memorable

no attempts to MILD or WILD this time- i was too tired, as i was up very late. A more vivid dream this time, with something approaching a coherent (but by no means rational) story.

DREAM STARTS
It's my birthday again, and i'm on a long riverboat/houseboat-ey type thing- however, it seemed to be much larger than expected. The man who owned it was a tour guide, and he said he had to go, and asked me to cover for him. He quickly explained the controls, and left. People started boarding the ship for the tour, and I had to pilot the boat and give the tour, despite not knowing the area. We went past a few familiar locations, including the church near my college, despite the fact that it's about a mile away from the sea, and at least 2 miles away from any rivers.
When people had left, i opened a birthday card. It was from someone who I hadn't seen since i left high school. The card was an invitation; She said that her father owned an island off the south coast, and that we were welcome to go there as a holiday. After reading it, i looked out of the window. There are zombies running about on the bank, with a few tumbing into the water to try to reach the boat. We decide that the safest place would be the island, as it is isolated and sparsely populated. I then find myself in a supermarket, which i recognise as being the one near my mother's house, some 200 miles away. An employee walks up to me, and i recognise it to be an old friend i hadn't spoken to since he dropped out of college.
I then wake up on the island. The person who sent me the card, Jess, was standing there, telling me that the zombies were on the island. We retreated to a manorhouse surrounded by open fields, and suddenly i found myself in command of a medieval army- 'controlling' them in a similar manner to the Total War video games. I remember ordering spearmen to break a cavalry charge; the cavalry appeared to be the zombies riding giant boars. I woke up shortly after that.

DREAM ENDS

I'm noticing a bit of a trend of shop-related dreams. Although it's different shops, could that be a dreamsign?
Also, HOW i didn't realise i was dreaming i have NO idea... Clearly my grip on reality is tenuous at best..

Dream Type: Non-Lucid
Dream Vividness: 7.5-8.5
Other: The dream was pretty detailed, but I can't recall the dream in sequence.

It starts out at night. I am sitting down criss-cross style on someone's backyard. It's a very clear night. The moon is big and plump in the sky and it's very bright. There's other houses next to us and theres no fence in the back. I remember sitting next to Charles Trippy and maybe Alli. (I don't get why theres alot of famous people in my dreams. XD) We were either just sitting there in the backyard conversing or having a camp out. I don't remember.

The next thing we know is that there was a howl in the back near the trees and the full moon and it seems that in that town it meant something dangerous or that wolf would come attack. We got up and ran as quickly as possible to a rock staircase type of thing and I could see a bunch of other children hurrying to escape. I went onto the top of the staircase and there was some sort of boat, crate, type of thing. (Those things the window washers are on when they clean tall buildings except there was like a huge L shape one that was going on a river to help us be safe.)

Next I remember us holding on the a railing because the part that my friends and I were on flipped over and it was pretty easy to hang on to the railing so we wouldn't fall into the water. (The wolves might have been in the water after us.) The thingy flipped back over and everything was okay. I can remember looking out to the city on the shore of the river and it was a very nice view. Alot of city lights.

Then I woke up.

June 24, 2011

Notes
Staying at my grandmother's house currently. Slept a really long time. Kind of a crossover from World of Warcraft's Wrath of the Lich King, probably elements from reading too many fantasy novels.

Entry 013
I'm in a restaurant, and at first I'm eating by myself. As time goes on, though, I see a large group of people sitting to my right. I walk over to the group and realize that it's the entire Jackass cast. I sit down at the head of the table and join in on their conversation. They're so funny I'm practically breaking down in laughter. I vaguely remember going to the bathroom and something about Gene Simmons being in there or something.

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Now I'm wandering around some kind of deserted island nation. The ground is flooded with a thin layer of water about 2 inches deep, but my feet never seem to get wet-- It's as if I'm walking on top of the water. I see two girls here, both of them tall and skinny wearing athletic clothes. They appear to be sparring each other. The shorter of the two is obviously winning. I walk up to the shorter girl and challenge her to a boxing match. She's obviously several years younger than I am, so I'm not worried. She puts up a good fight, but I win.

Just as we finish our fight, I notice a huge ship as large as several mansions cutting through the water nearby. Suddenly the water around us becomes very deep, and I fall in, unable to see the bottom. As the ship passes by I begin to be pulled toward the rocky cliff behind me. There's some kind of whirlpool forming there, apparently caused because someone pulled out some kind of key stone in the cliff wall.

