memorable

This was a very Mortal Kombat inspired dream. It was one of those things where I'm watching it like a movie, but have control over some of the characters at points. So it takes place in the desert, kind of resembling the MK desert stage, but it's around 8pm and getting pretty dark. There's an area of the desert that has a seemingly endless collection of dead bodies, some decaying, some mere skeletons. They're hung on these wooden frames, like they were tortured before death (resembling the Krypt section in the new MK game). All the bodies are very sectioned off from the rest of the desert.

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About 50 yards away from beginning of that section is a small village area, medieval-esque. Fights are constantly breaking out in the village, and you can watch people batting with swords in this big ravine area that runs between the Krypt area and the village. There's a rule set-up, you can battle and kill someone without consequence, as long as you put the body in the ravine, that way it can be buried by the sorcerer in order to keep the place clean and tidy. I don't remember what the sorcerer looked like, but he had powers similar to Quan Chi. He could raise the dead, and make huge skeleton hands come out of the ground. When you end up winning a battle and killing your opponent, the sorcerer doesn't wait for the winner to get out of the ravine, he immediately raises up the sand with his powers, and sometimes ends up burying the winner alive if he doesn't get out fast enough. The sand also turns much darker once it's raised, and skeletons can be seen protruding from it.

The last thing I remember was this big battle happening between 3 or 4 Shang Tsuns, they were resurrected from the krypt by the sorcerer. They kept opening up portals and jumping through them in order to teleport around the battle area. As this was happening I woke up really suddenly, and that was it.

It was the best dream I've had in a long time, I just wish I could remember the beginning part leading up to the desert area. Oh well, I will definitely be returning to the desert in my next LD. ~

Hanging out with my friend, R Late at night in my living room. I have been sleeping. I wake up lying on the floor. My tv is there but he has also set up a second tv in front of the fireplace. We are watching a cartoon of the knights of the dinner table. I look over and ask him, what's going on with this, where did he get this cartoon? He shrugs. I look at the screen and two teenagers are sitting in the principle's office. One of them is my friend Jared. Jared in staring at his shoes and mumbling incoherently. I say to R, that is a cartoon Jared, this cartoon is in our hometown. R Shrugs.

He is eating a big bowl of scrambled eggs. He is sitting in an easy chair and eating a big bowl of scrambled eggs. I get up and go to the kitchen. In the fridge are big omelets covering all of the other food. I start looking under the omelets for things to eat and find the rice dish I cooked last night. I look back in the living room and there is a commerical for a furniture store.

I say to R, This cartoon is on TV? He shrugs, yeah. That is crazy. I thought maybe you downloaded it or something. I ask R if I can make some eggs to put on top of the cassorole and he says that it's fine. I go to the stove and there are two dirty skillets filled with dried cooked eggs. I ask him why did he cook eggs in two skillets? He says he doesn't know. I look again at the two tvs in the living room and realize that this is very strange and say to myself, I think I am dreaming. I open the glass dish and take a bite of the food to ground myself. It's cold and spicy.

R asks me what time we drove back from our friend's house. I can't remember. He says he has some dvds he wants to watch one of them is of the wedding of Dave and Macey. I say, rusty, dave and macy aren't married, she is going out with john. He says, Oh yeah.

There is one of those green plant sponges on the table in front of us. I point my finger at it and flick. The sponge floats upword into the air. I flick again and it shoots across the room. I curl my finger and It comes back to me and lands in my hand. I am excited and look over at rusty. He is still watching tv. I try to talk but I can't. I mumble in my head that I am dreaming, that this is a dream and on my third try I am able to say to him. R, this is a dream right now, I am dreaming.
He looks at me funny and says How do you know. I say, well first of all you aren't wearing any pants. He looks down and starts to cry. I say it's ok, don't worry about it. I close my eyes and imagine him a pair of shorts. I snap my fingers and when I open my eyes, he is wearing shorts.

I say watch this R, and Point my finger at a blue couch cushion. As I raise my arm the cushion floats up into the air. R gets excited and says, "wow bruh, that's amazing!" I wave my hand back and forth and the cushion shoots all around the room. I let the cushion fall and do the same thing with a fork, this time making it zig zag all over the house.

