non-lucid

Jan 10, 2013

Dream:

It's in the middle of the night, I'm standing in the kitchin and it's dark outside while the light is on inside so I can pretty much just see the reflection of myself when I look out the window. I think I'm on my way to the bathroom or going to grab some food from the fridge (I've walked this exact route so many times I can actually walk it with closed eyes, tried and tested).
As I'm walking I get this feeling, like someone is watching me, so I look out the windows and I see a dark silhuet standing just outside, but I can't see it properly so I switch off the lights and look out the window again. As I look into two tiny black demon like eyes my heart starts beating faster and I'm having a hard time breathing. I'm struck by a loud high pitched noice. It's so loud that I'm deafened by it and I'm literally paralyzed for what feels like an eternity but in reality was more like seconds. My eyes are locked with the eyes of this creature. It feels like I'm getting drawn into the bottomless void that is it's eyes and I'm filled with stress and anxiety. It's as if I'm about to burst.
But then with a snap of the fingers I'm freed from it's grasp as it turns away from me and start walking. My angst is instantly relieved to some extent and I can move again though with great effort as my body is still weary and I have to lean against the kitchen table to remain on my feet.
The entety has seems to have grown smaller only about a few feet high and it seems confused or panicy like it is just as afraid of me as I am of it. It doesn't move in a straight line and it moves weird. It seems as if it can't bend his legs and it's arms are stiff down the sides. The way it moves actually resemble the way a penguin would move. A vicious demon penguin of evil anyway.
It's dressed like Chapin so i guess 'it' must be a 'he' and his head is completely unproportionate. It's huge compared to the body. The head alone makes it for atleast one third of his height. His face looks as if it where painted on, he looks very old with long wrinkles like the rings on a tree stub. He has a blank expression on his face and pale skin.
I'm still having trouble breathing properly, the pitched noice is still there and my hearth is still pulsing through the roof.
I'm trying to yell out to this demonic midget or whatever it is, but I can't. I'm yelling so hard that my chest is getting sore but no sound escapes my mouth. My efforts are brought to a halt as the noice increases in volume, louder than ever. My hearth is pounding away faster and faster for every second and I seem to lack the ability to breath. My legs are tremblind beneath me and i seem to be on the verge of a collapse as the creature turns around slowly. I stare helplessly at it as I'm paralyzed once more. At the moment where our eyes are locked the noice, my breathing, my hearth, everything just explodes everything becomes a dark blur as I in my bed.


Notes:

As I woke up I was breathing really fast and my pulse was definelty faster than usual. Though I realized pretty much instantly that it had just been a dream so i closed my eyes quickly and relazed all my muscles to try and recollect the dream. I seemed to remember some fragments of an earlier dream that night aswell. Namely it seemed like Charles 'the Demon Midget' Chaplin had been haunting me in an earlier dream aswell. All I could see though was a flashing image of 'Chaplin' on a brighter background. Could have been my imagination i guess.

I haven't had a nightmare since i was a kid, and much less have I actually woke up from one. (as far as i can remember)
I used to have nightmares somewhat often and i was scared of the dark and everything. I can't honeslty say that I don't feel weird about darkness anymore though I'm easely supressing any weird feelings with logic. I have often experienced my fantasy making me imagine there would be someone watching me at exactly the spot Chaplin 'the Demon Midget' was standing at (just about a yard from the kitchen window). But again I've had no problems brushing it off as mere fantasy.

I have never had very good dream recall as far as I can remember, but then again i don't remember much from when i was a kid. I never remember more than maybe 1 dream each month.

That is why I was and am focusing on gaining a good dream recall before trying seriously for lucidity.

This dream occured after about 2 hours of sleep on the very first night that i attempted to do anything about my dreams.
I had been researching a lot on lucid dreaming and I was very intent to at the very least recall a dream that night. I also tried to perform a WILD, knowing I would probably fail. And sure i did fail but I had some very interesting hypnogogia before i fell asleep. Furthermore i had set my phones alarm to 4:30 am to attempt the WBTB tecknique.

I suppose it the sum of all this preperation and my state of mind that caused me to have this extremely vivid dream.
By far the most vivid dream I remember. The fact that I hardly ever recall my dreams (even when I do recall dreams they are more like fragments and certainly not very vivid) and the fact that it caused me to wake up (a thing no dream has done to me for several years) all made me truly believe that lucidity is very much possible for me.

This made me sign up here on dreamviews, cause now I'm officially working towards my first lucid dream!

ps. I've uploaded a web cam photo of the drawning I made of Chaplin. ( keep in mind it was drawn at about 1:30 am )

pps. Sorry if there are any spelling or grammar errors. The text is too long for me to look through at the moment. Maybe I'll revisit it later to correct errors.

