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So gab and I were chitchatting about Precog dreams the other day, and while I'm not a big believer of the idea that you can predict the future in dreams or waking life, this was nucking futs:

So those last two totm lucids I had contained a couple interesting elements. In the one with the animated snowman, I dreamed that it snowed, and the next morning it had snowed in real life. Mind you this is Texas we are talking about. Now, the coincidence could be attributed to me knowing that freezing weather was coming. But I can tell you that for a girl from the south, that dreaming about snow, then waking up and it looking outside the way it did in my dream from a few minutes before, was weeeeeird.

Ok in the same LD, my mom gave me some purple orchids per the basic totm. So, that same morning in real life after the lucids, Danny and I decided to walk to the store for some groceries (no way were we gonna drive on that ice). So when we got to the store, they just happened to be selling potted orchids. Never saw them before at this particular store mind you. Sure enough, one of the plants had the same, hyper color purple blooms as in my lucid. If I wasn't in enough of a daze from having a lucid about snow that manifested itself into reality the next morning, then those orchids did the trick.

I think what made this a extra weird for me was the fact that the dreams were LUCID. I've had non lucids before that had some elements that seemed to come true, and I just chalked up to coincidence. But the feeling from having TWO things in a lucid dream happen the next day in real life is just plain weeeeeeeeeird.

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I got called into work, at a clothing store I have been recently employed to. I was told in the back by my supervisor that he might be letting some people go and told me to wait while he gathered other employees. Some time passed by then they eventually all came. There were: my dad who was a coworker (only in the dream), my friend from school, and this girl. She was white, short, skinny, and had light brown hair, and lastly my supervisor. As he entered the back it turned out that he wasn’t letting anybody go and instead gave us a new work wardrobe. It was just t-shirts, with some fashionable logo. Afterwards my supervisor instructed me and the girl to go outside in the back to start working and sent off my friend and dad to do something else.

While working the girl and I made friends with each other, then eventually we showed interest in each other then I asked her out. Things then flashed forward to a beach setting. It was me and her, talking and messing around. I was on top of a jetty, and she was chilling in a floaty tube, then I found some water guns. One was at the end of the jetty, the other was next to her. So I got all dramatic, slid down the jetty kind of like a penguin, grabbed the water gun, and started soaking her. She fired back and hit me in my face, I laughed, grabbed my face, and fell into the water. I then jumped out really quickly because my cell phone was in my pocket.
Hoping that it was okay and didn’t suffer too much water damage, I checked to see if it still worked. As I was checking she sprayed me again, this time in my hands. I covered the phone as best as I could and told her to stop. My phone started to come back on, and I was flipping through it to make sure. It worked, but it was grainy. I then said something like “Okay we’re good.”

Then things flashed to a house, it was small. In fact it was one of those houses that you can move. It was her and I all alone, we talked about our aspirations, things we wanted to do in the future, describing about opening a shop of some kind. Then we talked about each other, then things started to get intimate. She climbed on top of me and we started making out.

Later she offered to make dinner, I decided to help her. So we prepared, I grabbing pots and pans, getting the food, and I got things from high places she couldn’t get, at one point I think I almost fell, but caught myself and continued on, then I got called into work again.
It was in the evening and it got dark out and there wasn’t that much going on. I was thinking about my father and how he was doing. I was on top of a ladder, re-stocking the shelves, then I saw my dad walk in. I greeted him and continued to work. It was then I noticed something wrong. He wasn’t speaking to me, and he stood there with complete silence, and an expression on his face like something was not right. I then asked him what was going on. I saw my supervisor walk by, acknowledging me and walking right passed my father as if he wasn’t there.

That’s when I understood everything, my father had just died and his ghost came to me. So I said “Oh shit, dad don’t tell me.” He nodded his head indicated that my suspicions were true. I then say, “Fuck…okay, how did it happen?” Since he couldn’t speak he was only able to make hand gestures. He made hand gestures saying that he was climbing up a ladder, to bring down a heavy object from a shelf. He lost his footing and fell off of the ladder with said object, which fell on top of him and he died.

Afterwards I woke up, and was happy to hear my dad’s obnoxious snoring again.

10.12.2013

Killing People With Bookshelfs (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, this dream clearly didn't have a script. It's like David Cage's Beyond Two Souls meets Apophenia's desire for self-fulfilling prophecies from unrelated occurrences to create some Stand Alone complex. Even that attempt for analogies didn't make sense.


My perspective for this dream was mostly looking as an over watcher of events while being able to pick and choose how certain occurrences would be implemented to cause a chain of events. I was lucid throughout the part with the killing people with bookshelf, but after that, I'm not too sure.

I believe I had to make sure a character I'm focused to was led to safety. They had to encounter several dream characters that looked like Black Ops, soldiers, and other military and espionage related themes. Instead of having to get the character to shoot the people, I decided to be tactful with the environment.

It seemed that while the soldiers that were facing off random gun firing from the opposite side, they were completely oblivious to how the objects around them could easily injure them or even kill them. There were probably some explosive barrels, but I decided to just move the bookshelf that seems to be conveniently the same length of the 4-5 dream characters lined up right in front of it.

