non-lucid

Windhover's Dream

Dream fragments

I met Amy Lee from Evanescence I saved her from something dangerous. all I remember is that, she was laughing out loud and joking around.
dream scene jumped. like watching a movie, I saw Re-l and Vincent from ERgo Proxy I dont recall Pino, but I felt her presence.
the sky was dark, cloud with brown and gray. it was windy.
vincent was driving Centzon. Re-l was near him, having conversation. vincent asked her,
"did you do something to Donov Mayer?"
then Re-l suddenly trembled, looking nervous. she covered her face wither hands. she sobbed. Ive never seen her this weak! lol
vince try to calm her down....and re-l tried to kiss him.
dream scence jumped. I met my English teacher again at my house garage
my mom was carrying some sort of food? and opened the garage door, greeting my teacher

My first dream of the night is mostly fragments. Its really hard to piece how they went together. I know that at first I was in the vitamin shoppe again with allen. I was looking at all the energy boosters. Then I was Eatting steak at my mothers house at some point. It was incredibly delicious and I asker her how to make it. Next allen and I are apart of the werewolf gang in true blood season 4. I don't think we are werewolves though. Lastly, it was pitch black outside. As it is in so many of my dreams.


The world was possibly coming to an end. I was at my Gma lucys old house with my dad. We began to pack many items. I had a back pack filled with stuff that I considered necessary for when stuff started to go down. I packed tooth brushes, toilet paper, silver (since it went up really high in value and we were going to scrap it for cash), we each took a handgun. My dad had a pistol and I had a revolver. I packed clothes, food, small tent, maps, soap, medicine, extra. The list was extensive. The tv was on while we packed. The news caster was talking about how war and huge waves and volcano explosions were all going to happen at once. That is we wanted to survive we needed to head for the trees. Suddenly I was no longer at my grandmothers and allen was with me, not my dad. We only had $12,000 for all our cash I was trying to pack him up but he wasn't taking it serious enough. He was looking up staffs to buy and was just kind of hanging out. He went to the bathroom and his phone rang. It was curly blue (alex). I answered the phone. Alex said that he needed to speak to allen immediately. I told him id have him call him back. I knew for some reason that curly was going to offer to fly allen out to London with him. I also knew London was going to be hit by a huge wave and everyone would die. I thought about not telling allen that curly called but I realized that may back fire. I told allen and allen lucky seemed on board to stay. I was finished packing for us and I was ready to enter the woods.

I am a teenager again living at my parents old house. For some reason my sister lives is a little girl (about 5) and living there too. I watch some tv show with her and I braid her hair and scratch her back. In being a very loving sister (strange). I left her in the house and I decided to go outside. There was a woodsy are behind the house across the street. It had a small fire pit with logs all around it. All the neighborhood teens would hang out there. A small party is going on and everyone is drinking beer out of red plastic cups. Im sitting on a log in a flannel style shirt. I think it may have been the early ninety's by the way everyone is dressed. An older man with white hair comes out of nowherer. He is making flirting faces at me and I am trying togo avoid eye contact. He sits next to me on the log but I continue to stare at the fire. He starts asking me questions about what's me name and stuff. I ignore him. Then he super creepily tells me my sister is awake and I should check on her. I turn to him with disgust and run back home. I lock the doors and check on Hailey, who is sleeping.

Allen and I are at some swimming center. The pool is huge, like olympic sized. He jumps in and starts doing laps. I am not ready and I want to look around since the place is so beautiful. The place is like a palace. There are beige stone walls and pillars everywhere. I can't even begin to describe how huge the place was. There were beautiful white curtains hanging down from the wall where there were arches. I walked around for a very long time. I decided to go swim in the shallow area and let allen teach me. As I walked up it looked huge. But when I got in the pool shrunk to the size of a bath tub. I was alone in the tub and I thought to myself that it would be impossible to swim in this. I called allens name out a few times but no one came. I noticed now that there was a blue shower curtain next to me and I was in a white bathroom.

So, this nightmare occurred in the time space of one hour.
I fell asleep at 23:30 and woke up at 00:30, soaked in sweat.

I do not remember much from the actual dream, other than it was really dark, I was in a Colosseum, and a paranormal spirit pushed me out on the fighting grounds, to watch me battle with a paranormal enormous bull that I could only sense and hear, simply for it's own entertainment. The spirit was a teenage girl, however, I didn't actually see or hear her. She talked to me through my mind, and pushed me while I could only sense her being there.
The bull rushed towards me, hit me heads-first, and sent me flying.

That's all I can remember, but I am sure there was more to it. I recall something about walking through passages in darkness, but I am not sure.

Was playing softball with youngest kids at camp. They threw the ball a certain weird way and the guy was teaching me how. He looked certain that I was going to do bad and had a smile because his kid was going to score. I wasn't going o let that happen. Alarm went off. Time for a wbtb.

