non-lucid

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[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
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[COLOR="silver"]This time I tried the "numb" my legs method again, and this time I fell asleep unconsciously.
I will keep trying this weird technique every night, because even if can't stay aware, it felt like I was more aware of my dreams when sleeping on my back.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had some dreams, but I am not going to note my dreams anymore, because I am gonig to try to develop complete natural dream recall, my dreams are gonig to become my memories too! If I don't remember one dream well, then I was not aware of it enough, so I am forcing myself to remember more and to become more aware.

I had one long neverending dream, but it was a really cool dream. I were in my school talking to some friends, and then we went to a lesson called "Lucid dreaming class". In the dream this was completely normal for me and I went in there to meet my teacher. I noticed that I was very tired during the class and I fell asleep, within the dream. I started to dream and I become lucid.[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I were standing in my friend's house and I thought "If I want to stabilise this dream I have to do it aggressively and I started to look at every object in the room, but I never stabilised my "Mind" or my other senses.
So this was just a brief moment of lucidity, because I forgot that I was dreaming, although the dream was still very vivid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"].
I was still dreaming that I was lucid though...
I met my friend and we were going to watch tv and when we opened the door we saw a couple having sex!
We immediatelly closed the door and looked chocked at each other. We then peaked through the keyhole and saw a really beautiful woman with an ugly little man. My friend told me that he wanted to have sex with her so badly and asked me if I could make that happend. And I said "Sure I can make that man go away and you can take his place". So I ran into the room and heard her moaning, and I jumped into the bed and grabbed the man's leg and throw him out of the room haha.
Then my friend went in there and I got out.

Then I woke up inside the classroom again, and thought I was awake. The teacher was giving a lot of wrong information about lucid dreaming and I got angry and protested. The other looked weird at me, but I just ignored them. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up for real. I am going to keep doing this normal WILD -> DILD style on weekdays. But on weekend I think I am going to do the bullet proof timer method, just to make sure that I can pracctise dream stabilisation every week. The timer method is great although, when you get lucid, you only have some mniutes before you lose it, but when I think about it what differs that from the other lucidity moment I have ^^ ?
But I also want to be a "natural" so the timer method will work as a break from that pracctise.[/COLOR]

21-09-11 Intend on finding Kaomea, which I hope I didn't unless she was one of the saving figures ^^

Though the tone might be laxed, I awoke from both these dreams laced in sweat, in particular the last one was freaky, and as a result I remained awake and typed them out to see I could get rid of the residual terror. First nightmare in 4 years and I get two in a night.

times are GMT +1

Mermaids are Malicious Motherfuckers! Aka “What is with Faeries and power tools?”

00:00 – 02:30

The dream might start out earlier, but one of the first things I recall is walking around with a power drill and small plugs in order to find a suitable spot to put up my mirror. I am still not quite convinced that it is actually necessary to exert the effort and put it up.

Skip

I am watching television with my flatmate or similar and I plug in some headphones and start listening to some music and hug up on the couch a bit. After a while my flatmate gets the hint and leaves my room so I can get some sleep.

I end up not sleeping, but sort of just skip to the next point of awareness where I am just done reading what I am supposed to for the following day. Then I realise that it is quite funny that I have been so skeptical about the whole 22 debate, when I yesterday (which actually happened) came to myself from meditation at 22:22 and was amazed that I hadn't spent more time. That I had just read something about numbers that fit the thread. And all of this started to happen only when I started looking into shared dreaming in terms of psychological approaches.

Anyways the time is just after 4 in the morning and my dad briefly awakes to ask me if I have slept at all, to which I reply I haven't but I am pleased to be done with the reading I am supposed to do. There is a Christmas tree in the middle of the room and on the other side of it there is this guy, played by your average villain (don't think I have ever known his name, but he is quite famous, reminds me a bit of Dennis Leary).

He tells me that he can get me access to quite the number of scientific journals. Which, as I am putting down the stuff I was just using, respectfully decline, simply based on the fact that I haven't got the time to take anything else on at the minute.

Something about my Auntie.

Skip

The next part of the dream includes me walking along with two people, though beings might be more accurate and there might be another actual person, a woman, besides me. The reason beings might be in order is that I think it is two faeries each carrying a power drill.

