non-lucid

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

TTT at Home:
I'm playing a game of TTT. Me and a friend of mine are in my room. Enemies are scattered around the house. My friend leaves my room and dies. Soon after, a sniper walks in and i manage to kill him. However, a team arrives and I'm quickly captured. Then my room suddenly turns into a classroom. I walk out into my hallway and start walking. As I pass one of the rooms, i see the teachers assistant doing work inside a shack in the room. I make it outside and start walking down a road. I drink some tea and start jogging. As i turn the corner, i see some friends of mine at a sort of fortress road block. I have an urge to pee so i start doing that and a biker comes around and gives me a weird look. Then a bike with no rider slides into the grass next to me with the rider running after it. I then head up to the fortress.

Nuclear Meltdown:
I'm inside a giant floating sphere somewhere above earth. Inside the sphere, Experiments are being done with nuclear materials. Something goes terribly wrong and i see a clock telling me how much time i have until an explosion happens. As the timer ticks down, i hear Asuka (that lady from evangelion) screaming in the background. I then get in a pod and eject at the last moment. The next scene, I get a zooming view at some sort of Hive structure in space. These are huge structures, this must be where a majority of people live. I then see a business man of high status in a futuristic, dark, and interesting room. He starts talking about the destruction of earth due to the reactor incident and simulates it by pouring his coffee all over a map. He says that the public doesn't need to worry about it now, they only need to see the aftermath.

Dream:

I was sick in some way in the dream as well - like upon waking up.
Especially I was not able to talk - true, couldn´t almost any more after two phone-calls.
But in some way - this was a reason not to go to our old house, where my mother lived.

I wanted to get a book, which in the dream I had read twice before, and wasn´t sure, if it was worth working through once more. It was in that house.
I wanted to then maybe read it somewhere else - at a friend´s place.
Trying to evade my mother.

But in the end, I climbed in over the balcony - she was there, petting an enormous, lovely dog.
Was no problem, that I sneaked in - talked with her - and took the book with me.
Didn´t get to read it, though.

Again - old house went unnoticed - even "decorated" with my mother.


Fragment:

With this friend from the last dream - I was going out in the evening - all dressed up - and we went into the bar of a famous, huge hotel.
Watching the ongoings and talking about people - both looking for somebody worth taking up contact with - no such luck.

pattie thrap had set me up with a computer seat next to samanth cruise or culler they kept switching back and forth. i don't remember what we were doing in there

i remember however taking my friend to get waffles at PV beach which was really cool

I woke up after about 3 hours of sleep, got up for 10 minutes. I focused on giving strong intent to WILD into the town of Denn for the duration. When I got back in bed, it only took me about 20 seconds from the time my head hit the pillow to a successful WILD. I first heard the vivid sound of a bubbling brook, I paired it with the image of an enormous door that looked kind of like this https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3622/...907fa617_z.jpg but it was closed and surrounded by mossy cobblestone. I was there, like I said, quite quickly. I got into the dream, I could touch the stone and the door, and then I had a split second of doubt where I thought to myself, "wow, could it really be that easy?" Then I woke up. Quite frustrating.

fragment:
This was a very long dream, and not that exciting, so I'll just give a quick summary. I was hanging out with old friends from high school, in their neighborhood. I wasn't welcome there because I lived somewhere else. I left, met Emma Roberts, she helped me get out of a locked stairway that was part of the neighborhood. I ended up hanging out with her and a few of her friends where they taught me the secrets of being a 'good boyfriend'. They called it the rites of initiation. We all went and had a discussion about the nature of music, harmony, order, sound, and emotion with Adam Levine.

I also had a LD, but I can't remember it at all, except for the key words "police" and "exceeding limitations".

-dr. long handball Dr. Long and some other SU faculty were excellent handball players, and they were making connections between handball and environmental studies. They could tell that I was some hot-shot who needed to be taught a lesson. There was a lot of talking, and it ended with a face-off between Dr. Long and I.

