memorable

I was with my friend Julia and a couple of others. We were staying at some kind of hotel apartments. Around the hotel, there were some restaurants. One was McDonald's. I was kind of complaining that it didn't have any breakfast restaurants, like Huddle House or I-HOP. I remember walking down to a sort of tent thing outside of the building and sitting on the top of the jumpy surface. We leaned over and saw some kind of huge pot with what looked like yellow foam in it. I met some more friends from my class here.

Once we were done, we walked back to the building. We entered what looked like my garage. Julia went through the door in front of me first. Suddenly, I dropped all of my shoes. Apparently I was holding them in my hands.

I stooped down to pick up all of my shoes that dropped. I set my three bags on the floor; my purse, backpack, and a yellow duffle bag.

I decided I would put a pair on, but struggled. I chose the flip flops; but I still couldn't put them on easily. So I just decided to grab all three. Julia was waiting for me inside the door, so I better hurry.

I felt like someone was watching me. I looked up. Sure enough, a boy looked at me from around the corner, then hid his face. Before he could walk away, I ran in front of him. He smirked at me. He held my backpack and duffle in his hand.

"Hey!" I yelled, lurching for my bags. He stepped back.
"You don't want to do that." He smirked again.
"And why not?"
"I have a bomb here," He pointed into something in his pocket. "That could go off at any moment if you try me."
I turned around, looking for something to hit him with. But when I turned back around to face him, he was already out the door. I started to run after him, but another boy, a much taller, stronger than the other, stepped in front of me.

"Seriously, don't." He said.
I tried to hit him, on the neck, hopefully that could stun him. I missed because he dodged.
He held up what looked like a chalkboard eraser. "Nested inside here," he said, "is another bomb. Don't mess with me."
I hesitated. Then I heard the door open behind me. Julia came running out, and started trying to hit the guy. We both were trying to throw punches, but he kept blocking them with his strong arms. Eventually we started kicking him, and he eventually ran away. They still had my bags though.

I have reoccurring dreams of unnatural tornadoes. By unnatural, I mean I live in heavily forested mountains. It's always creepy and unsettling and I am always struggling to escape, but can't

DREAM START:
I'm walking with my friends, and we pass by a apartment that we always pass(it's empty.) and Raine Bepler comes out of it wearing safety goggles(safety third)which are neon orange(good color) and hold the same gun i got shot in the finger with but "imagined" it to be modified to shot water filled bb's.She smiles with out saying anything then fires at me and i noticed my "modification" worked and was know shot 3 more times and i was soaking wet.My friends "teleport" ahead of us and Raine's weapon and equipment go away, and I somehow know that we now know we like each other and hug(labor intensive),we go by my apartment(oooo) and i open the door so it's slightly cracked open to see my parents and I appear to say "Can I stay out?" I appear to get an non-clear answer of "Yes" a we appeared in the same arcade I "spawned" in.There(Get ready for some action,readers.) we make out (I broke the record for longest dream-made make out,20.34 seconds)Then she teleports out(Aww,come on!)and the SAME women who is ALWAYS ruining my good dreams is there,looking at me.I "imagined" her out of there and it worked,but she teleported back after a few seconds(WTF?This is MY dream!Get out you Fe-male Freddy Crougar!)she is a short, ginger, and cranky.She remembers me.Then I break a game "accidentally on purpose" (this triggers the 5-6 seconds of my dream to have resemblance of Mine-Craft(I play too much)and she says "you see what you did?" "I'm sorry" I said.She said "Go mine me 5 Diamonds every 5 days!"(5-6 seconds are up) after this a event, a familiar flash of images that I always get when a dream is about to end appears and I appear to be have TWO dreams at once(Side by side like a split screen game)and I notice in the Lucid dream(Original) that im with my friends and I'm explaining how me and Raine made out,"Wow really?" one asked "yup" I said Josh said "Good job!Props to you!"
LUCID DREAM ENDS,I FOCUS ON THE SECOND DREAM:
I'm in a jungle with traps.I appear to successfully complete three traps.
DREAM ENDS

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! Enjoy reading my dreams.


Drank 2 cups of Good Earth Tea For Sleep last night. I also did plenty of subconscious training. And here is what i got!


Dream #1 Lessons of Spirituality.

Im in a school classroom, sitting down at a desk. And there is this Arab lady who is the teacher, explaining to us about our beliefs. She is talking to us about past lives, rebirth, deities, the afterlife, and different roles that we all carry in our waking life.

Dream #2 Whats your dream ability?

Im now in another classroom and there is this teacher who reminds me of David Beckham. He is asking us, what is our favorite abilities, and would we like to show and tell. This one black dude gets up from his desk, and starts telling people to try and guess his ability.

One girl who was white with blond hair said..

(Blond hair girl)

"You must be good with weapons!"

She said it in such a cheerful tone smiling as she said it. Lol

(Black dude talking)

"Lol. Na, i can create fire with my hands though."

The whole class starts cheering and clapping. I notice this girl who was in front blew at his fire and turned it into ice.

(Black dude talking)

"Yo, why did you just do that!?"

(Ice chic talking)

"Aw..chill out man...besides..you looked like you needed a cool down hot stuff."

The ice chic looked pretty good, she had long grey hair, and pale skin, with a silver sports bra on and a whole bunch of different tattoos on her body. She had silver pants and long knee high black frankenstein boots on.

The two got into a bit of a back and forth heavy flirt kinda argument. I remember the black dude saying something like..

(Black dude talking)

"You probably could'nt handle my hot stuff any way Icy."

(Ice chic talking)

"Talk is cheap chili pepper, you wanna go suck on a popsicle?"

(Teacher talking)

"Alright you two thats enough break it up, break it up.

Who else here would like to go up?"

I raise my hand up.

"Ah! Ok, how about you then."

I get up from my desk and shapeshift into The Thing, and everybody is cheering and clapping.
I shapeshift into Some hot supermodel (I think it was Brooklyn Decker or Marissa Miller) One of the girls whistles at me. I shapeshift into Freddy Krueger and lick my tongue out and the class goes crazy laughing as i start wriggling my claws with him.

The teacher says ok, ok thats enough. I shapeshift into Natalia and give the teacher the middle finger and sit back down. The class laughs and the teacher says to me something like..

(Teacher talking)

"Ok mr show off. You wanna show how good you are? Lets see how you do in the sparring class hm?"

5:15 - 5:30 am Did plenty of subconscious training. Went back to bed and did a WILD.


Dream #3 The Dreamprofessor Gives a Lesson In A$$ Whupping!

Im in what looks like a gym, and this one dude turned into a giant black ogre drooling and looked as big as King Kong! He was literally destroying any and everybody who came in his path. I started glowing gold, and my shirt ripped off of me. My pants became more of a looser fit on me, and my ponytail was now just my long golden hair draped to my shoulders. My glasses broke apart, and i casually walked over to the beast whistling the entire time.

The gym now looks like a arena. There are people in the stands watch cheering. The sky is orange, and looks like doomsday almost. The beast is growling and drool is dripping from his mouth. He stands there looking down at me. Im now 6 feet away from him just staring at the beast. He growls at me, i smell his stench..the rotten breath is enough to make anyone vomit.

But i held my breath breathing calm. He roars and raises his right arm about to bash me. I quickly dodge the smash, and jump on top of his head i pluck what little pieces of hair he has on his head and he begins noticing and tries scratching his head. I jump off and land on the ground, leaping right at his stomach and punched him right in his navel. The beast falls backwards...and lands on his back.

