memorable

Morning of February 5, 2014. Wednesday.



I am walking through a large vineyard with my beautiful wife Zsuzsanna in possibly mid-afternoon. I am uncertain of the location or region. A sense of love dominates the mood.

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Feb 3-4 2014 (Lucid)

Sky Diving Through the Dream
First Successful WILD woo!
* *I let go of my body and fell through my bed. I just let myself free fall and knew a dreamscape would create itself out of the blackness. As I was falling I recall very loud and potentially scary growls and noises, but I just simply let it happen and wasn't scared. Eventually the dream formed and I was sky diving towards land that appeared far below. It was beautiful too, everything was vibrant. The colors of giant lakes were bright blue, and green rolling hills extended in every direction. I was heading for a small town directly below me.
* *I landed, and decided to explore a bit. There were houses scattered every which way with no rhyme or reason to their planning. The style seemed half modern, have medieval as the houses were primarily different tones of wood. I found attractive girls nearby and I had urges to be with them. Most ignored me until I complemented one, and then held out my hand, and she took it. We walked a bit, eventually I woke up, but I was able to fall back through my bed into a new dream scene.

Scary House and Trying to Get to Space
* *As I was falling, I eventually found myself in a house. It turned out to be a modern brothel, because the girls in there were all scantily clad and I just knew what it was. I found one attractive girl and sexy time with her ensued. (My mind was feelin dirty I suppose, ha)
* *After that is finished up, I decide to tell everyone I'm going to space. So I remember my friend T's advice with using an elevator, so I start looking around for one. I even ask a DC if he can show me one and he looks excited and starts walking somewhere. Eventually he goes in a door that looked ominous and I was scared to go in.
* *As I get scared, things start happening. It gets a bit darker, the door behind me slams shut and I can't open it, and I start hearing creepy noises. I start to panic, but catch myself. I say out loud, "this is a dream, nothing can hurt me or scare me, and I am in control."
* *Immediately it brightens up and I can open the door again. I decide to go outside and think of a new way to get to space. I think, well I know I have trouble flying, so maybe I'll use something I know can fly. How about a broom like in Harry Potter? So I ask a DC for a broom, and he hunts one down in the garage-like room we're in. He grabs a blue looking, rather short, modern "broom" and it's not like the classic ones in Harry Potter.
* *I take it anyway, go outside, and try to use it. I can kind of fly, but it's awkward and reluctant. I'll go forward like 50 feet, then sink back down, or start getting pulled backwards, or other such things. I no longer expect it to work, and it works even less. Eventually I wake up, and couldn't get back into the dream.

School Prizes, Wrong Order at Chipotle, Scheming Marksmen
* *I was at school with T, A, and other friends. There is some big meeting and someone is winning a prize if they can guess something. They have to guess who is the person in a drawing. The drawing is a giant piece of paper that someone was going to draw a person on. I was supposed to pass the paper on to the person, but I decided randomly to start the drawing and put a stick figure on it, and then pass it on.
* *The person (who is going to draw on the paper) eventually gets it, looks at me, and I feel they're mad I ruined it with the stick figure. But they start drawing anyway. Eventually it's finished and they say a big thanks to me for starting the drawing and everyone is clapping. I'm confused because all I did was put a stick figure on it, but just went with it.
* *The person who had to guess who was drawn was now up. And from my perspective it was so obvious that the person who drew the picture had drawn themself, wearing the same clothes, and they were even standing in the same pose, with both arms up like a gymnast finishing a move. But they couldn't guess it and they didn't win the prize and it was really embarassing for them.
* *Soon it would be lunch time and this lady is going through the crowd asking who will be eating there and who is going out. As she asks me, and I say I'm going out, and I also notice she has handed things out to everyone. She says ok and then hands me a piece of cheese with mustard on it. I'm revolted by it so I just chuck it when she's not looking.
* *Heading outside I ask my friends where they're going for lunch and they all reply Chipotle. I say that sounds good and they all get on their bikes and start going. I realize my bike is way back so I run to go get it. It takes a bit, but I grab it then head off and either catch up to A and T or they waited.
* *As we're riding, it's downhill on a street and we are all trying to catch jumps. I'm reminded of the downhill roads you would find in like San Fransicso. There are a lot of small ones we find, and they're fun, but soon there is a giant one I see. Friend A goes off it, but jumps off on the side early. I decide to do the full thing. I get goin as fast as I can and hit the jump that's maybe like 10 feet higher than the ground. The launch I get is incredible. I go probably 100 feet into the air. T and A are amazed. I remember knowing I wouldn't get hurt, because it was a dream or something, but I didn't get lucid.
* *We get to "Chipotle" but it's like an outdoor Native American burrito shop that's run by 3 women. Anyway we order our stuff and then hang out while they make it. T and A get their burritos and then they hand me a quesadilla, and I ask why they didn't give me a burrito like I ordered. The one who took my order is embarrassed and starts making excuses about how long it takes to re-do it, in the hopes I will just take the quesadilla.
* *I say I'll take it for free or if they refund me. They say no, and then one offers a free tortilla with it so I say that's fine. The one who owned the shop like refuses to cooperate and give me a tortilla, and I realize my quesadilla is just like only beef held together with the one tortilla. I throw it down at that point and it goes everywhere and I demand they give me the burrito I payed for.
* *My friends have all left at that point to go back to class and I figured I'll miss class. They start making the burrito again (but now remembering, they never did finish it). Guys showed up at that point who were all bragging about how good a shot they were.
* *For some reason I had a plan, and pulled a gun on one of them, right next to their face. I said sure he might be able to hit anything, but is he fast enough to stop me. Then I set the gun down, and say it was just to show them they're not all that great. The people around me are stunned and the two guys who were showing off are pissed. I tell them to prove they can hit a birdhouse maybe 150 feet away. They say it's easy and one nails it dead on. Then continues to hit hard targets he picks out. I eventually woke up around this time.

