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28.10.2009

Flying and Skateboarding (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember what I was dreaming about prior to becoming lucid, but the first thing I remember is coming into possession of a flying elephant. It was a much larger version of Dumbo and could probably seat about six. I remembered the basic task of the month for October on dreamviews- "Scare a DC", and decided to take a woman standing near me for a ride on the elephant. I controlled the elephant, sitting on top of its neck (the driving seat I assume!) while she sat on the top of one of the huge flapping ears, close to the head. We flew low at about 90mph through a city which had lots of things overhanging the streets and bridges to go over/under. It felt a bit like swinging through trees, so I started singing the George of the Jungle song, and the woman joined in. I made the ride deliberately extreme to try and scare my passenger, but nothing worked. She said, "Sure this is a dream, it's not even real!" I was annoyed so I jumped off the elephant and it flew away into the distance. I recognised the city I was standing in as Paris. The street went downhill for as far as I could see and I had a desire to skateboard down it.





I knew I couldn't skateboard in real life, but that didn't matter. I took off down the street on a board, and basically grinded along the railings on the side the whole way down. I hopped from railing to railing as fast as I could think of where to grind next. I jumped over the tops of cars coming the other way and landed on the other side of the road a few times. When the road became level at the bottom of the hill, I finished up my ride by deliberately landing heavily on a low railing and snapping the board in half with the force of the impact.

I felt like I should maybe try and integrate myself better into the dream, so I felt everything around me carefully and paid close attention to the feel of the peeling paint on the railings. I even did a reality check for the first time (in a dream). My reality check is to look at my hands and count how many fingers I have on each hand, then turn my hands over and double-check. When I counted my fingers, I found that I couldn't quite tell how many there were. The first time I looked, there were seven on my left hand (which I checked first), and when I looked again, there were six. My hands also looked more like a womans, with longer nails.


Having been fully convinced I was dreaming, I walked over to a nearby kebab cart on a busy street corner with the intention of trying some food or a cold drink to test my other senses. The cart was the size of a large van and had lots of vats of food. I grabbed an ice cube out of one and a handful of doner kebab strips out of another and crammed everything in my mouth. The kebab meat was delicious, and although I could feel the ice cube getting crunched up and melted in my mouth, it didn't seem as cold as I expected. Maybe I don't have sensitive teeth in my dreams. :S I wasn't actually hungry, so I spat what I was eating back into the pile of food, to the disgust of several onlookers. I saw my brother eating out of a cantine farther along the cart, and I asked him what was good to eat. He directed me to a drinking fountain. I saw that the water flowing from the tap had steam coming off it and I thought, "I don't want to drink hot water!" So I ignored it and walked on.

I was at school and was going to class. (Parts of the school were the same and others were different.) I met this girl on the way that looked lost. We were talking as we were walking to her class. We cut through a residence hall on the way. The basement had lots of ping-pong tables. There was also a store with school and office stuff. There was a Chinese man and lady at the register. They were also taking orders for Chinese food.

My knees kept bending when I tried to stand still, and I kept falling down. I saw my family. My grandma (Anna) ran up to give me a big hug. (She died a few years ago. This is about the second or third dream I've had about her.) Then, my other grandma (Sandra) hugged me after I stood up. (I was just talking to her yesterday.) And I saw my mother and her boyfriend and my little cousin. (The one on my mother's side, not the one from yesterday's dream. Even though I'm not on good terms with my mother, I talked to her on the phone yesterday while I was awake. I had to get her to sign something for the school. The boyfriend that was in the dream is the one she just broke up with. He's currently in Maryland. I'm in Pennsylvania.)

We all went to eat. They were all there, and so were my four siblings. We all fit at one really big table. I told them where everything was and went to go get food. Before I saw any food, I was back in the store with my grandma (Sandra). We were looking for floss. She kept talking about corn while we were looking for it. I stood up to reach it. (I was in a wheel chair. My legs really hurt, and I couldn't stand or walk anymore without falling.) Then, I was looking for glasses that are supposed to make it easier to look at the computer for long periods of time. I was having a hard time finding ones that fit.

Then, I was hiding my two youngest siblings in behind this door that opened up to the store. The store owners turned the door into a wall with stuff on it that was for sale. You couldn't even tell that there was once a door there. Then, I was running away and hiding behind buildings. I have no idea where I was going, but I woke up before I got there.

Note: My list of goals remains long, but I am trying to focus on a couple at a time. Right now I am primarily focused on sharing a DDO dream with Tigress and having both of us remember it and opening that locked book I got from the Akashic Records. With not having my nightly WILD (tonight was no exception) I had better not make my list of goals for one night too long or I will just end up forgetting all of them!

I was in a bed. I rolled over and got up. I looked around. I was not in my bedroom. I was not in a normal bedroom of any kind. It looked like the kind of bedroom one might see in an inn in an RPG. I wondered how I had gotten there. My first thought was that I needed to get home. My mother would definitely be wondering what had happened to me… I looked for my purse. I would call her. I couldn't find my purse. Shit! Where was it? What was happening here? I would get home as quickly as I could to tell my mother I was ok. So I at least needed my car keys… which were probably in my purse… which I couldn't find. Ok… this wasn't turning out to be a very good situation. I thought my keys might be in my pocket… I searched my pockets… and found I was not dressed as normal. I was wearing some strange clothes that looked like something out of an RPG. Everything was all too strange that I finally decided to do a RC… and then I realized I was dreaming.

