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I am watching a video on my Zune about McGruff the crime dog, he's helping me take a bite out of crime. He is warning me about the dangers of dream gangs in my neighborhood. He says that they are going to come and snatch my dreams. I went out to the car carrying a big blanket with my earbuds in. My focus was parked on a side street. .I wrapped the blanket around me as I looked for my car. There was a group of women around and they were looking for their cars too. It was nighttime on the street. I found my car and put some weezer on my zune. I was getting ready to go to sleep when one woman told me not to sleep over there or the gangbangers would find me. I looked back up and saw a bunch of scary dudes prowling all over the cars. That's when the old tan van with the hippy couple pull up and ask me if I need a ride. I said sure.

I get in the van and there's no seats in the back, just a mattress on the bed of the van. The girl is driving and the guy is sitting shotgun. They are singing. I lie down on the mattress and put on the video and try to watch some of it. There is a cartoon oak tree sitting in a meadow with a blue sky. A male voice says "I want to tell you about lucid dreaming. You could be lucid dreaming right now." They ask me if this is my house and I look outside the van. It is. I thank them and I get out of the van.

I walk up to the front door and my key doesn't work. I walk around the back and there's a new cement patio and lots of construction. I see a little girl and I realize that this isn't my house. It starts to rain. A Little blonde girl comes out of a sliding glass door and asks me what I'm doing. I say that I'm just a little lost but please not to tell anybody, I am going to leave as soon as I figure out a way to cover up my Zune and figure out where my house is. I put the zune in my pocket and walk over to my house.

When I get to my house it's morning time. I walk inside the back door and people are sitting in my kitchen around the table laughing and looking at papers. Ed Helms is reading from a list of my lucid dreams and laughing every couple of seconds. I sit at the table and put on my zune again. I see the Tree in the meadow and an apple falls from the tree. The voice speaks. "there are many ways to find out if you are dreaming. You could be dreaming right now" then I wake up.

4-26-2011
This will start off my first dream entry.

I appeared in a spacious store like Walmart, tons of people were walking around me and I had a huge sense of anxiety around them. I was with my friend CJ, Nicole, Madi, and her mom. CJ is only about 16 years old and is Nicole's little cousin, yet I remember him puking in the store like he was drunk or something. Anyway I'm pretty sure Nicole's mom was buying us alcohol... doesn't surprise me this is a common event in our lives. The second we walked out the door I ended up landing in a car with about seven people, it was a small car yet it felt huge. I was with six of my friends one being Marissa. We were on our way to the movies on a highway with no other cars, we headed out into the middle of nowhere, it looked like a desert. Finallllly we came up to this huge movie theater with a few other people there. Marissa was smoking a cig like always before we went inside, no one was saying a word (That I was aware of) Marissa all of the sudden reaches over and burns me with her cig on my arm. I jumped away quickly and said what the hell do you think your doing, complete silence as she takes another drag and everyone ignores me completely. She finally does it again and as I try to walk away she walks towards me and pushes harder, I finally just said Marissa that actually feels pretty good.... I like the feeling of that. So she does it again and then I woke up.

Not a very exciting first dream entry but kinda strange....

Launch from Dragon Ball was talking to the Z warriors and master Roshi. She told them about going with Tein to Korin tower. She said that Korin made her stronger then got out a thick board to demonstrate. She got out a pen and stabed through the board. Master Roshi then said "Anyone can become stronger."

This was the Blonde evil personality of Launch.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've been having dreams lately, but I just haven't had the time to write them down. I'm going to try and get better about it.

Most of this dream has to do with a green colored cell phone. It starts out (from what I can remember) with me on a cruise ship. My family and I realize that Katy Perry is there, so we go to the main gym of the ship and wait for her. She comes in and looks like what I imagined. She then starts to talk to people about how there are a lot of people who helped her get to where she is now. She starts to introduce all of the people (the people she introduces are people who were once friends of mine, but aren't any more. I don't seem to notice in the dream).

The dream skips around from there, and I'm walking to a class with some friends. One of them asks why I could possibly need a new phone. I tell them that my old one was crap- and it was just time. I'm then sitting down with a friend in the lunch look (it looks like the real lunch room, not fake lunch rooms that have been in my dreams). Me and the friend I was talking to just keep talking about the whole phone thing. I don't really remember much of what we were saying though.

I then get up and leave to go to class. I'm talking with another one of my friends about Graphic Design and what we are going to be doing that day. After a while of walking with him, I realize that I'm going to the wrong class. I ask him what period it is and he tells me. I turn around and start running. (I don't remember what class he said).

All of the sudden I wake up. It's strange though, I'm just standing in the middle of a white space. The white is blinding and I can't see anything but the same white color. I do a reality check and realize that this is a dream and I just had an FA. I immediately wake up after I realize I'm dreaming.

I wake up again and have a FA, I'm in my bed this time and everything looks normal. I'm so excited I grab my laptop and log onto DV to change the amount of lucid's I have.

Then I wake up for real. I wish I had dream control and when I realize I'm dreaming, I don't wake up right then.

