non-lucid

02/22/11

Three people sit around a table. Two of them are dead.

The bodies are slumped at awkward angles, twitching. Under their skin, tiny creatures mass and swarm and crawl, and at any moment, the meat-sacks will burst at the seams and the kitchen floor will be flooded with blood and tissues and squirming maggots.

A little girl sits in the third place-setting, quietly finishing her homework.

They play hopscotch on the sidewalk, and they make fun of her. They don't know what she could do to them, what she's about to do. Calling through cracks in the sidewalk, calling up all the little things that crawl.

She doesn't realize that she's raised a hand, fingers stretched out, until another hand is closing over hers and forcing her arm down. She turns and meets the cool stare and raised eyebrows, and knows that the black-clothed child is other, like her.

This "Samael" has a job offer for her, and so she follows.

Sarcophagidae. Scare Factor: 3.

02/21/11

Door after door leading to white hallway after white hallway. "You must remember the way," he says, "For you will return alone."

The next room is an airy loft, warm lights illuminating hardwood floors and brick walls, black leather furniture and red accents. Light streams in from the windows, but I don't look outside. My focus is on the jewelry box which sits on the black coffee table.

Dark stained oak, cheap brass clasp. Approximately six inches across, four inches tall, five inches deep. I flick open the cheap brass clasp. Red velvet? Darker. Not black, too repetitive. Inside the box is an onyx pendant, oval-shaped, set in silver.



My mind filters the details automatically, but I'm focused on the brief spark of red energy, invisible threads latching onto my energy reserves and trailing through another level of the dream-world. A horcrux, then.

Dark. Underground. Cavernous. Walls drip with slime and... blood, yes. No smell, no sensory input other than sight. Area is large, but confining. Can feel the thing trapped here, straining against its bonds.

Sharp movement. Living, shapeless mass of flesh and grinding bone. Something claws its way from inside, tears the creature open from the inside. A humanoid figure steps out of the bloody, writhing thing. This is the monster.

"Run," I say to the other man. "You need to get as far away from me–"

Too late. The room goes pure white in an instant, powered by the horcrux's parasitic bond. A cloaked figure unfurls itself across the room, stands up straight and I make a sharp gesture with my ebony wand, shouting and pulling on the emotions that I need to fuel the spell.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

White noise is deafening and the room gets brighter than should be possible and - nothing.






He sits poised on the far end of the couch, staring disapprovingly at his cup of tea. Earl Grey in delicate white china, set in a saucer that he holds in his left hand. I'm on the other end of the couch, looking straight at him. I probably have a cup of tea, or maybe it's sitting on the coffee table.

"So," I say casually, "From one dark wizard to another..."

He smirks at that. "A dark wizard, Harry? You?"

"This time around, it's different." I say with a scowl, "What was the first curse I cast at you, again?"

"As I recall," he says, taking a sip of the tea, "You attempted to cast the killing curse."

Attempted–?

"You lack the hatred required to fuel the spell." He explains, and he meets my eyes. "This version of you does not love, Harry. All you have is apathy."

Trinkets. Scare Factor: 3.

24.02.2011

Payback (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream starts IN SPACE!!!!!!! The location is a literal space "ship." It looks like a pirate ship, only with a series of pipes on the bottom. Instead of participating in the dream, I am instead watching Zuko from Avatar attempting suicide. He is in the pipes and starting to make his way to space. He jettisons from the ship and starts to die when Uncle (also from Avatar) saves him and starts making a bullshit speech about not death when they go back aaannnndddd the scene changes. Suddenly I am at my cousin's house. In it I find CoD: Black Ops. I get exited because I have never played it and want to see what it's like. So I begin playing when suddenly I am in the game. So for some reason instead of shooting I'm going Sam Fisher on the bad guys by sneaking and assassinating them a la Halo Reach. Soon though two enemys see me and begin shooting me with a rocket launcher. My team finally arrives though and we kick major ass. So I grab the rocket launcher and see ammo for it taped to the wall. I fill it up and we begin to climb a huge flight of stairs. When we reach the top, one of my teammates falls off and somehow starts walking on the wall. He says to get him down I have to kill him. Something about a machine that kills him, his skin falls off, a restraunt, and fancy bathrooms with fast food joints in the bathroom.

Vivid Dream (2-23-11)

This is after a failed WILD attempt.