Now that I was lucid, I left the room and found out I really was in an inn. I looked around the room down below and it was a typical RPG pub. I walked around a bit and I could hear everyone talking. They were talking about an impending attack force coming down the canyon. They were talking about their warriors not being strong enough to hold the attack off, and about how it might turn out that their easily defended canyon hiding place might turn out to also be their tomb since there was no way out except through the enemy forces. People were clearly scared shitless, talking about trying to scale the sheer canyon walls or even killing themselves to keep from falling into the cruel hands of the enemies who would no doubt have torturous deaths planned for each and every one of them. From across the room I heard one woman who didn't sound like she had already given up. She was telling the people they needed to fight for their village and not give up no matter how big the enemy forces appeared to be. No one seemed to be listening to her, and when she asked who was with her, no one responded. A few people laughed. I finally spotted her. She was dressed as a paladin, and asked again if there was no one there with the courage to fight. I raised my hand, noting the Witchblade on it, and said loudly that I was willing to fight. She peered out over the crowd and looked directly at me.

"Raven?!" she asked, "Is that you?"

I hesitated, not sure how she knew me… then she took off her helmet and I immediately recognized her. It was Tigress! I went directly over to her and climbed up on the table she had climbed onto, using it as a stage to address the people around her. She now told everyone that there were two women willing to fight for their village… were there no others? Were all those men who called themselves warriors going to be shown up by a couple of women? Were there no other women who called themselves warriors willing to stand beside their fellow female fighters? Once again no one responded… there were some embarrassed glances around, some nervous chuckles. I told Tigress that we didn't need these idiots. We could handle whatever attack force there was on our own, and have fun doing it. I said I was ready to take this quest if she was. She gave one more look around the room, announced that everyone in the room was pathetic, and said she was ready to kick some ass.

So Tigress and I left the pub full of cowards, the people around us were muttering something about that just meant we would be the first to die, and went outside into the village. Tigress must have been there for a while already, as she seemed to know where to go. I followed Tigress. She went to the front gates of the village. There were guards there that didn't want to open the gates. They didn't seem to think two people stood a chance against the invading forces. We insisted on going out. They finally gave in and opened the gates, announcing that if we really felt like committing suicide that they wouldn't stand in the way. After all, everyone in the town would be dead before long when the enemy forces arrived. We went through the gate, the guards shut and barred it behind us. I wondered why they even bothered closing the gates since they were so sure they would be killed anyhow…

There was a winding path through the canyon. Tigress and I went down the path and around a bend and then we spotted a large number of somethings approaching. We got closer and it turned out there was an entire army of what looked like kobolds. Mixed in among the kobolds were some larger orc type creatures and some that looked like humans. They were all armed with swords, spears, and bows, all in armor. That was definitely a sizable attack force. A hail of arrows shot out of the group at us. Somehow we had been spotted. Tigress had a bow and arrows. She was firing five arrows with each shot. That was an interesting trick. That resulted in a return fire of a hail of arrows, because she was also very fast with shooting them. I saw there were spear warriors just beyond the archers. Those spears up in the air looked like lightning rods! I used Battery and they worked like lightning rods, too. The spear warriors were electrocuted through their own spears. The battle continued. We encountered each other. Tigress and I were both using our swords now, I formed my sword from Withcblade. Both Tigress and I were moving like lightning. Much faster than the kobolds, orcs, and human enemies. Our swords cut through their armor like it was made of tissue paper. Tigress jumped to a couple of rocks and part way up the canyon wall, then she unleashed another rain of arrows. The enemies kept coming. I cut some more down, threw some fireballs at more of them. Tigress got tired of the bow and arrows, changed into a werewolf and jumped down off the canyon wall. She tore into a bunch of the enemies with her claws, leaping from one enemy to the next. In spite of the fact we were sorely outnumbered, we fought until all of the enemies were either dead or retreating… mostly dead. The battle was over.

Tigress and I returned to the village. The guards on the gate looked quite surprised to see us back in one piece. They were just staring. Tigress said the enemies were all either dead or they had fled for their lives. The guards seemed reluctant to believe that. I noticed for the first time that Tigress had a severed head… yuck. Apparently it was the head of the leader of the enemy forces, as it convinced the guards that we had indeed been victorious. They let us into the village now. Tigress showed the head to prove the danger had passed, at the same time as she made fun of all of those people who called themselves warriors and had not had the guts to go out there and fight for their village. It looked like they weren't sure if they should be happy with us for helping them or annoyed for calling them cowards… but the thing was, that was what they were… a bunch of cowards. Overall, the view of us was that we were some kind of heroes… which I really didn't care about. I told Tigress maybe we could go out and explore a bit. She said sure, but then she disappeared… damn… she must have woken up. The people from the town were silent now, staring at where she had been. They were muttering amongst themselves about what kind of magic she had just used. I thought I could still explore a bit. I took to flight and looked down, wondering which way to go. I had just barely gotten to go anywhere before I woke.

I cut my melatonin dosage in half last night (about 2.5mcg), which worked like a charm. I took it about 2 hours before bed time. It didn't start making me feel sleepy or anything, but it worked nicely in allowing me to go back to sleep during the morning when I woke up.