So the bookshelf falls down and they die or pass out, and I proceed to move to the next area where I would have to do a similar activity. Other than that, I can't recall what happened at this point.

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10.12.2013

I'm Black Cat Walking Through a Post-Apocalyptic/War Environment (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to have taken the form of Black Cat from the Spiderman franchise.

Spoiler for black cat:

WHY DIDN'T I GROPE EXCESSIVELY OF MY NEWLY ACQUIRED BREASTS AND REAR IS THE MILLION DOLLAR QUESTION.

This dream was weird in its plot, though actually having a dream where the dreamer would prefer finding the script than following it isn't really too surprising. And finding an actual starting point is difficult since it may end up in back tracking to another dream shifts. So I'll just recall moments where I was lucid.

I'm strutting my stuff like nobody's business in my tight-latex-wearing female embodying existence. The outfit texture resembles the one the Bayonetta chick wears:

Spoiler for bayonettaaa:

I had a cluster of emotions during this role as a female. I felt confidence and ready to pounce on anyone.

I mostly felt sensations around my back that were tingling so much that I was wondering if my knees would become weak from this really overwhelming surge of sexual and euphoric feelings. Since I'm a female, I took the initiative to find some random male dream character and prepared my right hand for a brutal smack in the ass.

Then I continue walking without showing a sign of wanting to see the dream character's response, and now there seems to actually be a script that I ended up following for this dream.

The dream shifts to where I'm starting to become more aware of the sensations of my back, almost as if my back had some kind of multi-range rape contingency and prevention system or something.

I'm walking through some areas that seemed to have been demolished either through construction work, or some post-war & post-apocalyptic setting to it. The overall color scheme for this environment consisted of very milky cool colors along with the dominant being light gray.

I made this deduction seeing how the walls and the flooring had some kind of light pasty gray color to them. I could see the massive accumulation of crumbles from the buildings in a few areas along with the twisted and stripped metal bindings that sustained the building's composition.


The area I was active in by this point seemed to have been me trying to escort a man to safety. At this point, I feel like I wasn't Black Cat anymore, and was shifting in and out with my dream self and her body as well. Eventually I started to look at her, and was wondering if I'm the guy she's escorting to safety.

I noticed that I started to get a bit anxious and cautious of any scenario where I had to watch my back. I think the Black Cat entity that I took a full embodiment possession of wanted to give me assurance that I wouldn't have to worry about anything.

Other than a few dream characters that came out of nowhere which I had to kill with a silenced gun I believe, there wasn't a lot going on for this dream after that.


Too bad this isn't a dream where I had good control of my movements in first person perspective, it was more of just being aware of movements in third person and spectator view.

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10.12.2013

Ice Sword and Water Sword Combo (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I recall for this dream is seeing a dream character that resembles Haru Glory from Rave Master holding a sword.

Apparently the sword is called an "Ice Sword" based on the information that shows up as a HUD next to the character that's shown in 2d. Apparently the Ice Sword transforms when you have the Water Sword or something in a certain state to gradually build up into something that I can't remember.

The dream setting was night time, and had a dark blue overlay atmospheric vibe to it.

08.12.2013

Bleached Blonde Female Demands That She's At Least 2 Year Older Than Her Partner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm shirtless and I'm wearing long black pantaloons with some dark brown boots I believe. The environment is snowy and very cold to the point where I literally start shivering after being more aware about it.

I'm not really having full control of my body, I'm just speculating from a distance of my dream body walking with someone. The girl in front of me that's walking backwards in front of me while I'm walking forward looks familiar.

Her visage fluctuates between a realistic face and an anime face that's similar to Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex's female character faces. It's smooth, fairly big dark blue eyes, and long bleached blonde hair. She's wearing a dark green jacket and I believe is wearing a skirt of some kind.

The first set of colors that come up as I'm recalling this is some kind of checkered red and black skirt that only goes all the way down to the mid-region of her thighs. But other occurrences with being with this female involved her wearing a light milky blue skirt that extends more to her knees.

Apparently she claims she prefers being in a relationship where she's two years older than the partner. For some reason I stopped a bit to do some kind of calculation despite not knowing when her birthday is. I visualized words of the months passing by and fading away in the environment up to the sky. A noticeable number was "15," and then I decided to stop it altogether since I didn't seem to be getting anywhere with this.

After standing around there passively for a while, the female is really close to my face and resorts to the anime style visage before turning her back at me and conforming to the realistic human face.

Spoiler for Contingency note so I can remember which blonde in waking life she resembled:

She still looks oddly similar to the blonde chick that kept showing me lewd poses of herself in clothes in the past when I was younger.

Keywords to distinguish her: Netherlands, blue party hat, model, crap I hope she doesn't even find this dream in the first place.

Except her hair is tied up into a ball, and she's even skinnier than before. It's almost as if I was interacting with her younger form, maybe 3-5 years younger as of the year of this dream journal entry. After that, it seemed she started to fade away like a regular dream character that seems to just exist to fill the cold and empty environment with some activity.

