non-lucid

1. [Non-Lucid]
Me and my Mum appear to be walking through a park, we walk past a big light grey fountain to our right, I point out the pitchers filled with big red grapes that are on the fountain and said "I've seen that before somewhere" in which Mum replied "Yea I saw it when I was ill that time", I notice some tables further along the path we are walking along (the tables I think have yellow and red cloth on top), there are people sat at them, there is a waiter dressed in white.

Possible dream signs:
Mum

+ surprised a burglar at my parent's house [most of the furniture was already gone from their living room]: a woman, I take her in a headlock (after wrestling away a heavy wrench from her hands) out to the street where her partners arrive in a big van/truck, a man gets out and points a gun at me, I put the woman in front of me, I'm dialing 911 with my free hand, I eventually connect and shout to the police my address and that there's a burglar with a gun pointed at me and I have a wrench in my hand but haven't used it yet, he wrestles the phone away from me, he shoots 5 or 6 times quickly, I feel pain and see blood on my left side but I look down and can't figure out if I've been hit or not

+ DO: a woman is talking to another woman about dressing ("wear inexpensive clothes but make them look good") going in to a movie theater and watching the economy movie.

+ something about parking in the parking lot at a former job

February 10, 2014

review: a very long dream separated into three parts, a psychotic doctor is out for blood, two agents help me, a war breaks out in the sky

Psychotic Doctor
My neighbor is a doctor. The dream right now is abstract and our houses are little cardboard cartons. This whole time, I had no idea that my neighbor, the doctor, is a complete psychopath. He's murdered. And after word gets out about these murders the doctor flees and goes into hiding.

I was riding my bicycle down the neighborhood when I nearly run over a crazed man. It's the doctor! Half of his face is missing its skin. But right before my eyes his face starts to heal. Is he not human? Like a monster, he attacks my bicycle and I run away.

Later on, I take refuge at an elderly woman's house. But this house is where the doctor is hiding in. Threatened again, I run away.

Agents for Hire
Me and my friends are in a large office building desperately trying to get help! A murderer is on the lose and he's after us. No one believed our crazy story about our friendly neighborhood doctor who transformed into a monster, except for two young female agents. One was ginger and the other was black with curly hair. The duo were the youngest agents and they were looking for an interesting off beaten job.

They quickly hurry me and my friends away from the main office, their bosses, and into a private backroom. They ask me if there's anything supernatural about this case. And I explain to them his face was disfigured and then before my eyes he healed.

The agents were kind and listened to everything I had to say and seemed to be scheming where to go from here. As I told them my story I remembered more dream scenes *possible false memories*. As I recalled those scenes they happened again.

The woman the doctor is staying with is actually a little person, not sure why that detail was important. When I left her house I wasn't alone, I was with my friends. Afraid the doctor was after us, we transformed into tanuki and hid in some bushes.

The agents reassure us that they are committed to our case! But then, an explosion outside catches us all off guard.

Sky War
A real war has broken out. My friends and I and the agents were gathered in some sort of military headquarters. But after we left the headquarters I was separated my friends and never knew what happened to them.

The battle taking place on the ground was beyond me. Guns vs guns, not my thing. What could I do? I look up to the sky. The real battle was taking place up there! Thousands of aerial battle ships! From down here they all looked like black dots darting across the sky. I can't help but shout "Look at that!". I swear I even saw dragons.

I'm no use down here. What about up there? Im worried I won't be able to fight if I focus on flying. But I had a sense my friends were up there in that battle. I fly up high and higher. I flew so high I reached the first tier of heaven.

In this first tier of heaven there were computer screens watching the business of earth. I suddenly think about a DC who I know to be deceased and ask an employee if I can see him. The deceased DC was shrunken in a box, too depressed to come out.

"When will he be better?"
"When he's ready."
"He's an idiot but he's really a nice guy."
"I know" replied the man "I created him."

The comment goes over my head. From the computer screen I can see that thousands are ignoring the war and watching useless TV like the simpsons. I get angry and start popping in and out of the TV screens and inform them about the war!