11:00a
Woke up. Tried to chain the dream and realized I wasn't going to. Ended up losing the dream altogether.

11:00a-2:00p
Random pieces fused in the same dream
Some of these bits are a bit vague and hard to describe.

[Office Towers]
Some suits are standing around outside this office building. They are looking up at one of the floors. I couldn't see what they were staring at, but apparently some chick was dressed really slutty. Someone wonders, "I wonder how many promotions she's got?"

I looked through the main floor and could see the security desk. They were all wearing suit jackets, ties and slacks (like a typical concierge security), but they were all ill-fitting. The guy next to me says, "Looks like security would be an easy job." He shouts at the girl in the window, "DO YOU LIKE YOUR JOB?!" She mouths out she can't hear him. He repeats his question and she mouths out, "It's fun!"

[Back at a house]
I'm at a house I don't recognize. I see Becky walking down the hallway, dressed to the nines and smoking a ciggie. She says she's going out somewhere. I wondered why she wasn't verbally abusing me. Was I with her brother again? I left that thought alone.

I said something about going out with her, but she was already far ahead of me, so I went in the opposite direction. I went into a restaurant and asked if I could place a take out order. Or, I was about to, but this woman interrupts me, "Are you here to return the salmon?!"

"Uh, what, sorry?" I ask.

"Are you here to return the salmon? Customers have been showing up around 10am lately to return their salmon."

"Um, no. I'm just trying to order some take out," I say.

"Oh, well, carry on then," she leaves.

I don't know what to order and the order-taker tells me there's a sample tray of their specials that I can taste test to help me decide (sure enough, there IS a plate, how could I have missed that? ). I see some seschwan noodles, tempura scallops, steamed broccoli and something else. I choose the tempura scallop and have this vague thought about not taking another bite off the free plate, even though I'm hungry. I look over and I see another man is contentedly nomming down on it anyways. Oh well!

I leave the restaurant and then come back (although it literally looked like a fade out to black, fade in). I see on this paper taped to the order desk that Darren had left replies to two people who had seen him there and left him messages. Wait... Darren was here? And I missed him?! No! I asked the dream to back up just a little. Let him be here again. The replies disappeared and I could see Darren sitting at a table. I became vaguely aware of the fact that I knew I was going to wake up soon, cos I knew this dream had been long enough. I also knew that I had already woken up once between 11 and 2.

I decided to leave Darren a note. I scrawled out that I was sorry I missed his birthday and I hoped that he really enjoyed it, Love Serenity. I asked the order taker (who was a man now) if he could please deliver this note to Darren. He said he would.

The dream faded again, but it faded back in. I was standing next to Darren and he had decided to hold a street concert. "For something so last minute, there's a really great crowd turn out!" he comments to me. I agree. Dream ends.

I am outside in a semi-arid landscape near a concession building with a large knarley, leafless tree nearby. There are no clouds in the sky and the sun is setting but from somewhere in the sky lightning eminates and strikes at random places around the concession building. I am staning a few meters away but I get the impression the the lightning is trying to hit me. I am able to dodge many strikes easily but it is getting closer and closer. A huge bolt comes out of nowhere and strikes the large knarly tree, splitting it in two and setting it on fire. The lightning mysertiously stops and I go into a nearby tent to sleep for the night.

The next day the remains of the tree and consession building are gone and in its place is a large excavation pit where a young black man with an afro and brown sweater over a white long sleaved shirt and excavating something. His partner is a Latina woman with long black hair, brown shorts and black tank top. We know each other in the dream somehow and they ask me to help them. The have half uncovered a metal framework of some kind and the man is telling me that it is an ancient Hindu temple that was made with metal pillars instead of stone.

The woman starts to uncover some floor tiles and I help her. After many hours we have uncovered system of beautifully decorated floors that have brightly coloured mandalas and other Hindu designs on them.


The dream ends there.

I'm by these red mountains. They're a red earth-tone. They're beautiful, I'm touching the ground and I feel really happy.



I know that I have to get to Mt. Everest. I remember Liz telling me that we had to meet there so that we could climb to the top and get something of importance (I think... we also could have been trying to save someone).

Liz and I went to a liquor store to buy cigarettes together. We set down all the money we had on the counter and asked how many it would buy us. He set down five yellow packs of pall malls and told us that the yellow ones were better, if we smoked the red ones at that altitude it could constrict our throats and kill us.

For some reason Roswell was in this little alcove nestled in the middle of Mt. Everest. I can't explain this. It seemed perfectly natural at the time.

We stormed some giant gate which led us to the heart of the town. There was an Immortal Technique show happening. We were standing outside the door trying to see in. There were only a few people inside. We were worried about the fact that we didn't have tickets, but I just walked right in. The stage was lower than the handful of people standing around. As I got to the edge where the stage was, he looked up at me and smiled. He ended his show and climbed up and sat down to talk to me. I remember having a very long conversation with him about the politics of climbing a mountain. He looked very old and wise. Nothing like this:


He told me that I was doing a great job and to keep up the good work. He also told me that I had the spirit of revolution in my heart and to run with it, fly with it.

There was some gathering going on in a building down the road. I walked inside and realized that it was my room. Except, it wasn't really my room. There were thousands of posters on the wall - posters that I don't have anymore, but used to have. There were pictures of me and pictures of my friends all overlapping and mingling together to form a very overwhelming wallpaper.

