memorable

I had magic powers like Merlin does, and I was on a mission. I'm not sure what I was trying to do, but it had a sense of urgency (I think it was to do with revenge).
First, I went outside of the house I was in with the others (not sure who) and then Fred and George Weasley (from Harry Potter) were calling and they were standing on the end of clothing racks which were on fire. But we went back inside like nothing had happened. Then, I went upstairs where the King was cleaning his teeth with a Colgate electric toothbrush. Out of sight, below him on the stairs, I chanted a spell and it knocked him out. I caught the toothbrush as it fell from his hand and turned it off. Somehow, the others (this time I saw: it was Gwen, Arthur and Merlin) were alerted to this and ran upstairs. I chanted a spell, turned invisible and ran downstairs. I heard them say 'This must be the secret sorcerer', then I jumped out of the window and flew over the trees and grass behind my house and saw some people below me with candles, and then the dream faded out.
Random

I dream about zombies a lot. Although this was a while ago, this is my most vivid dream.

I am in downtown, in a coffee shop. There are people all around me talking, browsing the internet, doing what people generally do in coffee shops.
Suddenly, there is no one. I am completely alone in a place that was just moments ago teeming with life. Outside, there are signs of people having been there not long ago. A discarded newspaper on the ground. Parked cars lining the streets. But I am alone out here.
And then I am not.
As soon as the first one appears, I seem to notice them all. At first they don't see me. But when they do, I know I am in terrible danger. As they charge towards me, I run towards the one place I can think of to find solace: home.
Of course, in dream world, it takes but a thought of a place to get you there. I rush inside my house, thinking that the danger is possibly over, as I left downtown far behind me. The house is apparently empty, but I am wary. I rush into the back bathroom, as it is the closest room in the house without windows. Just as I am about to close the door, I hear footsteps. My father appears in the kitchen.
"Dad?" I call out timidly. He looks over at me, and I feel a rush of relief. I open the door a bit wider.
Then his eyes widen, and he begins to run towards me.
"No," I choke. When he's nearly reached the door, I slam it shut. I sink down against the door, sobbing, with my dad--not really my dad--pounding on the other side.

And that is where I woke up. As you can imagine, I freaked the fuck out. This is probably my most vivid memory from any dream I've ever had.

Nothing particularly worth remembering last night, so we'll delve into "classics" again. In case somebody's confused, I do have a dream journal where I obviously write every dream down, in finnish - I just translate only interesting/lengthy entries into this one.

Dark Future
Date: January 28th, 2009
Lucid: No

This started with a fragment of me fondling some girl's breast, thus the header. The girl just laughed at me for being so gentle. I guess girls like it rough. Soon enough the whole dream transformed something completely different and one of the most memorable non-lucids I've ever had.

I found myself in some kind of electronic control system for laser turrets. My brother was in the cockpit of the next turret and in the sky enemy fighters flew all around. I've written that it was the final battle between good and evil, so perhaps that's how I felt about it at the time.

I managed to recall the controls of the turret quite accurately. Two joysticks moved the turret around, though I don't know why they needed to have two of them, one would suffice you'd think. Moving and firing was easy, but the problem for me was aiming - there was no way for me to actually see into the sky while I was in the cockpit. In the end I just decided to pull the triggers and keep the laser firing blindly into the sky. At least there's a distant chance of hitting something.

That wasn't a good idea though. I guess the turret's mechanics couldn't take such continuous firing, as the it jammed, or something like that. It ceased to fire. I pressed all the buttons, but nothing worked. It was time to bail out of there as I had no means of defending myself.

Outside the situation wasn't much better, as there were dangerous human-destroying robots looming all around. I just knew that, I don't remember actually seeing one immediately after leaving my turret. I was still wandering the streets and I thought to myself, that even if I hide into a basement of some building, the robots must have some kind of life-tracking device and they'd inevitably find me. I felt like I was already dead. Despair filled me.

I didn't see these terminators around, though. Somehow I still felt threatened. I soon saw and old, abandoned warehouse. A classic place to hide. I didn't hesitate when I walked in there. Maybe I should have, because there was some addict/drunk - a guy who seemed dangerous anyway. He wasn't angry though, but since I was in this threatened headspace already, I was suspicious of him.

We began talking about something. I don't remember what it was about. All the sudden I grabbed the guy's arm and tried to twist it. First one way, then I switched to the other. It didn't work. The guy just got upset and shot himself with some syringe. Then he attacked me. The details of the fight are out of my recall, but I did manage to knock him out - perhaps even kill him. Makes me kind of seem like a villain as I was the one who attacked first, but still, he did seem dangerous. Better to strike first then.

I wasn't out of the trouble yet, though. While fighting I had seen another addict in the next room, but he was apparently so high or something, that he completely ignored us. I was leaving the place when three other addicts came in from the same door I had come in. Well, now I was in trouble. They saw the body of their buddy behind me and they weren't happy.

The addicts surrounded me. I was scared to death by this point - remember I had no idea that this was a dream. It felt very real to me. I was only thinking that I had to survive somehow. I was thinking about performing some kind of wall-jump to go around them, but I guess I was a little bit desperate. This time they were the ones to attack first. One of them threw a punch at me. I managed to partially block him, so that my face only received a touch. Still I let out a loud "Oof" sound as the fist hit me.