The buildings themselves had a dark violet overlay on them, which felt like a weird combination with the color of the snowy environment. Other than various cool colors, something about this dream felt really weird, I just can't put my finger on it.

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08.12.2013

I Have to Take the Other Route to Heaven (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Oh, this dream....and the fact that I just happened to watch a 3d animation video on some skeleton trying to get to heaven after it...








Anyway, since I didn't really care much for the content of this dream (i.e. making it into a chronological pattern), I'll just give a brief list on things I recalled:

• The environment resembled Meltokio from the Tales series (specifically Tales of Symphonia)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
• There were all sorts of religious, angelical, and other symbolism and archetypes within this dream.
  
• There was a large white cloud that served as a barrier from me getting to the other side of the city. If I were to get near it, a random cartoon entity that seemed to have resembled the image of God said I would have to take an alternative to get to Heaven.
  
  I think I'll take the mode of belief with the casual atheist and impartial agnostic route for this dream like an older friend and I seem to garner a predisposition to, thank you very much.
  
  
• Dream characters seemed to have emulated the art style for Tales of Symphonia 1, and I recall seeing someone wear a Pope-related costume. The large semi-oval hat with a pointy tip at the top consisted of a dark blue color with some gold-colored markings.
  
  His robes were mostly a milky butterscotch color with an overlay of pasty milky brown...as if I can really give actual color names...
  
  
• This area felt so real to me, but I wasn't lucid for very long seeing how I reveled more into this dream emulating me actually going out on an adventure similar to the Tales series.

• It's just one of those dreams that would make one contemplate if they were to switch their perception of reality and make the new one their quotidian lifestyle instead.
  
  
  
• The same God-related entity gave me a thumbs up and a wink with his left eye when he was telling me I would have to find an alternative way to heaven. And he wasn't even a three-dimensional entity, just your basic 2d entity that somehow made some fade transition that was slapped on the screen I was looking over in a bird's eye view.
  
  Jeeze, could the higher self bird's eye view implications be a bit more prevalent here?
  

That's all I recall, at least in the spectrum of trying to cohesively make a chronological pattern here. The rest would've been environment descriptions, which would be another mini-novel by itself.

From what I remember,it was night time when I saw these two couple that I've never seen before have sex right in our backyard. In a little bit though, it was daytime already and we went in to watch a zombie movie.
We were sitting on the couch and in the T.V. I saw a person turn to a zombie after 10 seconds of behind bitten or somewhere around 10 sec.
And then something happened. It was like my conscious has moved to another area where I somehow brought the zombie into my dreams and they started invading.
When I Got back at my house, I saw a couple of zombies coming for me. Luckily for me, I somehow turned into a parrot and was able to fly up into the air for safety.
I flew to my next door neighbors roof and looked around. I saw a Pig next to our garbage and zombies were just ignoring it. I kept watch for a little while and then I woke up.

07.12.2013

Miley Twerking Cyrus Look-a-like is My Dance Partner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a mall with a group of dream characters that are closely related to the Teen Titans main characters. I wasn't aware of this immediately, but they showed up later on in the dream.


I had brief moments of lucidity and shifting back into a non-lucid state, and was surprisingly experiencing as if I passed out at some point.

I recall that I ended up doing a cosplay of Cyborg, and apparently there's some kind of costume event or competition. Apparently I was supposed to gender bend with the Miley Cyrus counterpart within the dream, and I started to feel myself turning into a female for some weird reason.

Though it was mostly just people putting a wig on me and some awkward occurrences I probably don't really need to remember at all. They finish at some point, and then I felt like I was passing out, and the dream started to get blurry.

At some point I wake up in the dream and found myself inside a very restricted room. I get up slowly and found myself back to my original dream body. I believe I was wearing a vanilla suit with a light blue dress shirt along with vanilla dress pants. The room I'm in consists of a basic turquoise or aqua blue color, and it felt like I was in some kind of containment more than being in an actual room.

I open the door in front of me slowly and poked my head out. The environment beyond the area I'm within consists of a contrast warm color of various shades of red. It's obvious that this is a large auditorium, and I looked at a group of individuals sitting in the front section about 20 feet diagonally to the right of my current perspective.

I saw all the Teen Titans characters except for Robin, and they glanced over to look at me most likely as a reflex to see who's coming out. It seems that there's going to be a lot of individuals coming out eventually, so I took the initiative to get out and find a seat as quickly as possible.

There's not really much goals I had in mind other than to see what was going to go on here. I ended up picking a random row and seat that was about 30-60 feet away from the door I was originally at. I could feel a sense of warmth within the dream environment, which was fairly surprising considering how an area as spacious as this would generally be a little colder.

I sit down, and I had a feeling someone was going to sit next to me. I looked to the right and saw a Miley Cyrus dream character counterpart wearing an absurd hairstyle. It was as if her hair was plugged into an electrical socket to try to emulate a Don King hairstyle, except it was more spread out laterally in this case.

She was wearing super short shorts that consisted maybe of a dark swamp green color along with a V-blouse that was light swamp green without any sleeves. Then her visage started to change and deviate a bit to resemble someone very familiar, I just can't put get it out of my tongue unfortunately.

