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08.02.2010

Gladiatores Pugnant! (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was actually made up of the initial WILD, then countless DEILDs, but for the sake of neatness I'll keep them all in the same entry.

I was sleepy this morning, so I tried to WILD. I lay on my back for, I'd say, 25 minutes before switching to my right side. It was only about 5 more minutes after that before I got into a dream.

I had a FA in my old house. It was a sunny day, and the curtains were open in my bedroom. I went straight to the window, opened it, and climbed out. Standing on the roof, I looked up and down the street, just taking everything in. It really amazes me sometimes. I was still wearing my dressing gown, so I took it off, then floated down to my front garden. I got distracted by taking a detour round the side of the house, finding it strange that the side gate was open. I floated back onto the roof, and sat down with my back against the chimney. I could feel the rough bricks against my back very clearly. After some pondering, I remembered the task of the year. I had been thinking about it before I got to SP. With a gladiator fight in mind, I thought about a way to change scene to Ancient Rome. I jumped off the roof and landed in the back garden. A big red plastic bucket (about 3 feet in diameter) I used to own was sitting in the long grass near the back fence. I approached it, trying to convince myself it was one of the pipes from Super Mario which would drop me out in the sky above the Colloseum. There was water in the bucket. Without hesitation I dunked my head in, and the rest of my body followed. It was (as always) a bit surprising to find I could breathe underwater. On the bottom of the bucket were some stones. I focused on one which was vaugely Colosseum-shaped lol and tried to imagine that it was the Colosseum- I was just far above it. I tried to think of all the other stones as buildings and the spaces between them as roads. I wasn't getting anywhere, so I shut my eyes and did a somersault, hoping that when I opened my eyes, I would be falling towards the Colosseum. As I did this, I shouted,
"Rome!" Unfortunately, I woke myself up.

I wasn't quite awake, but was back in my body seeing nothing but blackness and feeling SP. This has come up a few times before- I like to think of it as the "loading program" for DEILD's, like from The Matrix.

I had a view of a scene for a second, like I was looking through a peephole. I concentrated on the sand on the floor of the Colosseum (think Gladiator), rubbed my hands in it, and soon felt integrated enough to stand up. I was in the Colosseum all right, but it was night time, and the floor area was slightly smaller than I expected. There were people standing all around me, looking up at the crowd. They were all carrying weapons of some kind, but not much armour. The most anyone had was a helmet.



Suddenly, a klaxon sounded. It was a really horrific noise, lasting two seconds, coming from some unearthly instrument. At its sound, the gladiators in the arena drew their weapons and charged at each other. The crowd roared. I reached down by my sides and pulled out two scimitars.
"Haah!" I laughed. I was still in my dressing gown. I ran forward into the nearest bunch of fighters, slashing wildly. I don't even know if I got anybody, but after a minute the survivors ran off.

I paused to indulge in some victorious sword-twirling, but dropped one. I sheepishly threw the other one down beside it, hoping the crowd would think it was deliberate.

I had a FA then, in my bedroom. My TV was switched on, which is unusual becuase it has no aerial input, and the DVD player doesn't work. I sat up in bed, too aware of this oddity to be fooled into non-lucidity. I wanted to examine what was on carefully, to determine whether or not I was hearing the TV from downstairs or something. The first thing was an ad for PKR. The ad's audio claimed that it was PokerStars, but I recognised the sims-like graphics of PKR. It was one of those ads which makes online-poker look really cool. One female player put in a big raise, and the grey-haired dude to her left raised his eyebrow suspiciously before confidently calling her bluff to win the hand. Then Glee came on, a show I've never really been interested in. One of the main characters was sleeping on a pile of bedclothes on the floor. Her friend came in and woke her up. What convinced me that I was not in fact hearing the TV from downstairs, was that she called the main main character "Glee". I knew this to be bullshit, since the name "Glee" comes from "Glee Club"- which I understand to be a nerdy persuit in High Shool. (Thanks to Weird Al)



I half-woke up again, and visualised being back in front of the TV, drumming on the stand. I ended up a few feet back from the TV, with an awesome redhead sitting on my lap. She showed me a good time.

After another DEILD, I found myself lounging on my bed talking to some friends. Well, I tried to talk but couldn't make any noise without (I reckoned) waking myself up. The curtains were closed, giving the room an orangey glow. I skipped forward and wound up in the back seat of a car with three of my friends. I tried to get a certain hot girl I know to appear beside me, but I only managed to spawn an ugly 15 yr old girl. :S I don't think I was 100% lucid here, because I got a "false memory" implanted somehow. Apparently I had just been camping with this group of friends.

I woke up yet again, and my whole body felt seriously heavy, like it was made of stone. I think I'm getting better at holding on to dreams. To get back in again, I "felt" myself typing random words, which just formed up in my subconsious. Some of them were complete jibberish, and they certainly didn't make any sense as a sentence. However I distinctly remember typing the word "Personality".

In another DEILD, I heard a very distinctive, high-pitched whine. It seemed to be coming from my brain itself, and felt like a vibration. Hard to describe. I focused on it until it became almost deafening, and made me extremely dizzy. I found myself in the living room, and decided to go visit my friend Lucy from down the street. I ran and headbutt-dived through the front window as I did once before, and headed out of the driveway. I accidentally knocked my shin against the wall on the way out which actually hurt a bit!