The same guy seemed to stop and think for a moment. Then he threw another punch. This time it got nowhere near to me. Yet again I let out the "Oof" sound, even it didn't hit me at all. All the addicts started to laugh at me. I still felt very threatened and rightly so. I guess the laughing distracted them enough and I took the chance; I ran out between two of them.

While I was running I already knew I had survived, unless they have guns or something. I was, and still am in at least a solid shape. I can outrun some addicts any day.

The outside of the warehouse was similar to what it was when I went in. I've described it as being similar to the opposing side of counter-terrorist's starting point in the map cs_compound in Counter-Strike: Source, without the containers. Wow, that was a terrible sentence. Anyway, let's move on. I was going around the warehouse clockwise, but I again ran into trouble - two addicts coming right at me! I supposed they were all buddies of each other. I turned back to round the house counter-clockwise. The addict still at the door of the warehouse behind me shouted to them: "Throw a bottle at him!"

The other of the two guys that just came at me turned around and started going around the warehouse clockwise, apparently trying to meet me at the other side and surround me again. When I emerged from the other side of the house, I continued straight after the wall ended. The guy coming from the other side appeared a little behind me. He threw a bottle at me. It was a small bottle of 7up, you know, plastic bottle. Seriously? I doubt plastic bottle would have caused much damage to me. There was even some liquid in it still, so I even considered picking it up so that I'd have something to drink. I decided against it in the end.

"Hahaha, you didn't hit me", I mocked him while I continued to run away. I shouted some other insults as well to him, but I don't remember those anymore.

So I got away. While I was easing my step, I was visioning myself returning there to revenge. Someday... Apparently I thought myself as some kind of action hero.

I ran into the "City". Now City was an interesting place. Only the Chosen People were let in there, and I wasn't one of them. So as I approached the place, the special forces started firing me. Gee, I'm really not having good luck. From danger to danger. From addicts throwing plastic bottles at me to special forces firing with guns at me. Some "getting away".

Somehow I survived being fired at. All of these Chosen People of the future dressed exactly alike. They had long black leather-coats, sunglasses and they all were bald. The coats were open and the clothing beneath it was dark as well. So it was hard for me to mix into them. I wonder how the hell I didn't get found and shot.

I figured that if I just shaved my head (I have long hair) and dressed alike, I could fool them. That was my long-term plan.

I don't remember why - or how - but I went to some hospital. There some professor started telling me all kinds of things. I guess he was the exposure needed at this point so that I'd know how this world works. The professor told me about "The Perfect Race of Humans", that they had created. Apparently the Chosen People. On the monitor there was 3d-model of the head of these humans of the future. They had long skulls and small noses. Big forehead. Those were the details I noticed particularly.

For some reason I started to think about what would be the perfect amount of humans from which the current (as in future as the dream was set there) segment of the humanity had descended on. For some arbitrary reason I figured 10 000 would be good amount. Then I proceeded to think that that's why the killer robots were probably around. They were used to get rid of rest of the humanity, so that the Chosen People would be all there is eventually.

That's pretty grim vision of future, but at least I survived. It was nightmarish dream, but at the same time it still was totally awesome. One of the best I've had ever.

It ended in a false awakening where I was in my room, but after that that part is boring. So let's end it here.

at home i ask mom to go out then i arrive at dads old house i tell him that dogs are needed for safety as he say that prickly wires are better he opens the gate sis and mil appear i lend sis's Nintendo ds a wire hangs then dad makes a move which pulls the wire throwing the ds down she rages a little for that then we all enter on the grass i see potential twin pit-bull dogs playing on the green grass then on a shifted modified version of the porch theres a man like pelvis with a dark green shirt then i hear cryings and bandit blowing when i look in direction of the mansion i see a green shirted father beating his (hidden) kid then the dream shifts to a semi third first person view where i am a sausage in a trio of three thick red commercial sausages we are driving the same white car with the black sport line we stop at a corner of a turning point of a road we then come out out the car and walk a little around the road corner thinking about an issue to contact someone(indeed the image of that person was me IRL ) for some strange things happening (i think it was the feeling i had as i wanted to wild and this is the dream of the failed attempt ) then a mini truck comes stop-crashing in the exact corner then we find it useful to go see who's inside we see a woman in the passengers seat she had a sleeveless with her seatbelt on and head on the dashboard in front of her but our sausage trio are then astonished by the fact that there is no driver by intuition i make an instant escape but i have a dual form because one of my legs are caught off by an invisible force i tell myself that i may not escape but i have to at least free my leg from that force , i pull , i pull , i pull till i free my sausage self ( don't ask me i was dual because i was running with the feeling of legs still my body was a lump of sausage)
then i started running to ascend to the hills that overwhelmed us and on my run i heard my two other sausage fellers being eaten by the lady who had awakened and i was on my way to the top to meet the human on the other side (me irl ) escaping the woman who was still by the truck ( i figured that the crash was a fake intended to trap us ) .
i my real self is now in the city village driving painting some details on the sideway in the turning point of that city then when i reach at a point where a woman in her car would put me on the road if i went to her side with my car so i drove a bit till a certain point then i don't get a hint how i did it but i am now on a bike riding through the ripped woods neighborhood thinking how my aunt would see me there i watched the time(stupid working watch in a dream , it shouldn't work) it was half past one then i turned at the round about seeing two girls there then i speeded up when i made my 180 turn thinking about the rules of the road i then came back to the turning point that i was with the white car i was then behind a bus i thought of overtaking but it was hard to do so then many cars including the bus overtook the one that was parked by the road blocking the traffic i passed through police officers ( but that ol' dream logic ... i can pass through the officers but how in the world could that bus pass) then i arrive in the main town , i ask myself if i was to take the bus to go home but then decided to ride back home .
i am in my room on my bed in the same position i took the nap then the scene was mingled between me arriving from town and me waking up from the last dream ( funny i am still in the dream at that time ) then m bro comes troubling me wanting to tell me something that happened whilst i wasn't there i didn't want to hear it then i was then thinking how i had a great adventure till the point where i wake up knowing all of this was a dream ( the dream was6/10 of vividity enough for me th think it was reality )