I'm swimming as hard as I can, but the whirlpool is too strong. I know I won't make it. Just as I'm thinking this I spot a loose rope coming from the side of the massive wooden ship. I grab hold and pull myself up to the side of the ship. Cut into the side of the ship is a platform with a metal dragon sculpture over the top of the entrance. Walking into the side of the ship is almost like walking into the belly of a monster. I pass through a hallway and eventually come out into the belly of the ship, which is apparently some kind of coliseum.

There are seats everywhere, and the area gives off a kind of ancient feel to it. The thick wooden columns and seats remind me of the viking era. Even though the coliseum is apparently ancient, all of the seats are equipped with modern-ish devices. One such device is a bone arm rest which has rolling letters with which to enter book titles. Why book titles? Not sure.

There is one section of seats in particular with glowing red glyphs above them, but these are empty. Only potential competitors are to sit here. As I look around I notice in the center arena a giant throne at one end. Upon the throne is a man with full polished steel armor, black cloak, hood and glowing blue eyes. In one hand he holds a massive, glowing blue sword, and I understand this is the "Lich Sword", a sword imbued with the power of the dead. This man is the king of this realm, whatever it is, and only the winner of the coliseum gets the opportunity to fight him and potentially take his throne.

At once I see the first match is going to be boxing. The first competitor enters the ring, and I see it is the girl I challenged and beat earlier. Without really thinking, I jump down into the challenger's seats and am teleported into the arena. Again, the battle is a bit of a challenge, but I still win. I'm teleported back to the seats before a kind of magical forge. The forge glows with a yellow light and a sword, similar to the king's Lich Sword, spawns there. I take it. This is my first prize-- the "Earth Sword".

Suddenly, I'm transported back into the ring. I was foolish. This is far from over. The same girl I just defeated reappears, only this time with a team of other people and a giant black panther. She and her team jump onto the panther. I realize I've been tricked. The girl was an agent of the king, purposely luring me into joining the tournament. I mount my own panther, but without a team. I don't think I can win.

I wake up.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
MDP Rating: ★★★★★

This continuous lucid dream story will revolve around the aftermath of the films Iron Man 2, Thor, and The Incredible Hulk, which will not culminate in the Avengers team but something different. Many of the lines are rehearsed in daydreams so the actual dreams should play out relatively well. I don't know much about the Marvel universe (I've only seen the movies) and dreams are often unpredictable, so the story will probably have errors and mishaps, but I'll do my best. This is "part 2" of hopefully more dreams.

My Notes:

A bit less vivid than the last dream, and I lost my lucidity only a few minutes too early.

I started up on the top of a building. Who knows how that happened for me to end up there - but somehow, I had this very recent memory of being inside the building, which was like a library: I was in a small, off-limits section, which had warm lighting, smooth, concrete or laminate-type flooring of a more saturated tan color, and beige walls. There were also lots of bookshelves. I was in this room because I was looking for someone's phone number.

At this time, I was seeing from a third-person viewpoint for a few moments. I ventured toward a certain bookshelf that I somehow knew was important, and then I knelt down and pulled out a pale yellow book, only about 200 pages, that read "Phones" in bold, dark yellow, arial typefont on the side. I had pulled the book open to about a third of the way through, and I remember reading "Barry Vaven" and "Jurn (insert last name here because I can't remember it)". The text inside was incredibly small, probably six-point arial font, and the paper was almost translucent.

Back to the top of the building - the outside atmosphere reminded me of the scene when Cobb was leaving the helicopter in Inception , except it was day time, and the colors of the entire scenery were a bit warmer in nature. The building was probably thirty stories up - very tall, and there were other buildings, many other tall ones but some shorter, scattered around in a relatively realistic way. There was a basic black, straight railing lining three edges of the top of the building I was on. I walked to the edge with no railing and looked down, seeing all the tiny cars move on the very-detailed streets. I did not see any street lights at intersections, though. I then looked back and saw stairs; there was no small building on top with a door, just a neat, square hole in the building with concrete steps going down it.

I didn't take them though, because I became lucid. I looked around and did a nose-plug RC, which didn't allow me to breathe - if I was less aware, it probably would've stopped my lucidity there, but it didn't!

I was very unsure of what to do now, being in a place that I had no idea how to teleport from, and I knew that I probably didn't have time to walk inside, go down the stairs, and find a door. Thank goodness I knew the people involved in this part of the plot, though.

