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Fragment One: I'm practicing Glow sticking again. I'm using pink glow sticks, which is weird because everytime I practice my daughter ends up wanting the pink and my son wants the blue, so I'm stuck with green, orange or yellow. I haven't practiced with Pink in waking life yet.

Fragment Two: I'm in a crowd, and I see Snow from that latest Final Fantasy game (XIII?) from behind.
(and because I'm hot linking a google search and that pic might not show up, http://images.mmosite.com/answer/dic...431411b3b7.jpg ) I am aware enough to realize that It can't be the REAL Snow because he's just a video game character, so I'm assuming it's someone cosplaying. I can't get over how much his hair looks like Kurasawa. I start trying to make my way through the crowd towards him, but he is slipping through the crowd as well so I can never get closer. He looks back at me and smiles a few times, and I realize his face looks like Kurasawa's face, not like Snows face at all. (Bigger eyes, smaller nose, clean shaven... those are the most obvious differences, lol) I want to catch up to him and ask him if he is Kurasawa, but he keeps a very steady distance between us. At one point I stop and so does he, and he just watches me until I start to walk towards him again. Then he smiles playfully and keeps moving through the crowd. So frustrating!

Dream Three: I'm with my friend A when the phone rings. It's my friend N, and she is telling me about some free ultrasounds place that will let you know if your pregnant or not. She wants me to meet her there because she's going to get a free ultrasound of her baby. A and I go to the free place, but when we get there, A says she's never had an ultrasound before as she's never been pregnant and she wonders what they're like. I convince her to get one of the free ultrasound pregnancy checks so she will get all the experience. She asks me if I want one, and I assure her that I don't need one. I had plenty of ultrasounds with both my kids, no more, thank you! So she fills out some papers, and a nurse leads her back to a room. I stay in the lobby and when my friend N shows up, she's already had her baby! I'm so happy for her, and coo over her beautiful little baby boy. I think her baby is really a girl in WL, lol. A comes back out of the back room, and I notice her belly looks funny and puffed out. I find this odd as she's really the skinniest chic I've ever met, like less than 100 pounds skinny. Turns out, she's preggo and didn't even know it! I'm worried because I'm pretty sure she never wanted kids even though her husband does. She seems happy about it though, and she talks ecstatically about it and shows off the pictures so I assume it's all good. Then we're leaving and have to walk through a crowded parking lot to get back to my car. The rest of the dream is kind of fuzzy. Something about my dad's girlfriend getting pregnant, and she's years younger than him in the dream though she's about his age in real life. I think my cousin also turns out to be preggo in the dream. I remember thinking it's a good thing I know I won't be pregnant for a long time or I'd be getting scared, lol.

Dream Four: I'm in a batman suit, about to zip line down from a building to a clearing in a graveyard. There's a woman with curly red hair standing on top of the building threatening to cut the zip line. I keep trying to tell her I'm not the guy she thinks I am, but she insist I'm a guy named Caleb who broke her heart. Finally I take a leap of faith and just zip line down hoping it'll take her longer to saw through the line than it'll take me to reach the bottom. When I land I'm in front of a Grave that says "Nancy" on it. No last name, no dates of birth or death, nothing but the word Nancy. A lady is standing behind me again, but it's a different woman. She's telling me that this is a false grave built to hide something so that I could find it one day. She tells me the real grave is by a road somewhere and gets no visitors. I wake up.

I first started out in a desert someone around a destroyed city. I've seen this desert before, or at least felt I have. I was standing on a dirt road, making my way towards the city. It was a little dangerous to try and leave the desert I was in, as there were people who would punish me for leaving. On my way, I found a boy in a wheel chair. I never questioned why he was in one, but I decided to help him make it in to the city. I grabbed on to the handles of the wheelchair and made our way towards the city in front of us. At first, it didn't make since. From a far view, the city looked a lot like a destroyed city filled with trash and dirt flying over the city. The scenario changed. Before I knew it, I made it in to a school. And the weather also changed. It was raining and the clouds were covering the high skies. I was standing in front of the high school hallways. If I had to guess, I'd say it was my old high school. Pacific. People were walking around the classrooms and through the hallways as they would in reality. I was still in charge to help this kid in the wheelchair make his way to where he had to go. I was taking him down the hallways until something strange happened. I kept a good eye on the students all around me to identify familiar faces. I didn't see too many at the time. But I did see one. However, it wasn't one whom looked like the one who they looked like in reality. But I never did get a chance to remember her face after all this time. Her name was Stephanie. It was a girl I like in 8th grade, when it took me a while to get over her. Once I saw her, I knew I had another chance at meeting a beautiful girl. I do like another in reality but seeing Stephanie's face again gave me some hope. But this wasn't the only the time I saw her in this dream. I'm not sure why but, after seeing her the first time and making my way through a few more passageways, I saw Stephanie again. I'm guessing I really miss her. Anyways, this is where things start to get more different. Me and the kid finally made our way to an open area. It look so familiar and so unfamiliar. I left the kid there and continued making my way to my classroom. I was on my own on this one. I did have something in my hand though. I had some kind of metal pipe in my right hand and a smaller one in my left. I'm not sure what they were used for, but I never bothered throwing them on to the ground. I walked towards the corner of a hallway in front of me and continued walking down the hallways until I reached the front of the school. Once I finally reached the front, I turned over to my right and walked towards the last classroom. I also noticed that the time changed. It was now night time. I'm guessing it was D-3. I'm not sure. The numbers on the doors were too faded to see. I didn't see anyone there. There was a unoccupied area there. Right next to it was a wall of ground where people were able to sit down and wait for the teachers to announce that the session is ready to begin. I looked down at the wall of ground and tried to find a number that relates to the classroom number. I walked too far. I did hear a teacher yell out a class number. It was Mrs. Kelly, one of the old teachers I had in high school. The classroom was about 2-3 classrooms before this one. I was a little embarassed and walked back a few steps to the classroom. When I finally found the classroom I sat down on the wall of ground, put down the stick of poles, and waited there until the teacher allowed us to go in. I saw an old friend sitting right next to me. It was one whom I had known since the 6th grade. I forgot what I had told him though. For a few seconds more, someone behind me told me that the class session has started. I got up and turned around and walked in to the classroom. I was walking in to Mrs. Kellys' class. It was a bright classroom. And the tables looked the same as they would in real life. I sat in a corner right next to the teachers desk. There were a couple more kids sitting to my left too. I think I knew them for some reason. They seemed to be friendly around me. The class was to fold a piece of blank paper in half and make some kind of definition chart. I think I had a little trouble trying to make one. I was new to the class, so I wasn't sure how to finish up the project. A boy to my right was also new, but he was the one who was trying to help me out. I didn't know this, I sort of felt it. The teacher also helped me. She was sitting in front of me as she was working with some papers she had in front of her. She looked busy as usual. I've always liked this teacher as a person and the way she handled the classroom. She also looked at me differently in this dream. Because I was always shy around her in reality, I feel like I've changed a lot ever since I last had a talk with her. I never bothered to turn around to see her facial expression as I was working really hard on this project. There was a word that really pointed out to me. Some of the words were so clearly written. But there was only one word I could read. It was on the left side of the folded paper and it said, "Availability." It was a pretty nice dream seeing my best 12th grade science teacher again!