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I'm on the west side of Barton Springs Pool and it's late...or early....not really sure but the surroundings are dark. The normal fences that encompass the pool don't seem to be effective barriers any longer as I watch a police car drive along the edges of the pool, patrolling the area for vandals and hooligans.
I happen to know someone is across the pool from where I'm standing and I wonder if the officer will notice and what he may try to do to stop the person. As I'm thinking this he turns on his spotlight and shines it across the way. Unfortunately his bean does not illuminate the person I can see and the officer eventually gives up his search.
While his light is on I can see his face and I recognize the officer as a man I know, a police officer in real life. I don't often get to see him in uniform and he appears more...sturdy, than I'm used to seeing him.
As he begins to drive off I turn on my small but powerful LED flashlight and point it across the pool. It's beam is far brighter than the officer's spotlight, I note with a mix of pride and sadness, and I can clearly see every detail, including the man lurking across the pool. He is dissheveled, tall and thin, and wearing a light grey casual business suit. His facial hair suggests he hasn't seen a mirror in quite some time and I suspect he in on the run from someone or something, a feeling which grows as I see him protectively clutching an object to his chest as though he feared its loss.
Out of kindness or pity I turn my light off but I can still see the man, the darkness which previously seemed pervasive now replaced by an odd twilight effect. I know this can't be real but I don't seem to be bothered by it all that much.
I wake up and the dream is replaced by the sound of traffic and construction equipment operating half-a-block away. Just a tiny dream.

Dream - Lucid


Vampires turning other people into vampires. That's all I recall on this one.

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We were having a huge Thanksgiving at my house, not just with my family, but people I went to high school with as well; it was like we were having a high school reunion on Thanksgiving. It started out with just my family being there though. I remember my uncle being there, but no other specifics.

The dining room table was set, and people started to show up, coming through the front door. I can't really remember specifics, not until Nick B. and Olivia showed up. I saw Nick B.'s sister, Rachel B., come in as well. Nick B. was the first guy I ever kissed IWL, and Olivia and I have never gotten along (Nick B. would go back and forth between us in middle school). Olivia looked as I remember her in high school, though she looks quite different now IWL. They walked in when it was already pretty crowded, letting themselves in as everyone else had been doing. I caught a glimpse of Nick as he walked by with Olivia behind him, but he would not make eye contact with me, which wasn't really surprising, but...why was he at my house, at this reunion, if he wasn't going to at least say hello? I kept on catching glimpses of him, but no matter how many times I'd look right at him, he would not make eye contact; I was being completely ignored.

Then, I went into the dining room, and there were many people sitting and standing around the table to eat; there was certainly not enough room for everyone to sit down, much less convene in the dining room. I thought about this for a second. I remember sitting down at the table for a little bit, but then, I got really upset about being completely ignored by Nick B., so I got up with my plate and went and sat in a closet with floor-to-ceiling shelves that were full of stuff in a room that doesn't exist in my house IWL. I sat with my back to a wall and my knees to my chest, and just cried.

My uncle then came by the closet, and asked why I was eating alone. I don't remember much of this exchange, but I found out that most of the people had left. I guessed it was because they were going to spend Thanksgiving with their families. I remember going into the dining room and seeing significantly less people. Nick B. and Olivia had also left, I assumed.

I then was out looking for Nick in what I suppose was supposed to be his neighborhood (looked nothing like it does IWL). I was walking the street; the sky was grey, but it was daytime. I didn't see anyone out.

I then spotted Nick B. a bit in the distance. I went after him; I had to find out why he had even come to the reunion at MY house if he was going to just ignore me. I also wanted to find out why the hell he had Olivia with him...again, in MY house. I caught up with him and got his attention. I started to ask what was up, and he just looked at me and kept going. I followed him, badgering him with questions; I was determined to find out what the hell was going on. He would not answer me. He went up the driveway to a house, towards the garage, and I followed him, continuing to ask him what was wrong and why he was ignoring me. He stopped and started to work with something in the driveway, though I don't remember what it was. I kept asking him over and over. He would talk to me, but barely. He never provided me with an explanation for his actions.

Someone then came up to him and said something to him. They then left. That seemed to get him to talk to me some more for some reason. We then seemed to be on a sidewalk leading up to a front door on the other side of the street. I asked him why he had brought Olivia, and he said she told him if she brought him, she'd do some "sexual favors" for him. As he was saying this, he was looking down at a piece of notebook paper that had been folded up at some point. It made more sense now as to why he brought her. He talked a bit more to me, but I never really got a solid explanation as to what was going on.

I was spending a few nights out in Vegas. I'm not sure how it happened but I felt famous when I was on some kind of flying transportation flying over the city viewing all the shiny night lights.