I was supposed to be speaking about dogs. There were at least fifty punk rockers sitting around on the floor, a few standing, leering towards me angrily. There was a dog problem, I'm not sure exactly what, but they expected me to solve their problem. I started rambling on about how I loved dogs, how my dog was somewhere else but she may show up shortly... when one very tall guy started ripping the posters off the wall in a big stream. A huge section came off all at once and I said something along the lines of, "well that was incredibly rude." He then grabbed me and tried to take me down. Being the tough ass that I am I overpowered him and threw him on the ground before leaving the room.

Outside, people kept apologizing to me. Some girl asked me if I wanted to cuddle and I said, "no, but maybe someday." Then she started cuddling with someone else.

I knew I needed to focus on the real issue at hand, which was getting to the top of everest. That was something I never got to in the dream.

May 31, 2010

Synopsis: Two witches battle over me as I discover I have magical powers.

Caught Between Two Witches
I was in the apartment's parking lot, and I just crashed into another car!! I don't remember anymore how or why I crashed, except that it wasn't normal. I remember getting out of the car and telling my mom I've been framed! I tell my mom a crazy story, I don't remember what I told her, except that the apartment manager couldn't be trusted. The apartment manager is checking the grounds, trying to find where I have run off to. I feel like she's targeting me! Mom quickly hides me in her own car. Mom covers up for me by striking a friendly conversation with the manager, before driving off.

I feel terrible! Soon they'll run the number of my license plate, they'll find my address, and the manger will realize mom was lying. She'll end up in jail with me too! I was hiding out in the crowd at a cafe. My sisters find me and yell at me for creating such a mess. After I finish my milkshake, I tell my sisters what happened. As I tell them the story I see it happen like a movie.

I was driving home. The ride was quiet and peaceful. Suddenly a women magically, and I mean that literally, appears in the middle of the road! I hit the brakes and stop the car. She looks me in the eyes. Her presence was powerful and evil. She disappears!

After that there was a car racing towards me from the rear! It was her! I had to drive just as crazy fast just to stop her from crashing into me. Eventually I veer off the road, crashing into a parked car. I don't even know why someone crashing into a parked car would make headline news. Must be her magic.

After telling my sisters my story, some men come into the cafe. I got a bad feeling they were undercover cops. I quickly sneak out of the cafe without even saying bye to my sisters. I climb on top of the roof, trying to find a place to hide. But all this hiding and running away from the Witch was driving me insane. I was growing tired of this dream and in a semi-lucid moment, I look at the stars and fly towards them.

I'm drifting slowly in space, heading towards a beautiful spiral galaxy. I focus my mind trying to alter my dream, something more peaceful and pleasant. As I get closer to the stars they look giant bubbles of water. I enter one of the bubbles, and greet all the creatures. Penguins, seals and otters. But this watery world was small, no bigger than a house. So I got bored quickly and flew out of it.

I fly into the next bubble floating in space. But it just leads me back into the same dream I left!

My sister is going out, but for my own safety she makes me hide in the apartment. I go to the porch, leaving the light off. I'm just standing in the night time darkness surrounded by potted plants. It was nice actually. I start to sing a silly lullaby, and the plants start to wriggle and dance! Growing taller and taller and wilder and wilder! (my own totoro magic).

I was happy with my plants, until I heard strange footsteps below. Hard clunky high heels!! They're heading towards my apartment. I knew this person was a Witch! I didn't want to be cornered in the apartment, so I quickly run down stairs to face them head on.

I'm face to face with the Witch. Her aura was powerful and frightening! Her gaze was enough to send me on my knees. I beg the Witch not to kill me, telling her I'm harmless. The Witch doesn't say anything at first. She's sizing me up, measuring and weighing me.

She was impressed with my magic, and explains to me the odd situation I'm in. You see there is a Witch War between two powerful Witches, and I'm caught in the middle. Each Witch wants to know whether or not they can use my magic for their benefit. Or, if they should kill me to prevent the other Witch using me first. She continues to size me up with her gaze. It makes me uncomfortable so I look away from her eyes, flattering her, telling her my own magic is nothing compared to hers.

I didn't get the sense she was evil, but I didn't get the sense she was good either. I guess it depended on whether or not she liked you!

I ask the Witch kindly, please take the curse off the apartment manager so I can be free. She doesn't say anything, still measuring me. Later on I would understand, it was the other Witch, the Evil Witch that possessed the apartment manager and tried to kill me.

The Witch has finished measuring me! She explains I don't have to fear her anymore. For now, she doesn't see me as a threat, and thinks I might be a potential student. For now.

I thank the Witch for her mercy, and she disappears. I go back inside and soon after my sister comes back. She starts blabbing on about superficial things, like clothing and jewelry and other things she wants to buy. Oh and, she's whining she forgot her nail clipper in the car.

With magic the Witch appears in the bedroom! She sits like a queen on the bed, and starts to talk about her own fashion tastes. Clearly she had been listening in (still watching me?). I'm nervous at first! But she doesn't have that scary I-want-to-destroy you aura. I ease up thinking that maybe now this powerful Witch will be my friend.

But then suddenly something strange happens. I see myself next to the Witch. I shake my head from the sudden 3rd perspective confusion. The Witch sits up, alarmed "What did you see?"