Night of February 4, 2014. Tuesday.



Being meticulous in my dream state at times, sometimes to the point of over-thinking in several layers at once, I verified something that caught me by surprise in a sort of sudden realization. While working on the foundation of a new track which I do plan on eventually finishing, I ended up confirming a dream concept to an extent, anyway. By chance, I used a filter that produces a supposed “swirly” effect - and in this case, I am not even sure if it uses the source audio when rendering, as it mostly sounds the same in every case for a particular setting regardless of the supposed source (then again, it depends on the perimeters or intent of the effect). I say this because some functions do use the source audio for certain - which can vary to quite an extreme - yet always sounds the same in each case, or at least hard to distinguish.

In this case I was playing with an effects VST for no intended reasons other than to see the images that were produced by the frequency bands at different speeds and pitches and such, and by which I integrated the first 1.71 seconds of the audio of the hybrid dubstep foundation. What resulted verified my dream - that is, the image that almost looks like an om symbol repeating throughout. This is not a very good image of what actually comes out, though, I wanted to post a better image - but its difficult when being in lower formats. It is also true that an image of a word or symbol can be deliberately translated into sound, but such does not seem the case here, as the perimeters are far too extensive for me to have just coincidentally put in the perimeters that just happened to make the symbol appear - there are 362,880 variations relating to “shaping” forms in this particular way - as well as the functions being programmed rather than stored as audio information as with some VSTs. (This is true and can be verified by the fact that the editor is one hundred percent manual with no additional waveforms or audio information stored anywhere - therefore the om symbol was not intended at all by the original programmer who could not have possibly known all the thousands of potential variations in settings - unless he knew the actual functions for it and buried it among thousands of other potentials - which, frankly, seems unlikely and unrealistic, even a bit unreasonable and pointless, though not impossible).

However, and it is a very big “however”, it seems that the function actually did use the source audio here upon realistic examination - and it is fairly obvious that it did from the visual details in some areas. In that case, there is no way the programmer could have known what would result in this instance. The missing bands in the larger image near the higher ranges are not my mistake, but it was like this in the original percussive track. I used an exciter to make it less problematic as well as having to additionally notch out more bands from horrid metallic “ringing” in the original audio that threw off the average dB (spike-wise) in a rather ridiculous way as I have seen a lot in tracks on the Internet.

I do know of so-called producer packs with deliberate images in the sound (although it is fairly rare), but this was not the case as, again, it is an effect-only manifestation. Obviously, the majority of people would not even “hear” the om symbol image, as unless you are familiar with something like this, it might as well not even exist. This is obviously true even for dreams for millions of people, who remember nothing in many cases.

I inset the actual om symbol for comparison - but as I said, this image is not all that precise or even very visible - as it is a lower resolution with a different rate and detail than the original event (which I did not try to duplicate until today - so probably “lost” a perimeter somewhere).

Just had a double dream.

