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4.01.2011

Feeding Time (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Darkness covers the deserted outpost. Grey walled, black roofed buildings, dot the area, each a relic of the past. Though, the architecture, old-west in style, seems to be the norm across this post-apocalyptic wasteland. Shuffling through the first floor of the Inn, my sisters and I cast shadows on the murky glass. They're coming. . .

“What's that movement? In the window,” a woman points and whispers through hushed sobbing. A group approaches from up the grassy, wet, dirt-laced hill. They haven't slept for days. I motion with my flesh-torn arm for my sisters to cease their movement, close to the door now, out of sight, we're in perfect striking range.

“You're hallucinating,” warns the portly man with a broken staff and scruffy shadow of a beard. He saw it too, but hunger, the possibility of food, and a lack of sleep disrupt his reasoning. Unsure as he approaches the loosely hinged door, he warns the others to stay back.

It's likely these people have never seen one of our kind before. Never had to fear our bloodlust, our thirst for human flesh. No, these poor travelers have no idea what's waiting for them, just inside the darkness. We have the advantage.

They're unlucky, really, terribly unlucky. We could have come to any world, any universe, in the hunt for our true prey. I never had to steal that alien craft in our home dimension; the resistance would have gotten along fine without it. Sure, some key leaders would have been executed, but the fight would have continued.

Instead, out of character, I took a risk, and here I am now, in another plane of existence, dead and rotting, kept moving only by a powerful virus, or magic, I can't be sure. My intelligence, my self, remains intact. A true zombie, I am not, but my craving, my need to feed. . . all too real. Even as I bite down on this man's fleshy leg, repulsed by the taste, the dirt, the grime, I can't stop biting, tearing, where the others can't see him, can't hear his muffled cries.

I really hate it when they don't shower.

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1/3/11

Nonlucid
This girl and I were riding bicycles through a building that was not completely built yet.
Next we were on the grassy ground laughing about it all. This is when I saw she was Penelope Cruz.
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She rolled on the grass and I tossed a blanket end over to her. She gave a mock surprise and I said "it was the wind." She laughed and rolled herself up in the blanket till it was even over her face. I rolled her onto me and said "your on me supported be my body" but there was no answer and no thoughts coming from this pile of sheets. She was not in there and this was just a replicated pile of bed sheets.
I wanted to go somewhere new and then I was walking into an office with someone like Penelope Cruz. I stood in front of the desk and she walked behind the desk sat in the chair and put her feet up on the desk. The man and woman who just walked in too looked astounded at us and we couldn't be happier.
Woke up and committed it to memory.

1/4/11
Dream 1: The Enclosure.
Partly lucid

I was walking through a field and thought about hunting then I thought I saw a large flightless bird and said "I think I'll hunt quail. Ha yeah I'll hunt quail!" It seemed funny to me given how small and the birds are and can't even fly. When I came to a large earthen wall, like the kind made out of mud bricks with mud pasted over it. I hopped up on the wall and yelled mockingly "I will have a quail!"
Coming down off the way I saw it was some kind of enclosure and where I was at was the corner of the enclosure and the walls when far off into the distance. I saw a crack in the ground here which I didn't want to fall into. I went out into what looked like an African Savannah. There was a side of the enclosure that was for people where no animals were. I walked quite a bit looking at the grasses till I came upon a place that's like the diners they have at zoos so you can wash up and eat.
Standing outside the diner where some people I knew, they had been waiting. We said hello and talked a bit and I stuck close to the attractive short haired brunette. She was a little surprised by this. I showed her into the diner and she was surprised by this too. Then we sat at a small metallic table and I asked her how she was. She knew what I was going to ask and said "OK" before I even finished. I thought of something to say quickly, "So hows... your wor" "Great... yep." she said looking awkward. I didn't know what to say she kept cutting off my thoughts. We sat in silence for a minute. "Well don't let me keep you." I said abruptly. "oh Thanks" she said with a half smile and got up. "let me see you out."
Instantly I was back at the place I came into the enclosure. This time I remembered not only the first time I had been here before but there were other times I had been here. Excited, I ran out into the Savannah with the animals. I ran besides gazelles and saw giraffes and other animals off in the distance. I saw a lion and was afraid if I looked at him he may come over to me so I kept running and ran next long hill on the human side of the enclosure. After a bit I knew I was coming to the same diner area as before but this time I saw only 2 of my friends from before and the short haired girl was gone, and, this time I saw the 2 a little before the diner area too. "hey guys" I said, they waved a bit. They were saying something like "are you having fun" and I saw the short haired girl come out of the mist that was forming and she said "Well if its not the stud!" This was a bit of a surprise and I wasn't sure she was talking to or about me, I even thought it may mean my fly is open! I looked down at my fly area and saw I was squeezing an orange stress ball but that was it. I started feeling a little shy and silly about that as she said hello to the others.
The short haired girl and I walked off so she could leave and we could say good bye. We came to a train and we said some good byes but then there was a staircase going up that had a lot of people on it and I just had to see what this was all about. We walked up it into a big long line going into a warehouse looking building. The line wound around several staircases and a girl managing the line at the top said "everyone over here move over!" We moved over into the line nearer the door. I remembered this was a large paintball shooting fest going on inside from the last time I was here.
Woke wrote down key elements.