Later, I landed in front of a parking lot somewhere in the middle of the city. It was this time when I knew I had a lot of attention on me. There was this one guy who was with me, trying to convince me to sign a sort of contract that can change the way I look like when out in the public. I listened to him and for some reason I thought of the name "Altaer" at that time.

Later, I felt in a whole new place. I was somewhere in the city exploring. I saw this man who was trying to sell me something. It was something that I've seen before. It was a box full of cards, albums maybe. I'm not sure what they were. I decided to get one just to see what they were. The man told me that there was something special about these things. It had something to do with a girl, I think of Janna but I'm still not sure. This girl, she doesn't seem so special but it did.

Nuclear Bomb

I was looking at the scenery towards the North Georgia mountains. It looked like I was about a hundred miles away.



I turned in what I guess was the opposite direction. Pine trees were in the foreground. I walked about 10 feet to see beyond them and I saw the most beautiful mountains I'd ever seen. They were snow-capped mountains that looked like the Rockies.

These mountains were tall. The Georgia mountains were pretty small. These mountains were like what you see in Colorado. They must have been a half a days travel, but they were fantastic.

I thought I saw a Bald Eagle, but it wasn't vivid. Then there were several large birds. I tried to take a picture with my phone. I was going to take a picture of the mountains and a bird, but then a bird flew out of the scene of the mountain. I turned to take a picture of this bird, but between the bird flying and my crappy phone, I couldn't get the picture.

I decided to just snap the beautiful picture of the mountains. I was really in awe. I wanted to move my home closer to them. I struggled to find that same wide view of the mountains, climbing in the bed of my truck, around some junk I had in the bed, and found the shot. Then I heard a boom. Someone had hit the U.S. with a nuclear bomb.

The bomb hit a few miles from the mountains. My heart sank. I looked for the mushroom cloud but didn't see it, so I tried to snap the picture. As I was finding focus, the mountains were obscured by redish smoke. I felt as bad that such a beautiful scene was ruined as I did that we were hit by a nuke.

I got back in the truck as I received a message from my mom (whom I do not talk to IWL.) As her message came in, I had brought up some other function on my phone.

In a nearby field, the nuclear bomb had turned into a rain storm. Someone playing soccer fell in a hole and was climbing out. The hole had appeared due to the rain storm.

As I was leaving, someone I knew only in this dream, started walking backwards in front of me showing me advertisements to his pizza joint. He said he'd give me 2 pieces of pizza if I would find two pieces of pizza in the ladies car behind me that they didn't want, or just two pieces of pizza in their car or something. I was hesitant.

I asked if she was pretty. The person said, "She used to be." Then I realized she was a friend (in the dream.) She asked what we were saying. I didn't want her to figure out what he had said. As I looked in her car, I saw she was fat, but she was chewing on a new, hot pizza. It was too late though. I couldn't "find" that pizza because I'd already seen it.

I drove on and passed a pond near my home/destination. I stopped and got out and I was then with someone at the other end of the pond. The pond was red from Georgia red clay. We discussed the possibility of fish being in it.

Dream Skip

I'm in a tractor trailer and I was stopped by the police. I find myself with an OGFJ. She saw I had a picture of her when she was going through something bad. She got mad at me for having it and ripped it up.

I started crying because I don't have many pictures of her, and she is no longer with me. We argued about it, though not yelling, for some time. I was really broken up to be near her but not with her. (I haven't dated her for 16 years IWL, but she was the one.)

There is a lady cop. She asks for support to come. There are lots of people around, though nobody is threatening at all. When the other cop gets there, I'm upset about J. He asks where the other damaged vehicle is and I said there was no other vehicle. They decide to let me go.

The End

Mom Dreaming

My mother had a hypnogogic jerk, hit her hand on the night stand, and woke up. Then I saw the scene from the beginning. My mother was typing on a number pad. She had a hand brace on. Her hand looked thin and not quite right. It's a shame I didn't go lucid.

Slowly her hand drifted off the keyboard. She fell asleep. She never hit the table, but it would have been then that she had her hypnogogic jerk and hit her hand...except thinking about it, she already had a hand brace on which was probably because she had hit her hand the first time the dream played out.

I explained to her what had happened. She didn't believe she had been dreaming. I explained to her that we (the DV community) log and record our dreams and track dream signs. I explained that I had waken up at either 2:48 or 3:48 to log the Nuclear Bomb dream above.

The End

Guys and Dolls

I dreamed of a girl who had discussed me putting my hands on her hips. I ended up with another girl. I put my hands on her hips but she wasn't receptive. I explained I was thinking of someone else. I thought that would make her think better of me as someone else wanted me.

I looked around the kitchen where we were and saw several blue pictures. This is really the reason I'm logging this dream. The pictures were vivid and bright.