"I saw me! Standing next to you on the bed. My point of view was coming from that corner over there" I point to the corner, and floating in the corner was a little doll with black sunken eyes. Voodoo? So the Evil Witch some how found a way to use me after all!

This looks bad. My friendship with this Witch is fragile. The last thing I need is her being afraid of me, and trying to kill me. I gotta do something! "Why don't me and my sister quickly run down stairs and get the nail clipper, then we can repaint your nails."

The Witch seemed okay with this agreement. I quickly hurry out the room with my sister. My sister leads the way. But instead of going downstairs to the parking lot she leads me astray. "Where are you going? Were going the wrong way!" "Because I wanted to go the long way!" "But we need to be quick! The Witch is waiting!"

I run ahead of my sister, run down a spiraling staircase, that leads to the foyer of the apartments office. I take an uneasy step into the vast room. It's quiet, obviously, its night so this place is closed. But the curse is still on the apartment manager, and she could be anywhere.

I woke up afterward. The weirdest thing as soon as I woke up I couldn't remember what the Witch looked like, or anything specific thing she told me.

May 18, 2010

Synopsis: After so many years I finally learn why I dream of high school, years after I've graduated. Lucid, I tell my DCs that this is a dream, and they dissolve back into me. Later, I dream of a boardwalk with a spectacular scene of water

The Part of Me That Will Never Forget You
I'm back in high school, getting ready for a big colorguard competition. This is a familiar sight! I've been here before, years ago. I know I've graduated from high school, I know I shouldn't be here. But I don't realize I'm dreaming yet. My team assembles and we perform over a large audience. I'm freaking out! I only remember half of the routine, what do you expect? It's been years!

After performance I talk to my captain "Lets go over the routine again". I know she's graduated too, so I'm sure she's having trouble remembering. She agrees! Were all rusty and could use some rehearsing. But right now it's break time. In the down time the team separates into their individual cliques and circle of friends. That's when I walk around and really realize something is completely wrong here.

This team is composed of EVERYONE who I was in colorguard with. But that can't be right. How could this team have seniors from when I was a freshman, and freshman from when I was a senior? The two age groups never went to high school in the same time period! And why am I here? I start to do the math. When I graduated from high school, when I graduated from college, this is insanity! I'm dreaming!

I quickly run to my closest team members who were off in their own room. I wanted to show them something amazing. To be honest, I was hoping in some way they weren't just dream characters, that I was some how dreaming with my old high school friends. I interrupt their gossip "This is a dream! Let me show you!". I start to levitate in front of them. At first they look at me as though I'm insane. But then they smile and giggle girlishly.

"It's a dream!" I grab my friend by the hand so I can show her dream flying for herself. I take a quick turn around the room! But when I look at my hand, it's not my friend I'm holding, but some random object. I look around in the room, and all of my friends have turned to objects.

I know this, I've seen this before dozens of times in dreams. Suddenly I'm talking to a dream character, half way in our conversation I become lucid, I want to continue the conversation now that I'm lucid, but the dream character transforms into some plain old object. Sometimes I ignore the dream transition, and keep talking to the object. . . . . But then it just feels like I'm talking to myself. . . .

I'm disappointed that my friends aren't dream characters anymore. I just wanted to fly with them.

I run into the hallway where the rest of the team was assembled. My captain starts talking about our next performance. I shove my way right between all of them, and I levitate. "Ahem. . ." My captain seems annoyed that I'm interrupting her all so important lecture. "Look at my feet!". I dangle my toes wish were freely in the air! The freshmen start shouting "Wow!! That's so cool!" But the older members who've known me longer seem really disturbed. Angry, confused, terrified.

"Whats going on?" The older members ask

"This is a dream! Don't you see! It's a dream!"

I wanted so much to dream with them, to make them all lucid and we could all go on some colorguard dreaming adventure together! They look at each other, and suddenly they seem to understand this dream nature. Maybe more than me.

My captain asks me "If this is a dream, and you're the dreamer, then who are we?"

The room gets quiet. The whole team waits for my answer. Quiet faces. Happy faces. Anxious faces. I looked into their eyes. My throat tightens up, I could barely say what I'm going to say. "You are the part of me that will never forget you."

The room lightens up! Everyone seems happy! It didn't matter who, or if they were members I didn't get along with, or superficial cliques. In this tiny fraction of time, we were all here together and happy! I wanted so much to dream with them, to have a dream adventure with them. But then instantly before my eyes, they all turn into dolls and animal plushies. 'They' were 'gone', and I was all alone in an empty band hall. With no one to talk to, or be with, except maybe the only person who I have ever talked to or hanged out with in a high school dream - myself.

For the first time, I understood why these dreams seem to haunt. It's simple, I'll never forget them. And these dream character are the part of ME that remind that.

I leave the band hall and fly outside to find a new lucid dream adventure. But I was still sad at the lonely nature of my dream. My dream becomes a black void, and I don't remember after time.

The Boardwalk
After what feels like a long time I'm in a new dream. I'm walking along a huge boardwalk. Water takes on a spectacular scene in front of me. It's as if in the middle of the ocean, there's a water fountain the size of an Egyptian pyramid. The water was pouring from this structure. I can't make out the structure, because the water is pouring from the very top, and veiling it. I watch a giant bird land on this watery structure. Then I realize that's no bird but a dinosaur! I watch another spectacular scene, as a massive boat sails right through the water-pyramid. The boat, still submerged under water, sails right under the boardwalk! I run to the other side of the boardwalk to see it as it passes.