Mama, Becky, and I were walking in a neighborhood in Oak Grove when we encountered a group of young kids that looked like they might try and mug us. Becky and Mama walked one direction while I kept near the kids. I asked them if they went to Oak Grove and if they knew that my mom over there used to be the nurse at Oak Grove. They didn't know her by name, but I think the connection helped. Then, from the direction that mama and Becky went, I heard a series of gunshots. I gasped at the thought of losing Becky in some random street shooting. It was some flashy red car shooting in every which direction. The kids were scared too, and everyone took cover in driveways. I had poor coverage and could see the car as it drove by. They clearly tried to shoot me, and I waited for death. Bullets came close enough to where I could feel the debris they generated, but I was unscathed. I woke up soon afterwards.

I very well may be connecting a few dreams with this, but it feels right. There was a large group of peers playing various recess sports in a green area. I joined a group of frisbee folks and had decent success at finding my target. I was throwing some fun noodle and it careened off of the porch and into the ocean. I went down below to talk to the owner of the property or maybe I didn't but thought about it. Anyways, here I connect to a conversation with a South African girl about Costa Rica. She had mentioned some elongated hiking trip that she had taken with a group. I asked about the birding opportunities and if she had the chance to take this one particular walk which was closeby and very gorgeous.

This is a bizarre fragment from earlier in the night. There was this property in Lexington where the patriarch of a household was in the business of home refurbishment and had stockpiled huge amounts of construction materials for homes like windows, beams, piping, etc. The materials were slowly withering either because he died or the business was dying out. There was a portly man in a suit that was advertising for his restaurant, the Chum Bucket. He had a whiny voice and was standing atop some of the construction materials and doing sort of slapstick prank humor on himself and falling over. This was a strange marketing campaign, and I think mama had to explain everything that was going on.

I dreamed this yesterday. At first it was really hard to sleep, but later in the morning i had a few dreams, I can remember 2 or 3
Dream 1: I was in my bed and in the space between my bed and the wall there was a koi koi fish swimming. Of course there was water but I guess I just couldn't feel it. It was really funny to be with this fish, but it had no space to swim so I thought about placing it in a bigger place. I thought about the bathroom, I didn't realize I was dreaming (I think I've never had such an obvious dream sign)

Dream 2: I was with my best friend from childhood, I met him when I was 6 and had to say goodbye at 14. I usually dream about him (Another CLEAR dream sign). I was in his house, which I remember almost perfectly. We went to his room and their parents were sleeping there (weird, DS again). My friend took some weed from under the mattress, when he did this I saw his parents moving a little, so I thought they were going to wake up quickly. We went to the living room then and he started rolling a joint, suddenly I see his mother and I tell him, he nervously tries to finish the joint but couldn't, then I grab it, hide it a little and go to the bathroom to roll in peace. Then I saw the paper my friend was using, it was a glossy black paper (the worst thing you can use to roll a joint, again DS). But I didn't care, I kept rolling, finished and lighted it in the bathroom. I knew my friend was at the other side of the door, then my friend's dad came and started telling my friend something about the smell and telling him to give him the joint, at that moment I was in the bathroom doing the second one.

Dream 3: This one is just weird. My mom woke me up to tell me to call my grandma because some stuff is going on at his place (IRL of course). So I dreamed that I was at my grandma's house and told my grandpa to give me the phone, he does and then I call to the same house I am (I realize about this, but again I can't realize it is a CLEAR DS). Then we have a little conversation. It was really weird because suddenly I started talking to other people, not my grandma/pa, and at some point I could see and read the conversation like if we were chatting by internet instead of talking by the phone (AGAIN DS)