The End

Messed Up Laptop

I had a laptop with round keys. Many of the keys had popped up on a kind of plastic stick. They stood up about a half an inch.

They popped up because they had gotten wet. I pushed them down one by one and most would stay down. Some would pop back up. Apparently they hadn't dried out yet. I tried to push them down again because I was nervous that the laptop wouldn't work .

I have had a few naps while attempting WILDs, only one was successful.

Non-lucid nap #1:

I was going into some sort of building, some other people was following me and there was soldier squad as well. There was talk while we was walking through corridors that every new creature we encounter gets numbered and that we should do something with that(don't remember much). At some point in the room we have encountered those 'new creatures', soldiers killed them with shotguns and we have added them to the numbered 'list'(can't remember how they looked, i think number was around 350'ish).
Then we went to another room, there was pool and bunch of creatures different from previous ones, they were pink skinny things, had no eyes, tentacles instead of mouth and they had 2 chicken-like, but meaty, legs. Soldiers shotgun'd those too and we have added them to the 'list' as well, one of creatures fell into pool while dying and exploded upon contact with water. After a while, everyone suddenly started dissipating and the dream ended.

Non-lucid nap #2:

I was in my room, watching something on the monitor, it was about discovery of the creatures #352, 353, 354, 355 and that they have lost contact with one of the teams(i guess my dreams were linked somehow). Then i went to different room and there was another video playing on monitor: basically there was a box with insects and such, and a bit of water. Miniature version of creature from previous dream was dropped into the box as well, it exploded after touching water and insects in the box started dissipating, dream ends.

WILD nap:

Starts with false awakening in my room, i immediately confirm that i am in dream due to stuff in the room being positioned completely differently. Mom was in the room and she was doing something with the windows. Suddenly part of the white window curtain separates and flies around like a butterfly! I look at it flying around for some time, and then suddenly mom asks: "Son?", in very very echoed deep voice. I try to respond: "What?", but apparently i can't manage to talk for some reason(probably because dream started fading). I attempt to stabilize it(should have done that earlier), but it's too late and i wake up.

01/10/13

The Tower and the Templars
I am in my Fire Valkyrie heading for the moon. I land on the moon and spend some time looking around before I remember plans to meet up with MoSh in a Dark Tower dream. I decide to find a Dark Tower dream and then try to pull MoSh into it. I open a portal while focused on my intent. I go through the portal and find I have ended up in the right place. There is a field of red roses surrounding a tall tower.

Though it has been a long while since I have read the Dark Tower series I know I have ended up in the right place. Now to get MoSh here. I am about to focus on a portal to find MoSh when I realize I am not alone there. I see there is a group of people there with me, quite a few men are standing around wearing the symbol of the Templars from Assassin's Creed. Wtf? I ask one that looks like he's in charge what they are doing there. He says they have had enough of my interference and I am to stop interfering in their affairs immediately. I point at the tower and ask what the fuck he thinks that is. I tell him he is in the wrong dream, this is a Dark Tower dream, not an Assassin's Creed dream, so go away. He says they're going to make sure I don't interfere with them any more. I point at the tower again. Dark Tower dream. You know the poem, Child Roland to the Dark Tower Came? The Stephen King Dark Tower series? So unless the Crimson King is really a fucking Templar they need to just go away. I turn away from the Templars to focus on the Dark Tower dream I want to have. I need to summon MoSh. The Templars are making themselves really hard to ignore. One of them is right next to me talking in my ear practically. He is making threats, saying nothing good can come of interfering with them. I finally said ok, if they are so determined to have my attention… I open a portal and I see Roland of Gilead shooting bad guys with his two big revolvers.

I pull a surprised Roland through the portal, and it closes behind him. He stares at me, I just tell him I can help him, I just need his help first. I point at the Templars and says they are trying to keep him from the Tower. In case he didn't believe me, one of the Templars shoots at Roland with a wimpy gun. I summon up a revolver that is size appropriate to me, Roland and I start taking out Templars. Roland's guns sound like cannons. And it seems he can't miss the target. Templars fall one by one, I even manage to hit a few of them. Finally the Templars are gone. Roland looks like he is about to say something when he sees the tower and he is struck silent. I tell him I know what has been missing when he reaches the tower. I remember to summon MoSh. I open a portal with the intent to find MoSh. A portal opens and I see MoSh wandering around on the other side. I pull him through and point at the dark tower. Roland wants to know who I am and who MoSh is. I summon up a Horn of Eld.

