memorable

Technique Used: SSILD

Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I don't remember at what time I was lucid, but I guess I was right from the start. I looked around. I saw that I was in some kind of city. I didn't like it I felt alone. I decided to run up to a nearby eighteen wheeler parked in front of me and ask about my dream guide, since that is one of my ultimate goals. I started to run, but it seemed like my legs wouldn't work! It was like I was running in slow motion. I tried to believe I could run, anything is possible in a lucid dream.

I finally made my way to the window of the large truck. A pudgy woman sat in the front. She looked down at me with a frown. I quickly asked her, "Do you know where I might find my dream guide?"

"We have nothing like that here," she said. "Come back with a couple hundred dollars and maybe you can apply to this school here." she pointed in front of me at a school not too far away. It looked like a large private school.

I sighed and walked away. Moving on, I decided to explore. I looked into a nearby forest. I walked down the slope, trying not to trip on any rocks or limbs. Then the thought came to me that I should stabilize. I remember Mzzkc's method of stabilizing, taking a bite out of a tree. I didn't take a bite out of it, I just picked a small limb off of a tree and tried to take a bite out of that. It felt really weird in my mouth, like it wasn't supposed to belong there.

It only raised my vividness just a tad. I continued on. I found a small shack, well it wasn't really a shack. It was just an awning with people under it watching a TV. There were four guys. One I recognized, my youth leader. Only he was skinnier, and was growing out this long gotee looking thing. I watched what they were watching. It looked like some kind of show that was supposed to embarrass the people on it. The first person was a girl who was supposed to sing a song, a Taylor Swift song actually. She sang horrible. Next there was a girl that was supposed to dance a weird dance blindfolded.

The dream ended shortly after.

Working in the Mall
I remember walking around a mall, looking for something to do. I eventually found some kind of little restaurant with pool tables and such. I found a waiter who looked just like Gibby off of iCarly. He told me about a waiter job he had to do in Chicago that got him embarrassed. I don't remember the story though. He was telling me this while leaning over a counter.

The Lesson
I was at my mom's house with a couple of guys I knew and one of my friends. I'm not sure what we did, but we did something bad. That resulted in my dad teaching us all a lesson. I was supposed to drive a car or something. I got in the car, ready to drive it. I started it and was going. Once again, I forgot where the breaks and gas pedal were. I found them.

As I was going, I was trying to remove the stuff on the dashboard so I could actually see. I heard my dad in the back go, "Good. Good." I swerved to get into the right lane, while almost hitting a couple of cars. Instead of the breaks, I hit the gas, and I sped up a tree on the side of the road. The car fell back down on its side. I got out of the car and said I was okay. It scared me to death though.

Then my dad had to drive us home, showing us all the obstacles that he could easily maneuver or something.

My friends and I are walking through a college skyscraper. We're trying to find the pool for some reason. We get to the roof and there is a person who says something to us and then his hair turns into wings and he flies away. It switches to more of a movie about two brothers, seems like a comedy. Their father makes them go to the same roof, and they grab a rope hanging from a helicopter. The helicopter starts to fly off so they're left hanging by the rope, flying through the air. I was thinking "Man, that's so unrealistic. There's no way they'd be able to hold on to that." The rope breaks and one of the brothers starts to fall, but the other one tries to catch him. He starts swinging back and forth, trying to catch his (ridiculously long) ponytail.

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There's this cute girl that I did my interview with when I applied at WalMart. In the dream, we started dating but she got upset because she found furry stuff on the internet via my computer (Which is funny, because she's a furry.) All I remember is just trying to find her so we could talk it out.

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It's the end of the world, and my people are slowly starting to die off. The planet has been swept by a disease that seems incurable. We've tried every medicine that we could think of, even creating new ones in our labs. The only survivors are members of my family.

But there was one thing that we didn't try.

I don't remember how I found her, but I was amazed at what I saw. A tree in the middle of the forest, with her bark wrapped around a person as they slept. No, not sleeping. In a sort of meditative state, maybe? I just stood there and stared at her, and she spoke to me. I felt an unexplainable bond with this tree, like she was a daughter to me. She told me that the person had been inflicted with the disease and that they came to her for help. She wrapped her bark around them and helped them, curing them of the disease.