I was sitting at a conference for a new piece of technology. As I and several others sit and watch, a young girl takes a bit of metal with two pieces of cloth attached and inserts the cloth into some slots on the machine. She bites down on the bit of metal and presses a button on the machine, then slumps to the floor.
"No need to worry." an announcer reassures us. "She's fine. The machine causes temporary numbness in the face and legs." The girl stands, then her feet lift off the floor. Everone around me gasps. "As you can see, she is not only fine, but more than fine."
Afterward, everyone is shaking the girl's hand. As I reach the front of the line, I ask the girl curiously if it hurt.
She blushed. "Not at all. Just a tingle, a little numbness, then superpowers." She grabbed a nearby buffet table loaded with food and lifted it with one hand. "See?"
Later that day, I returned to the building and sneak in. As I inset the cloth bits into the machine, I note that there are tiny circles of metal on each one that clicked into place as I inserted it. As I bit down on the metal, the words of the girl left my mind and I braced myself for a painful shock of electricity. As I hit the button, I experienced exactly what the girl had said; a tingling sensation, followed by numbness in my face and legs. I grasped the table to keep myself upright as the security guard came in.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and since my face was numb I could not answer. Grasping the table strongly in one hand, I gave him the "ok" signal with the other. "Are you sure? You look a little weak." he returned.
At that moment I instantly regained feeling everywhere, which was surprising because I was expecting it to be more gradual. I straightened and turned. "I'm fine. Someone left this piece in the machine, I was just removing it."
As the security guard left, I went to the nearest window and opened it. I floated out, surprised at how easy my new powers were to control, and flew up over the roof of the building. A young man came up beside me, and I recognized him as someone I knew (I knew him in the dream, but not IRL). He was shockingly attractive with light brown hair just a shade too dark to be considered blond and deep, honey-colored eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Wanna join the mile-high club? Don't need an airplane anymore."
I grinned, but before I could say anything, I heard a woman's voice. "Maybe you two should get a room." I looked around and there were a half dozen people up with us.
I looked at them, puzzled. "Security must suck here."
The girl who told us to get a room stared back at me. "I don't remember you. When did you come in?"
"I snuck in. Didn't you?"
Her eyebrow furrowed. "No, I volunteered. The government wanted a team of superheroes.. They had a bit left over, and added it to the last dose, but they hadn't administered it yet. You must have gotten it." She approached me. "That means you're stronger than us."

This dream was bloody amazing o_o
It was so exciting!
I wrote it down immediately after waking up to make sure I don't forget anything.





I set myself an alarm for ~5 hours of sleep to WILD.
I had a hard time transitioning... I was about to give up but then somehow I ended up in a dream anyways.

I'm on Teraluna, in front of Yuya's house.
Before entering I decide to attempt to induce a "deep dreaming state" similar to here.
I grab a fruit from a bowl on Yuya's table and sit down in a meditative pose, trying to focus on each of my senses individually.
But just before I feel that I'm done, I am interrupted by something very weird.
I hear a deep growl, like in a thunderstorm, and I see the sky above me deforming.
It feels like someone is trying to break through the sky, but that doesn't make any sense.

Actually, it does, the protective energy shield surrounding Haven?
The ground starts to shake, it is so strong I nearly fall over.
The growling is now excessively loud. I am confused. Something is wrong.
A big creature smashes into the ground right besides me and debris is shot into the air.
At first glance, he looks human, but he's excessively muscular and at least 3 meters tall.
He looks at me with a dark smile. I don't like this at all, I feel like he's here specifically for me.

Yuya storms out of her house.

"NO!"

The man grabs my arm and I am dragged into a wormhole.
I fall out in a completely different place.
I get up, ready to defend myself.
This place looks dark, I don't feel very well at all.
It's a place of ruins, I feel that many battles have taken place here, and many souls have died."

"Why did you bring me here?"
"To die..."
"... why do you want me to die?"
"You're supposed to be dead."
"What?"
"Pff... you don't get it, and you won't, and I don't give a fuck that you're alive again or why you are."
"Then why do you want to kill me?"
"This discussion is pointless, I just want to kill you."
"Why the fuck would you want to do that?"
"Pointless... absolutely pointless..."

He seems disappointed.
He approaches me slowly, making a fist with his right hand.
This feels so real... I have had dreams that felt perfectly real before, but for some reason, this is even more intense.
It's not that my senses are superior to previous dreams but... I'm afraid.
I feel real danger emerging from this man, like he could really hurt me.
I don't understand why that is, and it confuses me.

My phoenix wings are not reacting, I cannot get out, I must fight... or... I could try to wake up?
No! I won't. I must fight. I do not know why, but I am absolutely certain that it is the right decision.

He charges me, and I blink a few meters back, trying to increase my focus on this battle.
But he blinked right with me.... FUCK!
I try to defend myself from the imminent hit with my arms, drawing up a protective energy shield around me, but I am still hit hard.
I feel the pressure of his hit all over my body, the energy shield makes a cracking sound and disappears, I'm not sure if I would have made it without it.
He's strong... too strong maybe. I can't feel his energy, probing his aura reveals nothing.

He charges again... I launch a sphere of energy at him, but he just blinks through it.
I concentrate as hard as I can... time slows down allowing me to evade a few hits and place myself in an advantageous position.
With all the energy I can muster into a fist, I hit him in his shoulder.
I can feel my energy resonating in his shoulder and causing some damage and he blinks away.