It was moving at such an incredible speed for such a massive ship, the water around it bubbled up and moved out of it's way! A dream character shouts "Did you see how fast that ship was moving? That was unreal!". It was unreal, it defies the laws of physics!

I woke up shortly after.

April 29, 2010

Synopsis: I think I'm dreaming. I test it by trying to fly! Lucid, I remember my dream goal of trying to dream share with Dannon

I Can Fly! Time To Visit Dannon
I was thinking about how lately my dreams have been tricking me. I was just minding my own business staring at the wall wondering, what if this is a dream? It doesn't look or feel like a dream.

But as I walked around and stared at the living room, something felt out of place. I had to be sure! What if I'm dreaming? I get a crazy idea to go outside and try to fly. I run down the steps and stand under the street light. I think about flying but nothing happens. Mom runs outside yelling at me, asking me what I'm doing! It's pretty late and she doesn't like me outside alone after dark, I can't blame her, we do have a lot of car thieves in this neighborhood. But I had to go outside! I had to double check.

I tell mom "I'm trying to fly". . . "You're trying to fly?" . . . "Yes, in a dream I can fly. What if this is all a dream?" Mom seems star struck, and just looks at the sky wondering the same thing. I walk forward while staring at the sky. This makes me trip when the ground level changes. I land in muddy water and scrape myself pretty badly. Mom runs over, helps me up and yells at me again.

One side of my head is lecturing me "See, this isn't a dream! You're going to get seriously hurt if you keep this up." But the other side of my head was whispering "Why don't your scrapes hurt?". I wasn't in any pain at all!

There were 12 year old boys hanging around outside, like a gang patrolling the street. They ask me and mom what we are doing. Mom blurts out "She's trying to fly!" "She's trying to fly?" They were 12 year olds after all and they seemed pretty dumb. They looked at me as though they were encountering a super hero. "You can fly?" "In dreams I can fly. What if I told you this could be a dream?"

Now that I had everyone's attention, they all wanted to see me fly! They wanted me to prove to them that this was a dream. There's a small creek nearby and I start with that. I run and jump clear across the creek. I just jumped 20 ft, I have to be dreaming! I start to float, then I fly and loop around the small creek as the troop of boys cheer me on. Everyone seems pretty happy to know that this is just a dream. Me too! I haven't been lucid in a long time.

I quickly remember my goal before I fell asleep. I fly away into the city. It's dark and dreary. I want to dream-share with Dannon but I really suck at creating portals. I try to make a few short calls in the dream, but my voice is weak and nothing is happening. So instead of trying to create a portal, I decided to fall into Dannon's dream. I fall backwards while keeping that intention in my head.

When I open my eyes the new dream is just as dark. I can make out something sitting in front of me. It looks goblinish, with glowing eyes and pointy ears. But then I realize it's just a cat! I pet the cat and it purrs sweetly as it lays back down to sleep. Now that the cat is my friend the dream seems to explode to life. I can see everything vividly and in full color. I'm in a living room. I assume it's Dannons because that's who I'm trying to visit. The light is off, but there is a light coming from somewhere illuminating the kitchen.

I call out Dannon's name, but no one answers. I stumble around the place, past the kitchen, until I find a small room where the light was coming from. Dannon is there, bundled up in a blanket, sitting on a comfy chair with the glow of the TV light on his face. Either he's watching a really good show or he's lost in his own thoughts, because his eyes were glazed over.

"Dannon!" But he doesn't respond. I wave my hand over his eyes but he doesn't respond. It's like I'm invisible! There's a clock in the room that says 5:30 am. I wonder if that's supposed my time or his, and if his lack of response means he's actually awake. Well, I came all the way over here! I poke his face. He looks startled that something just touched his face, but when he looks around he sees there's a fly buzzing around. So maybe it was the fly.

The tv was blank, nothing was on. Which disturbs me. I have to get his attention some how. I grab a box of kleenex sitting near him and toss it across the room. At first he seems curious as he gets up to find the source of the noise, but when he realizes his kleenex just flew across the room he looks freaked out.

Dannons eyes scan the room for some malicious entity invading his space. He looks serious now! Like he's about to do some banishing ritual on me. Well that didn't work. I decide this dream isn't working out. I need to re-try teleporting to Dannon's dream. I think this Dannon might just be a dream character, I tell him goodbye anyways and that I'm going to try again!

But that's when I wake up

I was in my old apartment in Taiwan and I woke up in the room and realized I was really late to a IMSA trip. My dad help me put up cloth. so I was wearing the brownie T-shirt, a white formal-looking blouse, and a kimono (??). I put those random stuff in the purse Anu gave me (it feels like that time when I was late to 6 flags).
I went to the school with a book about an adventure in hand. oddly, I started to help my friends lifting book. My roommate had a lot of book to carry, so I helped her with that. Lucy had at least five huge stacks of book she needed to carry, so I helped her carry them to a library, which was filled of books. because of all those work, I missed the trip, luckily those people only went to "korean to korean" , "popcorn world" (something like that) those restaurants, and there are more trips on that week. i kinda feel bad about missing the sushi meal in "korean to korean". I was hungry and I went into a room where Jing was sitting in front of a plate filled with mini hamburgers. the meat looked like turkey to me, but she told me it was beef. So I could only eat one of those apples with onion in them; I closed my eyes to chew the apple and onion.

