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Keep in mind that I had just finished watching the film Predator before I went to sleep. Probably explains this one

Me and a bunch of others were on the run from the Predator alien thing. We were in some kind of town, which was running just like usual. By day the thing wouldn't kill anyone but by night it at least tried to kill someone in the group I was with.

We kept finding places to hide out at night. The thing always knew where we were - which building for example. So we had to find hiding places within the buildings we were hiding in - like hide and seek.

I had a dream I was standing in a tall building there were other people there none that I could recognize..
I am standing there having I guess a conference because it was a huge office and we all were dressed in business clothes.. I feel the floor shake and look towards the window ..
I see other buildings waving violently around and I look down seeing the floor was bending out of shape from the pressure.. I panic and everyone in the office huddles together and we are trying to find a way out.. the whole building tilts over and slams into the ground. We all are digging our way out..
Scene switches and I am looking out the window I can see the open sea to my left and in front of me is a big mountain and a cliff to my right.. I look past these mountains and see more just behind them.. I smile it was a breathtaking view.. I turn to my right and see just as far as I could see a grey long mist hanging over the water.. it was lined on the horizon but it wasn't there before and I could see the dark shadow line take breaks but to show up seconds later.. I look down and see a beach but it was like a small beach inclosed by these tall mountains and cliff..
I see an elderly man with a walker go towards the beach and move himself close to wet his feet.. I look to my right again and see a huge wave... it stood tall about the water.. green and blueish light baby colors.. I bang on the glass trying to get the man's attention but he couldn't hear me.. I the tide moved in and only when the first wave knocked him to the floor he realized what had happen and tried to escape but the waves slammed against him too strong and fast each getting more bigger and violent touching the sides of this cliff..
He disappears and next I see this woman blonde hair and in a black tank looking frantically around.. I opened the window and told her to get out of there.. how the waves were violent.. she too ignores me and sure enough the waves slammed on her tossing her against the rocks.. it was horrible.. and sure enough the waves and sea engulfed the mountains..
We were told to stay were we were.. and they put the news on I couldn't understand what the woman was saying there was no sound coming from the t.v. Some heavy set man walks over he is wearing a white dress suit and beige pants.. tells us in the room a Volcano in Hawaii erupted and cannot be stopped.. earthquakes and floods were happening all over. People started to cry..
I woke up.

Thebeastofold's Dream


driving with employer, stonehenge, and sky curtain?


I woke up at 4:16 am again as i most always do.....so i decided tyo do a WBTB WILD...and what an experience......after pictureing and repeating "chichen-Itza" over and over again in my mind, and as i was WILD'ing, i noticed, froma distance, my fingers, hands and toes were twitching, and my eyes were moving as if i was in deep REM....and just as i went into the dream, i fainly remembering rolling over as i entered the dream....I also noticed, just as dreamed,. i felt a brief whole body tingling..i dont know if i was getting to astral or what......i dont know...