He laughs histerically.

"AHAHAHAHA, this is going to be SO MUCH FUN!"
"FIGHT you little dragon, FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT!"

I feel threatened, but at the same time he makes me furious, trying to kill me without even explaining what the fuck is going on.
He summons a very long katana, probably 2 meters long.
I power up as hard as I can, the dragonic energy causes strong vibrations within my body, and I feel very hot.

"AHAHA, you're gonna fight me with your fists? WITH YOUR BARE HANDS?"
"You amuse me dragon."

Fuck... the katana... if only I had my...
He blinks in front of me, trying to slice me with his katana.
I blink away, but he keeps blinking after me.
With every blink we make, he manages to barely slice into my skin.
It hurts every time he cuts me. He doesn't deal any real damage, but I can't keep going like that, this needs to stop.
I'm fighting a loosing battle, I need to do something now!
If only I had my katana... if only I knew more about these dragonic powers...

Thinking about the dragon within me, I feel anger... rage... fury!
Fuck dodging these hits!
I carefully time my next blink and manage to deflect his katana with my left arm.
I hit him right in his stomach with my right arm, releasing much more energy than last time.
But he manages to blink back before I have released all of the energy.

As he blinks back, my body reacts on it's own fueled by anger.
I use both of my hands to launch a fireball at him, it should hit him just after he exits his blink.
But my body keeps going instinctively, I form a ball of energy in each hand and launch one angled to the left and the other to the right.
He appears out of his last blink with the fireball right in front of him.
He instinctively dodges it by blinking sideways, causing him to blink right into one of the energy balls.
It explodes and he is launched against part of the ruins.

All of this happened within less than a second, the battle is so fast, and he is so powerful.
But finally I can catch a short break.
I feel vibrations in my arms from launching spells so quickly in a row.
It feels like the bloody in my veins is on fire, but it doesn't really hurt.

I feel powerful, and so angry. But... it's a bit different from anger I experience in waking life.
It doesn't feel like I am controlled by my anger at all, it feels more like the the dragonic energy causes me to feel angry,
but without loosing control, and without properly despising anyone, more like a "state of mind to battle".
The power of my dragonic energy feels a bit like a combustion engine.
The harder I rev it, the stonger the vibrations, the anger and my power becomes.
But I have no idea how hard I can rev this energy through my body, the vibrations feel like they could be dangerous to myself if I overdo it.

If have many small cuts and bruises on my body, but nothing serious, but I can still feel the pain.
It doesn't numb down the way it usually does, but I somewhat enjoy it...
I enjoy the fear, the pain, the anger, the power, not knowing what will happen next, it is SO EXCITING!
The man emerges from some debris, he doesn't seem hurt very much, just a few small burns on his chest.

He smiles

"This may become an interesting fight after all."

He's extremely arrogant, acting as if I pose no challenge against him.
He summons two large snakes and sends them to attack me from left and right.
I can somehow remember moves, as if I suddenly had conscious access to my muscle memory.
I let the anger fuel me and concentrate energy into my right arm.
The dragon tattoo on my back has grown tribal extensions over my right arm which are now detaching from my arm, forming a glowing red whip.
The end is still attached to the tattoo.
I grab onto the whip and use it to kill both snakes with ease. It immediately turns back into the tribal tattoo.

I charge at him, but he summons a lot more snakes, too many to handle with the whip.
I concentrate my energy into both of my fists and hit the ground below me with both of them, releasing all the energy in the process.
The energy creates a burning shockwave which obliterates all the snakes attacking me.
I blink in front of him. Because he's so big I end up mid-air, and try to punch him in the face.
He blocks with an arm, and hits me in the face.
I can't block it, and I can't draw a barrier in time, but oddly enough his punch doesn't hurt that much.
I land on my feet without falling over.

Blood is leaking from my nose.
I lick it, looking at him, and I smile.

"You're right, this may indeed become an interesting fight after all"

That was a very arrogant move, but all this battle emotions make me so excited.
I feel that I'm strong, and I deserve to act like that, in fact I believe this is the proper etiquette when battling other beings of such strength.

I finally manage to probe his aura. He's way stronger than me.
Then again, my aura is a lot stronger than last time I battled.
I don't know what the difference in power between us is, but I feel like he's stronger, but I'm slightly faster.

He laughs hysterically.

"That's the spirit."
"NOW BRING IT ON AND DIE!"

I power up even further. The energy revs through my body faster, I feel that I'm approaching the limit of my body.
My eyes start to burn up. I feel pressure and heat on them.
The sky turns into a dark red color, and the clouds turn into storms of fire.
I understand why this is happening:

Those who use the eyes of the dragon shall see the red sky burning, and so shall those who glance into these eyes.

We charge at eachother. He jumps up high, trying to slice me with his katana from above.
I can feel so much energy emitting from his blade. I can never let it touch my body.

I instinctively jump up as well, trying to meet him mid air, to clash our swords.
But... I don't have my katana? Why did I jump?
But then I realize why. My katana... I have been searching for it... but it has been with me all along.
It is a sword made specifically for me, to be used by my powers: those of a dragon.
This is why it was forged using a bit of the essence of my own dragonic energy.
This sword has a spirit... and as such I can hide it by depositing it within the fabric of space, which only very few beings can access.
And this is where it is... where I left it years ago as a child... everywhere yet nowhere.

