memorable

Yeah this is a WIERD one, at which i was in love with the girl in the dream but I've never met her in my entire life it's almost as if it's a memory from another life, the intensity of emotion i felt within this dream was extreme.

It started off I was on some farmland which I apparently owned in Britain (the date within the dream was much like the iron age)
The Americans came over sea's in ships to attack us (no idea, really i have no hate for America, just the dream )
Eventually we managed to start to chase them from our land in a battle, I was running down a lonnngg grey road which on either side had crops, i was following a squad of soldiers (at the time holding swords) with big black hats laced with silver around the edges, they were in blue military uniforms with a brown strap holding their sheath on and big brown boots.

The dream then cuts to me saving this female from drowning, this girl is someone who in the dream i am crazily in love with, long brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a white dress. I then cut to seeing her in a small wooden boat which was sinking. the ship i was on i got to sail towards this small wooden boat, i jumped into the water and swam towards the boat got in and held her in my arms and we both burst into tears, it was raining heavily but there was no sky.
I then cried and kept kissing her and the boat was tipping side to side and i could feel the water swilling around me and the boat getting closer with the captain saying our names (her name began with A i think it was Amilia, i dont remember my name in the dream and our last name began with P i think it was pennington or something.)

I then woke up.

Zombies

It started off looking like a left 4 dead dream. I was playing with three computers as teammates, and as such they were expendable. We were in a five story building, in a stairwell that very nearby had a ladder shaft that did not have visual access to the stairwell. We climbed up the stairs and upon reaching the top, were beset by a horde of zombies. When the dust settled, all three of my computer allies were dead and I was left alone. I started to go down the stairs and came face to face with the tank. He had about half health left, so I deducted that one or two of my teammates must have died fighting him and now he was apparently stuck in this stairwell, having decided not to come charging after the rest of us. I quietly backed up the stairs and he didn't see me. I decided that I could escape if I went down the ladder that was beside the stairwell.
There is either a memory gap or the dream shifts to me attempting to do laundry.

Trivial

I had had my clothes in the laundry and they were washed but my sister had things in the dryer that were still wet. I asked her if I could use the dryer before I had to go to work. She said she needed to. I went back to the laundry machine and poured some of the liquid detergent onto a rag. The machine was full of clean water. I repeatedly filled the lid of the detergent with water and squeezed some of the detergent from the rag into the lid, making a more diluted detergent than what had been in the bottle. I poured many of these cups into the washing machine, but then as the water level was higher than it was set to, the washing machine emptied some of the water. I noticed the water getting clearer, then realized that because the detergent was denser it was sinking to the bottom, and had been draining out as I put more and more water in. I then put my hand in the water to raise the water level, so some would drain out. As I removed my hand I poured more in so that the water level would stay constant. After finishing that, I realized that I had already washed this load of laundry, said d'oh sadly and moved on.
I moved out to a large hall where my sister, her friend and an older man I didn't recognize were talking. I began telling them how stupid I had been but in the middle the older man started to leave and the other two were talking, so I walked with the old man until I finished telling him, afterwards he chuckled and then I returned to the other two, who were now talking about a bi-weekly auction. I don't remember what the auction was about but they went on about it for a while before the dream shifted again.

Vibes

Leela was sitting in a chair while the other man, her co-worker, sat across from her. He got up and started to talk. He said “do you ever lay on the ground and think about the void?” he lay down on the floor staring up at the roof. Leela went to lay down beside him and looked up at the roof. Her eyes were open but the roof became a cartoon white with black clouds on it. The clouds swirled around and were manipulatable. I do not like to think of darkness, and my paranoia of her coworker kept her from focusing on the black clouds and instead tried to make the void white. She tried to force the clouds out of the vision but they were not fully under her control. She was able to wave them aside, compress them in the center or clear an area, but they were always on the edges still. She controlled them by imagining border lines and using them to wipe the clouds away. The clouds deformed as if they were a gelatin. After a while of trying to clear the clouds, she finally gave up and said “I see a void of white with black clouds.” and he responded, “It's normal to see white with black clouds when thats whats in the sky.” Then she looked at him and saw a wave ripple across an area of him. “Vibes,” she said as she pointed. They then started moving around, experimenting with these vibes. She brushed her hair with her foot, but it was a smooth motion that seemed normal, not awkward. There was an extremely relaxed feeling and after a time of moving around in a manner, a lot of which was Leela playing with her cartoon purple hair, he said, “You're really beautiful, you know that?” They could see a small vibration form in her neck and ripple out through her. After a short time of more vibrations, instantly everything went black and a black man (not black skinned, but black in mood, personality, clothing and hair) filled the view and yelled, “I'll kill you while you sleep” in a voice like the two faced guy from the commercial for sanctuary when he says “watch your back.” I woke instantly, terrified.