Long dream about getting a sacred chinese artifact to safety. We were held by string and walked from place to place cleansing the next artifact
to once cleansed it would lead us to the next one. I liked walking those long distances and we would party and celebrate after every artifact that we returned. During a celebration I met up with two women who's dad was a chinese leader for the artifact. I brought her to us to show her the artifacts. She killed a lot of us and ran with the artifact saying it was over for us. This happened in slow motion as we watched her run. We all started screaming and ran to get her. She lead us to a chinese looking house with a pool. We all jumped in the pool to get her. I stayed on top. I heard struggling and then all our guys started surfacing and were dead. I somehow got the artifact and ran but was running slow. It was all rewinding. It then showed a conspiracy on how we were revived from the start. Alarm went off.

Can't remember what I was dreaming about, but I know that I woke up from a dream into another dream. At some point I became lucid and was flying around.

Awake Non-Lucid Vivid

This was after my WBTB, where I done a mantra saying that I will wake up after each REM, lie still and DEILD.

I'm in a large music room with a class, although there's only a few of us here. The only person I actually notice and take an interest in is a tall boy with strawberry blonde hair. There are two piano's, which I decide to try and play. I sit down and try to play a familiar piece, but the keys are flat and not defined, so I find it very hard to play.

Suddenly a teacher -a man- comes in and says we need to move out, that we're homeless and on the run. We all troop out into medieval Scotland. We walk for ages, trying to get to the border between Scotland and England. I swear and jump about, because it's legal in Scotland but not England (only in the dream of course). I run ahead of everyone, trying to find the sign. Eventually I see i've ran past it into England. Scared, I quickly re-cross the border.

Night has fallen and everyone is chilled to the bone, and tired. We huddle together, shivering. They all move away to find a place to sleep. I notice two dark, twisted gates facing each other. I move to the one on the left, climb up the tall stone walls until i'm peering over it.

There's bushes and gravestones everywhere. Sticks of fire light up patches of the area. I get the feeling that I can change things, so with a bit of effort I manage to make some of the graves sparkle blue.

With a shriek, a gargoyle flies past, a firey torch on it's back and a spear clenched in it's claws. I drop to the ground before it sees me and realise with horror that this is the cursed graveyard. Anyone who is seen in it is doomed to be hunted down and brutally murdered by the monsters inside, if they are seen. It's why there are torches everywhere, and the monsters carry them with them.

But, the graveyard opposite the cursed, is a safe haven. Unsure if i've been spotted, I sprint into the safe graveyard to find my group. They're on the dirty ground, curled up sleeping. Heart pounding, I lie down. I can't sleep because I still feel something is wrong.

Where's the blonde boy? I can't see him. He didn't go into the graveyard did he? Fear gripping me, I run back over to the cursed graveyard. Instead of climbing, I fly up into the air. Yes! He's down in there. I can't let him be seen.

I shoot out my hand, which extinguishes a nearby fire. I do this to the ones around him, and even to the flying gargoyle, which shrieks menacingly. I don't care, I just need to get the guy out of here.

And unfortunately I can't remember any more than that It was rather creepy..

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting in my room, I think I was supposed to be moving away soon. Someone called me on the phone. I picked it up, and it was some random teenage girl that I didn't know. Apparently, a lot of people I didn't know had been calling me lately. She lived out of state, I think she told me she lived in Kentucky. After that, there was awkward silence, and then I told her I was from Tennessee. We talked a little bit more, then there was more silence. I took that opportunity to hang up. I figured she didn't know me anyway so what did it matter?

I then saw the US from above. My view would zoom from location to location, and snow would cover wherever my vision stopped, mostly on top of houses. I remember thinking that I wished it would snow like that here.

Then, I was in my old high school's auditorium. The lights were all out and many people were there. There was some extremely dangerous magic show taking place. On the stage, I saw some smiling women with very sharp knives who were coming entirely too lose to stabbing this guy. He didn't seem too concerned with it though.

Then, I was on the stage on the left side. I was handed a very light stick with an ember burning on the end. I was up there with a few other people who all had the sticks as well. There were burning torches on the sides of the stage. In the middle of a stage was a chair. Someone was supposed to sit in that chair while we lit the tops of our sticks and almost set the person on fire, kind of like what the women with the knives were doing. I saw some people sitting on the right side of the stage who were supposed to come sit in the chair. My old high school friends Sara and Rachel were among them.

Someone, a guy, volunteered to sit in the chair. We were about to begin. My stick was lit on fire, as was everyone else's. I then decided that this was cruel and I couldn't do it. I put the stick out, threw it, left the stage and ran towards the exit. People started to applaud me, but only a few. It sounded like it was going to escalate to thunderous applause, but it was very short and light. I didn't care, I just wanted out of there.

I was then standing in what looked kind of like the entrance to my college's recreation center. Behind the counter, I saw a black man who was a bit older than me wearing a suit. He said hello to me. At first, I thought it was my friend Josh, but as I got closer, I noticed it was someone I didn't know. He asked me a question, and I didn't quite catch it. I said
"What?"
He didn't repeat the question, but instead started handing out some things, I can't remember what, but he handed me one as well. I figured that he had been trying to ask me something about what he had just handed me.