We're both approaching each other in the air, closing in for the kill.
I call out into the fabric of space for my katana, and it materializes in my hands.
It is so full of energy, I must have left it like that.
We both swing our swords, time has slowed down to the extreme.
The blades clash, and release tremendous amounts of energy.
A small bit of his sword shatters, and fractures form all over the blade.
I notice a lapse in his focus and take the opportunity to blink and ram my katana into his heart.

Due to the speed of these actions, we land about 10 meters from eachother.
He's holding his damaged sword, and my hatana is lodged in his chest.

Yuya appears from a portal, ready to help me fight, but she quickly realizes just how strong my aura is right now.
She looks at me somewhat surprised. She was obviously worried sick.
The man jumps at me again, trying to finish me with his sword now that I have no blade to defend myself.
Yuya wants to act but I interrupt her with my thoughts.

"Don't be afraid... I got this..."

She stops...
I look at the man, who is halfway through his jump.
My katana is still full of energy, and lodged in his chest.
I give him a dark smile, to make him understand that he will now die.
I snap my fingers, and all the energy in my katana is released at once.
The man, whoever he was, is burned to dust by the energy, and his broken sword falls to the the ground and is shattered into pieces.
I catch my katana. It is very beautiful, but I'll have time to admire it later. I cast it back into the fabric of space.

I approach Yuya, slowly powering down. The sky turns back to its normal color, and the vibrations slow down.

"Are you alright???"
"Yes. Just a few bruises."

Considering my blood covered face and all the cuts, this may have been somewhat of an understatement.
She seems speechless.
She understands exactly how strong this man just now was.

"Sorry for making you worry, I was trapped in this place."
"It's.... it's all right... you're safe... but... how did you remember... these powers... and your sword?"
"I suppose all it took was to fight for real once."
"At least I think this was for real... was it?"

She goes back to her mysterious self, knowing that I am safe.

"Maybe... only you know the true limits of your abilities."

I feel absolutely amazing.
The feeling of overcoming such danger, of winning a fight against such a deadly opponent, the power I experienced just now.
But as the vibrations leave my body, my vision blacks out.

I wake up.
I feel extremely refreshed, full of energy, I feel like going for a run around the block right now.
But it's still a bit early for that...
I get up and start writing down this dream.
Screw taking notes and getting back to sleep, I don't want to forget a single detail...

Lucid-NonLucid-Comments

meduim recall so I cant remember all the details but I was with a group of random characters,
wondering where I was when the narrator said-

"as the illegitimate sons of rich footballers prowl the night disillusioned with society, one of them stops to ask a question"...

There were four of us so I turned to one and asked what was going on. He said that our dads had abandoned us, and we had decided to raid mansions in revenge( I watched a clock work orange yesterday). Time-skips and we decided to raid a mansion not too disimilar to this-

As we are roaming around this random house, and causing all manner of mayhem.
One of the other guys starts screaming that the owner is back and he has a gun.
I tell everyone to leg it, but as I'm jumping over the garden fence I here the owner Exclaim

"Aah man, who masturbated on my porn collection?" I didn't do it but found it hilarious at the time.

In that split second of laughter, the whole scene seemed to have changed into a maze of gardens all guarded with vicious dogs( again with the dogs!).
Luckily for me I had become some kind of fence leaping expert.
I finally made it out of the maze and was confronted by a giant tree.
I climbed the tree so I could better survey the area, I could see a bridge over a lava river with a giant bearded man on one side. There were metal pillars with disc shaped tops that were spinning coming out of the lava..wtf

I headed for the giant so I could see what would happen next. As I approached him he said..

"ahoy there, would you like me to teach you the art of Foot-flesh balance jumping?"

Me: er..... what's that?
Giant: Its where we cut flesh from some part of your body, tie it to your feet ,and then you have to try to make it across to the other side using the spinning pillars.
Me: er...ok

My brain skipped the flesh cutting bit, because I was now standing on-top of one of the pillars. I could also smell burning flesh.

Giant: by the way, the longer you remain on one pillar the less meat you have for the next

I looked down and realised I was wearing a skirt it reminded me of the Vikings. The spinning was starting to make me dizzy, so I jumped, miss-timed the trajectory but somehow made it onto the next pillar.

Giant: good try to go with the flow.

Then my alarm went off.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a grocery store/office building. Everyone was lined up at these tables all over the store. We were all in pairs. The person I was with, a guy, was making smoothies with weed in them. He made us each one, and we drank them. They tasted slightly sweet, but mostly earthy. We were trying to avoid being caught.

Then, the guy was my friend Melody. She wanted to buy more weed, but didn't have the money. Her dealer was there, this big guy. He was asking her for money and she was begging to pay him later. I told her I could contribute $20 but that's it, and she would have to give me some of the weed. She kept saying "Thank you! Thank you so much!". The dealer gave me the baggie of weed. The problem was, I didn't have the $20 on me; I had to go to the bank to get it. I tried to give it back to him until I had my money, but he gave it back to me.