I flew through a screen and entered an empty living room. For a moment the news on the TV screen hypnotized. And then I remembered "the war! I have to find my friends!" I fly through the TV screen again, hoping it would take me back to where I started.

Instead I found myself on a tropical island, maybe Hawaii. I'm 1000's of miles away from the Sky War. Life here is peaceful. I meet some locals who try to tell me there's nothing to worry about or fear here. They invite me, we have lunch, life is good.

Suddenly there is a large explosion! The locals run outside and think the volcano must be acting up. But I look up to the sky. Giant enemy battalion ships, the Sky War is here. I woke up shortly after.

Journal Entry non-lucid #30 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I slept later than usual. Typical Monday recall= bad.

Dream fragment 1, 10:20pm-4:00am."": I was at some party and I meditated with my sister's teacher.

I'm reading cards for an off-duty cop or detective - it's about his case, and it's not official. The Hermit - that's the criminal. The Emperor - that's him. And then a minor card that indicates cooperation between the two of them, and things going smoothly.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm talking to this alien I'm traveling with and my first instinct is to call her Red - she's red from head to toe - but I stop and think about how nicknames work in alien cultures. Best case scenario, everyone's going to wind up calling me Pink, not sure I'm up for that. Me and another alien head outside on some errand, crossing this huge field, and as we're walking I ask him about nicknames. He says, "You don't want to say my name?", and I don't know how to interpret his tone - maybe bewildered, maybe hurt, maybe I've just accidentally proposed marriage, I don't know. We're still crossing the field, but we've wound up walking on top of/sliding down a pile of giant, motionless serpents.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There are these people trapped in a cabin on a mountain by a group of killers, and they're wondering if their two friends who left earlier made it off the mountain okay. The scene changes to a group of people standing around a car parked near the base of the mountain, across a field of tall grass - the killers, a 'family.'

I switch to the POV of the father figure of the group, and I'm looking at the two young boys with us who are new to the family, keeping an eye on them. Not too worried though. Someone spots a figure moving out of the forest and into the field - the figure shouts to us when she sees us, waves her arms to get our attention. I'm thinking, huh, we missed one. We'd found a guy in the forest earlier, I hadn't realized there was still another one out there. That was sloppy.

Me and those two boys go to meet her, and she starts talking about how she needs a lift. Walking her back towards the car, we get to the part of the field near the road where the tall grass is all flattened down from what we'd done earlier, and there are a few things, plastic bags and such, scattered around on the ground. She's looking at the things on the ground and looking a little uncomfortable, she asks what we were doing out here. Having a picnic, one of the boys says. The rest of us laugh. It's technically true.

2/10/14 Excited and carefree witnessing the end of the world. Exhilirating non-lucid turned lucid (dild)..."overjoyed!!?" is what I wrote in my bedside journal.- It might have been influenced by day residue of seeing a listing for the movie Melancholia in my on screen guide over the weekend and recalling the movie of which I had seen parts of (featuring a glowingly beautiful and bare Kirsten Dunst in one scene). I guess I need to go back and watch the whole movie. Very unusual awakenings tonight either due to an unusual (for me) and more extensive pre-sleep/in bed/closed eye review of recent dream signs, day recall, and some mantras and visualization of diving off a cliff softly onto a beach and floating back up, repeat. Unusual awakening #1 was after only 1 hour of sleep and directly from a non lucid dream. I don't remember waking up that quickly after going to bed anytime at least in the last year. Unusual awakening #2 was 40 minutes later (perhaps end of normal 90 minute cycle with some interruption time in between making it approximately 100 minutes from going to bed.)