~

I woke up and looked at my phone. It said it was 5:34 (maybe 37? Can't quite recall) in the morning. Huh, that's weird, I thought it was like 10 or 11. I heard my brother getting ready in the bathroom. I looked again, and it still said it was 5:34. Oh well. I went back to sleep.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at a train station at night. I might have been with one other person. Otherwise, the place was empty. The station was like a short, long, covered platform with fluorescent lights, with another platform, which was uncovered and completely dark. It kind of felt like I was in the middle of nowhere.

One train came on the tracks at the covered platform. I noticed either that it was the wrong train or that it was going in the wrong direction. It was like these trains were running on subway lines, even though I wasn't familiar with these lines.

There might have been two different lines at this station. Both the lines had "Queens" as one of their final destinations. One of the lines had a town that sounded like "Cambridgeshire" (???) as the second of its final destinations.

I was looking for a train heading away from Queens. Another train was arriving, this time at the uncovered tracks. I was pretty sure it was heading away from Queens, so I thought it might be the right train. I walked over to the train.

The train was very tall, with the actual car maybe one and a half meters off the ground. The inside of the train was totally dark. The train was about to pull away. I got the impression that this was the wrong train. To double check, right before the train pulled away, I jumped up twice into the air, flashing a "sign" (basically, my hands were both lifted up and spread out, as if I were trying to give someone two high-fives) into the train.

I knew now that this was the wrong train. The train may have started to pull away. I realized some person in control of some kind of rail operations had seen me flash the signs into the train. I wondered if he would think I was trying to cause some trouble, or that I had thrown something dangerous onto the train.

I walked away from the platform. I may have been hoping to find my friend and stick to him, so that nobody would think I was dangerous.

I was now with my brother and sister in a kitchen. The kitchen was probably really dim, which may have made it feel really small and crowded. We were gathered around a smallish, round, fake-wood table. One or two of us may have been standing. The other/s was/were standing.

One of us, possibly my sister, may have mentioned something bad about the way my dad had been treating us. Later, somehow, I saw my dad. He was talking to me or to everybody. But he couldn't remember my name. It was simply like he hadn't had anything to do with me for so long that he couldn't remember my name. He may have apologized for this fact. I may have told him it was okay.

Later, my dad was changing diapers. He may have been changing my diapers, although I seemed to be at least partly separated from the person changed, and the person being changed probably did seem like a small baby. The diaper was a small diaper, for a really litttle baby. It was full of urine, and it smelled horrible.

My dad may have been balling up this diaper. He may now actually have been complaining, as if his inability to remember my name were an actual shortcoming of my own.

Dream #2

I was out on a sunny balcony. The floor was probably concrete. The barrier and the apartment wall may have been bright white. I may have been sitting at something like a school desk, looking out and across to another huge building.

There was a black man behind me. He was a schoolteacher. Apparently I had been studying the subject he taught, all on my own. He was very impressed by the amount of independent interest I'd shown in his subject. He gave me some words of encouragement, then said he was going to teach his class now.

There was apparently a window to my left. I heard it open. I knew that the teacher's classroom was actually the room with the window. I looked in through the screen as the teacher began his lesson. He had erased something off a chalkboard and then written a long, kind of complex equation on the board. Somehow he made it very easy to understand, very simple.

I realized the teacher had been giving the lecture for me. So I decided to at least go in and listen, to show him I was thankful that he'd thought of me. I walked into the building.
Before the classroom there was a small alcove. I had left "my backpack" in this alcove. My textbook (as if I were actually in the teacher's class now) was in my backpack. As I went to get it, I passed the doorway into the classroom. I saw that everybody in the classroom was sitting in very small chairs, possibly with no desks.

The teacher began to criticize everybody for some kind of sloppy aspect of their work. It may have had something to do with not bringing either their work or their textbooks to class. I felt like this criticism was largely directed at me. But I felt like at least today I couldn't be criticized for not bringing my book to class.

I opened my backpack and pulled my book out. It was jammed into my backpack, amid a whole bunch of loose papers, possibly with equations all over them.

I was now out on a street in the suburbs. I was trying to get somewhere on time. I had probably left class at an awkward time specifically so I could get to this other place on time. I was walking along a street which may have felt like it was along some kind of ridge, looking down to an expanse of blocks of houses. The sky was dim, smoky grey, almost dirty-coppery.

I felt drops of rain. I thought I should head back home (?) to get either a raincoat or an umbrella. I actually turned back and walked a few steps "toward home." But I decided that since I was wearing a red, waterproof jacket, I didn't need either a raincoat or umbrella. I turned back in the direction of my destination.

I now felt a lot of rain. I turned back again, thinking I really should go back home for something. But I turned right back around, toward my destination. I figured if I hurried I could make it without getting extremely wet.

At the same time I heard a group of young boys, maybe ten or so years old, rough-housing with each other. One of the boys, a kind of shaggy-haired, blonde boy with gold-tan skin and wearing a baggy, green, plaid, flannel shirt and baggy jeans, recognized me. He shouted out to me in his rough-housing voice.

I kept walking, as if I didn't hear the boy. I knew I had promised before that I would play with him. But I couldn't do it now. I had to get to my destination. If the boy were to think I'd heard him, he'd follow me. And I didn't want him to follow me, either. I thought he'd get bored. I walked faster away.