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#800080"]I am in my room and I keep seeing shadows. I get really scared and I yell. Mom comes from the other room, hugs me and asks me what's wrong. I can't talk or move so she takes me to her room. I sit there and I see more shadows and I keep yelling a lot.[/COLOR]
Dream 2 : [COLOR="#800080"]I wake up and I feel the vibrations from the transition and I try to move to get rid of them so I stand up and start to dance.[/COLOR]
Dream 3(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom and a celebrity is teaching us biology. A girl in my class tries to copy all of her poses and she is somehow angry.[/COLOR]
Dream 4(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom(yes, again) with my english teacher and she asks me at what hospital I went(wut).[/COLOR]

Night 6 (Nights 4&5 uneventful)
121813** all approximate: 11 340 545 640
Fragment, I am backing up my car to pick up my mother in law but she keeps reaching out for the car too soon causing me to stop before I get to her. Recalled this around 3:40am during my WBTB. When I go back to bed I do some mantras that "I notice the vibrations" that coincide with me entering most dreams from WILD state...just in case I've lost too much consciousness by the time the vibrations show up, at least that should bring me back to good awareness as I enter the dream. I decide to do some quick SSILD cycles and like FryingMan I decide to experiment with backing off of the cycles and focusing on going to sleep and alternating. I told myself the other day that I was probably experimenting with too many different things but something worked here. It feels like I probably take maybe a little over 30 minutes to get back to REM sleep/vibrations (for me at least) . I am mostly too alert so definitely towards the end I am putting all of my focus on falling
asleep through relaxation. For better or worse I changed positions experimenting with different positions due to a little heel pain that I should probably ice and nip in the bud! I get a longer series of vibrations than normal and I try to nudge them on to peak and push me into the dream but they seem to just keep going longer than normal but eventually they subside and no scene forming immediately, it feels like I'm in the void and I start visualizing a scene with lots of DC's and I settle on a big clothing store that is not too far away so I teleport there and I'm in the store floating just above the ground and it looks like a fairly accurate representation of the actual store except no cash registers at the front just big areas of clothes. I make my way through the store checking out different characters some of them looking at me strange and I start thinking a little more sexually and decide to go invisible. It feels like it worked but I did not
look down on myself I just proceeded. I think that the women's bathroom would be a good place to go but as I start to go in I decide they are not always the most glamorous of places and I back off from there. I find a beautiful woman in the store with really nice brown hazel eyes and I cup my right hand around the right side of her face and can see my hand and she can apparently see me (lost or gave up invisibility or never was invisible) and we do a little dance then I do a little silly dance and I tell her she should do it as well but she looks at me like she is not going to do that, it's not sexy. And she doesn't look like the kind of woman that would try anything silly. Looking back I get the feeling that my lucidity was fading here. Either the dream fades, my recall fades late in the dream or my lucidity does but I'm leaning towards the idea that I faded into a false awakening after the above, but I'm not sure. All I know is I have some additional non-lucid dreams before awakening and recalling, luckily not letting the LD fade from memory
entirely at least! In one of those dreams I was in the old office - the site of which I passed 2 nights ago and thought about - but in the dream it was a combination of the office and a restaurant for some reason. The owner of the restaurant or manager is asking me if I can deliver a couple of packages of business cards on my way out and I look at them and think this is a place in U but I later realized it's in the city several more cities south from there and I said maybe I can get my son to deliver them. How much would you pay him? He said about 7 dollars an hour and I blew that off as an insult and had no plans to follow up with him. I now realize that this is probably day residue from watching a recorded episode of "what would you do" where the owner of a diner or the manager was being rude to one of his workers. Next I saw one of my coworkers eating there on a stool/counter area much like in a diner and he asked me what I was doing and I said I was
