non-lucid

Okay so if you have played minecraft then you have probably seen a terrain with little holes, stone, and water in the holes. F not then that's what they are.
Well anyways so I was in class and one of the kids came up to me. I was standing on the weird terrain thing I described earlier and she asked me if I wanted to see how she can walk without moving her feet. She can't run but she can walk like that. I said sure and she stared floating a foot off the ground and moving around like that! She got down and made me start floating around too!
I woke up soon after.

Horse and Lava (8:45)

I sit down to play a game I haven't played in a while. I don't mean to play for very long, but when I finish the first level, I'm intrigued enough to play the next one, as well. I don't remember exactly how it goes, and it seems like it will have distinctly different game mechanics than the previous one.

It involves riding a horse around a 3D landscape. If you fall too far, your horse lands on all four feet and just stands there, but the screen fades to black and you start again from the place you fell. I guess they didn't want to make a horse death animation, in case it traumatized the little kids that play the game. Anyway, I manage to climb down a cliff into a red, rocky canyon crisscrossed by streams of lava. I don't think I was supposed to come down this way, but I complete the objective and then find my way out of the canyon by the way I was supposed to enter. Jumping over the streams of lava takes precise timing, and you can feel the heat of it at your back. I keep expecting some difficult enemies to appear, but they never do.

At the mouth of the canyon, three ghostly ancestral figures rise out of the sandy ground. They declare that since I have succeeded in my objective, they will allow me to do one final task to gain their assistance. We start to travel together across the sands, then the scene fades to black and reappears again at the beginning of the next level. My character laughs and tells his horse that he can't come, this time, because of the nature of the task. So it looks like I'll be doing this level on foot. Well, that's different enough that maybe I should try this level, too. I try out the controls for walking around on foot, because I'm not really used to them.

Unethical (8:45)

This game has a top-down view similar to Heroes III. I'm currently being told how the two nations I'm looking at have been unfairly put upon because of their small size. In fact, on the map, each "nation" has a grand total of two buildings. It's an example of that tendency in video games to compress the world. Right now, one of those buildings is being robbed of all its valuables, because the nation doesn't have enough guards to patrol it. My parents send me over to grab some of the loot.

The interior of the building is covered in rolls of coins. When you click on a coin, it disappears, revealing some of the floor underneath. One of the first structures I reveal is one of those ones that enhances your stats when you visit it. That makes me feel a bit better, since it seems I was intended to visit this place. I hear some of the high officials of this nation discussing the robbery. I'm not sure where they are, and I'm not sure why they're not coming in to find me if they know it's going on. I feel bad for them, though. I take my loot and go back home.

My family starts doing stuff with the loot, and suddenly I become utterly convinced that this was unethical. We didn't need this stuff. At the very least we could have left it for some other, needier people to steal. I try to explain this to my parents, but they don't agree. I try to take inventory of some of the loot to prove it to them. Most of what I took was coins, so probably 99.9% of the value of the loot came from that. But we also took a lot of food, so I try to sort it in order to get some kind of handle on how much excess value we took. It takes some time to get everything together. The whole time, I'm just feeling a sort of righteous anger at my family. I get through to them, a little bit, but I still need to gather up all of the candy we took. My family all start eating Starburst and--to my incredulity--dropping the wrappers on the driveway. Littering, on top of theft? I yell at them a bit and then start peeling the wrappers off of the ground (they're wet). There are way too many wrappers here for them all to have been dropped in the last few minutes. They must have made a habit of this over months.

Soon after, some cars pull up at the bottom of the driveway. Law enforcement, probably. I'm happy they're here, even if it means I might get in trouble for being involved.

Oops (8:45)

Birgitte walks onto a bus and announces herself. She has brownish skin. There's a big man standing on the bus with his arm around a girl with blackish skin. It is understood that this man is Gaidal Cain, so he must've mis-identified this other woman as the one he was destined to be with. Oops. He look sheepish. Stepping away from the other girl, he attempts a suave introduction of himself to Birgitte.