I looked out towards the city, still near the edge of the building but confident that no DCs would appear and push me over and have me fall. I stayed like this for a few moments, then I expected Betty Ross (Liv Tyler's biochemist character from The Incredible Hulk) to come up the stairs. I imagined there had been a meeting in the lower part of the building, a conference involving leading scientists, and it was over. Anyways, I heard her voice and turned around, only to find Natalie Portman's character from Thor, Jane Foster, instead. Her brown hair was down to a few inches past her shoulders. She was wearing jeans and a tan leather jacket; her shirt was white and had lace around the neck. I sighed and my head dropped disappointingly when I saw her, because I was trying to create a scenario and this wasn't what I had in mind.

"Hello, did you ask for me?" She sounded exactly like Jane Foster.

"No," I replied. "Sorry for the confusion. Is Elizabeth Ross around?"

Then I saw Elizabeth come up the stairs - it looked almost as if she wasn't walking, but more floating up the stairs. The last two or three steps did look normal, though. Portrayed in Liv Tyler's image, she too was wearing a brown leather jacket, although it was a chocolate brown, compared to Jane's lighter, almost tan jacket.

"Can we speak alone?" I asked Jane.

"Yeah," she said lightly. As I was facing her briefly, Elizabeth has appeared right beside me; when I turned to see her, I jumped a bit because of how much closer she was - it startled me.

Jane was gone now. That was weird.

The words I wanted to use came out perfectly, thanks to a high level of lucidity. "I couldn't risk saying this inside," I began. "I know a lot about you, probably... more than I should, but regardless. I know about Bruce."

She looked at me. I noticed that besides from the clothes, she almost resembled Arwen from Lord of the Rings - younger, in a sense, with longer hair, but I didn't want to be too picky about appearances. "I don't know who this Bruce is."

"Now's not the time to bullshit about this," I said, a bit fearful that I was losing both my dream control abilities and her actual character. A DC had behaved in an uninformed way once before, even though they were the exact character I'd wanted to show up.

"Do you know where he went? Where he is?" I pressed. I also asked this question again with a different wording, but I can't remember what exactly I'd said.

"No. I don't know where he is. But I'm thinking he's in B.C." She was a bit more open than I thought she'd be; I was hoping she'd think I was working as a military agent at first. Then she said, "who are you?"

"That's fine, thanks," I said, not wanting to struggle with any more dream control stuff.

Then I envisioned a squadron of military personnel coming up the stairs. Still looking out over the buildings in the city, I spun around when I heard a loud, metallic "thunk" on the ground behind me. I didn't expect that, but I did expect a confrontation - four or five men, in dark grey S.W.A.T. outfits and all holding metal, rifle-like guns, were crouched over them slightly and advancing towards me. Elizabeth spun around and started to panic. She said something inaudible.

"They're not here for you," I said, "they're here for me. I got information from them, and they didn't like that."

"What?" She sounded dazed, but incredulous.

"See you later," I told her the, starting to back up while keeping an eye on the people walking towards me.

And, I didn't mean to trip and fall off the side of the building (more like spin around and have an epic jump off the edge), but I did trip. Somehow, the edge of the building got way closer than I envisioned it before. My heel landed on the edge of the building and slid off, sending me backwards. I felt the air, and felt the dream start to blur vertically around me; on the way down, I was just saying angrily, "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I was certain I would lose the dream.

I didn't have more than three seconds before hitting the ground below, not feeling much of an impact at all; rather just the feeling of slowing down very fast, as if I'd landed and had sunk down a bit - but no, my feet were not in the cement; I'd landed normally. I looked up and noticed the building was much shorter than it was before; it was only three or four stories high now. I saw Elizabeth look over the edge, now wearing a white coat, but I didn't see the other people anymore. I did look around me, at street level, and observed a white strip of crosswalk rectangles; I was on the sidewalk, and there were no cars whatsoever. I looked around for S.H.I.E.L.D members. I didn't see anyone, but then I saw Whiplash's full-armor suit from the end of Iron Man 2 land in front of me, right on top of the crosswalk I'd seen earlier.

I was annoyed. I was expecting War Machine, but I hadn't visualized enough. "Wrong guy," I told him sternly, in the way I'd tell a character in a play to do something. "Go back, when I turn around, War Machine had better be there." I turned around and looked back; War Machine was now there - his suit looked thicker and slightly larger, especially around the shoulders and feet, but that was fine.