I walk to the door and open it, now I'm in the parking lot of a mall. It's that kind of dark where the sun has just set. It's raining Big Drops. I walk into the rain and feel the cool water hitting me. There is a lot of people hanging out by their trucks. I see a large roving band of clowns walking around. I say to myself, one of those clowns wants to have sex with me. I walk over to the clowns and see a pretty one. I say hey pretty clown, want to go have sex over by that church? She shrugs and I take her hand.

We walk over to the Chinese restaurant/ church and start making out. I unbutton her clown shirt and beneath it is a zipper. I unzip the zipper and there's still more shirt. She smiles at me and I just pull the shirt over her head. She is wearing an aquamarine bra. I reach behind her to unclasp the bra and can't find the hook. I feel in the front of the bra and find it. I kiss her a little more and pull her pants down. She turns around and bends over and I'm trying to figure out where her vagina is. Eventually we figure it out and start going at it. I look over and see a pretty latina lady sitting on a park bench next to a big stack of fireworks. She's watching and I say to her, look, if you can shoot that roman candle off before I finish, you can join in. She grabs the candle and starts looking through her purse for a lighter, The feeling of sex is too intense and I wake up.

Dream Journal #22, May 26th, 2011.

Don’t remember much.. only remember fragments. I was.. trying not to dream inside a dream? I’m not even sure. It may of had something to do with lucid dreams, but I woke up at 2:30 am again, marking the end of my REM. I know Dan was definitely in my dream. I remembered the dream when I woke up at 2:30 but now I forgot it lol. It may have had something to do with cars also. I remember having an FA and trying to take all my blanket and push it into something near my desk right next to me.. I forgot why. It failed and I was like damn, so I put it back. I KNOW i was trying to sell something.. but I just forgot what it was.

edit: just remembered a dream! wow this was vivid, and it seemed like i was lucid but i don’t really think i was.

so.. it started out with me in like, this dancing place? kind of like the dancing place in sucker punch, with the same teacher. the teacher was surprised to see a guy wanting to learn to dance lol. she taught me some basic moves, blah blah. then some girl asks me if she wants to go get a banana with me, and i’m like sure. at this point im thinking, wait, am i allowed to do this? will i get in trouble? but i do it anyway. then these 2 guys come out during lunch break, kevin kim, and some random ass black guy. the black guy starts to give me and alvin shit. alvin just appeared out of nowhere.. lol. i then proceed to beat the living shit out of them. like, literally, the living shit. im pretty sure the black guy died, but kevin kim survived. he was unconscious however on the floor. they’re bodies looked really weird lol. they looked liked corpses except with spaghetti noodles coming out of thier body and instead of blood it was spaghetti sauce. so now i find myself in my house, with the 2 bodies on the floor and alvin next to me. then i’m like, alright alvin lets go back. but then i’m like wait, should we hide the bodies? and alvins like umm, idk. so i decide to hide the bodies using dream control (lol wut wasn’t even lucid). so i tell alvin, “hey dude, go in like another room or something! i’m gonna make the bodies disappear with dream control”, so alvin goes to another room. i close my eyes, focus on erasing the bodies from my mind, and when i open them, they’re gone! but the time significantly changed… like i forwarded 2 hours into the future lol. alvin comes out, and i tell him, “DUDE did you see that? I did it!” and he looks at me weird and he’s like “huh? did what?” I then concluded my dream control also erased his memory lol. So we go into the living room and play this wii game.

fragment: I remember going in front of my house, it’s somewhat sunny, and theirs piles and piles and piles of beer and other drinks. I remember thinking damn, this is gonna ruin my dream recall.

Second dream I remember is playing this wii game with my brother lol. It was very similar to marvel vs capcom 3, except the characters you could play also included people from my school and other hot girls rofl. i’m not sure how they played in the gamge, but i remember owning my brother the first 6 games and then he proceeded to own me after that. i also remember texting ralph “bring weed” lol. supposedly there was supposed to be a party at my house, because i also remember my brother asking me “do you want anything” and i’m like “uhh.. nah”. sarandy comes home and he brings my brother some weird recorder tape thing that you put in your shoebox… imking to be exact. lol idk. i don’t remember anything after that.

In this dream I go in and out of being lucid.

Im at this music festival and I become lucid by noticing the vast amount of stars in the sky (I live in a big city, no stars) as well as shooting stars. All of a sudden riot police show up and start beating up all my friends and I notice my principle among the chaos.