I was in a dream and in that dream I felt like I had been to the exact dream before.

The dream was basically a secret passage into an area where I think I (And my friends.) had to blow up. (I say this because my friend had some sort of bomb.)

The passage consisted of multiple tunnels that we had to crawl through. There was also a guy at the beginning that threatened to do something to me if I didn't show him how to get in the secret passage way.

Because I had a dream like this before, (I think) I new how to get through the tunnels. There were also dead ends everywhere and the passage ways were kind of like a maze.

As me and my friends made it through the maze, we made it to a part where in the maze, there was a party where kids at my school where. There was pizza, drinks and everything.

I sat down and talked to my friends. I woke up to my vibrating cellphone.

Due to a completely fucked sleeping schedule, I haven't had a good dream recall let alone a lucid in a long time.

This one was definitely memorable though. Not necessarily in a good way.

After going on a starbucks run with my friend S (who has just gone through, yet another, serious breakup) I find out that the US government is after him. Why? For cheating on his girlfriend (which he did not do in reality). The sentence? He's going to be executed. Bit of a harsh verdict, but I don't think anything of it due to dream logic. I see him tied to a chair in the stairwell of our dorm building and suddenly I have a gun. I know that I have to shoot him or else bad things are going to happen. Not exactly sure what, but I believe the government was going to torture S. I aim the gun at him and question whether I can really do it. When I finally work up the courage to pull the trigger, I hear a click. The gun is empty. The whole time S sits there saying nothing. This makes me a killer AND my friend is still going to be tortured. I drop the gun and sit in the corner, almost crying.

I find out that if I can find a key I can at least save him from being tortured. I spend a large portion of the dream looking for a key until I found out that my friend P has a massive tank of water in her room which i have to stick my arm into to get the key. I use it and unlock a little medicine cabinet on the wall near the stairwell and it's filled with poisons and various little weapons. I'm still reluctant, so my other friend Andrew grabs a knife and joyfully goes to do the job for me. I spend time ruminating about the US government and how all he did was cheat on his girl. I wake up in a pretty bad mood.

Also, I think this dream was stuck somewhere in between my looking for the key. I'm hanging out with this kid from back in high school who I had absolutely despised. Me and him are going to the gym and then going to get jobs together at some place called Jelly Donut. I'm not getting along with him (as usual) but for some reason he's convinced me that we will both get jobs if we go together. Weird.

I was out on some random residential street. It was nighttime it seemed. Suddenly a large squad of police was there, roaming around the neighborhood. Apparently someone around there had been smoking crack or something (don't ask O.o), and they were searching for the person. They had multiple brown and black hounds that were sniffing up the ground and barking. There were also some policemen in these weird netted suits. I could smell this "crack"; there was a slight burned scent in the air.

Eventually I got away from this. There was something about some building and KR and some others. The last I remember was I was in some room with lots of food. I was lucid. I knew I was dreaming, but I didn't take that much notice or control over it. I remember thinking something about how I was dreaming and i could do anything, and that meant eating off of this random table of sweets. I particularly remember sipping from a mug of hot chocolate, but can't remember much else other than that.

My mom and I were out driving. She said that this was our last lesson. So she told me to pull around the corner and go in between the parking places or something weird.

I was abducted by aliens.

I was in a horror game. I was in a dark room with only the light of my flashlight. There was a vent above me. I pulled it open. "I don't like this! I don't like this!" I was now in another room. Something was shaking in the fridge. I opened it. A tower of soda cans fell out. The fridge fell down. It continued shaking.

Sadly only the last fragment was recalled despite the same efforts as the night before...

I saw a blond sitting on a gray shag carpet in front of a fireplace. She was wearing a bright red shirt and her legs were tan and beautiful. Out of the fireplace was pouring thick dark smoke that was moving straight up in a column. No fire was visible. She was posed elegantly and I had the impression this was a photo shoot.

I'm in an unusual garden with some of my school mates. We are all sitting on a park bench (I may have been lying on the grass) The garden is unusual, there are vines and flowers growing along trellises about 10cm wide. It could have been a maze of some sort. It seemed to be indoors, as there was no sky or sun. As we sat/laid we said the word 'shag' (WTH???) a lot of times. And then started throwing parentheses around??