Kiss Psych

I was in some type of class room setting. There was a short haired blond girl with kind of messy hair. She wasn't that attractive, but she was kind of cute; kind of a pimply face though.

She was slowly leaning in, and so was I. We were going to kiss, but then she changed her mind. Not only that, she was offended that I would try to kiss her. That sucked.

There was more to the dream as I left that scene, but I can't remember much. I don't know how interesting it was anyway.

Snakes

I was at the Chatahooche river. Two people found large snakes. The first guy was holding cotton mouth, though it looked more like a blue diamond back rattler. The snakes mouth was open wide.

I was trying to tell the guy it was a poisonous snake, but I couldn't talk in my dream. He then said it had bitten him as he ran with the snake. I thought he would soon drop due to the poison.

A saw another guy running with a medium sized Burmese python. I thought, "Now that is a safe snake to hold!" but I couldn't explain that to the other guy.

The End

(Note: If you don't snowboard or ski, you may get confused with the wording)

I was snowboarding at Whiteface Mtn. (Which i had just been to over this weekend) And was riding through their park. I was just going around things, not hitting any jumps or rails, and just looked around at the people. I noticed someone standing right at the end of a box talking to what looked like a friend of his, completely oblivious to what was going on around them. Right as I was about to pass them I saw a skier hit the box. He rode through it and nearly hit the two people at the end. He must've ridden over one of their skis because the two people got very angry and stormed after him. They sped away faster than i was going and I didn't feel like following them.

I continued to ride through just avoiding most of the features when I noticed a ride on rainbow box connected to some sort of dragon box, all wavy and totalled to what looked like a good 40 feet. I stopped a few dozen feet above it and waited for the people before me to go before I went. Most just rode on and off, doing 50-50s and most slipped off to the side. The person before me to go, another boarder, did a (sorry for the "boardspeak")front board on to 5-0, back 5 off. I didn't know how to follow that up so I sat there waiting for something to pop into my head. I finally came up with something and dropped in.

I rode up towards the box on the left side and hopped up onto it doing a front board, just the person before me. But I continued through with it and did a 270 off. I rode down to the bottom like nothing happened, trying to be cool and what not, when I noticed something strange: I can't do any of that. I didn't really think much of it and got on the chairlift after waiting for only like 20 seconds. While on the lift the fact that i did that kept popping into my head. I finally figured, the heck with it, and did a quick nose-plug RC. I took off my gloves and pinched my nose. I tried to breath in and, for some reason, it didn't work. Just to be extra sure i checked my hands too. The left one was fine but the right one had an extra finger between my ring finger and pinky. I found this extremely strange and did another nose-pinch but questioned everything much more. This time, it worked! I could breath in through my nose, and there was an extra finger on my hand. This had to be a dream.

Not wanting to get too excited (like I did a few nights ago) I took a couple deep breaths and took in my surroundings. The sun was out and it felt warm on the back of my neck. The snow was melting a little bit and there was a stream running down the middle of the mountain. It seemed very loud and was quite vivid for a dream. I could also smell the wet grass beneath the snow as my dad made a face next to me since he doesn't like that smell. The dream seemed unusually vivid, as if it was waking life. Wanting to be completely sure, I asked my dad who was sitting next to me. I turned to him and said, "This is a dream, right?"

To which he replied, "Only if you want it to be." And I did want it to be. I hadn't had a long LD in a while and felt a bit overdue, so I wanted to be a little more cautious with this one. That idea didn't last long. One thing that I always wanted to do was feel immensly powerful through the use of telekenesis and force. So, i snapped my fingers and pictured a huge battlefield with thousands of enemies all coming at me. In a second, I was in a large open field with some tall grass, but there was nobody else, just me. I noticed I was still wearing alll my gear from boarding and was getting very hot.