I was in a room ive started in in many many dreams over the years, seemed to be aspects of every bedroomive ever llived in, there was a huge pot with tons of twisted and curled twigs stuffed into it, with a vase nestled in the middle of the twigs....and i kept looking at it, convinced someone had switched out the original vase with the one that was in it now...weird....i becam,e semi lucid and decided to go outside. my employer was sitting in a car in the driveway, and i thought, maybe he can drive me to chichen-itza! so i got in, and we drove for about 15 minutes or so, i was guessing..and all of a sudden, i was completely lucid! i said stop! when he stopped i jumped out and looked around and said yes! i'm dfreakin lucid! i can get to chichen itza now! and i repeated chichen itza several times as i was looking around, then the dream started getting fuzzy, so i yelled "clarity now!" a couple times then it was crystal clear...i decided to to a RC and tried to push my fingers through my palm..it didnt work, but i was even more lucid now than i was before, i looked over to the horizon and the horizon was a giant curtain, with 2 openings, one opening was a stonehenge tilithon in the centerm, and it was pouring rain on either side of it...the other opening was even bigger, it was freakin huge, and i decided to go there...i started running, then thought, i'm dreaming, why not fly! so i took off flying!! it was really cool, i flew into the larger opening and there was a giant freakin huge glass tube tv sitting there, mustve been 3 or 4 stories tall and wide, and there was a picrture of chichen-itza on it....and as with alot of my flying dreams, i tried to fly to the tv, but i flew inthe opposite direction i wanted to go, so i bounced off the wall opposite the tv, and off the long ass couch that was there, and i concentrated on lucidity and flew straight tothe tv...i got to the tv and hit the screen with my hand..i was hoping to fly through it, and i noticed the screen was super dusty...heh weird, i kept floating all around the screen but couldnt get through it, and i said outloud, come one! i'm freakin lucid! what more do you want!!! at that point, i heard a voice in my head say, kind of in a ragged whisper "the stones are the key" and as i turned to go the the stonehenge trilithon i woke up......havent been that lucid in a while..it was great!!! and my second WILD! way cool!!!

I'm in some large building and my friend Charles is with me. There's some sort of Mr. Miyagi type character there as well who is demonstrating his martial art skills. Charles (who is in to that sort of stuff IRL) decides to challenge him. They fight with those staff things. Charles puts up a good fight (getting in a few decent hits) but ultimately is defeated. I remember the blows looking particularly painful. Like one would "stab" the other with the staff and his flesh would bend and poke through the other side.

After the fight, I have a conversation with Charles. We try to discuss if he could beat Ryu from Street Fighter in a hand-to-hand fight. Charles asks how his skill is at avoiding and blocking chains of attacks. I explain to him that a "chain" or a "combo" in tournament fighter terms is by definition a series of hits that are unavoidable provided that the first hit connects. Since it's sort of a gaming abstraction, I reason that his skill at blocking chains must be assumed to be the same as Ryu's. My thought process is surprisingly clear and logical. A similar argument is made for Charles's inability to shoot hadoukens.

After this we all decide that it would be best to learn karate or something so that we can defend against bad guys. I'm then in a karate class. It's very embarrassing because I'm the only adult in a room full of 5 year olds. We do some drills that mainly consist of things I remember from basketball practices. Layups, foot dexterity drills, etc.

Suddenly, I'm Batman. Best plot twist ever.

The same Mr. Miyagi type character is my master who trained me. There are bad guys trying to kill him (I think I identify these attempts as having been made by the Joker?). At one point there is a bomb planted near him so I disarm it or get rid of it or something. Then they actually succeed in killing him. I chase down the bad guy and apprehend him. A funeral service is called to honor Mr. Miyagi's death by someone other than me. Everyone brings strawberry jam to the funeral because that's customary or something. They give Mr. Miyagi's corpse the jam and he is revived. Apparently jam is the cure to whatever poison that the bad guy gave him, and he himself called for the funeral service because he knew it would be the fastest way to get jam.

This dream was very detailed, I'm surprised I remembered it. Must be the cheese I've been eating. I don't normally write them up online because it takes a while to do. But this one seems like an achievement for some reason. As usual feel free to comment, I don't bite honest.
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I was walking through a forest with my brother and two other boys about my age that I've never met in waking life, but we seemed to be really good friends in the dream. before long we came across some large holes in the small hill. So large in fact that my brother could actually fit in one of them. We all thought it must be a badger hole, then the two boys ran off ahead. Then I heard growling behind me, I turned around slowly making no sudden movements and was faced with a massive honey badger just a few feet away (If you don't know; a honey badger is a type of badger that can get really vicious if you threaten it or it's babies) I slowly backed away several metres and it seemed to calm down a bit.
Then I turned around to face what was in front of me, I'd come out of the forest and arrived in a field where some kind of children's fair was being held.I think I've been in this field in a previous dream, except it wasn't filled with a fair before The edge of the field was to my left so I looked over the hedge to see a farmer casually talking to a person in a bear costume.