Was laying in bed half asleep, then heard my parents in the other room, figured I was in the process of waking up. My dog Rambo wanted out so I got up and went to the door and opened it so he could get out then laid back down in bed. I looked at my desk and laptop from my perch in bed and saw that there was some sort of game being played on the screen. A shooter. And it was playing itself. So I slid back out of bed over to the desk (at the foot of my bed), grabbed the mouse and started taking over for the game. It was a first person shooter, and had pretty decent graphics if you ask me. Stylized, digitized, almost anime. I clicked and fired my gun at the person on screen twice. Then suddenly the screen panned, as if it was a camera mounted on the shoulder of the avatar of the player. The face of the avatar turned from the side of the screen, looked directly at me, and said "I am Glenn Hill Inovar, Conviction Expert." I woke up right after seeing that! Now I am still laying in bed, the room is identical to the previous scene, except the laptop on the desk is closed. I forgot that I only dreamed I let the dog out (he is tiny a teacup yorkie and inside the sleeping bag with me). Since I forgot I didn't actually let him out, I roll over slightly and then "YEARRRRP!" He barks in a high pitch tone. Oops I squashed him, but not hard, he is fine.

Then my dad comes in my room and gives me a cross necklace and I am very happy! Thanks Dad!


Elevator ride for the morning.

1.3.14 Monday

Last night bed 2am -8:20am

Had a very long and interesting dream, that is an amazing reflection and insight into my late night conversation with a friend. After waking up, I keep retelling it and discovering new details, while I pet my cat that just decided to lay on me and purr. My other cat lays by my side. I'm boxed in.

DR:

I think I'm a guy. I'm walking downslope on an asphalt sidewalk. About 40 feet below me, on the right side, on the bottom of the slope, is a slow, wide, dirty water river. Some large boats on it. To the left, narrow grass area, just 3-4 feet wide, and a chain link fence behind it.

I'm walking very slowly. My head is down, I'm lost in my thoughts, sad. I'm an owner of a theme park. Lots of people on the sidewalk, as you would expect. They are all walking in opposing direction then I am. I can feel their disapproving thought and looks. A young woman with long hair, holding hand with a boy, lookes at me and then lowers her head.

Something just got loaded on a large transport ship and I see the straps are being tightened for the safety. Somebody close to me ordered the load, even if it's against my wishes. They are hoping to finish fast, so I can't say no.

Part 2:

Different setting. Some city high up in the clouds. Clean shapes, tall walls are beige and other matching shades. There are platforms we are on, but many, if not all building reach all the way to the bottom. You can also reach the bottom via the platforms.

From now on till the end of a dream, I'm being chased and I'm running. I'm not scared, only sad and surprised.

I'm on a platform. It has open walls, or windows in some places. Few people close to me are there to talk with me. I sense they want to capture me and I'm surprised, but not too surprised. When they approach me, I jump and fly to the ground very fast. They have guns and they are shooting at me. I zig-zag. But I also think, that it would be ok to get shot. Nobody else can fly, only me.

I;m on the ground. Huge noise, I look up and Sukhoi fighter jets are maneuvering overhead. They are flying low, in demonstration of power.

I jump to a low roof, and from there to a higher one and another higher one. On the run again.

Back up on a platform. Being approached and I jump again. I see a large, man-made lake below me. Some swimers in the water in swimming competition. I dive in the water, head first, at huge speed. I know I have to hide fast, before they find me with instruments. I'm thinking if to just sit still on the botom. I figure I should dig a hole and burry myself.

I'm in a narrow corridor, that's thousands of feet high. There are small wooden platforms on the walls. (Like a cat perches they sell for window sills.) I fly up to a very high one. Good choice, because as I look down, below me is someone looking down, looking for me.

Another escape from a platform. I'm flying by a train in the trainstation. Train is moving and I bang on the window to be let in. There are people sleeping in sleeping compartments. One of them opens the door and i climb into an empty cot.

Another fast dive from very high platform into water. I find a submarine and bang on the door again. A female opens a door. It's clear I woke her up. I don't remember how she reacts, if she is a friend or a foe.

Hello, this dream was so realistic but again surrealistic I know it may happen but I know it doesn't happen. freaky if you ask me.
I dreamt that I failed in life. become an "street woman" or you may also call it an hitman. but I woke up in the dream in an chair. I stood up, and looked around me. I was in an asylium. behind iron doors thick as an wall. I kicked up that door. just as easy it is to break glass. an person keept saying "follow me, follow me, lost child" and I followed that man on instickt. I didn't think, just ran after him. he stopped and said " you child, is still an hurt, pined and feared child in heart." and after a while he said " but I can help you grow up to an beautiful woman, with an purpose in life" I stopped, took up my gun, and shot him on that spot and yelled " you doesen't exsist, you dosen't exsist." and with some blood, and room spinning around, i shoot myself.

