non-lucid

Note: I fell asleep with very little in the way of goals tonight… MoSh had said he was going to come over to do a healing on me, although I told him I felt ok. But then a little extra positive energy never hurts anything, so I figured if he wanted to do it, we could share some positive energy, most likely with Basara involved since he usually shows up whenever someone mentions the idea of healing. Unfortunately I was not successful in entering my WILD this night.

I was in a clearing in a forest. I could see there were buildings around, it looked like a small town was hidden amongst the trees. I wondered where I was. I didn't even consider the idea I might be dreaming. I noticed that there were quite a few people around, and then I noticed they were Templars. What the fuck was I doing in a Templar base? I figured I didn't want to be there, so I went to leave. That was when I noticed there was a big guy on either side of me holding onto me tightly. Their grip was like iron, and I could not make them budge to get free. I was a prisoner of the Templars… that couldn't be good.

I heard another Templar say they were ready. One of the big guys holding me forced me to the ground so that I was lying on my stomach with my face in the dirt. I felt someone lie a long wooden pole on my back, and I was quickly bound tightly to that pole. When the large Templars moved away from me I couldn't move at all except to turn my head and look around a bit. They turned me over onto my back and ripped my clothes off… I called them a bunch of fucking perverts. I was now naked and tied to a metal pole… I could hear people around me laughing and jeering.

The Templars then stood the pole up and I realized I was bound approximately in the middle. I saw they had a fire ring in the middle of the clearing, a rather large one. It was long and fairly narrow, there was a rotisserie stand on each end of the fire circle, and a pan sitting on top of the wood that looked like it was there to catch the juices of roasting meat. It looked a lot like the picture here, except the pan was on permanent metal legs and the fire pit and pan looked long enough to accommodate a very large piece of meat… or a person…

It was about then that I realized what they might be planning to do. Since I believed that was my waking life, this resulted in a feeling of ice cold fear at the pit of my stomach… I fought against my bonds, desperate to get away now, to avoid what it seemed they had planned. The bonds were too tight… I couldn't budge them even a millimeter. And my worst fear was confirmed when they carried the pole I was on over to the fire pit and placed it where the spit of the rotisserie would go with me hanging on it, looking down into the black pan. There was a quantity of grease in the pan, which was hardened right now. I was noticing every little detail… a fly stuck in the grease and trying to get free, but it was no more able to move than I was. Templars preparing to light the fire. This couldn't really be happening. I think I might have done a reality check if I could have even moved in order to do one… I found I kept repeating the word 'no' over and over, and I was ashamed of the fear I heard in my voice.

Then I said there must be some agreement we could reach that would allow me to get out of this. A couple of them laughed. But one of them said there was. He said if I could present one of my friends to take my place, they would gladly roast up my friend instead of me and I would be free to go. One of my friends? He said yes. Any of them would do. Either Nomad or MoSh would be their first choices… but if I presented them one of the others I have shared dreams with it would be sufficient, too. Markus, Tigress, or even Loaf… someone laughed that they could have toast… just choose one and teleport them here and I would be free to go while my friend was executed in my place. I told them they had to be kidding… there was no way I would betray a friend like that… I knew perfectly well I could never live with betraying a friend in that way, so in spite of my fear I told them to go fuck themselves. The Templar said it was my choice, and told the other one to go ahead and light the fire under the pan.

I didn't really notice anything at first. Then the pan was heated and it was getting a bit uncomfortable as the heat was rising off of the pan and into my face. The heat continued to increase, an intense and dry heat that made it feel almost like I was on fire. How long could this last? Wouldn't I get heat stroke and pass out from that heat before long? They let the fire die down a bit and the heat faded to a lower but continuous agony. For some reason it seemed to be imperative that I make no sound to let them know the pain I was in, so I kept my mouth tightly closed so I would not let an involuntary cry or moan or pain escape. I saw as the grease below me melted and the fly was consumed by the heating grease, killed. Another thought I was having was that the heat would burn through the ropes that bound me to the spit… then I could get free… but they were thick and sturdy ropes that didn't seem to be suffering from the exposure at all. A Templar came over and looked at me, then he poked something on my leg with a long fork, causing a sharp and excruciating pain… somehow I knew he had just popped a heat blister… that area of my leg was now in much more pain than the rest of me, and other parts of my body felt like they were beginning to blister, I could actually see a few blisters starting to form on my breasts… When would I finally get heat stroke and pass out?!