Then the scene switched and I was in my old primary school, the building had changed drastically though. I was orienteering with my brother but there was no sign of the other two kids, and I thought they must have been left behind. I thought I knew where one of the points was because it had a similar layout to my secondary school. So we ran over to the group of trees where I thought it might be, but before we got to look the two boys from the previous dream ran up to us out of breath telling us that they found it. I may have said something here but I can't remember because then the dream ended.

I could not move and I called my mom to come even though I knew my Fiancee was lying next to me. She came and was trying to force my top jaw to open. I was wrong and hurt. I became mad. Then I woke up and did not move. I went Straight into sleep paralysis and had vibrations and sound. I had the initial fear but remembered to relax. The vibrations felt like a limb that was a sleep and was now getting circulation but there was no pain. The sound was like wet rubber rubbing against itself over layed with loud ringing of the ears. After a few seconds, I then came out of my body. I went in and put of my body and got stuck on the ceiling every time. Every time I slid out I felt the vibrations go away from the top of my head down to my toes. It was like I literally was sliding out. Every time I slammed back I started the vibrations and sounds all over like before. I did this I think four or five times total. I heard a voice say "not to far, come back". I thought I sensed a tether from belly button to belly button at some point. I had some fear that I would wonder too far and not get back. I tried to think of what I wanted to dream about and be lucid. I thought I would fly but that's what I always do so I decided to find a dream guide. But when I opened my eyes all I could see was the dimly lit bedroom. I tried to grab the ceiling fan once but felt my hand grab the sheet and jumped back into my body. One time I looked down and saw my body laying in the bed. It was hard to see myself because the room was dark but I could make out my legs out of the blankets and see my face in the glow of the light from the humidifier next to me on the end table. The whole time there was a ghostly phantom image of a woman floating ceiling level. She was attractive and I thought maybe I would have sex with her but realized it was wrong and a waste of time. It looked like she was sitting behind a desk and was silently conversing with someone to the left of me. I never bothered to look over at the other person. It was like they where observing me. I finally woke for good when the cat moved.

Are OBE's real or just dreams?

I was walking through a city, designed much like the one in the game 'Bully'. I was my astral persona, a thinner version of myself, and had been searching for a guy from my IB Math Studies class last year. He had committed a crime, and was going to turn himself in. David was scared-I had found him once and he took off running, saying he didn't have a choice and just had to accept it.

I ran after him, running through the streets which were void of any other people. It was only the two of us in the entire city. I turned a corner, and found him walking towards the police station in a large courtyard, with only one break in the buildings as an entrance. I ran up to him, and he stopped walking, looking down at me. I kind of shrugged, saying I just wanted to hug him, to tell him things would be okay. He was crying, though trying not to show it, and hugged me tightly. I told him it would be okay, and he said, "I only wish this were my girlfriend instead," meaning her instead of me. I told him to just close his eyes and imagine it was her instead of me. When we pulled apart, I awoke.

I had visited my math teacher from high school on the 22nd, and she told me that David was on homecoming court, and currently suspended for 10 days for getting into it on the soccer field with a ref. He and the ref had previous issues, and the man wasn't supposed to even work a game David was playing in. He was quiet in class, a nice guy who sat across the room. Very, very attractive, and a soccer goalie on our varsity team. I barely spoke to him, but my math teacher was supposed to write something praising him, since he was on homecoming court, and couldn't think of anything that wouldn't contradict with the whole suspended-for-10-days thing.

DJ Log: September 24, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: I drank a full glass of mixed organic tart cherry, pomegranate, and apple juice about an hour before going to bed. Additionally, during WBTB, I drank another half glass of the same, then repeated the following mantra while falling asleep, “Earth, Air, Fire, Water: I will lucid dream tonight.”)