I was visiting weird planets with Yuya as I often do in a rather deep dream that had been going on for multiple hours.
Then this happened:

There it is, a feeling all too familiar that I have not experienced in a long time.
I am scared... so fucking scared.
Fortunately my body reacts on its own, powering up and thus protecting me from the overwhelming pressure off the aura that has just appeared.
I know this feeling all too well, even though it has been such a long time since I've last experienced it.

This is very unexpected.
I have lately gone out of my way to get into trouble, because there is nothing like the fear you experience during a fight where your opponent is actually strong enough to kill you.
But in such fights, it is more of a mixture of fear and excitement you are experiencing.
The feelings of a true fights are difficult to explain, but there's a very special vibe to them that is oddly fascinating.

But this... this isn't.
There is no excitement, there are no feelings associated to those of a good fight.
This is pure fear.

Usually I gradually power up during fights, trying to find a good balance so that I am on a similar level to my opponent, because that makes things most interesting.
But this time I'm not. My body instinctively powered up all the way.
And I will need every single bit of strength if I want to survive this.

Fucking Templars who hunt me down because the god from their delusions told them so.
If only they weren't so ludicrously strong.
I can't afford anything less than a perfect level of concentration.
The first time I encountered one of them, I had both Yuya and Silver with me and I still came close to dying on multiple occasions.
To top it off I only managed to win the fight by using an ability that I can only use once every few years.
And that was a stray Templar, possibly weaker than the one I'm facing right now.
http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...dragons-18805/

The second time I was in a room full of portals, and managed to make a run for it.
This time I won't have a choice. We'll have to fight.
They are so fast that I won't be able to draw my phoenix wings without creating a very short opening, inevitably resulting in my death.
Yes. They are that fast. There is zero room for errors.

"The true lord demands your death Anassasi."
"I couldn't care less about your delusions."
"Oh but you should. Your death is inevitable, regardless of how much you try to resist us."
"The Templars will hunt you for all eternity."

He plays with his staff in a taunting manner.
It's odd. Regardless of how much hate there is during a fight, if both parties have considerable strength, there is always a certain degree of respect. Even if it is only the respect in your opponents strength.
And an element of excitement, because only rarely do you have the opportunity to go all out if you are this strong.
But with Templars there is none of that.
There is only the urge to survive.
And them? I'm not even sure if they have feelings at all besides hatred for certain dreamers.

I know that WakingNomad has encountered them as well. I used to call them Paladins, but after reading that he calls them Templars, the term has somehow emerged into my dreams.

Yuya has casted her water spheres and her aura is clearly on edge. But even like this there is an inexplicable beauty to her aura, even if she is ready to kill.
If only our truly overpowered abilities would work against them.
They are immune to both my dragon eyes and Yuya's water extraction technique.
I'm not sure if they have any water in their bodies.
They have a certain artificial look to them. Maybe it is because they never show any emotions besides hate.

"Today the dragon will die."

I grip my katana tightly. It is fully of energy and vibrates strongly in my hand.
I am perfectly focused on him. I am waiting for the slightest of changes within his aura.
There is is! A small twitch... and he is gone.

He appears right in front of me, but I was perfectly prepared for his blink and am already midway in my own blink, bringing me only slightly out of reach of his staff.
It hurts!
I had forgotten that any proximity to their aura causes a feeling of pressure so strong that you think it could burn off your skin.
But it doesn't feel like the heat of fire, it is what I assume it would feel like if you got an acid burn.

It's go time.
I charge towards the Templar and clash my sword into his staff.
I cannot comprehend how their staffs can deflect such power. It doesn't feel like they charge any energy onto them.
Any material should easily break in such a situation if you don't.
Yuya is throwing her spheres against him, and occasionally casting high pressure water beams into his direction.
But they are simply deflected by his armor in the same manner his staff is deflecting my sword.
It is so frustrating.

My aura is right at the edge of hurting my own body. The vibrations are only barely bearable.
I see the sky red and the clouds burning. My blood is boiling.
In such a state I need to be careful not to accidentally damage my own body.
Yuya is pushed slightly outside of the battle my various pressure attacks.

"Do you know how we kill a dragon?"

A device on his staff activates and my katana is teleported and trapped against it.
He smiles and charges at me with his staff.

"The last Templar who thought so is long dead you fool."

This trick may have worked once, but I'm not falling for it again.
I cast my katana away and re-materialize it in my hand.
He didn't expect this. Maybe I can force a small opening.
I skillfully bring myself into a better position.
Yes! This is perfect, I got him at a dead angle.
I charge all the energy into my sword that I can manage and swing it against the right side of his abdomen as he passes me.
I can feel it clashing against his armor and releasing all of its energy. A perfect hit!

Coldness. Shudder.
I blink instinctively, but slightly too late.
A sharp pain emerges from my left shoulder.
How did he manage to reposition himself like that?
He was to my right and I clearly hit him hard.
How did he manage to cut into my left shoulder?
And why the fuck does his staff have retractable blades?