Another short while… and several more popped blisters later… a Templar came back over. I was expecting another popped blister… but instead he had a cup, which he used to scoop some of the now sizzling grease out of the pan. He proceeded to pour the sizzling grease all over my back… where it burned unbelievably hot. The Templar poured a couple more cups of blazing hot grease on my back, laughing when I was unable to contain a cry of pain… these assholes were basting me! And even after he walked away, the grease on my back was continuing to cause an unbelievably intense agony… it seemed I would surely pass out, but somehow I didn't… even though I wished I would, prayed that I would pass out or die from heat stroke… Instead I just hung there in agony, all hope seemed lost…

"Raven!" I heard a familiar voice and forced my head to turn, although that caused heat dried skin to crack and bleed, bringing with that another wave of pain… I someone standing off to my left a ways, and a portal opened behind him. My sight was fuzzy… I wasn't sure who it was… He continued talking. "It's time for… what the FUCK?!" Apparently he had taken a look around for the first time since arriving and noticed things were not as they should be. I wanted to call out to the man for help, but my throat was too dry and cracked to speak… and all that came out was a small squeak… As I have stated, my mind was really foggy from the heat and the pain, but I heard some cursing, a demand to release me, and then a fight. I saw movement to my right and the man who had just arrived shoved one of the Templar's faces into the hot grease in the pan below me. When the Templar's face came out it was covered with blisters and the Templar was screaming in pain. I heard more fighting, some Templars screaming about something… a loud hissing sound like an angry cat or snake… and then silence.

The man from the portal returned. He took the spit I was tied to away from the flame and started untying me. Every time he touched me it was excruciating, but I did my best not to let him know that because I knew he was just trying to help. Once I was free I found I couldn't even stand on my own… my legs were about like spaghetti… The man supported me, holding on to me as gently as he could… I heard him say he would get me healed up as good as new. He could heal IWL? Wow… I wondered if there was any possible way I could get him to teach me to do that… but even if he couldn't, he had already done so much by getting me free of the Templars. He lied me down in a soft area of grass. Even as soft as it was, each blade of grass was like a steel blade cutting in to me… I once again did not let him know how much it hurt. He was trying so hard to be careful.

The man sat down near me. I could hear him playing a guitar. I could feel healing energy come from that guitar. Soothing healing energy… it felt like a soothing healing salve had been applied to my entire body, and it felt wonderful. I tried to open my eyes and see who it was that had saved me… but I was so tired. Completely worn out. But he was playing a guitar to create a healing effect. I only know two people who do that. Basara and MoSh. And I couldn't see Basara shoving a Templar's face into burning grease under any circumstances, unless he had seen what they were doing and completely snapped, so I was assuming it was MoSh… I tried to ask the man if he was MoSh… "You… MoSh?" He didn't really answer that, he just told me to rest… when I fell asleep here I would wake up and be safe in bed. Safe in bed? Was this really just a nightmare? I let myself relax and slip into sleep. I could find out for sure later if it was MoSh who had come to find me. I fell asleep and woke up.

FRAGMENT...
I was in a car driving, and sombody was chasing me!! i didn't know who they were or what they drove. I just knew they were chasing me. as I was driving I saw the street was dark and then i thought "why don't I just Turn Off the car lights?" but i couldn't. so I turn off of the road and end up driving into the woods in my neigborhood. As I get out of the car and start walking i look back and see a white couple driving a motorcycle down the road, and just as i think they don't see me, Without looking in my direction they turn into the woods next to the car i was in!! As I'm walking out of the woods to my friends house I turn around and see that the man driving the motorcycle is chasing me, but i can't run as fast as i want to and neither can he! while i'm trying to run I look back again and se that he is holding what looks like a gun but was really a baseball bat. As he goes to swing the bat my ability to run kicks in so i run to my friends front door. A little girl is sitting on their porch but I don't think much of it and ignore her. I walk through the door and see my friend in his dining room and i tell him "somebody's trying to kill me!!" but he just sits there and looks at me. so i start to make out with him. (If i'm going to die i nid as well go out with a bang, Right?)