Thats all I remember

So, the most I can remember of this dream is me doing challenges sent to me by an unknown user in MSN. I only remember the computer, though, not much of the challenges. Though, I remember a flash of the freezer room from 9 Hours, 9 Persons, 9 Doors, and grass. In the end of the dream, I was in another room with my grandmother. In the computer was a popsicle dancing in an ice skating rink. That's all.

1. I'm stuck in some sort of prison camp. The guards are making us take Prozac and there is a big cut on my arm. Strangely enough, the other prisoners seem happy to be there. Suddenly these large robots come in and start breaking down all the doors.

2. I'm taking a bus somewhere, but I'm not sure where I am going. I get off and go into a big house. There are lots of people inside who seem quite busy with something. A man passes me on the staircase and I ask "Hey, do you know where the hell we are?". He doesn't seem to know either. I'm holding in my hand a book of french lessons. Suddenly I notice that the book is hollow and full of illicit substances. I walk out into the front yard and suddenly it's sunny out (it was dark when I arrived at the house). I walk out into the driveway and see people that I think I might know all cramming into a car. I walk over to them and try to give them my book. They won't take it and someone scolds me. Someone reaches into my bag and grabs a sandwich that I had packed. I hear the song "Lost Highway" by Hank Williams on the car radio. I pick up a rotting tomato slice on the pavement and take it over to what seems to be a compost bin. I open it up and toss it in, but while I have the lid open, dozens of bees start swarming out and I run away.

3. I feel my rib cage and I am horrified to find that I have lost a very unhealthy amount of weight. All of my ribs are sticking out way further than they should be. Suddenly I can see myself as if I am outside my body. I see my stomach swell out as if I am pregnant, but the rest of me stays frail and skeletal.

4. I'm trying to make burritos, but I keep screwing up the tortillas. They are ripping and unraveling all over the place, and the burrito filling is getting everywhere.

5. I'm in a house that I do not recognize. There is some sort of gathering there. For some reason, Tony Soprano is there. Maybe because I fell asleep watching the Sopranos. I run into him in a room in the house where we are alone, but suddenly the scene melts away and I find myself laying on a staircase. I get up and walk around. I think that I am supposed to meet my mom somewhere. I go outside and look down the hill that the house is on. I see a crowd of people wearing academic robes. I can pick my mom out of the crowd, because her robe is bright green and the rest of the crowd wears black. My cell phone rings and it's my mom calling to tell me that the ceremony is taking a long time.

6. I'm sliding down a road on my stomach, as if I were on a luge headfirst. I am going faster than any car could go. It's kind of like half sliding, half flying. It's night time and I can see the lights of a city in the distance.

*I am in the field in front of Kouril’s house. I think I am going somewhere soon. There are some other people with me and we check the bus timetable at the old metal bus stop. It is summer time and it feels like late afternoon, maybe 6pm. I think there is a black person there too. I go back to my house and pas by a group of people walking towards me. One member of the group is a punk or Asian or so. Then the black person starts shouting something at the punk guy. He wears green “bomber” jacket. He turns around and walks towards the black guy. They start arguing and soon fighting. Then other people get involved in the fight. Suddenly someone comes to me and we get in a fight too. I use different fighting methods, elbows and such. The fight talks long and many people is involved. I feel like it’s a good way to practice.

Ugh, I had a nightmare again =( I was with some friends at a giant green pool. The water was green and muddy (green mud). At the bottom of the water I could see a few green monster fishes. If I fell into the water the fishes would kill and eat me. I was very afraid to slip the whole dream. Me and my friends were playing(?), hanging in ropes above the water. In the end, I failed holding myself up, so I fell into the water and swam for my life so the monster fishes wouldn't take me. I escaped, but the boss of the place, some person, tied my up and tried to stuff me into a shredder. My friends just stood there watching. I kicked the shredder away from myself.. and woke up.

I briefly see myself walking in a grocery store when suddenly an evil presence quickly takes over the dreamworld. I think of Freddy Krueger and realize this is why I felt that evil aura, OH LORD HE MUST BE NEAR.

Then I think, wait I never really found his movies scary to begin with... YO IM DREAMIN. LOLYAY.