Dream 2: The Shape
nonlucid
Some friends and I were outside a dept store in the parking lot and 2 guys who had just participated in a competition came walking towards us. One was the winner and he held a blue wire cube on a black little board as he grinned. The other guy sadly through his thing on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it, it was called The Shape and was a fluid that could change into many different shapes just by thinking it and on its own. It was like it was a part of my hand I could feel it moving into links and then tiny ropes. We when into a grocery store and the Shape as I was looking at it in my hand climbed onto a light fixture and was making all kinds of funny shapes.
This is when I remembered this dream before. The last time The Shape went up into the lights and I became frightened that the shape was going to kill everyone and ran out of the store.
Remembered this and forgot this repeatedly throughout the day.

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I had my first lucid dream of the year on the first day of the year. It wasn't a great one, but any lucid dream is better than none.

January 1, 2011: First, I was in a non-lucid dream, waiting in a long line to use a pay phone. Some guy in line picked up a piece of broken glass and tried to stab me with it. I grabbed his arm and we struggled.
Then I woke up, but I didn't move. I felt vibrations and eventually entered a new dream. But I couldn't see. I sat up and moved around in the dark and tried to open my eyes, but it just made me return to my physical body (wake slightly).
I entered another conscious dream. I tried to fly, but gravity felt real. I put my hands on a table and sort of pushed with my hands and jumped at the same time. I pinched my nose to see if I was actually dreaming. I could still breath. Then I floated off the ground with no effort.
The scene changed. I was walking through a house, pushing doors open to walk through them, even though I was pretending to be a ghost. I went into a bedroom where I scared several cats. It sort of scared myself too and I woke up.

A later non-lucid dream on the same night was very interesting, I thought.
I was in a church building (I stopped going to church in waking life years ago), people there were arguing about whether or not to write another part to the Bible (a New New Testament?).
There was a large plug hanging from the wall. Part of it started glowing red, indicating that it was time to write the new holy book. The guy who was going to do it had left. The plug was glowing even more when I picked it up.
Suddenly I lost control of my arms. I lifted the plug over my head and put it into the back of my head.
I felt a strong rush of energy go through me and I woke up, thinking it was like going into another plain of existence.

I thought I should return to the dream to write about it, but I couldn't.

I tried to go with something that isn't *instantly fly up and then just do something*

I became lucid, can't really remember what was going on before that...

Remembering my words to myself before I went to bed, I just looked around for a few seconds.

"hmm, what should I do now.." a bunch of ideas came popping into my head, and suddenly I was in a huuuge crowd of people, they were smacking against me as they passed me and it became very frustrating. I was losing lucidity, but I started rubbing my hands, then closed my eyes and reopened them quickly and I was in this huge hole in the ground. Like miles beneath. I looked up and I could see the light up there. I flew up extremely fast, and a boulder was coming at me from above, like someone inserted it into the hole. I put my fist up and the boulder shattered. Once I was out of the hole, I again pondered what to do. So I flew again, and it was one of the most epic feelings. I flew before in my dreams, but this was just awesome, I gained total control over it, I could feel the air pressure my body as I soared through the skies. Apparently I was in this city that had an ocean next to it. I flew really fast, really close to the water, and I looked behind how the water moved beneath my line of movement, it was so awesome.