I jump on top of him, standing on the giant beast stomach. I look down at him as he catches his last breath and passes out. The crowd cheers, and i do my victory pose and wake up.


Final dream: The desert.

Me and a friend i know, are walking across the desert. She falls in the sand and i ask her if she would like me to carry her, because she seem exhausted. I carry her our clothes are somewhat torn, and it seems like we have been starnded for hours or possibly days. We are searching for some treasure and we find keys, hidden in this chest exposed in the sand. We find other precious monuments that we were looking for. We celebrate and hug and start grabbing all of the items we find, and i wake up.

Before you read, be aware that this dream revolves around a sex scene.
Usually I simply write "I had sex", but due to its important role, I actually described it quite intensely this time.
I left out most of the really explicit or dirty details, but still, if this is something that
you find inappropriate or offensive, please do not read.


I'm walking towards a building with 4 armored guards surrounding me.
I'm full of confidence, walking strong and fast towards the door.
There's anger within me, I am here to set things straight.

As one of my guards opens the door for me, I remember that I am in King's Landing, and that I am entering one of Petyr Baelish's brothels.

The term "Game of Thrones" enters my mind, but I discard it, thinking it is the name of this world or something.
We take the stairs to the first floor, and are greeted by some prostitutes.
They are absolutely gorgeous!
Most of them are wearing slightly see-through dresses that reveal the shape of their bodies underneath, but leave everything else to the imagination.
It is difficult not to stare, but I know that I am in a position where it would be inappropriate to do so.

"I'm here for Littlefinger"

I proclaim, full of confidence.
But I quickly realize that this is all I know.
I am here because some sort of problem and I need to set things with him straight.
Why can I not remember something of such importance?

One of the women makes me a sign to follow her, and leads us through a corridor, presumably leading to Baelish's office.
I decide that once we reach it, I'll most likely remember, and decide not to worry about it.
Well that, and I'm also distracted by the woman in front of me.
She's walking very suggestively, clearly trying to draw attention to her butt which is visible through her dress.
She glances at me by looking over her shoulder, probably wondering if I'm checking her out.

I try to look as serious as possible. Pokerface.
She seems disappointed that I'm not staring and keeps walking.

To the left and right are doors leading into rooms where people are presumably heaving sex.
Well, not presumably, as I get closer I can clearly hear the voices coming from these rooms.
They are intense. Both men and women are screaming shouts of pleasure.
In front of the rooms other women are waiting, often kissing or fingering each other as they wait for customers.

The sexual tension is extreme, and the more I try to ignore it, the stronger it becomes.
I can clearly feel the sexual energy streaming from the rooms.
Some have not even bothered to close the doors to their rooms. I try not to look, but cannot avoid it most of the time.

It makes me feel quite uncomfortable.
It's not the sex, nor is it the women. The whole situation actually turns my on to a great extend.
But the sexual energy from the other men... I don't want to feel it, but it is shoved right in my face.

To top it off, I spot what appears to be a gnome walking into one of the rooms with a lady.
He's tiny!
He notices me and gives me that "I'm going to have sex with this woman" look.
The fuck?

"Here we are."

Well shit, I still don't remember why I'm here.
My guards wait outside as I enter the room.
Littlefinger is sitting behind his desk, and not very far away I spot Daenerys Targaryen with one of her dragons on her shoulder.

The dragon is bigger than in the tv-series.
(Yes, I actually think off the tv-series, but it doesn't strike me as odd that I'm with tv characters or that this scene makes absolutely no sense in the current GoT plot)

Baelish is clearly not happy to see me, and he asks me with an annoyed tone:

"What is it?"

If only I knew.
I decide the best course of action would be to just act all smug and superior and not say anything.
He doesn't really seem to expect an answer, so I just stare at him.
I'm somewhat superior to him right? ... Or... who am I?
Finally he stands up.

"This is outrageous!"

Daenerys steps in.

"Yes it is! Who do you think you are to refuse service to my dragon???"

Aha, so that's what's going on.
...
Wait what?

"This is an establishment that caters to men and women, and not to your bloody pets!"
"I am the mother of dragons and I demand that you show me respect!"

Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into here.
I feel that I should side with Daenerys though, after all I am a dragon as well.
And this request isn't really that unreasonable is it?

I smack my hand on the table and stare into Baelish's eyes and I say in a serious, powerful and slightly angry voice:

"Your whores do seem to cater to gnomes though."
"Are you perhaps suggesting that a dragon is an inferior life form compared to a fucking gnome?"

He is so scared. I can see it in his eyes. He is so scared that he cannot retain composure.
I still don't remember who I am, but I conclude that I'm some kind of amazing badass.

"I... I didn't mean it like that."

One of the prostitutes storms into the room towards Daenerys and offers to take care of her dragon.
She nods and the dragon climbs onto the shoulder of the prostitute and they go into a room.

"To think that I had to come here for this."
"My apologies..."

What am I doing?

"Sir, perhaps you would be interested in some of my women... on the house of course!"

Two prostitutes enter the room and take their tops off.
Boobies! They look so soft.
Wait... this is not something my character would do is it?
It is hard to resist the offer though.

"I have more urgent matters to attend to then to fuck your whores."
"Of course... again... my apologies, if you need anything please let me know."

I turn around and leave the room.
Fuck, I'm so horny right now.
Walking through the corridor filled with sexual energy isn't helping.
I'll just get out of here and get back to...
What was I doing? Who am I?
I stop.



You have got to be fucking kidding me.
I look around me. Half naked ladies everywhere.
It feels so real.
The smell of lavender in the air is doing a decent job of covering the smell of sex.

Uuh, this is weird, did I just make a prostitute have sex with a dragon?
How does that even work?
The idea of going into that room to see how they're doing it pops up in my head but I discard it quickly.
I start walking towards the exit again.
I try to calm down and mentally stabilize the dream, but I quickly notice that it is perfectly stable.
Should I just have some fun with one of the girls? They're all very pretty.

But then everything stops.
I can't feel any of the DC's anymore, except for one.
An extremely strong and vibrant aura is emerging from one of the rooms.
It is very familiar... who is this again?
I walk straight towards the room not thinking about anything else anymore.
I am drawn towards it by a higher power.

I open the door and find a very cute, attractive and beautiful woman, wearing a rather revealing dress.
The look she gives me is the exact opposite from cute though. It is so horny and dirty.
Is this... is this the hibiscus girl?
I search for a hibiscus flower. She's always wearing one, or it is painted somewhere on her clothes, hence why I call her "the hibiscus girl".
I can't see it, but my sense of global awareness tells me it is there, strapped into the back of her hair.
I glance into her eyes, and sure enough, they are those amazing eyes with infinite detail.
She has long brown hair, which is beautifully weaved together in a rather extravagant fashion.
I also notice some kind of long skin-tight silver bracelet on her left arm, which seems to have been sculpted to look like a dragon.

I close the door behind me and walk towards her full of confidence.
All of my encounters with her have been very sexual and I know this one isn't going to be any different.
Dream Journal Entries tagged with 'Hibiscus'

The sexual tension between us is extreme.
I can see in her eyes that she is feeling the same way I am. She can't seem to stand still of excitement.
Once I'm close enough she immediately hugs me and moves in for a kiss.
But I stop her just before our lips touch.
I'm teasing her, and I see a small opportunity.

"Who are you?"

She's breathing heavily. She can't stand it that I'm teasing her.
The sexual tension between us is so strong that it begins to manifest itself physically.
Arcs of lightning are shooting between our bodies where our skin is close.

"I won't say."

Her voice is shivering.
She tries to pull me closer so that we will finally kiss, but I keep resisting.