I woke up in the same sec that I shot myself. I was in alot of pain. and didn't sleep so good yesterday.

Not lucid but one of my most memorably long detailed, multi-scene dreams with scene to scene continuity. Probably 15 minutes subjective time at least.

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00:00 Monday 2014-02-03
01:11 bedtime
06:49
1) Sitting at a table in a house with a guy I know, he has a black beard/mustache, I state his name in the dream (but don't remember). We're talking about something. I put a glass of wine for him on the floor behind his right ankle, he doesn't know it is there. He stands up from his chair and starts to step backwards, I say "no no no!" I know he'll knock it over and he does knock it over and the wine spills.

His wife came home and we talked about inviting them to dinner and we started talking to him about his schedule. He's saying he can't do it one day, or another day, I misunderstand I think he's talking about a dinner that he is putting on and I sort of wanted us to be invited to his place.

We go to the kitchen, where his wife is. We were offering him some soup. We brought big barrels of soup/stew was looking for a place to put it. I saw the sink, some cabinets, the garbage (underneath some cabinets) I filled up some containers to the brim with the soup. I felt bad about filling up his containers.

Sitting around a table talking, I'm trying to unlock my ipad, I can't get the 2nd or 3rd character of the code to enter correct, I try at least 8 times, getting very frustrated. I explain my inability to enter my code because my thumbs have to stretch very far in order to hit the correct letters on the screen.

I came back later to the kitchen and noticed the garbage can was filled to the brim with our soup, his wife had thrown it all away. It's time for us to go I offer to help take the garbage out since it's full of our soup., "it's the least I can do," he hemmed and hawed eventually said yes. We're going outside to the garbage, the house is on a hill, there are a lot of switchbacks in the path going up to the garage. We have to go all the way to one side to get to the gate, then walk through the gate and go all the way back the other way to get to the garbage. We reach the gate to the garage, and I play with the mechanism, I look closely at it and examine it. I think about all the different places where my friend could lock this gate, but I don't see two loops of metal close enough together to put a lock through. Perhaps drilling a hole may help. My wife walks by carrying a giant garbage can full of soup wrapped in plastic on her back like a camping backpack. I reach to her to help carry it but she pulls away and keeps going (I know she doesn't like me offering to help once she's already almost finished something).

We're looking at a fence railing and thinking that someone could lie on the fence railing and roll to the other side to get over it.

We're walking back down the hill to the house, it's very steep, and I start gliding in the air. I'm gliding and hovering riding the air currents, but staying more or less in the same place. I'm surprised that I'm not losing altitude and say so, my friend has turned into my waking life friend NM. I quickly gain some altitude even. I say that I have always loved gliding/flying since watching the show "The Flying Nun" as a kid. I love his hill, it's a great place to glide, he mentions that the thermals would be really good over on the highway since the heat radiating up from there is intense and you'd go "VOOM" straight up into the air. I think I could glide forever here! I could go over to the freeway and hit a thermal and get up really high and glide back to his house.

Back on the ground walking in to his front door, the path is very precarious, there's hardly anywhere secure to put your feet. The steps are decrepit and falling apart. The front door is a few feet higher than the path and beyond it, you have to really stretch your legs to get them into the door frame. NM is standing in the door to help me in, I'm trying to get a good foothold. I reach out and hook my elbows through the door frame and pull myself in, squeezing my NM. I think/ask NM wondering how his elderly parents could come to visit, they'd never be able to make it in the front door.

Back around the table with group of people, we're talking about a new company. There's one friend there, and also the inventor of the product at the head of the table. My friend announces he has bought the rights of all advertising of the product for the next several years. The inventor when he heard this was shocked, because he/the company needed to do this . Apparently everyone thinks that I gave this friend the idea of purchasing the rights to the product, I objects saying "hey, hey, it wasn't my idea!" Someone offered me a glass of wine.

