memorable

I remember being in my room at my dad's house. The front light was on and I was walking around. I think I thought that I should be in bed and not up at that time of night. I just did the nose RC just in case, and I was lucid.

I remember I was still breathing through it for a few seconds like my fingers weren't even there. I turned around and yelled, "Sam, I'm lucidddd!" She came out of nowhere and was like, "Really?"
Now I remember walking towards the little balcony in front of that window. It had turned into a fading space.. and the space inside looked like a foggy sea. I walked towards it and was immediately engulfed inside. I turned back and I think I saw my house, or where I was standing before I went inside.
So I decided to walk a little further through the water. It felt like I was walking on some nets; and there were these little geysers in the water. They weren't hot or anything.

I can't remember if I walked back inside or not but I guess I did. I remember to reality check just to see if I was still lucid. I found Sam again.

I got so excited, and tried to remember my goals. I could hardly remember them, so I tried something new. I closed my eyes and held out my hand. I tried to visualize something, maybe raisins. While I did this, I said to Sam, "Look at my hand." I heard her gasp. I felt the raisins immediately forming into their shape. I opened my eyes and there they were, in my hand.

I was so shocked. This feels amazing! I remember wanting to go in my bathroom and look at myself. But my reflection might have been a bit weird. I told Sam, "Come on, Sam! Let's go downstairs and eat our hearts out! (Cuz you know it's a dream)" She was like, "Wait, I want to try this!" But she couldn't do it. Lol.

I can't remember much after this, but now I remember being in a little cornfield with either my grandfather or some other guy. There were some other "students" there. We were told to collect these little seeds, and I'm not sure why. Sam was with me. I said, "The heck with this. Let's do this." So I held out my hand and imagined those little yellow beige seeds. Once I opened my eyes, they didn't really look like the right seeds. They were more yellow and looked plastic, so I threw them on the ground.

This dream pretty much took up the whole night.
But anyways. . . "- - - -" means I could not recall parts inbetween that part.

I cannot remember where the dream first started. But I recall standing in Mike's house (but it was not his real house). It seemed like I was standing on a stairwell looking down at him. A friend- or cousin - had come over. She was a girl, but she looked about 7 or 8, and was wearing a dress. I thought that I should've been wearing a dress; but I was only wearing just a shirt and jeans (I think). I think the little girl wanted to play hide and seek; because she held Mike by the hand and took him outside. As he was walking out he looked up at me.

- - - -

Then I remember helping Mike's mom arrange her little objects on top of her fireplace mantle. The mantle was tan and it had a pretty design. The objects I had to help her arrange were these little glass chicks. There was a dent in the mantle (which was more like a tiny hill) and she told me to set some in a row on that. I tried as hard as I could, but they kept falling over and trying to slide off. I dropped about three, and I was straining to hear that it didn't break. With a sigh of relief, I held them all in my hands, and she came over to help me. She set them up neatly, and my job was done. All that time I was messing with the chicks she was talking about how she got her living room remodeled or something, and how she needed a new mantle as well.

- - - -

Then I remember standing in front of Sam (my sister) outside of Mike's house. She was wearing a ponytail, or her hair up some way. I said to her, "Do you still like Mike?" and she said "Nah. I've got the hots for Trip." Then she skipped away. Once she said his name, in the dream I remember seeing an image of his face and I was like, Ohhhh.
Because it gave me a huge sense of Deja Vu. He might have been in my dream once, because he seemed familiar. I know a Trip. But the Trip in my dream is a bit cuter.

- - - -

Now I remember being with Mike in his living room. We were talking about something, but I can't remember what it was. I looked at him, he looked at me. I smiled... and he smiled back. Then we leaned in forward and he kissed me. Since it was a dream kiss, it was so weird. It was like.. we locked lips and then like.. I remember seeing blackness; like I closed my eyes or something. It didn't really feel like a kiss at all.

- - - -

Then I remember being in a clearing. We (the town, or world) were moving to a new place. So we had to wait here (either for transportation or for them getting it ready). It was so weird. The top people - leaders - were all grouped together in one spot; watching the road. Every hour a herd of chickens (what is the deal with chickens?) would walk along the road and entertain them. (Sounds weird, I know)
Somehow; Mike and I had transformed into wolves. We were hiding out behind an abandoned building in the clearing. The building was across from the leaders; who had their backs turned to us.
I guess Michael and I wanted food or something, so we decided to go across that road to the tents (where other people stayed). So we waited for the chickens to come around. Once they did, Mike and I disguised ourselves as a chicken (one chicken, actually; I don't know how we did it) and we waved a flower in the air and started dancing on the road. All this time we were still wolves.

- - - -

Then I remember being behind the old building again. This time, one of the leaders looked back, and saw me in wolf form. Mike told me to run. Being faster than me, he sped ahead. Then I looked behind me. A big stampede of animals and people came running towards us. One of them was about to catch me, so I turned around and tried to kick the person that was on my tail. In half kick, I fell short of him. I think Mike came to help me, but I'm not sure.