FRAGMENT...
then suddenly i'm in my grandparents driveway, and i'm in someones car, and we're getting ready to go to church. I'm in the passenger seat waiting for the driver and i turn around to see actress Alfre Woddard in the back seat. No one is in the driver's seat and the car is in park, but the car starts moving backwards and Alfre says "why is the car moving backwards with nobody in the driver's seat?" then I look in the driver's seat and see Actor Aaron Meeks ( play's Ahmad from Soul Food: The series) he looks and starts smiling at me. As we're driving to church we all start talking about homosexuality and alfre says " theirs nothing wrong with it, it's just my pastor preaches against it" as we go the church i never actually go. It kinda skipped to after church, and they (alfre & Aaron) walk out of the church but we were in a shopping mall. and we start walking out of the church and Aaron puts his arm around me, so we walk out arm & arm. but as I think we're actually walking outside we actually walk into another room but it was a bar. and we start dancing. then I woke up.

Testing this new system.

#935:
Date: June 28th, 2010
Length: 3 minutes

I'm pretty sure something came before this, but the first thing I recall from this dream is being on a kind of beach at night. Two other people were there, one of whom was lying on a long chair, I think near a campfire. Anyways, I got a a bit near the water, just trying to dip my feet in it, but I ended up getting swept outwards by the current. Panicky, I tried swimming back towards the shore, only to get farther away. Thankfully, the two others, seemingly unaffected by the current, came to drag me back ashore.

Day came soon enough, and I ended up on a tennis court near to that beach, playing a game against Yao Ming. After a while, though, I'm really not feeling well. I realize, or am told, that I have some sort of plague, somehow contracted by touching that water earlier. I end up going back to the beach to have it cured, then return to the tennis court.


#936:
Date: June 28th, 2010
Length: 4 minutes

I'm apparently the instructor for some sort of small history class at my university. I sort of accept this as a given, but at the same time feel a bit confused because I don't really know what I should be teaching. My first class comes, and I manage to get through without teaching much of anything because of time for introductions etc. I also notice that I have some Indian guy who is supposed to be my teaching assistant, but he doesn't seem responsive whenever I try to talk to him.

The next class comes, and apparently I'm supposed to talk about some sort of reading everyone had to do, but, not having done it myself, I'm a bit unsure what to say. I end up just sort of wasting time and having people read until the class is over. As far as I recall, the dream ends with me contacting the department and asking them if there is some kind of syllabus I'm supposed to follow for this class. I think they (and I) ended up realizing that I hadn't actually been hired to teach this particular class.

29.06.2010

Army or something (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a strange place. I remember riding in what seemed like the back of a hover bus. We were all smushed together and it was like we were in the army. The next thing I remember is I'm at a complete different place. It was kind of dark. I was near a guy sitting by a stand. He told me to look at stuff on the stand. I did. There were three animations you could view. One had to do with a demon, the other, I don't remember, and the last one, some anime that doesn't exist called Cutie Girls. I picked that one and watched a retarded animation of them. It was the intro to their show or something. The next thing I remember, we were all escaping through a long dark tunnel. There were at least 10 of us. I was near the middle, and my cousin Kayla was in the front. I asked where we were. "We are in my basement." Kayla said. I said, "Oh, that's right. Isn't your basement like 5 miles long?" "20 miles." We kept walking on the long dark path. "Watch out," Kayla said. We kept walking and I saw another path leading off of this one. It said, "DANGER" on it. I didn't want to know what was down there. That would of been scary as shit. We kept walking and eventually the dream skipped and we were back outside. It was in the same area where we would board the hover buses. So it was like, the whole thing was some kind of adventure, or a ride. I dunno, it was weird. My friend Sean Denti was next to me and I told him about it. "Her basement path was 20 miles long, I swear to God." Thats the only time I remember saying "I swear to God," in a dream. But that was it.