I tell Roland to blow the horn when he gets to the top of the tower. He says there's still the Crimson King. Well then we'd best get moving. So MoSh, Roland, and I start heading for the Dark Tower. There are more Templars in the way. I tell them Stephen King did not write Templars into the Dark Tower series, so GET LOST! Roland doesn't bother with talking… he starts shooting. I toss MoSh a gun and tell him to shoot a Templar. I don't think he is lucid. I shoot a Templar, then he starts shooting Templars. Roland is by far the best shot of the three of us. Roland and MoSh are ready to continue to the tower, but I wake up.

Let It Snow
I am in my best friend's house. I have just spent the night and I am waking up in the morning on my air mattress. Alicia is over by the window and when she sees I am awake she gets my attention immediately. She says it snowed last night. I get out of bed and look out the window. Sure enough the entire neighborhood is blanketed in white. I get dressed quickly and then Alicia and I go outside to check it out. I am surprised at how much snow there is. I decide I need to take some photos of this, after all it isn't that often that Tucson, Arizona gets a significant amount of snow. Alicia wants to make a snowman. I look around at the snow covered trees. The snow has melted some and then frozen again, creating glistening icicles hanging from all the branches. The sun is reflecting off of the icicles creating prism rainbows. It is really very beautiful. I tell Alicia I'm going to take some photos. I head down the road, using my digital camera to take some still shots. I then take some short video clips so I can see the light reflecting off of the icicles. I am with Alicia when we go to a spot underneath an overpass. I am not sure why we are there but I see there is a small pond of water gathered there that has frozen over. Alicia starts ice skating on the pond. I look around the edge of the pond until I find a small trickle of flowing water. There is a fish. There isn't enough water for the fish to survive. It is flopping around a lot. I want to save the fish. I see the water is flowing down a storm drain where there is a considerable flow of water, so I pick up the fish gently and put it down the storm drain into the water. Alicia is still ice skating so I decide to go take some more photos and videos. I keep doing that until I wake up.

NON LUCID
My dreams has become more vivid

Dream 1

I had been at home, where I grew up. Standing in the room I watched through the window south. There there two suns, and it seemed like I am seeing it through a camera lenses, filming it. The picture was like under vintage camera effect, a bit shaky and colourful noise.
I went to the opposite room and seen two moons there in the sky. It wasn't dark, but moons were visible clearly.
I went outside to the balcony and noticed I have a camera, I started taking pictures of the two suns but I could not get the right angle.
I went behind the building and started filming/taking pictures from there. As I was doing it I noticed that one of the suns are getting bigger and bigger. In short time it reached earth and I could see visible, yet transparent plasma ball expanding towards me. It did not have any destructive power, but I got afraid it will touch me so I ran behind the corner and hid in the shadow. I could see a bit of plasma ball heading from the corner, but then it stopped and stayed there. It looked very organic and intelligent, like it knew exactly what it was doing.
I took pictures at it knowing there is nothing else I can do but it expanded no more.

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Dream 2

I was driving a car in a big city. Streets there unusual big and it had a lot of tram rails to all directions with very little of tarmac for cars. There was buildings in front of me where road took two different directions, but I seemed not to get any closer no matter how long I was driving. I had a feeling police is after me although I could not see any car in sight.

Thursday
11/1

I am in my room cutting a plastic mouse with scissors. Starts out retarded I know. John comes home drunk and throws my brother Michael onto my bed, playing around.

Dream gap

I am in our kitchen now cutting another plastic mouse in half (wtf??). Michael is watching TV when all of the sudden John comes into the kitchen and grabs him and carries him into my room to throw him on the bed.

Dream gap

I am now in the back room sitting on the sofa thing and John asks me if I used the scissors because they were bent up. I told him that I had only cut two plastic mice in half so it wasn't me. I hear mom talking about us going to our dad's Christmas dinner. My aunt Stacey walks in and then my dad does, who I think is there to pick us up. Mom and John start talking about somebody named Hunter and his family in a bad way. She was saying stuff like "I'm glad I'm not going over there with them" and calling them bad people and such. I was getting angry because I knew they weren't bad people. Everybody starts getting angry with me because I don't agree and even dad jumps in at one point which doesn't make sense cause they are at his house. I kept on saying I wasn't going to call them bad people because I knew them and dad grabbed my arm. I pushed him off me and he almost falls over. I tell him that I am sorry because my dad has a really bad temper and I don't want to fuck with him. He acts like it didn't happen and starts searching my pockets to take my phone away like he usually does. Mom tells him to search my room which I definitely do not want to happen. I grab my shit out of his hands, pissed at this point and walk off.
I then wake up in my room as a false awakening. I am in bed when I hear my grandma, Madison and her sister Adrian come in to the house. I am trying to hurry up and finish recording my dream in my notebook. Adrian walks in and gets up on my bed and stands to show me something. I had it all made and didn't want her to mess it up so I told her to get off and stand in front of my bed instead. That's it.