The situation calms down as we all got some space between us.
Fuck, I have to fight on my own for a split second and I'm already wounded.
I feel blood slowly streaming down my arm.
Usually the dragon aura would naturally take care of it and close the wound, but there's something about a Templars aura that prevents such in-combat healing techniques.
I cast fire onto the skin surrounding the wound and burn it shut.
It hurts, but I have so much adrenaline in my body that it isn't as bad as it sounds.

Then I notice that Yuya is wounded as well, though only superficial.
She has a small cut on her left arm, and she appears to have frozen the wound shut.
This is not going well.

I inspect the Templar in the hopes of spotting some serious damage dealt by my last attack.
There is a dent in his armor.
Are you fucking kidding me? I landed a perfect hit!
I hit him so hard that the changes of air pressure around him caused extensive damage to the ground surrounding us.
But his armor? A fucking dent?
How are we supposed to beat him?

The fight continues, but it quite frankly isn't looking good for us.
He manages to land near-hits on us with nearly every try, whereas all of our attacks bounce off his stupid armor.
If only Silver was here. But he isn't, and he won't come.

I'm starting to become exhausted.
Templars don't seem to suffer from this issue. The longer this fight will drag on the worse our situation will become.

Alright. Time for more risky tactics.
I lower my katana slightly, giving the Templar an opening if he charges me head on.
And sure enough he comes right at me.
Time nearly stops. I see him slowly approaching me during one fast leap.
He's moving so fast that pressure waves are building around his body.

Yuya's aura is clearly alarmed. She is very worried about me... and... so am I.
Was this really a good idea? What was I thinking?
I haven't used this ability in years, I can't even remember it properly.
It's to late to question it now... just go with it.

I slightly lower the dragonic energy in my body. Any hit now and I am most certainly dead.
I shift all the energy into the right side of the blade of my katana.
Then I rapidly focus phoenix energy within my body.

This is a horrible idea. It is so dangerous to do this.
Dragonic energy is demonic in nature, whereas phoenix energy is divine.
Like fire and ice. Matter and Antimatter.
Any mistake will rip my body apart.
I do not have the experience I had a few years ago, and even then, as mad as I was, I respected and feared using both energies at the same time greatly.

My eyes and my dragon tattoo begin to hurt intensely.
They are being attacked my the divine energy.

I increase the phoenix energy until it reaches the same level as the dragon energy.
Then I funnel it into my blade as well, but on the other side.
I now have two independent energy circuits running through my blade and body.
But they draw their power from the same source: my aura.
I need to divide my concentration.
Half of it to make sure I do not kill myelf.
The other half to coordinate my attack.

My katana begins to vibrate heavily.
I turn the dragon energy into heat. A heat greater than that of suns, probably only matched by the pressure within a black hole, something only a dragon can do.
With my phoenix energy I do the exact opposite. Absolue zero. The temperature at which everything stops, an ability exclusive to wielders of divine energy.
Both touch only at the edge of the blade.
This causes the laws of physics to break down.
Such opposing forces cannot occupy the same space, yet they do at the very edge of the blade.
An intense pressure vortex forms around my blade because the air surrounding it no longer has any idea how to act.

I swing my katana at the Templar, who is now only centimeters away from me.
The intense pressure emerging from my sword closes the opening I gave him earlier.
This has to work. This is one of the most powerful techniques I know of, and I am risking my life to perform it.
It is not a dragon ability, nor is it a phoenix ability.
It is my ability. Mine alone. A combination of powers only I could use on the most extreme level.
If this doesn't hurt him nothing will.

As I swing my katana towards him. I no longer manage to contain the force within.
Some energy leaks out, causing intense vortexes around us.
It emits a pure, blinding light.

And then, they finally clash.
My katana and his staff.
The explosion of energy is beyond anything I've ever experienced.
My senses shut down to protect my body from the intensity of the situation.
It is like witnessing the big bang. The emergence of a sheer infinite supply of energy from a tiny point in space.

My senses slowly recover...
The energy in my body is completely unstable. Both the dragonic and phoenix circuits have completely shut down.
As my vision normalizes I can see the disaster I have caused in front of me.
The entire landscape is partially frozen and partially on fire.
A huge crack in the landscape, starting at my feet, reaches kilometers into the distance.
At some points it is multiple meters wide.
And that was caused by nothing but the side effects of my technique.
The energy released by the attack was all directed perfectly towards the Templar, none of it touched my surroundings.

I turn around, still in slow motion.
He must be dead. Please be dead.
As I turn I notice my katana burning in a bright blue flame.
It is vibrating at an immensely high frequency, emitting a very high pitched tone.
No other material would ever have been able to contain the energy needed for this attack.
It was forged using parts of my dragonic and phoenix energy,
designed specifically to be able to hold these forces for short periods of time.

And then I see him, turning around as well.
Our eyes meet.
He is not dead.
And he is angry. Properly mad.
He swings his fully intact staff back into an attack position.
We are so screwed.

But then, a flicker of hope.
The chest plate of his armor shatters and drops to the ground revealing a long cut reaching all the way from his shoulder to his abdomen.
But even though the wound is deep, no blood is coming out of it.
He is clearly wounded though.
But so am I.

My aura took quite a hit. It wasn't him though.
Even though I controlled both energies perfectly I still damaged my aura.
But the damage is low and mostly superficial.
Small arcs of lighting are shooting across my body because of it.
I'm still operating my aura at the absolute maximum. The arcs are caused by energy leaking out of the tiny damaged spots.

But then all the hope I just gathered vanishes.
A second Templar emerges from a portal.
And the first one doesn't even seem to be in that bad of a shape after my attack.
We need to run. We need to run now.
But I don't know how.

Energy emerges from below the ground. Yes! There's still a chance.
During the short downtime Yuya managed to collect a huge concentration of water below the ground and cast her Leviathan.
It bursts out from below the ground and both the Templars disappear within it.
An attack of truly godlike proportions.

But this won't be enough time. It'll buy us maybe a tenth of a second, not enough to cast my phoenix wings and get us out.
I need to buy more time.
I blink towards Yuya and summon the huge phoenix wings on my back, and focus as much phoenix energy as I can.
I will block a single attack.
This should provide enough time for Yuya to draw a portal.
Maybe portaling will buy us enough time for me to use the phoenix teleportation, which they cannot follow.
This is one of the situations where it is truly advantageous that we share our thoughts.