just ordering some food and I realized that the time is about 820am (in the dream) and I was supposed to be at work at 8 so as I head towards the back door which is now more like the original old office door and I peek out the back door to see if the boss might be pulling up...when I don't see the boss I run up to my car unlock it with my remote and drive off quickly running late for work to my current office. Hmm... perhaps a false awakening since that is a common theme of FAs - running late for work or school... But it feels like I'm remembering the full dream so I don't know and the running late part and "realization" of being late happened towards the end of the dream not from beginning. ~540 am laying in bed recalling my dreams and jot down some notes in DJ. I drift in and out of sleep and sometime around 630 my wife starts some early morning cuddling and at one point my wife gets a little aggressive and although I'm convinced I'm fully awake I double check with a reality check just in
case and I am indeed awake. I ask her to be more gentle but realize I was probably not responding enough more focusing on getting back to sleep since I get to sleep in later than her and I know she will be getting up to get ready soon so no time for too much with her anyway. 5-10 minutes later I feel my wife get out of bed to get ready and I decide to try to drift off to sleep for another potential lucid dream and I'm finding myself taking a number of minutes to get back to sleep. Wild vibrations again, and again I am not seeing a scene form so I start visualizing the one earlier, the big clothing store and this time I remember the dressing rooms. Last time I was there IWL a cute mom I know was there with her daughter visiting from university who was waiting outside of the dressing rooms so I decide they were there now and I go to check out the mom. I fly up over to the dressing rooms and I can see her in her bra and pants and she is quite sexy I'm floating above
the dressing room area deciding if I want to go down there or move on when I hear what were possibly waking life noises of my son and wife getting ready but I stay calm and I unintentionally but seamlessly teleport back to my house and I go downstairs (in the LD, not IWL) where I was hearing the noise and I see my wife and I tell her let's have a little fun...take off all your clothes and she does and I admire her for a moment and then we do a few things, you know. After a while of that I decide I want to move on to one of my goals to fly to Yosemite National Park. I go out the door and I see the cute neighbor down the street, go check her out for a moment but then move on fairly quickly and I look up at the sky and horizon and think about the direction to Yosemite and start flying at very high speed in that direction. I'm trying to make out some of the features on the ground mostly just green hills and mostly greenish land in a bit of a blur going too fast and it starts getting colder and colder and I decide I am there and slow down rapidly and land on what I decide will be the famous half dome. I can't tell for sure if it is a good representation of half dome because it is gray and snowy all around but I'm definitely high up in the mountains. In my goal I had planned to make it summer if it was not already summer-like when I got there. There is snow everywhere and I think of how Steph was building a snowman related to the tasks of the month that I kind of put on the back burner this month (been mostly camped out in the DILD section of the forums) but sounded fun so I decided to start building a snowman. I built the base snowball about a foot in diameter and then two more each a little bit smaller. I then found two rocks to make his eyes, a stick to make his nose and I was in the process of finding something to make his mouth out of when I started fading back to my bed. I laid still and I could hear my wife going out the front door leaving for the day and figured that may
have been what started waking me up. I tried to re- enter the dream but realized I felt too awake and did not try long. Definitely not a false awakening unless I'm still sleeping right now! Haha. I was so sure I was awake and obviously I am but I should have done my reality check when getting up anyway to catch false awakenings! Too many things that I could put my focus on! Perhaps I should make one point of focus into being kind of like a habit and then move on to the next one but it must still have meaning each time to be effective I'm thinking.