I also dreamed of seaweed wrapped around rice on a plate. On the circular seaweed (beneath it is rice) a dead, short snake is wrapped within seaweed. I was in line with my IMSA friends waiting to get onto a plane and I want to eat. but I was afraid that the dead snake already contaminate my seaweed and rice. I took the snake in the seaweed from my plate and put it in my pocket because something told me that I should keep it, and then I ate everything else on that plate. when I reached the end of the line I remembered to wave at vlad in case he got mad at me again for getting ahead of him, but unlike that time at six flag he was cool with it.

We were at the park, and my cousin was going down the slide. (He's on my mom's boyfriend's side but I can't remember his name.) I was trying to tell him something, and he came down the slide and started clawing at my face. I took his hands and sat on them. His mom and my mom's boyfriend flipped out. He told me that we were going home, and I had to get my stuff and get out. I already had a bag with a bunch of things in it, so I was mostly packed. Then, I was living with my friend, her mom, and her current girlfriend. There was a big, colorful, inflatable pool in her yard with an inflatable roof over it.

(In Reality During Spring Break of my Freshman Year of College: This is the same friend who took me in when I left my parents. They knew something was up when I decided that she was going to visit for a large part of the week during my week off from college. I put and lot of stuff in her car, and took my two cats. My mom didn't want them and had threatened to kill them many times. I kept lying when they asked if I was moving out.)

My sister was at a bowling alley. She was behind the front desk giving people shoes and a ball and stuff. The manager left, so I was helping her with the food. (She's only ten.) I helped her clean stuff. There were projection screens at the ends of the lanes. I hooked them up. The manager came back. She had to leave because it was 8:30 p.m., and she had school the next day.

April 10, 2010

Synopsis: First I dream of mutant rats attacking people, then I dream of a desert city. Where a greedy rich man has a chlorinated pool large enough to be a chlorinated lake. Then I dream of magic. A young witch with green hair discovers the true nature of her power

Mutant Rats
The rats have mutated into something more like grimlims. I'm in an old house, trapped with several other families. It's very dark, maybe the mutant rats ate/cut through our power supply? Me and my sister barricade ourselves in a bedroom. The hallway is long and big, the living room is huge, and the kitchen has two entrances. Meaning, the rats could be coming at you from anywhere!

I don't know why, but mom insisted in staying in the living room! And my other sister was just loafing around in the bathroom, with the door open. We kept trying to tell them it wasn't safe! But they wouldn't listen, even though the rats had already attacked several people.

Now, the rats, they did eat people. But the real problem was they couldn't kill you instantly! The mutant rats were hunting as a pack, and it takes about 20 of them to take down a human. And it's a slow painful process filled with lots of bites . The other problem was it only took one bite from a rat for you to get some nasty plague.

Me and my sister liked holding up in the bedroom, because we could see the corners of the room easier. I watch desperate people trying to escape the property from the window. But there were more mutant rats running outside than in! I couldn't see the rats from the window, only the people screaming as something hidden from my view snatches them by their feet, and drags them away. There was also a large wall about ten feet high surrounding the entire property. I realized past this wall was freedom! I almost became lucid as I thought about jumping out the window.

But my sister stops me, telling me there's no way we can make it to the wall without the rats attacking us. And even if we did make it too the wall, then what? Do you know how to scale a ten foot brick wall?

Suddenly a mutant rat jumps at me! I instinctively grab this piece of wood next to me, I think it was supposed to be a ruler, but it's all broken. Even though I'm terrified, without thinking, I kill the mutant rat. The wooden ruler is sticking out of it's throat. My sister changes her mind. If I can kill a mutant rat, then these rats aren't so tough. We need to somehow sneak past the kitchen to get to the front door. The kitchen is the most dangerous, because obviously, rats like kitchens.

We decide that on our way through the kitchen we can pick up some knives, in case we have to fight out way through before reaching the brick wall.

My dream fades away into a new one

Dubai?
I'm flying over a city. But even though I'm flying over a city, it feels more like a 3rd perspective dream where I'm observing the dream rather than taking part of it. As I fly over the city, I compare it to the others next to it. In comparison, this city is disgusting! There isn't a single tree or anything green growing. Concrete, asphalt, steel, pavement, large boring colorless buildings. You could say this city feels cold and uninviting. But it wasn't just cold, it was boiling hot. The streets were sizzling underneath the blazing sun, like a Walmart parking lot.

Further north in the city lived the richest man, you might as well call his private house a PALACE. Mansion does it no justice, this place was HUGE. It was nice architecture, I'll give him that. But he only had three small children living with him, why does this place need to be so big? He had a pool.

I wouldn't describe it was a pool though, at 25ft deep, 50ft wide, and wrapping around the entire estates, it was a lake. It even had waves. The pool, in a venice style, was right up against the palace. Dragon water fountain spouts jut out from the palace's walls pouring into the pool. When I looked closer, the dragon spout itself was water! A magical enchantment? The pool was both beautiful and hideous. Hideous when you realized that all of this water, in this asphalt desert, was chlorinated and undrinkable to any living thing.