- - - -

Then I remember Mike (still in wolf form) being thrown into the back of a truck. He looked like roadkill. No really. It looked like two tires had squashed him flat. The people didn't close the truck doors all the way, and I hopped in.
Once the truck sped away, the doors opened wide. I hung onto Mike (uh, if it was him) as I was falling out. The time had finally come, we were moving.
I was still hanging onto Mike (but it was so weird, it was like I was flying). Then I remember being in 3rd person view and seeing myself; and this time I looked like a fox. I was literally holding on for dear life (I was also in midair, might I add).
Once the truck drove up to this "new" world, it looked just like how the world looks today. I remember saying, "This is IT?"
Well, that's all I remember.

Yep. So in the dream I was in my 4th hour, and I accidentally fell asleep during his lecture. I began to dream of dreaming about being in a video game. I was looking for an axe. I think the video game was probably Minecraft. A girl appeared next to a tree and told me that she wants me to fight her.

"Sure...Just hang on a minute, I'm really thirsty." I walked into my grandparent's living room to get a glass of water. Her facial expressions showed disgust in being postponed. She quickly ran up to me, stomped on my feet and said, "and that's only the first level of pain." It didn't hurt at all so I brushed her off.

Well, this pissed her off even more. She dragged me to the other side of the room violently. She put a small table between her and I so that it obstructed my vision. She had my feet underneath the table and I was laying on my back.

The pain started mild at first. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it couldn't cause any harm, right? And it didn't really hurt.

The pain grew like a wild fire, encompassing both my feet and legs. It felt like my skin and bones were both in a raging sea of flames. I could sense that physically my skin was cold to the touch - but the flames were internal, existing deep beneath my skin and charring my essence.

The pain continued to intensify, and I screamed wildly. My own screams filled my ears and went to the highest frequency. I shrieked as loud as I could, hoping that someone could hear me outside of the dream.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed louder.

And then the pain vanished and I woke up to the beginning dream.

"Are you okay?" A teacher asked, looking down at me. I looked around. I was in the middle of the hallway and people were staring.

"You were screaming so loud. Even the people in the cafeteria could hear you!"

I looked down at my legs. They looked fine, although some of the pain in the right foot still existed as a ominous remnant.

I limped back to my 4th hour, where I had fallen asleep at. I wondered how I had managed to wake up so far away? Had I sleep walked?

It was still the lunch hour, so I talked to my friend about what had just happened. I explained to her that the girl I had met in the video game was the same girl in our 4th hour. She said that the exact same thing had happened to her as well.

The first part I remember is being at a largish house where my dad was making breakfast for everyone there. Some friends and extended family were there and the food turned out to be sugar toast that actually tasted like french toast. I remember it being delicious but becoming really thirsty afterward. I sat on the couch in the living room after that with some water (I woke up later really wanting some water, my mouth and throat were all dry). There was a large hyperactive dog running around being really annoying and I don't think it smelled that good. Dream fades at this point.

Another part of the dream took place in a large, post modern city at night. Lots of slums. I remember taking a bus ride in with some annoying bum talking to me from the seat behind me. I disembarked at a parking structure. There was a group of DC's waiting for me. We started up the parking structure to get to the top. I actually remember getting a little excited and jumping onto the ledge near the top (nearly falling off the building). I came back down and the DC's produced a bag of dinner rolls. I grabbed one and started eating it but noticed that the moon was flashing bright colors and each flash came from a different direction. Then it disappeared in shadow completely. I notified the DC's of this and they began to freak out. Then the moon flashed a color again and exploded. The shock wave hit earth fast and destroyed everything, killing me instantly. I remember switching viewpoints to a 'respawn' view which was actually at the core of Earth. I think I hit a button with the title 'respawn' and ended up in a rotating camera around some woman giving birth. The birth date happened to be really close to mine as well, just slightly earlier. (The respawn system apparently not constrained by time). I woke up shortly after this.

Ive tagged this as memorable mostly because apocalyptic end of the world dreams tend to be extremely vivid for me and I remember them for a long time (even when I don't write them down).

12/08/2010
"Blackmail: Return to Sender"

Some goons had kidnapped my daughter. They were using her as leverage, to blackmail me into coming along with them, and helping them commit an armed robbery. With no other choice, I went along with it. I don't remember very much of the whole situation, at first, but it involved being something of a point-man in the heist, within a massive house. The squad of thugs were charged with keeping the people in the house at bay, while I was supposed to be the one who actually went in to steal whatever was in the safe. It wasn't long before the occupants of the house began fighting back, though, and soon there was an insane firefight going on. I wasn't fortunate enough to be given a gun so, once I had what I came for, I had to haul ass through the house, ducking and dodging as guns were blazing around me. For the most part, the folks in the house were completely outgunned, and there were innocent people dying all around me. The inhabitants figured me to be one of the bad guys, so I ended up having to grab a pistol off of a dead man and shoot my way out, rounding the stairwell and rushing down, level after level - covering my own ass with frantic shots until I made it to the ground floor.

I rushed outside of the house, gunfire still crackling in all directions. As I was running, a van hurriedly pulled up beside me, and the door opened. Still at a sprint, I jumped inside the van and we sped off. I had completed my mission and got the goons whatever it was they were searching for (though I don't remember what it was. The whole thing felt much like Cobb's attempted escape at the beginning of Inception). All I could feel, was that the victory was a bit dubious. I wanted my daughter back, but I felt horrible about all of the people that had to die for me to complete my objective. To make things worse, I was greeted with the old bait-and-switch, for my services. The goons refused to give my daughter back. They said that they would need me for another job or so, before they would consider returning her to me. Needless to say, I was furious. I was not about to be made into a lap dog for these bastards. I knew I had to do something about this.