A minor tyrant with some nefarious plan has just provided his elite guard with some new, lethal weapon related to mind control and is staging a private demonstration for two prisoners, people who'd been opposing him. But the guard who's supposed to provide the demonstration, after hearing the tyrant's plans, uses the weapon to kill himself rather than go through with it. The tyrant's reaction to this is mostly just contempt, and he orders one of the other guards to take the dead man's place - but instead, they all kill themselves rather than be involved in this plan. Meanwhile, the two prisoners are set free by the tyrant's heir, a younger brother or nephew, someone who never seemed to take anything very seriously; it turns out that attitude was just an act, allowing him to arrange a rebellion without being suspected. Some seemingly-nonsensical comments he'd made earlier make more sense in light of this.

There's a woman bending over a pool table, two guys - her servants - behind her. A man lounging on a couch opposite her is holding a camera and taking a photo of her, and he's asking her if she's sure she wants to play this way, 2 against 1. The man currently taking his shot tells him to knock it off, the lady knows her own mind. I'm a 3rd person observer, and from where I'm 'standing', I can't see this woman's face clearly, but her hair and her bearing remind me of Janette. I have the feeling I've been looking for Janette for a long time, and I go in for a closer look. There's a resemblance, but it's not her. While I was distracted, the conversation's turned more serious and they've stopped paying attention to the pool game; I get the impression that this is some kind of informal interrogation of this woman, or she's being put on the spot in some way. She's saying, "perhaps we have to suffer, to (justify or maintain or deserve, some word like that) our position." The others don't much care for this theory.

I'm convinced that I didn't go into nREM sleep at all last night. My first dream seemed to last forever and when I woke up, only 30 minutes had passed since I fell asleep. I think that this might have been because I took a deep sleep nap yesterday. Maybe I should do this more often so that I can, ideally, do WILD right as I go to bed and REM lucid dream for 8 hours. I like the sound of that.

I remembered a lot of dreams last night, and I'm sure there were a lot that I don't remember. I'll try to write them in chronological order.

fragment 1:
I was in a giant palace of a house, there were 5 floors. Each floor had a glass balcony that let you look down on the fancy living room below. There was one person on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors. I don't remember who was on the 2nd floor, but I do remember he played an audio tape of some guy dying from a stroke. After it was done playing, an invisible being came and sucked this dark smoke out of him. He fell to the ground, dead. On the 3rd floor, there was a sad man that was moping around. He wore a black T-shirt that had the word VICTIMHOOD written on it in red. Dark smoke was sucked out of him and he died as well. There was a sad girl on the 4th floor, she was cutting her wrists. Death came and sucked the dark smoke out of her, she fell to the floor, dead. On the 5th, there was nobody up there but me. Death came and started sucking the dark smoke out of me. I became lucid, grabbed the neck of this invisible being and sucked my dark smoke back in. I knocked death against the wall with my mind and ran down to the 4th floor. I wanted to resurrect the girl, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I tried to summon her. A small doll of her likeness materialized in front of me. I made the doll grow to human size, and brought it to life as the girl. She had open cuts on her wrists and her throat. I mended them with my mind. There was still a big scar on her throat, but I figured that didn't matter now. I went down to the 3rd floor and I think I gave the sad guy a hug, not quite sure. Went down the 2nd floor and I don't remember what happened. I do remember that as I got down to the bottom floor the dream faded to black and I started to wake up. I didn't want it to end yet, so I made a bright flash of light and created the image of that palace's bottom floor. I then started to dance around as I touched the walls to make it more vivid.

DEILD:
Back on the bottom floor of the palace, I talked to these nice two people that were sitting on couches next to a fireplace. Then started going back upstairs until I got to the 4th floor. That girl was still there. We had sex while a maid, a butler, and a chef watched and laughed their asses off. I started laughing hysterically as well. Not sure what that was all about. I fixed her throat-scar because it was bothering me. I then saw a scene playing out, it was a real-life enactment of the audio tape that was played by the guy on the 2nd floor. A middle-aged Italian man fell on his face, his right leg wasn't working. He managed to stand up after a little bit of a struggle. I noticed that the right side of his face was dropping. He was having a hemorrhagic type stroke. I didn't like watching that, so I went up to the 5th floor again and there was a couch and a giant film screen. I sat down and watched footage from my childhood. It showed how kind and innocent I had been and then it showed how I had once wished that my dad would die. I was very angry at him. It broke my heart to think about that. I woke up

fragment 2:

I was on a beach with a girl and she was flirting with me. She climbed a palm tree and I followed her. We started making out and her brother was there. He didn't like that so much.

fragment 3:

I was in a home for poor children without families and I was a lot younger. We were all sitting around a giant table, talking and getting drunk even though we were all ages 10-15. The guy that owned the home gave us this delicious canned food. He made it and sold it. A man that was writing a book arrived in an old, beat up 280z with pea-green paint. I started talking to him, I don't remember what we said, but I feel like it was about dreaming. I gave him a can of the delicious canned food. He left and I woke up.