I was eventually woken up by someone knocking the door downstairs. I heard it from within the dream, which made me focus too much on the waking world. When I awoke, I found a massive pool of drool under my face.

03.02.2010

Skydiving!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Awesome dream.

I was on holiday with about 30 other people. We were sitting around a swimming pool under parasols. I can't remember much about this part. The next thing I remember is one of the holidaymakers, who was a professional animator, knitted a hot air balloon in about 20 seconds. It was a strange design, made of wool, and it could carry all of us. We were all attached to harnesses which were then attached by ropes to the balloon section itself. (Diagram below!) In the beginning, the balloon was no more than a big flat pile of wool we were all attached to, but it lifed up from the middle, and rose up in the air very quickly.


M=Me, D=Donovan


Soon we were miles high, and I could see for hundreds of miles around. The ground was largely green, with a few small towns, and two mountains in the distance. The guy piloting the balloon was called Donovan. He was roped on at the very bottom middle, where the basket would normally be. He shouted,
"Everyone ready?" and everyone replied,
"Yes!" He pulled a cord, and the balloon split. We were in freefall. 30 of us, roped together. It was the most exhilerating experience ever. (makes me want to do real skydiving) The ground was spinning far below us. For a few seconds, I went into a head-first dive. It became scary, so I closed my eyes. Then I thought closing my eyes was a waste of the view, so I opened them again.

It was then that I realised I didn't have a parachute. In fact, no one did, except Donovan. Apparently the plan was for him to open his own parachute, which was big enough to take all of us. We fell closer and closer to the earth. I could see individual houses quite clearly.
"Donovan, NOW!" somebody shouted. Still he waited. I thought,
"This could very well be it, I might die here." The thought was strangely liberating. It looked like we were going to land in a large field near a village. Right at the last second, Donovan pulled the ripcord and the parachute opened. Since he was a few metres below me, and there was a few metres of rope between him and me, I had to fall another 7 or so metres before I felt the almighty tug of the parachute and I was saved from death only a metre above the ground. I slammed into the grass with quite some force nonetheless, but my ass took the impact. A few others weren't so lucky, as all around me people thudded straight into the ground. They got up unhurt, and I was ecstatic from the experience.

28.01.2010

Forgotten DEILD (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

this morning, I remember doing a DEILD. However, I can't remember the dream itself! I was lying on my left side, visualising a dreamscape I had just left- a grassy gnoll near my dad's house.

I was comfortably in the stage where I was actually "seeing" the scene rather than just imagining it, and I thought to myself,
"Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about," before my memory goes blank.


Warning: tangent...

This got me thinking about how the brain creates our reality. Now I'm no neuroscientist, but that doesn't stop me hypothesizing! When we see things, sensory information is sent from the eye to the brain, where the brain processes it all, allowing us to "see". But when we are recieving little/no sensory input (ie during sleep), surely the brain can still do its processing? In fact, I think the senses are not completely essential for the creation of a reality by the brain. When I was trying to DEILD, it felt like I was "seeing". Of course, my real eyes weren't involved at all, the scene was created from my imagination. The brain will still be firing the same neurons, doing the same processing as it would if it was getting the input from my eyes rather than my imagination. I highly doubt this is making any sense at all, hopefully someone knows what I'm getting at, even if I can't word it...

I guess my concluding thought would be: how different are dreams from reality? A quotation from Morpheus springs to mind,
"If real is what you can feel, smell, taste and see, then 'real' is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain."

27.01.2010

Missed Opportunity! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was long and detailed, but I don't have a lot of time, so I can't write it all out. One part which stood out for me was the most ridiculous way I've missed becoming lucid ever.


Idiot

My dad was giving me a lift to my friend Hugh's house, which is about a 15 minute drive away. He somehow got there after 30 seconds, having only turned two corners and gone via a town 60 miles away. Later in the dream, I was telling some friends about the ride,
"It was amazing, like magic or something!" I laughed. My own stupidity astounds me...

09.01.2010

Wreaking General Havok (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WILDed my ass off today! There were about ten to fifteen short LD's, where I accomplished some good stuff.

The first thing I remember is being in a situation I didn't want to be. I'm not quite sure what it was, but I thought about myself lying in bed for a second, then rolling to my right. I imagined that once I stopped rolling, I would be where I wanted to be. I rolled very fast, so fast I was rolling about three revolutions per second. When I stopped, I wasn't in the place I planned, but what looked like a fancy hotel restaurant. There was a bar, and lots of brown settees, where suited-up dudes sat around talking. I reckoned it was like a school formal. I looked down at myself, and found I too was wearing a suit. I levitated, and floated down some stairs to see what was going on in a certain seating area. I saw a group of people I know form school, and said hello. I made some brilliant double entendre to the good-looking girl among them and they all laughed. I sat down among them, and noticed that the good-looking girl had an exact clone sitting nearby. I mouthed the words,
"Thank you," at the sky and put my arms round them both. I was in mid sentence when an authoritarian-looking woman with short, black hair came along. She said,
"Any clones of normal people better get the hell out of here quick!" Then she peered round the room I was in. I stuffed the girl under my right arm under my seat and tried to look innocent. The woman's eyes passed over my position. When she had gone, I brought the girl out again.