"You", I said in fake surprise. "You're still working with these fools?"

"Sorry man, I don't want to do this."

"Too bad, you're here now. Come on. Fight me. Set an example for everyone else up there."

War Machine held his arm out and fired a small, long bullet at me (it was just positioned loosely on top, without any attachments to the armor); it almost looked like that "ex-wife" thing that totally failed in the movie. This one, however, exploded when it hit me. I used my invulnerability, a very simple power, which let the fire slide right around and past me. The fire spread out and impeded my ability to see for an instance, but then it floated around me, as if there was a current in the air.

The air was filled with disbelief; I actually tried to make sure of this because I knew I was starting to lose my lucidity, and I wanted to keep the fight going with the same style and using the same plot. "Stay lucid, I'm dreaming, for crying out loud!" I said to myself.

As I become less and less lucid, the fight became less realistic. I got to hand-to-hand combat with War Machine, in which the blows only landed softly. When I was hit by a punch or another attack, I'd feel a bit of an impact, but then it'd slide off me like I was made of jello. When I punched his armor, I'd feel my hand flinch slightly, which I definitely didn't want to happen (not unless I was an ordinary character with no special abilities). At least I didn't lose in the end. He flew away a good two or three minutes afterwards; after he landed the last blow, in which I wiped my hand across my mouth and smirked confidently.

[I] I woke up at 3am to pick up a friend and drive her to the airport. I got home around 5 am. It seemed the perfect time for a LD. I only needed to sleep just a bit more... I recently discovered isochronic tones. I played one to induce Theta waves (which is REM.) I started to get really sleepy really fast. The sun began to rise, and was shining in my window. I covered my face with my cowboy hat, and passed out. [/I]
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I am walking down a country road somewhere in Hawai'i, I think. It looks like The Big Island (whose name is Hawai'i.) It's nighttime, warm... there is a small stone wall to my left going along the dirt road. It's a bit of a scrubland. Why am I here? Oh, I am going to my girlfriend's house. Wait? What is my girlfriend's name? Wait. How can I not remember her name? Or even what she looks like... uh...

I stop, not wanting to go any closer to her house. If I see her name on my phone, I will instantly remember, of course. I pull my phone out of my pocket and flip it open. It looks like silver pyrite. WTF?[/COLOR][/COLOR]
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Oh, I am dreaming! I feel a surge of energy. Calm down. Ok, let's just relax, look around. Stay in the dream. I forget about the girlfriend.

I inhale the nothing air.

I walk slowly to the rock wall, and touch it, feeling the texture. Even in the dim light, the detail is amazing. I can see the different surfaces, subtle variations of color, and bubble holes in the rock.

[I]missing time[/I]

I want to fly! A surge again- NO. I am going to stay in the dream.

In the dream... I am still lucid! Okay... What should I do? I see a large black backpack lying on the side of the road. I slowly walk to it, open it, and pull things out. I feel things in there, but, when I pull them out, they disappear.

Well, that's annoying. Stupid dream. Aha! I am still lucid! Another surge- wait, calm down.

What's that light? So bright?[/COLOR]
[I]
I accidentally open my physical eyes as my hat tips off my head, and I wake up. The 20 minute song still has 3 minutes. I was asleep for 17 minutes.[/I]

This dream was amazing, because of the intense clarity. I am learning to stay alseep when in theta (REM), and not go into beta (awake). I realize most of my lucid dreams are in Delta, well, the epic ones.

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Me and allen were watching a killer whale show like shamoo. There were 3 whales in the water and one woman diver. I was impressed with how the whales would fallow the woman and how great of a swimmer she was. The woman was going to have the whales splash the audience. The whale did a flip and a large amount of water water sprayed onto the audience. Something went wrong and a large object was projected at a man in the center of the audience. He flew into the air and smacked against the wall. It was something like out of a movie. His body laid there limp and he was covered in bloodn his arm was twisted. I ran over with some guys to check on him. The men lifted him. I kept asking him if he was okay but he didn't answer. Blood pooled from his lips. I told the men he wasn't okay. Suddenly the man woke and said "im fine you Bitch". I was a little shocked but found it hilarious. I sat back down with allen and we began laughing. A woman came up to me and scolded me for laughing but I didn't stop.