Dream 1:

It was a post-apocalyptic world, I was in a city. There were highrises everywhere and a very bleak, gray surrounding. This dream almost definitely got its inspiration from DayZ. I was running around, looking for supplies when I came across a man with a really nice sniper rifle and full tactical SWAT armor. He didn't kill me on site, despite the fact that he could. He gave me a sniper rifle too and we became buddies. He was camping some small garage that had a really nice gun and some grenades laying on the floor. He put a landmine under them so that if someone tried to take them, boom. A couple of guys came along and killed my buddy. The landmine blew them up. I heard zombies coming, attracted by the noise so I ran like hell.

I eventually stumbled onto a group of douche bags. Those kind of guys that kill on sight and laugh their asses off about murdering a lone person when it's 5v1. They started firing on me, I turned invisible (it only lasted for 4 seconds). I shot four of them in the head and the 5th guy shot me in the arm. I started running because the gunfight had attracted an army of zombies. These super zombies and zombie dogs started chasing me, but it wasn't fair. They could run faster than me and they could jump higher than me. I woke up before they could catch me.

Dream 2:

I was in someone's backyard, gardening for them. There was a small cement path behind their house and a huge, white limo drove down the path and stopped about 10 feet from me. The author from the previous dream got out and started talking to me! We both went into his limo to sit down. We started talking about dreams and the talk got fairly philosophical. I won't include it here, but it was very interesting for me. When we were done talking, I got out of his limo and then I woke up.

fragment 4:

I was hanging out with my sister and her buddies. They wanted me to drink but I didn't want to, I almost never drink. I don't like how it makes me feel. They didn't like that, so I left.

fragment 5:

I loved this dream, was very similar to Dark Souls. I started in a cave, it was dark but there were candles on the wall. I was wearing full, metallic, knight armor and I was carrying around an enormous sword. After wandering for awhile, I came to a statue. I touched it and it glowed red and started vibrating. The entire cave started to shake and the statue turned into an ancient King. The dude was pissed, he started lunging at me with his rapier. We had an epic battle for awhile but he beat me. It was close though!

Dream 3:

This was a false awakening from the last RPG dream. I got on DV to type up the dreams while I still remembered, but something went wrong and it only posted one dream. Then I woke up for real.

Date: 12/18/13
Method: MILD & WBTB (Failed)
Total sleep time: Around 7 hours.

I was working with my husband in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) and we were about to receive twin babies born premature at twenty three weeks gestation (I use to work in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit as a Therapist) and we were needed immediately to put the babies on breathing machines (ventilator). Both babies weighed less than a pound so their survival was going depend on a lot of drugs and machines. We were working very hard and blood was everywhere, but after hours of intense labor…the babies survived .

Note: Why am I dreaming so much about babies??? Am I pregnant ???

This was my dream from last night/this morning.


I am at a hotel meeting up with my step mother so I can visit my youngest siblings. Unfortunately my biological father is there who has recently disowned me (in real life due to the fact I dyed my hair). My mother is also somewhere here in the hotel and I am left a note to go to her room which is either room five or six. My father glares down at me from behind his wife's back refusing to address me verbally and though it stings I quickly pass it off. My step mother announces that they will be right back and gathers the kids. I sit there waiting until I hear the elevator behind me ding open. I turn just in time to see them scurry inside in an attempt to leave me behind. They've ditched me.