29.06.2010

Niffer wrecks her truck that she doesn't have (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In real life, my dad's dumbass girlfriend named "Niffer"(yes I'm serious), doesn't have a car, and fails at life. Says shes 40, but looks like shes 58.

I was on my farm. I saw a maroon truck speeding up the road. It was flying. it spun out of control and wrecked. Somehow I knew inside that truck was Niffer. I hope she was dead. She had to of been. The entire ground and truck was on fire. I saw her run up to the neighbors house and knock on the door. "Shit! She's still alive." She was pounding on their door. No one answered. She turned around and I saw her ugly ass face that is there in real life. my dad appeared out of no where. WTF? He doesn't even know where I live now(I live on my farm now). He complained and said, "WHAT HAPPENED, WHERE IS SHE? WHAT?!" I just ignored him, and walked away. That's all I remember.

30.06.2010

Promotion all over again (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a dream where I promoted/graduated from 8th grade, all over again. It already happened, like 2 weeks ago, but I dreamed that it was happening again. The same things happened, but I was in a different area. It was very weird. I don't remember playing piano like I did at it in real life. I dunno.

For some reason I don't now I have rented a room in a hostel-like facility. It's got wooden interior and is one-leveled as far as I'm concerned. The rooms are located in a maze of corridors with simillar designs which makes it hard to find the right one. At first I'm basicly alone in the building and I've just unpacked my stuff. As I visit the bathroom/sauna room I hear a sudden cackle in the corridors and I see a dude with a pitched cap walking by. Apparently there's an enormously large group of Americans staying in this building as well. And they´re everywhere! I can distinctly here them speak english and I react to this since it was a really long time since I actually met english speaking people myself. At this point I have really big problems finding my room again, especially since I get disturbed by people sitting and shouting everywhere.

I was at work and I saw a bunch of childeren running around like it was a feild trip or something. I felt like I was responsable for them. I did not ever become Lucid in this one BTW. I went into a back room where I saw an old friend of mine from HS and she was putting a bunch of weed inside of bags. This is weird because I don't smoke the stuff now. I used to all the time back then, I kind of grew out of it I guess. AW, I asked her to smoke some with me and she did and I was really high in my dream. After spending what seemed like an hour with her back there, I suddenly realized that I had left the children unattended! I paniced, jumped up and ran out of the room. The whole time I actully felt paranoid like I used to back then when we would skip school and get high. I ran though a series of doors (still at my current work place) and came into a big warehouse to find the kids all swinging and climbing 20 feet in the air on the very dangerous pallet racks. In the middle of the room was my Father telling me how disappointed with me he is for not taking care of the kids. I argued for a sec and and said he was not any better for allowing them to do what they were doing right that second. Than, I started to notice that he was still talking and it was like he was part of one of those "truth about smoking MJ comercals" so I laughed and woke up. As I layed in bed I remember mt dream and asked myself "wht the hell would I dream about these things?" I like comments and Ideas of why I would dream like this. Go ahead.

Missed a dream sign..

After grad night I got in late and was dreaming about lots of people wearing suits. Should have picked up on the dream sign but I missed it. When I was dreaming I remember thinking to myself, "that's odd.". Lots of negative imagery in the dream also, negative feelings, situations and ideas.. Likely something to do with *her.



*note to self - highlighting dream signs in blue to help in the future

"At the time of your appearing you will make them like a fiery furnace. In his wrath the LORD will swallow them up, and his fire will consume them."
~ Psalm 21:9

This one was epic. It was a video game dream, and those are always fun, and sometimes inspirational. The only downside to a video game dream is that, due to the fact that I saw it as a video game, I can not recall what exactly I did. I don't memorize what I'm doing while gaming unless I actually need to, and I didn't need to. So alas, I can only give a description of how the game worked.
There was a ghost with a bag. The ghost was a simple, cartoonish thing, and the ghost would go about a 2-D side-scroller platform level collecting stray spirits and avoiding enemies. It was like a treasure hunt, or a puzzle game, but it had a similar feel to Super Mario Bros. 2. The ghost was looking for stray malevolent spirits, mostly fire spirits. He would collect them in his sack and bring them to (this is so awesome) throw them in a furnace to burn for eternity! The incessant moaning became an annoying part of the game, though.