I went to my family, telling them of my discovery. My grandmother was very interested in the tree, as well as some other members of my family that I didn't really know that well. My daughter, however, was getting upset with how much time I spent with the tree.

Skip forward a bit; my daughter caught the disease. I told her to go to the tree to cure herself, but she wouldn't listen. I continued to beg her, but one day, she was gone.

Help me, father.

I'm in a space station. A voice echoes through my head and I run as fast as I can, trying to keep myself from crying so that I can see.

Help me.

I'm running through the aisles of what looks like a supermarket, looking for my daughter. Suddenly, I realize that the voice in my head isn't my daughter's. It's the tree's. I continue to run, looking for my daughter. She comes first. I didn't want her to think that I loved the tree more.

I find my daughter leaning against the ends of one of the aisles, maybe crying. She's sick. Really sick. I hug her and tell her that I love her, and that everything will be okay.

I find the tree. She is in the space station, replanted here. She doesn't seem to mind, but then why was she calling for help?

No, she didn't need help. She was leading me to my daughter.

I convince my daughter to let the tree help her. She refuses to let the tree wrap the bark around her, but she just sleeps while leaning against her. I think it works. I think she's been cured.

(This dream, although there was a dream between it and when I woke up, and although I'm posting this about an hour after I woke up, still hurts my heart. I won't be forgetting this feeling anytime soon. Is this the feeling of fear a father gets when he thinks he's going to lose his daughter? If so, I pray for all of the fathers out there who have felt this way.)

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My friends and I are playing a racing game, something about fire and how someone was drinking alcohol so they exploded or something.

I remember i was in some kind of a party when someone hands me a key to a room i slowly walked towards the door there was a square with 3 lines on it. Inside of the room was pretty huge with over 30 beds on one bed there was this naked girl waiting for me. I started walking towards her seeing the dream fade i started licking her private parts . And then poof! everything gone.

I think it was going to be fun i just need to control it better

Okay, so I had fell asleep on my couch watching River Monsters with my big bro around 12am. Woke up at 4:40am (had a lot of dreams within that time) and then went back to sleep in my own bed so it was a bit of an accidental WBTB. xD In the time after I went back to sleep I had many other dreams but I suppose I will mainly focus on the 2 lucid parts:

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April 6th, 2012

Dream 1:

It’s the middle of the night and I keep hearing sounds around my room as I'm laying in bed. At first I hear creaking, as if it’s maybe just pipes in the walls but now it sounds distinctly from floor boards. I make out, now listening more intently and suspiciously, about 3 thump/knocks that sound like footsteps. {reflecting back these were probably hypnagogic hallucinations that I've experience only once before that I remember} I sit up in bed and look around. Through the darkness I can see a dark mass between the foot of my bed and the door that leads out to the hall. It’s 2-3 feet in length and laying on the floor seemingly face first. I’m fairly certain I recognize it as the upper portion of a mannequin but without the head. I think back to watching play-throughs of the game Amnesia with my best mate on Youtube. :[



They’re creepy as f*ck, so I freak the f*ck out a bit (go watch a vid and you’ll understand). XD I rush to turn on my lamp (my beloved cat lamp I’ve had since I was an infant) on my night stand while trying to look over my extended right arm to keep an eye on the shadowy mannequin man torso. It won’t turn on! D: [Not certain if I remember this consciously within the dream, but I’ve had a nightmare or 2 before in which that same ‘rescue/safety light’ refused to turn on]. Whatever the reason, I become semi-aware that I’m dreaming, but am still panicked. I get up out of my bed to get to the front door [for some reason I just had to]. I can’t remember quite clearly, but it was like I had to literally push through confusion and fear to get down stairs. Once there, I become fully aware I’m dreaming and remember the stabilization technique I had read right before I fell asleep almost immediately. I rub my hands together, ignoring my breathing this time*. I then crouch down and rub my hands on the hardwood floor. A new feeling of peace comes as all the panic and fear subsides. I look about a bit: It’s morning. Soft, early sunshine bathes the floor, shining in through a study’s windows to my left. In front of me, the light blue of the sky beyond is meshed with the green of leaves through the front door’s vertical oval, beveled window. I unlock and then slowly open it.
Everything’s as it normally is but—so much more beautiful! I take a seat on the front porch with my legs resting on the second step descending down from it. I look toward the bushes on my right. There are these butterflies capering next to the bush, but they’re unlike any I’ve ever seen. They have a set of 3-4inch wings, pointed at the tips. The wings a so large I don’t see a body between them. The wings are yellow as well, no designs on them at all, just a solid almost glowing lemon yellow. There are maybe 3-5 of them present.