Half-heartedly, I agreed to the mission. It was supposed to be another armed robbery, much like the last one. I was told that the head guy was going to be there, himself, so I had a 'plan' on how I was going to end all of this. It was half-baked, but it was the best I had. Somehow, I had the luxury of having Todd be my transportation to this heist. We were in a car that I don't believe was his Jeep, and he was driving. We had to circle the neighborhood a few times, and wait until the goons had already secured the house, which seemed like a cross between an old house of mine, in Houston, and my Grandmother's house, in Daytona Beach. Also inexplicably, I knew that there was a rack of weaponry waiting for me, down the street from the target home. My "employers" didn't know about this, and it was my intention to get close enough to the leader of the group to take him at gunpoint, and bargain his life for that of Cierra.

Making one of our rounds, we stopped over at this rack of weapons (which was, amusingly, set up right beside a house - all out in the open) and stocked up. Todd already had a handgun and ammunition in his car, just in case, but I needed to get my own. Going up to the rack, though, I saw that the only gun it had was a model of a real piece. I didn't even think it was functional, but for some reason, I packed it anyway. There were no bullets on this rack of weapons, but Todd's bullets were able to fit in my 'model' gun, and that made me a little more confident that it would fire. After loading it, I didn't dare test it, though, because we were in a neighborhood, and couldn't draw too much attention to ourselves before getting the job done. I also grabbed a samurai sword from off the rack, and slung the sheath over my shoulder. We went back to circling the block. On what I thought was our last pass, we saw the goons storm into the house. I knew that I was going to be on, in just a few moments. Todd was beginning to lose his nerve about having any part in this, though. I told him that he was going to have to stop and wait for me, but he didn't want to stop. We just kept driving around the block while I argued with him about how I had to go through with this. Another pass. Now, there were people streaming out of the house, some of them dragging their bullet ridden bodies under their own power, clinging desperately to their lives. I knew that there was going to be no other chance. Again, I told Todd that he had to stop, so I could get this done before the cops came. And, again, he doubted the situation just long enough to role passed the house again. Sure enough, on our next trip around, there were cop cars in the driveway. I knew that, If I were to go in now, I would have bought myself a 1-way ticket to prison. It was too late to complete the job as ordered, anymore...I had failed.

Then I got a phone call. The leader of the goon squad said that he wasn't even present, during the heist. He had been testing me, and I let him down by not completing my task. He told me to report back to him, because we had some things to 'discuss,' and it was the most ominous thing I had heard in ages. He still didn't know that I was armed, though (if you could call it that). We drove down the block, still in my grandma's hood, and I got out. I didn't plan on making much small talk...at all. I was going in there determined to get my daughter back, by any means necessary. Clutching the gun and sword, and making my way up to the door - practically on fire with anticipation - I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I was absolutely ecstatic. Lol. All fear instantly disappeared. This entire scenario had just done a complete 180, and now, even though I was fully aware that this was not reality, I damn sure wasn't leaving the scene without settling the score.

I burst into the run-down old house, immediately stepping in and waving the gun around. There was one guy on a couch to my right, another standing in a hallway to my left, and the leader was directly across the room from me. He sat in a chair, smuggly, with a gun in one hand, and my daughter in his lap. She sat rather stoically, looking at me with a calmness in her face as if she was just waiting patiently for this to be over with. I glared at the leader, beginning to walk toward him (before this time, I had never actually seen him, and he reminded me a lot of Victor Sweet, the dementedly egotistical bad guy from Four Brothers). The guy on the couch suddenly threw out his arm and aimed his gun at me. I aimed back at him and tried to pull the trigger. Nothing. I squeezed it harder. Still nothing. Even though I was lucid, the gun was still acting like a damn model. I just couldn't squeeze the trigger. Even when I clutched it with two hands and both index fingers, it wouldn't budge. I thought that it should be easy, since I was lucid, but no matter what I did, this gun just would not shoot. Frustrated, I began taunting the guy on the couch. I dared him to shoot me, telling him that he could take all the shots he wanted, but it wasn't going to stop me from killing every single one of them, beginning with him. I began to slowly walk in his direction.

He fired. Anticipating the attempt, I swung my hand up in front of me, imagining the bullet hitting my palm and snatching it out of the air. He fired again. My other hand raised, slapping the bullet off to one side while I continued on toward him. His shots came in quicker as I advanced, and I simply stopped paying attention to the bullets, stalking toward the increasingly terrified man. His bullets pelted lightly off of my chest like grains of rice against cowhide. And out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the leader was getting uneasy, too. He tried getting my attention stalling me with some talk about how he "knows me" from somewhere, but I completely ignored him. I would get to him...in time. But for now, I was relishing in the moment.

By this point, I was standing right over the man on the couch. He had stopped shooting, and his eyes were wide with fear. He was shaking. Again, I tried to squeeze off a few rounds into his stomach, from point blank range, but the gun I held was completely useless, and I just didn't have enough control of the dream to overpower it. I finally threw it to the ground, having had enough, and reached around behind me to pull the samurai sword out of the sheath over my shoulder. The last thing I remember, before waking up, was the look on the goon's face when he realized that he was about to be carved into tiny little pieces.