I stripped down out of my layers to shorts and jeans. Not wanting to have my movement restricted, I took off my jeans to find some athletic shorts beneath. This seemed fitting since I did have gym in school today and nearly forgot my shorts . I stodd in the field for a minute waiting for something to happen. After about 15 seconds I noticed a large breeze coming through. All the grass waved in the wind and it was getting very ominous. Once the wind died down I swore i heard a sound of yelling off in the distance. I payed close attention and noticed that it was getting louder. Not only was there yelling, but there was also a low rumbling too, like a stampeded of elephants. I looked over the horizon only to see a massive sea of movement.

I got ready, and, wanting to fit the "badass" theme, just stood there as chill as I could. I waited some more and after a good minute the crowd was only about 100 yards away. They neared and I was getting mentally prepared, picturing large waves of "force" (i guess that would be the best way to describe it) that resembled a shockwave pushing everything back. Once they were all about 15 yards away, they just stopped, staring at me. I payed no attention to them, and looked down at my hands, focusing. I could tell a few of them were scratching their heads, confused at what I was doing.

After a short while i turned at one of them, and pushed my hand forward, imagining a wave of energy pulsing forward at one of them. It wasn't until now that I noticed they were in all black, thin suits similar to what a ninja would wear, but they didn't have any weapons. Once I pushed my hand forward, I saw a faint distortion in the air (like when the pavement is very hot and oyu can see the heat waves rising up). Through that distortion I saw the one I aimed at and those behind him fly backwards. All the rest of them stared at the hole in their circle they had formed around me, and some looked terrified, while others looked furious.

At this moment, my point of view went into 3rd person from a bird's eye type of view about 15 feet above me. I could see myself and I truly did look like a badass. At this moment, they all charged, but in just enough of a broken up maner that I could get a good flow going. Being only my second or third attempt at 1 vs. a lot, I just pictured what I thought could be a possible fight scenario. Still being in third person, I could still sense all of my senses, just my sight was a bit different. The first enemy that got to me i ducked under and sidestepped under his legs, flipping him into one behind me.

I continued to step sideways, spinning and kicking each who came after me. I had defeated not 10 of them when several dozen all jumped on me at once. I felt very squished beneath them all, and could feel them trying to punch/kick me. Not wanting to loose this easily, i crouched down and took a second to charge another energy wave. This time I forced upwards with all my strength causing a shockwave to radiate from me and blow those on top of me back several hundred feet. I also ended up a goodd 50 feet in the air. Those still on the ground beneath me looked up with a look of fear on their faces. I flipped upside down and dove into the ground head first. I kept my arms at my side and hit the ground with just my head at full force. It cause a decent sized crater (~30 feet in diameter) and blew back another hundred of them.

Unfortunately, there was still thousands of them. I decided that I might as well go all out since I likely won't be getting a chance like this any time soon. I once again jumped straight up into the air, only this time I had nobody on top of me, and I flew much higher. At about 200 feet i stopped and hovered for a second, and got into a crouching position again, much like before. This time, i took a few more seconds and really tightened up, figuring that this would give me a bigger boost in power. I could picture in my head an extremely large force racing away from me at the crowd of enemies.

Before I could even blink, I outstretched my arms and legs as quickly and strong as I could, imagining the wave I had just pictured. When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing left of the army that stood just a moment before. All I saw was the same field that I had been in for the majority of the dream. The crater I had made was still there, but none of the enemies were. I figured I must've gone full blown crazy and obliterated them all.

Not really thinking much of it, I started to think of what else I could do. A sex dream came into my mind, but I had been wanting to stop having those, since it was almost always the first thought that popped into my head during a LD. I continued to focus on something and eventually the TotY popped into my mind. However, I thought of last years tasks. I figured I would save Janet from the movie psycho. Not remembering that it was now 2012, I continued on with my dream, not thinking anyhing of it.

In order to get to the bathroom where the movie took place, I closed my eyes and said to myself, "When I open my eyes I will be in the same bathroom as Janet." When I opened my eyes, however, I found myself lying in my bed, awake. Damn, I had to go to school in less than an hour

This is from the beginning of my journal in 2009, and it's colored like this in the word file, so I thought I'd copy that..

I was in a sort of sci-fi place (that looked kind of like a dark, greeny-colored apartment building with a swimming pool outside the sliding glass door) with a group of people. One of them was a girl. She took off her clothes, touched an area above her breasts and then an area on her abdomen and invited me to touch those places too. At the place on her chest there was a strange swollen area. I didn't know what it was. But on her abdomen bellow her stomach and just above her pubic area there was a place where, when I pushed, it popped in a little like there was something hard in there, like an egg. I tried to figure out what to do, and some confusion transpired amongst the group. In that time the girl sat down and when I went to check on her a minute or two later she was dead.

I went back in time a few minutes. A girl came in and took off her clothes, but she was sort of bronze and sexy, which the other girl wasn't. The other one was young and a little odd looking. I remembered she had been the second girl to come in. (Actually there had only been one girl, but as a dream memory, it changed what happened the first time around.) She soon came in and I quickly got her onto an operating table that looked like a dentist chair with big pointy arms over it. The controls looked like a video game controller. THEN MY BOYFRIEND TOUCHED MY FACE AND I WOKE UP AND DIDN'T GET TO SAVE THE GIRL.