The first one is “the prober”, who drills into another realm (this realm sort of abide to the laws of the Nevernever, hence my suspicion that I was dealing with faeries) and check if it is safe to pass. The other guy has the drill that will actually open a portal and transport me into the other realm.

The first attempt of the prober results in him almost getting hit by a train, I actually hear the sound of it approaching and the horn it blows to get the faerie out of the way. The faerie tries again a bit to the right of his original spot, but the train is still there, but now he knows where we are supposed to drill in order to achieve “safe” passage.

The other faerie comes up and start drilling into this orange plastic thingy. It “is” cone used for road construction and such, but it looks nothing like it. The drill snaps and the other faerie explains that this is a good sign, it means that we have hit the right spot.

The dream changes character.

I go through and I am underwater, I hear a narrator explaining “you should expect the water there to be very hot” and basically just commenting on my general situation. I talk a bit to myself about how I feel the heat that it is indeed close to boiling point, before I turn around.

Idiots!

They weren't supposed to follow me in this soon, they are going to get themselves in trouble. There are three people there a Danish pop duo, who I have little respect for and a black guy, that might be Lafayette off true blood.

I start waving my hands towards them, but there is something on my hands that closely resembles the function of a cheese grater and I start peeling off think layers off their flesh. I look around and the Mermaids are here, not sure if they were mermaids as such, they didn't have the classic tail, though they lived in water.

A black mermaid is wrapped around the black guy. She is holding the big circular lump of skin that has come off his face, she is sucking and licking it. The black guy is just standing there, I think all of them are under a spell.

I walk into this dome where the two others are suffering similarly, the mermaids just happy that I did the groundwork of flaying them for them. I start fleeing and I am somehow dragging the guys with me. There is now this slow moving hiphop beat and as the black guys starts moving the mermaid is still holding onto the lump of skin. I think she has to let it go though she is sucking and licking it frantically and she joins in the beat adding the lyrics “I am going to go and avenge my brain” indicating that she feels wronged for having to let go of her food.
…................

Ghost Therapist for Psychotic German Sexual/Paternal issues included.

02:30-04:45

Fuck me, getting shivers just starting to describe this. I have these sensations when I am briefly awake from the last dream that it is not only me looking through my own awareness. I shake it off and try and get back to sleep.

The dream starts in some sort of dungeon. We are headed into a dragon's cave, though I don't think I am particularly strong enough to enter. My flatmate might be along with me, though he might first be joining us at a later time. Since I decide I am not strong enough to enter I get some treassure and I say out in general that it is one of the cooler things about Dragons, their decisiveness and willingness to hand out the goods.

The treasure is in a small tin can and contain some rubbish I can't use and some small coins with ex American presidents on them.

The dream then shifts to my flatmate and I talking about these coins and how they are used throughout the game changing from level to level and used for gambling, which means that early stuff currency becomes obsolete over time.

Skip.

I am in living room and I am a therapist. I am working with this guy whom I know is dangerous. He has currently trapped his dad in the toilet for some strange reason. I walk to the kitchen sink at one point and look out the window, it looks like it is daytime. More importantly I get contact with the guy's dad, played by John Malcovitch and asks him how he is holding up. He says he is fine. I ask him if he can manage to stay out on the toilet a while longer, because I think I am close to a breakthrough with his son.

He is fine with that and I tell him that it is fairly impressive, but he shrugs it off and tells me that he has lived with him for a couple of years now so he is used to it.

The dream then shift, it is no longer day time outside and I am now looking at the dream from the psycho's PoV. Across the little kitchen table from me is a woman who is talking to me about my fascination about arranged marriages, because of the sensation of sexual control it provides me. Her hair is orange and she seems played by a rather famous Danish actress.

I tell (well the psycho) her that I am not going to get entrapped into her cheap psycho analytical techniques, but she continues and shortly after snap her fingers, which results in her face and hair colour returning to normal. I shift out of the psycho to a free flowing PoV though I am now the therapist again.

There are screams apparently neighbors or people living in the flat has come to my rescue. I am a young Lars Bom (Danish actor) and I keep repeating the last sentence I said when snapping my fingers and returning to normal. I have a facial expression locked in horror along with blood coming from my ears and mouth. I am lying cramped up in the lap of someone.