I had lots of false awakenings in this dream that were all either in my house, or my dad's house, where I actually was. One time when I woke up in my dad's house, I decided to try one of my goals- "pull down a skyscraper with telekenisis". I knew there were no tall buildings anywhere near my dad's house, but I wanted a second opinion. So, I went to the top of the stairs, hopped off and glided to the bottom, stepping straight into the living room. My dad was watching TV. I sat down opposite him and asked,
"Do you know if there's any skyscrapers nearby?" He looked at me like I was insane, and everything faded.

During one false awakening, I'm sure I was able to tell what was on TV downstairs. I knew my youngest brother was watching the Disney Channel while I was asleep, and had I been awake, I could probably just about hear it from the bedroom. I heard what I deduced to be Hannah Montana on TV. In the dream, I went downstairs to have a look. When I looked at the TV, the sound of Hannah Montana continued, but the picture was showing something totally different. It looked like a kind of Asian festival in progress through some streets. The picture quality was poor, and it looked like an old home video.

In another FA, I was in my own house. I "woke up" on the settee in the living room, and went straight to the mirror above the fireplace to have a look at my reflection. It was basically normal, even when I remembered about last time when it turned horrible. There was a bit of distortion around my chin, but it wasn't far off what I actually look like. I thought for a second, and remembered another dream goal, which was to "wreak general havok". With that in mind, I ran full speed at the living room window, and did a headbutt-dive through it, out into the street. I flew quickly down the street, uprooting trees and snapping lampposts, then using the huge sticks of metal to demolish a house. For some reason an electricity box in the street caught my attention. I landed to look at the diagram pasted on its front. It seemed to be a blueprint for a Death Star-type installation. It was a spherical, planet-sized energy collector. Apparently, it was supposed to take in radiation from solar flares and use it for electricity and ammunition. It all made sense in the diagram, which I might draw.


Got this online. It's not what I saw, but the same idea.

I became kind of involved in this storyline. I saw some aliens in a lab inside the radiation collector. They were the "elders" of their civilisation. They kept repeating two words over and over. The first was the name of their species. It sounded like "Romanon". The second word, I can't remember, but it had a meaning of something between regret and humility. It might have begun with "m".

In another FA, I dreamt that I was woken up by a phonecall I was expecting at some stage that day. My mobile phone rang on the bedside table. It was Dave. I answered it, and placed it on the side of my head, so I wouldn't have to make any effort to hold it in position. I was vaguely murmuring replies to what Dave asked me, but I felt like I was dropping off. I then remembered I was meant to be talking on the phone, so I said,
"Sorry, are you still there?" Weirdly, I actually said this out loud, and it woke me up for real. I was confused for a second when I found I wasn't really on the phone.

We were dragons. I was fight with another to capture R. She did not look reptilian inthe face. I remebered who she was. I held her from behind. It felt so good. Her soft skin. I was going to rescue her.

I was in a car ( All I knew was my goal was to ask a movie producer to make my dreams into movies). I stopped at a Swiss Chalet restaurant. I order Caser sald and Chicken on a Kaiser and Iced Tea. While waiting for my food to arrive guess who came in? Kermit . He ask: "What are you doing in these parts?" I replied: "I am trying to find a producer to produce my dreams into movies. I knew they will have to embrioded it to explain the one chase scene and the kidnapping scenes." Kermit said: "What is it that was in the one movie of my friends and mine?" I said: "The Muppet Movie? 'Life is like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending'. " Kermit said: "yeah that. Well I am pretty impressed about your goal. if you need a hand to get your dreams off the ground into a movie just give me a call." (he gave me his phone number). I than got back into the car. I than ended up at pressumbly Hollywood. The Office Administrative Assistant tried to stop me but I said "I came all the way from Canada and not going to let someone`s Office Administrative Assistant stop me." I than marched right in to the producer`s room. The Producer ( Adrian James) said: "Can I help you?" I replied "Yes you can help me. I want to make my dreams into a movie. I came all the way from Canada and I passed Kermit who was impressed about my goal and said if I need help to get this off the ground to contact him" Mr. James using a intercom said: "Please prepare the standard Rich and Famous contract for Ms. Doe." "Mr. James. I am worried about being kidnapped." Mr. James said: "We will hire a body guards for you." Than I appear outside the studio and guessed who appears again? Kermit and this time he is with Miss Piggy . I woke up shortly after this

After tossing and turning for what seemed like forever I finally sat up in bed, rubbing my tired eyes. Why was I unable to fall asleep? Normally I don't have any difficulty falling asleep, but this was clearly going to be one of those nights where I wasn't going to heading back into my dreams. Considering that I'd made plans to go back to find Dragor and finish the task of healing him. Well, that obviously wasn't going to happen tonight unless I managed to find a way to get back to sleep soon. Feeling kind of hungry, I left my room and went to the kitchen without turning on any lights. What I found in the refrigerator made me start drooling…

it was a chocolate cake! It looked like one of the most delicious chocolate cakes I have ever seen, dark chocolate cake with chocolate icing and slivers of dark chocolate on top of the cake, a ring of strawberries around the edge of the cake. Being hungry, I figured no one would notice if there was an extra sliver of the cake missing… I cut myself a thick slice of cake and happily ate it. Only then did I realize the slice of cake I had taken was extremely obvious to anyone who took even a fleeting look at it. I was trying to figure out some way to cover my tracks when it occurred to me that I could possibly be dreaming. I did a RC and discovered that this was definitely the case. Since I was in a dream anyway, I went back to the refrigerator and ate the rest of the cake.