In retrospect the entire “vibes” part of the dream dream had a very similar feeling to when I was doing mushrooms the second time and at a particular time was in a state where I felt connected to my four friends in the room. I would average out their heights so if one of them was laying down on my left, and one was sitting up on my right, I would be leaning downwards to my left. If one of them was sitting forward but the other three were leaning back against the wall I would be nearly against the wall but a bit forward. There was a period where it felt like I was in a trance and just allowed my body to twirl and move. At one point I felt like I had only something like a ball socket joint connecting me at the center, and my upper portion did a full 360 degree spin, forwards, not in a circular twirling motion

I was in something like an electronics store.. Something in the dream clued me in to the fact that I was dreaming, I got excited and almost woke up, used a "dream spinning" technique I read about. Closed my eyes , spun in circle and regained vivid lucidity. Used force like powers to lift and hurl electronics. Realized I had much dream control and was excited about it while still dreaming.
Note: read that if you ask a person if you are dreaming in a dream, they will say no. Asked a person in this dream, he said no.

Lucid like a few minutes ago. Was in this room getting ready for some awards show. I wanted to wear a Tux, but I wanted it to be the zuit suit type from the mask. I walked around several rooms, and asked the DC's where was mine. One of them knew I didn't have any suit like that, and I told them that I was hopping that it would appear anyway.

I stopped for a moment, and felt tingling on my limbs, and I noticed that fabric was slowly crawling down my arms forming the suit. It was a black striped one. Then the mask itself started forming as well. For a second I couldn't breathe, and it looked pretty cheesy, so I took it off. I headed outside, and the show was right next door. They gave me some gold charm with a red string on the end of it that allowed me my seat. There were crowds of people who couldn't get in until I got in. I could over hear one of the girls complaining that I was supposed to take her with me or something, as I entered.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

My mum's in the house. She shouldn't be here -she doesn't live here anymore-.

She's on a weight bench. My dad's next to her, but he seems ok that she's here. I frown, this isn't normal. I also appear to be in deep water.

[Dreamskip] I'm on a road. It's nighttime and the lamposts are lit with orange light. Everything has a reddish tinge to it. I'm with a group of people from my school. I turn to the person beside me.

She opens her bag. "I'm going on a date tonight, should I wear my grey dress or my blue dress?"

I can't see both, the grey dress is nice. "The grey dress." I say. She looks at me as if i'm stupid.

"But I'm going on a date." She says slowly. I roll my eyes and am about to reply when Rochelle walks up to us. There's bottles clinking together in a plastic bag.

"Did you bring my half-bottle of vodka?" Asks the girl. On que, Rochelle opens the bag and brings it out. Why does she owe this girl vodka? And half a bottle?

Suddenly my guidance teacher appears. "Girls!" She shouts, her gaze fixed on the alcohol. "What are you doing with that? And at this time of night!"

I scowl, turning and running away. I hear Rochelle's voice behind me saying "You can't just run away!"

But I do. I can't be bothered with this bullshit. I run down the pavement until I get to a grassy area. Suddenly with a burst of awareness, I realise I'm dreaming.

There's a cushioned chair on the grass. I run up it and leap onto a garage. Rochelle runs panting up to them. Looking up, she shouts at me to come down. I manifest some crumpets, butter them, and sit munching on them. Eventually I shout down to her;

"You see, I'm dreaming. This is all a dream." I grin when she looks confused, merrily rolling my eyes. I jump down from the garages into a shop. Looking around, it looks as though I'm on holiday. The sun is shining, and the shop is for merchandise.

Where's Asher? I stroll around, wondering why I never see him anymore. Suddenly my mobile buzzes in my pocket.

"Hello?"

"Hi."

I gasp. The voice is Asher's.

"Asher? How come you never come when I look for you?" I ask, pulling things fro shelfs, such as keyrings and card sets.

"You see, I live on Jupiter."

I pause. "The planet?"

He laughs. "Yeah. Why do you think that in your second lucid dream after we met, you felt such a strong impulse to fly into space? Your home is there."

Realisation hits me as I remember that dream. "Is Skylar there?"