I’m hesitant at first (wondering if they bite) but I reach my right hand out toward them to see if one might want a perch. I was about to touch one when it fluttered back onto a branch of the bush, somehow folding its wings to become an alien-like. It’s more of a ring with green sprouts coming out of the hollow center and many shades of green. It’s fascinating..

Dream 2:

I’m in an unfinished, but well lit, basement with that same best mate I mentioned in the prior dream. We’re casually walking and having a conversation. She’s in the middle of saying something to me when I see something out of the corner of my eye appear and I tell her to hold that thought. I look at the grey cement walls and see that they have beautiful paintings on them (not sure what media but probably spray paint). It’s all in black except for a thick, solid, opaque red line ricocheting about the full-walled scene. I see a stern looking older gentleman frowning and standing with his hands to his sides. He looks to be a military officer in uniform from WWII. I believe him to be a general because he sports a captain’s visor cap and looks experienced. I at first think him also to be Nazi be his uniform bears no marking to affirm this speculation. I walk over to where the opposite wall deepens to form an interrupting corner-like alcove. (See pic) [I CAN draw but am too lazy to now, don’t judge me! ><]



I realize that I am dreaming when I touch the small adjoining wall (shown in grey). I then rub my hands together, feeling the warmth and then the smooth epoxy floor.* I then calm myself and concentrate, putting both hands on the wall. It shifts for a moment, almost like it rotates, and then returns to normal and all is stabilized! [Bi-winning!! >:3] I walk over to examine paintings hanging on the wall directly to my left. They’re all beautiful like mister general but the first one I see is this one with a grey blue gas mask, turned to show only its left side, ink outlined in black. There is a flat black, fall out-like scene behind it. A cylinder shaped water tower can be seen in the distance. It’s beige-grey with red water color shading. I study intently, with the intention of recreating this in real life, but there’s so much detail to take in! Turning to the small segment of wall on my right again, I see a painting with 3-4 consecutive rolling rills with a singular road arcing along each one from background to foreground. It’s all black and white. I look closer and then see a shock-blue colored, 1940s car with a vertically barred grill come speeding along the road from the distance, over the hills and then right in front of my face and stops. It surprisingly doesn’t scare me at all, only intrigues me further..

I strode through the vast, aged parking lot with purpose. I had something important to do, and not a lot of time to do it. As I looked at one of the ugly trucks parked in a space about one hundred feet away, I realized none of it was real.
"Okay. If...No. Since, I AM dreaming, that means I don't have to do whatever it was. Which, I really don't know what it was anyway,"I said aloud, taking in the bleak, almost grey surroundings. As close to being annoyed as I can in a dream, I muttered that it was pathetic that I would actually design such a boring place.
"There is absolutely nothing here that would interest me in--
"...Ah..."
There, standing next to a manhole, was Aquaman. Except his hair was this murky brown.
"I must have been on the internet too long...I don't even like this guy,"I muttered.
Because I am...uh...not as nice in my dreams, I decided to accompany him to amuse myself.
"Should he do something foolish or idiotic, it will be fun to watch,"was my reasoning.
WHY AM I SO MEAN IN MY Lucid DREAMS?!
I lazily strolled over to him and exclaimed,"I'm coming with you."
Aquaman opened his mouth to speak and I continued,"You can say 'No', but that would not be wise. Considering how utterly worthless you are, it would be in your best interests if I...accompany you."
Seriously! Why is that I clearly remember those cruel things I said?! I swear, people. I'm not actually calculating or evil in real life. But, I really don't like Aquaman. Sorry, fans.
He nodded and we jumped down the manhole.
...Yeah, so anyways, we landed in a vast sewer. Maybe it's just me, but aren't those things supposed to be really small? Because I could swim in this thing for some reason. Luckily, we weren't swimming in fecal matter--I would never do something like that to me. As we went under and I thanked my lucky stars that I didn't have to worry about drowning--since, you know, it wasn't real--I noticed that Aquaman's hair had turned his normal blond.
Or yellow.
We swam in silence as I wondered why he needed to go into the sewers. I tried making small talk, but I guess DCs in my imagination aren't much for conversation either. Either that or he thought I was a b*tch.
Actually, it was probably option two.
Anyways, I managed to get him to tell me he was searching for a golden haired woman with porcelain white skin. Supposedly some sort of reincarnated sea goddess...
My hopes of a long and possibly interesting conversation dashed entirely, I continued to swim with him deeper and deeper in the water.
Absurdly spacious sewer indeed!
All of a sudden, I saw the most beautiful woman swim towards us. Was she the golden haired goddess that my new found lackey friend had long searched for?
Judging by the relief on Aquaman's face, she was. What a beautiful woman, though.
When I get the chance, I'll draw a picture of what she looked like.
In any case, my adventure was over. Now next time, I'd like a dream where I teach a kitten how to talk--and this time it had better be a lucid!