I awaken on a couch, stark naked, trying to figure out where I'm at. I ask myself, “How much did I drink last night and who ended up taking me home with them?” I rub my eyes for a moment, then look around the room while asking myself, “Where the fuck am I? Why does my head hurt so much? Did someone put something in my drink again? Have I been raped again? God, I hope they at least enjoyed it, because I can't remember anything.” As my eyes start to clear up, the living room triggers a lot of distant memories. This is a place I have been many times before.

I sit up on the couch while looking around the room, trying to put the pieces together. The familiar medium oak wood paneling on the bottom half of the walls and light floral wall paper, separated by a dark chair rail. The large wooden console TV adds a hint of familiarity, as well as the classic 1970's dishrag color scheme sofa. A familiar canary yellow Western Electric rotary-dial phone is hanging on the wall and I've seen these yellow and pink floral curtains before. The circular textured tan and brown ultra-shag carpet only appears in one place in my memory cells. After a brief moment, I fully realize that I am in my grandmother's old house-trailer and quickly become lucid.

I look around the living room and kitchen for my grandmother, but she is nowhere to be found. The couch is not comfortable to sleep on, so I pick up my pillow, blanket, dream journal, flashlight and a couple bottles of water, then wander toward the bedrooms to find the spare bed. The master bedroom has a king size bed with 2 people sleeping in it. Strangely, neither of them is my grandmother. The guest bedroom has no bed at all and is packed full of random junk. I go back into the living room and drop everything on the floor, and then say to myself, “Let's try this again.”

I look at the floor and watch my feet lift off the carpet. I hover slightly off the floor and look toward the bedrooms again. I feel the dream collapsing quickly, so I look back at 'the floor and rub my hands together. My vision is almost completely blacked out, so I slowly close my eyes and yell, “STABILIZE NOW!!!” as loud as I can. I gently open my eyes and see that I am back in the same room and the clarity has improved significantly. Now, I can smell the mold in the air conditioner and the woody smell that the house-trailer always had. My eyes are able to perceive the flickering of the circular fluorescent ceiling light and my ears can detect the soft buzzing from the ballast. The extra plush carpet tickles my feet slightly as I hover just slightly above it.

I glide my way back to the bedrooms again. This time, the master bedroom is absolutely huge with four king size beds in it that they are all empty. I float through, then turn around and go towards the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom is even bigger than the master bedroom and it has a king size water bed next to a couple of windows. On the opposite wall is a huge sectional sofa with a low table and some lamps. I turn back to the bed and decide that this is where I am going back to sleep at. The water temperature is perfect and its covered with a huge, fluffy blanket. There are several pillows stacked up and it looks really comfortable. The headboard has bookshelves on both sides that are full of antique books and various ornamental items.

As I stand there looking at the bed, something sparkles in the window. I walk over to the window and see nothing but darkness outside. Deciding that I must see what's on the other side, I try to open the window, but it's stuck. I look around the room for something to break the window with, but there is nothing solid enough. I hold my hand in front of my face and summon a baseball bat. I put my hand down and see a wooden baseball bat leaning in the corner. I pick up the bat and whack the window, knocking a small piece of glass out. Realizing that the glass is going to put up a fight, I draw the bat back behind me and pummel the ever living shit out of the window. After several strikes, the glass gives way and falls out of the window frame.

I float up and climb out the window. There is a ledge under the windows which connects to a large 3rd floor deck. I hover around for a moment, and then do a nose pinch RC to reassure my lucidity and validate the dream state before I do something stupid, like jumping off a 3rd story ledge. I step to the edge of the ledge, then jump up and fly into the sky. My first thought is that I want to fly as high as I can and see if I can still see the house. I start to fly and the dream starts to fade. I stop and rub my hands together again and stabilize once again.