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Subtle (DILD)

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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

As I lounge in the cool waters of a private pool, eyes closed, I hear a familiar voice echo through the dark: ”Don’t freak out, but that’s a shark you’re resting your head on,” she spoke calmly, allowing me to recognize a dream sign as my head rest transformed into a twelve-foot long, brown tiger shark; she offered her hand, and I took it, pulling myself over the shark and out of the pool altogether, ready for whatever she had in store for me.

DreamLucidAwake

More dragon stuff and I'm happy with that. Some interesting things happened in this dream that made it the best lucid I've had to date. Not all was perfect though.

Dragon Taming

I don't remember anything from before I became lucid (if there was anything). It was a bright day and I was in a small river valley. I water was shallow and you could see beautiful colored rocks below the water. There were small trees growing in the water along the rivers path. I was lucid and taking joy in the ability to perform nearly impossible parkour techniques.

I was jumping from tree to tree and trying to avoid the water as much as possible. There isn't much to say about it other than there was a lot of flipping and precision jumping. The freedom felt amazing. The last few jumps were the best. I jumped from one tree to the one in front of me and I spun around to the other side of it. I then jumped over to a large rock and jumped off of that onto a very high tree. I leaped off of this tree before I realized that there's nothing to jump to. Although I fell from a great hight, I was okay because I did a roll.

Now my goal was to get to the top of the cliff in front of me and out of the valley. I saw a crevice that I could wall jump on next to the waterfall. I ran straight towards it, but then I stopped when I saw a spiked wall to the left of it. The wall shot out and just barely missed me. I ran past the wall and into the crevice as the trap slowly reset itself. I then wall jumped all the way to the top. I even slid all the way back down right after just to do it again.

At the top was a great mansion that the river flowed around. I entered the mansion through the back door which led to my bedroom. I opened my bedroom door and everything looked like a mansion again. It was mostly empty though as if it had just been bought. I thought my family was in there somewhere and I had to ask my mother something. I searched a few nearby rooms, but I found no one. I then returned to the main hall where I saw my aunt looking outside through the wide open doors.

"Is mom here?" I asked her.
"Your parents left." She said.
"Where are they?" I asked.
"Just head north and you'll find them." She said.
"Okay, which way is north?" I asked while looking for a compas.
She pointed outside and said, "That way. Just past the mountains."

Before I went outside, I felt like exploring one more room. It was a living room that actually had furniture and stuff in it. This is when I realized I never stabilized. I started rubbing my hands together and noticed I had a glove on my right hand. It felt pretty real and the dream started to become more vivid than it already was. Suddenly I remembered hearing something about stabilizing by licking things. I licked my glove and it tasted like any other glove. I saw a glass table in front of me and then decided to try licking it. After I licked it there was a disgusting taste in my mouth. I looked at the table and saw that there was a yellow slime on it. I then spent the next 30 seconds scraping off my tounge and spitting the taste out. The dream became almost as vivid as real life, but I still wish I hadn't licked the table.

I then went outside to start my journey. The path looked like it would require me to go a long way east to go around the mountains. There were also mountains to the east though, so I figured it wouldn't be a favorable road. I thought about flying over the mountains, but I really just don't like standard flying in dreams. I kind of got distracted from my goal here and remembered my draconic roar. I figured that since I was still knew to it, I should practice it and try to make it stronger. I did at least five roars and each one was much louder than the ones from previous dreams. It was like the Lion King with the volume at 100. Most of my roars were just aimed into the sky where they wouldn't have an effect on anything. My last roar though, I looked at a tree, took a deep breath, and made an amazing sounding roar. It also instantly blasted the tree in two, which I thought was just great.

I then remembered that I needed to get over the mountains, and at the same time remembered that I'm Dragonborn. So I figured I could just fly a dragon. I looked towards the mountains to the east and held my hands out. "Summon dragons!" I commanded. I then saw a baby ice dragon and a baby earth dragon fly out from behind the mountains. I also saw the image of a giant (mountain size) earth dragon in the distance, but it didn't move. The two baby dragons started playing together in the air for a little bit before they finally landed in front of me. I reached out my hand and moved slowly towards the white one.

"Hey buddy!" I said as I moved towards it. The two dragons started to back away from me.
"Don't be scared, it's okay." I said trying to calm them. As I moved closer into their space, they started to become aggressive.
"No, no, I'm friendly! See?" I said holding my hand out to it.
"Oh shit!" I yelled as tried to bite me.

The ice dragon nearly bit my arm and the two of them were starting to growl at me. If I were to make one more attempt they would tear me to shreds in seconds. I guess baby dragons are just more timid and aggressive. It's not like I could fight against them though. You don't hurt the creature you're trying to befriend. Then an idea hit me. Summon a teacher!

For some reason I'm just no good at summoning people, but I'm really good at summoning dragons. So what if I summoned a dragon with a person riding it? I held my hand out and looked towards the mountains again. "Summon dragon tamer!" I commanded. I waited a few seconds before seeing a figure come out from behind the mountain. A fire dragon with a man on it then appeared next to me. The man was dressed in a funny outfit that reminded me a lot of the squire from many dreams ago.