"brb/collecting spirits to thrust into a furnace for eternity."

"We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it."
~ James Matthew Barrie

I saw a man dressed in reddish rags sitting on a street corner. Brown was the color of his hair and eyes, and his skin was fairly filthy. He had a life, a wife, two children, but all were gone. He never bothered to tell how he lost it all. He just looked at me and flipped a coin.
This was mega depressing. Alas, alas, it was only a fragment. It also was so realistic, even when it comes to being like reality that I didn't notice it was a dream. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with this one.

Only one dream to report – bummer. Alan Jackson in the background as I type.

DJ 15

Motel work and the ex

This was a goofy dream in that we (my ex-wife & I) are checking in hunters for the deer season. But we’re not checking people in from our office. It’s an older two-story house. I don’t even recognize the house, but it feels familiar.

A group of hunters comes up the stairs – one of the normal threesome in Real Life. When they get up to the counter, they pay for the room, and for whatever reason I took the cash drawer out and set it on top of the counter. I never so that. Donna looked at me rather strange by this move. Then one of the hunters made a playful grab for a stack of five dollar bills. He and I are fighting for the money at this point.

After I gain control of the money, Donna makes a comment about having a real cash drawer and this wouldn’t happen. (Yeah, if we could afford it). She was referring to one of those large old antique cash machines. It was as if I could read her mind in what she looked forward to in a cash drawer. We showed the hunters out and to their room.

That was the dream. There was more, but as this was the last of the night (4:30) I had to rely on memory this evening to recall it.

Dream Lucid In Dream Thoughts

Fragments
Inflatable playground in our living room.

Finding a packet of cigarettes on the floor, pulled one out and it lit itself and the trying to put it out but couldn't.

Something about flying around with rocket boots or something.

Getting in a argument with a kid in my class which caused us to have a fight and then he pulled out a knife.

29.06.2010

Power of the Time Lords [Fragments] (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I haven't been able to write down my dreams (I've been reeeeeally busy) so this is just fragments.

I remember being in a dusty tomb deep underground. Some of it was in ruins, other parts were almost in pristine condition. I fell through the sky light of a nice house, I think the house was in the mountains and the Tomb was under this house.

I know David Tennant/Doctor. Who was there, but I'm unaware if he was helping me or hurting me. What I mean by that is that there was someone who had great power (could shoot some sort of energy out of his hands) in the tomb and was set on the intent of killing me. We had a long and grand battle that lasted what felt like an entire night.

Early morning before the sun came out I remember running down a big grassy hill with huge square stones scattered across it. I used those to hide behind. Why? Because I was being chased by some private army with machine guns.

30.06.2010

Late Boarding Protocol [Fragments] (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm trying to catch a flight to England, I walk through a room that's a recreation of a planes flight cabin. I was complaining about how cramped it was. After I finally board the plane the flight attendant states that the runway is no longer available because I and my mum were late.

"Activate Late Boarding Protocol," she says and the entire plane starts to turn nose up.

"What are we doing?!" I say rushed and panicked.

"We're going to launch our selves via rocket propelled engines into the air," she replied.

Mum freaked out and I had to calm her down.


I remember fragments of walking through fairly bad parts of an English town. The roads were made of rust colored bricks and the sunset lit the sky up as if it were on fire, the entire sky was a blazing orange and red. Almost like a scene from a film when something really terrible was happening to the world.

17.06.2010

Surprise (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to Shanice on MSN when I decide to call her.

"Hello?" She answers.

"Hi" I say shyly. I hate phones, they make me nervous.

Shift.