"No." He says is bluntly, coldly even.

"What about Katie?"

"Nope."

"I met her y'know. I met who I think is your family."

And then I woke up... Goddammit.

I had a some dreams before the one i recalled, but they weren't nearly as interesting
I was watching a movie with a girl I had a HUGE-ASS crush on when I was about 14. (I was a bit more serious than she was, relationship didn't happen, Although i still find her amazingly attractive 3 years later ) I wasn't paying attention to the movie, but her body instead. Her hair was the way I like it and it smelled nice. There was a perfect view of her cleavage As if she read my mind, she glaned at me and put her head on my shoulder. I thought "Great! now to kick it up a notch!" I was planning on feeling her up, but as i thought it, she grabbed me hand and placed it on one of her boobs! Ecstasy washed over me but i woke soon after.
Taking vitamins before bed is probably the best thing for me to have good dreams

There was a beginning to this dream that I forget. I recall I entered a fancy spa while it was still broad daylight.

I woke up in a male only wash room sauna/wash area, inside a large blue tiled steam room. There were a few guys in towels in the general area and they were waking up and walking out. There was a video intercom on. I could see and hear a group of female employees talking together about working at the spa... The video quality was low, like a low-res security cam.

One of the ladies was saying how there were a lot of gay men that absolutely loved this place. That they liked to linger until the place closed to hookup with other guys. -I became alarmed. I looked around and it appeared to be closing time! There were a few older looking guys with nothing but towels on. I wanted to leave asap.

I quickly ran up the stairs to a lobby area. There was that same group of girls talking. They went dead silent as I walked in wearing only shorts and a towel. They all turned and looked at me straight faced. I said:

"Oh hey ladies. I was just hanging out late because some of the guys seemed really depressed and I wanted to cheer them up."

-They looked at me really funny. I realized my explanation had not helped the situation. I wondered how I ended up falling asleep here in the first place. (Low level reality testing.)

But, the place was vivid and awesome looking. Polished wood and marble floors. Soft track lighting. As I looked around for my clothes and stuff, I heard a missed call from my girlfriend. I couldn't find my things but I felt embarrassed enough to leave without them. I decided to call my girlfriend back. Instead of the call connecting, a recorded message played: it was a strong male voice. This is an exact quote (I text'd it to my GF the instant I woke up):

"You have crossed the signal line and are unable to get through. I assure you, it is nothing."

--At this exact moment, my girlfriend text me and woke me up. (PRECOGNITIVE)

Dreams have a real penchant for embarrassing us. This one was hilarious to me when I woke. I am straight. Like my last recorded dream (Stalked in Dreamland), there was a shocking trickster element.

The voice on the phone bore a strong resemblance to my own voice. I have unrecorded dream fragments about reaching a prerecorded message left by myself. One other recording in a dream sounded like something I said in real life to someone. I couldn't recall the exact words.

This reminds me of Dream #043

Lucid-Comments-other dialogue-Inner thoughts

This week I've been trying to have a lucid waking life by staying aware of the present, the now, that way I don't have to physically reality check all the time. I've also been treating my life like a dream.

Flying mission:

Some business woman had recruited a bunch of apprentices to help her beat up her boss and I was one of them, for some reason everyone could fly so instead of using the door, we were instructed to fly towards the nearest skyscraper and get in through the window, which was her office apparently.
Flying is one of my dream-signs so. I became lucid and decided to part company with the flying crew. I was already relaxed and extremely aware so I just flew around for a bit upside down until I was satisfied...

On the street:

But after a while I decided to interact with some characters so I landed on the street and realised I was in Korea (never been to Korea). I seemed to have a lot of time and didn't feel like the dream would end any-time soon so... I took a time out and looked around at all the characters seemingly going about their daily lives oblivious of the situation..hhmmm..what do do.., then I saw a beautiful girl across the street looking at me with an odd expression on her face, I couldn't be bothered to walk so I used my telekinesis and drew her to me. She seemed amused by my little trick.

"Hi, so um do you want to have sex or something?"

she though it over.
"no".

A part of me kept thinking ( "this is a dream remember?, you can do whatever you want"

"yeah but if she doesn't want to, I'm not going to make her".

"but shes not real!".

" whatever").

So I turned and started to hover...

"wait, I'll have sex with you if you change your hair".

"huh, what's wrong with my hair?" as I reached up to feel it..

" I mean sure its not combed but considering I'm"... ( I didn't want to tell her it was a dream)

So I fixed it with my hand. and started taking off her clothes.