(Woke up for a moment)

Was coming out of a building. I was holding baron in my arms. I noticed that in the car parked next to me, two lions were sitting like people in the front two seats. I was astonished at what I was seeing. I hopped into my car, shut the door, and set baron in the seat next to me. I quickly rummaged through my purse to find my phone to take a pic. I found it, turned and went to open my car door when I found a tiger right outside my door. I quickly shut my door and stared into the tigers eyes. I turned to see another tiger on the roof of the entrance. His paw was hanging low. A group of wemon were walking towards the tigers without knowledge of them being there. I was filming with my phone to show allen later. I was worried when I saw a black house cat in one of the womens arms. The tiger on the roof hopped down in front of the women. The tiger rolled over to its back. This gave the impression to the women that he was friendly. He reached up and grabbed the cat with his paw. The women including me started to scream in panic. The tiger bit off the cats ear. I stopped filming in horror if what was about to happen to the house cat. Finally a lady pulled the house cat away from the tiger. I was relived.

(Woke up for a moment)

Was at a giant vet packed with people and animals with allen. I was attached to the same zoo shamoo was at. We were picking up baron. Baron was nolonger a 15 lbs puggle, but rather a 300 lbs one. He looked like a bear he was so big. I noticed the different but though nothing of it. The nurse brought out a baby tiger. It was super super cute. They asked me if I would take care of it for the next 8 weeks. I remembered the tiger that attacked the house cat earlier and asked if the cat was dangerous. I over heard another nurse telling a woman the same thing and handing over another tiger baby. The woman was pissed and demanded that he train the baby tiger for longer then 8 weeks. I heard the nurse explain that its parents were put down earlier that day and the zoo couldn't let them go for any longer. I somehow knew that the parents were the two tigers from earlier and I felt bad. I agreed to take in the cute tiger kitten. I was holding it in my arms. It was so adorable but I could tell that allen and baron didn't like it.

(Wake up for a moment)

Im back at the zoo on a floating gazeebo. I called laura from australia for some reason. She was super excited to.hear from me. I told her all about my recent vegas trip and we were laughing a lot. I could tell that she was with people I didn't know and I could tell they were interested in my vegas stories. I was spinning in circles as I talked to laura and I began to get dizzy. I finally decided to sit near an edge of the floating gazeebo and look down into the water. The gazeebo was tilting from side to side. I looked down in the water and saw large crocodiles looking back up at me. A few men walked by me and asked if I was okay. I didn't respond and I kept staring at the crocodiles with my phone to my ear, not paying attention to what laura was saying to me.

(Wake up for a moment)


Was in some tunnel under ground in somewhere like india. There was all this weird burnt shit on the ceiling about 4 ft wide. I for some reason tastes it. It tasted like fried chicken. for some reason I knew that this meant the monkeys would soon come. I was worried that the monkeys were agressive and I asked the other person with me to run. I crawled up some weird steps with caution, crawling more like stepping. I could see a glow at the top of the stairs and hear men talking and laughing loudly. I think I may have been a man in this dream. I was created at the top of the stairs by a small boy. He was frail. I knew he was a slave. He asked me if I saw his papa. I shushed him and said yes, he will come for you soon. The boy lit up. I knew his father was dead though and I only said it to cheer him up.

(Alarm goes off.. Nahhh)

Ok so I am a huge fan of Buffy: the vampire slayer/angel so those of you who know the series will understand my dream a bit better....plus I've been watching the Angel series so this dream isn't all that strange.

I remember starting my dream in a city. A decently sized city that I had never been to before in reality, but I seemed to know my way around as if I had lived there before. I was just wondering around, not really having a purpose. Suddenly out of an ally pops a dark figure. A man but I could not tell who it was at first. He approached me and revealed him self to be Angelus...he came to me and offered to turn me into one like him, a vampire. And we are talking vampires right out of BTVS, how their faces change and everything. I wanted to be a vampire, so I let him turn me. That part was instantaneous, unlike the tv show. It was as if he asked me, then I agreed, and boom....instant fangs lol. We began our reign over the city. Killing and taking anyone we wanted to. Jumping from building to building just to grab people and drink their blood. (I know creepy right.) The funny thing is, that usually when I have dreams where I am in league with the enemy, I most of the time am sort of a spy, so normally in this situation I would only pretend to kill people to gain the enemy's trust. Not this time. No, this time I actually drank people's blood. And it was real vivid. I could feel my fangs slice into their flesh and actually taste blood. We were unstoppable. There was this sort of mafia that we infiltrated because we didn't like how powerful they were becoming. We were sitting in the living room of the mob boss. He had an apartment above a store that he was running. He didn't have any of the luxuries you would expect a crime lord to have. Just a basic living room with couches straight out of the 70's and his wife sitting on the other end of the room with a toy dog. The boss was expecting us to be sort of his assassins and work for him. But me and Angelus had other ideas. We killed both of them and turned on the gas. As we left we lit a match and threw it in the living room as we both gracefully dropped from a 2 story window to the ally below. We were unstoppable and I liked it. Unfortunately it was soon after that I woke up.