Suddenly, I remember the tasks of the month: walk on water and control at least two of the elements. I look down and see a swimming pool. I fly down and hit the water, but sink quickly. I jump out of the pool, and then look to my right to see a couple of DCs hanging some very large balloons on a clothes line. I take a couple of steps toward them and they immediately stop and look at me with a frightened look. I raise my arms into the air and command the air to fill one of the balloons. The balloon quickly inflates and floats upward on the clothes line. As this happens, the DCs eyes get wide as they take a couple of steps back and stare at the balloon, gasping in disbelief. I look at them and say, “What's wrong? Wanna see that again?” I inflate a second balloon, but the others will not take any air because they have large holes in them.

I jump up and fly past the balloons, then realize that I need to control another element. I turn around in mid-flight and look at the balloons that wouldn't take air. While in flight, I raise my left arm and clench my fist, then point my fist down toward the Earth. When I raise my arm, there is a hole in the Earth and the displaced dirt is floating just above me. While keeping the displaced piece of Earth up with my left hand, I use telekinesis to push the balloons and the clothes line into the hole, and then I bury them with the dirt that I was keeping elevated with my left hand. At this point, both DCs shriek in terror and run away.

Feeling quite satisfied, I start to fly away, then realize that I should try the pool again. I fly over to the pool and land on the deck by the water's edge. I stare intently at the water for a moment, then take a step onto it. The surface gives way, but I am able to walk about ankle-deep in the water. The water is very squishy and soft, but it supports my weight. As I walk, the water makes a sound similar to that of walking in wet shows. I walk across the pool, then I turn around and raise both arms, commanding the water to solidify. Instantly, the ripples in the water stop moving and the surface takes on a matte finish. I carefully step onto the surface again and it feels sort of like walking on a water bed. The surface feels solid, but it's squishy underneath. I walk across the pool again and step off onto the deck.

Being thoroughly satisfied with the accomplishments, I decide that I should wake up and write it all in my dream journal. I close my eyes and say, “Wake up! NOW!” I awaken into my bed and reach over to grab my dream journal. I flip open the cover and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up above my pillow to turn on my flashlight and it won't turn on. I think to myself, “Shit, I must have bumped it last night and the batteries are dead.” I open my eyes and see a dark room. I press the switch on the flashlight again and the circle of light appears on the ceiling, but no light is reflected onto my journal, nor the rest of the room. I look at the flashlight and the bulb looks like a black hole which is sucking in all of the light around it. I press the switch again and the bulb lights up brightly, but there is no light in the room.

I give myself a nose pinch RC and it passes. Becoming a bit confused now, I look at my left hand and count 7 fingers and a thumb. I say to myself, “Nice! False awakening strikes again, dumbass!” as I become lucid once again. I quickly jump out of bed and turn around to see myself still laying in the bed. I think to myself, “This is very nice, but I don't have time for an OOBE.” I slap myself in the face a couple of times while yelling, “WAKE UP AND WRITE THIS SHIT DOWN BEFORE YOU FORGET IT! ...WAKE UP NOW! ...DO IT! ...DO IT NOW!”

I wake up in my bed once again and pass both a nose pinch and finger count. I reach over and grab my dream journal, flip it open and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up and press the switch on the flashlight that is wedged between the mattress and the wall. The flashlight lights up properly and I commence logging this entry.

(Note: My maternal grandmother passed away about 17 years ago. She was the only relative that would listen to me and what I had to say. She was always interested in having conversations about anything I wanted to talk about. Most of my other aunts and such were not open to hearing anything that a younger person had to say. They would always say things like, “Children should be seen and not heard.” My grandmother was also the only relative that was not obsessed over the fact that I had no interest in girls. My aunts and uncles would always harass me and ask when I was going to get married and start having kids. Needless to say, it was always an enjoyable time to visit with her, and it was a very sad moment when she passed on.)

Well, I had an amazing lucid dream last night, and it had a lot of testing in it, and it was very long, even though I lost myself in the moment multiple times.