I stand strong before her, surrounding us with a divine energy shield.
I'm putting all the force that I have left into it.
Yuya is casting a portal on the ground in the mean time.
Point one of a second... come on!

A beam of light breaks the Leviathan body and hits my energy shield hard.
A purely energy based attack.
The ground around is disintegrates under the force.
Only the parts within my shield remain intact.
But I won't be able to hold this for the tenth of a second we need.
It will collapse too early.

I start shrinking it to conserve energy.
Right now it is encompassing my huge phoenix wings. I won't need those to survive.
I shrink it all the way down until it only protects our bodies.
My wings burn to ashes as they touch the outer limits of the shield.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
How long can a tenth of a second last?

My wings are nearly completely gone now.
We are kneeling, the shield diameter is down a meter and a half.
And then finally the portal forms below my feet and we fall through.
We enter the wormhole created by the portal.
Blood from my broken wings streams into it.

It goes far... very far.
Yuya casted a portal towards a location much farther away than I've ever been.
This might buy us the time we need.
We emerge from the other end of the wormhole, onto a barren planet.
I immediately summon the phoenix wings on my left arm and try to make us enter the fabric of space and get us home.
Yuya nearly collapses under the exhaustion of having casted this portal right after the Leviathan.

The wings materialize and I can sense our bodies shifting into the fabric.
Both Templars appear out of nowhere closely in front of us.
But this will work. This is enough time.
The wound I caused on one of them is already in the process of healing.
What the fuck? How... ?
The other one smiles at me.

"Run little dragon! Run! We will get you soon enough!"

Followed by a maniacal laughter.
Finally we disappear into the fabric of space and are transported to Haven.
As we emerge, we drop to the ground exhausted.
My entire body is shaking, either from fear or because I pushed my body too far, I'm not sure.

"I'm sorry. I thought we had more time."

I knew it would happen. Somewhere deep within I knew it would happen after I fought the first one of them.
He was weaker, sort of a run-away or something, no longer obeying the Templar collective.
I never imagined that the others would be so much more powerful.

"I need to become stronger... much stronger."

She looks at me in a very sad way.
I have never seen her sad before. She is always so happy and full of energy.

"I'm so sorry. I did not bring you back for this, I don't want you to have to fight again."
"Of course you didn't. But it is inevitable. I will have to fight. I will have to fight again."
"If this is what it takes to be here again then I will fight... "

I look at my still shaking hands.
I am so strong already. So immensely powerful.
Yet, I still stand no chance against them, no chance whatsoever.
Not even in a two on one fight.
I think about the journey ahead of me.
I'm going to need help... I'm going to need a lot of help...

Hey, everyone! Summer is here which means I have more time to post more dreams!

For all of you reading this that haven't heard of the Warriors of Dreamviews click here.

About the volcano: "Haleakala Volcano: Our troops were attracted to some powerful source of energy located inside the Haleakala Volcano area, it turns out though that it was a large trap and now we have many high ranking officials trapped. Our forces there are outnumbered 50-175 and we are in dire need of weapons. Id suggest you save the supply truck in the grand canyon before going here."

I decided to go to the volcano first anyway.

Method: WILD
Location: Base Outside Volcano

I was laying in the middle of a dirt street, right by a large, white tent. I knew that this was the recruitment office and the dream warrior base close to the Haleakala. I walked inside the tent and saw a small hole in the ground with a ladder leading me down. I went down and found myself standing in front of a wooden desk.

A tall man with long brown hair looked up at me. He was wearing a blue robe that reminded me of a snuggie. He asked if I was interested in joining the war. I told him that I would love to join. He gave me a form to sign. All the words on the page didn't make any sense, but I signed it anyway. He told me that if I signed that form with bad intentions, I would have died right then. That was how they kept spies out of the base. He said several spies have tried to get in already. He then said his name was Bryan and told me it was time for me to duel in a spar. They wanted to see how good of a fighter I was. If I won, I joined.

Bryan led me deeper into the base until we reached a shiny, metallic door. It opened automatically after a few seconds and we walked in. The room was fairly large, made almost all of metal, except for the middle. There was a square area in the middle area made out of dirt. I went up to it but something kept me from walking in. Bryan told me this is where I was going to spar and that invisible walls were keeping me out until I was ready to fight.

Bryan took out a small device and started to type something on it. I heard a buzzing noise and saw myself in the arena. He told me that I had to duel my doppelganger. The only rules of the spar was that we didn't kill eachother. The first person to knock the other out won. The doppelganger didn't move and started to creep me out. I told him I was ready....

He gave me a sign and I walked into the arena. This time the invisible walls let me go. The dirt had heat radiating from it. 1...2...3...GO! The doppelganger charged at me. I had a weird feeling he would try to knock me off my feet first. Sure enough, he came sliding trying to kick my feet. I jumped up and landed on his back before he reached me. I grabbed his back and a bright white light emitted from my hands. We were both shot back against the invisible walls and he was already knocked out!

I looked over at Bryan and he looked shocked. He asked how I managed to emit a white light from my hands. I told him that it was a lucid dream and you could do anything. He still looked confused. (He is a DREAM warrior. He should know this stuff >.<) Bryan led me out of the room and said they were planning a raid on the volcano in an hour and to meet at the top of the ladder then.

I roamed around the base and found some other warriors. I asked them about the mysterious energy source inside the volcano that drew the others in. They told me they figured out there was a sort of "second sun" inside the center of the volcano. The sun is where the Drottnar was getting their energy. It put you in a trance if you don't have the right protection. It would draw you in and you would need high willpower to overcome it. They told me that tonight the energy would be lower and we would be able to raid. I don't remember them telling me why it would be lower. I then asked about the shortages of weapons and they told me they managed to make some of their own but still didn't have a lot. I told them I would just use some of my dream powers to help. Just like Bryan, they looked confused. After that, they gave me a small sword.