"Tell me!"

She clearly considers it, but decides against it.
Following a dirty smile she rips off my shirt.
She moves in again.
I'm not stopping her this time.
We kiss.

As our lips touch I get the most intense feeling all over my body.
It feels a bit like goosebumps, but it is so much more intense.
Colors quickly become ridiculously vibrant.
I can clearly hear both of our hearts racing.

She moves back a little and tries to pull me onto the bed.
There is no need to say anything, her eyes clearly scream "I want to have sex"
She moans as I rip off her dress and push her onto the bed.
She spreads her legs and holds out her arms towards me.

I quickly get rid of my clothes and jump onto the bed.
A few memories rush into my head.
Memories where she suggested that she is a dreamer and that she reads my DV DJ.
Is she real?
The train of thought vanishes as we commence.

She pulls on me to make me move faster.
Quickly things become pretty rough and she starts using excessive force to turn me around and get on top.
She keeps going faster and getting more violent. She is a lot stronger than I would have anticipated.
I need to use some of my dragonic power to gain the strength to get back on top.

This is so intense. Seeing the expression on her face.
She just can't get enough. And she is very vocal about it.
Magic abilities start "leaking" out of her.
She pushes me around so hard that her ethereal wings light up, which I see for the first time.
I love it, and I push back. We keep throwing each other around.
My senses go into complete overload, just like they did last time.

Some of the prostitutes are hiding behind some curtain, trying to sneak a few looks.
They have never seen something like this before.
She's an animal. She even bites me in the shoulder to get a better grip.
But so am I. We're both animals succumbing to our most basic urges.

We keep going until our muscles can support our bodies no more.
I let us fall backwards onto the bed, but as I hit the ground I feel that I've landed on grass, not on a bed.
For the first time in many minutes I bother to take a look around and notice that we're outside in a huge field.
She hugs me.
I can feel her exhaustion and her heavy breathing.
I try one last time.

"Who are you?"

But she just smiles. She's so happy, it's complete bliss.
Then she fades away.
Well, that's unfortunate.

I get up and look at the landscape.
All my muscles hurt, but I cannot help but feel profound satisfaction.

Then I realize that 2 women are standing behind me.
I turn around, realizing too late that I'm completely naked and that a specific body part is still fully erect.
They don't say anything, they just stare and their faces turn somewhat red.
I walk past them, finding the situation humorous.

"Good afternoon my ladies."

A crow far away starts yelling "peeeenis... peeeenis"
It is barely audible, but a good reminder of the randomness of my dreams.





I wake up and surprisingly I go from complete exhaustion to well rested.
I try to remember my previous dream which makes me scratch my head.
I take a page of notes to help me remember in the morning.
For some reason I write

"I am a dirty man"

at the very end.
Why did I do that?
I change it to

"I am a dirty an awesome man"

and smile like an idiot.
Then I go back to sleep.





...
Yuya sends me a signal that she's with Liv visiting some place and that I should come.
I teleport to their location and find myself on a rather odd planet.
It has a green sky, and the entire landscape is covered with what appears to be glass biodomes linked with each other by bridges.


I try to say hi but Liv takes a step back. She seems to be in full shyness mode which I haven't seen in a while.
Yuya on the other hand seems highly amused.

"What's going on?"

She whispers in my ear, with an evil grin on her face that tells me whatever she's going to tell me will make me feel really weird:

"You smell like sex."

...
Shit.

She bursts out laughing. Fortunately I don't feel too weird about it.

"Speaking of which, do you have any idea who this girl is?"

She closes her eyes and scans my memory to get a better grasp on whom I'm talking about.
Unfortunately, she immediately skips to the sex scene, which I did not expect at all.

"HEY!"
"Oh my!"

She gives me this "well done sir" look, that only guys are supposed to give each other.

"That was... impressive."

What makes it worse is that she means it.
And I can feel that she's a little turned on by it.
I feel rather ashamed now.

"Oh calm down, how often have I told you that we don't have those weird notions about sex you have in the waking world."

Yes, she has. And I know it isn't weird for her, but I still didn't want her to see that.

"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"And no, I don't know who she is, but she seems to be a rather curious individual."

I try to change the topic.

"So, where are we?"

She explains to me how and why the biodomes were built.
The one next to us apparently holds a collection of the most amazing candy that has ever existed.
This explains why the room is full of guards. You can clearly see it from where we're standing.
The candy is also in the open, laid out on different tables.

"Huh? Do they only have old-fashioned guards? No futuristic or magic security systems?"
"No, just guards. I mean, how would you sneak in there?"

Exactly! How would I?
I can't blink there because there's a physical obstruction in the way.
However...

I summon my phoenix wings, trying not to alarm Yuya.
She doesn't notice.
This is gonna be fun.
I look over at the biome and immediately see that I have a short window right now where nobody is looking.

*Zap*
*Pick*
*Zap*

Yuya looks at me curiously.

"Did you just do something?"

She must have felt my aura change for a split second.

"Maybe?"

I reveal one of the candies I've just stolen in my mouth.

"!!! No you haven't!"

I grin.

"Are you mad? Oh who am I kidding, of course you are."
"So let's skip to the important question... did you...?"
"Of course!"

I hand her one of the other candies I've stolen.

"Nice!"

I also offer one to Liv but she doesn't want one.
The fact that I've just committed thievery makes her rather uncomfortable.

The candy in my mouth starts to become extremely sour. I did not expect that.
But it tastes so good... yet my tongue feels like it can't handle it.
Then suddenly, Yuya and I spot a guard walking by.

We stand up straight and try not to look suspicious.
Unfortunately, at that specific moment, the candy becomes so sour that none of us are able to keep a straight face.
The guard looks at us both and presumably witnesses the two worst attempts at a pokerface in history.
He is visibly confused but decides to keep walking.

Both Yuya and I have to laugh out loud once he's gone.
Good times.

Fantastic dream this morning! I’m SO glad I was able to finish it. I think this dream came straight from my subconscious. It concerns something I’ve been working on in my personal life, and this dream is sort of like my graduation, I’d say!

I dreamed that I was back at home with my parents and brother. The house was different than it really is, something like three stories. I was there on the sly to retrieve something (though I don’t know what it was) and get out unseen. My brother’s window was open, but I couldn’t get to it without being seen, so I decided to hide in the thickets under the pine trees and wait until nightfall. For some reason, my parents decided to walk around outside. I tried to stay hidden as best I could. I thought about jumping the fence, but there was no way I could do that without drawing attention to myself. So I kept still. Eventually, they found me anyway. (Side note: I do not have a good relationship with my family, in fact I don’t have one at all.) My dad was carrying some kind of stick, maybe a walking stick. Since I was bent down hiding in the bushes, my dad jabbed me in the back with the stick and pushed me face down on the ground like an intruder. It hurt. So I jumped up and decided to make a run for it. By this time, my mother had picked up a stick tried to swordfight me with it. I reached and grabbed a stick of my own and fought back. We parried for awhile, but I was easily able to overcome the weak fight she put up. I ran past her and jumped in my brother’s window. He was not in his room, but I found the object (a small silver thing) I was looking for and ran up the stairs to my parents’ room on the third floor (in the waking world it’s all one floor). I opened their bedroom window which faced the tops of the pine trees and thought about jumping into a pine, which my cat did one time, but then I remembered I could fly! So I stepped onto the window frame and jumped! I was flying! I flew right over the pine trees circled around flying from the backyard to the front and then down the road. I was careful to keep a good altitude. Fortunately that didn’t seem too hard. I was soaring over treetops and electrical lines. It was wonderful and beautiful! I could see birds and other animals. The clouds were fluffy and pink. The sun was shining. It was late afternoon. And I was thinking as I left my family, “They didn’t even know I could fly!” I love flying; it feels so good!