I was with two people I know at this place (mentioned in title) near my school. I was hanging out near a juke box and this woman started flirting with me, thinking I was an adult, and this guy near me wasn't. I laughed and said "do you even know how old I am?" she acted like she did. I told her my age then told her to flirt with that guy who's older than me. I woke up.

Bit of a pointless dream, but oh well, if I can remember it, I'm going to post it.

Part 1- I used a WBTB technique for the first time last night. I saw a blonde haired man, who looked to be around 30 years old, in my brother's bedroom. We were looking at x-rays, and I realized I was dreaming. (I don't remember doing a reality check, however, which I should have done for assurance.) I tried to change the way he looked, and I believe I managed to edit some facial features, but I turned away and he was gone. It didn't really bother me though, I went and took a few bites from my brother's Milky Way bar, which tasted delicious. Then, I walked out to a very small patio from my brother's second story window. (My family lives on a hill, so we have a walk-out basement. His room is almost like a third story.) It is about the size of a twin size bed, with a rod iron railing. I stepped up on the railing, and put one foot out. However, I began to doubt myself, and tried to do a nose- plug RC. Now I'm just flat out panicking, and I either lose lucidity or wake up.
Next time, I'll try flying from the ground.

Part 2- Later on, I was with my friend Ryan, and we were riding our bikes on a trail not far from my house. My mom was following us in her car. Some young, female bike cop pulled my mom over for a minor ticket, as well as some other woman on a miniature motor- bike. My mom left after the ticket. I took the motor bike, and for some reason, a plunger. The trail gets too narrow to ride after a half mile or so, and Ryan and I decided to enter a house. The back door was unlocked, and we walked in. From the outside, it looked like a normal home, but was filled with dress- up clothes and family portraits on the inside. We walk through the narrow and clustered hallways, and my brother's friends Ben and Brent show up to try and scare me. I walk out the front door alone, and a shaggy looking bearded man is waiting in his pick- up truck. He was a neighbor of the home-owners. He is blaring the radio report about an attempted break in, clearly directed towards me. I walk up to him, trying to come up with some weak excuse. However, I become lucid, and see that hands were unusual looking. I try to rub them together a bit. I am trying to decide whether or not to be civil, but suddenly I yell "Taste iron, bitch!", and smack him in the face was an iron bar. Unfortunately, I believe I lose lucidity here, and become the main character from a comic series I read (Ichigo from Bleach). Now the setting completely changes to a giant gathering, and everything is animated. My punishment for the break in is the sacrifice of one person. I sacrifice Rukia, who is a good friend in the comic. Strangely, the situation is lively and almost humorous. They make a festival out of the sacrifice, and I see Renji (comic friend) and my comic dad, holding a drinking contest. Just before the sacrifice, someone shows up with a slideshow of all the portraits from the home I broke into, explaining the family tree of some royal family. However, the explain a flaw in the tree, and prove that my family (Comic me or actual me is unclear) is heir to some great wealth or something. My sacrifice is freed, and not the least bit angry, and there is a large celebration. I hear applause, and wake up.

My parrents asked me if my school ID was still intact. I told them that it was. I was in my room by the bed, but my bed was at the wall closer to the window insead of away. I was messing with the ID and it broke. I was afriad my parents would yell at me over the ID so I tried to put it back together. The I got teleported to some place far under ground. I was in front of a gigantic elemental lord orf fire. His staff was a red stick with an end pointed to the floor that was spiraly. I touched it and tried to play around with it. The elemental got mad at me. The elemental lords adviser told him not to get mad at me for I am not the enemy. Suddenly I saw an old man on a rising plat form. The old man engulfed in flames and yelled that he was getting infinite powers, but a fire born creature with a lantern of fire put his lantern to the old man. The old man screamed and his plat form lowered. The situation of the old man kept repeating itself. The dream ended.