I then remember being outside my house in the driveway. It was dusk. I was waiting for my motorcycle to come back so I could get back to the store/office with the money. There were lots of people there waiting for their motorcycles to return. Funny thing was, no one was manning the cycles; they were just driving up and people were getting on them. I then had someone warn me to not go back to town, because "everything was getting smashed". I felt like I had heard about this, but still decided I needed to get back.

I got back to the building. Melody had a sheet from her dealer that she had to fill out since she didn't have the money, explaining why she didn't. She pulled out a pipe. It looked similar to mine, but had a much bigger bowl. She packed it and started smoking. She passed it to me. I took a hit, then heard, saw, and felt something.
Thump.
My perpective changed and I saw a wall being shaken.
Thump.
I looked up. The ceiling was glass above me. Through the glass, I saw a piece of construction equiptment. It was what was causing all the destruction in town; it had malfunctioned and was out of control. I remember someone referring to it as a "hammer". It was very tall and yellow. It was barelling towards us. There was a clamour to get to the basement; we all ran downstairs as part of the machine came crashing through the glass ceiling. Glass was flying everywhere. I hoped to not get cut, but thought that it would be better than being crushed. I remember being huddled with Melody in a small corner.

Then, just as we thought the whole thing was over, the whole machine fell down into the building. I thought it was going to land on me, but it landed right in front of me instead. It had trapped some of my friends under it. I remember seeing my old friend Cameron trapped under the huge machine. He was crying out for help, a pained look on his face. I reached out to him.
"Cameron!", I cried. Many people were reaching out to help him. I remember people touching his face.
Then, I saw my friend Jason trapped as well.
"Jason!", I cried out. I reached out to grab his hand.

I then remember typing out this dream in my DJ here on DV. I remember typing out a weird title in the "Title" box. I worried about the drug content of the dream being discovered by my college.

~

I was in Ryan's van with him. We were parked next to my neighbor's house. There was a van parked next to us with two older women sitting in it. They looked like they were up to something. Ryan and I were trying to figure something out or we were talking or something, and after awhile, the ladies were still there in their van. Hmm...

Then, I remember walking through the halls of what looked like my elementary school. I saw two dead dogs in the hallway. One was a big brown dog, and the other was a small Beagle laying in a space under my neighbor's mailbox. It was like I was inside and outside at the same time. I then knew that the ladies had killed the dogs and left them there. I remember seeing a few girls crowded around the dead Beagle and patting its head. I thought that maybe he was still alive.

I then remember talking to Ryan. He mentioned a brown dog named Espresso, and I told him that dog was the dead dog in the street/hallway. He gave me a weird, surprised look. He said
"Oh...", and then something else...can't remember what.
I remember then telling him that was what the ladies in the van next to us were doing. Either they dumped them there or they placed them there and ran them over.

I then remember being under some pavilion outside. It was after my first class of the day, and it had a bunch of booths set up for food. I remember looking at one line and seeing two people from high school: Megan and Daniel. They were apparently dating. I remember seeing Daniel wearing a white shirt with small flower shapes cut out of it. I thought about this for awhile: Why would he be wearing that? He's a dude. I examined the sleeves. They weren't ruffled or anything. I decided he was just wearing whatever he wanted.

I then turned around and saw a Chik-Fil-A booth. I wanted lunch, but they were only giving out biscuits and some nuggets. I remember hearing someone say something about a biscuit being a "snack".

April 25, 2011

Notes
Hardly slept last night. Went to bed at 1:30am, woke up screaming for my mom. Took me awhile to fall back asleep, not sure when exactly. Woke up finally at 6am. I rarely have outright nightmares. Creepy, ominous, yes. Horrifying? No, not really. If I ever have a nightmare I usually will become lucid and then either stop/change the dream. Although I did do that this time, it was really late and the nightmare was practically already over. Also, three dreams inside of each other. I could make an inception joke, but honestly I'm still creeped out. My dream self didn't realize they were dreams inside dreams. Motifs of nothing, I've never had a dream quite like this. Also, I had dreams this weekend but they weren't too interesting seeing as I lost sleep. Also I wasn't home, so I didn't bother to write them down anyways.

Entry 010
I'm in Dr. Clark's room. We have some huge essay to write, it's due in 30 minutes, but I'm so tired. I lay my head down on my desk and fall asleep.

I'm in my bed, except I realized later that it was on the wrong side of the room and exact to my old bed back home. I'm half-asleep, my body is already paralyzed and my mind is mostly unconscious. As I'm lying there, about to enter a deep sleep, I feel something on my back. It feels like a hand. For a minute I don't feel particularly worried about this. The hand is running over my back, slipping lower until it runs over my ass. I feel uncomfortable. Then I can feel nails digging into me. I realize there is no hand, but the touch persists. I realize the hand belongs to some kind of demon, and that its intention is to murder me. My body is still paralyzed. I try screaming, but all that comes out of my throat is a strangled grunt. It's not loud enough for anyone to hear. I know that I have to stand up and get out of here. I try to stand, but I can't. I fall to my knees and drag myself to the door. Along the way I see something out of the corner of my eye. It's a little man, about as wide and tall as a bowling pin, dressed in clothes like Charlie Chaplin with white pasty skin, frizzy black hair and huge, staring, yellow eyes. I open the door and drag myself to the hall. I try screaming more, but I'm still not able. I think I see my mom on the couch, but it's dark. I get to the couch, someone's there. I'm safe. I relax, fall asleep by the couch.