My cousin Madison and other school friends are throwing me a B-day party at my house out in the front yard. I'm pretty sure I am in my underwear the whole time, but with a black blanket wrapped around like a toga. Skipping the first part because I cant remember, I am up in front of all the party goers. We are performing some song, I have a pole with a small round, brown ritual looking drum on top of it sticking in the ground in front of me. I had two long ass drum sticks with the white round padding on top. Everybody else has instruments as well and Madison starts off first with her snare drum. I would come in at some point like I knew what I was doing in the dream. I seriously don't know what we were doing. It seemed we were performing a ceremony (or some shit) and everybody was playing along. I am lying against a stack of tires that were randomly in my yard afterwards, half asleep. Madison comes over to wake me up about some problem she needs help with. I follow her to the front door of my house and my brother Miles shows me that we are locked outside. They said our drunk parents locked us out of the house on accident. I open the screen in the first window of the two windows next to the front door which lead to the living room. I open the window which is unlocked and climb through. I get in and can see my Mom's bedroom door is shut with the light on underneath. I expect a drunk orgy to be going on as I am wondering if all the adults are in there together. I look through the vent above the door and see nobody in the room. I walk in and find nobody but as I'm walking away from the room I hear Miles talking to mom who was asleep, even though I just checked. She didn't know where everybody had went. I travel the rest of the house which looks nothing like my house like the first part did. The dream fades as we are looking for the other parents.

10.01.2013

Two Executioners After Me (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a Resident Evil 4 and 5 themed dream, and I believe I'm walking along with someone who's my partner. I ask them to be cautious of the Las Plagas enemies and any other random enemies; I even tell them that killing one enemy a certain way would be easier in the long run.

I believe it was the Las Plagas enemy in the game that wears a red robe, and he wasn't wearing the mask in the pic below:

I realized I'm all alone now, and I'm walking inside of a dark hallway with white floors and gray walls. It seems there was something in this hallway I was going to get, but I don't have really good recall of it.

The dream shifts where I decide to turn around and get out, and there's two Executioners in front of me that have mid-ranged weapons connected by chains.

The environment outside looks like a derived section of the Village section in Resident Evil 4, and the skies are dark brown with thunder randomly appearing. There are dark brown trees with no leaves whatsoever, and the surface is mixed with autumn leaves and a dirt trail in the middle.

I try to see what they're going to do, and it seems they're going to take turns in trying to kill me, so it's basically a 1 vs 1 encounter.

I don't know why the other one in the left is here, but I focus my attention on the one to the right because he flings things large metal start spiked object at me, and I'm deflecting it with something I can't recall too well.

I hear the metal clanks, and I can feel the aggressive force this executioner is exerting when using the chained weapon at me. I bounce back, and I'm honestly having a hard time, and since he has two of these weapons, I have to keep myself aware even after I deflect one weapon.

It took him maybe 2-3 seconds to chain the attacks together before taking a 4 second break to prepare for another chain, and there were two moments where I almost got injured.

I keep deflecting the attacks, literally on my toes having to spatially expand my awareness. I don't know what I do next, but I get used to his attacks and I presume that I would make a final kill somehow before I have to deal with the one on the left.

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10.01.2013

Cowboy Bebop Final Episode Simulation (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember being at an elevator, pressing the up or down button on the glossed dark brown panel.

The elevator dings, and random men in black suits start aiming their guns at me from both elevator doors.

I duck for cover somehow and kill them off, and I can't really feel myself being injured or anything like that. I try to press the button several times after dealing with this onslaught, and it just keeps going and going maybe 2-3 times....I can't remember anything after that.

I was back in high school and I remembered a lot of the girls I never talked to were noticing me and trying to talk with me. I remember walking by Megan which also gave me a look as I passed by. I walked into Alana which stopped me and just started chatting with me.

Dream gap

I remember following Courtney, a beautiful girl that was in my class, down the hallway because she was leading me to go talk to her or something. My friend Robert was going to class with other students and told me about some show or something he wanted to show me later. I then continued to follow Courtney.

Dream gap

My friends and I want to do a prank or whatever the fuck it is. We would play Staying Alive by the Bee Gees in a set of headphones and each person would dance to the beat as we walked separately. Watch Night at the Roxbury, something like that. I saw my friends doing it as I proceeded down the hallway and even saw Courtney doing it. I tried showing off my moves.