I escape by changing the dream scenario( I have a bad habit of becoming lucid, facing problems and making the scenario disappear instead of manifesting a giant sword or flying away) and wind up at my school. I see this kid (who Ill call John) who is a junkie in real life and he is trying to throw a syringe at me. I duck and try to run away but he gets next to me and stabs me in the shoulder with the syringe.

I freak out and beat the shit out of him and he invites me back to his house to smoke but once we get there we both pull knifes on each other and square off. Suddenly his big brother comes out of nowhere and throws him in the oven but I convince him to take John out after a minute.

I learn it is Halloween and the night is young. We go to Johns friends house to smoke but when we get there a giant robot guard dog jumps over the fence and we run our asses off. We split up and I hide in a mailbox which the robodog destroys but I still get away.

The dream changes again and I am at my deceased grandmothers house and it is Christmas now. 3 old ladies I have never seen before are there and they are stealing all of the presents. I wrestle with the old ladies and tell them to GTFO and steal back the presents. This is when I woke up.

It was a strange and violent dream but it was pretty cool.

Okay then, this one is a bit of a journey. From the start, this dream was what I refer to as a MAD, or Mild Awareness dream. Basically, I am aware that I am dreaming, so I am lucid, however I would rather be along for the ride and see what my mind produces for a journey, so don't expect me to play maker and take control... I find it more fun this way... Although I will occasionally skip an event to progress the story quicker (an example being at the start of the dream I summon a drink rather than ask for one so that I can get to what someone has to say to progress the dream) As a disclaimer, I am personally an agnostic atheist, and I hope no theists find the content in this dream offensive. It was nothing but a journey, don't take it as me trying to change your views That said, how about we get into it?

Our dream begins, as many do, in a room filled with people. I am aware that we are here for some major purpose, and take in my surroundings. The atmosphere is tense. Some people are chanting in a corner. Another corner sees people praying. A family huddles together. I realise that I am in what was a bar, but is clearly a more important place than just that for tonight. I approach the barkeep, and materialise a drink in my hand. We exchange niceties, and I get an urge to ask him how much I owe him for the drink.

"Money won't be a problem now, will it?" he replies, chuckling and adding "It's on the house mate."

He pours himself a drink and I follow along, not wanting to seem like I don't know what is going on.

"Everything is set to change, aye?"
"Aye."
"What do you think will happen?"
"No clue. It will be an adventure, that's for sure. I might not be religious, but I am holding out for an afterlife."

This piques my interest. Afterlife? I am starting to understand why we are here. Something is going to cause our deaths, I am now certain of it. I continue to play along, I don't want this DC to die thinking his last discussion was with a fool, and a lot can be gleaned from how people reply.

"Still, do you think we might have it quick at least?" I ask him.
"Aye. Guess it was a great idea setting up my pub in the city, it should explode right above us."

I now know there is conflict of some sort, but I am interested in finding out more.

"I'm generally out bush, so I guess I picked the right time to come to town!"
"Aye, I feel for your mates still out there. The fallout would be a worse way to go, I reckon."
"You think?"
"Yeah, at least we will most likely be vaporised. A nuke will do that for you."

I'm growing to like this publican DC. From him I know we are about to be nuked, and will no doubt die quickly. I don't know what part of my psyche he represents, but his words were soothing. I was going to continue talking, when suddenly there was a hush. I turned to the corner where the TV had been, something I hadn't noticed until now. It was now showing the old snowstorm ants, and this clearly worried some. A child cried. I turn to the publican.

"It's begun."
"Aye. That would be Sydney being hit, signal was from their studios."
"What now?"
"Should happen any moment now. Not going to hide from the bastards though. Have at me!"

The publican downs his drink and sprints out the glass doors of the pub, laughing like a madman. I guess the whole world was mad at that point. I took a peek through the door and noticed something that stood out. The streets were... quiet. Films make you think there would either be anarchy or panic... But there wasn't... People seemed resigned to their fate, only tense over when it would come. This touched me, as I was lucid enough to know that my mind sees humanity as having potential to mature in time... Then things changed.

The next set of events happened over a few seconds. The air was filled with a light, a light like one has never seen. I knew this would be the beginning of something immense, I only didn't know what form it would take. Death is something I have experienced in dreams and waking hallucinations, many times, and it is always a different feeling. This one fascinated me... The light didn't surround me like in films, there was no tunnel so to speak. It was to be very different from most dream deaths I have felt.