Earliest possible part of dream was in a version of my office where I always seem to be coming back from training sessions and SC (who I haven't seen in a long time) was in a cubicle nearby and I could hear her leaving me a voicemail (could hear by way of the sound travelling from her mouth a short distance across the room). Possible transition or new dream to a group setting perhaps in a conference room with families present and someone hands me a camera asking me to take pictures of everyone. I see two cute babies across on the far side of the room and zoom in on them and snap a shot but the baby on the left's head disappears. I think "what?" but my mind fills in an explanation "ah, the baby tilted her head behind the other baby's head...there it is now" (or very similar thought). Moments later, while looking at the front of the camera it accidentally takes a picture and I look at the screen and it features a woman in the room looking provocatively towards the camera and her dress is purposely revealing in more ways than one. This scene somehow transitions to a large group walking outside at night time. The provocateur is there with her boyfriend and my wife just in front of me. The provocateur walks close to me and then in front of me as if she wants me to check her out and I grab her from behind in a flirty way but then move to my wife and grab her from behind in a loving way. I can hear someone talking about how some planet (or other celestial object) is crashing into Earth and I am looking into the sky. Everyone starts running but my wife and I seem to have no fear more like a joyful running through this field and there are flashes in the sky, beautiful flashes and I realize that I am definitely dreaming. My wife says something like "lets make love one last time" and we are now running in a different direction from the group deep into the field for privacy I assume. I remember the TOTM (true love) but I think I said it wrong or she heard me wrong and she answered "It is to give others what you can not." I remember thinking that perhaps she meant "give what you think you are not able to give." I woke up shortly after and just had to write it down before trying to re-enter that dream or any dreams. The most memorable part for me was running through that field and looking up at the sky lighting up...breath-taking! Afterwards I managed to get various dreamlets of 2 to 10 seconds in length, some of which I found fascinating at the time but eventually had to get up. 105

Got lucid at the very end of a dream 2/8/14 but decided not to count it. It involved my computer acting strange (dild) but my awareness was low as it had been recently until this morning.

I am outside, It feels like I am in a parking lot and the school is on some kind of field trip.where a mirror was set up looking at myself. I have very small eyes and a large, mushroom shaped head that is completely bald. Some dream characters are laughing at me and calling me a freak.

2.10.14 Monday

Last night, bed 11:45pm - 8:45am

DR 5:37am

I'm sitting on a chair, behind a table, in Ophelia's kitchen. Danny is standing there. Op walks in in white bathrobe. She says she wanted to go potty, but... [I don't understand what she is saying here].

Suddenly there is a huge earthquake jolt, that moves my upper body forward. No sound, no nothing. Just one big jolt. I start explaining, why jolts are a scary shit, unlike the rolling kinds, that give you at least some kind of a warning by starting small.

I get by the wall and we look at each other, knowing that it was fate, quake happening when I was not home. I get a mental piture of a nearby river and I expect it to overflow or break from it's banks. Either from that jolt, or from the aftershocks, that we are bracing for. Aftershock comes minutes later, and we know it's a bad sign. Feel of doom, that had to happen, it was unavoidable.

DR
I'm cutting fruit. Lots of fruit. Strawberry juices all over the table.

DR
Lots of people, most dressed in black. They are going for a funeral. Something about not having enough flowers. I think I left my shoes behind someplace. I'm sitting on a chair and my late godfather is flirting with me, he wants me to go with him so he can bone me. Tsk tsk.

DR
Something about large grocery store, checkout lanes, bad guys, ...

Yeey, 4 dream recall. Thank you

- I met my step sister or possibly cousin and her brothers.
- we had a meeting in a kitchen and I said that I didn't want to meet her and this offended her
- I remember thinking she was perfect and I just didn't care to be around her
- her brothers, there were three, were exposed the whole time as well
- something a bout Diddy kong wearing a blue hat and I had to change it red
- I was in a house/cottage a lot of the dream

1. [Non-Lucid]
There's this new system for getting a job in witch you get given your job without choice, It's my Nan's turn and she seems rather stressed about the idea and she gets given her job, Its my turn, I forget what job he gave me but I commented about how the hell I am going to be able to do this job with my disability, he said "just ignore that" in witch I replied "So what's my job then?", And so he gave me 2 jobs Music and Photography I think.

I'm talking with my friend Kye about what jobs we got, he isn't happy because he got Engineering, I said I got music, then I saw a random image of a white coach on a roundabout.