Towards the end of my sleep, I kept getting plonked right in the middle of annoying situations. The second last one was at my primary school and I was still doing work experience. Our class had to get on a bus for an excursion, but the class was split into 3 and one of the groups thought I was an actual teacher and just got on the bus.

I got on too, and the bus drove off. I was trying to decide whether I should have waited for the teacher, because I could get into serious trouble. I eventually decided to tell the bus driver to stop, but a teacher randomly appeared on the bus and said "It's okay, I'm a teacher."

I sat back down and some kids were talking about Gold Class cinemas. I said "You can put your seat all the way back in Gold Class."
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Immediately my dream cut to me sitting in a Gold Class cinema, but I had come with nobody. So, rather than waste the $50 on seeing the movie with no one else, I decided to go back out and get a ticket refund before half an hour into the movie. The beginning of the movie had the Columbia logo where there is a lady holding a torch. As I was walking towards the door, I thought "Why do I keep ending up right in the middle of situations? I must be dreaming."

Unlike the other lucid moments I've had, this realisation came on slowly, so I didn't wake up. All I did, because I was so happy, is rub my hands. It felt so real, but this time I knew it was still just a dream.

I proceeded to walk outside the cinema, rubbing my hands the whole time, as I was just about to change the scene...

Someone turned on the shower in the room next to me, waking me up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:40 GMT

Selling grandma’s house
I’m at my grandma’s house with my mom. It is completely empty and I’m telling my mom how I never before noticed the place is actually nice, when it’s empty – no longer crammed with furniture, it let’s light in and has lots of space. We’re doing a last tour to all rooms just to check if everything is ok. A lady is coming to see the house and then I realise it is for sale. I find a paper on the wall, near the fax machine (didn’t know there was one...) and I take it, just when my mom is opening the door to the lady.

Walking through memories
Walking by the neighbourhood of my childhood’s best friend. It looks under construction as it was then in the past and not as it looks nowadays. An old colleague from school is walking with me and we’re both going through our memories. From the end of this neighbourhood we pass into the backs of our old school. I recall it was the place for kids to make out and we do find a couple there half hidden by the grass and we smile. He also recalls some guys who did drugs also met on this place but that I never saw. As we keep going we pass by some gardened area where we used to run through on our physical education classes. But there’s a lot of new trees making the path a bit more dark than it used to be. I see some figures going down that path and I feel curious and go after them. My colleague is left behind.

Golden Buddhas
At the end of this path I find a building, the door is half open and there are people standing there, people arriving and trying to go inside and I peak and see lots of people sitting there. I see monks and realise it’s a Buddhist group listening to some teachings from their guru. I don’t recognize him and it all seems a bit fishy to me, but I try not to judge before knowing them, so I also try to find a seat. But just when I’m about to sit, it ends and the teacher gets up and heads to the exit. People are bowing down at his passage and I sneak outside where there is a table with some Buddhist relics and sacred objects for people to admire. I just get in there when they are scolding a lady who tried to steal some object by hiding it on her coat. Then I go back to the garden and no longer it looks dark but instead it is very bright and I see many many big golden Buddhas statues. Some are floating in the air above our heads and I pass under one and touch the lotus flower on which a Buddha is sitting. I get an amazing feeling I can’t really describe, like I’m floating on air or dissolving into the air.

Japanese artist
Then I see some Japanese banners waving with the wind and go check it out. I meet a girl who paints canvas and banners with traditional Japanese paintings. She is selling her work on some corner enclosed by hedges. Her cheaper painting costs 20 EUR. I tell her I love her work but I have no money with me. Then we start talking and I notice she is Japanese-looking although she tells she never actually been to Japan. I tell her I did and she says “How lucky of you!” I ask why she never been there and she says it’s the land of her ancestors and she plans to go one day, but she is always travelling everywhere but there. She tells me she even travelled on a Japanese boat with a Japanese crew once for some reason, but never put a foot in Japan. Then she tells me (and I see it through her eyes) about her adventures on that boat. The crew was all men and one day she entered some room where they were doing some heavy work and could not leave and she caught one or two peeing to bottles, because they could not even go to the toilet. She was so embarrassed and the men were laughing at her and tell her to come in. After a few days she was already so adapted and relaxed she even took some provocative pictures like one in which she was doing fellatio to some phallic shaped pipe.

6:00 GMT

A chase and goths
Inside some house, on what seems to be the office room. I m looking through the window and I see a couple. I recognize Sandra but don’t know the guy. For some reason they are coming inside the house looking for me and I want to hide, so I run to the toilet and lock myself there. They are trying to break in, so I escape through a window and go to the rooftop and from there I jump to the middle of a street. The street is filled with boxes and bags with groceries and I decide to hide behind it and pick up some food – some bread, juice and so on – to take with me, because apparently I’m planning to go on a long trip. But they come at the window and they see me. I run and I hide on some large building, like an abandoned slaughterhouse. They keep chasing me and I have to climb through some ropes and a few more stunts to get to a second floor. Here I find some offices and hide in one, trying to lock the door behind me. But some group of Goths come inside to do something. One guy in the group wants to help me so he makes me lay down on some kind of hospital bed that they take outside. I’m covered by a sheet, but I am totally sure this won’t work so I jump out of it and decide to just run. The gothic guy help me escape through a window. Outside there are stands – some kind of fair – with gothic, anime and fetishist stuff. But not all the Goths are willing to help me and some I encounter actually try to grab me, so I fly up.