Things around me disintegrated... At first I thought it was the bomb tearing apart the world around me, that I had erected a dream shield. But then I knew my dream survival instinct hadn't kicked in, and it was a death I was experiencing. Items vanished around me, being replaced by a simple whiteness... It felt like hours but I knew it was only seconds, even in the dream. I decided to stop fighting the sensation, and absorbed myself into the form.

I then felt a tug, a gravitational pull... The only thing I can compare it to is when I threw myself out of a 30ft tall tree (I was young and foolish, don't judge. I landed safely too, only minor bruising )... I gave into this pull, and knew that this death would not see ressurection, reversal, non existance or awakening from the dream. I was on my way to an afterlife

I found myself in a cavern, with no notable features, no high or low temperature, no wind, no moisture but not dry, just an eerily still cavern. I looked around and saw people, although I didn't see them. I saw beings, if I focused on them I could see them, but they were people I didn't know and quickly faded out of my memory. I knew for certain that I was not in any of the traditional afterlife locations, but the closest one I could think of comparing this to would be one of the outer circles of hell, or perhaps purgatory in Abrahamic religions, or an Asphodel Meadows where I retained individual thought. I felt that I may wander in this cavern until I awake from my dream, and I wanted to progress it, so I willed an event, a meeting. I willed a discussion with whatever power controlled the region.

Oddly enough, my opinion of a realistic Satan answered my call. He appeared before me, a being without form or manner, merely existence. I was interested in knowing why my view of Satan was to appear in this version of the afterlife, and willed a responce (sorry, I don't like starting discussions with gods or demons in dreams, I feel a bit awkward about talking without being spoken to ).

"You hadn't finished your work," was the simple response. "Here you may complete your tasks."
"And what were my tasks?"
"Fulfillment of your goals. Attaining peace. Finding an understanding, finding a reality to adopt."
"And how will I find it here?"
"You will exist. You will feel an urge to complete tasks, quests, from the supernatural to the real, comedic, realistic and tragic. You will experience reality and unreality and continue doing things until you finish your work."
"How will I know when I have finished?"
"You will know."
"And what do I do until then? Just, what, stuff?"
"Pretty much."
"Why would I do this?"
"What alternative do you have?"

I couldn't deny the logic in that, and so I dismissed the presence. I wandered for a few hours around the cavern, until I stumbled on a familiar face. It was Catherine, a friend of mine I talk to almost daily in spite of having not seen her for 3 or so years. Unlike the beings I saw before, she was perfectly defined, not like a DC but like a real human. I sat down next to her and put my head in her lap. She started stroking my hair and we just had a peaceful moment. I finally chose to talk.

"Here too are we?"
"Seems that way... Hey, at least we get to catch up again."
"Makes for a pretty sucky date though, I woulda given you better if I could. Hell, you woulda gotten all the Mi Goreng in the world" (there is a running joke that we have that we are so perfectly suited to the other that if we were to have a relationship it would be the greatest the world would ever know. Yes, we are that deep in the friendzone, but back to the dream. The Mi Goreng is also a running joke, suppoesdly the only condition for me to marry her would to be able to keep a pantry stocked with it... We are both students that blow what money we have on flying, me as a hobby and she as setting up her future career - Ed)
"Could be worse. At least we have all the time in the world."
"That we do Cat."

We stay there a few more hours, and somehow end up in each others arms. Nothing romantic, we just... We are. We coexist. We share each other's existance. I finally ask her how she died.

"You weren't caught up in the bombing were you?"
"No, I've been here a few more hours in living time than you, I guess... It's felt like weeks though... My father and I were out driving, just killing time before our time was killed, and we ran off the road. Tree. Quick. Painless. I arrived here, I guess that we young ones have been left here to mature... Bloody oldies, they had the better music, the better laws, and now they get the better afterlife!"
"Hey, am I all that bad?"
"Well, I guess there are plus sides of being left here."
"So what do we do here? Any ideas?"
"Just chill I guess. At least we have our memories. We aren't in pain. No torture like the crazies say. Nothing like that... I've had urges to recover things from other caverns, but I've resisted, I felt like waiting here I might meet someone I wanted to... And those caves looked like they might lead to injury... I think that we can still feel pain here, even if we don't die again."
"Did you though?"
"What?"
"Find someone you wanted to?"
"You're a cheeky bugger, you know that right? Yeah, I found someone"
...
"I'm glad you are here, you've made me a lot happier since you arrived."
"Thanks Cat."