I get dropped of outside this place, so I walk to the door and enter the place and realize its an old 80's american diner, someone says there is free chocolate milk or something so I go past the tables to the far wall, the counter is to my right and there is a big tub filled with clear plastic cups with really thick chocolate milk in them.

I turn around from inspecting the tub of chocolate milk cups and there are these moderately attractive girls sitting at all the tables except the table next to the door, the girls on the table closest to me start commenting saying nice things to me, obviously something is a miss here, so I go sit next to this guy on the table next to the door, now the girls on the table across from me are commenting nice things at me, I'm embarrassed and decide to speed out of the exit as I have had enough of this bullshit, I somehow manage to smash a window on the way out.



Possible dream signs:
Kye, Nan, walking, door

"Garbage dive and clowns" This was probably one the weirdest dreams I have had in quite some time. To give you a visual I viewed this dream from a movie perspective meaning that there were multiple cuts to various scene. For the majority of the dream I was just an observor watching the events go down, influencing the endings with where every my unawoken mind went. Over the course of the night i woke up twice so emotionally involved in the dream I went right back to sleep hoping to revisit the dream I had awoken from. Luckily i was able to each time

First thing I remember is looking into a home with someone else. Some kid took out the garbage and then began thinking about garbage. Next thing I knew I was in millions of pounds of garbage but it was not the kind all bagged up. I was all squishey and was alive. Felt like I was in a tub full of worms! My companion asked me how much more time till we get to the bottom! I said it will be very soon. Meanwhile unfriendly clowns were holding hostage some of my friends. The clowns had set up an enitre under ground world in which there were doctor clowns, school teachers clown, school kid clowns, librarian clowns, every type of human job replaced with a clown face and human body. They detested the presence of my friends and had tortured some of my friends. Luckily most of the hostages were able to escape and they set up two barracades infront of a doorway entrance into an autitorium. The clowns held there distance as my friends had managed to aqquire guns.

Meanwhile back at the house I remember listening to a conversation between a young kid and an older adult. The adult was warning the kid not to play in the garbage but the good was friendly but defiant in his beliefs repeating "my uncle has always told me if you are in garbage keep digging".

In the midst of the garbage I recalled what this young prophet had said and i told my companion of this seemingly profound axiom. We began chanting it and very soon we recahed the bottom of the pile. The garbage was essentially a large vat contained by 4 walls that descended down for hundreds of miles. I did not know where the garbage actually began, only where it ended. I felt my feet dangeling out into the air as my body slid through the rest of the slimey garbage making a thick waterey that resembled that sound of a tounge clicking against a cheek. Finally my head exited through the muck and I dropped about 10 feet into a dull and dark halway. I remember landing with an umph on the hardwood floors.My companion was thankful to be out of the mess and I reminded him to be quiet as there were clowns all around us.

We managed to exit the eerie hallway and make our way into another large hallway swarming with clowns of all sorts. The first type i remember was opening a door in the hallway and seeing a tall and slim woman clown reading a book to a group of young clowns sitting criss crossed on the floor. She stared at me with a deceptive hate in her eyes. The actual seblance of the clown is hard to describe because their heads seemed hollographic, Meaning they switched between the face of a human and that of a clown.

'" come on lets go!" I yelled to my companion. We sprinted down the long hallway slapping and punching the clowns that we passed by. The hallway was full of twists and turns and at every corner we would run into a clown that seemed to be busy working doing things like carrying lots of paper work or drinking a cup of coffe.

Soon i began to sense we were near my friends as I had multiple flashbacks of them crying out to us from the barracades. we ran through the hall way shoving our way pst multiple clowns until we bursed through a door and found ourselves in a large room filled with hundred of angry clowns. I looked around and noticed one of the barracades. I made a run for it with my commrad right behind me and dove over the barracade into the safety of my friends. "Thank God your here" they said.

Then I woke up.