Feeling like a pig now, I thought about my other goals for the night. Oh, yeah! I wanted to find Dragor and try again to heal him. With the intent to locate him, I focused on opening a portal and went through it. I stepped from the portal to find myself beside a very familiar looking cave; it was the same cave where I had found Dragor the first time! I hadn't thought there was a chance Dragor would be in the same place as I had found him before… Well, since I had been there before I knew exactly where I needed to go. When I reached the large chamber in at the end of the entry passage I found the same three people there. This time, however, Dragor was walking in front of the other two who were sitting in some big chairs. It was obvious that Dragor was angry at his two companions, he was pacing back and forth and telling them they had better get off their asses and do what he told them before he got really angry. The other two seemed a bit nervous over the threat, but not enough to actually do much… that is they didn't seem to want to do much until they looked behind Dragor and saw me. When he saw the other two staring over at me, Dragor also turned to see I was there.

This time it was immediately apparent that none of them wanted to waste time on idle chat. The three of them attacked me on sight, firing large blasts of energy at me. Witchblade formed immediately and protected me from the power of the blast, the force of it propelled me back through the passage and out the mouth of the cave. I landed there and looked back into the cave where I saw the three of them coming, Dragor in the lead. I waited for them to approach me as I considered my options for getting Dragor on his own. There was a blur of motion as the two guys with Dragor split to my right and left and attacked me from those directions. Now was the chance… I opened a portal directly behind Dragor and charged directly at him, right into his lightning attack and tackled him right through the portal…

The portal I had opened led to an isolated location; a dead world not far from the planet I had been on when I found Dragor. I hadn't specified where the portal should go, I had just directed the type of location I had needed the portal to lead, and I had wanted it to lead somewhere that a big fight between Dragor and me would not hurt anyone else. I surveyed the surrounding area. The landscape that surrounded us was completely devoid of life. Dragor stood glaring at me, the only thing I could see in his eyes was pure hate. And yet I knew that somewhere inside of him there was a spark, a chance for his heart to be healed, a chance for him to be set free of this hate and to live his life how he chose. But he was not going to make healing him easy, it was obvious that he was going to fight it every step of the way, holding onto is hatred in the same manner a drug addict will hold onto their drugs even though those drugs are killing them. He said if I wanted to play, this would be the last game of my life.

All I saw was a blur of motion as Dragor came directly at me in a full on attack. My training with Vegeta must be doing some good, as I reflexively jumped into the air and avoided Dragor's attack, coming down on his back with a hard kick that sent him head first into the dirt where he dug a trench with his face. That didn't even phase him, though, as he did a flip back onto his feet, turning to face me at the same time. He had a smirk on his face. He said he was glad this wasn't going to be as easy as he had thought it would be with me being a mere human. He moved his hands as if he was doing a Final Flash like Vegeta on Dragonball Z, instead of an energy blast, however, a blast of lightning came out of his hands. I used Whiplash to deflect the bolts back at their source. After reflecting back in the opposite direction, however, the bolt of lightning split into two separate bolts, circled around, and hit me from behind, the result was I was knocked over and was sparking all over. Dragor, apparently thinking the attack had done more than it actually had, was laughing at me and asked if I wanted to change my mind about fighting him since he really saw no advantage to destroying an opponent as weak as me.

Ok… it was time to stop being on the defensive and go on the offensive. I had the idea that since I had attempted to heal him he would expect light energy attacks and know how to block them. I thought maybe he wouldn't expect the dark energy techniques I have modeled after Alex Mercer on Prototype…

I had the song Phantom Lord by Metallica playing, but more because it helps me get more energy than because I was using it to focus a spell. I selected Alex Mercer's spike attack, sending dark energy into the ground to have it erupt right under Dracor in the form of razor spikes. Dragor responded instantly, jumping into the air, clear of the spikes while laughing. A bit more dark energy… and a blast of dark energy lightning came from the tip of each of the spikes, centered in on Dragor. Apparently he wasn't ready for that one, as he failed to get out of the way as the dark energy lightning wrapped around him and pulled him into the ground hard as the spikes retracted. So now Dragor was even more pissed off and on his back in the middle of a small crater.

But I also saw that the dark energy inside Dragor was beginning to become more unstable as he had tried to absorb some of the energy in the lightning attack I had just hit him with. With it being unstable, there would be a better chance to draw some of it out. So I switched from Phantom Lord to Silver and Cold by AFI (Your sins in to me, my beautiful one…). The effect of this healing song was to pull quantities of dark energy directly out of Dragor and into me. Even that wasn't as easy as it sounds… he was more than willing to relinquish some of his energy, in the form of flame attacks, sending waves of black flames in my direction. I had to redirect my healing spell, place it in conjunction with Fuel by Metallica (Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire!", to absorb all of the dark energy as it came in my direction. I was focusing on The Curse by Disturbed to try to stabilize all of that dark energy as it came it, but it was looking like it might be too much energy to stabilize all at once.