Dream gap

At some point I can't remember where I got it, but I was carrying Levi's awesome rasta bong, its a big one, around the school. It is thick glass with the rasta colors swirling down it and see transparent in between swirls. It has a black outer ring that swirls around the top to the bottom piece which is the base, also black. I get to my class and realize that I have a bong in my hand and can't carry it into class (should've realized it was a dream then). I try to hide it outside of the room, but the bell is about to ring. I proceed to carry it into class without worry of being arrested. I set it down on a chair next to Josey and he mentions he likes it. I tell him it is my friends. I remember looking at the part around where the slider sits in the hole and there is caked resin under the slider. I was surprised how much there really was on there. I then grab it and put it next to my seat as class starts. I'm sitting next to the wall and on the other side is my friend Raigen. The lights are off in the room and Mrs. Hinesly's desk is up at the front ( she is the study hall teacher). The room also looks like a classroom from Hogwarts with stone as the floors and walls and stuff like that (wtf is up with Harry Potter today?). I end up lighting up a blunt or joint during class and the teacher asks who is siting next to the wall. I didn't say anything. She mentions something about how I'm not supposed to be sitting next to the wall, but doesn't even notice the smell or smoke. I wake up sometime around there.

I do not enjoy the feeling of being overcome by my sleep paralysis. It usually gets more intense as I let it go and I have to shake my legs or my body to wake myself up. I just recently started to try and control it. This occurred last night so it is pretty recent. I go into sleep paralysis and I am aiming to use it to emerge into a LD. I feel a pulsing vibration go throughout my body down through my legs. I let it go until I end up in a scene of a movie with Harry Potter and Hermine being apart of it. It is a stupid movie that has nothing to do with Hogwarts or anything of Harry Potter. I am literally behind the scenes at one point where they are using a huge ass cat that resembles my big fat fluffy cat, but except it is tiger sized and has the same features. I remember it striking at me at one point so I try to stay back from it. That's about it. No lucidity but still somewhat interesting.

Invasion of the Seanchan

I'm looking at a plastic model of a hay-filled wagon. Bumping it accidentally, I realize that the hay was manufactured in multiple layers. You can take them off one at a time! This is the coolest thing. Underneath the final layer is a model of Nynaeve. (It's a reproduction of a moment from the Wheel of Time series [except it's not; that I've read, Nynaeve never hides under a haystack].) There's something wrong with Nynaeve's face, though; the proportions aren't right. Oh, well, you can't win them all.

In the hay is a small hair clip with an exquisitely delicate decoration of a flower [or something]. It's part of a set of three that the Seanchan are secretly distributing; when they attach one to your clothing, you come under their control.

Suddenly, a Seanchan voice starts speaking from the platform in the middle of the room! Basically, it's a holdup. They're blocking all the exits and they've come to invade. Many of them lift their staves and shoot a sort of heat-distortion bubble towards one side of the room. Their target is a dark-haired man, who gets up from his chair to catch all of the spells into a pulsing, floating black circle, like an eclipse or a black hole, the size of a soccer ball. I've no idea what it will do, but it looks powerful. The tension builds. . . .

Suddenly, the whole thing breaks out into what seems like a silly, dancing commercial of some kind.

Not sure of the date…June or July 2011?

I realize that I’m dreaming. I’m in a house, the tv is really loud and I feel like I have to concentrate to reach my goal (get where I want in my dream), but the tv is too loud and I can’t concentrate. I try going into another room but there’s another tv or stereo that’s too loud in that room too. I decide to go outside. It’s night time and there are kids dressed in costumes roaming the streets. My place is off a paved alley and I go out a door that leads to this. There are people out on both sides of my place.

I try to sit and meditate on my goal (to visit the teacher I saw in another dream), but some kids stop by and interrupt me. They ask about my hair (it’s long and pulled back in a low pony tail). One boy says he fell from a tree and I see scratches on his upper back and ask him if it happened today. He says that yes it happened today, and I tell him it’ll get better. I start thinking that maybe it’s more important to interact with the people here than to try and be someplace else. (*in the house and outside there are people reading books which seems odd on Halloween somehow. I say to myself “well, you only water flowers after they’re dry.”)

I start walking around town. It’s sunny out now and I try to fly, but it’s difficult. A lady sees me and is trying to catch up with me but I recognize her and know she’s a talker and will drive me off course, I may even forget that I’m dreaming, so I try to avoid her. I see a guy and use him as an excuse not to talk to her (I fly to him all clumsy). He seems to be an old friend or something, or I know him somehow, and we start to dance to pretend I’m busy (not too slow but not real fast, dancing apart from one another).

Somehow I accidentally hit his head or something and some girl sees me do this and she gets all upset. I just want to get away. They trick me and arrest me for hurting my friend. I know they’re going to whip me at least twice to see if I bleed. My hands are bound behind my back and there are people all around judging me. If I bleed that means I’m guilty of trying to hurt him, otherwise God wouldn’t let me bleed. I’m scared but I know that I’m dreaming…how come I can’t leave?! Even if I’m dreaming this is real enough that I can’t seem to change it. I know the whipping will hurt as if it were really happening. A man stands up and says I didn’t even leave a mark or something along those lines, and he wants this to stop. They ask the man that I accidentally hit on the head if this is correct, if it was an accident, and he nods his head. They all agree and let me go. The man I hit looks like an old man now.