8:00 GMT

More lucid meditation
Something made me feel horny in my dream and I decided to wake up and trying to use it with my BF. I had before talked to him and joked about trying to do it. So I wake up in my bed, he is by my side and I start ... you know... calling him into action. He is so surprised and I’m explaining to him that I’m bringing the horniness from a dream I was having, when I notice that something is not quite right and I realise I’m still dreaming. Then I’m left with the decision to either enjoy the lucid dream or to wake up for real and try again what I was trying to do before. But I didn’t care so much for the horniness anymore and I decided to stay dreaming and do my “homework”.
I cross a wall hoping to cross to some other dream scenario that is a nice place to meditate and I find myself on some porch. There are some kids playing nearby but in general looks good, so I sit down and start doing my visualization and repeating a mantra. It’s all going pretty well, for maybe a minute. I’m struggling not to be distracted by the kids who are now just by my side, when a third kid comes from my left and pinches me. I try not to react, but he tickles me and starts to really hurt me. I guess my “feel no pain” training is not yet 100% working. I am about to resort to violence and send some energy blast to knock them down, but I decide not to give in to that violence – it would totally ruin my efforts to calm down the mind and they would win! So I fly away to the rooftop of a huge tower nearby and decide to sit there, but the vicious kid is still after me. He climbs some metallic ladders on the side of the building to reach me and I detach it from the wall and he falls down what seems to be 100 floors. Now I’m going to sit calmly, but the tower starts to shake and swing and I am about to fall from it. Can’t stay there and so I fly down to some other rooftop and cross another wall in search of a new scenario. I pass by two or three places – a nightscape, some place with stones on the ground, etc – until I find myself in a very comfy room with dim lights, a girl sitting on the floor and another sitting on a sofa, very quiet. I ask them if I can stay there and meditate and they say “Sure! Can we join you?” Fantastic! So I also sit on the sofa and I do once again my visualization and repeat my mantras. This time I think I manage to hold it for a few minutes. Then dream starts to fade but I hold on and continue on it, this time sitting on the floor. In front of me, leaning against the wall, is a big rectangular mirror and I decide to meditate looking at it. I see my reflection. I’m dressed in beige trousers and top but with lots of skin showing. I look a bit chubby, but not ridiculously. It doesn’t disturb me. I keep repeating my mantras, visualizing the Buddha in my heart centre, radiating light and all goes well for a few more minutes. I notice through the reflection on the mirror that more people are coming inside the room and sitting on the floor. I almost wake up again, but when the dream is strong again I am now turned to the centre of the room and see this dozens of people sitting on cushions. They are all looking towards a lady guru at the end of the room. But she doesn’t inspire me confidence. She has a table full of crystals and she says “So, today we have someone special among us!” They all look at me. Then she adds “Not that you are not all special, but you know what I mean!” I have now stopped my meditation and think about leaving this place to but at same time I am curious to see what she is going to say next. She is coming in my direction with some necklace made with lots of different coloured crystals and then I notice my BF just appeared by my side and he’s looking at me like “What is this BS?” I smile and tell him we should leave. Since we’re just against the wall, we cross it and we’re outside in some garden. It’s raining. The garden is lovely, but then I see two rows of dog shelters and decide to check it out. I thought I would find big guard dogs but instead I find tiny cute pedigreed dogs. They are chained to their shelters and the shelters don’t protect them from the rain, so they are all wet and looking miserable. I feel they are there for the entertainment of rich people who own this place, but their care is totally neglected. I mean, they have food and shitty shelter, but they are totally sad, lonely and scared. I start with first little one, cuddling him and doing some reiki and he shows so much love and thankfulness. I cry. I want to do it to all of them, but they are so many! I feel the dream fading and I wish that all animals who are going through similar suffering may always feel loved and happy, no matter what circumstances they are. Then when I’m about to drop out from the dream I have a vision of the caretaker caught in a moment of truth confessing that he beats up the dogs whenever he takes food to tem. I comment with my BF how hideous is that people like him are always getting these jobs.

9:00 GMT

So what happened was I was around where my parents live and it almost looked like around sun set. I was confused on how I got there because I live so far away from them now, but I walked in and noticed a huge tree in the center of the living room. The tree had a gash on the base that probably covered about half of it. I didn't think much of it for some reason but I continued to the upstairs (which my parents house in reality does not have) and it was very dark up there. I walked around as if I knew where everything was and how to get to where lighting was but then I noticed something on a balcony. There was an old woman standing there with her mouth sewn shut and begging me to open it. So, I opened it with a pair of scissors that was conveniently located on the ground beside her. I cut off her stitches and she told me to beware of the tree in the basement. So i was starting to freak out a little at this point and then out of no where a shadowy hand reaches out of the darkness and grabbed the woman by her face and dragged her into the house. I ran after her but I could not find her. So I ran down stairs to look at the tree (for some stupid reason) but I felt like I couldn't control my body. I grabbed a sword and started cutting at the tree, making the gash that was already in it even larger. The next thing I knew I was out on the road and was terrified. I kept saying to myself that I needed to be in the light or it would get me. I still don't know what I meant by "It". Then all the street lights went out and the next thing that happened was that I was on a show, it was either the Dr. Phil show or Dr. Oz. and there were so many lights on me that I felt blinded. there was no chance a shadow was even within 10 feet of me that's how scared I was. Then ( of course) the lights went out and I started to scream. the lights came back on and I was missing an arm. The pain felt so real that I just wanted to die. I woke up after that and my arm was really hurting, it went away after about a half hour but I didn't fall back asleep that night.