And after this some noise in the house woke me up.

failed to just calm down and explore other things besides flying, but at least it was a better-than-usual lucid dream with more control and better recall.

i was getting from my grandmas house to mine (they're pretty close) then i see this bunch of homeless ppl they wore normal looking and obscure skin tone from not bathing; then i open the gate to my house an secure my bike with a chain (in case they wanted to steal it) then i turn around and close the gate; i look at my bike theres a small homeless dude tryin' to ride it. i say "back off" and push him away then out of the nothing theres a midget-homeless army tht want to attack me then i see they have their brain exposed!! so im like "oh this is a dream" and transform in to a
power ranger kinda like dude, but the cloth was pink...im like
but then i start blinking(bad idea) and started to kill them. like i was shooting them or something. then i accydentally started to wake up i forgot about rubbing hands (im still a newbie) but some how i managed to link my dreams. then the homeless dudes are gone but there are some steel-like-mosquitoes and i transform into a power R again this time in orange i have this awsome katana((ninja sword) with me wich is totally orange and has a blk stripe in the middle wich i use to kill the steel mosquitoes and slide them in half then when i end with them i remember something about my sord teasspasind a metal-glass door in my grandmas house.and then i lost lucydity..... and startend a new dream. im so exited cuz this was my fisrt MILD AND DREAMCHAIN (4got the name) actually induced by my conscious!!! AND also because i could stop a night mare from becoming worst and ended up like a cool dream.
yay!
THNX 4 READING!

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of December 21-22, 2010.]

I'm at a ticket booth in a train station, trying to buy a round-trip train ticket from home to L.A., where I plan to spend the day. The train ticket costs $35 and change; when I receive my ticket, it's a plastic card with my picture on it.

I'm at a desk at a music studio, explaining that I'm there because I want to record a demo. The lady at the desk doesn't want to accept a demo from me, until I mention that it's for a contest. She takes out the CD she has of demos for the contest, puts it in her computer to see how much space is left, and sees that there's enough space on it for one more song: six minutes. She tells me I'm lucky, because I'll be the last person to enter a song in the contest.

I'm standing outside some building [the music studio? I'm not sure; I get the impression this may have been a different scene], near the side door, waiting to get in to do something. I realize I'm dreaming and turn away from the door, looking at the other buildings on the street around it. Again, the scene looks just as sharp and vivid as reality. I hesitate for a moment, deciding whether to go along with the dream plot or go off and do my own thing. I choose the latter and take off, flying away. All it takes is an act of thought and willpower and a very slight push off the ground with my legs and feet. I have no problem taking off, but I immediately find myself being pushed backward again, unable to fly forward. Then I realize that it's only the wind pushing me in a particular direction, and if I let it carry me instead of trying to fight it, I'll have an easier time of flying. So I let the wind push me along, and it is, indeed, much easier.

I'm flying over a town. I remark aloud, “And, of course, it's another beautiful, perfect, sunny day here in the dreamverse!” I'm complaining again about the lack of snow.

While flying, I happen to pass over the backyard of a gray building that might be an older apartment building, and I spot two duplicates of myself there. I land in the backyard to get a closer look, but I don't want them to see me, so I try to will myself to be invisible to them. I can't tell whether or not it works.

I wake up in my bed. I'm a little disappointed to be waking up so soon from a lucid dream. I can clearly see a single eyelash moving back and forth in front of one of my eyes as I open and close them. I'm lying on my right side. Looking across the room from this position, I can see my closet. I think, I can't see the closet when I'm lying on my right side in bed in the room I have now. This is my room in House #1. I'm still dreaming! This is just a false awakening!