The woman I am in the lap off is crying and shouting out that it is too late, that I am already dead. I think she is referring to the demands that the dad be released from the toilet. But then I come to my senses and hug the woman. I get questioned on how I did what I did and I lift up a pillow on the couch where people can see the blood stains. Apparently the stains demonstrate that the whole thing was just a seance I faked with the goal of getting the dad released.

The woman hugs me and I tell her shush shush, “would it help you if I told you I loved you?” I think she agrees to this.

I wake up.

Notes: When reading this I could understand why there isn't much cause for concern, but I am telling you I was bathed in sweat and horror upon waking up from this. Someone or something was there before the finger snapping. The whole pre-dream of not feeling alone in my body could have been a contributing factor. Along the dream I also kept having this sense of being switched or flipped.

September 20, 2011

Fell asleep and dream that I was in my living room with my bro on the couch and my dad on the chair.

Sitting on the floor beside the table I was petting a rat that my dad have gotten me. The rat cough up a red ball which hit the floor while I was petting it. I notice he was trying to give it to me. Holding out my hand he cough up a yellow and blue ball. I pick up the red and lay them near him. He ate them and cough them up onto my hand again.

I said "wow, this rat know tricks. He must be well trained". I spent some of my time petting him and overall he was VERY still. Finally he decided to run to the chair my dad was sitting and run behind him to the other side. My dad casually try to block him but he hop over his hand and went to the bathroom.

I was making my way there but woke up. I can only wonder if the rat was potty trained also.

DJ Log: September 20, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding a small motorcycle through the woods at my parent's old house. The ground is moist and muddy in some places. A strip of dense fog follows the stream through the woods. The air smells like wet dirt and leaves. The motorcycle makes no sound as it moves, other than the sounds of the ground and leaves squishing under the tires.

I arrive at a tree-house that I built and my brother is standing there. He points at an abandoned house near the edge of the woods and says, "We will have to knock this one down. It took on quite a bit of damage during the storm." A couple of the windows are broken out and some of the roof has been torn off.

We walk over to the house and check it out. The first floor is a garage with an old Chevrolet car in it. The second level is missing a wall on one side. There is a lot of junk on the second floor, including some high-voltage transformers and a Tesla coil.

My brother wanders inside to check things out. I look around through the old car to find that there are bees in there. Returning to my motorcycle to retrieve a can of bee spray from the saddle bag, I spray the bees and then open the car door to find even more bees. After spraying all of the bees, I get on a scissor lift and raise myself to the second floor.

I look around for a moment, then look back at the scissor lift. I think that this is strange for a moment, so I push my finger through the palm of my hand and become lucid for a split second before waking up.

As strange as the title is I can guaraantee you the dream was even more strange. However, before I get to that: some side notes.

Sixth DJ entry on dream views. As for my regular DJ, I have entries scattered all over the place (computer, iPhone, notebook, etc.) I'll organize it all at some point perhaps.

Insomnia is still gone so I'm proud of that, although last night I couldn't really recall any of my dreams. Had a nice sleep though.

Also, as promised, this is my first DJ entry with a visual element to it. So hope you enjoy all the effort I put into my 2 minute sketches.

That's it for news today!

-Cheers!

September 20, 2011 - Looking for Cheerios

Vividness: 8/10
lucid: No.
# of Dreams Recalled: 1 + segments.
Dream Time: 2 hours
Actual Time: 1 hour

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Had a nightmarish dream about a nightmare grocery store in a cave giving away free food for a crowd of millions.

Dream

So I'm in this ridiculously scary dream. I just remember it being night-time and extremely dark. I was driving in a car to this event where millions of people gathered to pick up free food at this nightmare grocery store. So as I'm driving along I see emergency vehicles directing traffic around this cave in the ground. It seemed as if there were millions of people. As I'm driving a police officer directs me to a parking lot on the side of where everyone is standing.

When I get out of the car I'm standing in this huge centre with a 100metre tall ceiling. I leave the car behind and try to find a way in to the cave. Since we were underground in this centre, there seemed to be doors on the wall of the centre which people could use to get inside the cave / nightmare grocery store. Walkways surrounded the place and I went on one to try and see if I could get inside from there, however in the end I found it that it was an illusion. The walkways led no where and you would actually need to walk around to the cave entrance to get in.