I wake up. I'm in bed. Something is touching me. Repeat of the last dream, but as I reach my door this time I think "My bed is on the other wall. Didn't I just have this dream?" and I realize I'm dreaming. My dream self, however, is still panicking. It's screaming at me to get the hell out of the room. The will of my dream self overpowers my lucid self and I fling the door open. There's a blinding white light.

I open my eyes. I'm screaming. My mom is in the doorway.

Can't remember dreams from last night. Nappp.

T's ex came over to our house and they were talking about something they didn't want me to hear. They were talking about a girl and I thought they were hiding something from me. I asked T to come into the bedroom and talk to me. He followed me into the bedroom and I asked what was going on. He gave me a pathetic smile and told me he needed to show me something. He takes his ring and it's in some sort of jewelry box and he points to it as if to say he chose me and I had nothing to worry about.

And just for fun. This is the earliest dream I can remember from when I was 4 years old.

I was at my grandparents house and I had this dream right around my 4th birthday. I was in a bunk bed, top bunk, and my grandparents were sleeping on the bottom. I'm up there with the skeleton guy on "Tales of the Crypt" I think that's what it's called... He's just up there talking to me.

Lucid Dream 1: 24/4/11

I was at a house full of people I'd never seen before but felt familliar with, it was raining, and I remember telling an old

woman I was cold and needed to go and find my shoes, i walked down the hall way and someone bumped me, i turned around not

exactly sure of what i was going to do, and he walked into a room smiling at me, i kept walking to find my shoes, then i

remember being outside in the rain, but i was searching for my bike, then i said to myself 'this is wrong, i was looking for

my shoes..' then i realised i was wearing my shoes, at this point i told myself 'this is a dream' and suddenly i was laying

on a bench at a school, and the sky was clear, i felt 100% awake, overwhelmed with excitement, i started to feel scared and

told myself to wake up, then i did, by far the most phenomenal experience i've ever had, i still feel shaky and excited,

trying again tonight.

Lucidity: 8/10
Exhilaration: 10/10
Scenery/aural: 10/10
Length: 3 - 5 seconds
Overall: 17/30

This morning I had a dream in which I spoke to a character from it. He was male, no one I recognized, but I asked him, "Are we dreaming?" He replied, "Yes." I asked him if he was real and his response again was, "Yes." All of a sudden there is a little girl that comes from behind a shed and draws closer to us. We both know she is evil - we can sense the danger in the energy around us. For a split second I almost considered running away from her, but then I felt comfort knowing I had a "friend" with me (the male that told me he was "real") .. So I gain the courage to face this little girl, that had short black hair, covering her face.. one of her eyes peek out and pierce though mine... I then feel my body become really strong not physically but rather like a mass of energy force around me. This energy around me was so strong that the moment I got close to the little "evil" girl, I screamed really loud, looking at her straight in the face. She disappears. I gain some level of control that I can fly, so I jump up and play around with that for a short while, which was pretty cool, but then my dream changed all of a sudden... and I'm in this house watching this man beat on a girl, she's tied up and I want to help her. I try to run in the room to save her and I ended up getting captured too. I tell someone that I need to use the bathroom, so I lock myself in the bathroom and look into the mirror. I wasn't sure if I was awake or still dreaming. When I looked at my reflection it was the same, I looked normal. So I thought, "I must be awake??!?" I was becoming really uncomfortable, I started to ask myself, "Am I stuck inside this dream????" The man that had accompanied me earlier all of a sudden was with me again inside the bathroom, I looked at his face and then the dream changes again. We are inside another house having tea, lol. Little purple tea-cups that were placed on black velvet lace cloth decorations. There were candles in the room, white candles. He disappears with a woman that shows up... I'm left alone again, wondering if I'm still asleep or if I'm dreaming..? Dream changes yet again, I'm outside, laying in the grass, looking at the sky, it's dark out, it's night time... there's not a star in sight......... And then, I wake up (in reality), followed by a hugeeeeeeee headache.

In many dreams of mine, the same fragment has happened:
"I am sitting down in some place, usually my kitchen, when I flip the page of the book I'm reading to a big picture of a wolf staring head-on at me. I feel a small surge of terror when I see it because it's moving and growing as if it was running towards me. My sight swings back out of my body and to my right, and I see the wolf jump out of the book at me, and I wake up."
The wolf image would look kind of like my avatar, but with it's body behind it.

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4-23-2011

Dream 1: Accounting Gold

I am in an accounting class but not in a boring classroom but in a theater and instead of using boring numbers we are counting gold ingots! Except for two, all of ours are small ingots from 10 oz to odd amount coins. We had little tables that came out of the theater’s seats to put our gold on. There was a lot of gold around and no one to watch us; I was amazed at this and thought how easy it would be to slip a ingot into my pocket without anyone ever seeing. This however was outside my personal moral code. I kept looking over the ingots and liking the feel of them, and how heavy they were for their little size, and marveling over how much these little things were worth.