Had the alarm wake me up at several times, well, just 2-3 times, which is why I remembered a few dreams.

Took 6mg of Melatonin before going to bed, had one moment where I could've done a DEILD, but gave up, had one moment where I could've used the CANWILD tech, but failed to cooperate....ugh...but I met a certain someone, twice.

05.10.2012

Eva in my Arms..... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a gym, and I'm resting on a wall somewhere, and it seems that me and someone in my arms is in an area with some group of children and teenagers. She was resting on my chest, probably sleeping or something, because there wasn't a lot of movement on her part.

I think she probably was injured, but I'm not sure. While I was wrapping my arms under her armpits and to her sides, I also touched near her upper thigh region. There were children around, but I didn't really care if they were going to see some awkward things happening.

I didn't realize it at first, but I had to be holding Eva, because for some reason, I think I had a dream shift from a previous dream, and I don't know if it's the second time I held her in my arms below, or if that was first and this was second.

Ugh...anyway, I had her wrapped on me while she's sleeping, and I had my hand close enough to where her private areas could be touched, but I didn't do anything else.

Some child who looked like a kid I knew in waking life is looking at us basically groping each other, or maybe groping her, and tells me,

"Hey you can't do that!"

Just hearing this brat's voice pissed me off, I wanted to tell him to Shut the fuck up because he has no say in this matter, but I tell him in an awkward tone,

"Yes I can! She's my girlfriend!"

Uhhh did that just come out of my mouth in this dream?


.....................looooool....

The worse part about this dream was that I could only feel someone embracing my body, so it being Eva could be wrong, but it felt like her....I guess? Even though I never really knew how she was towards me?

I guess she could've been alive, or I could've been a necrophiliac and had a near to death body....BAHAHAAHAHHA, that's not really funny....*cries* who knows....

_________________________

05.10.2012

Eva in my Arms.....again? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm playing Metal Gear Solid 3, or at least seeing Snake walk around in third person perspective, and I believe I'm controlling him without actually playing the game, if it is a game....

I believe we were in the Swamp/Forest/Jungle part in the game, and I believe I was trying to hide from Ocelot, but I didn't notice until the dream resets just a little bit.

I saw Eva disguised as Tatyana, her alias, and she was wearing the whole green outfit as well. She looked like she was waiting for someone, seeing as she was just standing there.

There's some gaps in my recall on this, so I'll presume there's a dream shift, and it seems that I'm holding Eva in my arms again. I think there was some major fighting going on, since I saw Snake being pulled up from a helicopter, along with a few other DCs except for me and Eva.

She looked tired and injured, like in the last dream. I go to an area in the Jungle where we can both rest. I believe I braced against a wall and sat down while holding her in my arms.

The dream resets, and I say reset because Eva was standing in the same position I saw her in.

This time she asked to herself,


"Where is that asshole?"

.........................................>.>

..............<.<

...............heh....hope she wasn't referring to me.....*cries*

Anyway, while she's standing around, I hear the Caution music for MGS3 playing, and I think I'm playing as Snake again in third person mode. I think I had to lure Eva to go to a certain spot so Ocelot wouldn't see me.

And the same item I had to use was a Croc cap....loooooool, okay, working with the logic, I throw the croc cop somewhere in front of Eva.

(It wasn't the whole croc cap, just the package it comes in when you find it in the game)

As she goes towards it, I go around this small boulder separating us, and I think I put her in a CQC hold, or in short, just holding her near her neck, but not really trying to kill or injure her.

I think I had another moment where the dream resets again with me throwing the Croc cop near Eva's area, but I kind of threw it in an awkward position, so I picked it up, and threw it again.

I don't know why the dream resets for me to be in that situation, but I get to Eva again either way, but I didn't get to hold her because Ocelot was still around.

I thought he caught me, but apparently, he doesn't have any intention to kill me, he's just surprised that I'm here, I guess, and he wants me to take out all the weapons and items I have.

The environments starts getting weird, I'm seeing Solid Snake in third person view instead of Naked Snake (Solid Snake isn't really supposed to be born right now, seeing as he's the son of Eva being the surrogate for Naked Snake???....but it's a dream, so oh well).

The environment turns blank and has some colors of gray or silver. The whole place is dull, it's like this whole thing was simulation like in the VR missions you see in MGS2 with Raiden or Snake.

Anyway, Solid/Naked Snake (I can't tell anymore) starts dropping his weapons and items, they just come out of him like that lol.

Ocelot is inspecting them, picking them up, and while he's doing that, my perspective is kind of weird. I'm also checking them as well, in a weird third person perspective. I saw some letters like "p squared (p^2) and probably "q squared (q^2)" as well.

For some reason, that has to be related to the Hardy-Weinberg equation of p^2+2pq+q^2=1......


Hmmm, I wonder why the description on some items had elements of that equation???

I can't remember much that occurs later on in the dream, except for Ocelot looking around and picking up all the items around Snake that he wanted him to take out.

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05.10.2012

Biochemistry Seminar Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking outside near my University, around clock tower, and it seems I'm headed for the Biochemistry Seminar course I had this semester. I see a guy wearing a fluorescent green shirt and black pants, along with a black packpack as well.

I couldn't make out his face, but it looked like he was one of the classmates I had for the class, and he was headed his way to the classroom as well. I go the usual way to get to the class since there was construction going on from the last route I took the first semester of college.

I tried to see if the construction still went on in the dream, but the place was gated, so I couldn't go the other way even if it was all cleaned up and brand new.

Now here's the next part that I'm confused on which happened first......

I go inside a building, and the carpet is green I believe, I head near a room that I assume is the class I have to go to. Then I see a blonde girl sitting near the door, and I sit next to her. She was wearing a white shirt and black sports shorts with the white lining on the sides of them.

Then I believe I decided to head into the room, and I see almost everyone that took the class in waking life. I see that they're turning in some paper for a seminar, and it had the previous guest speaker's name on it...let's call him Pat.

I realized something was weird and asked them,

"Wait, didn't our teacher say that since it was our last seminar meeting, that we didn't have to turn in a paper?"

They all realized this and some probably had a mental facepalm moment and said, "ooooh yeah."

Even though I realized that we didn't have a paper to turn in, I still didn't do a reality check myself because I'm already finished with the course, so I guess it wouldn't have been any better to tell them that, but I guess it was better for me, because I would be panicking, because I didn't think I had a paper to turn in for the teacher.

Since we didn't have a paper to turn in, and since it was our last seminar class last week, I told them while standing up getting ready to leave,

"So I guess this means we can go........right?"

I look at them, and it seems they're turning their face towards a Biochemistry Adviser in waking life that I've seen before. I sit back down and ask her a few questions like if the teacher is going to show up.

Apparently, she's there just to fill his spot in the mean time. I was confused, and ask her why she's here, but I said it indirectly, which made it harder because she didn't understand what I was asking her, looool.

She was talking about some theories on the white board, and was making some kind of weird model of some kind of hormone, RNA, DNA, or whatever molecule.


She told us to watch out for any small green parts to the model being on the floor. I lean to my left side, and I check the floor, which was fluffy, and there seemed to be no green parts at all, so I get back up and watch her go on some wild tangent over random information.

It was something like a Butter something Theory, where the hottest region in the universe would roll all over, like a dab of butter in the middle of the pan would be heated up, and the pan would lean to various sides, causing the butter to move around.