I walked back the way I came from with the route I took to get to the parking lot. Eventually, I end up in the centre of where everyone is standing and find out I need to jump into the hole in the ground. Most people hesitated to jump because it was a pretty high fall but after a while people jumped in.


The Cave Entrance.

I jump in. The place I'm standing in now looks like an extremely hellish place. The floors were red and rocky. The atmosphere was cold and people inside looked absolutely miserable in the dark environment. However, people stayed. The environment might have sucked but the free food was something everyone came for. Strangely enough, I ended up having a craving for cheerios and I went out on a search to find some.


Imagine this but packed with people and groceries.

I searched for a box of cheerios for a while when I saw one in this room I was standing in. However, as I tried to grab it a mother with her family just stood there looking at me and said, "That is not your box, go find your own." Hungry, I tried to lie about it just grab the box of cheerios. "Uhmm... I'm pretty sure this is mine, I left it here when I went to go look for my shoes."

Worst Excuse Ever.

The woman just looked at me with a strange look on her face. She wasn't buying it. So instead of arguing with her I just decided to give up on that box and find another somewhere else. Eventually, I get to this giant lava pool which was the grocery store's bakery section. I thought to myself, "Ah, they have to have it here. This place is huge!"



I enter the room and see a staff member stocking the shelves of the bakery section which bordered the giant lava pool. "Excuse me," I said, "Do you happen to have cheerios here?"
"No, not here. However you can get them from this room up ahead. The only thing is that you need to go through this life-threatening type puzzle." (sort of like portal with a lot of deadly lasers)

I couldn't believe this. I ended up trying the puzzles but I was to scared that I would die so I went back to talk that guy again. Just as I walk up to him I see a box of cheerios on the shelves. Quickly, I grab the box and few other baked goods and run off.

I walk through this hallway where I see my friends from school. They start talking to me about how much food they have eaten. I just see P.K. standing there with all this food in his hand and I start laughing at how much of a pig he is. (He's a pig in real life too, just can't gain any weight for some reason). M.C. starts talking to me, "Hey did you hear about this kid who had to go to hospital?"
"No. What happened?"
"Well apparently, there was this kid who had to go to hospital because he ate too much and insisted his parents that he was fine and should eat more."
When I heard that I became a bit shocked and stopped eating.

Finally, I leave my friends and head out of the cave with the cheerios box. I walk out of the cave and see that something had happened outside but my dream ended before I could see what was actually going on.

Unfortunately for me, a combination of moving =/ and having the typing on my cell phone die has caused me to no the able to record my dreams as well. I tried having a pen and paper next to the bed, but in my sleepy haze between the hours of 2 am and 7am, my hand writing becomes completely unreadable. Below are some brief excerpts to dreams I CAN still remember. I wanted to give justice and remembrances to them since lately my dreams have been incredibly vivid, adventurous, and long. I am hoping that my potential new method of dream recording will work until I get a new phone.

Was inside of a large house at night with Allen. The lighting was dim and it was pitch black outside. Allen and I were somehow stuck inside of the house until morning. I had picked up the horrible talent of being able to see ghost. Unfortunately, the appeared to me in the way that they had died so they looked incredibly terrifying. I don’t want to go into specific details about how they individually died because its really messed up and I would prefer to one day forget this part. Allen and I were going from room to room trying to find a place to lay low for the night. Allen cant see the frightening ghost and so he wraps his arms around me and guides me through the house so that I can cover my eyes. We find this really large, yet cozy in a way bedroom. Its fashioned in the country cottage style with red and yellow accents. When we first walk in we have to hide under a coffee table, I am not sure why but some man we needed to hid from walked in and we waited for him to leave before crawling out from under it. We both sat on the bed feeling a strange since of safety. Then once again a ghost presents itself to me. I burrow my face into Allen’s chest and armpit to not have to look at it. He wraps his arms around me yet again and I explain the horror that in unfolding before me. Allen was strangely comforting throughout this entire dream.