So I walk out into the living room of House #1. I look around to see if there's anyone else around, but there isn't; I'm all alone in the house. Since there's no one around to see me do it, I decide to try to walk through a wall. The wall I choose this time is the one directly to the right of the front door (as I'm facing the front door from inside the house). This wall separates the living room from the kitchen. [This is exactly how that house is laid out in reality, too.] I say to myself, “I'm going to walk through this wall,” and start walking through it. It's not completely solid to me, but I do feel a slight resistance at first. I continue pressing forward, and feel something hard, but thin (like a very thin sheet of balsa wood) break under the pressure my body is exerting. I continue walking, and end up on the other side of the wall, standing in the kitchen. Looking back, I see that on this side, the section of wall I've just walked through is blank except for a couple of metal panels with doors in them, like the kind that cover circuit-breaker boxes. [In the real-life House #1, there are kitchen counters and cabinets attached to that section of wall. Go figure.] Said metal panels are on a flap of drywall that is now sticking out from the wall at an angle, like a door. My passage through the wall has left a big, rough-edged rectangular hole in the drywall, the same height as I am. I can see the inside of the wall, and how thick it is, because the hole goes all the way through. This wasn't what I had been expecting to happen, but nonetheless, I say aloud, “Hell yeah! I did it! I just walked through a wall!” I'm pretty proud of myself. [Actually, that does make sense. I've had enough experience helping to build houses and doing home improvement projects in real life that I have a very detailed and complete schema for what the inside of a wall is like. I'm not surprised that when I said, “I want to walk through a wall!”, my mind answered, “okay, but you know that means breaking a hole in the drywall.” Interestingly, though, there were no studs to be seen in the dream.]

After that, I go out onto the street that House #1 is on. I climb up on top of a car that is parked on the street in front of my house, just because I can do so with almost no effort (unlike in reality,) but I don't start flying again. I just climb down the other side and walk along the streets of my neighborhood, which are also laid out just like they are in reality. The dream starts to fade, but I focus my vision and attention on the environment around me, and successfully bring it back into focus. Then, off in the distance, I see several tall, scary-looking metal structures rising up above the houses. They're as tall and narrow as construction cranes, but they aren't construction cranes. I'm frightened, so I run off and hide in a nearby public restroom.

[At this point, the dream transitioned from a lucid dream to a long, elaborate non-lucid dream that I don't remember much of now, so I'll summarize:] I'm watching a sci-fi story unfold from third-person perspective, like watching a movie. In it, people are punished for using long words. My dad is one of the people being punished.

When I woke up, I discovered that I actually had managed to fall asleep while lying on my right side in reality, corresponding to my position in my false awakening. I also realized: It's my dream. I don't have to be scared of anything I see in a dream - I can make it go away, by ignoring it, if nothing else. I can also transition to new scenes at will, and could find some snow that way. I just need to learn that these things are true.

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Side notes:

I had this dream the night after I had had a small, private celebration of lucid dreaming, as I'd announced in this thread. I was so proud of myself that I'd not only had a lucid dream that night, but had accomplished one of my lucid goals in it!

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4.1.2011

Eval (Non-Lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

I drift and roll, consumed by bliss, by care free wonder, as my thoughts, my life, my being are evaluated true, false, back to true, on and on until I soar too high; the weight of my consciousness brings me crashing down into an empty, concrete pool.

I finally had an LD for the first time in a very long time!!!
This was also a potential shared dream with GMoney, but he doesn't recall any dreams from last night. We'll have to try it again. For now, here's what went down last night.

Dream
LD

It started out with me at my family's house. Everything was vivid and clear. I had just purchased a new smoking apparatus that involved crystals and had something to do with dreaming. I opened the box in the downstairs bathroom, which was covered in my dirty clothes (it is in waking life too, haha ). I left the box in the bathroom, then went to go smoke some pot. I was high, and didn't care that my parents probably knew. I think I did this a few times, sneaking around to get high then returning, then I had to go take care of a neighbor's dog. So I got on my bike-scooter thing, it was almost kinda like a Segway, and rode down the street, high as a kite. I crashed into a short wire fence, and hit the soft, green grass. It didn't hurt at all. An older woman with a curly gray perm approached me and asked me if I was alright. I told her I was fine. She asked if I needed a ride, and I told her no, I could walk since my house was right down the street. I went into the neighbor's house, which looked like a cabin on the inside. There were a couple of other people there. I think I got high again, then I left the house. Now, I remember being in my car in my family's driveway. I was still high. I couldn't get it to start properly. It would start very slowly, then I'd drive forward and backward in the driveway, never really parking.