"How do I tame one of these dragons?" I asked him.
"With a ball." He said.
"A ball...?" I said confused.
"You can use it to distract them long enough to get close and make friends with them." He explained to me.

He then pulled out a yellow ball that got the green dragon's attention. He tossed it and the dragon caught it and started to happily play with it. He then moved in close to it and started petting the dragon. It worked, and he had made the dragon his pet. The dragon tamer handed me the yellow ball and told me to try. I looked towards the white dragon, but it got scared and started running down the road. Naturally, I chased after it. When the dragon realized I was chasing it, it started to fly low to the ground. Then there were fences and walls in my way, but I managed to jump and flip over them. The dragon was starting to tire as chase went on, but my dad woke me up before the end.

End

If the dragons weren't so timid I think this would have been the perfect lucid dream. I feel like I did learn something from all this though. Only problem is I don't care enough at the moment to figure that out.

I was standing in a dark room in front of my aquarium (which i didnt have one at the time). An older man walked in who reminded me of Gandolf the Grey or Dumbledor......He and i was talking. He was telling me why i had to leave everything behind again. Even my fish. This saddened me. I wondered if my fish would die, or if someone would take care of them. I then poored the entire bottle of fish food into the tank. it was blue and white. it poored into the tank and formed into the shape of a type of coral. i woke up before leaving with the older man.

I had a dream about Andromeda (the series) where Dylan had a mission to escort someone on a planet. Seamus Zelazny Harper and someone else (another unknown engineer) were facing a special threat meanwhile, someone who had a lot of different people in his matrix. Actually Harper nearly died some years ago in an accident but this dude probably killed him himself while Harper was resting, uploaded him into his matrix and replicated a Harper to infiltrate the crew. Harper however managed to understand the Situation at some point and programmed a virus inside of his mind, and uploaded that virus into the dude during that mission. Thus he was able to take him over and sort of get himself resurrected. On the same Planet there was a spot of space (distorted physical laws) where Beka was fighting some sort of huge technical Pyramid with the Maru. Harper used his new (pretty advanced) space-proof body to save Beka out of space after the Maru got destroyed in a fight during the same mission.

Last night didn't produce anything special dreamwise again. I remembered some fragments, but not enough to merit a proper entry here. So instead we are going to delve into another "classic".

Jakro "Classics" II: Weird Mansion and It's Angry Owner
Date: January 9th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was keeping a fire in the fireplace, but for some reason I somehow removed the burning contents of the fireplace and took them with me outside, next to the shed where we keep our firewood. It was winter and I took the fading fire and placed it onto the snow. Like I said I have no idea how I transported the fire from within the fireplace to outside, nor I know why I did it. The fire wasn't burning very brightly, so I poked the wood a bit to make more space for it to take air - it worked as some old wooden door that was beneath the fire burst into flames like I'd poured gas in it.

This was the time when I realized that it probably isn't the smartest thing to burn wood next to the shed. If it would have caught fire, that would have been catastrophic. The fire did indeed spread to the wood that was inside the shed. I panicked a bit but managed to put down the fire. The fire was out, but I was still nervous in case there was some smoldering.

I switched back inside the house all the sudden. There was my brother and some random buddies of him. I felt like I knew them, even though afterwards I had no idea who they were. My brother gave me his phone, so that I could call our sister to watch the shed in case there's still something smoldering.

For some reason I called my brother's number, which is odd considering I was using his phone! Funny enough, some unknown dude actually answered the phone. There is no mention of the contents of the call, so I take it I didn't move forward much in that discussion. I forgot about the shed as there was a bigger problem.

The group - me, brother and the other guys - weren't in our house at all. It was some kind of strange mansion, and we were lost there. We didn't know how we had ended up there, but we wanted to get away. We were in some kind of dining hall. There were stairs up, but they were collapsed on the upper end. The upper level wasn't that high anyway. On that upper level there were stairs even further upwards. Couple of the other guys planned to get to that upper level by climbing the stairs to as high as they go and then jumping to the upper platform. It was feasible, as the platform was just about within jumping range.

I took the lead and was first to try the jump. I managed to grab onto the edge edge of the platform with my arms, but then the platform collapsed under my weight. The fall wasn't long and I didn't hurt myself, but the other guys were a bit pissed about the fact that there was no way upwards anymore.

In fact, the others succumbed into despair. They talked pure crazy-talk that we are going to starve there as we were stuck. WTF? We were in a mansion, and in a dining hall no less. You'd think there were some food nearby, even more importantly, you'd think someone actually lives there! I wasn't really concerned about starving to death.

I rallied the rest of the bunch and we started to search for a alternative routes away from there. In some room to the side of dining hall we met a little girl. I asked whether there was any other way out except that broken stairway. The girl then asked us to come with her. She took us to a balcony that was high on the house's side, but it had a stairway going down! We had managed to get out.

Not so fast. We were just about to go to the balcony when we bumped into the owner of the mansion. Instantly I was afraid of him - he just seemed to emit this vibe of pure hateful energy. Like he was about to snap at any moment. The worse thing was that he was actually carrying a rifle when he came to us. It was some old-fashioned rifle that was probably at least a couple hundred years old. I remember the gun in vivid detail - it was beautifully decorated throughout, both it's metal and wooden parts. It must have been expensive.