It started off in a place I disliked, and I may have been having a shared dream with a friend, because he was lucid and helped me build a vessel to some place else. We landed in a CVS/gas station, so we found it preferable to have fuel and food near each other. I built a castle by myself, albeit my control was bad and the castle was tiny, it was more for my isolation and practice of control/vividness. I tried teleporting LooneyToons style, but I looked to hard at the surface of the circle, and thought to myself it looked unlikely that I'd go through. Eventually, I got to my old middle school. I saw an old lady chasing a girl I know, so I ended up stalling the old lady who wanted her for sacrificial uses. She had a book with her, and that's why I assumed she was even at the middle school. Anyways, I took her hand, one hand in front, one hand holding mine- my dream share friend was there. He grabbed our hands, put his hand in the middle, and I made a little glowing red ball appear in the middle of us.... It slowly engulfed us, and we found ourselves back at the castle, ecstatic at how cool our escape was. I didn't get any specific details as to how the possible dream sharing guy looked, I just get the feeling he's not ugly, and has brown hair. That concludes my awesome dream, and it was EXTREMELY long without any attempts to extend it, which may as well be a fucking dream goal in itself!

I woke up and instantly remembered. My first words of today are, "Holy shit..."

I was in a car together with my mother and my brother, we were driving to some sort of climate park (though it seemed to be kinda earth, the odd thing was that small different climate zones seemed to be dispersed all over the world, or at least my country). Then I saw the first of these climate zones while looking out of the window, in the dream I recognized it as a type of Savannah. What I saw there was an otherworldly scenery, a huge uneven chunk of landscape with smaller and bigger hills all over the place. The grass was completely yellow, the same for the leaves of the trees, it however was a stronger yellow than that found on the grass in a real savannah, a little bit more like a lemon. While the description itself might not sound like a lot the details within the dream that I can’t describe appropriately turned this landscape into such an intense experience within the dream I was probably close to tears. And I was silent within the dream until it faded, busy being in shock and awe.

We're eating dinner at home and Keanu Reeves and the AVGN both show up. This is odd because I haven't seen any of these people in media in real life for months. In any case, they go through a buffet style serving table and get their food. I ask AVGN how he got all of the games that he reviews. I think I remember saying "Do you just get all of that crap of eBay, or what?" I don't get an answer, but Alisha (my fiancee) scolds me for even considering spending our money on crap like that (I wasn't actually considering that). As we eat, I seem to remember reading something about Reeves' life being awful or something (I think I really read something like this at one point...?) so I consider asking about it. However, I can't come up with a good way to ask that other than "Hey, does your life suck?", which I thought was weird.

Also, I seem to remember trying to build a 3DO from scratch with the AVGN's advice. I think it worked but I didn't have any games. Or it only had one built-in to the hardware. Or something.

Then I'm at my Bop-Bop's house (grandfather, mother's side) and I'm spending the night there. I'm playing some video games in the den or something, and Bop-Bop is sleeping in a chair. He wakes up to tell me that it was all a farce. Everything he's known was an illusion. I think he's just sleep talking, so I turn off my games and go upstairs. He follows me to the edge of the stairs and continues talking about the nature of life. All I can remember about his rant is that he's actually kind of making sense, but he's very sad that he's almost wasted his entire life.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a classroom somewhere. I was given a test to take. For some reason, I was really, really angry. I kept trying to scream and yell, but it was like I had drainage in my chest and my voice was all raspy.

Then, I figured out why I was so damn angry: My parents had gotten a divorce, and my dad was about to marry my uncle's ex-wife (who is dead in waking life). I was so pissed. I couldn't believe my dad would do that. I couldn't even believe my parents weren't together anymore. I was RAGING.

I was then in a garage. It reminded me of a garage we had in a different house. It was daytime outside. My dad and my uncle's ex-wife were trying to set up for the wedding, which was going to be held in the fabulous garage. My brother was there too, helping them set up. I refused to help them set up. I was so angry. I kept trying to yell "Fuck you!" and "You're a bitch!" and various other profane statements, but I still couldn't yell. That made everything so much more frustrating. I then tried to punch a wall, and it was like punching through water; when I hit the wall, I just tapped it because of all the resistance I was experiencing. I tried again and again, and I couldn't punch the damn wall. SO FRUSTRATING.