She has bleached blonde hair streaks along with a dirty blonde color as the dominant color. She's looking at me and smiling, which somehow makes me smile and then laugh uncontrollably on how silly she looks like. I laughed so much that I had to put my hands over my face and started using my left or right hand to tap my knee rapidly.

I just couldn't take it anymore, and other people started laughing at her as well, but she didn't seem to mind it too much. She started to crave the attention and walked a bit more confidently as if she was going to pump her arms in a semi-circular motion. I take my right hand and tapped the empty seat to the right of me to make a gesture that she could sit there.

She continues looking at me while she's going through the small gap in the row I'm at and seems to pass up my offer, but eventually sits to the left of me. I can't recall anything after that, so I guess we ended up watching whatever was going to happen on stage.

The Bronzy-Gold Blue Train

So, immediately into the dream I become conscious. I'm standing in this weird as Hell late 1800's train that's swaying back and forth with this lady in front of me. If that's not weird enough, I realize she's made out of hues of bronze, gold and royal blue: Not unnatural in the form of robot-like, just strangely painted like the rest of bronzy-gold blue train. She has this matter-of-fact look to her and says "Boner's axe rock." before sitting down beside what my brain automatically recognizes as her pure bronze husband in a gold top-hat. Kinda creepy, as they're the only people on the train besides me.
But, this made perfect sense to me! It meant: "Keep walking."
I'm shifting my way down the train, securing my balance on the gold-blue booths that line the train sides and I cross over to the next car. At first everything looks pretty normal in the new section, but as I start crossing to the next section, things start floating. The booths rip from the floorboards without any struggle and float at about mid-level. I was chill, though, and just kept walking through without really paying any attention to it, but as I reach the end and put my hand on door handle, they all rise up higher and start vibrating violently. So I opened the door, and they just dropped to the floor like they died. Mmm, pretty lame.
This car was pretty cool. Blue plants that were closest in resemblance to thick vines grew from the walls and floors under the booth to form "people" without faces and made entirely of vines wrapping together. They stood just beside the booth and moved with a really weird cracking and stretching sound as they reached out to touch me as I passed. Almost mid-way through, one grabbed me and I could feel just how cold those vines were. The dude really needed mittens or something. I just sorta looked at his face-less face and he let go. None of the other plant people tried to touch me and I got on the next car without issue.
So, the last car was colored like you would expect: Dull tones of reality with soft red vinyl seats. Nobody was in the booths, but brown and black luggage filled the racks. A desert landscape passed at blinding speeds outside the faint-blue tinted windows, but I just kept walking onward, wondering what would be in the next car. Now, if you're not familiar with the doors between cars, they tend to have window so you can see if the chain-cross between cars is unstable. However, the window decided to act a mirror, because that's apparently its choice in that universe. The car I had just walked through had lost its normal color scheme for the traditional bronzy-gold blue colors of the dream. Normally, I would have just brushed this off, but behind a person(me? he looked nothing like me, though) this giant silver-man with phosphorescent sickly green eyes stood breathing heavy and staring at me. He looked something Venom from Spiderman. But...More disproportionate in the shoulder and head area. Still with the creepy-ass tongue, though.
I was kind of freaking out at this point, so I did what any logical person would do: I turned around instead of getting out. I saw the room as the reflection had told me, and the Silver Venom just started running at me like a man-gorilla would. Then the entire scene went blinding white and beige as someone turned on the lights and woke me. God, I hate those people.


The Hunting Dogs

I quickly fell asleep after the jerk got his notebook. Who writes at two in the morning when SOMEONE ELSE IS SLEEPING?

This dream is quite a bit more simplistic in nature. The environment was a frigid winter forest lined with every kind of tree you could think of under a thick blanket of snow. It was afternoon-y for the entire dream or at least the sky was red with orange and pink layers. Soft snow on the ground glittered like rosen crystals and tracks of the most insane creatures twisted around brush and trees.
And where was I? I was on a giant red wolf decked out in full fur pelts with a bow that was probably twice my size. Two dogs from when I was little were on either side of us: A grey Irish Wolf-hound and a Golden Retriever. There isn't much to explain about the dream, except that I went riding around like a boss, shooting flame-spitting boar the size of trees and yelling at huge condors until they came down to take me into the sky to hunt griffins. A couple seven-legged snakey things came out of the woodworks and we chased those down too. Then there was a Wyvern(spellchecker is 'tupid,) a giant cobra that stripped tree branches as it climbed them and a demon-thingy.

Wasn't a bad night.

Quite grumpy with myself.
The alarm was set on 5 am - I woke up half an hour before - and neither did I journal - nor get up.
I have a marvellous ability to not hear an alarm, when I just slept a little bit before it goes off.

But I know this - and I also have to deal with it, if I need to get up for work.
Actually - I used to have a really monstrous alarm-clock - but it disappeared with my last removals.
The new monster will not be enough for work - good test, sort of.