We just went back to holding each other in quiet contemplation. Later on we got up and wandered around for a while, wandered through the caverns, but there was no one who we recognised, so we went back to lying together. We simply held each other until the dream faded out, and that was that.

Throughout this whole thing I was struck by the detail in Catherine's appearance, DCs generally aren't that defined, even DCs that I know real world versions of... I guess that people can theorise why this was as they wish. I was also interested by this form of afterlife, often death leads to me being in a dream state, but experiencing nothing, like I had left existence and could ponder the dream. Other times I am reincarnated in some form, this has led to interesting events (like walking through my grandparents house 5 years before it was even built in reality, with their car that was yet to even be designed in reality in the driveway). This one was odd, in that it seemed that the afterlife was more a side life, a message of some sort, not the traditional symbolism thing, but more a problem solving excercise... Any input is appreciated.

sinemac

This is a part of a dream I had about a week ago and I totally forgot to write something about it so I'll say a little just so I remember.

The dream started in a wonderful area that seemed to be in between tropical and a wilderness area. The water was a radiant dark blue, you could see all the way to the bottom in it though. I had my own little house on the side of this lake/ocean. I had no reason to go in it, it was too beautiful outside, the perfect temperature and so tranquil. The house was white with maroon trim and was brand new. It looked very small but it had two stories, it almost reminded me of the houses in New York or in that show Everybody Hates Chris, very tall and skinny. I went for a swim so I could swim to my parents house, they lived on the other side of the ocean and greeted me happily when I arrived. I appeared at my Grandma's house once again, I did not enter the house this time. Instead I went to the backyard where the pear trees were, there was a small open cottage built back there, there was no door and it was very spacious. I remember there was a computer or a TV in there. My friend Nathan came out with his cell phone in his hand, walked to the right of the house which there was a large sitting area with about four people sitting there. I remember leaning against a girl there like she was my girl friend though I can't remember her face though she was very skinny.

That's all I really remember I woke up from there, a lot of other things happened in between but they were scary parts that I don't recall as much. Well Gtg it's late hopefully I'll have another lucid tonight.

Note: Grandma's house again, dream sign.

Wow, this was certainly a vivid one, before this I believe I had some long dream about helping the length and vividness of my dreams, but I don't remember it at all. This, on the other hand, was great

My memory starts off in a shop in the middle of my city. It has large windows at the front, and the sun is shining in brightly. I caught the bus in, I think, with a couple of my friends Tim and Josh. They wanted me to leave, because the bus to take us home was coming and we were going to miss it. I wouldn't leave, because I was fascinated by the things in the store.
The lady who helped run the store was young, in her 20's, and looked like a bit like the comedian Sarah Silverman, crossed with the character Gooch from Scrubs.


The store sold small, homemade products. The ones I was looking at were small clay photo frames, with bright colours and weird designs - something made them really stand out to me. I asked the lady running the store about their products, and she sang me a song with her ukulele. It was funny, and simply just ran through a list of the quirky things they sold, and she ran out of things at the end, and finished it awkwardly. I thought the song was funny, but Tim thought it should have been better for a comedian, and proceeded to go with Josh to catch the bus to go home, leaving me in the store.

I stayed and looked at the other things in the shop, finding some small balls about 2cm in diameter filled with fluff, made from 4 pieces of felt. They were made of either red or yellow, and blue felt. I questioned the man from the shop, who was one of the lead characters from the Mighty Boosh, wearing something somewhat like he is in the picture. I noticed that they broke easily, by pinching them at the base. He said they were supposed to, and it made perfect sense to me, and reminded me of something from the show. So I bought a pack, since I liked them so much.

The bus I was supposed to catch with Tim and Josh came back around out the front of the store, and Josh came in exclaiming
"The bus went the wrong way and turned left and circled back around!"
So I left the store with him and got on the bus with them both. On the trip home, there was a really large sign, or part of a fence made of two wooden posts and a large piece of metal in between, which was flying through the air wildly around the bus. I was quite scared, and remember visualising that it could have easily crashed through the front of a car and killed people, and probably could have done the same to the side of the bus. It seemed to fly off as we continued to drive past it though, and I went on looking out the window. I remember seeing one of my friends out the front of a small house, working on his car. I hoped that he would be okay, and it was a pretty terrible time to be having car trouble.