I dreamed I was in a car on a huge ship so big there was a long road running the length of it spanning about 2 miles running from the back to the front with the back being like a hill. it was nighttime I could see all the stars above. I was mid way on the road it was ridiculously packed with cars. I looked up the street and could see all the cars stuck in a line waiting to come down. there were four lanes two going up the road and two going town the hill. both were packed. after seeing all this I heard an extremely loud sound of metal twisting and bending. kinda like in the titanic when jack was still inside the ship while it was filling with water. then I herd people gasping and whispering what "was going on" followed by a rumbling like an earthquake on the boat. everybody started screaming and I called my good friend and asked where he was. He told me on at the top of the hill and that he would meet me at the front of the boat where the road tired flat. I looked ahead of me in the direction where the road turned flat (opposite side of the hill). I saw that the road went into a huge square dome that took about a quarter of the boats length. I ended the call with my friend and got out of my car leaving it on with the lights on and started walking toward the entrance of the dome. I looked around and saw everybody was doing the same thing. My dream then switched to a mushy love story about my ex which was less than exciting. thanks for reading

I'm in a bedroom that reminds me of the one at almond drive. The layout is pretty much the same except for a few details, the main one being that it's a great deal bigger. It's sometime in the evening and I'm sitting down on the floor in a corner. It's where the dresser holding the television should be but it's not there. Instead it's a huge empty space. All of my pillows and blankets are in the corner with me and all of my makeup as well. Even though it's evening and fairly dark, I lift up a hand mirror and I begin to put on a bit of makeup. I hear shuffling near me so I turn towards where the noise came from. A girl is sitting on the bed on the other side of the room. She's staring at me, watching me put on my makeup. I stare back at her for a few moments and then turn back to the mirror feeling annoyed by her watching me. I ask her what she's staring at as I finish up. She says nothing and the quiet begins to bother me. I slam the mirror down and angrily look back at her, screaming "what?!" She only smirks at me, slowly climbs off of the bed and walks towards me. The closer she gets the more annoyed and angry I become. She reaches me and kneels down, reaching for and grabbing one of my arms. She squeezes my arm painfully and yanks me up off the floor hard. I resist a little but it doesn't do much good. She pulls me in front of her and grabs onto my other arm to hold me in place. For the first time I realize that I'm only wearing a bra and underwear. She's wearing a big, long sweatshirt. She continues to hold me there, smirking the whole damn time. After what feels like hours, I can no longer stand looking at her so I look down at the floor. She starts laughing then. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it?", she says. I start shaking with anger and I immediately look back up at her and tell her to go to hell. She only laughs again and shoves me back onto the floor. I hit the floor hard and it hurts. I move back into the corner and try to keep a distance between us which only makes her smile widen. When I cannot move further, she crowds into my face and forces my legs open, settling in between them. One of her hands grabs my neck and the other grabs my chin, forcing me to look at her face. "You're so adorable. You're also mine", she leans in and whispers. "So be a good girl." She roughly pulls my face towards hers and kisses me. I'm pissed off beyond belief but I don't fight it. I relax a little bit in her arms and I kiss her back. I can feel her smile. She pulls away after a minute and kisses my forehead, telling me that I'm a good girl. She gets up off the floor and leaves the room.

I don't remember the very beginning of this dream, but the first thing I know, I'm lucid. The area I'm in is kind of strange. I'm in my living room, but the roof is blown clear off and it was night (it also must have been spring since it wasn't freezing). In the area that normally leads to my kitchen, there was a cobblestone-lined path. Rather than turn back to where my room or the front door would have been, since those areas looked dark and uninviting despite the moonlight, I decided to follow the path. To the right was a solid concrete wall. After a few feet, the path abruptly turned left. The path continued on into the darkness (which shrouded the land only a few meters away), but on the right of the path there was some kind of witch hut with its lights on. At least, that's what I think the thing was, as I never went inside.

Deciding to test out my lucid dreaming skills, I went back into the living room. The house no longer looked uninviting and was now lit with moonlight, so I went towards my room and closed the door. I imagined one of my friends being behind the door and opened it again; nothing. Then, I painstakingly imagined every detail of what would happen when I opened the door and opened it again; still, my friend didn't appear. This friend in particular never seemed to show up on command, only appearing in a dream by chance, something she did rarely. I gave up quickly and attempted to do something else.

I returned to the concrete wall and decided to try to draw the outline of a portal on the wall with my fingers. After all, most of my lucid dreams start in the dark, and my main goal for some is to find light so I can practice without fear of anything attacking me; I could just use the portal to teleport me to the place I was in, but during the day. For a while, nothing happened, but eventually my finger started leaving a glowing trail behind (I guess it just needed ink?). I drew a square in the wall with this glowing trail, but nothing immediately happened. I tried pushing on the square, and suddenly it rotated on the spot, revealing some kind of a pink/lavender void behind it. Before I could think I lunged into the void.