"wait, right here on the street?" she protested.

"yup" I replied.

"but I don't feel comfortable with all these people watching"

I took another time out..

("listen man, aren't you going to ridiculous lengths? she's just a dream character remember?")
" just make her do whatever you want")
"I'm not falling for this"
"ok lets find a hotel" I said to her

During this exchange of words, I hadnt realised that I had turned into this guy...

After finding a hotel. We finally had sex no need to bore you with the details but it was worth it( take that subconscious).
As we lay in bed holding each other, she turns to me and says..

"I know why you did all of that".

"Did all of what?"

"searching for intimacy", "you don't need it".

I smiled got out of bed and handed her a towel, at this point I knew the dream was ending. This how my mind works.

"get up its time for you to go".

She protested " why, what did I say?"

"Nothing its just time for you to go"

Her: Will I see you again?
Me: I start laughing.."its doubtful"

I wake up with a smile on my face.

So, I went on a camping trip and I was too cold/tired/busy and it was too dark to keep my dream journal. When I came back I didn't have time to keep track of my dreams. I have been having some cool dreams lately though and I am going to attempt what I was doing before (keeping my hard copy dream journal and then posting when I have anything particularly interesting). I would like to mention a cool dream I had on my camping trip though.

I had a lucid dream inside of a dream. I was dreaming, and I was in control of the dream (I was shopping and I bought this green floral dress and befriended the shop keeper and then ended up having a huge party in the dressing room area) then I woke up and I was like "Oh, I have to write that down" so I wrote it down and I went down to breakfast with my mom (we were staying in a hotel or something) and this lady was offering me all of these brightly colored pastries for dessert (they weren't cooking from the menu that morning for some reason) so I got this green cake thing.

Then I woke up and I was in my tent and it was such an odd feeling. I hadn't really been controlling my "lucid dream" I just thought I was having a lucid dream. It's difficult to explain, but I am 100% sure I wasn't actually lucid, I just thought I was.

The beginning of this dream is only a vague impression of being with a group of lighthearted people.

I was inside a two story house with a carpeted spiral stairway. I saw this one shady looking guy creep down stairs to what I knew was my bedroom. I heard a laugh track (like a sitcom). Suddenly, I felt worried he was about to steal my wallet. So I quickly headed downstairs. My room was undisturbed, I walked over to my nightstand and grabbed my wallet and keys.

I turned to walk away. I noticed myself in a full length mirror mounted on the wall. I was wearing an outfit I didn't recognize. I had on a blue-gray shirt turned upside down. The fit was comfortable but in the reflection, my arms were out of the bottom end of the shirt. The short sleeves and collar were wrapped around my waist, unstressed and comfortable looking. I became embarrassed and took off my shirt, and put it back on the right way.

I exited the house out the front door and crossed over a white wooden porch. It was broad daylight. Before me was a rather large amusement park looking expanse. It had walls with outcroppings and lots and building scattered between wide open grassy areas, and walled sections. (The layout is hazy - and changing.) I walked around the area and I recall interacting with a few people (this was hazy).

I made my way over to a lively baseball diamond. A serious league style game was underway. (Not a huge fan of baseball but I watch now and then.) I decided to see how the game was going. A pitch was just then thrown and hit foul at my feet. I ignored it while the first basemen picked it up. A second pitch was hit foul at my feet, this time I picked it up and tossed it to the third basemen (for some reason), upsetting everyone and knocking him down flat and motionless.

I zoomed over to check on him and this cartoon-like man zoomed over at the same time, beating me to the unconscious player. He jumped on top of him in a flash, and sparkles of yellow energy emitted into the air, video game style. This startled me. Something about this fast moving prankster was alarming. I sped off the field to do something different. When I was several field lengths away, the wild DC yelled out: "Catch this!"

I spun around in time to see him launch the baseball at me in an arch from a great distance. As it came, it grew to the size of a football. I dodged. It crashed into a person standing nearby - utterly mowing them down with rotating white cutters. It was a pretty nasty looking way to die. I wanted to leave this chaotic character alone. I exerted great speed to loose him. (Something that works 99% of my dreams lately.) He gave chase and had no problem keeping up.

(The visuals/recall get vivid at this point.) I weaved through a magical looking hallway with multiple portals in it. One had a golden force field that I easily slipped through. I thought I lost him for sure, turned around, and there he was emerging from a similar circular portal. Huge grin, about 15-ft away. I decided to walk away at this point. Running super fast zig-zags wasn't helping. I started to feel trapped.