No matter how unstable my energy might be getting, Dragor's was much more unstable because he was pissed off. He erupted into a massive blast of fire powered by dark energy. The entire area around him burst into flames, flames reaching high into the sky and scorching the ground around them, burning into the surface of the planet itself to make a large crater there. I could hear Dragor inside the flames laughing maniacally, saying that there was no way he could be defeated by one as pathetic as a mere human, his full power would crush me like a gnat… he continued yelling and laughing, sounding like nothing short of a complete lunatic. The flames around him blasted into an even brighter blast which was nearly blinding to look into. Witchblade was protecting me from the force of the flames as I focused on absorbing some more of the energy…

This wasn't getting anywhere… but it did appear he was expending a large amount of his energy into all of those flames. So maybe I might have some success in using a healing spell at this point. So I focused on using the song Touch My Heart off of the Devil Hunter Yohko soundtrack. The song started playing, and the first thing I noticed was something I'm not used to seeing… it was forming a sphere of light energy around me that was blocking out the dark energy flames. I was able to approach Dragor much more easily than I had expected with the dark energy being blocked out by the sphere of light. When I got close enough to Dragor I was able to move on to the next part of the spell; a pillar of blue and white energy erupted around Dragor,

which clearly got him even more pissed off or maybe it was actually hurting him, because I could hear loud roars from within the energy pillar that I couldn't tell if they were of rage, pain, or both. The pillar of light burned bright until it had burned off all of the dark energy flames and left nothing but a huge charred crater with an unconscious Dragor in the middle of it.

I went over to Dragor, he was alive, though he looked quite disoriented from the entire ordeal. I had some unstable dark energy inside of me… so I was focusing on The Curse by Disturbed (Defying the curse that has taken hold, never surrender, I'll never be overcome!) to stabilize the dark energy inside of me. I had gotten it mostly stabilized when Dragor got up and looked at me strangely, still looking very disoriented. The song spell to use now was Of Wolf and Man (I feel I change, back to a better day… Hair stands on the back of my neck… In wildness is the preservation of the world, so seek the wolf in thyself! Shape shift nose to the wind, shape shift feeling I've been, move swift all senses clean, earth's gift, back to the meaning of wolf and man!) to change Dragor back to his true form, which is that of a blue dragon.

Dragor now had the form of a huge dragon, three heads, shining scales that looked like they were made out of brushed steel, breathing bolts of lighting, roaring so loud that the surrounding mountains were shaking with the sound. The entire dragon was sparking, an electric dragon, it was an awesome sight to see. The dragon finally calmed down and looked directly at me with its middle head, now the dragon had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen…

Dragor made a snorting sound in my direction before flapping his massive wings and taking flight into the sky and disappearing through a portal that appeared there. He had just disappeared from sight when everything around me faded and I woke.

I was in a class building, and I was late. I'm wasn't sure where I as going though. I looked it up on my schedule and found that it was almost 2:00. I had less than five minutes to get to class. I also had an appointment at the university health center across campus at 2:00.
I had another one, but I forgot it as I was writing this one. I've tried writing them on paper, but nothing really helps.

I ran down the stairs. I was didn't run down the stairs normally though. I ran straight out than floated down. I ran there and there was also someone else late. We could see it from outside, but it looked different when we got inside. It was a very large store inside. The other girl's jaw dropped. I grabbed her hand and dragged her through the store. I stopped at this rack of kids shirts. It had one of text per shirt. As I went through them, I saw that it was a story that took place in the ocean. I stopped when I saw a dolphin one. I said it was my little sister's favorite. (It is in real life too.)

Then, I turned around to go forward again. I blinked, and I was in the waiting room with the other girl. I forgot what I was there for, so I told the receptionist that I was there for a headache that I'd had for most of the month. The over the counter pain stuff was no longer working. (I've had headaches most days since I was about 12 years old.)

I had 7 dreams last night! SEVEN!!! I remembered them all, too! I'm pleased. This is not my first DJ entry ever; I have about 35 on my phone and 15 on my real DJ. I'll put these in chronological order. (all were non-Lucid)

LOST: the experience! (dream 1)
This was the first dream of the night; but not the haziest. I was on this camp where some people were reenacting the TV show LOST. I saw mock-Kate, mock-Sayid, mock-Jin (who was in a lot of "pain"), and mock-Sun there. I ambled through and found this treehouse. I went inside and helped people work on it. There were annoying nails that I had to work on, and I kept complaining to no avail.

Then I went to the front of the camp and met a new boy. I forget what he looked like at all. My mom started making fun of him:
"Oh he's so cute! He's totally gonna fall in love with you, and by the end of the first day he's gonna be following you around and stumbling over everything!"

To test to see if she was right, We had to choose stalls. Much like the ones in golf. I took a spot diagonally from him, so he moved up to be with me. I smirk at this. and dream ends.

Dylan is Gay?!?! (dream 2)
My friend Dylan is a short guy. He's my best guyfriend. He makes an appearance in this dream (as you can see), which was the longest. This was my favourite dream of them all.

I was at a party in a very big house. Dylan came and met me there. He randomly said out of the blue (but not so loud) "Shawn. I think I'm gay."