WBTB
wake @ 4am
sleep @ 5:30(ish)
200mcg huperzine-a
8mg nicotine gum

I enter the dream knowing I am dreaming...
I have a task in mind, and also open myself to what the dreams wants to show me first.
I fly through a dimly light park at night. There are trees, and I want to fly to a tree and nestle in it. I approach a tree and fly up into the branches, it has no leaves, I realize it is rotting. There is a huge trunk-like branch falling off, and I see that wherever there are big branches, they are falling off because of letter-sized sheets of paper embedded in the trunk, keeping the branch from attaching properly to the trunk. I land on the large "trunk" and it sways and I stay as light as possible so it doesn't break off**. I pull out the sheet of paper and read it, it's fairly clear but I don't remember exactly what it says just that I understand it is a criminal rap sheet. I think, "but this isn't ME!" and I'm wondering about it, when a group of cops show up with flashlights and flashing lights.

I panicked for a moment and started to fly away, then flew down and faced them directly, choosing an open, friendly attitude and emotional tone. I don't remember exactly what we talked about, I explained myself, and they responded in a manner of, "oh, ok, no problem" and left. As they left, I was pressed in from all sides by a multitude of people. I noticed an impulse to fight them, but I let myself feel it and acknowledge it without acting on it while I sorted through appropriate responses and settled on projecting a solid field of light pink love.

Almost immediately they all dispersed and (I might have this mixed up with another part of the dream sequence) I notice one really big guy. I jumped on him and hugged him, really pleased to see him. I kissed him, thinking, "integration".

I flew back to the tree, and wrapped myself around a branch and hugged it.
There is more in between I do not remember.

I find myself standing in a dimly lit room, watching a man sitting next to a teenager who is lying on a couch. They are dark-skinned. The boy is ill and feeling bad, and the man is striking the boy with small, precise BAPS that spark in the dark. He is berated the boy for feeling bad. I didn't really want to be in on this scene, and I ask the dream, "Am I really needed here?"
"Yes" is the answer.
Ok. So I say to the man, "I notice that you are sitting there hurting him and then wondering why he feels bad and getting mad at him about it!" The scene then shifts, and the boy is lying in twin-sized bed next to me on my right, I am on his left side. The sheet over him is cream-colored, pulled up nearly to his chin, the head/footboard are a simple wood fram, similar to mission-style. The boy has now changed to someone more feminine.

I lay my hands on her belly, left of center, and run Frequency 17. She groans a little. Then I move further down her belly, it might have been the womb area, and I say to her, "This is where all of your ancestral money stuff is..." and run Frequency 27 into it. I move slightly as she groans and vomits into a bin on the side of the bed (that is a pale mustard color and looks like those ikea shoe bins that hang on the wall with 3 drawers). I had opened the bottom bin for her...she spewed and filled it up, I pulled the bin out and moved it away, then tried to make another one appear but couldn't so I opened the second one for her, anticipating more spewage. There may have been just a bit more.

I turned to face her, and she was a beautiful woman with broad features that seemed somewhat asian, she looked a lot like my friend Stepha, and her skin was light golden brown and covered with freckles. She had warm brown eyes and a kind, gentle smile. I suddenly wanted to kiss her and have sex with her, we may have kissed (if we did anything else I don't remember).

Another snippet of being in a restaurant that reminded me of a country diner. I decided to fly out through the ceiling and the first time I tried I bounced against the ceiling and fell back to the floor. I laughed and was a little embarrassed and other people saw it. I checked...ok I *did* just fly so I am dreaming...and tried again, this time a little slower and it was like flying through gel. I flew through several layers and I wondered whether I would ever find open space then I flew through one last layer that was like the dome of "the capitol building" and silver, and wa-la, open air.

I flew along and landed in garden that I thought of as "English". Three people approached me, the one in the middle had something that looked like my shower backscrubber that he started to poke me with. I gave him some very firm yet kind command NOT to do that, and the guy to my left reacted very surprised and said, "You are quite the diplomat!". We talked about I don't know what and I flew on.

Without deciding to, I found myself zooming along in outerspace, going faster and faster, realizing how easy and effortless it was and how it was further and faster than "anyone's" been before. A space shuttle flew up beside me so I paused and it stopped and several astronauts disembarked and they all streamed around me. I didn't want to let them get too close, I think they wanted to catch me so I stayed just out of their reach (they all were tethered by air lines to the shuttle.) I don't remember what happened after that, I'm pretty sure it wasn't the end of the dream...I hope I flew on!