Briefly, my vision turned black and some words popped up in the middle of my vision. I don't remember what they were, sadly, but I do know it was only one or two. My vision quickly cleared, and I was in some sort of floating building. The sky was a cross between blue and lavender, and there were gaps in some parts of the floor; looking down, I could see clouds the same color as the void. The building itself was golden in color and seemed to be emitting a gold aura of sorts, and the walls were highly detailed. Either way, this was apparently a mini-dungeon of sorts I had to complete to progress. It was very sort, too: all I had to do was turn left, jump across a gap, run to the end of the room, turn right, jump across a second gap, and I was at the end. The wall here was concrete, like the one I drew on to get inside. Logically, I was supposed to draw another portal on the concrete.

This took me to a second minidungeon. My vision turned black again and words came up again, this time several. Aesthetically, it was identical to the previous minidungeon, yet this one was much simpler. There was a long hallway, the right side lined with pillars and a large hole in the floor to the right. At the end of the hallway, you had to jump right across another gap, which was where the concrete wall was. In the middle of the hallway, there was some sort of zombie thing. I easily slew the zombie by shoving him into the void, and I easily got through the rest of the minidungeon. I drew a portal and stepped through.

Annoyingly, it led back to where I started, still during the night. There was also someone at my side, a guy who I didn't know but reminded me of one of my old friends. We decided to travel along the cobble-lined path further. After half a minute of walking, an inexplicable strike of lightning struck the earth, a horrible sound booming across the world. The lightning illuminated the place, revealing that we were in a somewhat hilly (yet clear) area surrounded by a forest, with the cobblestone path branching in two, one split leading to the forest and the other staying in the clear area. A large bone was sticking out of the ground up ahead on the left, and a dead tree was on the opposite side of the path. For whatever reason, the dead tree was covered in human skulls.

Then, the eyes of the skulls started glowing. They erupted in purple flame and became animate and began to fly at me (slowly).

Then, the large bone began to move, and a humongous skeletal dragon head burst out of the ground. Paralyzed in fear, I could only watch as it completely tore out of the ground and looked me dead in my eyes. They too, glowed, and the dragon erupted into purple flame. It let loose a horrible roar.

At this point, I probably could have reasoned with the dragon. It WAS a dream, after all, and you can usually get an assailant to stop attacking fairly easy. However, assailants in my dreams tend to be more vicious and committed, and there was also a GIANT BURNING BONE DRAGON roaring at me. The thoughts of "NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE" drowned out reason, so I high-tailed it out of there. Fortunately, the concrete wall wasn't far away. I heard the bone dragon sprinting after me, its steps causing miniature earthquakes. I drew a portal and felt the dragon's presence right behind me as I pushed the portal open and leapt into the void. (In some ways I consider this an accomplishment; if I were less experienced and I had the same dream, chances are I would have woken up at the skulls or even the zombie-thing).

I entered yet another minidungeon. I can finally remember the words that pop up on my vision for one of these things; this one happened to say "Heaven". I guess they were names. Anyway, this minidungeon had the exact same loadout as the first one I went into, except it was mirrored. The dungeon itself was somewhat different aesthetically. Unlike the previous one, the walls were made of silver, and they were covered in small red, blue, and green dots, all of which glowed. Have you ever wanted a wall made out of christmas lights? This was that wall. Either way, the minidungeon was laughably easy to complete since I had done it before.

Upon drawing a portal on the wall, I woke up. Damnit.

So I was going to a party with my 5 friends and we were driving. Except none of us have passed our test. It was jade's car and she was insured to drive it, but even though I a probably closet to passing since I am the only one to have passed my theory Lucy was driving instead. She reversed out my drive, but then went stupidly fast down the top of my road and we were screaming at her to slow down, then saw her eyes were closed as she had passed out. So i had to jump out the car, open her door basically sit on her and put the handbrake on to stop the car. Then she woke up and we said she couldn't drive us and she was arguing saying she was fine but we put our foot down and refused to let her drive, it was either me or Katie tat actually drove us but I can't remember which.
At the party Tyger Drew-Honey was there and I "accidentaly" walked into him and that got us talking and dancing pretty much all night. I claimed I knew his grandma (I thought I did at the time) Charlotte who I went with I found sat in one of those round booth things with all my old friends who she kind of knows through me but not really (I dont really talk to them much anymore as they alays ignore me) but they were talking about some filming thing and char was saying abut her auditions but they all had a massive duvet on top of them like they were at a sleepover. Me and tyger walked up another time with our arms round each other and they just looked at me judgingly. Then he went out to smoke something so i went to the toilet disapprovingly, then I woke up.