My dream fades away and I have a new one, which starts in a small pool

Slooow Magic
The kids playing in the pool were young witches and wizards, all about the age of 12 (when kids are most viscous!). Some of them had no magic of their own, others were naturally gifted. One young girl not only self-proclaims to be the most powerful young witch of all, she also self-proclaims to be the most popular girl at school. Though, I'm not sure if everyone being afraid of you is popularity . There was no doubt however that she was powerful. Her powers were INSTANT. She didn't have to chant. She didn't have to cast spells or use a wand. They were like the crack of lightning, when she willed them, they happened!

She bullies another girl in her class, who looks a lot like Hermione from HP, except her hair is green. My young green-haired witch, got tired of being made fun of, and grabs her young male friend, and the two of them storm out of the pool party. The two of them have a crazy adventure (that I don't remember) in an old english city. Even though they kept running into trouble, their trouble would always transform into good fortune!

My green witch kept getting water dumped on her head! Maybe from someone dumping from a window, a car splashing, or what. But it just kept randomly happening. Like, water being dumped on her magically just because she opened a door. She gets annoyed and snaps at her friend "Stop tossing water at me!" He responds meekly "It wasn't me! I swear, I didn't do it! That door did it!"

It seems kind of silly to think that a door would splash water on you just because you were opening it. She looks at the door and there's a note attached. It reads something like "It's time to dip in the water and get wet! Sloooow Magic is the strongest!"

My green haired witch smiles slyly as she holds the paper. She understands now why she was born with green hair, she's a nature witch. The power of nature incarnate. She may not have flashy dazzling powers like the dark haired freak (the popular girl). But her slooow magic is strong. Like taking a slow deep breath - good fortune comes her way. My green witch sets off to find a lake to take a dip in - which I felt was some sort of rite of passage for her.

My dream becomes some random nonsense dream about dogs who can't swim in pools, and then I wake up

In an especially horrible dream, I was living with with my Dad in the mountains. He had a newly born baby with him, who at one pivotal point fell over when it was left by itself on the steps outside my grandmother's house, and hit its head quite seriously on the hard surfaces, effectively killing it, but it wasn’t discovered for some days, allowing for some decomposition. When we discovered the baby’s corpse it had transformed into a magical object that allowed us to fully control time and space, however sometimes it would also transform into a small sharp-toothed dog and chase us around.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I guess one could call this a nightmare, but it didn't quite start out like that.

I woke up on the top of a bunk bed in a tiny plain hotel room. The flooring was dark, pale blue carpet, and there was a hotel-sized white-paned window on the other side of the room. I caught the false awakening and momentarily became a bit lucid, but it didn't last.

I got up from the bunk bed and went down the stairs. There was no one else in the room, but there was an open door leading to the main part of the booked hotel room (where the fridge and chairs are). I peered out and knew I wasn't supposed to be here. I saw a man with a black t-shirt and blue jeans sitting at a small round wooden table, drinking from a mug. He looked slightly scuffed up, although not much. He also looked fairly strong, like someone who'd just gotten back from the gym.

He saw me right away. "Hello," he told me, rather normally. "Don't be shy. Come out and I'll make you some breakfast."

I decided to play stupid and say, "I have to get dressed first." There must have been a suitcase or something of clothing in the room, because he said, "sure". I went into the room, closing the door, and found a small shopping bag filled to the top with clothes, but I wasn't actually going for them. I was going for anything that could help me escape.

My gaze flit around the room and I saw a coach purse, exactly like the one I own in real life. It had a very long strap that I could use to climb down the side of the hotel.

I looked out the hotel window, clutching the purse, and saw that our room was situated at least thirty floors up. The strap didn't even go half the distance to the ground. Crap!

Suddenly, the man walked into the room and froze when he saw me by the window with the purse. "What are you doing?" he asked me.

"Getting out of here," I shot back at him. I made a run for the door, went through it, and he didn't do anything to stop me. He pulled out a long, silver knife instead. I looked back as I ran out the door and into the hotel hallway; he was watching me calmly with the knife in his hand. I didn't look back as I ran down the stairs to the lobby.

There were only one or two sets of stairs and already I was on the first floor...? Anyways, I got there and no one was in sight, but there was a phone at the reception desk. I took it and crazily tried to dial 911. The man suddenly appeared, slipping around the corner and holding the phone box. "You're crazy!" I shouted to him. The machine rang and then a voice answered. "I'm being kidnapped and threatened with a knife!" I told the woman on the other line. "Help me, I'm-"

I couldn't get an address out, because the man found the phone outlet and unplugged it, then cut the cord with his knife. I gaped and backed away from him rather quickly. "Don't leave," he told me forcefully.

I took one more step back and my foot landed on a gun. My eyes widened even more (is that even possible?) and I reached down and picked the gun up. It was dark gray, almost black, and heavy. It was loaded. "Back the f*** up!" I told him, looking for the exit. Suddenly he reached into his pocket and pulled out his own gun. I shot him in the chest, killing him instantly. His eyes began to bleed and there were bruises appearing all over his body. He was still standing up straight but his eyes were closed, and he was completely still. Then another person, looking very much like him, appeared with the same ghastly imagery. It frightened me so much I woke up.