I asked him to show me the way out of this land. Now the DC looked a lot like the Madhatter. He gloated at my surrender and announced illustriously something close to the effect of:

"I will gladly show the way out! But first, there is something else I would much rather show you."

After the deadly baseball incident, I wasn't feeling curious. I said "No." Turned and kept walking slowly down a bizarre fun house like hallway. He said:

"All right, all right. Right this way then." He turned off the main hall and opened white double doors to a suspiciously dark area...

I said, "This isn't really the way out is it?" He looked at me sly and said, "You are right, but I really must show you one last thing before you go!"

I said "No!" and hurriedly walked straight some more. -Then I woke up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I felt like I had to make up for lost dreamtime, so getting lucid and doing awesome things was on my schedule. After doing a WBTB I managed to do it. The mantra was: "I'm dreaming"

01.00: Sleep

07.00: WBTB 20 minutes

07.45: Fragment
*I'm showing my WoW characters to a coworker.

07.45: Using all senses MILD
I'm petting my mom's dog Igor at her house. "He's loyal as long as there's food" someone tells me, not sure if I heard it all in my head. I get up and walk out the door, it's freezing cold outside. I head towards the parkinglot and then decide to go back, it's too damn cold. I decide to do a RC. I count seven or more fingers. That can't be right... I recount them and this time I can't even keep track on which finger I am on. But it's too damn cold for it to be a lucid!

I need to stop thinking there are limits to a dream, I usually incorporate pain and cold in my RC's as I experience them daily, never in a dream. I have no particular task in my mind except stabilizing the dream with my senses. I grab a pinetree and smell the air. It's cold and doesn't smell much. I head back to the house and run my hand against a truck standing in the middle of the road. I find a snickers bar in my pocket and take a bite. It tastes like regular snickers.

I realise I've forgotten hearing and start singing "Land of down under". My sister Malin shows up and I throw the half-eaten snickers bar at her. It hits her head and I laugh happily. I'm behaving like a crazy man and I start singing on another random tune. I find some bark strips and throw them at her as she's going inside again. They all hit her head and we both laugh. I head towards the parkinglot again and spot some dog pee in the snow. I wonder if it would stabilize the dream if I ate some. Pushing the thought aside I remember a small village being ontop of a hill behind the forest infront of me. I start flying on the spot and go five or so meters up. I fly right into the thicket of pine trees. Everything becomes alot darker once in the forest and I start crawling up the hill, touching moss and pine needles.

My hoodie gets pulled over my eyes and everything goes black. I refuse to let the dream go and franticly try to get the dream back by imagining touching the forest floor. Suddenly I can see again, I'm still in the same place. I let the needles prickle my skin and I yell at myself to stabilize. It works great! I start climbing once again and after a minute or so of climbing, I can see the top. The trees all change into something more fitting a warmer country. Gravity seems to be weaker but I don't care. I'm in no hurry and I jump from rock to rock as I climb higher.

After what seems like forever I reach the top. I'm standing on a flat mountain overlooking a huge forest. There's a broad dirt road going through the top of the mountain and I spot several houses further down the road. I start walking and check my pockets once again and find a lighter. I fill my hand with gas and light it. A small fireball stings my hand but I ignore the feeling. I remember trying to play around with fire but always failing back in the days. I make a fist-sized flame appear in my hand. I watch it flicker for a second before I reach out with my hand towards the first building in line. The small metal chimney in the middle of the roof (which has an inwards tilt) starts burning. I light another fire in my hand and stretch it out at a wooden house further away. The house starts burning like a torch instantly.



I am satisfied, but not entirely. How about having some dream sex for once? The road ends up ahead infront of two houses. It's getting darker and I intend to get laid. I walk towards the building on my right and look at it. It's completely dark inside, but I force the dream by imagining someone being at home. A few meters away I see blue light which must be coming from a TV on the top floor.

I enter the dark house and head up the winding stairs infront of me, silent as a ghost. There seems to be two rooms on the top floor and the left door is slightly open. I push it open and TV light illuminates the room. A girl in her twenties is sleeping in a bed with a blanket over her body, she's very cute. I start removing my clothes silently. The dream feels stable enough still and I can feel my pulse quickening. I don't intend to do anything she doesn't want to, but I know she will be willing anyways, it's just a dream. I try to remove my pants but they get stuck at my ankles. I struggle to get them off for a second. BAM! Awake.