The warriors told me it was time to go. I followed them up the ladder. About 50 soldiers were all gathered at the top. One handed me a small orb and told me it would make me invisible, which is how we would sneak up on them. I touched the orb and felt a pulse go through my body. Everyone else was gone. So we took off and stealthy ran across the green field towards the volcano. As we got closer the suns energy started to pull us in. I snapped out of it, but a couple people went absolutely crazy. They dropped their orbs and ran at full speed into the volcano while yelling. Crap.

Some Drottnar saw the unmasked ones coming up and alerted everyone else. Right before we were about to raid about 140 Drottnar came out. They had a dark red aura all around them and were pale as vampires. A feeling of cold swept over me. I had my sword and we all charged. The enemies didn't even look intimidated. They walked slowly towards us. I saw the Drottnar putting their hands on the dream warriors. A red glow lit up their bodies and the dream warriors were turning into Drottnar....

Warriors everywhere we dropping. There was only about ten of us left and I was warding everyone off with my sword. When I cut them with the sword, they started to heal at a fast rate. It looked like we were loosing. I could still feel a pull of energy on my body kind of dragging me along.

Screw the sword. There was water nearby and I decided to try my favorite dream power, water bending. I put my hands out and moved the water through the air towards me. It surrounded me, forming a large sphere. I told what was left of the dream warriors to come inside and stay close to me. I let the water build up and suddenly let it shoot away with full force. Most of the Drottnar slipped and fell down the volcano. I noticed when water touched them the red aura suddenly vanished. The pulling sensation from the "second sun" got weaker. Much weaker. There was a loud bang and they were all gone.

The other dream warriors and I went back to base, and figured out that the water did something to the Drottnar. It might help us greatly in future battles. We believe there are still Drottnar in the volcano and their plan is to turn the lucid dreamers into them. After that, I woke up.

This dream probably lasted around 40 minutes and was very long and realistic. It had to be one of my favorite dreams I have put on DV yet! I wish I could somehow take a video of my dream and show it to you guys! Maybe sometime in the future...

Thanks Suck4luck! I hope more people join the battle.

This is the cloudiest one. I remember something about a black man standing next to a train track. A train that is glowing through all its windows appears and just kind of rolls by with no train track. The black man stares at the train kind of wide eyed. This dream felt really third person.

After that I had a short dream about being in a hardware store, looking through the aisles. One of the people who works there asks me if I need anything. I tell her that I'm looking for an extremely thin wire.

I start off a freshman, and the middleschool band teacher is teaching Honors English I. One of my friends is there in a V-Neck. For some reason we just decide to leave in the middle of class. We just kind of walk around for a while and then we freak out realizing how long we've been gone. We sneak back in, the lights are off, the room has no windows and the class is watching a movie. As I sit down, I notice I have some sort of HUD that shows the number of times I can leave the classroom, and it's already half gone. I go in the back room with my teacher and ask him something about a very thin six inch silver wire.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.


Ok, now it seems that i've gotten back into the swing of things with this dream of mine. Although, if i get called on a new job opportunity soon, that may reduce my chances of dreaming like i use too. Soo, what i am going to do is, try and do weekend dreaming.

I'll just save my dreams onto my computer file, and post them whenever i can. Been doing more reality checks with my totem too, so it has appeared quite a few times in my dream i had. Looks like im back on board...for now that is.

Lol, ok enough talking..here are my dreams!


Dream #1 Making moves.

Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream:

Im in my 2nd home packing up some items in my suitcase. I notice that i see my hawk coin totem on the kitchen counter and put it in my pocket. (What a missed reality check there) I go to the den and start putting some clothes in the suitcase, and trying to hurry up. I go back into my room and my celphone rings and its Natalia. She tells me..

(Natalia talking)

"Don't forget to stop at your 1st home, we need those files."
I tell her ok, and start looking around to see if im forgetting anything. I hear a cab blowing outside of my house, and head out the door with my suitcase.


Dream #2 How to take care of business.

Im in a hotel projected as Natalie Raitano for some reason. Its night time, and im holding a guy off of the edge of a balcony telling him to give me all of the information, or else i will drop him. The guy is screaming and yelling as im holding him by his ankles. I notice Blaze is with me too. She says something about we can always moniter his calls or something like that.

"Oh yea, that is true huh?"
We pull the man up and i grab him by his collar and tell him to make the call now. He starts calling someone, and thats all i remember there.



Dream #3 Getting closer.

Im still projected as Natalie Raitano, and im creeping thru a long hallway.

There are corners that i stop at, and peep around while holding a silencer. I see a few men waiting by different doors and i shoot at each one of them. I now make my way thru one of the doors, and find a huge table with a list of names on it. I become lucid right here though only briefly, a man enters the door and asks me if i can help him search for someone. I told him who was it, and he mentioned his daughter. I leave the room and ended up walking with this old man, and started losing lucidity here. The man starts talking about how he wishes he could go fishing, or some shit like that..and i ended up waking up because of that.


Dream #4 Top Secret.

Im in a room with this dude in a dim lit room, and he starts telling me stuff about the goverment is out to get him. I try and tell him to relax and not be so paranoid, but he says that it is true and wants to show me something. We head downstairs to this basement and there are a bunch of people in capsules, and people hooked up to machines and shit.
I become lucid seeing all of this, and reach in my pocket staring at everthing and rubbing my hawk coin totem. I asked the guy what was his name and he told me he wishes to remain anonymous due to potential possiblities of him being watched or something like that. I then ask him..

"So how did we find eachother?"

"Na bro, you found me!"
I start becoming even more lucid to the point i began talking with him about stuff like wars, and poverty, and religion. He starts telling me that its all a set up from the jump or something like that, and that he only wishes that more people would wake up. I asked him how can i find him again and he says..

"Shit, you the dream navigator. I don't know how to navigate dreams like that man."
"How did you know that about me?"
"Cause they told me about you."
"Who?"

The door upstairs is kicked in and he starts talking to me in code, and giving me certain numbers if i ever need to look for him again or something like that. I try and repeat the numbers, but he insists that we will meet again. He tells me to keep teaching people thru their dreams so we can build our nation back to the way it use to be and to be safe. He sits in a chair, and straps himself in with a device hooked up to him, and dissapears.
I hear men upstairs talking and footsteps coming towards the upstairs basement door.
I start running thru the basement looking for a way out, but find no exit. I decide to fall backwards.



