightly, however, about how I never lasted that long with her. I mumble under my breath about how Susan is a lot tighter than her aunt, which makes it harder to last as long in her.

About this time, the mom shows up again, and she doesn't seem to like me or to think much of me. Thankfully the aunt throws in a good word for me, explaining what I did for the dragon, and what I am doing for her and Susan, though she does mention that she is going to have words with me about warning a girl before invading her behind! Soon however, we are all wandering through the house looking for the $2.19 that an uncle or some such has misplaced. Though it is a very small amount of money, it seems to be important that we find it. I find myself searching near Hannah Abbott, who seems to have this strange idea that I may have accidentally (and somewhat inappropriately) slipped the money to her ... not saying that I did anything wrong, but as something that happened almost accidentally. But I am explaining how she is Susan's best friend, which means it is quite important that I try to get along with her. I tell her that I would never dream of even laying a finger on her without her permission. Unfortunately, even as I am saying this, I am repeatedly poking her gently in the arm in a way that is very reminiscent of the way Monk can't keep himself from gently touching things like parking meters as he walks past them. Just a weird (but very pleasant) dream.The

Hi, I've been having this dream every few months, no patterns that I can see in my daily habits for interpretation (which sucks!)
I keep having a dream in which I'm in my bedroom, and I suddenly can't control going to sleep, like something is making me go to sleep. It's an overwhelming feeling that I only resisted fully last night, which led to a very weird series of events. Here's two examples:

Dream #1:
I was in my bed, it was day time, and I pushed myself up out of bed. I felt an overwhelming need to sleep, and couldn't control it - like something was pushing my whole body down, only no-one was there. This was the first instance of this dream ever occurring, and I tried to resist it because I wanted to do something (I can't remember what). My back was to the door. All of a sudden, I feel hands on the back of my shoulders grabbing me, and I could see them from my peripheral vision - They were like shadows, but felt real. I turned around and I saw my friend, and then I woke up. And then I woke up again. (Dream within a dream).

Dream #2:
I was again in my bed last night, and I left the hallway light on before I went to sleep. My bedroom door was locked also. In my dream, I push myself up out of bed and I see the hallway light suddenly turn off. I assume my housemate turned it off and think nothing of it. I look at my door and it's ajar, but I'm not sure if it actually is or if I'm just imagining things, so I push myself up out of bed and again feel the overwhelming urge to sleep. This time I succeed in resisting it, but all of a sudden I'm pushed down (by the urge to sleep) and I start rapidly spinning around on my bed. I try to overcome the urge to sleep but it doesn't work, all the while I'm still spinning faster. I finally can move my hands and I start hitting them on my mattress, extremely weirded out and a little scared by this point, I call my housemate, but he doesn't hear me. And then I woke up. The hallway light was as I left it and my door was still locked, as I left it.

Funnily enough, I don't notice anything different about my room (dream vs real life) until I wake up. For instance - My dresser was on the other side of the room in dream #1, I had recently moved it from that side to the other side of the room. In dream #2, my laptop was missing from my bedside table, but I could still hear the audio from it, and my bedside table was also missing (and my room was semi-clean for once, ha!).

Is this anything that anyone can identify with? Has anyone had a similar dream?