"WHAT?!?!?!" I interjected, knowing quite well that he WASNT gay. He's liked three girls before. one of which was me. He replied with a long story of how he thought he was attracted to himself or something, and how he couldn't tell, but if he was gay that he'd completely accept it as it is and with dignity...

I blew up in his face. He WASn't and ISn't gay. I brought him to the basement, and told him how kids our age can get confused about our sexuality, and that it's totally normal to not be completely attracted to girls until a few years from now. I left him to figure out his sexuality in the basement.

Upstairs, I found my good friend Zac. He decided to show a movie he made. We all sat in front of the TV in a circle. I sat next to him, and then someone made me scootch away from him. But I had no idea what for, so I scootched back. Zac kicked me playfully, and I gave him a narrow-eyed "what?" look.

The movie started, on a TV that was actually not the one right in front of me. I didn't watch the movie, I just looked into the reflection of the TV at Zac. I then had an epiphany. I thought, or maybe I whispered, "Zac looks just like David only taller!" (this is not true. They look similar, but not that similar in real life.) The reflection of Zac turned into the reflection of David. He winked at me! And I couldn't stop myself from giggling. Zac, or David, laughed back at me. After the credits of the movie, me and Zac and some random DC's went out with us to a candy store.

He went in, saying "I want to use the scale!" for some reason. I walked in after him and when I did he turned and said "a foot!" and held up his hand in an L shape. This makes no sense.

I was going to leave with him, but I saw a candy that caught my eye. There was a selection called "Malfoy candy"! I wanted to buy some but didn't have money. I told my dad, who was buying stuff, "Look! Malfoy Chocolate!" The dream ended there. I woke at 5:00 and failed at WILDing. Next.

David Skipping (dream 3)
This dream started with me and my old friend Kate. She had transferred from my school (in real) to a new one because she didn't like our cafeteria. (true story) In this dream, she was back. and complaining about the Lunchroom. We were walking to lunch.

"I hate how theres so many flourescent squares everywhere and it's loud and smelly and... PUBLIC!"
"So? Aren't all cafeterias like that?"
"Not My school's!"
I rolled my eyes and sat at a lone table with her. Id sit with my friends but the table was full.

After lunch, I left Katie and ran out of the Lunchroom quickly, as to beat the crowd. David had the same idea. He was just in front of me and we walked. He didn't think anyone was around to see him, so he started skipping- no- FROLICKING down the hall. I skipped behind him and he turned around and stopped dead in his tracks like (oh crap! she saw that?!)

He narrowed his eyes at me and smirked, and I smirked right back at him. Just then, Victoria came running past. I yelled for her, but she didn't stop. David and I exchanged a glance, and I ran after her.
"VICTORIA!!" I screamed, a second and third time.

"Bwahahaha!" She looked back and kept running with her long legs. I was going to turn back to David and get to whatever class, but that dream ended.

Dogtower (dream 4)
This dream wasn't the shortest, but is SO hard to explain in words. I'll just leave it at that.

Amusement (dream 5)
In this, I was at an amusement park with my family. It was indoor and outdoor and had a big enclosure for things like go-karts. My dad bought an Icee that was 3/4 rootbeer, and 1/4 mountain dew. I tasted it. It was queer. and cold. This dream sort of fused with the next, but instead, the next was a waterpark.

Water (dream 6)
This was on the edge of a water park. Me and some guy, who looked sortof like daniel radcliffe but who sounded like David, were looking through a yearbook that had magical moving pictures. I was smart enough to ask this:
"Why are they moving?"
You'd think this would get me lucid, but it didn't. Instead, some lady said, "They have water in them" which was apparently good enough for me. The David-voice pointed out my friend Justine in the picture. She was sitting in a folding chair. Blinking. I ended the dream.

Train (dream 7)
This dream had me and another "some guy" at a train. We were about to board, when he handed me a sweet-tart heart. It was orange (my favourite) and said "kiss me" on it. He said "This one must be yours." I didn't know if he was being caring, knowing that I liked orange, or if he was being romantic and wanted me to kiss him. I looked at him puzzledly, and asked:

"Do you want me to?" He blushed.
I put my arms around his neck (he was taller than me) and went on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek. **GOAL in my sig!** His cheek felt stubbley. He was obviously too old for me. I think it might've been my dad, actually. XD END OF THE LAST DREAM! PHEW!

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

I was a hero, or soon would be. Tasked with defeating the almighty Diablo atop his tower, I prepared for my quest. A magical bird warrior, Phoenix, had been sent to accompany me; offering both his companionship and some much needed combat experience.

Phoenix was a bright orange bird. His back and the rear of his wings were covered in a blue armour plating -- it appeared to be natural. I got the sense he was young for his species, but somehow very wise by comparison to myself. The journey ahead would be treacherous and I was glad that I didn't have to travel entirely alone.

We set off on our quest, and before we knew it we neared the top of Diablo's tower. Victory was within our grasp; all that was needed was to fell the demon.

I could see the sky as I walked along an exterior stairway leading to the flat circular roof above. It was dark and purple clouds swirled around menacingly. Occasionally there was a flash of what seemed like lightning, but there was no accompanying roar of thunder. Silence is all I heard. I grew anxious as I climbed the stair, but it was not warranted.