The dream jumps to me arriving home, and I believe I was helping Dad in the garage, trying to find old computers. The image I remember here is also an old memory, and could be mixed in with the dream. I think it may also be why I went to the trinket store in the first place. I believe this was where the next section of the dream was introduced, where I had to help Dad take care of a bottle of bleach, which was trying to rehabilitate from a nasty drug habit. I think I may have used him to clean a surface at one point. The end of the dream is during the middle of the night, where I got up to find the bleach, passed out balanced over the edge of a painting, which was leaning against a wall where we normally have our kitty litter tray. This really confused me, as I couldn't work out what was happening. I knew the bleach was on the edge of the frame that was leaning up against the wall, but I couldn't see it properly. Somehow my mind made sense of it. I noticed that bleach was coming out of the lid and realised he had OD'd, and had choked on his own vomit.
"Oh Bleachy..."
After realising he was dead, I used the bleach that had poured out of his mouth (the end of the bottle..) and a piece of cardboard, (again, my mind knew cardboard didn't work well on floors, but then i realised 'Oh it works like a sponge, of course') and cleaned a white tile to a shine (where we don't have white tiles).

This dream confused the heck out of me when I woke up, and when I started thinking about it, I had to laugh at myself a little bit. How did I possibly miss any of those signs! A sign flying past caught in insane winds on a perfectly sunny day, a store run by two comedians, a bus route I normally catch every day taking me on a road which doesn't exist -- actually, a house which the sign flew past looked exactly like a house my bus goes past every day, but it was painted a pale yellow instead of a greenish black, and was on a road that overlooks the ocean near the beach instead of bushland--, and most importantly a bottle of BLEACH named Bleachy, which had a drug habit and OD'd! That night, we did break the bottom off of a bottle of bleach, and I'm pretty sure thats where that came from.

Before I went to sleep last night, I wrote in my journal affirming myself that my dream guide will help & wake me to lucid dream. I've never met them, but I think this dream which I remember so vividly was definitely supposed to help me lucid. Instead, I had the most vivid and random dream I've had in years! I know I'm close to it, and I'm confident I'll have full control.

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Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

edit: As far as I know this was my first dj, but it was so long ago and I've cleared out many entries.
4; I take a quick look down to watch me rise above the ground, not gaining much. Some invisible dc behind me, I feel like I could rise quickly, thought 'to the skies.'
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A guardian angel? He says, "No."

It is a dark dank room with three black podiums in the center. On top of the podiums are bright red game show style buttons with the names of places in front of them. Covering the buttons are glass serving dishes like you cover a cake with. As I look at each button a horrific atrocity flashes through my head. I understand that each button allows me to correct a terrible moment in history, one is a natural disaster, one is a terrorist attack and the third is an unjust war. As I walk to the terrorist attact I see a flash in my head of the ripple effect of history, how in that attack was a little girl who would grow up to me a terrible demagogue. Her reign on this earth would reinstate worldwide slavery. In my mind's eye I see myself chained in a spaceship bound for the sun being killed for dissent.

Dream one was huge, lots and lots of storyline excellently written by my brain. From a V for vendetta setting and storyline to being pursued in a dreamland to a real world.

Second dream was in work then into a FPS Half life like world. The sense that one of those copters was about appear above head.

First off I would like to thank dreamviews for giving me more intiative to lucid dream, without it I would never have been lucid. So my first dream, i got lucid by doing the nose plug RC. The rush of air was very odd, but awesome at the same time.

Realized dreaming outside of timmies. My friend and I both realized. We went back inside of timmmies and two guys wanted to fight us, so we fought, I tried to run super fast, but that didnt quite work out. They caught up and we began to fight. I threw one of them to the ground and the other one couldnt do anything. Then the dad came and i had to take him on. He came at me like a bull in a China shop. I took him and threw him against the glass door, he was stunned for a few seconds. This gave me a chance to get out of there. I ran past a little opening in the bank and onto the sidewalk. I ran into some house and I wanted to practice my dream powers. This was extremley hard for me, I tried to shoot fireballs, however they didnt come flying out. I guess I had too much sense of reality. Then finally they started working, fireballs were flying out of my hands like Mario. Soon after the dream ended and I attempted something I had never tried before...