But the boy kept following me. He called after me. I was walking fast, almost running, along a grass ridge looking down to the blocks of houses in the valley. Finally I said to the boy, "Fine. You can come along -- if you can follow me!"

I started running down a street on a slope. But I was running in something like a crawling position. But the crawling was very fast and low, almost like the height and speed of Luke Skywalker's flying car in Star Wars. (Although, on waking, I'd thought that my running position had been something like that of a scorpion.)

It was raining a lot by now. I "ran" down a steeply sloped street and then down a gently sloped street. I sped through a few more streets, zigzagging around corners. But the boy was still behind me.

I was now probably approaching my destination. I was in an area that felt like it was indoors, even though it probably was outdoors. The sky (if it was a sky) was dark.

I ran past a power plant, which was a huge area, full of shiny, silvery metal pipes, all tightly banded together, and weird, beaker-shaped structures maybe three meters tall, also made out of the silvery metal, but with some kind of blue circles on them, possibly on their bases.

It was like I was "running" on a path or aisle space around this power plant. The power plant was on my left. As I turned a corner to my left, a grocery store chain's warehouse stood on the right side of the path. It was possibly for a Kroger's, King Sooper's, or Safeway chain.

I ran around another left corner, but I found that the grocery warehouse building was going to merge with the power plant. It did, and as I rounded another corner, I found myself in a culdesac made out of the structures of the power plant and the walls of the grocery warehouse.

I turned around. The boy hadn't gotten around this last corner, but he wasn't far behind. I ran into him at some kind of stairway or something. We were definitely indoors now.

I looked to my right and saw, a ways away, a few women beyond a door and in something like a library. The women were all maybe in their mid or late twenties. They were all really pretty, with really nice bodies, and they were all dressed professionally.

I "remembered" that I had just come from that library. I had had to take a subway home from there, possibly with a group of kids I had volunteered to supervise. We'd taken a cicrcuitous route, and we'd needed to change trains at least once. After all that trouble, I "remembered," we'd only gotten to this place. But this place was a very short walk from where we'd started! I kind of thought that sometimes the train was more trouble than it was worth.

But as the boy and I walked through a set of swinging doors (like doors going into the back area of a grocery store, like a meat area), I looked back over to the girls in the library. I felt like if I kept looking at them long enough, while they were unaware of me, I'd catch some of them starting to make out with each other. I was pretty sure they were all gay, but that they were just hiding it from me.

The boy and I were now in a small, foyer-like area. To my left, the area seemed to fade off into something like an outdoor area with a maze of metal staircases. To my right was another set of doors, hard double-doors like the entrance to the school. Before me was a window wall. It was night outside and dark in this foyer-like space.

The boy was now a girl. She was a freshman in high school, and I was a senior in college. But this girl still liked me. And I probably liked her. There was another girl with us. She was probably my age.

I left the situation. The older girl told the younger girl that if she liked me she should just go with it. She should tell me she liked me.

There was now a view of the girl's family. The oldest son of the family was in a coma. The mother was watching over him. The son seemed to be laid out on a bed-like table in a room that kind of looked like a bedroom in a suburban house.

Now the scene had changed. The woman was still watching over the oldest son. But the mother was now with another woman, or possibly another two women her age. None of the women may have been wearing pants.

The mother told the other women, "My daughter told me, 'I don't care what you think! I'm just gonna live my life and love who I wanna love!'" The mother was saying this in a bragging tone, as if she were proud of her daughter standing up for herself and going out with an older boy.

The mother walked away from the group, still talking about some of the things her daughter had said. The mother's panties were loose, and I saw something jutting out from the back of the crotch, like a maxi pad or a diaper.

I was now standing out on some sidewalk, possibly in a space like out in front of an airport. It was morning. The sun was up, but it wasn't over the buildings, so there were little shafts of gold light and big pools of grey-blue shadow. It may have been cold outside.

I was out on the sidewalk with a young man who probably looked a lot like Lance Loud from the reality show An American Family. The young man was in something like the situation the girl had been in. Except now the situation was that the young man was gay. He'd told his mother, but she didn't approve. They'd gotten into an argument and hadn't spoken with each other in a while.

But now the oldest son had woken out of his coma and was coming with his mother to meet the young man. The car pulled up to the curb. The oldest son, who kind of looked like a young Andy Warhol in terrible, sixties-style clothes, got out of the car and greeted the young man.

The oldest son said, "What's the deal man? I know you need to express yourself. But think of how I did it! Do it with a little more sense and tact."

The oldest son himself was apparently gay. He had, however, broken the news to his mother with a lot better results.

The oldest son then asked the young man, "By the way, do you have any cash I might be able to borrow?"

The oldest son and the young man walked down a few cars, to an old, seventies-style cadillac which had just pulled up. It was a drug dealer's car. The oldest son and the young man were apparently going to shoot up on heroin right there, in front of everybody. The young man even had one of his sleeves rolled up!

The three of us were now in some trash-strewn area at the base of columns for a bridge. We were all sitting in furniture, like a whole living froom set had been laid out in this trash-strewn area. We were all waiting for some guy, possibly someone like a drug dealer, or someone to gived us money for drugs.