Uh, the end. Because I woke up.

04.06.2012

Kaomea & Tye Dye Blue Shirts, Ophelia's Twin Sister, Wrong Prescription...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remembered at least 3 dreams from the WBTB, but I decided,

"Oh, let me just doze off again for a few minutes, no biggie!" Forgot most of them now, except one. I still have a lingering experience from it.

Dream 1: Kaomea &Tye Dye Blue Shirts....(DILD)

Spoiler for Speculation and Insight:

I remember being lucid in this dream, because I remembered one experience from it....trying to jump from a high level (if I jumped from a high level in a non-lucid, I would either have it faded away, or somehow feel something). I never knew something so small as that would contribute to collecting my recall again!

I almost gave up trying to remember bits of this dream to be honest with you.

Honestly, from that same experience of feeling as if I was going to crash to the ground really helped with remembering this dream, most of it, at least.

So I'll be focusing on my feelings more, because that's going to help when I'm on the borderline between giving up and saying I don't remember anything, and still trying to find a small snippet.

I do a nose plug RC somewhere in this dream, and just saying, "I'm dreaming..." a few times. Then after I stabilized for a little while, I believed I could start running fast to find Kaomea.

"Okay...let's do this!"

I started to dash towards some gray wide road, and then I see that I'm at a high level somewhere, and I needed to land.

I go back a few feet away from the ledge, then I started to run as fast as I could and tried to jump far. I did a regular dash jump, and was feeling myself floating down.

This was a moment where I thought I would lose lucidity, I tried my best to accept that I was dreaming as a means to keep stable , and looking at the ground still made me have brief moments of predicting how it would feel to land, including thinking about a horrible landing...

Throughout the process of jumping from this high ledge, I believe I was rotating my arms in a weird motion, probably my attempt to fly or something. I landed safely, still feeling that rush from jumping from a high ledge.

The environment....I remember it looking as if it was going to rain....the sky....it was light gray....and I see this weird looking building in front of me.

I want to say it was probably a pyramid/temple....it looked a bit old (go figure...), it was dark gold I think, a little dirty and all.

(Maybe it was a desert....maybe it was a construction zone...I don't remember, but I do remember another lingering experience after this).

I believe I jump on top of this abnormal pyramid structure, and I go inside some dark hole on the top of it. I land and find myself in an area where there was several light blue shirts, kind of like tye dye shirts, but with just various shades of blue.

There were these stationary clothes hangers with some plastic chest torso bodies like they're being put up for display.

As far as lucidity goes, that's all I can remember for this dream. I did remember seeing a lady in red, and I would love to admit that it could've been Kaomea.

Maybe she (or some other DC that probably looked like her...I don' know...) told me to go somewhere because we both to take care of a few things, but I'll just have to leave this dream for speculation, or wait until Kaomea makes an entry of a somewhat similar encounter.

Just didn't want to give up on the bits that I remembered...

Dream 2: OpheliaBlue's Twin Sister

My whole experience of this dream was sort of hazy. I believe I'm sitting down near the edge of some high building, and there's a few people there as well.

I see OpheliaBlue, she's wearing blue jeans and a a semi-transparent shirt that has this mix of dark pink and diluted red to it. Her hair is most likely black, and it was bundled up into curls, like one of her photos I've seen in a thread. >.>

Anyway, she tells me that I should come with her to see her sister perform some unique talent of hers, I think it was balancing plates with thin light brown sticks, something like that.