The thing that I attempted was a DEILD. This was actually quick and easy. I felt my body go into SP right away, and very soon after I was encapsulated by a dream. This dream began with my sister and I inside some snow world. We decided to go down some green tube( Like in Mario). We ended up on top of some clouds. We walked past those and we were challenged to a duel. Not just any duel, a yugioh card game duel. Except this wasnt normal yugioh. We pulled out our wallets and for some odd reason I had American money. On each bill, there was a little red thing on the end. I guess this made them yugioh cards. We began to duel, we were placing bills on the floor left and right. But then in the fake outside world my parents were talking about how we were laughing in our sleep. I said to my sister in the dream to, "Watch this!" I told them I heard them and I got no response and shortly after the dream ended.

Date: 09-20-10
Length: Unknown
Vividness: 10/10

I was dreaming that I was in a huge house while traveling around with my girlfriend, Dakota, and her mom.
It was night time, so I went to sleep.
I had a dream inside my dream.

In that dream, I walked into the bathroom.
Everything was foggy and wet, and I could barely see anything.
I realized that, since it was so foggy, this must be a dream.
I did a RC to be certain, and sure enough, I was dreaming!
I screamed, "YES! I'M DREAMING!".
Literally a second later I went head first and jumped through the glass, and straight out the window.
I forgot to stabilize my dream, so instead I began flying around.
It wasn't working very well and I began falling.
I flew by a mirror and when I looked in it, yet everything seemed normal.
I was trying to think of things to do and thought of making a person appear, unfortunately this only caused me to wake back up in my first dream.

I got up from the bed, walked to the door, and told Dakota about my lucid dream.
Halfway through, however, I realized my dad (who I haven't seen in a while) is lying right there.
I jumped up and hugged him and we both started crying.
My friend Tema runs in and does too.
Someone else says something about getting a delicious dish, called the carpaccio from my favorite sushi restaurant, Pirahna.
My dream ended there.

-frenchblablabla

Doing a werid screen test w/ disney characters (the "princesses") from Snow White (1938)-
Mulan 1998. Last night I get paid for doing the screen test and was told to
come back the next day. Everyone else leaves expect me and the room becomes dark and

I leave the room and a hand calmps over my mouth. I mentaly implore the
kidnapper to let me leave a message. I left it in code:

11, 9, 4, 14, 16,16, 5, 4 and slip it under the door of the studio.

I then w/ the kidnappers leave the building.

It seeems like I wasn't alone in the building besides the kidnappers.
A man who looked like a man from a previous kidnapping dream
(or a dream re-carnation) "knows" I'm been kidnapped and regrets the previous
incartion of him didn't take my warning seriously. Going to call him Alex for the rest of the
writing.

Alex comes out of the building and the person holding me told his loons (he wasn't the
actually mastermind of the kidnapping plot)to tackle Alex and 20 of the loons did
tackle Alex. He was able to get 6 of them off him at the same time. But after I got
into the car and drove off. He was able to get the other 14 other of him at the
same time. He then hopped into a taxi and said "Follow that car!! But keep 2 cars behind
it please"

In the mean time I was forced to drink some tea which had a drug in it. I didn't want
to. I knew it was either a)didn't want to see the master's headquarters or b) didn't
want to see where I was being held and told Blaze so myself. Before I drank the stuff.
I fell asleep for an hour (3:20-4:20).

When I woke up I was in a fancy bedroom and I think it was a mansion and it
had a very big property according to the windows. Blaze came into the room
to check on me and laid down some rules:


1.Must not leave property without permission (but I can explore
the mansion and gardens.)

2.If I do leave property with permission two things:
i)must be under guard
2)must wear something that looked like a burqa.

At 8:00 that night someone tapped at my window. I check outside the door to see
if anyone was out there before I "answered" the window. It was Alex and he was
wearing plungers on his hands&feet. I talked with him and inisted he go back.

He didn't really want too. But after hearing the two rules. Did go back.

I'm hanging out in Haven with Yuya and Liv, but the dream isn't very vivid and I feel groggy.
We're standing at some table, and I don't really know what's going on. How did I get here again?
I'm not feeling adventurous at all, which is weird.

Yuya notices this and approaches me.
I feel uneasy and nervous as she is standing very close to me.