As we waited, the oldest son turned on a song by Elliott Smith, probably from his album Figure 8. I thought I knew the song. But I was only getting half the words. I wondered to myself if the oldest son liked Elliott Smith because he kind of sounded like Lance Loud. Lance Loud was something of a gay icon. So if Elliott Smith sounded like Lance Loud, maybe gay males sympathized with him. (WTF???)

The next song to play was a Beatles song. It was to the tune of "This Boy," but it had something to do with the words "Sweet Girl" or "Sweet Angel." I managed to half-sing along with this song as well.

I began to wonder if the young man was getting jealous of me. I knew all the songs the oldest son was playing. I seemed to be showing off that fact. Would the oldest son think I knew a lot, and would he fall in love with me? Was I taking the oldest son's love away from the young man? I may have stoppedd singing at this point, so it wouldn't look like I was singing to impress the oldest son.

Dream #3

I walked into a narrow-looking shop on a narrow, stage-like street of wood-fronted buildings. The store was something like a Victoria's Secret. It was getting close to closing time. There were three girls working at the shop, all talking with each other. None of them seemed too worried about my presence.

I looked around the shop. There were all kinds of panties for little girls. There was apparently lingerie somewhere as well. For some reason I thought I'd try on some of the lingerie. I thought I'd buy some of the little girl panties and wear them while I tried on the lingerie. I thought I'd ask the women working at the store if they were okay with this. (WTF?)

But the girls were still talking and joking with each other, apparently getting ready to close the shop for the night. And I still couldn't find the lingerie.

I climbed up on top of one table and then scaled up a bunch of wall-mounted racks. High up in a rack I found more little girl's panties. One pair was pink, satiny, skinny-looking panties. Another pair was like satiny boy-short panties. They were mostly pink, with some blue on the hips. They also had some design like a weird, almost tribal-looking, but cartoony, butterfly on them.

I mayy eventually have spoken with one of the girls.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

Vesterguard's Dream

Note: Had no recall for yesterday's attempt so haven't posted anything, however I hope my fairly productive night will make up for this

22-08-11 I am at a supernatural convention. Basically it is a big hall where beasts and entities are gathered to find work or clans to hang out with. I am some kind of vampire and assassin and I am there with a mate who is a therianthrope.

We have little cards that describe who and what we are and what sort of salary we are entitled to. My mate gets almost double of my 200 dollars, because he is a shifter and not just a vamp like me. We try and find work where there is room for both of us, which I think we are successful at.

There may be an attack on the convention, which forces a skip to our new workplace.

There is a female assassin dressed in detailed black/dark leather armour. I am somehow connected to this female, we seem to have special abilities. She can teleport and I am busy teaching myself how to fly in the courtyard of the hangout to increase my value.

At first it is just long jumps with a slow fall towards the ground. Gradually I manage to remain airborne by adding large swimming motions with my arms and as the dream progress the movement requirements gets smaller and smaller.

In the same courtyard the female assassin demonstrates her teleporting abilities by porting with the werewolf I am becoming friends with (might be my mate from the beginnig, though so may the female). She ports up drop off the wolf that starts falling she ports again, and the again while she keeps picking up the wolf and taking him higher and higher into the air.

Her teleporting looks like Nightcrawler of the X-men films with the black smoke after each port.

Our boss is there watching and I start flying around, while explaining the obvious benefits of having a flying vamp around. This I do to get a raise (xD). I think I manage to convince the boss, because he starts talking about us already moving into executive range, I am happy, so is my mate.

I fly upwards sort of spiraling it is daylight and the sky is very blue with quite some amount of clouds in it, we are in a different larger rectangular courtyard, we fly upwards and I start to wonder how high I can go (My very first lucid included the experience of flying upwards and then reappearing at the ground later, thought it to be lack of imagination).

I realise I can keep going, but it will just take time. I land on the building and starts running immediately, I am joined by my friend (I know not if this was the werewolf or the lady, though I am having trouble disentangling them at this point).

I run as fast as I can for the sheer pleassure, I jump off the edge, enjoys the fall and takes off into flight at the last moment. I then fly to a little café on an elevated wooden platform and grabs the head of an elderly female before she realise what is going on, I drink a tiny bit from her neck and mind trick her into forgetting. I might give her blood to help heal (TB style).

I look around no one seems to have noticed, I know I am the type that wouldn't kill, I know I only need a tiny bit of blood, though I am a bit unsure as to how much this business of flying will drain my reserves.

Skip.

First mission, we are in the realm of fae, we are in a building, with very small rooms, essentially not high enough to the ceiling for me to take off into flight. We are here investigating, something has happened and we need info.

We end up in front of a small table with goblins/dwarf/halfling type creatues around, towards one of the bookshelves in the corner (which later appear on the table) I see a plop, it looks a bit like the non-specific construct when Reynolds is first learning about his ring in Green Lantern from the bird man, though I only see a part and glimpse of it and the colour is silver to grey.