At one point, I had an empty water bottle that I had written "Fuck you" in black marker around the mouth. I put it in the garage. When I came back in there at another point, it was on the floor.

I then went inside and saw my grandpa eating lunch and reading the paper. I gave him a big hug. It was the only thing that happened that was good. I didn't let him go for a bit.

I then hadn't talked for awhile. I was in another room with my brother. I was trying to tell him how angry I was about the whole thing. I started yelling my profanities again, and this time, I could yell because my voice had had a rest. It felt so good to yell and get my anger out. I knew it wouldn't be long though until my voice went out again.

This happened again at some point, and in the garage, I did manage to get a few choice words out, but not many, because my voice quickly went out again.

I'm walking through streets in poor conditions. I'm in London in Victorian times.
I have a light behind me, maybe the moon? I only see my outline, surrounded by white fog, semi-thick.
I see the tiles (large stones of the sidewalk) it reflects the light of the moon because of moisture from the night.
In the background I can hear Big Ben – the clock, but I do not know what time it is.
I keep walking. In the street the only thing that´s heard are my steps, the rest is silent and deserted.
I find a home. The only details that catches my eye is the window of the house and the wall of the same.
The window is one that "leaves" from the wall. It's big (it´s like those windows that on the inside of the house you can sit and put pillows on).
The frames are dark brown.
I look at the front door, the wood of the door is rough and yellow-brown.
I knock at the door.
D opens the door . Behind the door (I don’t get in, but I can see the wall behind the door) is a storage with hanging bags of spices.
D looks at me and says in a neutral tone of voice: "- Jack the Ripper"
I raise my hands to the level of my eyes and I see them completely covered in blood.

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For a long time I've stopped having LD's, or at least not big enough for me to remember or write them down. But yesterday and today I had one of the most exciting LD's in my Journal, resulting from the A.D.A practice that I decided to try. All of them occurred between 11h00am and 12h00pm after waking up for a bit and then going back to sleep. All I did was just concentrating that I would have an LD and would remember it, then it all went smooth with non violent vibrations or hipnogogic hallucinations. Inside the dream I was constantly touching and feeling things to help me focus (just like A.D.A), and also demande more focus to my conscious mind. This is the (very) resumed version of what happened:

1st LD | 22 September | Between 11h00 am -12h00pm

Almost immediately after entering the LD, I see a girl just looking like Lain Iwakura staring at me. She offered herself to help me out around the oniric world, and so we started to walk between dreams talking. She was going to take me somewhere, but we had to be careful, because my unconscious knew that she and her friends were trying to help me. So, each time we stopped for a moment, we sealed shut all the doors with bricks or new walls, just by concentrating on that idea. But it wouldn't las long, as DC's would transform them to doors again, exposing us.

At one time, we got separated and the dream caught me, re-creating another scenario completely different. I just started to practice A.D.A inside the dream to force myself not to wake up. The action occurred with friends and family doing something I can't remember and all I was trying to do was find Lain. I've managed to comunicate with her and she texted me, saying someone would come for me. And so they did.

A girl grabbed me and took me away from that scenario, immediatly we crossed a door and were in a corridor. I touched her hands and hair to continue the A.D.A because I was feeling I would wake up soon. We entered a room and there she was, sitting on a table, next to the girl who went back for me and another guy. Finally we got time to talk:

- Lain, what's the oniric world?!
- It's the same as a woman going shopping or riding a car.
- Are you saying it's the same as the physical world?
- Both realities walk side by side, but in the end only one prevails.
- What do you mean by that? They affect each other mutually?
- The oniric reality is an output.

and then I woke up.