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Dream - Lucid

I was outside in the daytime, driving something up into the cul de sac by my house, not sure if I was in a car or what, but in the middle of the road was a tree, just growing in the asphalt. I drove past it. It was supposed to be some sort of obstacle course I was driving on, one that my brother was watching me go through. He may have even set it up.

At any rate, I went around the cul de sac, and then back down towards the road, and next to the tree, almost completely blocking my path, was a lawn mower, one of the ones you can ride on while you mow. I said something about this to Blake, whom I assume must have been at the bottom of the cul de sac, and he said the neighbor, Doc, had been doing something with it, and that's why it was there. I somehow drove whatever was carrying me around both the tree and the mower.

I then was in my living room, on the phone with my mom. I talked to my her, and then Leslie, a girl I used to work with, was trying to beep in on the other line. I told my mom I had to go, and I took her call. We talked for awhile. I then got off the phone, and it rang again. I looked at the phone, and it said "Tim Carey", also someone I used to work with at the same job. I answered the phone and we started to talk. I was surprised to be hearing from him; we were never really close, but we got along just fine. I figured he just wanted something from me; it's the only reason I could think of that he would be trying to contact me.

At some point during this conversation with Tim, I remember being outside in the cul de sac again. The tree was still in the road I believe, but the mower was out of the road and in Doc's driveway (IWL Doc doesn't live in the cul de sac; he lives next door to us). It almost seemed as though the road sank down enough to where you would have to jump to get up to the driveway and the mower. The wall that this caused was a white color.

Then, Tim was in the living room with me. He looked a bit different than I remember, mostly because he had a more sandy blonde color to his hair than he does IWL. He was laying on his side on one of the two red chairs we have with his head propped up on his hand. I walked by him and ruffled his hair, or patted his head.

Woke up around 6am or so and couldn't go back to sleep because I started to worry about things. Typical. Shut up, brain! Sleep is more important than your crazy, overactive worrying. -_-

No time this morning.

2 nights ago, I dreamed that I went out my front door at night. Immediately, someone to my right was shining a flashlight in my face. I remember a really bright light in my right eye. Before I could even turn and look, I was thrown on a mobile bed. It felt like one of those wheely hospital beds. Anyway, I was being pushed along on this bed fast, but it was completely dark so I couldn't see where I was going or who my captor was. I had a weird moment of semi-lucidity, or perhaps it was just bravery, and I reached my left hand out, waving and slapping at the air, trying to feel for someone to find out who was doing this. I woke myself up, heart-beating fast and all scared. It was still dark out.

Then the annoying part: I was only awake for seconds, then I started feeling vibrations. But I didn't want to lucid dream!! I was too scared too lol. I didn't want to WILD into an LD, then be in a dark bedroom and have to possibly face some creep and not be able to change the dream. Or wake up from it. What a wuss lol. I should know better.

Some other nonlucids last night and this morning but I'm outta time.

So I meditated for the second night last night, once again loving the effects. I'm currently using a meditation guide which focuses on accepting the universal mind, which is perfect for me as I find it hard to accept and get very scared. However, I'm thinking of trying another one at some point to see what it's like. Anyway, I had my first visual hallucinations! I reached the point of feeling like I was floating that I always get, and got OOBE like vibrations, when suddenly it got even more intense and I could see these faint purple patterns in my eyes!! It was awesome, as I've never had these for some reason. Anyway, unfortunately that got ruined as, lets just say sexual energies propped up and it was too hard to concentrate. I'm going to try to work on that. Anyway, like the previous night, I had an intensely vivid dream. However once again, I forgot to write it down. This is what I remember.

1) I was in an area that looked like the woodland area I used to wait for my bus at secondary school. It was twilight, with a beautiful purple-blue sky. I was with other people who I can't remember unfortunately, and we were waiting for a bus. I was at the far left of the woodlands at one bit that I remember. Another bit was me remembering that I was running away from whoever I was waiting with, laughing. For some reason I remember holding some sort of cord. Was it the OOBE cord!?