Non lucid, but I did become momentarily aware at one point.

The first part I remember is being at some conference. I was trying to use a rifle embedded in my laptop to snipe one of the members of the conference sitting across from me. He saw the attempt and raised a blast shield. Everyone fled and my attempt was foiled. I had no idea why I wanted to shoot him, but it might have been from an earlier unremembered portion of the dream. Later on, I was speaking with a female DC in a store. It was late at night so everyone migrated to upstairs to sleep which resembled a Japanese villa. It was pretty high up and had a good view of the surrounding forested area. I actually sat down with the DC i was talking to earlier and played a round of coop starcraft with her. We both played as Zerg, but she had no idea what she was doing. Eventually we both quit and she got into her bed for the night. Feeling a little bold I slipped in with her (wasn't aware or lucid). We adjusted positions a few times and she ended up with her head on my chest and arm around me. I just lied there for awhile savoring the feeling aware that my heart rate was increasing and my breath was getting heavier. She stated this and I noticed hers was too. We started to uhh.. get busy when it suddenly occurred to me that I might be dreaming. Now here's the funny part, I consciously made a decision not to go lucid and to just roll with the dream because it was getting pretty awesome. But about a minute later, I had a false awakening. The room I was in was the same, but it was empty with just me in the bed. A thought crossed my mind to do an RC but I felt too tired to move and... didn't. The dream continued as I got up looking around for the DC girl from earlier. I never found her though I saw a few other DC's in the house. Eventually, I woke up.

Totally kicking myself for the missed opportunity to go lucid after the false awakening! Still, much better dream over my last night's

I drove to the San fransisco golden gate bridge with my dad and our plan was to jump off the end of it. When we got theirnmy dad ran of the end of nit and I hesitated and broke down and started crying. I count do it. After I took a snow gonala upa mountain which took me to some bar where my friends were all watching a soccer game. I ended uP watching then the nex thing I new I was In a soccer game nd I wanted to do a goal kick butnthis kid kept stoping me from doin it cuz he said he was sposed to dp it so I started cheken him rely hard.

Good morning everybody. This dream definitely ended around 1 AM. I had gone to bed at about 9:30 PM.

Although the end of this dream is very interesting (by my standards -- my dreams are tame compared to the others on this site!), and although it seems pretty spontaneous, I feel it was actually influenced by waking life -- namely by the part in Emiko's dream from yesterday where the boy tells her his name is Thomas.

Dream #1

I was in an apartment. Some stuff here happened that I no longer remember.

A young, pretty, and somehow motherly woman then told me something about how the doors of the apartment were open. This meant something like I would now be able to get back into the apartment, whereas before, I think, once I'd gone out I couldn't come back. The woman asked me to go pick up some kind of food.

I left the apartment. It was night. The apartment was a two-story building with outdoor balconies connecting the second story apartments. The area around the apartment felt like it was under construction or like it had been neglected or destoyed.

I think I was now planning to ask my cousin for the food the young woman had requested. I crossed the street to where my cousin lived. The building was a "college dorm," but it actually looked like a military living space for in the desert. It was long, half-cylindrical, and painted green.

I was now inside. The space was like a small supply warehouse. The floors were concrete. The space was lit by lamps hanging from the ceiling. There were a lot of young men around. They were largely congregating toward the back of this structure, where there was a big TV.

This was the first day of something like college or an extended trip that these guys were taking during college. The guys had all just settled into their dorms.

Along the left and right walls were doorways leading to a bedroom. Each boy had a bedroom. Beside each doorway was a small kitchenette and a small washer-dryer combo. I had a hard time telling whether each boy had his own kitchenette, washer, and dryer, or whether two rooms each shared one set. I either couldn't tell or didn't wonder where the bathrooms were.

I knew that I also had a room here. But I figured I'd probably continue living in the apartment. The boys all seemed cool. But I had a feeling that if I lived around them too long, I'd attract their bad attention and make a bad situation for myself.

I wondered if I had food of my own in the kitchenette that belonged to me. But I didn't concern myself with checking. I knew I'd come here to find my cousin.

I found my cousin at the back of the structure, near the TV. He may have looked like a kid. We spoke for a little while. We were then met by a boy my cousin introduced me to as C, a boy from my cousin's neighborhood. C, who had been short, thin, and pale as a kid, was now tall, tan, and muscular. I was surprised to find myself attracted to him.

I heard some noise in waking life that began to wake me from my dream.

But I still lay in a dream state. I had a vision of three figures. They looked like "little girl in dress" figures cut out of felt and made to interlock. One figure was black; one, grey; and one, white.

I very sensibly heard the figures speaking. They spoke in male and female voices. They were talking about how they had been dream characters but how, now that the dream was ending, they were going back to some place where they spent the rest of their time.

They were speaking with each other in a joking, familiar tone about the stuff they had shown me during my dream. One of the female voices addressed another character as David. The name David affected me for a number of reasons, which I was very aware of, having to do with both family members and big world events that had happened when I was young.