She didn't really tell me all this, but the name of the Theory automatically made me associate it with that in the dream.

The dream shifts, and I think the real professor actually is here. I forgot if I asked him if I can use a printer, or if he needed to get something printed, but I use the printer to the left of me, and it seems that it isn't printing right. As the paper is going down to be printed, it goes down too fast, which means things get misaligned. The paper even folds into two because of the force, and I look at the professor awkwardly.

Then he starts talking about some stuff, and was using some headphones I had as a microphone, but I signaled him that he should use the microphone that's placed right in the middle of me. He takes it, and I move the wire away from the printer so he can have more wire to move around with.

I'm not listening to ANYTHING this guy is saying, I just pretend that I'm interested in everything he's saying. Then I get some flashing clips of some lady in a shiny and silver latex suit, kind of like the suits one of the ladies from the Beauty and the Beast unit in MGS4 would wear when they had the name "Laughing (name)."

Even though I'm seeing the ass of the woman, I think the lady had black hair or something, and she was crawling all over the place showing her ass off. I think it was probably Raging Beauty.

Better view than listening to the professor....and I should've caught that the guy never taught in class, all he did was just have the filler role of guiding the guest speaker to the right place after they gave us a little preview of that they'll be talking about.

I can't remember much after that.

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05.10.2012

Melanieb's Hot Older Daughter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, this dream.....either I'm seeing someone in the future, or maybe Melanieb has a daughter my age that she hasn't talked about to me.

Anyway, I'm looking at a photo of a hot blonde girl, probably around my age of 18, and there's this guy who has six pack abs and everything, a perfect trophy boyfriend for the girl.

Melanieb is talking to me through some instant messaging program, but it's appearing as a small hologram instead of me using a laptop. She starts talking about how fine the guy looks, and I just take what she says about him.

I zoom in closer on what might be an older daughter of hers, and she was pretty hot. Her lips were little big, but it wasn't a distraction or anything.

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05.10.2012

Get Out... (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This same dream...I could've done a DEILD from the CANWILD tech I was trying to do...you'll see...

I was arguing with my mother about something, and we're inside my apartment, lol that's weird......

Anyway, I started to get serious with her, and eventually, she can't take it anymore and wants me to get out of my apartment.....um okay....it's my apartment, but okay, I'll get out if you lost the verbal battle with me.

I look at the table to my right, and I grab a shirt before going outside. She's pointing her way to the door, and as I'm getting closer and closer....

THE ALARM RINGS....and I wake up. Lol, I could've went for a DEILD, but eh.....I don't know what was wrong with me, that was the PERFECT association my body has made to signal me that the alarm was about to initiate.

Oh well...

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05.10.2012

Ho-Oh (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in this area where there's a few green hills, along with buildings with some stone gray stairs, and having an overall color of gray to them. There were a lot of areas where you hide under the stairs.

I think I was playing a game with some random people, I can't remember exactly, and I believe I saw a Ho-Oh somewhere in this dream.

The dream shifts to me just running around the place, trying to find the people I was playing with....

What a boring dream......

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05.10.2012

Sidney Poitier Arrested? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a house, and my mother and Sidney Poitier are with me as well. The doorbell rings, and I go check to see who it is by looking through the hole. I couldn't get a good view of them, because everything was blurry. I told the people inside what they looked like, but I can't remember the exact description.

I head to go back to a room somewhere in the house, and the door opens. It was two cops in black uniforms that came to arrest Sidney Poitier.


One of the cops comes in while Poitier is being hand-cuffed, and he's asking if one of us is the father.....lol wut??? I looked at my mother, and asked her if I should call my father (wait why would I do that???).

The cop said I can call him, I think? I can't remember much after that.

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05.10.2012

Blonde girl kidnapped (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm honestly freaked out by this dream....ugh...

There's this blonde girl who looks like she's around the age of 4-7, and she's wearing a light pink outfit. I believe she was going to walk with her friend to go home, but I think she disappeared.

Then a random old man in horrible clothing, almost as if he's a homeless guy, comes in and grabs the little girl, and has one hand over her mouth so she wouldn't scream.

He said that they would both have a fun time together...

Ugh...disgusting.

I don't know how I got so lucky, but I had WILD, than after waking up, several subsequent DEILDs. And the transitions were so quick and clean: Vibrations, no SP, quick HI, then instant lucidity. I'm gonna blame the 5-HTP since I've been taking it more regularly. And possibly jusdt more awareness. I had maybe 4 or 5 DEILDs. I honestly lost count, since I don't write them down until I'm fully awake. I might remember some of the events out of order, but I'll write everything I can remember. I had a damn blast!

I woke up at 7am for my usual WBTB, but I have a cold, and there were so many loud animals, that I wasn't able to fall asleep until around 9am. I would sleep and wake up alot, coughing, having vague dream recall but nothing specific. Then finally I woke up on my side, and as I drifted back to sleep, felt the vibrations. After a few seconds, my vision was filled with what looked like an early 1900's black and white documentary about automobiles. This little "movie" would fade out while my vision would fade in. And I could see my room. If I didn't know any better, it would have been an FA because it looked like my room exactly. But I could feel my eyelids closed. After a moment, I could see my room clearly, and knew I was lucid, and got up. It happened this way for each and every DEILD this morning. I felt like such a pro.

I'll have to fill in details later, but here's some highlights:

• Sex with Danny but we were both guys. I transitioned from the b&w movie thing and got out of bed. I had decent clarity, but I decided to look at my hands anyway. I remembered in an instant that another DV member mentioned that he/she noticed missing fingers during a lucid hand examination. Sure enough, I noticed fingers on my right hand disappearing one by one until I had a knuckly palm, and nothing more. I chirped and pulled my hand from view. Because it was ewwww. That's why I hate the finger/palm. It's so grody. Then I left the bedroom and went to the living room, Danny was lying back in a recliner that we don't actually own. I details details.

• I awoke, and instantly DEILDed into another lucid in the same way. I went straight into the kitchen this time, wanting to attempt lucid food. I opened my palm like I did the last time, trying to will a bagel to appear, as easily as I did the last time. A faint, bagel-sized outline appeared on my hand, then went poof. So I went to our pantry and tried eating some nuts, but they didn't have much flavor.

• I woke up again and went straight back into a lucid the same way. It's strange, I'm almost afraid that if I get out of my bed, that I will be getting up in real life, but I never do. Lucid is lucid. I left the bedroom, and went straigt out the front door. It was beautiful. I saw a courtyard in an Italian-style villa. There were lush gardens, bursting with freshly booming bougainvillea. There was a gazebo, with golden silk panels, and a woman sitting underneath, in a stunning dress made of seemingly endless layers of golden silk peau de soi. She had a gold, silken hat, and a golden lace parasol as well. She was looking down, reading a book, and I couldn't see her face. I remember Chris suddenly appearing beside me, looking only about half his age (he's 8 in real life). I said "Hey Chris, how old do yuo think you are?" He said "10." Haha ok then. I wanted to see who the lady was. I lifted the rim of the hat ever so slightly, and it was MY MOM!! She looked ticked off, like I had interrupted her. Never does that in real life. Still, I knew it was a dream so I played along for the giggles. I told Chris that she was his Nonny, and he wanted to take a picture. I thought "pointless!!!!" but I just told him that I didn't have my camera.