Feels like an epic dream that i should write a creative ending for.

epic proportions Interpretation in caps



It is the end of the world. and zombies have taken over the world. People are floodings through the street being litterally eaten alive. I think i am in some soft of hotel. I can hear people screaming and have heard letters of those who have survived, Aparently in order to escape you have to follow al the sighns written and the walls and avoid seeing any hands poping out of the walls. if you see any hands popening out you are dead.


i have seen hundred of people make there runs to safety, but the majority is eaten alive. they sucked through the walls and carried away from life. the time comes when it is time for me to make my run. The night before i am at church with Hayley. We have a blanket over eachother and are just sitting there talking. I thin about my family..not just my current one but my future one, what will become?

I wake up and am alone. (not in the real world but in the dream) lights are flickering and static everywhere. the building is falling appart. Across the halway i see a horde of zombies chasins a group of people into a dead end. They are not so luckey and there heads are chewed off. ISomthing touches my arm, it is a hand, I run. DOwn the halway to the right. I follow the sighns but it is hard to see them in the flickering lights and darkness. Fear takes over my body and i am no longer there, i am just running. i wonder for a moment how people made those sighns in the first place.

I enter a long hallway and all the lights are one. the sighins are all blank. i hear a pshhhhhhhhhh sound and out pops one hand from the all. i run, zombies run toward me, another hand pops from the wall, another, another, another, until there is nothing but hands on the wall reaching for me and zombies running at me. I stop running. Give in, fall into the wal..



Back to concioussness. I am at my school with mR. Sullivan. There is boxes of pizza and i start thinking about how people get food in the midst of a zombie apoccalyspe, let alone totos pizza. i go into the room and desks are scattered all over, i almost expect him to be teaching class. there are only 6 other surivors in the room. he asks me if i brought king richard II. I say no and he admonishes me. I laugh sarcastically and was like "yea that was not the 1st thing on my mind when was trying to escape from the zombies. then it dawns on me, i didnt escape, i was killed.. then why am i alive still. i raise my hand and ask mr. sullivan. he says all the questions be answered eventually

I leave the school and start thinking about hayley. how will i contact her? is she alive? i have no phone, dont know where I am, don't know how im still alive and am extremly distraight. Luckily i run into some family. My mom is over joyed to see me and so is my dad, though mell is not as excited. than i notice that we are all wearing blank purple shirts. before i can ask why, i turn to my suprise and see hayleys brother jake. it is not the current version but perhaps a younger and more innocent Jake. We begin talking, what about i have no idea, but i remember wanting to talk to him more, and not being able to reach[ that deeper level of conversation. Eventually my family with jake who is know apparently my brother are caught in thee midst of this huge parking lot. thousands of people are there in all different colored shirts.

Than i see hayley walking along in a blue shirt with her family. I scream her name out loud "Hayley HAYLEY HAYLEY: but she does not answer. I look at the ground and see acorns. I begin pelting her with acorns. She touches her hand to her head in pain but still looks very confused. I feel bad for throwing them at the same time find it kind of funny. she is walking with her friend and i keep throwing them and eventually she sees where the coming from and walks towards me. She says hello as if she is talking to a mirror. jake turns to me "she cant hear you, you have to have on a blue shirt. he takes off his shirt, and becomes a hollogram. He starts talking to the girls and mentions me to hayley. She jumps in excitment. And then he tells hayles friend to take offf her shirt, he taps me to do the same, then he instructs me to trade with her. I put on the blue shirt, and she puts on the purple shirt. her and jake go skipping off into the crowd and hayley can now see me.


she jumps into my arms. We both cry and she says she though she had lost me. As we walk away, i realize nothing matters anymore. sure the world is destroyed and the zombies nad have killed most of the population, but now im with her. I laugh and send her funny face bok images through my mind but she gets mad and replies "is this really the appropriate time for that" i send her another picture in return. she laughs. I feel warm again. the fear has melted away.