Then everyone started cleaning up it was time to go and class was over. I scooped up the various gold items into our thick blue zippered sack. I then walked out like you walk out of a movie between those seats that are too close together.

Someone pointed out a gold coin on the floor that someone had dropped. For a second I thought ‘hmm, no one has a claim on this coin it could be lost, maybe I could stick it in my pocket. No that would look bad even if I wasn’t really stealing.’

I followed the class out into the hallway carrying my heavy sack and the gold coin. The class started to blend into the hundreds of people out in this hallway and I had no idea where this class’s room was.

I lost all the class’s people and spent about 10 minutes walking around holding that gold till I realized it just didn’t matter anymore.

I spent another 20 minutes or so walking around this huge building looking for that class. There was every conceivable type of career at work in the building, nurses, teachers, office workers, lawyers (they had a cool suite hallway, with mahogany walls and doors, where the lights where very dim just enough to look cool and so you could see comfortably), there was even a hair salon. I was the only one walking between all these; everyone else seemed to see nothing but their own career place.

I felt like I could take on any one of these careers if I simply thought I was in that career, it was almost like the place would ask me if I was one of the types that populated that area (career person or customer).

I got really tired of searching for the class and gave up.



Dream 2: Flying Experiments
The actual happenstances that took place during this dream are unimportant. The important aspects are the specific experiments and their results.
I knew this was a dream and decided to try different flying techniques.



The first technique I tried I have had luck with before; I talked to my subconscious self. “I want to go faster. No faster than that! OK I don’t care how, just as fast as possible!” WOOSSSSH!!! All kinds of trees and buildings wiz by!

This technique definitely works but is unpredictable and often too slow or too fast and it is usually hard to stop at the right point.


Next, I tried to use the point I wanted to arrive at as a pull. Thinking that ‘I want to go there’ but it works all too well getting you there and flying but at your normal height and speed, just like walking but flying. This takes way too long but I have great results stopping exactly where I intended. This also takes very little concentration to carry out and keep up. This is great in large crowds and over small distances. You’re going to lightly bump some people in a large crowd but I found that was OK as long as they weren’t hostile.


Then I tried the run and jump Superman style, this worked very well but was hard to speed up from the speed I started at. Very good to change height and got a lot of height too.

Then I tried to make things up on the “fly”, while flying around I tried stuff but the best was a fist push or swing. You punch or swing your fist forward as fast as you intend to go. This forceful act tells your mind the force at which you want to travel, as well as, seeing your fist move fast which is nearly as you want to go. I got great forceful speed out of this and great directionality, stopping was as simple as pulling my fist back and putting my feet down. I actually stopped faster than I usually ever do, and though there was some sneakers skidding on the ground, it worked very quickly.

This was the best technique I have tried and after flying into a middle school at breakneck speeds I decided it was time to wake up and record this technique but then I heard a administrator type yell to my direction “Check in is in the office!” A couple of parents and myself walked into the office and I immediately realized that I had no one in mind to see, what would I say was my purpose here? The secretary, whether a DC or a dreamer, was probably going to see me as a threat.
The secretary was blathering away to a parent “Oh yes! Oh yes, that’s great!” while I fumbled around with the write in-sheet.
There were 2 eagle pins on the top of the page and I took one off and looked at it. I felt this was a good time to disappear and wake up but as the dream started to fade I remembered that pin in my hand. Would the pin disappear with my disappearance? That would not be right if someone really like it so I concentrated back on the dream’s visuals, and once fully back in the dream, I put the pin back on the paper. I looked at it and marveled at the realistic details but had to get out of there before the secretary started to talk to me and things got crazy.

I can't remember this whole dream very well; just from a certain point onwards:

Lucid = orange

I'm sitting on a couch with a couple of men, and we're watching something. I'm sitting next to a darker-skinned guy but he's getting a bit too close for my liking. I move away but he just gets closer again, making me feel rather uncomfortable in the process. I tell him to move away a bit but he doesn't really do anything, and laughs. I then have enough of it and get up, then another guy gets his dick out and starts wanking over me, so I try to instantly get out of the room, but the guy holds me down climaxes all over me before I can. I then break free and run out of the room and down a hallway, through another door (my clothes are kind of hanging off me) and into some posh dining place. I die of embarrassment and immediately vacate the area, running out of the building completely.
The perverted rapists are behind me and for some reason the police as well.