A man greeted me and was very quick to inform me that I needed to gain another 6,000,000 levels in order to defeat Diablo. In the distance, across the other side of the roof I could say the demon lying in wait. He was a fierce looking beast, not dissimilar in shape to a dragon with no wings, perhaps 60 or so feet in height as he stood on all fours. His skin was scaled and purple, and his head was horned and protected by a frontal dark grey layer of natural armour. I knew at that moment that despite the terrifying spectacle of the beast that lay in wait, I would train longer and harder than ever before and return to slay the beast after gaining another 6,000,000 levels...

Phoenix and I returned to the world below. We had not completed our goal, but we knew exactly what we had to do. Waiting for us was another bird-like creature. His name was Garr and he bore a striking resemblance to my companion, Phoenix. Unlike Phoenix however, his armour plating was much thicker and covered a greater amounts of his body, including parts of his face. He looked strong and stood proudly on his legs, which were unusually muscular. Phoenix on the other hand flew everywhere and rarely stood up right like this other bird creature.

The two birds spoke for a while. I gathered that Garr was Phoenix' father. Somehow I sensed that Garr was a great warrior, and was disappointed with his sons failure. I requested that Garr join with us on our next trip up through Diablo's tower.

We left for the tower again and again it seemed like we were immediately climbing up the stairs to the final confrontation. I felt stronger now. I had surely gained more than 6,000,000 levels in the time since I was last hear -- I could feel it.

The same man was there and he told me that I was still a few levels short. I was having none of it though and decided to take on Diablo now. I knew I was ready...

And then, as with all my favourite dreams, it ended prematurely. I wish my dreams had proper resolutions, especially when they follow a narrative that is stricter than usual.

To celebrate my hundredth entry, I present my first 'induced' LD.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!™

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Humble Beginnings (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Barely enjoying my time at the mansion, I chatted with a few acquaintances. The conversation was rather boring, much like our 2D environment. Sickly orange and brown patterned floors sat, pixelated, on the same plane as the dark wood paneled walls. Beyond the room, there stretched an infinite sea of black nothingness. Of course, all this seemed perfectly normal to me in all my 8-Bit glory. That is, until I stopped listening to these dreadfully uninteresting people and started thinking about something more exciting.

Recalling my incredibly recent readings on the phenomena known as lucid dreaming, I ponder how cool it would be to have one. Following that line of thought, I realize. . .

"Holy shit. This is a dream."

With that, my flat world exploded into detail. I could now see that ugly-ass carpet under the long fancy banquet table we were sitting at. Pillars supporting richly flowered vases and sculpted busts sprang into view. I stand up, done with this social nonsense, and leave the room through the open, towering, mahogany doors. The cold, hurt, and surprised stares from the lifeless DCs don't phase me in the slightest.

Soon, I'm outside, but one of the girls has trailed along, seemingly concerned for my well being. Opening the door to the black limo waiting in the street, I look back to her and say, "You wanna get out of here? Maybe stay in a hotel tonight?"

"Sure." She replies shyly, smiling as I let her into the vehicle first. I figured, even if she was a DC, it'd be good practice if I ever dated anyone again.

The limo took off, into the city. My date sat quietly next to me, obviously too shy, or to mindless, to start a conversation. However, that didn't bother me, as I was too busy being in awe of the dream around me. Looking out my window, everything seemed so remarkably detailed. The luminescent lights of the tall buildings and casinos, the reflections playing off the glass, the subtle chill of night, and the complexly intricate side-street corner-markets, all appeared as real as I could have possibly hoped for. All doubt had been wiped from my mind: this Lucid Dreaming thing was the wasp's nipples--so to speak.

Coming to a stop now, the two of us exited onto the sidewalk. The ambient orange glow of the neo-gothic hotel's lamp-lights surrounded us as I approached the bellboy, in his red uniform. Reaching into my pocket, I know I have to procure some kind of payment. Good thing this is a dream. I think to myself as I grasp onto the credit card that wasn't in my pocket a moment ago. Presenting it to him proudly, he takes it un-amusedly and swipes it.

"Ma'am, this card has been rejected." He tells me flatly.

"What?! That's not possible. Swipe it again." I order.

The girl lightly grasps my arm at the elbow, as if she could sense my rising anger, and wanted to pull me from the situation.

Sighing, the bellboy swipes my card again. "Nothing has changed, ma'am."

"Well, fine, how about I give you cash?" I reach into my empty pocket again.

"We don't take cash."

I pull away from the girl. Now, I'm proper pissed.

"The hell?! DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"

Obviously, this idiot didn't know he was my creation, part of my mind. A thing whose existence I could destroy with a mere thought. His ignorance to his unimportance was infuriating.

So much so that it woke me up.

Me, my sister, and five of so of my closest friends were on some sort of road trip by bus and we stopped to see some ancient ruins. One of them made me lose the game while we were in the field outside the ruins which was swarming with fireflies. When I finally went in, I knew something was wrong. I got the sort of sinking feeling that comes with opening a Pandora's Box. Something shocked me in the neck almost like a tazer and the next thing I knew I was running through a tunnel which eventually blended into a hallway in my house. Once I got to my house my memory blacked out. The next thing I remember was calmly putting away some things in the bathroom like soap and toilet paper. When I close the bathroom closet I'm hit with a crippling pain in the back of my head which knocks me to the ground face first. Then I feel a different kind of pain, like someone's grabbing me by the back of the head, and then I float into the next room hanging from an invisible hand still gripping my head. In the next room I see a women who I instinctively know is possessed by the evil horror I unleashed in the ruins and that I was running from. She's holding her hand up like Vader when choking someone with his mind (presumably she's the force holding me in the air).