we both return to my house and no one is ther. it is our house now. i am happy again, i ask her if she wants to spend her life together she says yess. we snuggle and fall asleep
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i wake up again (still dreaming) and am in the bed hayley still asleep and into my living room and carlo and all his nephews are there. his 5 nephers are my age and we chat and then hayley comes into the room, they all stop talking to me and start talking to her. "can we have ur picture" they ask, she smiles for the camera."one more this time turn around" she puts her hands on my kitchen pantry and sticks her ass in the air, they take a picture . i grab the camera from them and see hte pic of her ass, i break the phone in half and tell theme to get the fuck out. i am extremly jealous. \\

I walk across the street minutes later and see carlos decorating his house. with a knife in hand i ask "where are your nephews" he says upstaairs and asks why. i tell him i plan to kill each one of them, cut their throats. to my suprise he laughs. "ooo are eu jealous. matt, they live the same life every day. while you have found your love and each day is filed with excitment and somthing new, these guys sit u stairs and smoke weed. thats alls they do everyday, cut there blunts open with a knife like yours and just sit up stairs andget high. they text guys not girls, girls dont want them" i turn around and am humbled. i see susie decorating and sit next to her and chat . the Tv is advertising hotels like the marriot royal for 9.99 Yes if you are alive come stay here. I laugh


I sort of lose conciousnes and wake up on a really tall tower outside overlooking the city. hayley comes out into the night and looks sad. she hands me a piece of paper and says here is your vest back. i am confused. and ask whats wrong :"i have to tell you something she say sullenly" but before she can explain, and indian kid comes outside and she brightens up and starts taling to him about a higher power moment. I wonder about what she wants to tell me,,,,,,i look out towards teh city, this must be a dream, i think. i wake up, half not wanting to take up because i want to know wha hayley said

A setting based off the Victorian era or thereabouts. A man who belongs to some organization or secret society made a deal with another member, who is now dead. Now the man's been debating whether he'll bother keeping his end of the deal, since the other party's dead and thus isn't in a position to know or object. Right now he's in the dead man's home, in a type of storage area, going over some of his belongings that relate to that organization they're both in - that was part of the deal, disposing of some of these things according to the dead man's wishes. One of those belongings is something I think of as a 'cookie', though it's dry and tasteless, makes me think of hardtack. He decides to eat it after all, keeping up his end of the deal. Eating it causes him to become immortal.

That same man at a later date, confronting his wife in her home, a basement room with brick walls but with several potted ferns and a table set up holding a large, beautiful book - her journal. She believed him dead, there was a funeral. He's standing over her journal, and he's asking why she hasn't been writing. He says, "You're not a (his family name - Bowman or Barrow or something like that), you don't (something along the lines of being driven by a consuming passion)." He feels that the changes and upsets in her life - such as his own 'death' - shouldn't have shaken her disciplined, well-ordered approach to her tasks. She's also immortal, in a different way than he is, but linked to him in some way. The nature of their immortality means they can't possibly live together again, even if they'd wanted to.

That same man again is being pinned to a wall, held off the floor, by his daughter. They'd been talking relatively calmly earlier, but he realizes she's become a vampire, and her eyes glow blue and then gold, and now she's got him pinned to the wall. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking that she has the same face as a pirate woman who'd died in this man's arms long before his daughter was born; the pirate had been Chinese and the daughter's a white Englishwoman, but I think of them as having the same face and being in some sense the same person, and I have a vague impression of a third woman, a servant in England, who also has the same face. The daughter says to him, "You know what to do. Then come get me!" He stakes her, and she crumbles into dust. He's still stuck hanging on the wall.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm standing between a coyote and a bird. The scene after this discusses the coyote as wandering and gathering a pack of odd strays - other species, including housecats.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a woman, a leader of witches, who's given me some instructions to carry out, something I'm meant to do with her grave after she's been buried. Now I'm digging down through the loose dirt in her grave, sinking into it. I'm afraid of it closing over my head and suffocating me. I get out of the grave and fetch my staff, and use that to probe through the dirt, waiting for it to hit something.