So - dream-recall gone from there - to make it worse yet - I got again ripped out of sleep later by angry doorbell-ringings - my husband had forgotten something on the way to work and was too lazy to search for his keys - well - seems they were somewhere, where they don´t belong..
He didn´t like my reaction.
Me neither in hind-sight.

But there is something interesting anyway:

One dream had me going shopping for clothes - funny - this also comes up time and again.
But it´s been a long time, I actually went out and bought something new to wear - or even went "window-shopping".
Maybe I should ..

Anyways - I was there - and there was also a very nice and attractive woman - maybe in her 50s.
I didn´t like myself in anything - mainly because I had some skin blemishes - bit of acne, like I had it in my teens.
But I was my current age of almost 40.
So - she started rummaging for a make-up.
Found it - told me to sit down and close my eyes - and I received a wonderful face-massage with this application procedure.
It was very sensual - and after some meaningful looks back and forth - she took me back home to her, after her shift was over.
I was watching the ongoings until that - enjoying the "show" of other women coming in and out of cubicles with ever new interesting outfits - always keeping and eye on her, and she back.

Suffice to say - we took this quite a lot further - and it was a very, very pleasing dream.

Since this is also a first as far as I know - I shortly thought - maybe it is a sort of residue again - being a bit disappointed with my self about having had a male body two nights back and not exploring it or using it in "specific ways".
But maybe not.
Got gender experimentation on the plate this week it seems.
Oh well - I like it!

In the first one, he just came to my birthday party. I remember giving him a big ol hug (the only kind of hug you CAN give to a beasty piece of meat like that), and saying something like "Nothing makes a little girl happier at her birthday party than when her favorite celebrity shows up!" He said "awwwwwww," and I remember my head was chest-level to him (he's 6'7" or something), and I could hear the "awwww" rumbling in his chest. THen he pushed me to the ground and we started making out. As the dream faded, so did he, until I was left holding a book. I don't remember anything about the book, except that when I opened it to the copyright page, all the way at the bottom, filling the tiny sketch of a dragon, it said "Ophelia Productions." I was left with the feeling that Kevin knew this, and he would find me again. Then I woke up.

Sure enough, I had another nonlucid where Danny and I went to Kevin's wedding. Now, in real life, Kevin Durand is on my celebrity card (you know, the only person you're allowed to cheat on your spouse with.. Danny's is Sandra Bullock). Anyway, throughout this whole dream, Kevin and I are walking around the church, prior to the wedding, holding hands. And I'm thinking to myself, "this is ok, because he's on my celebrity card." But then it starts to dawn on me that probably Kevin's wife to be isn't going to be so accepting lol. At one point we go check on her, and I shake her hand and meet her. This seems to have a fucked up effect on Kevin, because he gets really flustered and kinda sweaty, like he suddenly got a fever. So I took him to another room, fanned his face with a magazine, and wiped his sweaty hair from his brow. I asked him if he was alright, but he was pretty unresponsive. Too bad because he looked good in his tux, minus the jacket. He sat on a cardboard box full of fruit, and started playing with the fruit, when I woke up.


mmmmmmmmmmmusclesssssssssssssss

I dreamt about the girl of my dreams apparently, it was something like a slideshow of our life together you know... About how i meet her, how i mimic everything she does to show her my affection, she sees that ofcourse, i behave like a nerveous trainwreck, but she still loves me. At a certain point i get better and our whole life becomes this sunset fairytale, where we hold each other tight, look into our eyes drunk with love and ofcourse kiss like there's no tommorow, my whole life i spent with her... In the beginning when i met her i was seeing the whole thing 3rd and rather than me there was this hella awkward guy. (Guess that'd be me in a different form) So i approached her at a bus stop and tried to talk to her, upon not succeding i just asked for a hug and she gave me one, i saw myself jump around filled with joy, after that it was the happiest moments and only that... but it isn't so vivid anymore...

Anyways, dream life goes on and i find myself in this wierd art classroom with only like 8 or 10 desks and a wardrobe shelf (yep) in the corner of the room. I had stolen a painting and everyone thought it was mine, so ofcourse i accepted the praise and whatnot, but i had acctually stolen the painting from an abandoned house.
After that a teacher came to me and started giving me shit about some other thing and i threw my coffee at him in the presence of the whole class. He didn't do anything about it he just dissapeared...
I went to the wardrobe shelf thingy at the corner of the room to put my stuff in it, but only not on the acctual shelf, but a mini shelf attached to the side of the whole thing. Then i looked to the side and i saw that girl... i think she smiled at me. Then we started cleaning the whole room and putting up christmas decorations. After we were done, two teachers came in and started commenting on how they thought we couldn't do it and they were very proud. I looked at my right again and i saw her smiling at me... Then i woke up and did a WBTB (unsuccesfull)