This is where I became lucid. I don't know what triggered my lucidity, but nonetheless, I was excited. I examined my hands so I wouldn't get too excited, then I started messing around, floating through ceilings and stuff. There were so many things I wanted to do! I hadn't been lucid in so long. At one point, I tried to make my ex, A, appear, so I could ask him some things, but quickly got distracted. I knew there was something I had to do, but I couldn't remember what. I was floating up through a ceiling, and the scene was very strange. I was inside, but only the bottom half of eveyrthing was inside. The top half of the dreamscape was outside, and I saw rolling green hills under a clear blue sky. It was beautiful.

Then, I remembered the goal I had set: To share a dream with GMoney. Before I went to bed, I read Man of Shred's shared dreaming tutorial, then wrote down my goal, and how I was going to achieve it by creating a portal to GMoney's dream. I had also come up with a password, 'cheeseburger' is what I picked. This had all been discussed in the Research forum, except for what the password was. That I had to come up with on my own. Now, I'm in the cabin again, and I was with NS, whom I hadn't seen in a very long time in waking life. I created the portal by saying "Portal, APPEAR!", and sticking my hand out in front of me and concentrating. Lo and behold, a shimmering purple portal appeared in front of me, accompanied by ambient music. I asked NS if he wanted to go with me, and he didn't respond, so I took his hand and jumped into the portal. I kept my focus on my hands so I wouldn't wake up. There was a shimmering purple mist surrounding my hands, it was so vivid. We floated in the purple hazy darkness for awhile, when I realized that it wouldn't work because NS couldn't come with me.

Now, everything fades to black, and I'm in my family's driveway again. I repeat the portal process, and this time, a light green portal appears. I jump in, and focus on my hands again, which now have taken on a light green mist. It takes but a few seconds for me to reach my destination. The portal had taken me to another cabin-type room, with two twin-sized beds, a nightstand with a lamp softly illuminating the room between them, and a full-length mirror propped up against the wall, like the one I have in waking life. There are three teenage boys in the room, two are sitting on one of the beds, and the other is sitting on the edge of the other bed. I quickly pick the one on the end of the bed out as GMoney. He appeared to me as a 15 or so year-old-boy, with light brown skin, a black shirt with some kind of circular pattern in the middle, and very colorful, beaded sleeves.
"GMoney?", I said.
"Yes?", he replied.
"It's me, Krista from DV."
He beamed, and so did I. I approached him, and we stared for a few seconds, not able to wipe the smiles off our faces. I remembered that I had to tell him the password, and I stammered,
"The password...the password is 'cheeseburger'."
"Cheeseburger...", he said, dreamily.
We hugged for a long time, and it felt so warm. I was so excited to be having a potential shared dream!
"Thank you for welcoming me to DV.", I told him.
I put my forehead up against his, and we kept smiling, so excited about (possibly) sharing a dream. The two other boys in the room, one blonde and one with a buzz cut, did not notice us. One of them said
"Man, is he out?", in reference to GMoney. He was supposedly asleep on the bed in between them, but I didn't see his body.

Then, I started to ask GMoney about his clothing, and if it appeared to him like it did me. I started to describe the colors of his beaded sleeves, which were white, dark red, orange, and dark blue. He said I had it all wrong, and started to describe them as much different colors. I then asked what I was wearing. I thought I was in my work uniform. He told me I was wearing dark blue hoodies. I looked in the mirror, and I looked like I did when I was 14, before I had ever colored my hair or anything. It was its natural dark brown. I was also wearing a black hoodie, and I told GMoney this. I was wearing my very old work pants as well. I lifted up my hoodie to see the shirt underneath. It was black with pictures of photographs on it. Then, I noticed that the two other boys in the room were up, one was standing on the bed and watching me, the other was standing off to the side, behind the bed. The one on the bed said to the other,
"Dude, you're missing the best part!"
I then asked GMoney,
"How can they see me?", to which I received no reply.

Then, I knew I was going to wake up, and I did.

Then, I had a regular dream that I was at work, watching a lady with her young, blonde daughter. The daughter wanted all these things that we have that are made by local artists, and the mom said no, and started to leave. The daughter pitched a fit, and I thought to myself "This must been what it was like to raise me."