I decided to do some charity work for an organization that dealt with finding cures for people suffering from a blinding eye condition called coloboma. My little brother in waking life suffers from this so I felt a great amount of compassion for the organization. Allen told me that he thought doing charity work was a stupid waste of time and then he sort of just walked off and out of the dream. I was now walking to wherever I was supposed to meet the other people in the organization. I appeared to be in some sort of school soccer field. There were people in white cotton tee shirts standing behind a chain fence. My ex Zac was there. I walked up to him and asked him what he was doing there and he said he was there to help too. I was really excited that I knew someone there so I had an instant friend. Then the dream sort of turned into an adventure. We were going through a sort of obstacle coarse together and although the obstacles had nothing to do with an actual charity work, it was still all in the name of finding a cure for coloboma. We were crawling under low ropes, climbing trees, hopping logs. At one point were were rowing through a rapid river. It was kind of hilarious looking back because even though we were doing incredibly strenuous activities, we managed to hold a light pleasant conversation throughout the entire dream, as if were were just sitting there talking to each other.

FRAGMENT: Cant remember much, just remember that I was having some underwater escapade dream that was very long and exciting. Usually I am unbelievably scared to go underwater so I must have been the furthest from lucid that I could possibly be. The only details that really stick were swimming past a sperm whale, seeing an underwater city deep below me (Atlantis?), and being able to breath, speak, and swim really well under water.

FRAGMENT: I was in some sort of jungle, thick and dense like the Amazon. I was with a bunch of people but I cant remember who. I was wearing one of those funny hats that people wear on African safaris. I think I had a machete that I kept holding straight out ahead of me. I was the leader of the group, thusly I was walking ahead of everyone else and shouting orders back top them. There were jaguars in the trees and large pythons slithering on the ground, yet they were no danger to me…. Sucks because I know that this was a really good long one with a lot of adventure. I wish I would have written it down. =’(

NOTE: Replaced the names of my siblings with just the first letter of their names/nicknames.

20.09.2011

Jungle to Ice pit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So this dream has many pieces that I recall, but they are scattered throughout. Meaning, I caught many pieces of the dream, but they do not exactly flow smoothly.

It was N, B, and I exploring in dad's dodge. N and I were in the bed, standing up, as B drove. Our current location was in what seemed like a more open jungle. There were areas with tall trees, and areas where the trees only reached up to around the top of the cab. The land was prety bumpy, and it was slow going, but the nice weather and warm temperature made up for the lack of progress.

We were looking for the tree, the huge tree that housed 1000's of sentient apes. We had been there before, and I could recall certain areas and shops located on various branches of the tree. In fact, the tree was so huge that I recalled I would often forget I was even on a tree. it had primitive elevators, stores, places to stay, and anything that was expected of a somewhat primitive civilization. Since there was absolutely no human settlements or towns, this was our only hope. However, we were having trouble finding it.

At one point, we catch a glimpse of it in the distance over the shorter trees, but the thick jungle blocked our passage and so we turn around to find another rout. B speeds up a bit, making the ride rather bumpy and is driving around trying to find which direction the tree was in, but we lost it a while ago and can no longer find it.

We recall that the apes view of humans has changed, and so we would be unwelcome and likely thrown out once we were spotted. With this in mind, we think of this ice cave underground that leads directly to the tree. If we could get inside without them noticing at first, then perhaps those who remembered us from our last visit could help us out.

At this point there is now snow on the ground, and N and I are the ones trying to enter the cave. We start scaling down this huge hole, about 100ft in diameter, walled by ice and snow shelves, descending 100's of more feet below. At the base is a tunnel walled with ice that goes underground right to the tree. N and I both land on this snow-ledge, probably around 30-40ft below the top. The edge starts to crack, and suddenly breaks as we both plummet downwards.

At this point, I know there is no way we will survive the fall, and it is going to be certain death. I decide I will simply enjoy the fall since it is the last thin I will experience. I can feel my speed increasing, the woosh of the air, and the pressure building up around my body. Even though I was plummeting to my death, it was a really cool feeling. I see the ground, hear a loud "thump" and everything goes gray.

I "wake up" and pop out of the snow. I am still at the bottom of the hole, and there is now a man there with me. This man apparently was supposed to be N, and in the dream it changed so we had been working together forever and the army sent us. Even so, the mission to find the apes was the same, and consisted of the same reasoning. The man informs me that we were preserved in the cold snow, because it froze us. He also tells me that we have been unconscious for close to 8,000 years. I am extremely startled at this news, and he also showed me this alarm clock-like device that went off, waking him up by mistake. Lucky break. I ask about the apes, and he explains that they populated so much, and refused to expand from the tree, so the tree eventually broke and tipped over killing every single one of them. As a result, apes didn't exist on the planet at all anymore.