She gives me a kiss on my cheek.
Suddenly, I feel the urge to breathe, as if I had forgotten to do so for the past few minutes.
As I breathe in, I get a massive shock of vividness and awareness.
Colors become vibrant and burn into my eyes. I start to hear what is going on around me.
It feels like every nerve in my body just turned on, I can feel everything!
As if I was in a coma, and somebody just woke me up.
I knew I was in Haven, I knew I was with Yuya and Liv, but it is only know that I truly realize what this means.
I've experienced this sensation a few times, but it remains as impressive as the first time.

"Holy shit!"
"Indeed."

Yuya laughs.
I look at my hands, I can feel every single tiny hair on my hand and fingers, as the wind gently brushes through them.
I quickly investigate my surroundings because I'm hearing music.
The 3 of us are standing at a table with different drinks on it. There are other tables with other people as well, it appears that we're at some kind of party or celebration.
There's a band playing many different string instruments, so that's where the music is coming from.
I really like the music, it's mostly cinematic music, very dramatic, but also full of energy and very pleasant.

Yuya hands both Liv and me drinks, they look like shots.
Liv doesn't seem to trust her drink, she's investigating it carefully.
Yuya and I pour ours down. It burns a bit in my throat, the drinks are very strong.
But they're very good. Liv finally drinks a shot as well and seems quite surprised.

"What wonderful liquid is this?"

Yuya and I have to laugh, and we continue having a good time and having drinks. Liv is such an innocent girl.
I clearly feel that I'm getting drunk, and I do so faster than I should.
After just 3 shots I can already clearly feel the effect, but the dream remains extremely vivid.

"Yuya... how come dreams feel more real than waking life?"

She smiles.

"In waking life, it feels like I'm on autopilot the whole time. I do not see the beauty of my everyday life, everything seems boring and normal even though it really isn't."
"Why does it feel like I'm asleep in waking life and awake in my dreams... awake right now?"

After some thinking Yuya replies.

"In waking life, you are busy thinking about a million things at the same time."
"You might not realize most of what's going on, but you subconscious continuously tries to solve all the problems of your life."
"There is simply not enough room to think about your surroundings the way you do right now."

As always, Yuya's explanation makes a lot of sense, but I still feel like I'm missing something.

"Well... I simplified it quite a bit... it is quite complex, I don't know how to put it in words..."

She puts her drink down and puts her hands around my neck. She then presses her forehead against mine an closes her eyes.
Our thoughts merge for a second and I catch a glimpse of the proper explanation.
But I can't understand it, it feels like it goes beyond the limits of my imagination.
I do understand the conclusion though, and I feel like it makes more sense now.

As Yuya opens her eyes I get lost in their beauty.
I'll never get used to such beauty, to such infinite detail.
Usually, I'd start feeling insecure and look away, because I know I'm streaming my thoughts towards Yuya, and she'll immediately realize that I'm thinking about how beautiful she is.
But I'm drunk, and I keep looking for a bit as she smiles...

"I feel funny!"

Both of us look back at Liv, she seems to have had quite a few shots while we were distracted.

"Liv, are you drunk?"
"Huh? I don't know."
"Have you never had any alcohol?"
"Uuuuuh, I don't think so?"

You can tell by the way she moves that she's really drunk.
I have trouble avoiding to laugh out loud, but I got a funny idea.

"Liv, tell us a funny story!"

Yuya is about to crack up.

"I'm way too insecure to tell you anything shameful!!!"

But she continues anyways.

"So... you know how I seduce people in their dreams to leech some of their energy?"
"Well... see, when a succubus seduces someone, she awakens the natural sexual urges within that person, but blocks out the thought of having sex..."
"This way you get lost in a state where you're extremely aroused, but you won't do anything..."
"But err... apparently not everyone is... interested in the same things?"
"There was this guy, about a year ago... he casually started to get his dick out... I thought I had forgotten to block his sex thoughts at first... but I didn't!"
"He proceeded to try to FUCKING PEE ON ME. I mean, can you believe this shit?"
"What is wrong with people???"

This is too much.
Yuya and I burst out laughing. We both have to hold on to the table to avoid falling to the ground.
Liv, the shy succubus, that fact alone is funny enough as it is, but hearing her tell this story because she's drunk, it's just too funny.
All three of us can't stop laughing... I can feel the dream fade away, but I can't stop.