Props to you if you read this far. The LD/shared dream was extremely epic and vivid. I was so excited to have accomplished the goal I had set prior to falling asleep. Also, I've NEVER had the level of control in an LD that I had last night. I've NEVER created portals before, and I've NEVER even entertained the idea of sharing a dream. I was very proud of myself, and very excited. I even managed to stay in the dream, despite how excited I was. I kept a level head.

Thanks, DV! I couldn't have done this without you.

Feeling much better. Over the last couple of days, I've had some rather interesting elements.

At one point I flew a couple of miles straight up in the air (Not so good at actually traveling, but I like to hover. This was non-lucid.) at night. I saw stars dancing and flying around in formation, coming towards me. I got disturbed, thinking it was possibly divine in some way and not wanting to really interact with them. I made a troop of them disappear in a flash, simply by willpower. It was as if I wasn't supposed to be up there, and they wanted to catch me for it. I let myself drop, both to mischievously spite the dancing stars and to just enjoy the falling feeling. It's not the first time I've flown high simply to ride the freefall. But this time, instead of hitting the ground, the ground simply opened up beneath me and I kept falling into the hotter layers of the Earth. Like the "divinity" was crossing my escape by sending me southward (if you know what I mean...). I thought "No." to myself, and suddenly kicked awake into reality.

Another time, well, I was ovulating for the first time in years (Off the Pill) and the downstairs neighbors have a baby who's either teething or has an infected ear. The poor thing screams and cries nonstop, which combined with my hormones meant that I dreamed of a baby. I was a teenager, and we had a new baby brother (never in reality, though), but I wasn't "good enough" in my mother's mind to care for him. My younger sister was given the job, and I was told not to mess with the baby. But I heard the crying outside, and learned that my more "responsible" sister had gotten distracted and left the baby outside in early January. I rescued the baby, still crying, and gave it to Mom. I told her that the responsible one had left my brother in the cold, and Mom chewed me out for messing with the baby when I wasn't supposed to. The younger sister was never in trouble, and told to keep taking care of the baby.

I remember another time, dreaming of a woman I knew several years ago. I don't remember what she was up to, but that I saw her.

(an excerpt from some day 2010)

As I open my eyes I find my self kneeling hands down on cold, mossy slate. As I look around the rain is pouring down thunder and lightning and I see my self on a roof top high up in New York City with no reccolection of how I got there or any realisation that I'm dreaming. The sky is dark and the city is worn, the slate is cracked and the buildings are made of brown, chalky brick. As I'm kneeling there I can feel my self slipping with nothing to hold on to, no where to climb to and a long, long way down, to far down to see, to far to survive the fall. I continue to slip further and further down the slate, as I look around in 3rd person space I can see my self lying there. I'm stuck and as I realise my helplessness I bein to scream "HEEELP! HEEEEEELP!" No one answers, no one comes to my rescue. I fall. I wake up.

(An exerpt from some day mid 2009)

I was walking down a street at night time; it reminded me of an American suburb, which was glowing orange illuminated by the street lights. As I was casually walking looking around, I noticed a big pile of earth in the middle of one of the gardens part of what seemed to be a small excavation site. For whatever reason I became curious and I decided to go over and investigate. As I aproached, I noticed that there was something written in the pile of earth, as if someone had stuck their finger in the mud and scraped letters out.

Now, writing is one of my strongest dream triggers at the minute, so it's no surprise, to me anyway, that at this point I became fully lucid. I attempted to read the writing and without waking up (which I normally do), I succesfully found that it said "REFLECTION." I couldn't believe that I actually read an English word instead of staring at some jumbled up mix of letters and numbers. That was it; at this point now I have almost full conciousness and full awareness of my dream state. I instantly decided to go see what a reflection looks like in a dream, so I aproached one of the bay windows of a near by house and in the illumination of the street lights, I could see my self standing there. I waved and even said to my self "I can't believe the laws of physics are the same in a dream as they are in the real world!" That's how realistic this looked.