I don't remember exactly what the guy said, but his message was basically this: "I'm glad you are coming out, otherwise I would have had to kill you." Jesus Christ. This guy is a madman, but I figured that out at first sighting.

We were leaving. Somehow I knew that my dad was on his way to come to pick me up from there. I tried to spark up some conversation with the guy in the meantime, just to keep his occupied so that he doesn't get any ideas about torturing and murdering us. He seemed like a that kind of guy. I was about to compliment him about his nice gun, but I never get to that, as he pulled out a dull and bent butterknife.

Yeah. This was the kind of guy that was even more scary when wielding a dull and bent butterknife. He could fuck me up with that. I had no doubts in my mind of that. I tried to defuse the situation by saying assertively "Do not point that butterknife at me!", but instead that actually blew out the situation. Wrong move.

The guy went absolutely nuts. He started shouting that I won't tell him what he can or can't do. I was terrified. "This is it, my life's going to end. Fucked up with a butterknife by some madman."

Finally he snapped fully and started coming towards me. I tried to survive by starting to run away. I ran the stairs down with the guy chasing me down.

Lucky for me, just as I was on the ground level, my dad's car emerged from the road. He stopped his car some way from me and I ran to get on board. I was barely in when I screamed at my dad to step on it. I guess he saw the guy that was coming after me as he quickly obliged.

But I couldn't get the door closed as the lunatic managed to just cut in. Car was already moving and he had to run along to keep up. The madman and I struggled a bit at the door before we finally managed to shrug him off.

Some way away my it was my dad's turn to snap. I was explaining what happened and my dad got so angry, that he made an U-turn and started accelerating back towards the madman's mansion. I presumed that he was going to try to run over the madman. Wow, I didn't know my dad could get so upset over something that he would cold-bloodedly try to kill someone - even if the madman totally deserves it.

Anyway, I was still scared to death. I managed to convince my dad to turn back away as I told him, that the lunatic had a rifle. It was lucky that my dad listened to me.

We drove away from the mansion and had succeeded to escape. My brother and the rest of the crew were forgotten by now, like they never even existed. I guess the managed themselves. Nonetheless this was an uncharacteristically happy ending for a nightmare.

DreamLucidAwake

Haven't wrote in my journal lately because I was busy with holiday stuff and generally unmotivated. This dream is important to me because I learned two very useful abilities.

Dragonborn Magic

I can't remember much of anything from before I became lucid. It was night time and I was in a field. There were also grey clouds in the sky and it was starting to snow. I was by myself and surrounded by a low fence that was generating a force field. Chris and some other guy were in another one not too far away. They were fighting with a woman, who was an elf, and casting spells at each other. So now my current goal was to figure out how to get out of the force field and help them.

At this point I became lucid. I put my hands up in the air and kept making a throwing motion. I was attempting to cast a magic missle spell, but I just couldn't get it to work. I don't think I was really focusing on the spell enough. After trying at least 10 times I gave up and something interesting happened.

"Why isn't it working?!" I asked myself. It frustrated me because I was doing the exact same thing the other three were doing. Instinct suddenly started to take over like it did when I first used time control. I jumped into the air and roared loudly. A powerful wave of blue energy came out of the roar and blasted through the force field like it was nothing. I noticed that the others were now fighting in the center of the field and regained complete control of my actions again.

I jumped over the fence and then noticed my dog standing in front of me. She started to push me as I rubbed my hands together. After I had won the fight with her over stabilization, returned my focus to the fight. Instinct kind of took over again and I held my hands out flat while looking into the distance. I shouted, "Summon Ice Dragon!" A few seconds later I saw a shadowed figure flying out of the fog. The dragon flew very fast and was able to reach me in only about 10 seconds. It was full grown and looked very tame. I made a few steps forwards in an attempt to mount it. My dog tackled me before I could even touch the dragon and I woke up.

End

I learned the draconic roar and how to summon dragons. I feel like this is related to the dream I had where the old man told me I was Dragonborn. I wonder if I'll gain other abilities from it...

I'm back...I have a yearlong journal in the grandfathered section and my resolution in new years was to do another year long one straight.

Mummy in the florida keys

It was like I was coming back to college ut instead, I was going to college in the swamp lands of florida. It was weird because I would frequently see an aerial view of the neighborhood I was living in when talking about it. I spent most of my time in the airport with other kids who were going to do the same program that I was in. When I got t the the airport, I first met one girl, slightly chubby with blonde frizzy hair, who was going to my same program. Soon a lot of other kids started started gathering who were going to the same thing.