I know magic has been used then and I suspect we are talking about mind fucking magic (against the laws, as all Dresden readers will know ^^). The air around the table has taken on a misty blue feeling, feels more dense and colourful than waking life (outside the fae realm).

I am about to switch on my sight, which will allow me to observe residual magic, I press the spot of my third eye, but realise there is fae/goblin around us and they seem to be helping at the minute, so I ask them to do it, because the sight off course will be with me forever and it might look really nasty.

First I ask right, but he says he aint a practitioner, then I ask the halfling/dwarf on my left and he does it and confirms that there be residual magic, mind magic, from the way it looks he confirms that it has been “used for construction”.

I get the meaning of this, someone is running around acting on either wrong ideas or images.

Slight skip, due to montage and a mainly orange piece of crude artwork that describes fire goblins (one of the people I was just talking to) it says that they are vicious, can kill themselves or bring beasts in for the fun as well without any particular preference, they will follow your lead one moment and turn on you the next.

Dangerous fuckers in other words.

Skip.

Back in the realm of the faeries I have a birds eye view of a river with green beds and lots of plants, I see a woman headed in one direction and then a person (presumably a fire goblin) shouts out for his beasts to start a good hunt, I see wolves, raptors and other beings as well start darting towards the woman.

Then there is a voice that says “... for questions three” and the woman (apparently a cunning wizard) latch on to the opportunity, turns around and shouts “parley” (like the pirates films I think) and all the beasts stop, I mean they don't just break and stand there, they freeze in time, it would seem like the goblin is bound by words and promises as the rest of the faes.

However the wizard wastes no time and opens a way back into the normal realm. This way or gate or portal looks incredible, a little area of all the colours of the visible spectrum.

She and me back in the vamp character find herself on the same riverbed, but the real world version of it, in fact she is quite conveniently located, though she had to gamble opening the way from the fae, which you never know where will open up in the real world.

I start flying back towards camp next to the river. Then I see my wolf mate, he is walking happily along the river singing something. I fly over him, but slow down and start walking on the muddy ground waiting for him to catch up so I can chill out to the lovely music.

I start explaining that the woman is getting better though she was lucky as always with the way she escaped from the Nevernever and came out in such a safe location.
…

I don't remember what led to me turning lucid, in fact I only remember fragments of the dream. Think that on this occasion, which is rare for me, I actually managed to continue sleeping after a lucid dream. Suppose that does score a point for the state dependant memory of dreams theory.

The lighting is really bright. It is probably something like noon and I realise I am dreaming. I look out over the lands and expect Chichén Itzá to appear on my left. It does and I get excited. However it doesn't look completely like it does now.

First of all I am not at Chichén Itzá, but rather I am at the sea and I have long travel ahead of me through jungle and Mayan villages. It is only El Castillo I see in the back ground.

The villages themselves look like they would have back when the civilisation was active, rich in colourings. However the architecture of the houses also look like they have a mixture of 1001 night design in them.

I start making my way through the city and although I am impatient, as I want to get to El Castillo really quickly, I continuously force myself to relax, which in the city results in me noticing and taking time to stroke a shoulder of one of the Mayans, who all look like farmers or common people dressed in white. There may be someone not wearing shirts as well.

There might be something about a Jaguar, which might just be me thinking of a Jaguar in all fairness.

I remember it being quite a slow trot to get to El Castillo and when I get there it might not look exactly like it does in waking life.

I fly/run around shouting screaming at other dreamers that I am here, though I don't find anyone, I don't particularly remember being alone when I decide to light the beacon.

My beacon isn't how it looks on the website and I know this, but this seems to be the most stable lucid I have had in a while so I try if I can make something cool.

I raise my hand towards the sky and throw a spell. The spell is designed to make fire rise in a straight lance from my upwards faced hand. At first I don't look up, just waiting a bit so I can use the expectation trick again, it doesn't work though.

The only thing that happens is the fingertips on my right hand turn extremely hot. I mean place your hand on a hot plate for several seconds hot, though I feel the heat, the pain doesn't seem present. But I get scared and stop.

I don't remember if I threw the beacon before running around shouting, and I am sure there is more to this dream. Also I don't know where I got the following names from, but they are picked up in dreams and think they might be this one.

Vanessa (or similar); Mary/Mara.
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I am at my grandfather's place. My mum is putting diapers on my niece, two of them. I ask her why 2, she replies “because I can”. Whatever.

I pick up my niece and play a bit with her, my mum tells me not to over excite her. She turns into a cat and picks up a pillow and starts playing with it while I hold her.

She is playing with it classic cat style, on her back all four legs stretched upwards, kicking with her back legs while holding on with her front paws and biting. (People with cats will probably know what I mean =P)

Skip.

Standing at the fridge, doing something.

Something about buying chips and gambling, my granddad wants to teach my mum or niece. My dad tells him there is nothing to teach as it is just turning money into another form of currency.

I just overhear this conversation.

Fragments
I was in Saints Row 2 and then shifted to watching EastEnders where Kat was going to leave Jean and everybody.

I was playing football and I was rapping.