False awakening


I wake up in my 2nd home on the basement couch, and trying to remember the last dream i had. It hits me..I don't live here anymore, ans i better wake up before i forget the rest of the dream. I wake up for real, and record the dream.



Final dream. Building a team.

Im in my 2nd home in the basement talking to a bunch of different people about dreams. (Don't become semi lucid or lucid) I start handed out totems to everybody and giving each of them a homework assignment on reality checks with their totems. Thats all i remember and wake up.

We were standing on the surface of the asteroid; the three of us, Alexia, Martin and I, stood for a moment admiring the sight before us. Off in the distance was the space ship that had safely carried us from our home on Earth and through the void of space. Our work had begun, I was supervising this venture, one of the first missions of its kind; we had arrived with the goal of mining precious minerals from the asteroid as it passed across the outer reaches of our solar system.

As we shifted our gaze from the mighty ship that had carried us so far from home, we observed two of our team carrying out mining operations some 20m from our position. Alexia, Martin and I made our way on foot across the surface of the asteroid; the gravitational field generator on board the ship interacting with our suits to grant us the sensation of gravity similar to that of Earth's. Enormous tube-like apparatus protruded from the asteroid grinding and eating away at it's surface and carrying the rock and precious minerals back to the ship for processing. In the distance other workers could be seen standing beside the giant tubular constructs, and light high-speed 'scouting' vessels moved effortlessly in close orbit scanning for areas of significant worth.

BOOM! A massive explosion echoed through out vox-communication system in our suits, and the ground tremored violently below us. I glanced back at the ship as I witnessed the last seconds of an explosion tearing at its side. Suddenly, the gravitational field began to fail shifting without warning and we began to slide down what was now the side of the asteroid; realizing the very real threat of being pulled down towards the edge of the gravitational field away from the asteroid until we were no longer in it's grasp free to drift away. The angle sharpened dramatically. Alexia grabbed by suited right arm as I reached for a hand-hold and Martin did the same. Then my worst fears were realized, this was no accident... one of the scouting vessels opened fire upon us, narrowly missing us as we clawed to hold on, the reflective windscreen masking our betrayer, but for a brief instance when I thought I recognized the shadowy face within. Alexia still holding on to my right arm, the fingers of my gloved left hand digging in to the crumbling surface of the asteroid. It was no use I couldn't get a grip, below the thin surface of first was smooth dense rock. I looked down at Alexia who still held on tight, and then hopelessly back at my left hand as I willed it to dig in deep, laser fire still bombarding the surface around us. "Yes!" My fingers successfully digging in to the now vertical surface. I shot a glance over at Martin who had found a similar hold. My heart skipped a beat...

One of the laser rounds glanced Martin's shoulder. Losing he's grip he fell away from the cliff-like surface arms outstretched desperately trying to reach us as he fell further and further beyond the 'safety' of the field. The scouting vessel hastily flew off out of sight behind the asteroid.
.....................

Back on board the ship, destined for Earth.

Having survived the disaster and encounter with the scouting vessel we regrouped with the survivors and hastily departed the asteroid and attempted to re-establish contact with Control. Fortunately, while any losses were greatly regretted, given the scope of the event, things could have been significantly worse. The interior living areas were quite homely (looking quite like my mother's living room in fact), in order to reduce the feeling of distance from our true homes back on Earth. The survivors talked amongst themselves. I conversed in an small side-room with our remaining senior officers and Alexia as we discussed the sabotage and the one responsible. We believed the culprit to be a young man, only a few years older than myself. While my father owned the majority holding, this young man had gained a significant proportion of the ownership and while not actively being involved in the business had ensured his seat on board the ship. He had previously shown traits portraying him as callous and manipulative, though only a few of us were privy to such insights. As we talked he entered the living area across from us and joined the others; that face... it had to be him.

While he had a larger share holding than myself, my father was recently deceased and I was expected to be granted his majority holding and the other's looked to me to make the final decision... Would we wait until we arrived back on Earth and put him on trial? Or, would we handle this quietly ourselves?

A Recent Peak

I recently saw a women's lib chick. I did the Step and Lean to get a better view as she leaned over. I got several good looks.

Last night I woke up to go to the bathroom and started thinking about her and ended up dreaming about her.

I was with J, I saw her breast. Her nipple looked funny, but her breast was really, really soft. That was the story at least. I don't remember feeling it. One of us said something about it and the other explained why it was so soft. I wish I could remember who said what.

A Dream Girl

I was in a weird setting. I don't really remember what it was, but there were girls about. I ended up doing a reality check and my hand kind of looked normal, then I had a thumb and 4 stubs.

I was off on my hunt. There was one really pretty girl with long, dark hair and I went to find her. I did find her and started kissing her, but my dream fell apart.

I had an FA, but I didn't fall for it. Thinking I was awake, and very disappointed, I did an RC anyway and I was still dreaming, so I found J again.

I told her I like small breasts like hers. She told me not to be shy, so I started feeling her up. This was more vivid than the other dreams I had.

I felt the bottom of her breast, and then forced my hand up to feel the rest of it. I got my hand around the rest of her breast. I didn't ever feel her nipple, but it was really nice anyway.

The End

At first everything is random and nonsensical. Then I realize I'm pregnant - at the doctor with a blood test with confirmation. Yet, I've been pregnant for some while. DH is happy and I am happy, yet reticent. Not sure when this happened or how - no memory of that. The rest of the dream is making preps for baby to come and the psychological transition to becoming a mother.

Next appointment at the doctor - I learn that I am pregnant with a little boy and he is dead.