In the library (another section of the airport around the gate), there were many sets of shelves, one of them seemed to belong to me in a past experience with the program. My stuff was scattered to the ground and thrown all over the place. I was pretty mad and I was spending a lot of time trying to find a small paperback book with a blood red cover with a black boy on it. Instead, all the books that I could find were other paperbacks, most memorably, a Redwall book like the ones I used to read when I was younger. There were 2 black boys and one tan white girl, all about 16 standing around and chatting around my shelf. It was them who had messed up all of my stuff. I got really mad at them and punch one of them but then I cooled down. He was still really mad at me so I let him punch my arm a couple times until he cooled down too. Then I told them that there was gonna be a mummy where I was living. The girl was instantly interested and one of the boys, a shorter bald kid who kinda looked like an older version of the boy in Role Models said that because i was telling these interesting stories, the girl was gonna be in love with me. This was true and she wouldn't stop following me around.

the aerial view of the neighborhood that I was living in was interesting. It had a couple of houses painted in interesting tropical houses. A lot of the land was covered in water and the houses were mostly connected by dry sand patches in between the land. There was a bridge made of giant pink stones and covering it was a giant light house.

Dirty Train

This one was inspired by the movie metropia, an interesting movie but I was tired and fell asleep during it after I wrote the first half of this entry.

I was on this strange train thing but I was in this very big grungy kinda really dirty room. the room had a couple couches and a lot of young 20 something girls, mostly tanned white but some middle eastern, yes all pretty attractive, but meant to look like they had been working really hard. They were all rebels against their big brother of a government. We were getting into the station and they did this massive cleaning up of their room to hide all of their contraband for when the government worker would come in and inspect it. This was amazing because it featured a giant garage door esque thing that scraped across the floor and very thing that was beyond view kind of disappeared...i can't really describe it right now. So when the room (a room about 30'x30' or maybe a little bigger, metal walls floor and ceiling, was scraped clean we moved back in the couches and added some fold-able tables to fill the space. I was also walking around and I noticed that we had a window at the front of the cart so that we could look out at the tunnel that we were traveling down. I walked out of the giant room and down a hall toward the front of the train (which shouldn't have been there because the window in our room was the front. I noticed that our window actually pointed into a weird sweatshop esque room. I ran back to my room and was yelling about the window, which was now covered in a blind, about how it should not be able to look to the front because there was another room there. This is when I became lucid but it wasn't that big of a deal for some reason. I kind of just brushed passed that. The girls wondered what I meant and lifted the blind and showed the room I was talking about but they said that it had never shown the front of the train...Finally we came to a stop and were about to be inspected. There was one guy who was the inspector guy. He looked like jason stathom but a little skinnier from not eating well. He inspected the room.

Earlier in the dream, i just didn't know how to connect the 2 incidences, we were walking around this strange place, before the train, and I noticed that all the workers (all male), were bald with silvery grey skin. One of the silver guys asked me if he had something on his cheek. I laughed really hard and said that yes, he had large smudges all over his right cheek that looked like different color oil stains, like brown, yellow, and other food-ish like product.

Later back when we were on the train, I asked one of the girls how the people became grey and she said they get that way after they disrespect the government. Each one of those splotches on the cheek (this detail a little fuzzy) was a mark after one of your family members was killed for punishment from your behavior. I was so sad because I had laughed at this guy earlier.

So like I said, everything was inspected and we passed. I started walking around, still lucid but taking it for granted, and looking at all the people. It was really cool and I suddenly noticed once more...hey, why is this dream taking so long. Then I remembered, "duh, dreams just last longer when you're lucid!" At that moment I was walking passed a black middle aged guy and stared at him with a funny face as I walked by to amuse myself. He looked confused. Once again, I stopped myself and realized, Whoa, lucid, gotta do something with this! I realized that I didn't have any shoes on so the first thing I did was try to imagine the feeling of shoes on my feet instead. I didn't try for too long and I just quit that. The next thing I did was went to this ledge thing which was the ledge of a stairway, one of the kinds of stair ways where it looked like it wasn't connected to a wall...crap I'm sucking at explaining things right now. (somehow it wasn't a train I was on anymore I guess) Anyway, I started to try to jump up on it and grab the ledge but I wasn't jumping higher and my grip was extra slippery. I regain composure, "come on, you're lucid, just make yourself jump higher." I gave a couple more pushes with the same result.

I looked behind me and the agent inspector guy was there and he was pissed, I was breaking some rule or something. We got into an intense fight (I was thankfully ok at that in my dream) but he still kicked my ass and tackled me to the ground, pinning my head down and sitting on my back. He said something about me doing something wrong and disrespecting him so he took away (the gov could do this) my access to some webpages and made my facebook less powerful (evidently it had some cool power to take away).

Another Train (FRAG)

took another nap...

Just a fragment but I was on a train, regular size this time, and I was with one really fat white woman and probably 2 other skinny women. I remember vaguely the fat one talking about breast feeding and she took out her breast. Some other stupid stuff...

I dreamed that I was in a crowd of people in a green, grassy valley. We were just standing around, I didn't know any of them. Everyone except for me looked like something out of medieval Europe. Anyway, there was a floating stick in the middle of the crowd. It was about the length and width of a recorder-flute-thingy. The stick could also talk, and it would ask people in the crowd random trivia questions. If the person was wrong or unable to answer, the stick would touch the person and *POOF*, they would vanish in a puff of colored smoke. The stick went from person to person, asking them questions and poofing them into nothingness. The people in the crowd were getting pretty panicky, but for some reason they didn't run away. Weird.

So yeah, it was basically sudden death Jeopardy...with a stick.