After a few other scenes, mostly involving the witches but gradually transitioning into scenes with IRL characters, I'm walking through a bookshop and I spot a book with a title that mentions one of my lucid goals, the one I'd intended as my task for the day. I immediately become lucid, but realize I'm already waking up.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a group of people getting together at a restaurant, taking up the second floor, a sort of balcony area looking over the main room. The owner of the restaurant's friends with the leader of this group, and he's saying as he escorts them in, "You're the one who wanted to do this here. If you wanted privacy, you should've-" The tone's good-natured. There's a table set out for three: the boss, his wife who hasn't yet arrived, and a prostitute. The restaurant owner's wife comes over to talk to them, and she knows the prostitute, they exchange some friendly words. The prostitute's asking what this is about; the leader's got some plan in mind involving her, but they're waiting for his wife to arrive before he'll talk about it. The rest of his people are arranged at the surrounding tables, waiting and watching the main table quietly.

There's a woman who rose from the dead. Her girlfriend's explaining to her that this has all happened before, repeatedly: they meet, after a few days this woman dies, and then a little while later she'll turn up again and 'meet' the girlfriend again, with no memory of this having happened before.

Well I don't feel I should add the near WILD and DILD to my count Screw it. A lucid is a lucid. Even if I'm not happy with my LDs, I had an CRAZY wonderful morning of dreaming.

Prebed: moderate amount of beer
WBTB: Galantamine 8mg, Choline 400mg, Alpha GPC - 200mg

4:37AM - My Assassination

I am a woman in a red dress and I feel as if I am beautiful and sexy. I need to leave my house but there are people trying to kill me. I have a team of body guards around my house with guns. It's time to leave but we know there is a sniper someplace in the hills. My house is open with lots of glass but there is an exterior wall that I'm going to use as cover. When I go out I catch a glimpse of the sniper. He sees me and I duck behind the wall. A bullet chips off some of the top brick. I run for it from the end of the wall to a tree and bushes. I hear gun fire and dive for cover. Somehow I take a bullet to my lower back on the left side. The pain is horrible! (This is the worst dream pain I have ever felt. Or at least I perceived it that way.) I lie face down in agony and rage. I repeatedly shout, "KILL THE SON OF A BITCH!" As I lie there with my eyes closed, I think, This is how I die. And I accept that. There are some more random thoughts and images as I wake up.

5:52AM - WILD - Vibes

I wake from a dream I do not recall. A failed WILD attempt. I go back into WILD mode and get vibrations. I spend a lot of time floating and turning with strong vibrations but I can't seem to do much with it. I become bored and annoyed so I try something different. I wait in the void and relax my mind focusing on meditative awareness. Soon the vibes stop and I wake up. I try to WILD again but fail.

The Metallic Werewolf War

A non lucid dream forms. My wife and put my son in something like his high chair. I look up and we are in some class room. There is a young woman arguing with some monstrous, metallic, transformer looking, werewolf about the war between there kind. The woman keeps pointing out the atrocities committed against her people and the werewolf keeps countering with, "But it was WAR."

I think about the war and the dream changes. I am in some post apocalyptic area. The buildings are rubble and the sky is black with smoke. I see the woman, who I now realize looks like Maggie from Walking Dead. Glenn is next to her, but his left hand is a cannon made from nano-tech. He is shooting fiery energy at the enemy. I look at who he is shooting at and see that we are on top of what looks like a cobblestone version of a huge dam or fortress wall. There is a horde of the shiny black metallic werewolf creatures battling their way towards us. I wake up.

6:51AM - #277 - DILD - The Wine Bottle

I am getting gas. Someone pulls up in a flatbed pickup with various sticks and stones for sale. My wife wants to buy some for crafts but I tell her no. I tell her just go outside and look for your own for free.

I turn and now I am in a Wal-Mart. I see a bottle of wine on the shelf. The lettering is crystal clear but makes no sense. "ISOP?" Somehow this triggers lucidity. I am glad for it and I turn away trying to remember a goal. The dream that was so vivid and clear is now getting dark and blurry. I fight against it and begin rubbing my hands. I look down an isle but its just a blur of color now. I focus on my hands but its not use. I fall on my face into the void. I try to stay calm and focus on awareness. I tell myself that no matter what happens I will stay aware. I am falling and turning slighty. I wait.