10.00: Fishing
I'm watching a movie where my friend Jonas catches a pike. He's in rather shallow water and there's a crowd of people standing on the shore cheering him on. He gets it out of the water and heads up to the dock. I walk up to him (apparently in the movie myself now) and congratulate him on his first pike. My brother Martin shows up and his friend. They start arguing and I spot a plastic tub with dead fish in. I weigh them each in my hand, all of them spiky. My brother seems to have caught quite alot today I think for myself. It's time for us to go fishing. I head out in the water and Jonas shows up with a strange, pink flower on the hook. "Look what I caught!" he tells me excitedly. "Put it back before anyone sees you! That's just a plant dummy" I tell him and worry about how the crowd would react.

He gets disappointed but throws it away. We swim further out and soon a few more friends appear. Jonas wants to fish for more plants but I tell him that's a bad idea. I feel like swimming under water and head down a few meters then swim like a fish for as long as I can. When I break the surface again I'm at the mouth of a river. I feel dizzy and have to take huge breaths. The rest of the group catches up with me.

10.00: LHC-Nuke
I'm at my computer. My old computer is hooked up to my new one and I'm trying to play some game through the new one on the old one. I get bluescreen and it's really messed up. Suddenly I'm playing a new Battlefield game. I'm in a tank and I'm blasting away. The tank has some new kind of missiles that doesn't explode right away but sticks to the target for a second or two first. I eliminate an entire camp with my tank and soon I'm left with nothing to destroy. I have two missiles left though and I wonder if I could shoot one out into the sky and make it blow up. I rightclick and then hold both buttons. The missile gets controlled for a while before it blows up on the sky.

Suddenly I'm ingame. A bunch of friends and Monica are there. I shoot the last missile up into the sky and it explodes, a shockwave rips through the sky and change position of all clouds. "Look! Isn't it awesome?" I ask Victor. He doesn't really care. The shockwave doesn't go away right away but keeps on rippling through the sky. Another blast gets my attention. I see a bright light over town and realise this is the day they're launching the new LHC. I can see an enormous rocket being lifted to an upright position. It must be several km away. "What should we do?" I ask everyone. I suggest we split up, I want to play some computer games with G. "I don't even like you, I never have haha!" he tells me. Wtf? I'm hurt and take off on my bike. I go up on a hill and turn around to see if Monica's following me, she's not.

A few people show up and they're whistling. I can't do that, would make her seem like some kind of dog. Another loud blast sounds, this time much louder. A bright light appears on the sky and it's quite beautiful. I go down the hill again at great speed. A car almost hits me and at an intersection I break with the entire bike. I slide in the snow for a while before stopping. "Babe!" someone yells behind me. Monica appears on her bike and she falls into the snow. She's crying out loud and got snot all over her face. Poor thing I think as I comfort her. I left her all alone when it's night out. I'm such a bastard.

10.00: Fragments
*I'm visiting a doctor for my wrists. "Anything that's wrong with you?" she asks me. "Well, not now but I'm always hurting somewhere" I tell her.

*I'm at work and telling a few coworkers about my lucid dream I just had. They laugh and shake their heads and laugh as usual, but when I come to the sex part they actually listen, before I tell them nothing happened. HAH!

10.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Quite a cool night. The lucid was pretty sweet as I was bouncing around like I was on the moon the second part of it all. I guess I did a DEILD and induced the same place successfully. That was probably the longest lucid I've had to date.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Not sure if anyone has ever heard of a mesmetron before, but I am able to build them and use them in my lucid dreams! I have run around using one in New York City. So much fun! Has anyone else ever had any kind of engineering type dreams like this? I have made other things but the mesmetron is by far the most fun.

A Mesmetron is a hypothetical device which allows the user to override brain patterns of who it is fired at effectively mind controlling them.

*These will be grouped together, as I do not wish to flood and update them separately, and as several of them are fragments.