• I remember watching the dress rehearsal of a play of some sorts. It looked like it took place in the late 1800's, because they were all dressed like Little House on the Prairie folk. I was still feeling randy, because the dream with Danny didn't turn out quite right. So I eyeballed one of the lead characters, a pretty young blonde, and went up to her as I felt my gender adjust. She was all like "Noooooooo!" and started to run across the stage. So I went after her, darting this way and that. Some other characters on stage blocked her, and I grabbed her, lifting her up and carrying her off. I remember feeling intense compassion for her. I wasn't trying to be mean. She just... ran lol. When I was carrying her to a nearby table, she said, "I just want you to need me, not just want me." I said "Oh yeah, I need you baby." And I kissed her. To answer Alyzarin's earlier question more fully, I remember when I kissed her, some of my long hair got in the way for a moment, so I was still female me, just with a schlong. I remember french kissing her and it felt so incredibly wonderful. I got about halfway with getting her lovely dress off and then I woke up. Too many emotions I guess?

• Walked around in some really fancy mansions, taking note of the expensive, opulent furniture, wishing I could take it back to real life with me. In every DEILD, I would start out in my bed as usual, then leave the bedroom. But when I left the front door of the house, it was always another room that doesn't exist in real life. But it was always beautiful, full of ridiculously expensive furniture. At one point I remember remarking on a footstool, covered in cream colored silk peau de sois, or silk dupioni, with little flower buds embroidered on top in a symmetrical pattern. The Queen Anne legs of the stool were covered in cream colored silk suede, and when I picked it up, I wished I could take it with me. I knew it was just a dream stool though.

• I ate a bagel and cream cheese and could taste the cream cheese, but not the bagel so much. I can't remember the order of the DEILDs at this point, but I remember that this was the 3rd time trying. The first two attempts only produced a circle on my palm. But the 3rd time, a perfect egg bagel manifested itself on my right palm. I willed it to be toasted, and filled with cream cheese. It did, but when I took a bite, I only tasted the cream cheese. The bagel itself had the soft, light crunch of a New Orleans po'boy baguette, and not the chewy, eggy, savory voluptuousness of a proper Jewish bagel to which I am accustomed. But better than the last lucid bagel, which had nearly no taste whatsoever.

• I took Chris flying, then later swimming. I left the bedroom as usual after the same DEILD scenario, and I came upon another beautiful room in some foreign mansion. I thought to myself, in a haughty way, that I was having a kick ass time with this having DEILD after DEILD, that I decided to do something more constructive than chasing women. So I decided to try flying. The hard part was the fact that this room only had a window to get out. I was losing dream control. And Chris appeared again. So I asked him if he wanted to go for a fly. He said yes, so I put him, rather a reduced in size version of him, over my shoulders. I looked out the window, and it was a beautiful scene: something like the Mediterranean, though we were somehow stories above it. I looked down, and it appeared as though there was a wedding, or small scale sport going on, for there were several rows of white fold-up chairs facing the shore. I remember thinking to myself that even though I'm lucid, flying with Chris might be hard, because I'm used to flying low to the ground, and never with the weight of another person. And starting from so high up! I usually just run on the ground and get a few feet up. But I was tired of being a chickenshit, so we just made a leap of faith, and we landed right on top of those people in the chairs lol. They all grunted in disapproval, and I said, "I'm so sorry everyone, I didn't account for the difference in weight." I tried again and we bounced up into the air, miles above the Mediterranean shore. I can still see it in my mind. So beautiful. I could see villas along the outskirts. I went up and down, never quite falling, never quite losing control, just trying to keep from plummeting. I remember saying to myself, find a wind and use it. So I did. I was flapping, and feeling Chris's arms around my neck the whole time. He had reduced to quite the passive character at this time, which was good. Any feelings for my son can make me lose my grasp on lucidity.
  

• FINALLY I thought I'd get extra courageous and brave the dark, murky, lucid waters of my demented subconscious. After I was done flying above the sea, I decided to plunge down. I still had Chris on my shoulders though, so that probably made me too ambivalent. Still we went under. I wanted to get out immediately. Even in a lucid dream, I can't stand the thought of something happening to a Chris, even if it's just his DC version. But when we tried to get out, we ended up in a fat, metal tunnel, nearly full of water, and flowing nonstop. I felt along the water to the side of the tunnel, until I could feel it. Almost see it. I drew a wide rectangle with my fingers, hoping to contrive an escape window. When it formed, I opened it, only to find out that the tunnel was actually partially submerged under water. The opening began to fill up with water, and gobs of fish. So we floated above it all and i tried the same maneuver on the ceiling of the tunnel, hoping somehow that the top might be even a little above the water. Nope. I opened it, and not so much water, as tons of slimy fish plopped down, nearly smothering us. I felt along the walls of the tunnel, amidst millions of wiggling fish, and managed to find metal bars leading upward. I could feel Chris's tiny arms around my neck the whole time. I was always checking for that, even though I knew it was just a dream. Some fears take time I suppose. Still, all in all, it was a damn party.
  

I'll have to fill in more later as I remember it. And I'll add details. Some of them made me laugh when I woke up from them.

[edit] DONE! Took ages.

This night was rather bizarre. I spent a lot of the night smoking some really strong weed so I unfortunately don't remember as much of it as I would have liked to, but frankly I'm amazed I remember anything at all. Not long before going to bed I took a capsule of valerian root and was smoking an herbal blend that R had put together. It contained calea zacatechichi, blue lotus, wild dagga, baybean, and skullcap. I blame that blend for... this.

#1 - Wonderful [Non-Lucid]

There was a lot leading up to the end of this dream that I don't remember, but it started out in a large school/fortress somewhere in the middle of a massive mountain range. There were lots of buildings on giant stone platforms that were floating in the sky, with tiny wooden bridges connecting them all. I can't remember exactly how the dream progressed to this next part, but I was controlling a young Link (like in Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time) in third-person perspective like in a game, but I still perceived it as if it was happening to me in first-person. And I was fighting another young Link, like literally he was an exact copy. We were swinging around on strings like Spider-Man and we were just going back and forth sort of in opposing figure eight patterns where we would fight once we approached each other at the center until we got too far away from each other again, and I remember knowing that we each had 2000 life points. I'm not sure what the strings were connected to as they went up above my vision, but we were floating just off of one of the stone platforms with a building on it, but too far away to just land on it again, and we were circling a giant open mouth a good distance below us, but large enough that it still took up a good amount of space in my vision. My perspective was oriented downwards so that I could always see the mouth. Essentially, what we were doing when we fought was throwing bombs and boomerangs at each other, attempting to make the other fall off of their string and into the giant mouth where they would be eaten. It was extremely nerve-wracking the entire time, and I could never seem to land a hit on the little asshole, so eventually I swung my string enough to jump down but miss the mouth and fall waaaaay down on to the ground below it, where I landed in my pool at my house. This part was extremely confusing, but I remember "knowing" that what just happened was a dream (more like random logic that just happened to include that rather than actually being lucid) and thinking to myself that I must be out of the dream now, and there was sort of a fade out effect on my environment, though it just faded into itself, which is hard to describe but was very noticeable at the time. After that I woke up.

#2 - Shark Attack [Non-Lucid]

There was some long high school dream leading up to this, I remember the guy AB who keeps appearing in my dreams recently being there, but that's about it. The part of the dream I do remember was all in third-person. The whole family from American Dad! was sitting at the end of a laundry shoot-like slide, with their feet hanging over the edge, overlooking some large pool of water. There was something said about a shark, and then I got a view of a gigantic shark sliding down the shoot coming toward them with its mouth open. The family screamed and Stan went up and grabbed the shark and was sliding down with it, and he said something about how it's not allowed to change it's mouth size. The whole family ended up falling into the water with the shark, and while they were underwater I got Stan's perspective. An old man who was essentially a mix of a Chinese martial artist and Jar Jar Binks from episode one of Star Wars (that's honestly the best way I can describe it) floated up to Stan and said "I require your assistance...." I'm pretty sure that man was somewhere in the dream before too, but it's hard to remember now. After that I was woken up by R.