I have nothing better to do but try to find my mothers room and sleep there for the night. I have no where else to go, but I can't find anyone or any rooms. Just a series of halls and doors. Pain from being shunned burns in my chest until I break down and bawl. There is a crushing sense of loneliness and fear that presses against me. That is until I feel something brush against me. Looking around I find nothing but have a chill up my spine.

I continue to wander until I hear the shouts of my father. I find him look horrified in a corner; face pale as death. There is nothing around him. Without thinking I rush up to him to see if he's alright. He's shaken but brushes me off quickly. That is until my little brother rushes up to me, my two other siblings and step mother in tow. They all are shook up but no one seems to know why.

They allow me to travel with them as we try to find a way out of this hotel. Instead we find ourselves in the basement. The air is so heavy you can feel it pressing against you, weighting you down. There's a hard knot of fear in my stomach and I can tell we're all feeling it. I see something out of the corner of my eyes, a shadow moving against the wall. My father cries out in fear once again but no one sees anything once more. We keep moving but find no exit just an overwhelming feeling of doom. Suddenly a creature rushed out from the corner and throws my father across the room. As it stands still where he once was I can see a twisted form a boy, flesh half rotted away and hallow eyes. There is so much rage pouring off of him that I flinch. My step mother and siblings are cowering in a corner as my father just mumbles on the ground that this cant be real.

The boy-creature screams; "You killed me!" And throws my father against a wall. From there it was like a movie was being played out. A younger version of my father in a hotel room. His movements are jerky as sways. He's very visibly intoxicated. On the bed is a small boy, probably around my littlest brothers age of seven, there is fear in his eyes but he doesn't dare to move. My father stumbles and falls onto the bed next to the boy who cringes but doesn't move. They stay like this for what seems like an eternity. Finally the boy slides off, kneeling down to check on my father.

"Father?" he whispers.

My father wakes up with a start and grabs the boy by his throat and dragging him onto the bed. There are tears in the boys eyes I watch the scene play out. Watch with every agonizing moment that my father crushed his windpipe and stumbled out of the room. Leaving his lifeless body behind.

There is an overwhelming sense of outrage from me. All my anger pouring out as my vision clears and I see the weeping man on the floor. The ghost boy lunges for him once again but I come in between the two. Flinging the boy off in one direction and protecting my father behind me.

"You are a worthless father, he should have his revenge and end your life now!" I scream back at the cowering form, "But a life for a life doesn't balance out. You should have to live with your sins." The ghost boy is thrashing around me but cannot seem to get near me. Suddenly a dog appears out of nowhere, lifeless and crippled. Words fall out of my mouth though I don't know them. All I know is that i begin to bind the boy to the dog and the dog to my father. They cannot hurt each other physically but forced to be by each others side for the rest my fathers mortal life.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

So, it's been about 4 months since I've logged anything on here. I stopped because with school, I don't usually get enough sleep. While that is the case, I've decided to start again and maybe go to bed earlier or something :3 either way, here's some fragments from last night:

Fragments:
I'm playing Rust with a friend. We have just made it to some small island in the middle of a lake. We start to collect materials and he then decides to hit me with a rock. This drains about half of my health so i decide to kill him. He eventually comes back with a friend and we travel to a nearby forest. The trees are incredibly tall and the game changes to the format of Guild Wars 2.

I'm in my house on my bed. My band teacher is recovering in the room next to me. I make some remark about him missing work.

I'm in a game of Trouble in Terrorist Town. The map is a dungeon/cave. I'm the detective. As i go to examine a body, it teleports me to a room in which i slowly fall to my death. However, i manage to dodge the traps as i fall and make it to a teleporter at the bottom. I then kill two traitors and capture the last one.

I was shopping at walmart and was actually on my way out when my dad stops me and forces me to go talk to one of the managers. Apparently, i was shoplifting ( which i wasn't) and i was forced to sell six pens. I sell all six and then they make me play some weird game similar to Racquetball.