Now it's my birthday, not the exact date, but a couple of days earlier and i'm having a party at my house. I'm waiting for people to tell me happy birthday, so i could correct them, but no one seems to even know that they're at my party... No wonder, my guests are no other than Kris and his friends (not really friends in the waking life) I'm standing in the kitchen and no one's there so i decide to go upstairs and check around. I see a light coming from my room, so i go there. I see Kris and he says "Congrats man! You chose the right room!" And we begin a tour of every room of my own house, while they are rhyming and singing and opening doors and i see people in the rooms doing exactly what Kris is rhyming about. At one point he was rhyming about an old man with a rubber dick, so you know that was fucked up...
So the whole thing turns out to be like a birthday present for me. At the end of the tour we end up in my basement and upon opening the door i saw three corridors. To the left was a corridor full of ugly chicks, the one on the right there was that girl... taking a shower, and in the middle corridor there was this like conference room, with a conference desk and everything only it was situated on clouds and there were like 6-9 people sitting on both sides and a guy sitting in the master seat or whatever.There are mini clouds infront of everyone sitting there on the left they are greenish and on the right black. For some really idiotic reason i choose to go to the middle room instead of the right one, where the girl of my dreams is... so those people at the conference room start talking about destroying earth and stuff and before they could finish their demonic plan i was back at the entrance to my basement, then Kris asked me which room i chose and i told him. He called me a moron and i woke up...

and im procrastinating.
but my dreams have tended to be absolutely bizarre and slightly negative lately.
i have had a number of "trying to wake up really hard but i can't" dreams. and false awakenings.
i also am really aggressive in a lot of dreams, like the one i had with matt when he randomly visited me and i was all pissed bc he shouldnt break our vow to not talk, but then after i felt really bad about it bc i was a bitch. and also the one where i was pissed at alex for prompting me to go to AA. OH SHIT and i had this marathon dream where i was literally a homeless boy and i was like ... ok it's way too complicated to even begin to describe but it involved this surreal video game type car thing like the rainbow infinity level in mario where u drive that little cart around on the rainbow lane and its so easy to fall off and if u do u fall in space, which is all in the background. basically i was pissed at amanda in that dream too, she's still in my dreams often and still as weird as ever in them

i am lovin the surreality (which is the art i'm studying in art history, probably prompting it) bc its fukin bizarre and interesting and outta this worldddd yo

barely lucid lately. slight moments mainly with flying.

i really should not be writing this bc of my final in several hours but this ones pretty damn weird....

so me alex mom and mom's whole side of the family were on vacation in hawaii. alex me and the clot boys were playing a super smash bros type game or some videogame. they were drinking and alex had straight up vodka and was drunk, which never happens in real life so it was weird. anyway so jeff was drunk too and he was like trying to do something weird with this box of wine that involved carrying it and throwing it really hard. to make it easier for the person who had to complete that task, he shook the box and broke all the bottles n i guess that made it better i dont fukin know. so then alex goes to grab the box and throw it, but i was like "wait but theres broken glass sticking out of that!!!" but he didnt care bc he was drunk and then he picked it up and then it fell on top of his hand.

alex looked with a horrified look at this forearm- it was broken off, his hand was gone, and there was this little plastic knob like barbies have when u break off their head. i thought that was weird but nonetheless we all were horrified for a moment and didnt know what to do and mom was screaming oh and joanie was there and then i was like WE NEED TO GO TO THE ER!! NOW and i randomly just pulled this fire alarm and i guess we happened to be in a hospital, such a subtle convenient dream switch, and rushed him over.

in the end he was fine but idk if his arm was broken off. dad told him he needs to go to AA. i was pissed bc Dad forced me to go bc mom and dad thought it would be "inevitable" so i might as well go with him. i was pissed at alex for doing that to me. they gave me an AA schedule for the week and said i need to go once a week. i freaked out and was like "IM NOT GONNA LEARN ANYTHING I HAVENT ALREADY LEARNED IV BEEN TO THOUSANDS OF FUCKIN MTGS!" and basically just went off on this tirade about how i dont need it and blablabla.

i think i lost that fight. then there was this whole portion of the dream where i wanted ranch and ketchup for this mass in n out fries order for the whole fam. i found ranch in the kitchen and was worried about the expiration date bc it looked gross but it said "expires 2064" on it so i was like damn i guess its new n fresh. i was mad that i didnt think to ask the person that ordered in n out for extra sauce... but in the end i made it work.

ari was also in the dream and she was trying to find me a swimsuit from her collection or something.

Unedited straight from the iPod
Disturbing content. Discretion advised.