02.01.2014

To Be A Wolf (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am sitting in the floor beside my roommate's bed. We have both performed some sort of ritual to transform ourselves into otherworldly creatures. Alex is about to become some sort of undead dark lord, while I am going to be a werewolf. We know that the process will be very painful, but we are prepared.

Her transformation begins first. She clutches her arm and screams in agony as a green-gray bruise-like sheen begins to overtake her skin. I sit in the floor and awkwardly watch, knowing that people in the hallway are going to think she's being murdered. After a few minutes, her screams stop and the transformation is complete. "Look!" she says excitedly. "I've completely transformed."

She notices that my canine teeth are beginning to protrude much farther than normal. "Oh, your transformation is starting now, too." I go to the mirror and watch in fascination as my teeth grow sharper and more wolf-like. However, my interest is cut short when the pain in my gut begins. It feels like someone is grabbing my organs and squeezing hard. I fall to the floor, convulsing, shrieking with each stab of pain in my stomach. After what feels like an eternity, the pain fades and I black out.

*time lapse*

A month has passed. It is the full moon once more, and I am excited to experience being the Wolf for the first time, since I was unconscious for the duration of the last full moon. It will be much easier for me the second time around, I know. The only problem is, people know a werewolf is living nearby and they have formed a mob to kill it. I will have to be extremely careful not to get caught.

Unfortunately for me, it is summer, which means that the moon's power hits me early in the evening. I'm attending an outdoor dinner party with my mother when the feeling begins. I know I will turn soon. "I'm going to step out in the woods for a minute," I tell my mother. She doesn't know that I'm the werewolf everyone is concerned about.

"I'll go with you," she says.

"No. I'm going alone." I tell her firmly.

"Then you're not going at all!" she snaps.

I'm beginning to grow angry and a bit desperate. "I'm 20 years old. You can't run my life anymore!" I storm out into the woods before she can stop me. I take my wolf form almost as soon as I'm out of sight from the party. It feels wonderful! A sense of power and freedom so powerful is coursing through my veins, that I throw my head back and howl. The sound echoes eerily through the forest, sounding more dangerous than any wolf. Damn. I'd forgotten about the mob.

Someone comes crashing through the woods towards me--- it was my mother. She has a shotgun, pointed directly at me. I desperately try to signal for her to not shoot, but she can't understand me! It is too late. She fires the gun.

The bullet pierces through my stomach, knocking me to the ground. I'm too weak to feel the pain. As I begin to involuntarily shift back to my human form, my mother's look of realization and scream of horror at what she's done are the last things I experience before everything goes black.

02.01.2014

To Be The Prey (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My brother and I are standing in our back yard when we notice a chicken and a rooster down the hill. "Let's chase them!" I say excitedly. He agrees, so we take off after the birds. Using what little flying ability they have, the birds easily flutter out of our reach. Suddenly becoming lucid, I fly off after them. Flying, it's much easier to keep up with the chickens, but we still manage to lose them after a while. I also lose lucidity.

My mother has read a task in her scouting handbook that requires the participant to mark their favorite pages in a book and then leave the book outside to show the dogs. I think this is completely stupid and want no part in it. However, my mother is trying to make me complete this task. She is SO annoying that I finally concede, but when I walk outside with the book it occurs to me that the dogs will just chew it up rather than try to read the pages I've marked.

Irritated, I walk to the back of the yard where my dad and brother are sitting. I'm complaining to them about how irritating my mom is being when suddenly coyotes begin howling nearby. The dogs go crazy, and I decide to stir them up even more by howling along with the coyotes.

However, just before I start howling I notice that the "coyotes" are walking directly into our yard. "Woah, are you sure those are coyotes?" I ask my dad. They look more like large wolves.

There are two of them, and they both lay eyes on me at the same moment. They drop to a hunting crouch, growling furiously and stalking closer to me. One of them lunges. I manage to jump at the same instant, kicking the beast so hard in the head that he falls limp to the ground. My timing isn't so great with the other one. He barrels into me, knocking me over. However, I still have my grip on the book, which happens to be a pretty heavy hard back. I begin beating the wolf over the head with my book. It is a long a bloody process with such a terrible weapon, but I somehow manage to beat him to death. My book is now sticky with his blood.