A small burst of vividness takes over my field of vision and I speed to the front of the store to take flight outside. I thank Freddy whilst I run, even though I never saw him, for helping me become lucid as I arrive the automatic opening doors. But luckily I stop and remember to stabilize right before take off. I look at the ground and focus on the small details and little spots on the glossy tile of the grocery store floor, I step outside and feel the cool breeze of the night on my skin, I tried to listen to sounds that might enhance lucidity but nothing noticeable except small street noises are heard.

I decide that's enough for now and was really excited to fly when I remembered to do at least one of the two tasks of the month. I couldn't at the moment fathom doing the advanced one but I figured I could go ahead and get a kiss from a DC, so I look for the nearest victim. I see two shadowy characters walking a few feet from me so I rush over to see who my subconscious wanted to set me up with. Surprise! Oh god I hate that guy. I remember cursing my subconscious and then laughing as if I knew it was playing a joke on me. So I use my will to transform the DC into someone moderately more attractive and well, I was pretty satisfied to say the least.

I kiss him for a moment and realize in other LD's I usually skip this part and cut to the chase, but this was oddly more pleasurable. I stopped and gently pushed him away, and said OKAY THANKS BRO LOLOL, because I really couldn't wait to fly again so I jetted off and saw him shrug and go back to his friend that was waiting for him.


I remember feeling huge bursts of speed in the sky and the chilly air on my skin. I remember at parts flying became a bit difficult and I would flap my arms and laugh at myself for how terrible I was at flying.

I googled flying at night and this showed up, so I'm now a bird.

I knew the dream was already losing stabilization but I couldn't be arsed to go back to the ground, I was enjoying just being there in that moment way too much. I slowly drifted down and remember hovering over the ground upside down and even feeling blood rush to my head, it was startlingly realistic, though I knew it couldn't have been because I was floating upside down. After a few more minutes I decided to just calmly close my eyes and meditate and as I did the dream began to fade. I knew I was in a good spot to start up a new dream if I focused enough on relaxing, but I figured that was enough for one day and wanted to write in my DJ.

Finally, an end to a very long dryspell. Thanks Freddy.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Tried to MILD last night and failed . I think I'm just having a very stressful week as far as school goes. Too many tests! Anyways, onto my dreams.

I was at a girl I knew in high school, Kayla's, sleepover birthday party. I want to say it was in the music building of my college. I had a blow up matress, but it was very thin and seemed to have a leak in it. It looked like it was half-assed blown up. I rolled it up and did something with it.

~

I was at the mall with Ryan, and we were looking at this videogame shop, when I realized that the shelf they were displaying things on was one that I had left there; it was my shelf. The shelf was black and about chin-height to me. I also realized that I had left quite a few other things there, like my box with my N64 in it, and some Wii games. I told the person displaying the things on the shelf that that was my shelf and my stuff in the tub behind it, and she said "Oh, alright, I thought so", or something to that effect. She started taking the displays down.

I asked Ryan to help me carry the stuff out to the car, mostly it was just the games and my N64. He tried to carry it all at once, balancing everything in his arms. We left the shelf there, however, and many of the games. I also remember my car being in the middle of the mall.

Then, I was waking up in my bed at home, and I was thinking about the dream I had, and decided that it wasn't a dream and that I really did leave that stuff at the mall; I realized that the shelf and many of my games were still there. I asked my mom to help me bring them home. I was very anxious and frantic about getting them back. My mom gave me half of a pill, I want to say it was a Valium. It was clear, almost like a gel capsule, but it was solid. I was having a lot of trouble swallowing the pill; it kept getting stuck in the back of my throat. At one point, I dropped it on the seat of my car, and had to find it again.

~

I was dating my middle school boyfiend, Leslee, again. My dad gave me a gift, which was supposed to be an engagement ring for Leslee and I to use. The ring looked like a tiny, bright red whistle with a tiny diamond on the top. When I took it out of the box to show Leslee, everything in and around the box was charred and burned to ashes, except for the whistle ring. But it was no longer a ring; there was no band on it. Instead, there was a cord inside to make it a necklace. I told Leslee my dad told us we could use it as an engagement ring. I gave it to him, but then I thought to myself that we'd probably break up and he'd end up selling it or something. I then thought about changing my Facebook status to "Engaged", but decided not to. For some reason, I didn't think Leslee had a Facebook. Later in the dream, I discovered that he did.

EDIT: Saw Kayla today for the first time in months walking on campus. I think it's so cool how these things line up sometimes.