Age 5, August:

I was in the apartment I shared with my elder sister(whom adopted me after our mothers death and my fathers abandonment). I knew it was late at night, and dark outside, but someone had covered our window with a childs drawing of a bright, sunny day. My dream self knew that the picture was fake, but my sister (I will refer to her as mom from here on out, as thats what I call her) did not seem to realize the picture was false, and continuously insisted that I go outside and play. She became so insistent that my dream-child-self could no longer resist, and so, full of suspicion, I left the house. Upon seeing that it was indeed dark and late, I turned to bang on the door, but she did not answer. I desperately looked through the window, my terror mounting, and saw that she was sitting and watching TV. I screamed, called out to her, and pounded on the door, but she could not hear me. In real life, she would have been able to hear me, and the fact that she couldn't scared me even more. I began to wander around. I was in the alley-way between apartment complexes, and the night was unnaturally dark; I could see the buildings clearly, but it was as though someone had colored all else with charcoal. I began to wander towards the main street, and as I did so, yellow eyes came towards me from the darkness, and I felt the panther pass me. I knew it was a panther because they're black, and all I could see were the eyes, so obviously it was blending in to the night.
I finally came upon the street, where one yellow street light illuminated the dumpster and a row of parked cars. By the dumpster was a zombie and a robot (at that age, I had no idea what a zombie or robot was. I wasn't allowed to watch anything beyond G, my TV was moderated, and the only thing the computer was good for was MS Paint. I went to a nice little all-white preppy-school, and I was actually the MOST cultured of my classmates, who were stupid enough not to know what the Fox and the Hound was. I recognize the monsters as a zombie and robot, NOW, but I am at a loss for how I knew what they might look like, THEN). I was terrified of the zombie and robot, even though I had a sense that they were not threatening. Called to my terror, a witch came down from the sky on her broom and swooped me away to her home, where she puttered about in the kitchen while I sat uncomfortably in the dining room. She continued to say how grateful I should be for her rescuing me, and how lucky I was, but I was quite uneasy. When she finished in the kitchen she brought out a sheet of cookies, and I KNEW that they were blood-cookies, and that she was evil and the zombie and robot actually good. I stole her broom and ran outside as she followed, screeching, and jumped off the cliff, managing to make the broom work inches before I hit the ground.
I came home, and finally found my way in, only to see my mom on her exercise bike. I tried to tell her what had happened to me, but she again couldn't hear me. As I began to scream at her, a T-Rex burst through the window. My mom didn't notice it, and then it roared and I woke up--somehow sensing that the roar was a sound both in real life and the dream. Turns out my mom was snoring REALLY loudly on the couch.

Age 8, December:
I was at the YMCA, my daycare, late at night. Everyone else was there as well, but it was far past the time when the daycare closed. My friend Chrystal was showing me her haircut (In fact, two days after this dream, Chrystal got a haircut and I had deja vu when she showed it to me) at one of those fold-down white tables with the long, attached benches. She had cut her hair VERY short. I was admiring it when I great bright light illuminated the windows behind Chrystal, and her and I jumped under the table, knowing it was aliens. (Yes, by this age I knew what those were, although the only form they ever took in my imagination was green, pointy chin, big head, and big black eyes. No antenna though) The aliens were soon chasing us through a LARGE McDonalds play-place suddenly inside the YMCA gym, only it was larger than the gym, and it was terrifying. Then at one point the aliens chasing us turned into Jesus, and I thought 'oh, he's supposed to be cool, we should go to him', before I thought 'it's a trick!' and continued to run away. Chrystal ran to Jesus for help, and he turned back into the alien and ate her, whereas I had continued running, and made it to a safe point. (ALSO, I wasn't allowed to have or play or watch people play video games until I was 13. And, while my larger family identified as Christian, my mom never forced any kind of religion on me, or had any views on the subject, herself, so Jesus was kinda a vague concept I was rather suspicious of) So basically, this dream baffles me by basic rights of 'where the hell did I get this'.


Unknown Ages, Reoccurring: I continuously had dreams where I KNEW that, if I ran fast enough, I would run right off the ground and into the air, and be able to fly. I would have to keep my legs running, in order to keep myself up, but I could do it, and I did do it, quite frequently. The only other flying dreams I had besides these were back before I was 7, I would be able to sit on my blankey and it could fly me around.

Note: I have nightmares very infrequently, and after having two in a row when I was 7, I taught myself how to go back and 'erase' them, by imagining that my dreams were in a file-system in a computer, and that if I took the nightmares and 'deleted' them, they would no longer bother me. To this day, I still use this system in order to 'delete' nightmares immediately after I have them, so that while I can remember the nightmare, I don't remember the fear or pain, and can thus go immediately back to sleep, and not have the nightmare reoccur.