Suddenly I'm walking down a sidewalk, I know that I'm in England and I know where I'm going. All the houses look different, they're farther apart and most of them are painted white, they all have bigger backyards too. They look nothing like the homes in Havant. But regardless, Shanice lives on this street in the dream. I walk down the street, cell phone in hand. I walk up to the front door and am about to knock when I see a man move behind the house. I know he shouldn't be there so I chase him around the house. When I reach the back yard I can't find anyone and just seem to know that he's gone.

My cell rings.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hello, I'm bored, what are you up to?" Shanice asks.

I see her through the window of the back door, she's at the computer. I grin.

"Not much" I say in an amused tone. I quietly open the back door and walk softly towards her.

"What ARE you doing?" She asks suspicious.

I end the call. She looks at the phone confused, unsure of what happened.

"Not much" I answer from behind her.

She jerks around and looks at me in shock, but then smiles and tackles me.

"Who wants cookies?!" Her mother walks in, oddly enthusiastic and totally different than I expected.

Shift.

We've finished all but one of the cookies now, we're sitting next to the computer and the plate with one cookie is sitting on the desk.

"You have the last one," I say in an amused tone.

"Oh no, I already ate too many," she says.

"Come on, live adventurously" I tease.

She raises one eyebrow in question then smiles. She breaks the cookie in half, sticks one half in my mouth and the other in hers.

"...Okay" I say chuckling, mouth full.

Recall ends.


Fragment:

I remember watching from one of the highest places in the world as the entire world flooded. I was nearly washed away with several other survivors but the water stopped rising just a few 100 yards before It was too late.

14.06.2010

Mistake [Nightmare] (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a dark abandoned hospital. There's dirty water on the ground and broken glass everywhere. I'm searching for a rape victim who's body was said to of been dumped there. This dream shifts a lot, one minute it's just a computer game, the next I'm in it. It switches back and forth a lot. I remember at some point pressing keys on a keyboard trying to get doors to open up, but they wouldn't work.

Anyway, I don't know how but I'm searching for my own body. I look in open vaults and bloody hallways, hospital rooms with the windows broken and rain pouring through them. Sometimes I'll walk through a door and wind up in a fully functional WalMart but I just turn around and keep searching.

I walk down another hall and see a well lit hallway ahead, once I reach it I see a vault that's partially open. Curious, I approach it and pull the huge door open. Behind it is a red battered wooden door that just screams danger, but I open it anyway. Inside is what appears to be an old freezer, there are red sacks stuck to the walls. I instantly know they are eggs and that I should leave. I worry if they hatch that the beasts inside them will be too powerful for the world outside to handle, so I take a shotgun and shoot one of the egg sacks. Bad idea. The monster awakens. It looks terrifying, it has no skin so you can see it's mussels and joints. It just floats in the air, I think it had no legs. There's a weird yellow-ish aura under it and it follows in wisps behind it when the monster moves. I notice that monster is growing in size rapidly.

It lets out a shriek and I run out into the WalMart/Grocery store. I run past the bank inside the store and see my grandmother inside, she's complaining about a new checking system. I stop to tell her to get out, but the monster lets out another shriek and I here the back wall crumble, I know he's broken through it and into the store. I run. I run through the clothing section, the monster right behind me now. He grabs people and eats them, the sound of their death is horrifying. I run past my family members, my mother shopping, my brother wandering around trying to find her. I run past them and the monster grabs them. I hear them scream and I let out a choked breath, almost tripping. I make my way towards the seafood section, I know there is a freezer back there. I find it and hide there. I know the monster can break into it, but I don't care anymore. I lay on the floor, wishing to just die.

"It's all my fault," I say choked.

I'm unable to cry, unable to move, unable to function. I hear movement outside, I can tell the demon-like being has acknowledged my pain and thinks it best to let me live; he wants me to suffer. I hear him outside, he snorts and runs away.
Fragments:

I'm watching a town get ripped apart by the monster in third person. The sky is a fiery red. I remember him ripping part the starting gates at a dog race and the dogs escaping onto the streets.