Dream 1
I was in the sea or flying around a beach. I went to a hotel and there was a kind fat guy he looked a bit like Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons and he seemed to like everything I liked. The room was pretty small and he had lots of computers and stuff.



I said I liked The Clone Wars and he said "me too" I said I watched Regular Show and he said "Regular Show is fun" then we laughed. The he said something about a droid invasion so we went with some Clones across the beach to a kind of island with thousands of droid factories and we had Clone on hover bikes fighting.



We did battle I think we won and that's that.

I was sitting next to a body of water alone staring into the water. The sun was setting and whatever I was trying to see in the water was becoming impossible. Then I was showing my sister to her room. It was like a little house inside of a bigger one. There was two rooms where her room was, mine and hers. The walls were made of glass. I showed her, her room. Her room was empty. Only a bed. Then I showed her my room down the hall. Mine was full of stuff. Very similar to how I have my room now. As we passed her room again I watched my cat Cookie walk into her room and get in her bed. I walked toward to the big window in the empty living room. I stared out the window. The view was a big water area. I teleported to the area I was staring. I was now standing in water up past my knees. I noticed a man sitting on a bench in the water. I walked over to him. He reminded me of tony stark from iron man. For some reason in my dream I knew him, I felt he was the only one I could relate too. I knew I couldn't hide my feelings from him so I just went with the flow. He reminds me of tyler....we had drinks in margarita glasses. I was on his lap kissing him. The water was higher than the bench. Then he said "nobody quite understands" and I responded "neither do I?" Then I notice the sun rising. It reminded me there was something in the water I wanted to see. I grab my drink and have him follow me to a good spot to see in the water. Then transported again while staring I ended up where I was looking. I began swimming in the water to find what there....then I notice a lobster looking thing coming for my face...it freeked me out for a second...but then the thought crossed my mind of eating it..I came up out of the water for a breath and better view....then I see "tony" and some younger kid were putting the lobster in front of my face showing me their catch...I wake up.

Evolventity's Dream

August 21, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep ~5AM, woke up at ~8AM, fell asleep at 10AM, woke up at 4:30PM.
-I'm walking passed a local Verizon store and it's night time. I'm with a couple of other people; I don't know most of them. We have a plan to do something. We arrive in an area like a parking lot. I see an apartment neighbor (W*) and he is talking to me about something. This crew I'm with wants to have some "fun." According to them it is fun to hop in a van, speed down a street, and let yourself crash. I don't think it's a great idea. There's already a white van with us that we're going to use. I remember seeing a large building with shiny windows in the distance. I see some flammable liquid on the floor of the back of the van in front of the passenger seat. I light it while someone is sitting there in hopes that it will prevent the van from being used. It ignites but goes out. (Skip) I remember holding a little girl in the back of the van. Her mother is near behind me. I'm positioning us so that when we crash, we will not be too damaged. I look through the front window and see we're zooming down a steep street close to an intersection. It's pretty dark. I see some trees at the corners and a couple cars' headlights. I see in third person outside of the vehicle that we're going to crash. (Skip) Ambulances and cop cars have swarmed the area. I see the passengers covered in bloody injuries. Everyone is going to be arrested for playing such a game. I talk to one cop about not arresting the little girl, and an older woman. I also think about how I shouldn't being arrested either considering I wasn't intentionally involved. (Skip) A large bucket, about 200 gallons, hangs in the air 10 feet above the passengers. It spills and splashes a green acid onto them. Punishment?