I had a lot of other dream this same night, but seeing the effort it took to write this, I decided to only write about the lucid one. As a side thought, the guy from RL mentioned in this dream went to sleep at 4am and I woke up from this at 4:18am that same morning. He didn't remember his dreams, but I found this interesting.

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April 23rd, 2012

Dream 1:

I’m walking down this hallway in this seemingly random house. The flooring is hardwood and it’s fairly dark [as if it’s night outside and the only bits of light present are from within the house]. I take a left turn to peer inside a room. Like the hallway, the room has wooden floors and is for the most part bare, containing little to no furniture. I take no more than a step inside the threshold of the open doorway before I suddenly become lucid {I still have no idea why, guess I just asked myself if I was dreaming out the blue}.

I then turn to my left and look toward the left side of the room. I focus on making this one orange-eyed girl appear there {I met her in a previous dream months ago and she’s the first dream character I’ve tried meeting again (for the most part to see if she’s real or just a projection of my conscious)}. I don’t as much try to conjure her with my mind but find her, try to reach out with my consciousness {or whatever..lol} and bring her to this space. The scene starts to waver/ become unstable (?) so I stop and try focusing on stabilization as it seems that my efforts are either not working or I’m simply getting ahead of myself. I start to use my RHTF (rub hands then floor) technique. Rubbing my hands together, I feel heat from the friction. Though the my hands feel rougher than usual, it feels real enough to make me fear that I’ve woken up and am simply doing this curled up in my bed. I then squat down to rub the hardwood floors but somewhat a bit unsuccessfully (as in I’m not able to really feel them too well).

I get up, still a bit disoriented, and try to turn on as many lights as possible to make the atmosphere less dark and scary. I flip several of the light switches on the wall, but only one or two of the lights in the room/hallway turn on; the rest don’t work. I think, ‘Oh yeah, that’s right..DAMN IT, DREAMWORLD!>__<’

I then start descending a flight of stairs to the first floor (from this point on, the random house I’m in becomes pretty much my house in RL). As I descend down past the dividing wall of the stairwell, my mother’s office area on the first floor comes into view on my left. The lights in the alcove are all on. All is normal with the space except, instead of its ordinarily door-less arch way that serves as its entrance, there is an enormous red, wooden, rectangular door. It’s made of up thick, vertically-running planks with two horizontally-running, black, metal bars (one near the bottom and the other near the top). It also has [two rows] of black, circular studs and a [downward cuving (?)] black handle. As I go down the stairs, getting closer to the door, it starts to slowly close. When I reach about the third step from the bottom, the door starts moving faster and slams shut. This startles me, but I do my best not to be scared. I skittishly think, ‘Well, that was weird..heh..heh O_O’ ‘. (kind of looked like this) -->



I reach the end of the stairs, turn left, and continue down the hallway, past the huge door, to the kitchen. Once there, I stand in the space between the living room and kitchen facing the living room. I sense a presence suddenly. Behind me. By the fridge. O_o Slowly and cautiously, I turn around, afraid of who/what might be there...

It turns out only to be my guy friend from one of my classes in RL. My eyes meet his steel greys. Relieved, I walk over to him. He might have started to greet me but I excitedly tell him, “Michael, we’re dreaming!” His eyes widen and he replies bewildered, “Wha—?? How is that possible..?” as he looks down at his hands, turning them over, then looking back at me. We continue talking as I turn to walk back down the hallway, this time with him at my side following my lead. It feels SO much less scary to finally NOT be alone in a lucid dream and I’m more than grateful to have his comforting company. We reach the front door with the office door to the left. He turns right and starts going up the stairs. I would have followed, but I pause looking at the front door. I interrupt him mid-sentence to say, “Hey wait, come check this out,” The front door is exactly the same except for its oval, beveled window. The glass is undulated inward toward me. I run my right hand down the glass, feeling its cool smoothness. Michael comes to my right side and does the same. We both are amazed.



I open the front door out of curiosity. It's day time [and over cast]. A black sedan is park outside the house and an Irish-looking man, probably in his late thirties, steps out of the car. He sports a suit with a dark green overcoat. I'm not sure if he's walking passed the house or towards it, but he definitely is looking in its direction. For some reason, I feel threatened by him, and try to shut the door and lock it as nonchalantly, but quickly as possible. I swing the door shut easy enough, but the lock's bolt hole is slightly too high off alignment. I have to raise the door and then twist the lock in order to secure it, just as I feel the most panicked by the suspicious stranger's presence outside. I close it before anything bad can happen. {I swear, I have to find a way to make my dreams less horrifying}

I then continue up the stairs with Michael who had been patiently waiting for me. Once upstairs, I'm unsure what to do next.

Suddenly in my thoughts, I see the actor Peter Krause (from the show Six Feet Under) from the neck up, floating in a sort of colorful void. My view goes from farther away looking at his left profile, and then zooms in and around counterclockwise into his blankly staring brown eyes. This happens two or three times (as if stuck on replay in my mind) until I think loudly, "Enough!" shaking my head to free myself of the random thought.

I'm then back in the upstairs hallway and I look up. I see the same actor in a void of smoke and clouds, varying in colors from pink, yellow, and wisps of aqua blue. He's shirtless and curled up in a ball with his back mostly to me [he might have had black tattoos along his upper back and arms]. He appears to be sleeping peacefully. I think to myself, "No! Don't wake up! Don't return to your own body!" but I start drifting upwards. I regain consciousness.



WTF?

I'm in a small compartment, possibly a cockpit or car, I suddenly feel a concussive shock and extreme heat. Then I wake up and know that I died. My last thoughts are sorrow and worry for my 7-year-old daughter, after I am gone.

When a exiting a store with Robert (my sig. other) and our 7-year-old daughter, Nikola, she wanders off as we take notice of a tall slender man down in the parking lot, randomly shooting at people with a shot gun. We scream to Nikola to come here and she runs and gets to me, we both lie down on the ground to avoid shots, only to look up and see him standing a few feet away pointing the gun at both of us. Just as he's about to shoot, Robert pulls out a shot gun and starts firing at him. I roll with Nikola down a nearby hill, run down the street and to a outdoor food court. I sit on the ground with Nikola. I am in shock and shaking uncontrollably, unable to speak. I then hear that it has ended. So reluctantly get up and walk up the street toward the store. There are police everywhere. It's now raining. I approach an officer directing traffic. I ask "Is he alive?". The look on his face tells me no. He says "It wasn't from gunshot." then he is distracted and the feeling of total loss and devastation for Nikola and I is overwhelming. Then I wake up.

I was suddenly in this room with a group of people I knew. Everyone seemed happy and they were greeting me. It finally dawned on me that I had died. It had happened so fast that I had hardly been aware of the transition. In fact, everything felt so normal I commented on it. Someone mentioned that life on "this side" was so much the same that unless you were looking for differences you wouldn't notice. I saw someone next to me that I think was Daron. I gave him a small punch in the stomach and said, "Pretty much the same except for the absence of pain."

I noticed Philip was with me and I wondered if he had been with me when I died, but I didn't ask. Instead I started looking around for my sister. Finally I saw her and we started talking. I realized that she was so alive and well, that I no longer felt sad for her that she had died young. In fact, I felt happy that were were both here and dead. Everything seemed so pleasant and calm. I knew I wouldn't miss anything about Earth life.