I acknowledge her response to me and get up, but it's taking a little bit for me to stand up completely. After she started to walk a little bit, I felt like I should rest again on the floor.

I motioned a "Give me a moment's rest" type of action to Ophelia.

I laid down to my side, my body feels so tired and weak. I look at the ground for a little bit, seeing the little bumps on each tile of the flooring outside of this building. Then I look at what's in front of me, and I see the edge, and I'm awfully close to it.

And the floor outside of this building I'm resting on is slightly slanted, and I didn't want to roll all the way down there, because it felt like I was at a really high elevation.

So I get my left hand and make a fist to the ground to help with getting up, I managed to extend my left arm to where it forms a slanted L shape, but I can't get up.

I believe I rolled to my side to look where Ophelia's going, but here's the part that was really confusing to me.

She told me her sister would come, but to me, it looked like she had twin sisters, or I'm seeing another image of her.

Ophelia has the black hair, and the other person that is probably her twin sister has her hair dyed red, with a few traces of black.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 3: Wrong Prescription

I riding my bicycle near some parking toll booth entrance. In my hand, I was showing the person inside the booth about a wrong prescription apparently.

I guess they analyze and do customer service with pharmacy related issues as well.

The lady was asking me a few questions, and I told her that I never opened the bottle before.

Then for some odd reason, I open it, and take a pill, but I didn't swallow it immediately. I let my tongue make various forms around it, and it tasted a little bit like any regular hard capsule vitamin/pill.

Then I realized what I did, felt depressed, and said,

"Never mind........"

What I remember from my dream is only a few of the more exciting parts making the over all plot confusing but here goes

I'm on this ship with this grown guy in his 30s or 40s and water is coming from the ocean in giant funnels pulling people over board and lifting them in the air etc. It's all dark and gloom and I want to get off the Ship since we are already docked but the guy I'm with needs me to help him save these little girls who are trapped on the ship. We get to one but from some unknown reason the second id locked in a cage and the key is below deck. We tell one of the little girls to stay put and me and the guy goes below deck ti find this bag that has the key in it. We find it but before the guy can reach it a huge funnel of water comes from above crashing there the deck. Debris knocks me backward and I see the water come down on the guy entering his mouth. He drowning and falls over dead. The water the water moves back up and reveals the little girl we had previously saved standing were the hole in the deck is. She raises her hands and the water moves with her. She gives a very evil and smile and I say "I'S YOU!!"

I ditch the ship and go to shore. I look back and see it completely engulfed in water. The city beside the ship that I'm now in begins to also be attacked. It's night time and again all dark and gloom. I'm running about trying to get out of the city.


Next thing I know I'm in the forest and I come across a guy my age (17) who has a bow and appears to be hunting. Then he reveals to me he is about to go on a raid which he says is there only way to get what he needs to survive because him and his people are being suppressed b the local government. He says he needs food for his little sister. I go with him to help him. We get to the camp, which is huge and full of stuff and start sneaking around it.

Then my brother woke me up to eat pancakes.

My Brother on Skype

My brother was putting me down over Skype. My friend Micah from DV and our Lucid game project wrote a program that allowed me to capture and organize my brother's insults into categories. The comments were automatically filed by direct insult, insult as he spoke to someone else about me, and there were two other ways of organizing his insults.

I had a report of two or three pages showing each comment organized under its appropriate heading. At one point I had come up with something to say back to him. I typed it in Skype. I wish I could remember what it was I said. In any case, I decided not to send the message because it would play into his plan. I am currently not talking to him, haven't for about a year, and have no intention to talk to him ever again. So, I erased the message and decided the report of his comments was enough to damn him.

I had another dream where I was fighting my brother, but I can't remember it, so I'm just making the note here.

New/Current Job and Going to War

I was looking for work in the country. I've been working and thinking about my garden iwl, so I dreamed about a farm. I thought I would like it. Then I saw the workers as they bent down to spread straw or tirelessly pick vegetables. I realized it was not as romantic as I thought it would be.

Then I was on my job driving a school bus, but in this country environment, I didn't know if I needed to turn to the left or right on this country road.