I am irrationally furious that my book has been ruined despite not following through with my mom's asinine task, so I stomp off toward the hill to bury it. But as I approach the edge of the forest, I am at first horrified to see more wolves. However, it seems they are impressed with my fighting skills. They have come to make me an honorary member of their Pack.

The biggest, toughest wolf does not agree with this decision. He attacks me without warning, intending to kill me. His attack knocks me off balance, but I use the momentum to roll on top of him. There are no real weapons nearby. I somehow manage to get a hold of a deer's leg bone, which I promptly shove into the wolf's mouth when he tries to bite me. I shove the bone deep into his throat until he chokes to death. Upon dying, he finally accepts me as an equal.

Red is for Non Lucid.
Green is for lucid.
Purple is for my speech.
Blue is for male speech.
Pink is for female speech.
Black is for side notes, that are not a part of the dream.

I ended up going to a place last night that i haven't traveled to since i was younger. It's a large open space, only accessible through a secret path after following the train tracks for a while. The space is just very large, wide open nature area. Although, it has different sections. Like, there is a rock section, that looks similar to a desert / grand canyon. There is a large open fields part, and a part of trees and the forest. I didn't actually explore it at this time around like i have in past dreams, as the dream itself was very short. It's just very odd that almost all of my dreams have continuity, from dreams i had even when i was kid.


I was sitting in my room with my cousin, who is just a bit younger than me. We where both really bored, and where tired of playing of video games. Suddenly, i had an idea. Why not visit that old place i used to go to? It could be a blast if i brought my cousin with me...too bad his parents are super over-protective, i probably won't be able to take him. I tell him about it and he does want to go, so we end up going outside to ask my parents. (since he was staying over my house). They said they couldn't agree to it because they knew his parents wouldn't agree to it. My cousin then just kind of shrugs and goes off to do something on his own. I figured since i have some alone time anyways, that i still want to check that place out. I 'remembered' not having been there in so long, and was extremely excited to go revisit it. I started off in the direction of the train tracks.
...after walking the tracks for some time, i spotted the hidden path in the woods. I remember pushing my way through the path, like an excited child once more. When i reached the opening i was hit with all the familiar feelings and joys of the past times (dreams) i had had here. I stepped forward, into my nature paradise....

and then i woke up. :s In my dreams i have memories of past dreams, like as if my dreaming life is a separate continuous life that runs parallel to my waking one. In a way it does make sense...but for non lucid esoteric dreams to have a continuity along the lines of a lucid dream? I just find it kind of strange...

1. [Non-Lucid] [Sexy]
I'm sitting next to Tiffany (old girlfriend), were watching a movie together, I'm hoping something may happen between us. She turns and kisses me on the cheek (I let out a shiver all the way through my body), she kisses me again (another shiver, this is an ongoing thing throughout the dream), She then puts her arm around me...then I kiss her on the lips...then we got intimate caressing each other, kissing each other...then I thought about sex, I think I asked her but then I was like "Its illegal in Disneyland to have sex" (JACK NO, FUCK, YOU IDIOT ) and so this is as far as we took it.

Now I'm talking to my friend about what happened and I said "Its finally happened after all these years " then I mention to him to net tell anyone about this.

Possible Dream Signs:
Tiffany, Disneyland



2.

My dad is moving house.

I'm walking alone through the Midway at Circus Circus. It's night and there aren't as many people as I expected, which is a complete relief to me. Someone comes up behind me and grabs my shoulder, spinning me around to face them. It's a really beautiful girl. She's blond with blue eyes and she smiles brightly at me, telling me how glad she is that she found me. I feel really happy to see her as well and we hug each other tightly for a long moment. She releases me and takes my hand in hers, dragging me into some random direction. I don't really pay attention to where we are going because I trust her and I'm just happy to be close to her. I hold on tighter to her hand and she leads me to a part of the Midway that I've never seen, which I find odd because I basically know that place inside and out by now. We stop at two dark entrances that are hidden in a corner. One leads to a Peter Pan ride just like the one at Disneyland, and the other is something else but I can't really tell what it is. She really wants to go into both rooms but I get a really bad feeling and I grab her arm and try to pull her away from them. She looks at me and tells me that I have to choose one, but I become terrified and almost start crying. She lets up and allows me to drag her away from there. I lead her away, walking quickly.