At first, I remember a map, showing how a nation marked in brown on the map spread from Japan to a series of new islands and microcontinents in the Pacific. Slowly it reached an island far away from its origin and the original lands became home to others. Now and then a patch of yellow would appear on the map, showing strife. I think there was more to that world, a lot, but I don't remember it all.

I became suspicious about some of the nations and their success, so I 'descended' to see them. One mentioned the Romans, showing they has 'future knowledge' as that wouldn't have happened yet on this world. There was another human who knew and.... something else.

When I investigated I found myself in a fork of a dark corridor, two ways going into different rooms. Something explained to me, or maybe I remembered, that anguish and other heartfelt emotion leaves behind psychic traces, which amalgamate into things. I wondered briefly about the different things that might appear from different origins, even excited at the possibility of some and afraid at others.

There was one there. It 'spoke', although I don't recall everything, about its existence and other things. It was very clearly malicious, but didn't lash out. I found someone else nearby, but before I could say anything I felt a hypnic jerk, stumbled forward and shouted. There was a rushing, screaming sound of a kind that only dreams seem to be able to achieve. The person didn't notice, but by the time I asked why, I was waking up.

Walkin with a friend (Stefan) in some kind of town around (akin to the inner city of zagreb), suddenly we see a dog walking the street, his tail looks like the tail of a collie, the torso like a dachshund and the head is a mixture german sheperd.... i love how he looks and i say to my friend, that i would like to take that dog, because he is not to big but and on the other side, he does not look too small...

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I'm driving in an tram with some other people, i do not know. I'm in a wheelchair, but actually i know that i dont need it, but somehow i find it comforting, that the people think i need it. Sometimes i get up, and do something, for example i hold the door of the tram open for someone i know, and at the same time i think about, why is it, that the do not seem do recognise that i'm actually dont need that wheelchair.
Than, at some point, we discuss, how they would help me pass through a window, with that chair and all that and i'm thinkin if it wouldn't be good to tell them, that i do not need that wheelchair....

10-05-2012 -- I seem to be standing on a vacant lot at the side of a road in a very empty section of town. I am here with a cute lady who seems to be very depressed, and we are talking about ways to deal with depression, and I seem to be trying to encourage her to just keep going.

Soon I seem to find myself at some sort of diner, and there are some large thugs who seem to be trying to rile themselves up enough to cause trouble. There are vague hints of possible super hero involvement, but nothing concrete that I can actually remember, just a feeling that there was a lot more that somehow vanished from my mind.

I next find myself arriving for a work shift at a security place that seems to be a cross between an OPC plant and some sort of warehouse. I am working my usual security shift, and make a patrol to the back of the property, where I find a truck that is preparing to leave with a load of something. The driver is just about to jump down and unhook some kind of connection between the truck and the dock, and I decide to be kind and help him.

He seems upset, and in convinced that I wouldn't do it right, but all I find myself doing is loosening two very loose knots of string, which don't seem tough enough to hold the truck in any way, regardless. Though he is on the end of the truck talking with me, his truck starts to drive off, and he is yelling at me about the lock. Oddly enough, I feel my pocket, and I do have a pad lock in there. But the truck keeps moving, and the lock is heavy enough that I can't just throw it at the guy.

The truck keeps moving, and I'm overweight and slow, so I can't catch up quickly, but I keep moving toward the gate, sure I can catch up there and give the guy the lock. Problem is, when I get there, I can't recognize him, he doesn't approach me, and Wally calls to me from his forklift, and explains I am in trouble. Turns out the guy was so mad about me 'stealing' his lock that he refused to carry the cargo and just drove off, and now there are going to be all kinds of reports, and I am in big trouble.

I start muttering about how I simply tried to help the guy out, and I certainly won't ever bother doing anything like that again. From now on, anything they want done that isn't security, they can take a flying leap!

I start to patrol the other side of the property, and as I reach the back, I find myself almost in a sort of dance with a small hand-push pallet jack that seems to be operated by remote control, or perhaps self-motivated. Me and a couple of the employees are trying to get out of the way, but it just isn't working.