I was eventually talking to someone in a special car. It had a boxy design, but was a luxury car, and was actually pretty nice looking. It was midnight blue. It was wide like a Bentley, and the sides were high. From the windows to the roof, it was like a second boxy level on top of the first. It was not as high and looked like a chop-top design. First it was a Jaguar, but I think it eventually was a Rolls or a Bentley because it just didn't have the styling of a Jag at all.

The guy inside was telling me about the car. He said it was designed to carry different types of people. There was one seat that was kind of separated from the others as it had a shower in it. You would sit in the seat and, you could clean off. That seat also was for the nerdy type as there was information on the inside of the car that would allow you to compare pricing on that car versus other cars. It was a nerdy thing because of numbers-crunching.

The other seats were more for diplomats or something. It was absolute prestige for the owner of the car, and luxury for the riders.

I then ended up talking to a guy in the same location, in an almost empty parking lot. Everyone was leaving. I was explaining that I didn't know which way to go. He said I just had to find the school my way, so I decided I would just go to the right and find it.

Then we started talking about how I was going to be going to war, and he was my commanding officer. I felt like I would never advance because I have such a poor memory and poor sense of direction. I started trying to improve his perception of my by touting my previous accomplishments in web design.

I then started telling him that while I used to be afraid of war, I have changed my attitude. I figured, I may very well die in the war, so I might as well fight with courage and die valiantly. I started really feeling ready to fight for our cause.

More Boxes

There was a building that was being foreclosed on. There was some kind of a structure under which the owner had built these box structures with plexiglass walls and wood frames. They built a tower underneath whatever the other structure was--some kind of an open fountain or sculpture.

I wanted some of the boxes, but I was afraid because they belonged to the owner. A guy who was with me said it didn't matter, and threw a couple of them to the side. This is reminiscent of the dream I had yesterday where there was a tower type structure of multiple cages for small rodents stacked atop eachother.

I recall this dream I had this morning starting off with me (I'm somebody else as usual) and a few other middle-aged men standing around in a group chatting about something. They were wearing suits and hats like the kind they used to wear back in the days of the old west. The town looked western too, with its orange sand and houses on both sides of it. We were standing just outside of a house. Then it hit me. I had this overwhelming feeling that I did all of this before. I looked up at the house and at the sun just above it. Then I told the guys, I said "hey... is anyone experiencing deja-vu, or is it just me? I know I've done this before."

The feeling of deja-vu was so overwhelming! My eyes rolled into the back of my head, I fell backwards, hit the ground, and passed out--I don't know why. I could hear the guys going "hey! hey!" Have you ever passed out while dreaming?

Now, I'm this same white guy with black hair and a short, black beard (I look as though I've been ruffed up a bit) and I'm sitting down on something out in the middle of nowhere--it looks like a desert. I look up at the sun and I see a person up there with a lot of white energy radiating around him in the form of a cross. This guy literally levitates all the way down and lands right in front of me. He's also white but with blond hair and a short, blond beard. He was smiling when he said "_____________, my friend." I don't remember exactly what he said when he first spoke, but I know that it was some kind of saying--like a lesson or something. He seemed benevolent in the way he spoke to me.

Now, I'm viewing the conversation from the side in third-person. I know that I'm the guy with black hair sitting down and this guy is my friend. Then the blond guy smiled and said "a one-war life without talking to fate." Referring to me. And that's all that I remember.

Here's a pretty bad sketch of what he looked like while he was high up in the air.

I remember this one dream where I was walking down a very dark street of the neighborhood I live in when I suddenly realized "Hey, I'm in a dream. What should I do now?" Then I thought it would be cool to grow black feathered wings and fly. So then I did and flew to the sky.

Around the time, I was having a good streak of lot of lucid dreams for some reason.

A long time ago, my house was shot at with an assault rifle because someone was being chased by this other guy, who was trying to break into our house to hide. (this isnt the dream part yet and everyone was ok) I think a year or two later, I had a dream about it and my family and I were on the news again. After the dream, I woke up and I saw a man in a black cloak (kinda assasins creed-like) standing in front of me across the room. (I knew I was awake at this point, since I heard my brother playing Mortal Kombat , sitting next to me.) The man's face was a cold stone-like blue and the top half was hidden by the hood of his cloak. I also felt wind and I was able to hear his ripped cape flapping. After about a minute of shock and not being able to move, I blinked and he was gone and I could move again.