I am at some sort of massive school. I outside and there are about twenty other people my age.
There is a massive wooden playground set that is about the size of a million-dollar house. The
playground set is a complex mesh of wooden beams and platforms. Somewhere in this massive
structure, there is some sort of amethyst stone about half an inch in diameter. The stone apparently
gives the holder supernatural abilities. I and the other twenty people begin searching for it. It is
a race. Everyone wants it. I start searching through the huge maze of wooden boards. I get up high
in the structure and finally see the stone resting on one of the far out beams behind a web of trusses.
I carefully climb out onto the wooden beam. I manage to grab the stone. Immediately, I fly off faster
than I have ever gone in a dream. I touch down by a fence away from the play ground. The others,
realizing I had found the stone, start chasing me. I float there and fight a couple of them off telekinetically.
At this point, the dream ends.

Dream - Lucid - AP

My classmates were going on a trip to London, but I wasn't able to go for some reason. I remember Rachel and Stephen being two of the people going. I remember something about the airplane, and them being very excited about the trip. I don't remember being very disappointed that I couldn't go, since I'd already been.

~

I was in the basement of my house, but it was my dream house, not my real one (we don't have a basement in waking life). Ryan was with me. We were walking around in the basement, and I noticed tons of clutter everywhere, and I thought about my dad having to keep everything (in waking life my dad has to keep EVERYTHING, so our attic is very cluttered).

In waking life, my dad also used to own an aquarium store, and we used to have lots of fish. He has a lot of aquariums up in our attic. In the dream, I noticed all of the aquariums were full of fish. They were very vivid and well-lit. Ryan and I walked up to one, and I saw a purple and yellow fish, one that looked like one we had in waking life when I was very young that used to "kiss" the glass. I had named him Crunchy. I said to Ryan
"Look! That's what Crunchy used to look like!", but I slurred some of my words and corrected myself. I made a comment about how I couldn't talk that day for some reason. The fish went up and kissed the glass.

Then, I remember talking to my mom about Christianity. We started to argue. She was trying to get me to go to church again.

Then, I was on campus at my college. I had no idea how I had gotten there. I was sitting in a statistics class in the psychology/sociology building next to Blake, a guy I knew growing up. He was apparently my boyfriend. I was very confused as to how and when that happened, but I accepted it. I thought I must had been in some sort of accident that affected my memory. He was very lovey and touchy with me, calling me baby and putting his arm around me.

Then, I remember walking to some HUGE, very tall dumpsters that were next to one of the buildings across the road. They were full of dirty laundry. I saw a little black boy dressed up like a superhero playing around in one of them, but he disappeared into it. I vividly remember seeing a dirty white towel hanging out of one of the dumpsters. I tossed my bag of dirty laundry into one of the dumpsters, the same one I saw the little boy playing around in.

I was then back in the stats class, when a voice over the loudspeaker announced
"Krista, please come to room 7__(it was seven-hundred something, I can't remember the exact number)."
I felt like I had heard my name, but I kind of ignored it. Blake was next to me and said
"They're calling you.", so both of us got up to search for this room. I found it, and a man showed me a surveillance video of me hitting the little black boy with my bag, which was no longer laundry, but garbage, when I tossed it into the dumpster. I had no idea I had hit him. It showed him flying out of the dumpster. I heard his cries. I then saw a close up of a girl, his sister I think, cradling him in her arms inside the dumpster. I wondered why they were even in the dumpster in the first place. I told the man I didn't know I had hit him. He said alright. I remember my mom being there at some point. I also remember thinking I shouldn't be missing stats, because I'd get way behind.

Then, as Blake and I were walking out the door, the boy's father gave me a $5 bill as an apology for thinking I did it on purpose or something. Someone behind me said "It's a hard gift to accept." I gave Blake the bill, and then decided I couldn't accept it. Blake kept the $5 and gave me a $1, and I gave it back to the man and said I couldn't accept the money. He took it and didn't seem to notice it was a $1 bill and not a $5 bill.

Then, Blake and I were walking on campus again. We stopped, and he started talking about how he lived with his girlfriend, but didn't have the heart to break up with her, even though he wasn't happy and that he loved me. He said something about me being a very pretty girl. I told him that he needed to make himself happy first, even if it meant hurting the girl.

We were then at his house, and his girlfriend and younger sister (he doesn't have a younger sister in waking life. I was confused about the fact that he had one in the dream, but I just accepted it). His younger sister had long, black hair. I don't remember what the girl he lived with looked like. They were playing some game involving what I think was a house of cards. I was trying to be helpful and help them with what they were doing. They were indifferent about it. I then sat in Blake's lap and he cuddled me and called me baby, even though he was right in front of his girlfriend. She didn't seem to care.