I finally manage to escape the crazy thing, and am wandering back toward the front of the property when one of the supervisors calls me over to an office in a trailer. They have a form about the incident that they want me to sign. I try to tell them what happened, but they don't even want to hear it. They just want me to sign on what the driver reported before he left, regardless of what actually happened. And the form that they want me to sign, the carbon paper doesn't line up, so it is only going to show up on one copy, anyway. I try to read the form, but none of it seems to make any sense.

I almost leave the form book, but remember it at the last moment and pull it out of the hands of another worker who had picked it up, and return it to the office. By this time I am quite late getting off shift, and just head to the front gate, ready to go home. About this time, one of the female owners starts to make an announcement about how people should let the drivers untie their own trucks, and I realize I am finished at this company. Idiots!

As I walk out the gates, I find I am around the area of Holden and Texas, at the same property I dreamed I was working at in the plague dream a little over a month ago, Here. I walk down the street, passing by a nightclub, and for some reason I find myself having to kind of hop from dumpster to dumpster, and even on a couple of cars to manage to pass by the nightclub's parking lot. The owner of the place seems very impressed, and is demanding to know why his employee (who he seems to be bawling out for not breathing properly) can't be more like me. Weird.

The next property down is a warehouse, where I stop to ask about a job. I know they had nothing the last time I was here, and I am just going through the motions, but even when I explain I am looking for either something clerical or something driving that doesn't need a DOT license, they actually seem interested. They hand me an application to fill out, but like the last form, it is all weird, and hard to read. Soon I find myself trying to write my employment history on a pair of A & W Rootbeer cans, which makes at least a slight bit of sense, since it is a soda warehouse.

10-05-2012 -- I'm in my first bedroom in the Hickory House, laying in bed watching TV. The room is messy, and I can see at least a couple of plates on the floor and two or three of those huge metal trays we used for pizza dough at the parlor, stacked up for some reason.

There are hints of my playing several different computer games, though only hints, then I decide I'll break down and give the new Farmville 2 a try. [I don't know if they really have come out with a Farmville 2, or if it is just a scam that people are still falling for, but in the dream, it was real.] I'm thinking to myself that, while I will give it a try, this time I am not going to clutter up Facebook with a couple hundred people I don't know, just to have neighbors. I don't expect to play the game more than once.

I start the thing up, and I find myself standing in a real life field, and a fairly big one. I think I plant a small crop of corn (only about three squares by four) with seeds I already have on me (probably from Runescape), but if I am only going to play once, I think I want to plant the entire field. I am wondering how to get some money for more seeds.

Turns out that to get the tutorial started, I have to go speak to Farmer Fred [a Runescape character]. I find him parked just outside my farm in his old red pickup truck, and as I start to speak to him, he drives on to my farm. I accidentally double click on the truck, and it seems I've caught a glitch, because two Lego figure farmers climb out of the truck and start speaking to me in stereo.

They give me a rather boring spiel about how to play the game which is far too detailed for somebody who played the original version, and then explain how a loan of either $500 or $500,000 will be on a credit card in my wallet. I pull my wallet out of my pocket and open it up, and sure enough, there is a Farmville credit card in there, and I'm wondering how on Earth they managed that.

As I approach the farmhouse on my land, I find an odd paper wallet with a Farmville logo on it, and realize this is where the credit card should have appeared. Instead there is a $1,000 bill which quickly changes into a check for payment for a crop that I haven't even grown, yet. Still some glitches that need to be worked out in this game, obviously.

As we reach the farmhouse, Farmer Fred's wife continues the tutorial, explaining to us that if we feel we need more continuous space for crops, we can pick up the farmhouse and move it right to the border of the property, more out of the way. Meanwhile I find myself staring at this huge, empty field, and remembering the fact that I don't yet have any tractors or anything. Just thinking about having to click on all those little farm plots one by one is already getting me bored with the game before I even start, and I quickly decide I'm really not that interested.

Oddly the next thing I know, I am in Long's Drug Store, walking down one of the aisles looking for a large plastic spoon for stirring stuff in pots, and I'm not finding any because the entire aisle is filled with toys.