I had the understanding that these characters were actually elements of my personality, and that at this moment they were all autonomous to interact with each other, apart from me. It was kind of like being able to look in from the outside on a schizophrenic episode, which kind of worried me.

I could now sense the characters sinking away somewhere, possibly into the base of my brain, or the very top of the back of my neck.

I now had a beautiful hypnagogic vision: a black background filled with twirling squares and circles, curtains full, of purple, scale-like shapes. This vision buzzed around for a while, then faded away into waking life altogether.

Catching up after a few days without Internet.

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Method DILD (false awakening)
Lucidity C
Vividness B
Control B
0623: Start with a false awakening and I become lucid very quickly. I'm in my own room. It's dark and still. I am a bit frightened. I get out of bed and fall toward the far wall as it gravity is going sideways. Up against the wall, I think to leave this room and go to a more pleasant scene. I visualize walking out the door to be joined by my friends having fun. Gravity now seems to be normal. I turn to the door and see light through the crack. This makes me hopeful. I walk confidently through the door.

On the other side is my living room, just like my real apartment. But it's light and pleasant here. Two young kids are running around the room having fun. I don't recognize them but I am friendly toward them. "Hi, I'm so glad you guys are here!" I walk up to one of the boys and stoop down. "Hey have you seen my girlfriend? Why don't you go look for her in the hallway. The kid runs out the front door. I look around the room and notice the strange wallpaper. It's bright yellow background with brightly colored patterns. Maybe plaid. I walk toward the front door and peek outside. I see the kid with two other people. One is S from work. The other is a short middle-aged woman that looks a bit like my mother but is unfamiliar.

I am pleasantly surprised to see S, considering I spent a long lucid dream a few months ago trying and failing to summon her. She looks a bit strange, like she just woke up. Her hair is messy and her face is rough without makeup. But it's definitely her. I kiss her a few times, gentle pecks on the lips. I welcome everyone in. I notice the kids still running around. I walk to the TV. "Hey, I'll turn on the XBox for you guys." I bend over and turn on the the game system, but it's actually a PS3. I think for a moment that I'm silly to make that mistake. I start to correct myself but then think, whatever, and let it go.

I turn back toward S and walk to the kitchen. There, I see a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. "Oh my God, my favorite!" I say. I take one and take a bit. It's so soft and gooey and sticky and delicious. I turn to S and smile. She says that the old woman made them. I thank her. I beckon S to come closer so she can try one. But the dream fades.

Another False Awakening
Method DILD (false awakening)
Lucidity C
Vividness D
Control D
0727: Playing soccer. I throw-in the ball from near our own goal. My team's defense sucks and the other team quickly steals the ball and scores. I get mad and attack the goalie. I knock him down. I turn to the rest of the players and they all shocked and staring, afraid of me.

False awakening and I become lucid. My room is dark. I sit up but can't move my legs. I look around and fixate on the door. I remember the previous dream and how I got out by using the door. Then I look at my hands and rub them together. I alternate between looking at the door and my hands. I'm trying to inching along the bed but I don't seem to be getting any closer.

I think to summon someone to walk through the door. I look at the door and become distracted by what looks like a mirror hanging on the door. It's about the size of a sheet of paper and it's hanging just about a foot off the ground. In front of the door, there seems to be a video camera on a short tripod. Also just about a foot off the ground. The camera is pointed toward the mirror and there's a dim spot light shining. I think, what the heck is that?. Dream fades from my confusion.

Football Fragment
1016: I'm a football player in the middle of a game. I'm playing tailback. The quarterback hands the ball off to me and I run left and dive over the line to the goal. It's very vivid and exciting.

fragment
1048: Something about using a computer to erase memories of dreams. But you can't erase dreams with you are dreaming of while you are accessing the memory of the dream, so you have to be thinking of something else.

05/12/10

I am in this game. (INNER AWARENESS) It’s one of those dreams where I dream I know the area and have been there before (INNER AWARENESS, beat the game before, So I am a small as a mouse, and I think I was summoned to where I was by Pinky and the Brain (INNER AWARENESS, FORM). I was following this zipline that probably had some every-day purpose since I was so small. I was together with a girl. At this point I didn’t know much about her. When I got up to an upper floor, I triggered this cutscene where a guy started talking. I never saw him, but the girl spits and say “pfft, you’re just a butterfly!” in a pissed off voice. We venture into a corner that is a dead end and back out. Then there is a memory lapse.

Suddenly I stand at the end of the game. I dunno, in the dream, I think the game is F.E.A.R.(INNER AWARENESS) It really felt so recognizable in the dream, as if though I should know what game it is. First, I am with a boy. I am possessed by someone, standing in an ominous plane, and I kill the boy, quickly and deadly. Then time jumps back and this time it’s the girl standing in front of me. This time I see her, I fall absolutely in love. In hindsight, she wasn’t that beautiful, but I felt in the dream as if though she had proven her worth as an admirable person in the memory lapse. I perceived her as highly intelligent and loving. Jesus Christ was I wild about her in the dream. Physically, she looked a bit like Hermione, but her hair was less flowing, and more boxshaped right around her face, from where it extended to long, fuzzy hair. She was wearing a slightly futuristic battle armor, slightly akin to a F.E.A.R. clone’s armor, and she had a rifle. She says something I can’t remember, but it was sympathetic and smart. But of course, shit happens. This is the same scene as before, like an alternate ending. So this time I kill her, while possessed. I don’t know who possessed me, but I sort of saw Paxton Fettel lie dead on the ground a couple a times, along with other bodies I don’t remember. It might have been his dying vengeance.