Then I am fooled by a false awakening. I try recalling the dream in the dream (or was I wake?) but fall back to sleep.

Vampire Sisters

Now I am refinishing the hardwood floors of my house. I am nearly done and some vampire woman walk in on my wet floors. I am annoyed but they are fighting. Another vampire woman comes in and tells them to stop. She says something like, "We are not fighting each other, but our greatest enemy." Then she looks alarmed pointing at one of the vampires sisters. "What clearance did you give her?!"

I have a vision of a slice of supreme pizza on the floor. It some how represented the vampire sister in question. There are alien looking arthropod beings long tongues or labrum like a mosquito. They put their labrum into the pizza. I get the feeling like they are some how infecting her mind or possessing her. I wake up.

8:25AM Tidal Wave

I am at a rocky beach with my wife wading into the ocean. I keep reaching into the rocks and pulling out oysters. I easily pry them open and eat them raw. The third one is ridiculously huge and the texture is like the cheese on a pizza. The taste is like canned oysters. I try to get my wife to eat one but she is grossed out and scared of what might be in the water. (She would) I think about that and say I am only scared of sharks. My wife screams and I look. There is a huge tidal wave coming in at a slow motion. The effect makes it see even bigger. We run a fast as we can as the water comes rushing in behind us. Water is at our feet as we get into a random car. I am trying to start it as the water takes us and the car away. I wake up.

Fragments

Horrible acne

I am tilling the garden

The earliest part I can remember, I was in another dimension that was filled with elementals (they looked human, but they had specific powers). There was also a hierarchy among these elementals and their leader was kind of a dick. I eventually got out of the dimension, and I took power with me.

Back in the normal dimension, there were no powerful people like me so I didn't abuse my powers too much. There was one big bully that kept trying to rape me, and he knew I had powers. I knew that he had to be killed but I didn't want to do it. There were a bunch of people staying over at my house and there were 4 women that were staying in the same, small room. At this point I was lucid somehow and I felt mischievous. I turned invisible, sneaked into their room, and hid in a place that none of them would walk nearby and accidentally touch me. Skip forward 5 minutes later and we were all having a giant orgy. I was on top of one girl, she was eating another girl out, one girl was on my back, and the last girl was just watching while touching herself.

We were interrupted by someone that said they all had to leave immediately to go pick someone up. Sad. I went outside and it was night, there were a couple people walking their dogs. I thought about what I should do now, then woke up.

Back in the same dream again, was lucid immediately. The storyline from before was back on, but this time everybody had powers. I got into a car with a guy and a girl that were my dream buddies and we left to confront the bully. We arrived instantly, but in the dream it felt like a long drive. Inside the bully's house was my dream sister, never met her before. My friends went off to explore the rest of the house while I dealt with the bully. I told my dream sister to leave and he insinuated that she had been sucking his cock with the traditional sucking of the cock hand gesture. I was about to have an epic super power battle with him when one of my buddies cried out, "David!!! Help!!!!!!". I ran upstairs towards the sound and found my friend stuck against a wall, near the ceiling. The bully's father was sitting on a very high chair (about 15 feet up). The bully's father was holding my friend against the wall with telekinesis and was drowning him internally. I made the chair disintegrate into dust particles as I calmly walked over to him. I turned my flesh into stone, created a giant anti-magic force-field around myself, and turned up my strength 10 fold. He tried to throw fireballs and lightning at me. He tried to make me fly against the wall with my friend but none of it would work because of my force-field. I got in his face, grabbed him by the throat and threw him on the ground, hard. Then I snapped his neck with one, simple movement of my hands. My friend fell to the ground and laid there, unconscious. I breathed life into him and could feel his lungs expand and collapse as though they were mine. He coughed up this brownish-yellow bile but still wasn't moving. I listened closely and could hear him breathing. Dream ended, woke up.