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.


I drink 3 cups of Good Earth Tea for sleep last night. I certainly recommend this tea to anyone out there, who wants great recall and vivid dreams. It has Valerian root as the main ingredient, and Valerian root is a very powerful supplement that can certainly aid in a very restful sleep, and has a very relaxing feel to it when you drink it. It has a very minty taste to it, and i drink it every other night to help me re enter dreams, or to look for specific people. Anyway, i am not yet familier with how to post pictures on my entries yet..soo once again the name of the tea is..

Good Earth Tea For Sleep.


Now...for the good stuff.


Dream #1 What makes a dream seem real?

Im walking down a alley, its daytime and the area looks almost European in a way. I notice two Catholic Nuns walking to a nearby church. I don't follow them, but i notice a house that seems familiar to me. I walk in and notice a White lady with red hair who looks to be in her mid 30's. She is in the kitchen putting something in the oven. I ask her..

"What makes a dream seem real. The people you interact with? Or the places of the dream..hm?

"Well how about i show you?"

I nod my head rubbing my totem. She takes me to a downstairs basement, the stairs are spiral shaped, and she is talking to me about how she brings people here often, to conduct experiments herself.

"How long have you been studying dreams?"

"Every since i was a teenager. I wanted to be a teacher, but just don't like waking up some mornings."

"You could try teaching night classes?"

"I've thought about it, but i always procrastinate things."

"I see."

She shows me these different jars of herbs and sleep sedations and different books. I mention to her about wanting to be able to navigate my dreams more proficently, and be able to share more dreams with people. She says to me..

"Certainly, you seem like a very skilled an experienced dreamer. Why on earth, would you possibly need my help?"

"Truth is, i don't possess all the skills needed to be considered the best. Why sure, i have knowledge of the dreams, the dream characters and so forth. But i want to be able to go further and beyond the dream it self. So, are you gonna teach me? Or do i have to go somewhere else and learn?"

She gives me a look and agrees. Im now seated in a chair, she hands me a glass of water, and a gold pill, and tells me to count to 10 after i take it. I take the gold pill and drink the water, and fall asleep in the chair. I hear a robin singing outside and feel my eyes getting heavy, i close them and begin counting.

1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10


Dream #2 Samina shows me her new friend.


I awake in some chair at a house with a bunch of little kids playing board games. I see little boys and little girls all laughing and playing with one another. I spot Samina outside playing tag with another little girl.

"Hi Samina."

(Samina talking)

"Dreamprofesser!"

She runs up to me and gives me a hug.

"How ya been?"

"Good. I want you to meet my new friend, she came all the way from Egypt."

"Wow! all the way from Egypt huh? Well its nice to meet you uh...

(Samina's friend talking)

"Cleo. Its short for Cleopatra."

Ah, Cleo. Thats a pretty name for such a pretty princess."

(Cleo talking)

"Thank you."

I sit down on this chair, and watch as Samina and Cleo tag play with eachother. It is evening time, and its a bit windy in this backyard. I begin thinking about my childhood when i was little, such a simple time it was. I hear my Edith Piaf music goin off in the background and i wake up.


5:25 - 5:45 AM. I did plenty of subconscious training and fell back asleep.


Dream #3 Smooth escape from some goons.


Im running down a back alley wearing my usual attire. (Like the one im wearing in my profile pic) Im jumping over fences and shooting at some men in suits chasing me. I go thru this side of a building and begin running thru a night club and try looking for a bathroom. I find the mens bathroom, and look in the mirror and shapeshift into a white male who is in a Chef uniform.

The men come looking in the bathroom and im washing my hands and they are looking around.

"Whats the matter? You guys uh..looking for someone?"

(One of the men talking)

"Its none of your business. Now why don't you go cook or something and make yourself useful!"

I hold both of my hands up and say..

"Whoa whoa easy there buddy. Take it easy ok?"
I walk out of the bathroom looking around the club and find a backdoor exit and shapeshift back into my regular self. and start walking down the dark street whistling with one hand in my pocket and the other one flipping my coin.


Dream #4 A night ruined by Natalia.







Im in a bed making out with this beautiful woman who looks like shes either french or some other European background.

Spoiler for Strong Sexual Content:

I penetrate her tight pink pussy and begin pounding away at her doggie style. She screams in some language as shes bent over gripping the sheets. I tell her that saying it in another language really gets my juices going and tell her to scream louder. She does as she is told. She takes her legs and wraps it around my waist and i start pounding away at her even harder hearing her soft skin smack against mine as it echoes thruout the room.

She moans in a a growling sound. Sounding like a sexy cat in heat. I turn her over and look at her as she grips her tits and puts her toes near my lips i pound harder and harder and harder until i complete myself. I fall back, and lay there breathing heavy.

I hear a knock at the door. I get up to answer it, Its Natalia.

"Getting your dick wet huh? C'mon get dress, we gotta go see about that business i was telling you about the other night."

"Aw, c'mon not tonight can it wait?"

"Noo. Now get dress, c'mon chop chop!" (She claps her hands)

I get dressed, and kiss the woman and she waves at me and i head out the door.


The way Natalia deals with things.


Im standing by a door in some mans house, watching Natalia smack around some heavy set half ass naked white dude. He is on the ground on his back shaking his head, holding his arm out extended to Natalia saying..

(Man talking)

"I...i...i told you i did'nt see anything! Please im sorry, i got a family here!"

(Natalia talking)

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!"

Starts hitting him with a leather belt and the man is screaming in pain and has welts all over him.

(Natalia talking)

"Turn around."

(Man talking)

"Please im sorry. I told you don't know anything please please please!!!"

(Natalia talking)

"Turn...the Fuck...AROUND!"

(Man talking)

(Crying and pleading)

"No no no, please please please!!!"

(Natalia talking)

"Oh you think im fucking playing!? I said turn your ass around goddammit!"

WARNING!!!
The Following Details Contain Extremely Graphic Nature, and Strong Acts Of Violence.
Parental Discretion is Advised.

Spoiler for Disturbing details of punishment:

I watch as Natalia reaches in her bag and grabs duck tape, handcuffs, a long steel dildo, and a Knife.
She kicks the man with her leather boots in his stomach and gets on top of him and starts taping his mouth up. The man is screaming and she starts slaping him in his face telling him to shut up. She turns him over and takes his hands and cuff them behind his back. She now pulls down the mans underwear off, leaving him completely naked now. With her knee on his back, she pulls out a knife and puts it to his throat saying..

"You will remember who i am after tonight!"

She takes the steel dildo, and jams it in the mans asshole. I turn away and begin walking out the door as it was enough hearing scream in pain and watching the poor guy get punished like that. Im still hearing him screaming at the top of his lungs crying, and decide the hell with this..i walk away down the hall and hear the door open.

(Natalia talking)

"Hey! Where you goin"?

"I got better shit to do then watch another man get brutally raped by you Natalia."

"Aw grow some balls Q! Besides that fat fuck deserves every inch that im giving to him. He seems to enjoy it up the ass."

I shake my head. And she hands me a a huge folder with pictures of different people in it, and tells me to take it with me. I nod my head and feel the dream closing in on me..and i wake up.

I'm in some kind of room that resembles a skatepark, but there's no ramps people are throwing little kiddy light up shoe around--except people are throwing it like a Frisbee, and it's flying like a Frisbee. I don't know how I missed that reality check, but whatever. So people start throwing it around, it turns into some kind of sport that has teams. I feel like I should've written a longer journal during the initial recall, because I know I'm missing a lot now. I remembered all of it when I woke up.