Now that was fucking painful, and if it wasn’t enough, I get to rewind and see the fucking last ending, where I kill her again, painfully. It was painful the first time too, not like with the boy. I slap her across the face repeatedly, with inhuman speed, until she dies.

God damn it. And I was one of the most happy people when falling asleep that night, what the hell.

Inner Awareness 42 Action 70 Form 53 Context 47

So I'm having a series of these FA's. I wake up in my old room, and it's pitch black but I know somethings in my bed. I try moving and immediately feel something bite down on my arm. Same happens over and over, but each time I more details on what's doing it. Every time there's two lions (one male one female) and a bear in my bed, and they're just ready for me to panic and make a sudden movement. Growling, roaring and then biting down on my left arm or left leg. Sometimes there's just one or the other, but either way the same thing happened. Wake up, noticed something was there, GROOOOOWL, followed by teeth in my arm or leg.

Eventually I get up and I cool out, and the lion and lioness are just just pacing the bed, waiting for me to make any sudden movements, and I don't. I slowly make my way out of bed, and they follow me and enter the bathroom before I do. I close the bathroom door on them and lock the door, and it's followed by another FA. *I'm back in my bed again with the animals around me, but this time the lights are on, and all of them are being nice to me. I'm petting them etc, and the recall gets kinda hazy around here, but I find myself fighting on another planet.

I'm along side someone in a green space suit and some spider like robot that creates barriers and is firing lazers at some monstrosity of a machine. We're just unloading rounds on it, and the spider keeps rebuilding shields and pulling in all of it's legs into it and rolling around dodging the really big missiles. Suddenly the huge green machine of death starts flashing this red ray that shoots everywhere, but it doesn't do anything visible damage. *I feel my skin tingling, and the guy in the suit says "you have to get out of here now", and he threw me a mask. *I stopped and said "I'm not leaving without you two". The guy urged me to leave, and I started running while covering my face with the mask. I don't know what was going on with my skin, but I had this feeling like something awfully bad was going to happen. I started breathing from the mask, and woke up in my old room again.

"You're kidding me!?" I said to myself. The animals weren't there this time, and I had this wtf feeling about everything that was going on, so i decided to check my arms and legs. *Lo and behold, I had the same cuts and puncture wounds from the bear, the lion and the lioness. *My pants were ripped and there were parts where skin were hanging off and everything. *The wounds looked like they had several days to heal up. My brother came in, and started talking to me. "So you're a Galactic Sentinel now huh, I heard you passed the test". I said "so all of that stuff was real"? "Yup", he said. Still looking at my wounds, I started telling him about the different animals that were in here with me. He told me he was thinking about taking the test to become one himself. He had this old early 20th century styled book with him that was about Galactic Sentinels that he started flipping through. I walked out of my room, and checked the bathroom for animals totally expecting something to be in there as the dream faded.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Sweet! I stopped a nightmare with a lucid dream! Harry Potter seems to be a recurring theme these last two nights.

Harry Potter Nightmare

I was Harry Potter. I was being moved to my house from somewhere else because Voldemort was growing stronger and it was more dangerous. I was with the Order of the Phoenix.

We took off, and immediately Death Eaters fired spells at us that turned limbs into fruit. None of us got hit but Hagrid, in the face. Because of his half-giant genes, he didn't die because of his head being a pineapple or something, he just had a sliver of skin turn green from between his nose and eye down to his chest. He grew more sinister.

We lost them and landed at Hagrid's shack. There was me, Lupin, and Hagrid. There was a Death Eater tied up. We were interrogating him. After a few moments Hagrid began approaching the Death Eater intending to eat him. This was began his fruity affliction messing with his head. He kept making excuses to eat him. ("Just one bite!", "No, I'm not getting closer, you're just seeing things!", "Just let me eat him!")

Lupin knew it wasn't safe so he gave me three purses with important items inside them and apparated me to my house. I was alone. I smelled the air and sighed of relief. "Home sweet home," I said to myself.

I looked inside one of the purses and hid the other two, just incase. I saw an iPod Touch. I took it out, zipped the purse, and then hid it. I looked through the apps on it, and saw an app called Remus1422. I opened it and saw a bunch of cryptic messages in letters and numbers. This had to be the secret way the Order would communicate with me. I couldn't figure them out.

I heard a soft noise from outside. Oh no. What if Voldemort knows I'm here? I hurried to the garage, closed the door, and locked it. I prayed that the sound was a false alarm and not Voldemort, because I was totally alone. I waited. Suddenly I heard a noise. I turned towards the closed garage door and Voldemort, laughing, was sliding through the bottom with use of magic. Already half of his head was into the garage. I panicked.

What do I do?! Wait a minute... I'm dreaming! I got excited, and felt a rush inside me. I pointed at Voldemort's head, now inside the garage up to his neck, and yelled "Die!", and his head promptly fell off. I was so happy with myself that I opened my eyes in real life on accident and the dream faded to reality. I was awake, at 2:52 AM.

I am happy with myself. I stopped my nightmare! Although I woke up anyway, I wasn't afraid. I would have not been able to get back to sleep for hours, or maybe even all night, if I hadn't turned lucid and prevented the nightmare.