The dream started with me being in my room, I was in the middle, hidden in a pile of strange stuff, it looked somewhat blueish. A lot of people were coming in but I had the whole room filled with poisonous gas while pinching my own nose (and not noticing I didn't even have to breathe...) so they all died while I just waited there, until the S.W.A.T. came in to stop my evil deeds. They had guns and stuff so I had to came out, I was supposed to kneel on the bed, putting my hands on my legs so I couldn't do anything bad anymore. I complied but I didn't really care, and a moment later I started to RC for fun, the first time in a dream I was looking at my hands as a real RC.
Look at the hand: 5 Fingers
Count the fingers one by one: 6 Fingers...
Look at the hand: 5 Fingers
Count the fingers one by one: 6 Fingers...?
It started to hit me I was dreaming, I tried to see the 6th finger and there it was, in between my thumb and my pointing finger. Suddenly I was on a weird cliff in space, trying to stabilize through the WSS. However somehow it got swallowed up by a passing asteroid, and my lucidity along it. The asteroid was apparently dangerous to a planet which was close so I crushed the asteroid into fine dust with whatever ability, I have no clue what I did. Then the dream became hazy and I only remember random stuff with a weird species, then I fell back into sleeping, probably non-REM.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Got lucid through a new reality check - good
Immediately tried to stabilize - good
Fell back into the dream - very bad

Quite An Experience [Non-Lucid]

A lot of this dream is hazy and hard to remember, but there was a good amount of detail to it. I was in some kind of casino/theme park and I was apparently in some sort of gambling debt to a group of Japanese businessmen. A bar waitress or something comes up to me and she's asking for the money, claiming that I can give her either 5000 yen or $5. I was looking through all my cash and all I had was a bunch of bills to represent my yen which are probably not even remotely right, though none of them had any numbers on them, and a $10 bill. First I asked the waitress to help me with my yen but she wouldn't cooperate, then I asked her if she could take the $10 and give me change and she refused, she said it had to be $5. Eventually the businessmen were angry and got some thugs to take me hostage and brought me into some kind of strange storage room where I was tied to a chair and placed in front of a panel of the businessmen with guns. There was some other guy on the floor to the right of me, in the fetal position. They said they'd been torturing him because he owed them money, and that his last name was Eriksen. I took that to mean he was an imaginary relative of Marshall from How I Met Your Mother. There was also a cat lying on the ground to the left of me up by the businessman. One of the men closer to the left suddenly gets up and scream something about how he hates torture... or loves torture... or something... but it was a really passionate declaration, and then he SHOT THE CAT. I try to get up but remember I can't, and I start saying "Look, I have a $10 bill!! Can't you just take it and get your $5 out of it!?" and they were like "Oh, you do? Okay then!" Suddenly the scene had changed to being at a movie theater, and we all started complaining about the fact that this wasn't the movie we payed to see. I can't remember what the movie was about anymore, but I sat down at a table and noticed that Kesha was sitting across from me. She looked severely drugged up, she was constantly swaying and her eyes were barely open, and she had a smile on her face like she was high and drunk beyond reason. She started asking me for advice about how to move beyond some fight she had with her friends where neither side wanted to back down, and I was telling her how she should stop dwelling on the past and just live in the now and apologize. She seemed happy, then someone distracted me. I can't remember what they said but I do recall knowing that we were suddenly watching the correct movie now. Someone gave me a contract to sign to verify this and I did, and on the screen I saw Smash Mouth and there was some cool music playing, but not by Smash Mouth lol. I turned around and faced the theater seats and Ghandi was sitting there on the end. I smiled at him and said "That was quite an experience!" and he got up and said "I know right!!", and walked off. After that I woke up.

Lucid|Non-Lucid|Side-Notes/Awake

So, I haven't had any recallable dreams for the past few days, this might be due to stress and being over-tired, and finals week... I don't want to stop recording dreams though, so I decided to record my favorite dream that was in one of my old hand-written dream journals. Also one of my first lucid segments. This is a short dream, but is the most vivid I remember.

[Dream 1]
I am in a hall, in a huge mansion-looking building. The halls look rich, and decorative but abandoned. I am with a tall african-american man and his son, I think these people are my friends, and I am walking down the halls with them. The son, is about 8 years old, and they are both dressed in rags and are very poor looking. We walk up to a large window with a balcony outside. There are seven full moons in the sky in the shape of an arch. We walk away and the man falls to the ground and starts having convulsions. His stomach is thrashing in and out. Me and the boy are stunned and the boy starts having the convulsions as well. They are both on the ground and I am standing above them.
The feeling of relief you get when you realize your nightmare isn't reality swept over me. However the dream did not stop, and fell to the ground as well and started having the same spasms in my stomach. I wake up and I am sweating and my heart is racing. I am still a little delirious from the dream and I have to take a walk to wear it off. This dream was bizarre to me because the nightmare did not end, even when I realized it was a dream, and also the 7 moons still haunt me and I still wonder what they are symbols for. Joseph's dreams in the bible, the number 7 is repeated multiple times, and represents 7 years. Dreammoods.com says "A full moon signifies completion and wholeness, while a new moon symbolizes new beginnings." But this contradicts the general mood of my dream.

I am riding a bike down the road. It is starting to get dark, and I remember feeling very cold. I'm also starting to get tired from pedalling, so I slow down and eventually stop the bike. I get down, and drag it to the side of the road, where I gently lay it on the ground (there was no bike stand). I sit down on the ground beside it.

I notice that on the other side of the road is a riverbank, and I can hear the faint sound of running water. For a moment, I think about going over there and maybe try some waterbending, but I feel too lazy to get up. I look down and notice that my right shoe is untied, so I reach over to fix it. When I look back up, the riverbank is gone. Instead, I now see a massive church structure. It has a magnificent black facade, with dozens of colorful stained-glass windows. I also notice that it is now completely dark outside, the only illumination being the light coming from the church's windows.

I get up. Weird, I think. My bike's gone as well. I shrug it off and start walking towards the church.

The massive doors are closed, albeit unlocked. They are also quite grimy, mostly from being so old. I easily push them open and step inside.

Woah, this place is huge!, I notice. The inside of the church looks very old and unkempt. There is an altar at the far end of the hall, and where the pews should be, there's just a massive space. There are also a lot of green and orange leaves on the floor.

Out of nowhere, I start to smell apples. At first the scent is really faint like the leftover odor of dilute perfume, but a few seconds later, it starts to smell really strong, and my nose starts to itch.

I look down at my hands and notice that they're very dirty -- probably from pushing the doors which were covered in age-old dust. I clap my hands twice to get the dust off of them. *clapclap*

THOK! I hear something drop on the floor in front of me. I bend down too see it clearer. It's an apple!