There was more, but in the dream I decided that it was really more important to stay in and do the healing and integration stuff I was doing rather than try to wake up to remember it.

***The dream tree to me represents a family tree - and I felt like this dream was showing me that ancestral criminal acts were somehow affecting the tree and disintegrating it. I am adopted, and have had a lifelong terror of "going to jail", even though that isn't something that I was raised with or threatened with, and my bio sister has a criminal history. So, I think I'm going to check in on the tree later, maybe it was enough to just be aware and know the person in the rap sheet wasn't me.

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6-23-11


Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am exploring a residential building. I have seen some like this before, there are apartments but the doors are always open, or missing, and there are a lot of people all over the place. I walk into one room and there is a naked girl, in a room of about 10 clothed people, watching TV like it is no big deal. She is maybe 23 years old, brunette. Guys and girls around her don’t seem to notice she is naked, people walk right by her. I figure that she is another dreamer but she likes to walk around naked.

She is sitting on a sofa so I sit on the end of it to her right and ask if she is "a little cold" sarcastically. She looks at me out of the corners of her eyes with a smile “No.” I sit there and visually examine her body admiring her good looks. An attractive woman comes over to the sofa and is wondering if what we are doing is sexy. She stands behind the sofa to the girls left and leans over on the back of it.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” I say.

The woman nods her head.

I go on to describe how and in what ways her petite body is awesome while the girl just sits there taking it all in but refusing to look at me, I find this very funny and cute.

6/20/2011
My dream started with a city I've never been in and a house I hadnt either. It was designed in a newer esque futuristic hipster way and I lived with a different family. However, I was still me and the girl I was getting in trouble with in real life was still her. I felt the families disappointment in me, a true reflection of what I assumed was what my real family was feeling. Also, the father figure threatened to destroy my Spiral Knights fountain of marble if I kept up my nonesense. I wish I had one of those.
Later I was outside a resturaunt in my dream and called out to one of my good friends and teachers inside, she comes out and we start to walk to mcdonalds. After we leave I walk outside the mcdonalds and it transformed into a gas station. A nearby cart had chips in it so i ripped out the bag of sun chips (stealing I assumed) and walked with her into the darkness with it.
Here comes the weird part, as we went up the side of a steep hill off the road next to a line of cactus she fell. I tried to catch her but was too slow, and then she began to fall and tumble down the hill itself. I was confused as she began to RIP down the hill like she was being pulled down by an unseen force. As I ran after her, I noticed a person sitting out of the corner of my eye. I stopped and said "You"... The thing appeared in front of me and was laying down, without pants. It was offering itself up to me, and i asked "Is this what you want?" it nodded and it just emenated evil. I threw something in its face that I later assumed to be a bible and I felt the thing was a demon of lust. After defeating it somehow I ran down the hill and saw stickers everywhere, which i assumed i needed to find all the letters of my teachers name to get her back to life somehow.

I figued that this story was a show that I learned my lesson with girls, that I choose my education and friendships (symbolically my teacher and friend) over common lust. Proud of myself.

This one seems a bit disjointed and not right.
In the dream I was in at school, in a room that I never knew existed, there were pipes and other people. We decided to do normal school stuff and started hearing rumours about aliens in the school. We investigated it and broke into the school at night to find out whats going on, we went into the mysterious bed and pipe room and there was a painting on a wall, a teacher who was working with the aliens found us, and we had to escape. We spoke about it at school what appeared to be the next day.

This next part felt out of place, like it wasn't a part of the dream, but it was a dream.

Somehow I got to a ice skating place with someone who is considered the smartest person at my school, who I sometimes play tennis with. He told me that I should check something. He took me to a wall with symbols on it that go into the ice. There, ice skating was the girl who appears in a lot of my dreams. When I noticed her everything got a bit messed up like a film messed up and started skipping back and forth between different scenes.

Back to what was going on originally.

I figured out what was going on with the aliens and the school, and thought the only way to fix the problem would be to time travel and stop it from ever happening, so I somehow timetravelled and stopped the aliens from arriving by doing something with the painting on the wall. At that moment a group of what seemed like swat broke in through the windows and started saying things too me, but everything started to sound like how it does when your underwater, I said "what?" then one of the people moved closer and I woke up.