At some point, I actually enter the cave, which turns out to be full of death traps and mechanical devices that try to prohibit progress. I don't remember much of this, so I will stop there.

I dreamed with Omnio. We were walking in the middle of a road at night in the woods.
Above us and projected on the ground was a yellow light that came from the street lamps.
We reached a place where there were large marble stairs. We climbed the stairs, and when we reach the end, it was day.
At the end of the stairs was a computer store. We entered and I asked for information about two ram chips for my computer. The woman said that she had to order the chips. Omnio gave me two ships of ram and said he wanted to buy new ones. I handed the ships he gave me to the lady of the shop, and she said, "That´s sooo old"

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

I dreamed I was in a farm, and on that farm i had a pig and a dog. The pig was huge, the dog was brown and white, it had no pedigree .
The pig seemed at times that he wanted to bite me and the dog, but never did.
The pig started chasing me and I started running, until we arrived at a clearing, with walls,and a loquat tree in the middle and some junk scattered.
My white car was standing there.
I went into the car, tried to close the door, and suddenly the pig, with the balance of the race, hit the door in the middle , and put a huge dent in it.
I took away the pig and managed to close the door ... the pig quit attacking me.
The pig and the dog started walking in circles around my car, peacefully.
I threw them pieces of bread.
They put their front paws resting on the hood of my car and pick up the pieces of bread with their muzzles.
Sometimes the pig tries to catch the dog´s piece of bread and the opposite happens too, but I “say to them” who should eat the bread that I’m throwing.
I talk to the dog and to the pig telepathically.

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

I dreamed I was at work with T and we were preparing everything for the reception of a ship. Outside the installation, the ground was all mud.
The tanker trucks fired up the ramps, falling into the mud, rolling...but then landing up properly in the parking lot.
T and I suddenly decided to go, in the middle of the shift, to the beach (the beach resembled the one in my hometown).
On the beach we did some kite-surfing.
Suddenly we heard by radio communication that it was necessary to prepare the loading arm 21 for E. M.
I went looking and found the T near our things, already dressed.
We return to work before someone notice we were out.
It was night.
We found E. M. with a bowl, the bowl had potatoes and beans, he complained that the beans were hard.
I told him he could use our microwave, and he said to let it go.
He sat in the meeting room to eat.
We went to a kitchen that i didn´t recognized, it was me, E.M. and another person did not recognize.
EM regretted not having followed the recipe because the in the bowl there wasn´t bean leaves.

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

I dreamed I was in a place (which could very well be a cross between the Swiss Alps and Scandinavia).
I was with A. I was a few years older, with a beard covering my face, and a wool cap in my head.
Me and A were responsible for a kind of station that studied the ecological status of the planet.
Our house was round, white, and had four windows in front. Near the house was a huge deposit of seventeen feet. Near the deposit, there was a huge pipe that entered the soil. The portion of pipe that was out, continued throughout the landscape until out of sight ... all this were irrigation systems. At the bottom of the landscape there were mountains (four or five) covered with ice.

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Comments: Part of dateless dreams series

I dreamed i was in a giant spaceship (semi-organic, semi-material), with a crew of three people. We could see the Cosmos through the ship, the ship was some kind of dark-purple mesh/net.
We were messing with LCD transparent touch screens.
The ship,inside, was made of various tunnels that were all connected with a central control room - the nerve center of the ship.
The tunnels (all leading to this control room) where large and very long and had to be crossed with other ships, but smaller.
There was zero gravity throughout the entire ship, except in the control room.
There was something that went wrong, because as we were calibrating equipment and chemical levels of the ship, an alarm sounded and everyone had to leave fast.

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Comment: Part of the dateless dreams series

I dreamed I was kind of a secret agent, but nothing like James Bond, more like Toorop (Babylon AD). I was walking in tunnels with a large bush knife and a machine gun, and I was going to dismantle a secret underground base that had an atomic missile. After passing through a tunnel filled with traps and guards I went into the silo where the missile was.
I climbed the stairs and ended up in a wide street (after leaving the railing)
Two men came running towards me with arms to keep me from fleeing.
I stabbed the first in the right side of the abdomen, he immediately died.
I continued to run, the second tried to shoot me, I was quicker and shot him with a machine gun burst. He fell to the ground, dead, I kept running.
A third man saw me and released a German shepherd who began running towards me. I ran faster until i reached a river.
I jumped into the water (jump and dive).
The dog swam behind me too, but I managed to get to the other side of the river.
My allies were waiting for me with tanks and troops. There is one person who helps me get out of the water, a brother in arms). The dog fled ... I managed to escape.
I looked to my reflection in a tank ... I have long hair, a brown trench coat and a black and white scarf around me. I have military boots.
The dream "tells me" that I am part of the French Resistance, and I am fighting against the Italians. The river that I crossed is the border between France and Italy.