We were at Cathys house. Denise(glencliff) was asking how to post pictures on some website. We showed her how and she posted picture of her breasts. I went to her website and admired them lol. Everyone went to bed except me. I walked towards the stairs and laid down on the floor. I was chanting 6,6,6 and crawling slowly. I don’t know why I was doing this by the way. As I continued to crawl towards the stairs. I noticed fire in my peripheral and I started burning. I pushed on through the pain and started crawling upstairs. It became more intense as I progressed. Eventually it maxed out and I was on fire and my vision had fiery tracers distorting my view. It felt like I was floating around and I went into Denise’s room. She was naked and asleep. I touched her and she screamed. In response I ran to my room. The fire had stopped as well as the tracers. I laid sat down in worry. Jonah came running to her room. I left my room and went to investigate. She told Jonah a demon had “raped” her. I acted as if I knew nothing. Jonah said she had burns down her back. I started to mumble to myself, “I knew that shit was real, the devil is real.” I was frightened by what I had done. I went into Denise’s room and comforted her. Afterwards we started having sex for some reason. We used a bunch of condoms. Then she started to bleed and wanted to stop. Denise suggested I eat her out, which was disgusting under the circumstances. I declined and then a machine came in and opened her vagina. Her vagina enlarged into a flower. I sat in amazement. The machine became a sex toy and it was inviting me to give it a try. I declined lol. Then another machine connects to it and unopened tuna cans slide in. the machine opens the tuna cans one by one. It continues to do this and prepares food for us. We follow the shute and we end up in some foreign mayan land. We begin to eat as someone joins us. He pours soup in his “section” it starts spilling and leaking towards me. I start making remarks about my superiority over him. saying “if that soup spills in my river I will kill you” I then realize he is above my position and I ask for forgiveness. He laughs and the land starts to elevate vertically. My hands become covered in soup which turns in to paint. I start sliding down the patterned floor. I paint it as I slide down. It is beautiful. At the end I have painted a historic landmark. I tell denise how cool is it that I have done this and i am your boyfriend. She agrees and kisses me. I then fall further into a lake. I wake up at grandmas house at the bottom of the stairs. I see a different version of my masterpiece replacing the stairs. I walk towards the kitchen and sit down. the tv is on. It is a commercial advertising gaming. showing 3 handheld consoles that play old games. It shows grand theft auto and It becomes reality. In the game this girl is running really fast swinging num chucks. She’s beating innocent pedestrians. She approaches a cliff and starts pushing people into the water. some of them cant swim. It turns out the girl is denise. she then jumps in and begins to save these old people drowning. She saves some but most drown. As she starts searching for bodies she finds me tangled in seaweed. she pulls me up and i have rotted underwater. she pulls me up on a mayan style area. she screams and runs. i become very bloody and fill the area with blood. My “spirit” comes out of my body and I go after denise. she continues to run. I then start crawling again. I call this the anti crawl because this time I am praising god. I am burning at first but it gets less intense. Everything becomes filled with light and joy. I reach an ending that looks like a fireplace. but it is filled with light and holiness. I then start to float vertically into heaven. I was at peace and was very happy. But I never reached heaven. I instead reached a black void. I reasoned God did not allow me in due to the first evil crawl. As i was in this void a voice spoke to me. It sounded like Seth Rogen. The voices name was Sid. He explained i was in a vast consciousness. I looked through this circular window and saw stars everywhere. The voice explained I could do whatever I wanted. I tried flying around but was entangled in something with this floating Conscious voice. He started telling me that my name was Frank now. I wanted to see denise. that was my goal. I started to fall in this space like void back to earth. My spirit joined an old mans body in my grandparents house in my old room. I laid in bed in the dark looking around wondering what was going on. I started to edge my way out of the bed and hit the floor hard. I tried climbing back up but had a lot of trouble. I saw a hospital wristband on my right arm and read it. It said i was frank and i was 95 years old. I couldnt get back in bed. I looked to my right and there was Jane elmore. she stood up from her wheel chair and went to get help. nurses arrived and put me back in bed. they were all around me attaching things to me. There was this huge cylinder stuck to my chest filled with yellow fluids. They told me I was going to die. I asked to see jerichos girlfriend. they knew who i was talking about and went to get her. the doctors continued to poke at me and talk when a nurse brought denise in. My eyes were closing slowly until I saw her. My eyes jolted wide open and i died. Denise was frightened and confused. the nurse escorted her out. I started to ascend into heaven again but was not let in. I was back in the conscious void. I started to reason to myself heaven and hell were not real. nor was the demon. I reasoned that consciousness was the source of everything. i continued to float around forever conscious at peace.

these dreams started when i was 13, i don't know how or why but they feel familiar. they don't feel like dreams, they feel like memories. and for some reason they scare me. its like a story in my head that i cant get out. but for some reason i fell in love with these dreams and I'm writing them down so other will know.