Throughout these past four years I have been plagued with dreams of a man whose face and name I do not know, well did not know. He'd always be chasing me and I fleeing. Small tests here and there that always bore his mark and the plot line always went the same. He was coming to get me and I was terrified.

This past dream was different and I remember it with vivid clarity.


Recently I have moved back to an old childhood town and my step father resides in town and that is how this dream begins.


My step father is coming to get me to spend some time together; leaving my boyfriend behind in his car as I jump into my fathers truck. We make small talk nothing very interesting but he tells me he's taking me somewhere to meet some of his friends. We pull up into a trailer park and up to what seems like a normal home. As usual I am filled with anxiety about being around people I don't know but reluctantly get out of the truck and follow him inside the trailer. Inside it's huge, the living room sinks down and is filled with shelves full of books and of course-- people. So many people in such a small area. My step father urges me forward and introduces me to the crowd. A woman who is around my father's age steps forward and says she has a son about my age and that I should meet him. I say nothing but look around at the several guys who seem to be about my age. Finally a boy steps forward.

He's only a little taller than me. Average build with dark hair that's about shaggy but not super long. His eyes are sharp and cold. He tells me to follow him and willingly I do to another room which is also filled with books. He's idly scanning the shelves while talking to me. I ask him his age and he says he's at least 10 years older. I in turn ask him how old he thinks I am. Casually he responds, "16." I scoff and reply that I am 22 at this he grins.

I find myself at a table and he's sitting across from me. Asking me my name, date of birth and all sorts of questions. I remember being annoyed but answering honestly. The boy sighs and pulls out a piece of paper and begin to scribble down a bunch of numbers. "This can't be." He says and seems to go over the numbers once again. "Your number comes out to 666." I'm not shocked but simply shrug. He on the other hand seems thoroughly amused. More questions pass before he slides a piece of paper towards me with ten questions on it. He tells me that I to fill these questions out but as soon as I read the last one he tells me that the answers are already filled out on the back.

His answers read:
1.It doesn't matter what you think of yourself only what I think of you.
2. Part of you belong to me.

That's as far I read because I go to ask him what parts but then my alarm goes off and wake me up.



Once again I am left with a strange overwhelming feeling and can't shake it until the next day. It's the same feeling I always wake up after dreaming about mystery man before. I just wish I knew why.

I remember that I had this dream long ago. I woke up in my bed and my house became one big open world map with interesting things. In the room I woke up was nothing special.
I went into the bathroom and it turns out that It was now a store for sprays and perfumes.
I remember in this last dream, I remember that the monkey that sold and bought slaves from Planets of the Apes 2001 offered my drinks that could do incredible stuff. But I turned it all down that dream. I don't remember why but there was this one drink in particular that I wanted it. So i ask the bathroom shopkeeper where the ape was and he said that it was out of business. I guess one of his employees told me that He left town already and wasn't going to be back anymore. She said to go and meet the doctor because she knows where he is. So apparently, one of the bedrooms was now a clinic. I entered it and saw Wynn from Dragon Age Origins as the doctor. I told her what happened and she said that she'll show me where the monkey is.
She then just collapsed into the floor and a minimap appeared at the top corner of my vision. I was looking at every direction that she went. She then asked "You can see where I am?"
And I lied and said Yes, although the truth was I was just looking at the minimap to see where she was.
And then I saw a point of view from what they call the Fade and It was scary-looking.
She keep having to destroy evil spirits that comes close to her. And then It eventually turned into a face off between Black Spiderman, Feddy Kureger, and Jason Voorhees although this Jason was Ultra fast.
Spiderman then got separated into a black spiderman and normal spiderman.
It turned out that I was black spiderman. They were all like "you dont need this Symbio of you. Why dont we get rid of this thing before we settle our differences." They all looked towards me and tried to kill me. Luckily, I think, I had the agility that spiderman has so I escaped them. The dream went on for quite a while then I woke up.