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Comment: Part of the dateless dreams series

I dreamt that that I fell asleep in my bed straight into a lucid dream where I grew wings and flew through the ceiling. It was exhilarating and I flew higher and through more and more ceilings, one after another. Then I noticed the ceiling fans were below me and I was actually flying downwards (paradoxically it would seem).
Then I landed lying in front of St. Peter's gate. A large stone gate standing on top of a circular stone foundation, seemingly floating in space. The gate was unattached, merely a gate with the carving "St. Peter's" on it. I started getting scared and really wanted to ascend, away from here. I was lying in my bed again, "half-asleep" (still within a dream). I even kept having to adjust my sleeping mask on my eyes.
After wishing hard enough to ascend, everything became bathed in golden light, and I knew I had golden wings. I flew up once more only to start falling straight down, quickly. Staring straight up, I fell straight past the gate and the platform it was on so I could see how it was standing atop a giant tower or spire. I kept falling, fast, with occasional vibrations that I could feel in the "real" world (within a dream).
Finally I landed on my my back on my bed, but under my eye mask I could see the shadows of flames flickering in the corners of my room and my bed started getting hot. (I could never really see any flames) My legs and back grew warm. I could see the shadow of a figure walking bath and forth on one wall. And heard a voice talking less TO me, but more AT me. It was around this point I realized I was in Hell and shocked myself awake.


I actually only woke up with a very vague after sense of warmth on my back. And surprisingly the fear and surprise wasn't there, like how emotions follow me from other intense dreams. I think that everything took place in a dream within a dream really helped. That and the fact that I don't believe in a Heaven or Hell and am incredibly secure in that belief that it didn't bother me as much as it should in my logical waking world. Of course I'm shaken that I would have such a dream in the first place, but I still think it was neat. Also even though the dream FELT lucid it couldn't have been, I was merely dreaming of having a lucid dream where these things happened.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had one dream and one fragment last night.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragment
*I'm on a battlefield with a bunch of other weird superheroes or something. We're at war, but suddenly a huge monster appears. He's our united enemy and we all focus different coloured laser beams at him, trying to bring him down.

05.10: Oops!
I'm at a trainstation with my friends, trying to buy myself a train ticket. The machine won't give me the correct one and I'm in a hurry. "Hurry up dude! The train is leaving!" my friends tell me. After what seems an eternity, I get the right ticket and we get on the train.

The dream skips. I'm in a car, on my way to pick someone up. I take the wrong turn and have to go through the main square of my hometown. People are sitting down at the sidewalk on both sides, they look like emo kids with guitars. I'm not in a car anymore, but on a kick bike. I intend to do an U-turn. I spot a nice place and turn. "Crack!" I run an emo kid's fancy guitar pick. I get off my bike. "Shit sorry!" I say and pick it up. It's got a wheel loose (?) and I don't think it can be fixed just like that. "Oh man" he complains. "Ofcourse I'll buy a new one" I say. "How much was it?" "Well, 1700 crowns."

"Oh damnit." The emo kid heads into a store and I'm left waiting by the entrance. A guy on a dirt bike appears and rides into the place. The guy comes back and we head back the road I came from. I spot a pair of metal stairs, going in a down spiral. We head up and at the top I stop and pop two painkillers, downing them with some beer. "Okay wait here" I say and head into the store. I remember being in here before.

It looks like some big gaming store. I can see 3D games and a Kinect infront of me. Aswell as alot of different cool games on the shelves. A guy comes up to me. "Hey, can I help you?" he asks me. "Uhm, I actually have no clue what I was supposed to do in here" I tell him. Weird.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Tonight I'm going for my second WBTB during the weekday. Going to bed super early to get as much sleep as possible. My goal is to find a dragon!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!