I woke up really fast the other morning when I seen 5:30 am on my clock. (Didn't want to be late to work, you know.) Anyways, it was like I was looking down on myself in my bed for a split second as I sat bolt upright. But I was in first person view again as I stood upright and then got ready for work quickly.

It seemed like my dream self was trying to get back into me. Or is that more like an accidental astral projection? Super weird in any case. Oh and it gave me a headache that lasted most of the day.

I find my self at a convince store. Its small with a check out desk in the center and a bit of room in the back. Inside there is me walking by the back of the counter, my best friend looking at something in the back of the store along side a random customer who is doing the same, and lastly there is a cute blond girl behind the counter. I for a moment walk to the corner of the counter just randomly walking about and then turn around. My best friend has vanished and the random customer as well! I turn to the clerk girl and she has dreary look on her face. She says to me " You know, early today I saw a whole school of kids disappear." Ats at this moment I remember/know (its always weird how u just know about things in ur dreams.) that my friend had thought he had seen two people just disappear in front of him, even had the same look of dread but lessened by doubt. Its at this point I start to wig out a bit. People are just disappearing and my best friend is gone! I grab the clerk girl by the shoulders looking down straight into her eyes. I begin to blubber out in a panic. O no my best friend is gone! We have to stick together! We cant leave each others site! Shes scared by my panic and the grip I have on her. During all this her eyes shift color for a moment to red. I suddenly feel that she must be the one responsible for this! Its people around her that are disappearing. A take a step back wondering if this is true? If it is are we still the only ones around? If not who else is left? It at this point my dream begins to break down as like to put it. The setting of the convince store simply becomes blackness with a light source somewhere far away and the clerk girl has become, well she became something very similar to alien. Its at this point that I'm not so much dreaming but just thinking about the dream. It a shame that clerk girl had to go all alien on me, she was quite cute.

So there it is, my first DJ here. Hope some of you enjoy it.

Meaning I was aware of auditory hallucinations, just didn't know what they were exactly. Since then I came across internet searches telling me what they were.

The other day I was relaxing and began floating inbetween being awake and asleep. I was in this state only shortly and I started hearing voices saying things. It was bits and pieces of conversations, most of them I don't remember. I think what woke me back up was I heard Charon mentioned and it being related to the ten lost tribes of Israel returning. That I remember it seemed important.

I did some searching but nothing relates the two together. I figured I'd post here as well if someone might have some insight.

Operation "Access Memories" Attempt #1 - PHAILED!

Had this dream last night. I remember it starting out with me and two other guys running from a person dressed in a wizard's costume and they're firing magic at us and we at them. I also recall grabbing this person and tossing them aside, lol. Now, why were we running from them? This person was obviously a lightweight.

I broke off from the gang and ran into a building. I came to a hallway with three soda machines lined up against the wall and as I took two or three steps past them, I became lucid. The very second I became lucid and blinked, that same girl with the short blonde hair appeared right in front of me--believe it or not---but she didn't say anything right then. She's definitely my Dream Guide.

I found it odd that she would appear the very second I went lucid. Right then, I'm thinking, "Oh, shit! I'm lucid! I've got to get to work on my Things to Do List". Facing the hallway, I said "Access all memories." This surprised my Dream Guide and she said "Oh!" The part of the hallway that I was facing instantly became a dark void! Then I said "Exclude all fake memories!" Then my Dream Guide goes "OOOOOHHHHHHH!" *shocked and wide-eyed*

This is the first time I've ever gotten such a reaction from a dream character.... I could still hear the rumblings of the vending machines behind me, so I turned around and said "Shutdown Machines" two times. After I turned back towards the dark void, the rumblings of the vending machines ceased. It was totally quiet. My Dream Guide is standing like right beside me but she's not saying anything.

As I peered into the void, I said "Playback memories." I said it several times and waited--nothing happened. I guess I wasn't specific enough. So, I'm standing there trying to figure out what to say when my dream starts to fade and I wake up. I think I did pretty good for a first attempt.

I suppose I should've said something like "Access all memories of my current incarnation." Looking into the void was like looking out into space. Perhaps I had access to all of my memories from all my past lives?

Total Duration: Several Hours