my dreams starts by a blinding white light, so bright i put my hand to shield my face. then all of the sudden its gone and replaced by a warm yellow glow. it makes me feel safe, it feels like home. I'm dressed in a long dark blue dress that has long flowy sleeves and a sliver belt with a beautiful design on it, my hair which is a dark brown, so dark it looks like black is beautifully curly and flowing down my back. i am a young girl, maybe 4 or 5. i don't know, but i know I'm very young compared to all the people that surround me. they're all tall, beautiful, graceful, charming, intelligent and most of all they are the most kind hearted beings in the universe. they are not all humans, there were other beings some with different colour skin, some with really different body shape, some i cannot even try to describe. it doesn't matter who they are, but i know all of them and all of them know me. they smile down at me and twirl me on my toes. i love it, i feel bliss, i feel joy, i feel like nothing can ever come between me and this happiness. i absolutely love this place, it was home i knew it.
looking around i saw golden pillars that twisted like vines and looked like a tree bark, they were tall and the branches intersected with the other trees they made a huge circle that surrounded the entire hall. it was a big hall, with the golden twisted pillars all around me and a huge glass dome above. through the glass dome, it was not stars that shined down upon us. it was the universe ! so splendid and vast. with all its colour shining down on us, it felt like a fairytale. i cannot even to begin to describe it to you. words cannot explain its beauty.
"hello princess" i turned around and looked up. and beautiful man stood before me. he was tall (obviously ! i was a child) with dark golden hair like a setting sun, eyes so intensely blue and shined like to universe (to me) a chiseled jaw and a very sculpted body. he was beautiful. he knelt down before me and asked me to dance. i liked him so i said yes. he stood up and took my small hands and twirled me around the dance floor, there was a lot of music in the air, and i do mean the air. sounds of flutes, harps, violins, cellos and pianos. they blended beautifully together.
then it stops, not abruptly but i feel like i need to go to someone. the man smiles down at me and bows. i smile and turn, running into the arms of a women. she is my mother i can feel it. she is beautiful. long hair thats like sunshine running down her back, she's not thin but a real women figure, one that is pleasing. a fine fair face that has two blue eyes. not as blue or intense as the mans but still beautiful that hold a motherly love for me and all things. she whispers something to me but i cannot remember what it is. then a man is standing next to her, and i know he's my father. his hair reached just a bit after his shoulders, its a chocolate brown. he has green eyes which are intense and loving yet at the same time fierce and strong. he has a strong build and is a soul match for my mother. they are the definition of a man and women. to me and everyone else with us.
my father then says something i don't remember but then he says "give this star to our beloved daughter, our lovely luanna" he then opens his hand to revel a beautiful light small and beaming. I'm still in mothers arms, she is sitting on the floor with her arms around me. she gets up and nudges me towards my father. he bends down and holds the star in his hand. hesitatingly i put my hands together and wait for my father to put it in my hands. he kneels down and gently passes it to me.
it was warm and soft. i didn't know stars felt like that. it had a beating pulse like it was alive. it enchanted me. my mother then knelt down beside me. i asked her "what should i do with it ?" she smiled a soft humorous smile and told me "you can do anything you want with it, you can put it up with the universe to bring new life. you can put it in your room to have a light or you can keep it safe with you or someone else" i looked at the star wondering what should i do, everyone was looking at me, all smiling at me. there were not more than 300 of us, i looked around the room till i saw the face i was looking for. he was standing near the back, with a crowd of people surrounding him. i walked towards him as fast as my small legs could carry me, they parted to make room for me. when i reached him, he was surprised as to why i came to him. he knelt down and i smiled at him. i said "will you keep my light safe for me?" he looked shocked as i think everyone else was, but then he smiled a small sweet smile and said "Id be honoured,...princess". he held his hands out like i did "carful its warm" i said as i slid the star into his hands. he then stood up, bowed and walked away while i was running back into my mothers arms. i thought though i saw my fathers face slightly frown as i was running back, but i didn't really mind it.
and hugging my mom is when i wake up. it tormented me for weeks after i had this dream. it felt so real, so distant, like i wasn't home. and i knew this wasn't going to be the first.

Again a DILD - this time without any prep at all - went to bed when the morning wasn´t even early any more again.
And this time - the realization came from one of my most persistent dream-signs: the house, I grew up in, and which is not standing anymore.
This time, I realized this, when I was there once more - but again - without WBTB and earnest WILD activities - it was low lucidity and only a short episode - ending not in waking up, but dreaming on non-lucidly.

So - definitively I will go for the extensive preparations next couple of nights - wondering, if I might not go into upper league of the competition after all.
If I get somewhere control-wise and have a longer LD then - I will.
Well - at least, if I get a TOTM done, I will.

This short LD had me almost without day-time-memory again - so I went exploring the surroundings a bit by flying about - and that was it.


The following dream is in my memory to a greater extent, than I will write it out here - since there were some weird censoring worthy things going on as well.

Too lazy now to put it all down - just the memorable bit for now:

I sat at a table - it was supposedly Christmas eve - but I was there with a friend of mine - having a festive dinner.

There was a bit of back and forth with what to wear - and since it was summer at the same time as x-mas - I had opted for a neon-yellow bathing-suit as my top under some blazer - to later go swimming in the lake.

Then along came a guy, I know from school with a friend - and started out making fun of that - how that would be totally out of fashion, neon-yellow, and how otherwise he would have maybe found me attractive..

I felt totally un-embarrassed - rather a bit superior to his fixation on such an unimportant detail - and started teasing him.
Drew him in more and more and sort of hypnotized him with doing some this and that.
He started singing - and me back - like a cheesy musical - but then - it came:

We switched perspective - I saw myself in that outfit singing at newly male me - and once I sang back - him/me had suddenly a full force opera-tenor voice.
He had only sung normally before.

So I blasted the place with this amazing voice of mine - but after the duet - or within it - I changed back into myself.
Oh yeah - and I wasn´t interested in the guy any more then, but had an interesting conversation with my friend at that table.

With all the bad to non-existent dream-recall over the last years - maybe I often was male - but not to my knowledge - this was a first for me as far as I am aware of it.
Not being lucid - of course I didn´t explore the new possibilities for making the dream even more censor-worthy - shame that..