I walk away and I find myself inside my house again. I think how it feels no different than ordinary reality, and this somehow disappoints me. It seems like it should feel different here, maybe it is all reality. I run my fingers along a couch and feel how solid and real it is. The textures feel so real against my fingers. I still haven’t reached my goal and so much time has passed already.

I go outside and lay in partly in the street and partly in the grass. I look over and see my dog Bailey lying beside me. I reach out and touch her and am amazed that she’s here in this dream with me. Is she really? Or is this just another part of my brain putting her there? I look at the stars and ponder on this. I think about how earlier in the day, when I tried to fly, I was afraid of going too high again. When I started to get higher I couldn’t stop and it scared me so I would will myself back down to the ground again, and it would continue in this clumsy way. This is usually what happens to me in my dreams when I try to fly. So I begin to wonder if I just let go and let myself go higher if it would take me where I want to go. Then it hits me…I just need to rise up and not be afraid and I can reach my goal.

I think I want to rise! My whole body moves up to toward the stars (very bright, constellations connect with lines somehow). I try not to be afraid. My body is buzzing inside. I think that I want to see my teacher again, then change my mind and think that I want to visit myself again.

I end up in front of a white house that‘s shaped like a barn. It’s daylight, and it looks like the barn I saw in the dream I last had where I met myself (only then it was night). I go up to the door and ring the doorbell, which is above the doorway. The door is arched at the top and there are three buttons above it which are triangular. I hit one for the doorbell. I don’t wait for someone to answer the door since I don’t know how much time I have left, so I just walk inside. A family is inside, all adults, and I ask to see Amy. They look upset that I’m there. A young lady is leaning on the arm/back of a couch looking at me and a man of about the same age sits on the couch looking at me disapprovingly.

A motherly figure walks to the door. Amy appears before they can respond. She has a big smile on her face, and it’s my face! She hugs me and tells everyone that I came back! She says lets go somewhere else. As we leave I comment on their disapproval and she says that they were hoping that I wouldn’t come back. She has kind of a stuffy attitude somehow; seems kind of down or unhappy and seems almost masculine somehow. I jump on her back as a piggy back ride and give her a hug telling her it’s ok, that everything will be ok now. She smiles.

We go into a barn room thing. It has the feeling of a house, but it’s an outer building on the property. There are lots of shelves with things on them and some chairs. I say first things first, I want to ask her something in case my time runs out and I have to leave suddenly. I’m so indecisive about things and I want to check my feelings against hers since we’re part of each other, almost the same person…does she want a baby? She frowns and shakes her head saying no. She looks upset that I would ask such a question. I ask if she’s upset and disappointed and she says yes. I feel it’s because she thinks it will change my decision about having a baby. I say not to worry because I feel that I’ll have one anyway. She looks up and asks why. I say that I feel I want one, then other times I feel that I don’t, but that mostly I do. She asks how often I feel that I do; only once? I say no, I’ve felt this way several times. She asks when do I feel this way? I say that it’s when I see other people with their babies. As I’m explaining this I feel myself fading and start to feel my pillow on my face. I know I’m waking up and I can’t seem to get back to her. I finally open my eyes since it’s over and my clock says it’s 3:00.

As I’m pondering all of this in my bed, I realize that I was nothing like “me.” My family seemed stuffy and disapproving. I seemed stuffy and unhappy, except when I saw myself show up. My attitude was very depressing with no desire for children. This wasn’t like me at all. I think that asking her how she felt about having children was silly on my part now. That girl wasn’t me at all. This was a completely different person. If it was me, then it was a different side of me that I don’t want to be. They seemed well off financially, but judgmental and unhappy somehow. Maybe this was a different aspect of my ego? Was it part of my subconscious or a part of myself that isn’t who I am here but exists somewhere else? Maybe every possible aspect of who we could be exists somewhere…. Maybe I’m thinking on it too much…..

Note:
I kept questioning myself if I was really dreaming in parts of the dream or if it were really happening (before I met myself). Then I would remember that if I weren’t dreaming then I wouldn’t question it, so I had to be dreaming.

I couldn’t fall asleep very well before this dream. The last time I looked at the clock it said 2:00, I must have fallen asleep shortly after that.

Another note would be that one of the big reason's for asking her if she wanted a baby was due to the lucid dream I had about meeting my unborn daughter. I'm still unsure if I want children and thought her opinion would help me decide somehow.