Next I'm running through a hospital-like area (can't remember how I got there) and the police are shooting at me, but I dodge all the bullets matrix style and break the line of sight, spotting a toilet ahead which I race into (I didn't pay attention to whether it was a men's or woman's toilet, but I think it was a woman's one. Quite frankly I was too occupied). There's a woman in there, and I dive into a cubicle before she spots me, in-case she's on their side.
I then randomly realise I'm just dreaming, and that none of this is real, which gives me a surge in confidence, and just walk out of the cubicle not caring that I'm in the opposite gender's toilet or that there are people after me (constantly reminding myself that everything is just a dream, and not real). I get a proper look at the woman, and she's quite hot, but to avoid anything going down, I instantly start buttering her up with foreplay, knowing that she would comply. Things develop very quickly until the point where she hops onto my lap with her arms around my neck (if you get what I mean). I then notice 2 black men running towards the toilet (most likely after me) and shuffle over (with me and her still interlocked) and lock the door, so that they can't get in. I then take her back to where we were before and my vision starts fading, as per usual, but I'm determined to stay lucid this time, so I tell her ''Baby, I need your help. Help me stay lucid.'' and hold both of her hands, putting all my energy into how it feels. Eventually stability returns to me, and we're free to continue what we were doing. Things get more and more heated, and I remind myself now and then that it's not real. Then something shocking happens; this woman turns into a some kind of black demon, with multiple eyes, that are a vibrant red colour and hisses ''What if I'm a manifestation of everything negative within you!?'' (or something very similar to that) Although I know I'm dreaming, for some reason fear starts to take over and I race to the door to get out. I remember I locked it. I unlock it as fast as I can before this thing gets to me and run out.
Next I find myself running down Lysander (the doorway must have acted as some kind of teleport since I wanted to get away). I knew I was away but still kind of worried that this Demon might be chasing me, so I jump up and start flying, soaring down the road. I'm paying a lot of attention to everything around me, and note how everything is extremely vivid, yet none of it is real. It fascinates me; how this lucid is very vivid, looking just like real life, yet it's merely a dream; something conjured up by my brain.
The road then leads me into town, and I can see cars and people going by. For a laugh, I decide to land on one of the cars and see where it takes me. I spot my target, and then it speeds up quite a bit, racing off into the distance, but I'm determined to catch up to him, and will myself to speed up accordingly. I'm now flying at amazing speed, loving every second of it, and catch up to the car within a manner of seconds, landing on the roof. The driver honks his/her horn with disapproval, but I don't care as it's just a dream, so I can get away with anything I please.
Eventually it takes me to the centre of town, and I hop off and go near the bus stop. Although there are a few people walking about, I figure I should call for some homies and start yelling ''Whoop Whoop! Where my Juggalo's at?!'' and similar things. Then I start seeing homies running up to me, some of which painted up, which I find awesome. Things still seem a bit bare though, so I call for some Juggalette's too, and sure enough some ladies enter the group (likewise, some painted up, some not). I take quite a fancy to one of them and pull her over to the wall and start making out. I hear cheers and applause from the group, obviously liking the fact I just pulled so easily, referring to me as some form of Legend. Then the dream randomly starts fading out and I feel wakefulness creeping up, but the image of the girl stays constant - frozen in time. I just focus on this image and try to go back to sleep, in the hope of reinstating lucidity.

Then a new scene appears before me. I'm sitting down with a group that's circled around a fire, looking down at a guy's crotch area. I'm not fully in the dream at this point, but I seize this opportunity. (I'm not sure why I did what I did next, but I guess it makes sense since I wanted to ground myself into the dream with any means necessary, and touched on 3 senses with 1 action) I then grab this guys crotch area, noting how it feels (I'm a straight guy, so this is quite strange) and then proceed to whip it out and start giving him head. My eyes are open while I'm doing this, and although I'm surprised at myself, I can feel the dream becoming stronger around me. Then I get up and start walking around, and am immediately greeted by a false awakening.

I'm in bed (in my old room) unaware that I'm still dreaming, and proceed to record my lucid experience. While I'm doing this, however, I can feel 'sleep' overcoming me against my will, and then I find myself back in the same scene as I was in before.

I realise I'm back in the dream and become lucid. I'm now on a higher level of ground, looking down at where I just was. There's a guy to the right of me and he says something which I don't remember now, but it had some usefulness. I asked him if he was a dream guide, and he said ''Of sorts, yes.''. I then proceeded to ask him about why my dream guides are always different, and whether the guy from a previous lucid was a guide or not. He was confused as to who I meant, so I reminded him, and told him about the guy who murdered that girl. He then knew who I meant, and told me not to worry about it, as it was in the past. I accepted his response and noticed there was another of him standing behind him. I ignored this and followed him into a house.

I was then sitting with him and a rather different looking Niall around a table, asking him a lot of questions. I don't recall what they were, or the answers, but I do remember thinking that he talked about a lot of things that reminded me of myself; reinforcing the fact that he was actually manifestation of a part of my mind. Both him and Niall were making things. Although, there was something about Niall which scared me. I removed something off of his face (a mask or layer of his face or something) twice, changing his appearance both times to his 'true' form. He looked like some type of baby, although he was still the same size as in real life. I was worried he was going to attack me and picked up some scissors for self-defence. My 'guide' gave me a ''wtf are you doing?'' look and for a moment I was worried he might read my thoughts and get on the offensive, so I dismissed my worry and changed my motives and said ''Well, these are less likely to hurt him, so I think he should use these.''
Note: 'Niall' was cutting things out and stuff with a pair of normal scissors, but these were considerably different.
My 'guide' then responded with ''Good thinking!''. Then the both of them finished what they were making. I can't remember what the 'guide' did but Niall made some tower with loads of edible animals on it. I get up and walk around the table, inspecting their work, and ask the 'guide' if I could reinstate lucidity for me, as I needed to wake up soon and write everything down so that I don't forget. He told he it was fine and that he would. I then inquired about their work; that if they were parts of me, I should be able to produce similar results. The 'guide' concurred, and then a few moments later I awoke.