As I was standing there staring at my self, I heard music begin to play. So with the state of mind I was in, I decided to now investigate the music and see if the dream could replicate music from the real world correctly. I followed, and it was coming from the garage next door to the house I was standing out side of. As I walked in, I could see a small cassette player on the floor and playing was Future Shock (Blutonium Boy Mix), a track I have been listening to quite a lot lately. The warm up was identical, surprisingly identical, so I continued to listen to the music and as the tune began to kick off, out spurted a whole random mix of beeps, buzzes and other garbled sounds. At that point, the dream became too unstable and I woke up, which was dissapointing, as I would have liked to spend more time listening to the noises (if you could call it music).

Wow, last one, and the first one of this year. That went pretty quickly. (I didn't realize that I already had half of them typed up in various places.)

1/1/11

((Note: Each time I woke up, I unintentionally re-entered the same dream.))

1- Supernatural Part I
Something strange is going on with aliens. They are having a weird effect on blond people, causing them to have superhuman powers and giving them visions of the future. My mind instantly goes to a certain blond, the blondist person I've ever seen... I worry what effect this must be having on her, but I don't have time to search. My cousins have been affected as well; I am busy trying to interpret their prophecies and writing a note about the crazyness to my friend.

2- Supernatural Part II
A violent storm breaks out, another result of the incoming alien-induced apocalypse. I run to the front door, where my mother is watching in horror as a thick black cloud begins spawning tornadoes left and right. Instantly becoming lucid, I assure her, "Don't worry, it's just a dream." I hold out my hand and dispel each tornado as it comes my way. Very draining...

3- Supernatural Part IV
I have a vision of my own (even though I'm not blond ). In the vision, I see an army of angels transform before my eyes into a legion of demons. A voice declares that the Christians are following a lie, that the Legions of God are demons damned for eternity, that a destroyer shall come and end the great deceit. It also mentions a child, saying "her actions will be the catalyst."

12/19/10

In Night's Lair
I manage to get on the bad side of a dark King, and am suffering the consequences. Due to the influence of the King's creepy shadow creatures, my cat gets trampled by a mob of hysteric civilians. Fortunately, I manage to get them off of her with minimal damage.

She is, however, injured. From the looks of the way she's limping, I think her hip is broken. I tell my dad that we should get her to the vet immediately. She disagrees. First she points out that it's only her paw, not her hip, and that she can wait until I am out of danger. (I do not find it a bit odd that she's speaking; I seem to think that it's quite normal.) I don't have time to object, as I'm suddenly whisked away to the Null Chamber. (Obviously I play too much zOMG.)

A lot of people on my friend's list are there for some reason; one of them has screwed something up and gotten us all stuck. Somehow they all manage to teleport out, leaving me unable to do so. Hmph.

I don't fancy being stuck in the Null Chamber for the rest of my life, so I begin looking for an alternate means back out. Finally I find a secret door, which leads me into the Realm of Shadows; a place I definitely do not need to be in.

Sure enough, the King's shadow creatures are there, very aware of my presence. After a fairly short chase, they've got me cornered. I am perched atop some tall bookshelves, with nowhere to go. A very tall, very fat, very strong creepzoid approaches, smirking at me evilly. I had gotten him in trouble with the King towards the beginning of the dream; it is obvious he is about to get his revenge.

Then, out of nowhere, I am grabbed by the wrist and jerked into another dimension. I see, much to my surprise, that my rescuer is the Queen. (Though not MY Queen...) We are running up a staircase, our haste tinged with desperation. I realize that we are in the Castle. Couldn't she have brought me to a safer place than this???

She practically throws me into her private chambers and tells me that she'll be back as soon as she can. Then she shuts the door, and I am alone. I immediately begin searching for a hiding place. I see that she has a door to the Null Chamber in her closet; that will probably be my best bet if the King comes searching.

As I am crawling around, looking for other suitable hiding places, I see that I am being watched by one of the maids. How did she get in here without me noticing!? "Please," I say, but I can see the hunger in her eyes. She knows she will be rewarded greatly for alerting the King to my whereabouts.

She runs out of the room. I am now watching a cut scene of the Queen running frantically back to her room, trying to reach me before the King does. As I watch, I note true concern in her face and I wonder why she cares so much. I can hear the King's voice close behind her, saying that it's about time he got another queen.

Everyone bursts into the room all at once. There is no point in hiding; I will stand and fight honorably, even though the odds are stacked against me.