There seems to be a big wrestler here who seems to be a little upset with me for some reason, and he is starting to threaten me and the other people around me. I'm not really afraid of him. Soon I find myself in some sort of hideout with two mafia-types who are connected to the wrestler, and they are trying to threaten a friend of mine who they have tied up in a chair, when he walks in the door and stands next to me, angrily glaring at them and himself, sitting there, tied up.

They are freaking out a little, and he asks them if they really think he's enough of a fool as to let himself be caught by them. He split himself up into about 20 of himself and all of him are running around, so they'll never find the real one. I decide it is about time to leave and I lead my friend to my car, but now the thugs are telling us we aren't allowed to drive out their driveway, and we'll have to find another way to the road. We just laugh them off and drive out the driveway, anyway.

A large group of people I don't know in real life told me they had my back. They all seemed to be gangster like in nature and were from all different backgrounds. I felt good about so much people wanting to protect me.

This big black cougar looking cat stared at me directly in the face. The cat made me nervous but when the got closer it appeared smaller and less harmful. I pet the cat at this point and became friends with it.

I was about to go to sleep and I heard a loud bang. I went into my parents room and they made me lay on the end of there bed.

Password: "salt"

Hipnapop

Squarish chunks of colour moving towards me with spaces inbetween like in an invisible soft tube. Out in space not inside fluid or underground. 12:44pm Sat 6-Oct-12.

As I happily became aware that I was having a hipnapop (waking image) I got the word "Salt".

Wow- just got up and started puting a sock on my right foot and there is a indigo bruise under my big toe nail. That immediately made me remember a dream snipet from last night:

I was picking at my big toe nail because in the dream it was way-too-long and dry. Then the whole big toe nail peeled-off painlessly (oops). No pain or discomfort and as I poked, cuiously at the my big toe where the nail should be, it was only soft for a second. It was hardening up quickly.

Wow my dreaming brain informed me last night that I was loosing a big toe nail but not to worry because there would be no pain and it would harden-up again in no time.

(I have diabetic neuropathy in feet. Thats why I don't remember bumping my toe hard enough to bruise under the nail.) I am thrilled that my brain informed me before I saw it, wow.

Going trick or treating with austin tricia tori and some other kids I knew. We were waiting in a long line for a house that gave 2 pieces of candy. I was the only one who waited I guess and had to sing along this weird song to get them. We then were driving back and were making plans for all of us to sleep over trent's house, but we knew he woulnd't let austin stay.

Riding in a helicopter in korys (kid ive known since I was 30 neighborhood with people from his school. The guy supposed to be in charge of us with the helicopter wasn't there so we could do whatever we wanted to. As we were flying the heli turned into a jet and we flew low and cut some farmers valued trees. (don't know what happened after) I rode a bike over the guy in charges car and he showed up. All the people flew off in the helicopter and left me jack and this 14 year old. I guess we forgot about running and were trying to go get this kid to go talk to some of his aged girls. i woke up

I am in a black suit and I am walking down a street. As I am walking four cars pass by, I recognize them. They turn a corner and go around the block then head back my way. The last car stops by me while the other three go on.
We soon arrive in a neighborhood, it looks to be midday. I get out of the car and start heading towards the door. My partner gets my attention. "Make it quick," he says. I walk in front of the door. And knock on it a few times. After a bit of a wait noises of unlocking the door are heard from the other side. I grasp the cool steel of my silenced .45, my hand waiting on the trigger.
" Hello" was all the man got out before I shot him dead. I run back to the car and we take off.
The dream skips to later and school has just ended. Apparently I had detailed the killing in a notebook and now I was worried that I would get busted so I decided to sell it to a pawnshop. I enter the pawnshop and a woman greets me. I tell her that I need to sale my book and we begin negotiations. I then happen to look over to a wall and a sign was posted up and it said "Shhhhhh it will be our secret." or something to the similar effect. I then sell the book and leave the shop glad to know that I would be safe.