2nd LD | 23 September | Between 11h00 am -12h00pm [actually it was a sequence of 3 mini-LD's]

As I entered the dream, I saw Lain in a living room. I tried to talk to her but she avoided me... something was wrong. She didn't want me close and she was shapeshifting into different versions of her. All of them were semi-transparent. I had to figure out what was happening, I really wanted her to continue the conversation from the previous LD.

The dream swapped to a big hotel hall, with big windows showing a complex metropolis at night. She was standing with a small group. I've watched as I understood what was happening. They all been captured by security guards dressed in suits and were preparing to take them somewhere. Suddenly I was surprised by one of the guards, and got caught also.

I don't remember how, but we managed to escape. We scattered through the streets and corridors, trying to not be caught again. Not knowing where everybody was, I enter a shopping mall taking refuge between the crowd that is watching the premiere in a big screen, of a new anime movie. The show is violent as hell, and even a lady goes away protecting the eyes of her baby son. I decide to continue since the guards are getting near.

I'm in my bed, a TV set is showing some static and in the middle of it I see Lain's face staring at me. Everything feels as real as it could get. I doubt for a minute if I'm inside a dream. I'm afraid of just being groggy and hurt myself trying to do something stupid like jumping out of the balcony. I go to the kitchen, where everything is normal, but something is wrong on the living room - "Lain?" - I ask as I see a girl looking through the window. It isn't her. It's another girl, with glasses, and she looks mad at me - "Just because your dream guide has the shape of Lain, it doesn't mean that it is always her! It can transform into everything! Stop looking for her! It's enough!" - she pushes me into the wall, I fall on the ground while she runs away. I let myself stay on the ground for a while. Once again things feel wrong. I sit and try to meditate a bit, even pronouncing the Om mantra. I got carried away as I notice that the mantra sound actually is affecting the objects around me. I decide to catch the girl and talk to her. Stopping for a minute at the window, concentrating in transforming my clothes since I was still in pajamas, I jump from it and start running around the corner for the girl that attacked me.

I run into an underground passage between buildings that I start to recognize. Some techno music far in front tells me I'm arriving at the right place. I open a big metal door and enter a loud dark noisy disco, with just dim blue lights illuminating the place. I immediately spotted the girl that attacked me walking near Lain - "You've come! I knew you would!" - she seems happy and relieved to finally meet me again without any interruptions - "Welcome back!" - she holds a drink and I take one from the waitress. I sit nervously, since I start to feel that I will wake up soon. I insist on the same questions I asked her in the first LD were we met, but she smiles and says - "That's not what you want to know... you really want to know how many of you are here and..." - I start to feel that I'm loosing control from the dream and I'm waking up. I drink the full glass - "Hey! That's to drink slowly!" - she says surprised - "I can't, I have to prevent myself to wake up!" - "To late" - the waitress says - "That's not how it works..." - and I wake up.

Somehow became lucid. I forget the beginning because this one was supper long. I decided to dedicate this dream to energy bolts and mind control. The last I remember was that I wanted to try to switch scenes entirely. I closed my eyes and it all went black. It was night out and I was in some war with black and red android looking robots. They would come at me slowly. I kept trying to fight in it with energy bolts but nothing would happen other than little wisps of energy coming out of my hands. I had to pick up cars using telekinesis and use them to smash enemy's. Every energy ball I tried to make failed me. Eventually a voice said to me that I should try to practice first. This was the voice of my dream guide. He told me to close my eyes and not to move. I did so and felt the sensations of sleep paralysis. A new scene came it life. It was day and I was with Kara. I decided to practice with energy balls. This dream felt like hoursssss and not one full powerful energy ball happened. The best thing I had was a little purple ball bounce out of ny hand. I tried kahmaehameaha and failed several times. I told myself that I need to go on the forums and read about this problem. I tried mine control and it worked on some people camping nearby. I looked to my right and baron pooped. It looked like he had a girlfriend. Kara left and drove away. I kept trying energy balls for what felt like forever.