(Regular Dream)
-K*G* and I are in my sister J*'s bedroom as she is laying down in her bed. The scene switches to her laying in her bed in my bedroom. The sun is lighting up the room through the window like usual. K*G* and I are giving her sugar. She gets annoyed and goes to the bathroom. We go back to her bedroom. J* calls K*G* a bitch. I say "wtf?" K*G* is upset and pissed so she grabs her backpack to leave. I follow her to the door and feel angry at her. J* comes to the door and then asks K*G* to cuddle with her.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented)
-I'm at Ross with my cousin C*. She beings telling others about an outfit I picked form the store that won me a car from Oprah. She tries to find the specific pair of shorts but we tell her they won't be here because the stock changes. -I'm still in Ross with the same layout except it's like a hospital. I'm with another older woman and she has a daughter about 5 years old. We are waiting for her grandfather to come out of the surgery room. I walk through a hall and grab him. He didn't have surgery yet but we walked out anyway. He sees an unknown girl and says "Is that my grandson?" I direct him to the right and present him to his granddaughter and he says "Oh, my grandson." (Skip) He's sitting in a chair while other people he knows are talking around him. I feel like an foreigner. He looks at me and I see that he is very dusty. I give him a handshake and step back. Then I give him a hug. We both smile. -I'm still at Ross and am with a woman and her 18~ year old daughter. We are looking for shampoo and come across some bubble bath that I remember as a child. It looks very familiar, like the exact one I used to have. I pick up the grape one from the brightly lit shelves and try to smell its nostalgic aroma. The daughter also grabs bottles and sniffs them. A worker to our right seems to dislike this, even though the one I'm sniffing had already been open and they are not sealed. She speaks into her walkie-talkie to the supervisor, giving our description, what's happening and what our vehicle looks like. The three of us head to the white van, slowly at first, and then rushing. I pull the handle of the door and sit inside quickly. I think I have an eyeglass cloth with me. We drive in a circle and then exit near a Denny's. As we're driving, we see another van with people from Ross speeding over 10 mph faster. A guy from the passenger seat in the front yells "Pull over!" and uses his hands to point. They u-turn back around to speed past us again. I think about the cops coming and that I have a stolen item on me. I look for it and want to throw it out of the window.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="royalblue"]Semi-Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]This night the WBTB alarm woke me up. So tonight I made an attempt!
On my first awakening, I tried to look for images, listen for sounds and even imagine myself swimming, but none of these worked so I was not in a non-physical focus. On my fourth fourth awakening I felt that my my right foot were outside of the bed and was not covered by my blanket, so it was freezing to death. Then I felt that the rest of my body started to vibrate slightly and then it felt like my whole body was going to get on fire. Everything became so hot that got chocked and that made everything slowly fade back to normal. I said to myself, that I am not going to give up and continued laying still, and constantly checking if I were in a non-physical focus, but I was unfortunately laying in a really weird position, so I couldn't fall back to sleep either, so it was either la there for eternity uncomfortable with no effect or move and get back to sleep.
I gave up and closed the rest of the alarms and just went back to sleep.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream about a girl named Johanna, we used to be ehrm in love when we were kids, and when we got older we broke up even if it wasn't that serrious. In this dream I met that girl and said "Hey, it's been a while", but she was shy and seemed a little bit angry at me, so I leaved her alone.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was standing in my old Taekwondo club and was going to change in the locker room, but when I there I saw that I was standing in the girls locker room. I felt embarrassed and I went to the other, but when I opened the door there was standing a girl changing, then she looked at me and said "Oh I am sorry I must have taken the wrong floor again.." I said "That's ok I forgot my (taekwondo) clothes anyway.."[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I were in a small room with nothinh except a big mirror on the wall. The characters from the tv-serie Chaos was standing there too, and they told me to smash the mirror. So I stepped back and smashed it with my elbow and it hurted.
Behind the mirror my old teacher looked surprised at me, then the dream changed but it was still the same room, and I met my friend Jacob and he told me that they were going to watch a movie at his place and he wondered if I wanted to join.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR="blue"]I saw a girl and she walked up to me and asked "Do you wanna have sex?" She was way out of my league, so I ... [/COLOR][COLOR="red"]become lucid haha. But at this point I felt soo tired that I asked myself while I was lucid, do I really want to do this? I just want normal rest right now[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"].. then I woke up. I took the blue pill.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]The next night I will start with the original Lucidology training, so this week I will just keep falling asleep through all the alarms.[/COLOR]

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I dreamed that I was smelling something I liked the smell. It smelled so good. It weirded me out that what ever I was smelling...smelled good. You wouldn't expect whatever it was to smell good. Like a dead animal....you wouldn't expect that to smell good?!

I was standing in an isle at a store that reminds me of walmart. I was with jr, jj, and shane looking at the sex stuff. I was looking for something that would be fun for a three some. I didn't find anything that interested me and jr and jj was rushing me. I decided fuck them and I grabbed shane and started kissing him. The room changed to where we was alone in my moms old room at the farm house. I had an orgasm. Shane left and I walked into the living room and I sat down in the recliner with jr. Jr's dad keith was there in the recliner next to us. We was watching some show on tv....Tyler was on the show. I said out loud "god, why can't he just disappear?". Jr's dad asked me "what, do you know him?" I said "yeah, he's one of my ex's" jr's dad laughed at this. Then I got up and looked out the door. It was the outside of my grandma's trailer. I see pail blue headlights coming down the road. It was some type of truck and went slow like it was looking at me. I could clearly see there was no driver. It continued down the road out of my sight and another vehicle with the same lights came down the road but a car. It passed slowly just like the first one with no driver until it wasn't in my view. Then a four wheeler came down the road, same lights, no driver untill it was out of my view. Then a tiny remote control car with the same lights came up next to a tree and "died". The lights went out. Then I wondered iff all of the vehicles that had pass had "died" too? I went inside the trailer to ask my grandpa where the trash dump was...and why the stuff was attracted to this area? (The question made sense in my dream). I went in and asked him the questions and he got really excited I had asked. Enthusiastically he told me "the dump is down the road to the left. On the lake. Once you get there, there is a spoty and you can't miss it.". I went out side to get the boys (jr, jj, shane, keith and tyler) from behind the trailer in the woods to come with me. When stepping outside and I see the woods on the right of the trailer, from the road all the way behind the trailer was on fire. I ran out there to stop them from spreading and blew the fires out with my breath. I started at the road and progressed to behind the trailer blowing out the fires. When reaching the back of the trailer the window to the trailer was on fire. The weirdest fire I'd ever seen but beautiful! I blew it out. I looked to the front of the house and the fire next to the road was back. I went to blow it out but I noticed a figure in the fire. I stared and the figure became clear. Simon was in the middle of the fire playing with toys. I reached to pull him out and woke up with him in my arms.