I look up to the ceiling and see that it is fully covered with branches and leaves, and there are many apples hanging from them. I instantly get the urge to grab some, but they are far too high, there's no way I can reach them. Unless...

I clap my hands twice again. *clapclap*

THOK! An apple drops and hits me on the head, before falling on the ground. Oww, WTF!, I curse. It hurts a lot. I pick up the apple, and I think about taking it home with me. Eughh this one has a huge dent, probably from the impact when it fell.

Okay, you can do this, I mumble to myself. I look up and focus on one perfectly plump and red apple directly above me.

*clapclap*. Immediately, the apple falls. But this time I'm ready, I take a step back and put both my hands in front of me. PLOP. Perfect catch. I put it gently on the floor, while I try to catch more apples.

I walk around, looking up, trying to decide which apples look best so I can bring them home.

Ahhh that one's nice! *clapclap*.
PLOP. Another perfect catch. Pffft, so easy.

I do this a few more times, inspecting each apple for dents or other imperfections, and throwing out any apples that don't meet my standards.

*clapclap*. PLOP.
*clapclap*. PLOP.
*clapclap*. PLOP.

Soon enough, I have a bunch of perfectly plump and red apples stacked up on the floor. I look at them in delight and eagerness.

Okay, just a few more and I'll be on my way.

*clapclap*... Huh?
*clapclap*...

Wait, why isn't it falling?
*clapclap*... Still not falling...
*CLAP-fvcking-CLAP*!!!
Still nothing...

At this point I'm quite furious. I start clapping like crazy.

*clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap
clapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclapclap*

I don't know how exactly, but at some point in my clapping madness, the dream shifts. I'm still clapping though, apparently for some Asian boy band on a stage. But I can't quite remember what happens after this.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes
　
Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.
　
Well i have not been dreaming my usual epicness like i use too. Soo i certainly can say that it is my own damn fault. I have not been doing any reality checks, work is starting to take a toll, and summer here in Michigan, is just making it more and more difficult for me to really focus on dreaming. I am not going to complain though, because anyone who knows me personally, knows i am not a complainer. So on that note, i have to start back reality checking more with my totem, and by doing more subconscious training thruout the day and nighttime hours too. I hope that you enjoy them anyway, even though they are not my usual epic dreams.
　
Dream #1 Naked and writing in my dream records.

Im in my current home, upstairs in my room writing something down in my dream records. I noticed that i am ass naked, but don't seem to reallly question anything about it at that paticular moment.
　


Dream #2 Kidnapped, by goons

Im in the back seat of a car riding with some arabs. A car pulls up and starts shooting at the windshield of this car im in. The driver, and the guy in the passenger seat get shot. The back door opens, and i am now fighting off these men. I get beat up pretty bad, and end up being dragged off into another car.
　


Dream #3 Tell us what you know!

Im handcuffed in a chair, in this room surrounded by a bunch of arab men wearing long robes and scarfs, and holding guns. And this Arab guy a walks up to me and grabs my face and looks directly in my eyes and says..

"Do you know who i am? Because i could kill you right now with the snap of my finger."

"Fuck you! And you will be sorry you ever.."

(He smacks me and is gripping my hair holding a knife to my throat)

Im breathing heavy at this point fearing what could happen to me. He starts asking me questions about missing people, and what do i know about a missing girl or something like that. Another guy nearby tries talking to him, and calming him down and telling him that maybe i really don't know anything, and he could possibly have the wrong person. So im now battered and brusied up, bleeding and just resting my chin near my chest. That dream ends, and i wake up to record it.
　


Dream #4 Talking about dreams with a woman in my bedroom.

Im laying in bed with this hot supermodel looking chick who reminds me of Gisele Bundchen.

We were not having sex or anything, we were just in bed cuddled up talking about dreams and stuff. She gets out of bed and walks over to the window and stares out the window glancing at the night skies. She mentions something to me about wanting to fly up to the moon one night when she becomes lucid. I mentioned to her that in dreams anything is possible, and she can surely do anthing once she truly believes in it. I don't really remember much here except me and her were downstairs trying to look for some tea that i had, that gives you lucid dreams.


Final Dream. The dancer who calls herself Rosa.

Im in a temple, surrounded by beautiful Gypsies, and belly dancers. This woman who had a look similiar to the woman in the picture, walked up to me and begin telling me that she would like to dance with me. I stand there just admiring her seductive look, and glancing at her piercing glowing shimmering cat like green eyes. She shakes her hips with the sounds of tambourines and tabla drums beating in the background. She is dancing barefoot, and is moving very erotic to me. I get closer to her as she grinds out of control on me! I literally was feeling closer to a climax, but kept cool and just enjoyed the dance from her.

Afterwards, she mentions if i ever want to come see her again, her name is Rosa.

I was walking through the carpark towards the marina, with one of my best mates Max. It was around 6.00pm on a Saturday evening during the West Australian summer and the sun lay low in the sky, soon to be setting over the ocean horizon. Max and I were talking as we walked towards the marina, other than enjoying the company I was wanting to find my mum a birthday present and card.

Shortly later Max & I were sitting in a small cafe/restaurant in the centre of the marina. It was a well lit, outdoor setting but completely undercover, with small retaining walls and long elegant pot plants marking the boundaries; the tables were square with four seats to a table, two either side (this was the only area constructed slightly differently than in reality). We sat at one of the outermost tables, Max sitting opposite me and at least two people occupying each of the other tables; happily chatting and enjoying their meals. Mila Kunis was sitting at the table across from us dining with her mum; I thought Mila was gorgeous but didn't experience the excitement of being in the presence of a famous movie actress, instead I remained cool and calm. A brief conversation followed, after Mila's mother threw a question our way. The conversation ended well and Max & I finished our meals and continued walking around the marina.

After a short walk we past the restaurant again and Mila's mother stopped me and started a conversation. They were still sitting at the same table enjoying a drink, her mother was clearly trying to set me up with Mila (by this stage I really should have realized I was dreaming). After a positive exchange, we said our farewells and carried on our way. After about 20 meters and another chat, I said good bye to Max as he rode a bicycle off through the carpark south of the marina towards the coastal drive. I then quickly turned around and bought a birthday card for my mum ~ mission complete (minus the present... and Mila Kunis... damn it!)