I know I'll never forget this dream because even after waking up the crippling pain was still very tangible.

Fragment
My mouth rotted. I brushed my teeth like a crazy person, and it went away, but when I looked in the mirror my face was covered in green spots.
Yuck.

Picnic at school
I had joined a group. It was sort of like being vegetarian, only you weren't allowed to wear cotton. I was getting ready for school, but I was having issues finding cotton-free pants. Apparently I hadn't thought this through very well beforehand. I went to the bathroom and saw that Gracie was eating our of the litter box and pooing in the tub (which we had two of, for some reason). This was quite aggravating.

I went to school. B asked me why I was freaking out about the summer homework since we had all summer to do it. She bragged for a while about her amazing planning skills and how she wasn't freaking out because she knew exactly when she would do the homework. I told her that a month can go by really quickly, thinking of lucid dreaming. (I try to have at least 5 lucids per month, and often find myself near the end of the month with only a couple because up until then I'd thought I had plenty of time.) Apparently we needed a pass so we would be allowed to go to class, but I'd been absent the day before so I didn't have one. B asked me to go on a picnic with her family. I wondered why she wasn't going to class, but then figured she had a prep.

On the way to where we were going to have the picnic, I met up with a group of people who acted like they knew me and we were friends, but I'd never seen them before. They took my phone and walked off. I wondered if I would ever get it back, seeing as I didn't really know them. Then I saw that my friend A was with them, so at least I'd be able to track her down.

I went to a field, where B and her family were setting up for their picnic. We moved some chairs so they would be around a table and sat down.

Dolphins! (DEILD)
I decided to DEILD, and found myself back at the field where we'd been eating lunch, only now it was underwater. There was calm music playing. I was lying down on the grass, waiting until I was sure the dream was stable before I moved. A dolphin swam by and up to the surface. The dream looked like 3D video game graphics. Decent ones, but obviously fake. I think I briefly became a dolphin and swam to the surface before waking up.

Skiing on Pavement (DEILD)
I'd intended to go back to dolphin land, but instead I ended up on a ski slope with a road on one side and a city on the other. I was skiing uphill, so I turned around. Once again, it all looked animated. I looked at a dog running along the road, then stopped and looked down at the snow. When I looked back at the dog, it was like real life. I kept going. Someone said that this was Tokyo, and even though it looked nothing like Tokyo, I thought, Good, that means I'm already in Japan. Then I realized that I was just going to open a portal anyway, so it didn't matter where I was.

I was a series of swimming pools on my right, which looked epic. I jumped, using my skis to launch myself. It was awesome. I hovered at around tree level near the pools. There were several big, circular robot things in the water having a race and shooting at each other. I decided to ski past on the concrete. Although it was a restricted area, no one seemed to notice until they looked at the finish line pictures. "Wow, how did someone get up this high?" I heard one of them ask. "We should find this person!"

Idiots, I thought. Now what else was I going to do? Oh right, light sabers!!!

Just shoot the kids (DEILD)
I was lying down on the floor, looking out the window at some plants. Again, the visuals were crappy and music was playing. I didn't want to risk moving, but I could hear voices behind me. My POV turned around on its own, and I saw a mother pointing a cardboard gun at her daughter. The mother was threatening to shoot her daughter on the left. The daughter shouted "nooo!" and I wondered what was wrong with that mom until I realized that they were just kidding around.

Starcraft 2 + SupCom Mix:
I was playing what I thought was Starcraft 2, although, nothing was pointing to that. It seemed a lot like SupCom. I was able to zoom in and out and the terrain in the game was a red color similar to the starting maps in SupCom. I was taking control of two races, zerg and protoss. I am not sure what race the computer was. I had two lines of defense, first was the zerg line and almost behind it was the protoss one. I was thinking along the lines of "they won't be able to break through easily". Due to my dismay, they did. As they attacked, they were overpowering my defenses and breaking through easily using their numbers. I noticed this and decided to send what appeared to be a tank. I was planning to use its special abilites which would be some lighting attack or possibly fire and would do splash damage which would work wonders in destroying some of their units. I got close and activated it but forgot, if you want to call it that, that I have to wait a certain amount of time so that it can be used. As the time neared halfway, it was within the enemy's range and was getting bombarded pretty badly. It's health bar quickly dropped from green to yellow halfway through to red before it possibly exploded. I had more of this unit, so, it wasn't a special one but I didn't use them for some reason. I was almost completely wiped me out. The only remnants left was a couple of zerlings near one of their structures and likely some more units a couple of places over the map. How they managed to miss them, I have no clue.

Helping out:
All I can recall is asking my mom if she needed any help in the kitchen.

Thoughts: That game dream was pretty nice. It would have been nicer if I was in control of it though. Imagine directing 100s or 1000s of units to attack a specific location. That would be something that can't be done in any of those games due to a control limit that is put in place. Would be nice to have more of these dreams with some control of course