non-lucid

I THINK I may have met a dream guide (non lucid), or simply a quirky character.

Dream Guide
He was standing on a street corner underneath a lamp post where the sidewalk and streets were all cobblestone. He wore a rain coat of sorts and besides that I couldn't really see his face or remember it, but he was telling a story of a dream of his, which was about Jesus.

He spoke like a stand up comedian, or a teacher. His dream, that he was talking about went like this, starting off with advice: "Don't write down any dreams about Jesus unless you get permission. One time I had a dream and I had no idea it was Jesus, I was in a single room office (or something) and my head was too big to get into the door, and it was hitting the pipes, but he told me his name was James Charleston (can't exactly remember the name but the initials were indeed JC). I felt like were were just in this room with the thinnest barrier from the outside world in the middle of the dessert. and I was looking all around the room for dream signs, at the table and floor and walls, but I didn't notice a woman holding a child, and when i realized what I saw and who they were I realized 'Holy shit!' I'm dreaming"

Crazy Guy
I was in my basement trying to take off the door that leads into my basement from the back porch. The door was black without windows. (real door is brown with 9 square windows on the top half). As I was taking that door off outside I heard someone yell "Don't water my lawn!" and I recognized that voice from another dream before.
I tried to lock the second door that leads to the outside, but i couldn't because part of it was bent that didn't allow it to close. Somehow it repaired itself (I should have said WHOAH IM DREAMING!) I eventually noticed a third lock on my door (another whoah im dreaming! but didn't). I finally locked it and put the black door up against the other one.

At that point a man was looking into the window of the locked door. He had a big dirty beard and a very wrinkly face. I tried to hide behind the black door but he saw me somehow... as if it were transparent and pointed right at me.

I woke up feeling pretty creeped out.

This is my first dream journal entry that I've ever posted to any sort of public domain, I'm a bit apprehensive about it (for the fact that dreams are, quite literally, very personal) so please any positive feedback that you feel might help me in my pursuit of obtaining lucidity on a regular basis; would be greatly appreciated.

And i'm not certain as to the appropriate length for a public dream journal entry, let me know if this is too long.

The dream began with me sitting in my classroom, where I was on the computer researching lucid dreaming (I know you may think that something like that would a clear dream sign, but I actually do that quite often in the waking world). I proceeded to get up from my computer and walk over to my teacher, I couldn't understand what she was saying when she spoke to me though. It was some sort of audio that sounded like normal English, if it were to be put in slow motion and played underwater that is.

I accepted this strange speech as normal and went back to my computer; where instead of lucid dreaming research on the screen as it was previously, there was now Latin grammar reviews and vocabulary (and I know you may think that's another dream sign, but I'm studying Latin right now too; so that's actually pretty normal for me as well). Even though they say reading is supposed to be extremely difficult in dreams, all of the text was clear and legible; even the smallest of print. For some reason I just spent a large amount of time re-formatting these documents on Microsoft Word for some strange, unknown reason. But even though I was dreaming, and many sources say that computers and their programs should not work well (or whatsoever) in dreams, all the programs and mechanics were essentially the same as they would be in the waking world.

I then looked out the window were I saw ambulances and police cars circling the building at extremely high speeds, while blaring their sirens and lights at what seemed like "full blast" (I say 'what seemed like,' for i don't think there is any other setting on them other than 'on'). They just seemed much louder than they normally would be. This is when I looked over to my left and on the computer adjacent to me was my friend, who told me about a party she was having later that night and that she wanted me to come. I remember her voice, but not so much her face; I'm not even sure if in the dream she had a face, but that's somewhat beside the point. She said that her friend was the one handling the invitations, and that she would tell her to give me and my friends one each. This is when her friend, who looked of some sort of Asian decent and basically your everyday stuck up high school prep. Tossing the invitation on my shoulder (as my back was turned to her due to the fact that I was on the computer) she wrinkled her nose at me in disgust and said : "It's a formal party so you'd better dress better than everybody else!" She then gave the same look of disdain to each of my friends as she handed them the same invitations. She handed these invitations to my friends who had not previously been there; aka they must've materialized there when I turned my back or something (I'm not sure when though). These friends were strange though (apart from their materialization), as I'm not actually friends with them in the waking world; and many of them I haven't seen in years regardless of my disconnection with them.

We all just laughed as the judgmental, superficial mess of a girl walked away with her false-piousness. We each looked down and read the invitations; the text of which was morphing and changing in some strange way (even though I was looking directly at it, and from what I understand from my research it normally changes when you look away) that I wasn't able to read a single bit of it (ohhh that brought me back to my drugs using days hahaha).

Suddenly, me and all these "friends," if you'd be so inclined as to call them that, were in a desert canyon landscape; an extremely close comparison would be the grand canyon region, but instead of a large hole (as the grand canyon is) the landscape was littered with a enormously grand variety of desert plateaus. There was a single two-lane road in this wilderness, that me and this group of friends were walking along the side of; specifically, about a foot or two to the right of the road. And where the sun was brightly shining through the windows while I was in the classroom, the moon now dominated the canvas of the night sky now that I was in this desert. I then noticed that me and all these friends I was with, were wearing brand-new designer suits; as if we had just came from the store after buying them.

After walking along for a minute or so, we came to a bridge; were there was no shoulder or side walk to walk on, just the two lanes and side rails. (This next part I didn't write in my paper journal, as I didn't have room to fit it in and I've only just remembered it) When we were about to cross the bridge, a car had came across and stopped on the bridge; there were some Mexican gangsters driving it, and they were looking for a fight. Were in the waking world I would gladly stand my ground and throw fists (I train almost everyday, and I find MMA quite... fun ), in this dream world all my friends ran down into the ravine that the bridge was crossing over; seeing how five knife and/or gun wielding against just myself didn't seem like an extremely advisable decision, I ran as well.

Going further down into the chasm that the bridge was built over, we came to a gap that the only way to the other side, was to jump. And I knew that in order to get where we were going (my friend's formal party), we would have to get to that other side. This split was about six to seven feet across, and looking up the bridge was now about thirty to forty feet above our heads at this point. The first of my friends began a running start and leaped over the edge, he made it. The second friend did the same, and with a bound he cleared the distance as well. It was now my turn, I looked for a suitable place to land and saw a rock ledge that was a bit lower and closer than the rest of the opposing edge. I saw that there was something on this ledge though, it was a shirt that I own in the waking world; it's a maroon button up, collared shirt with an impressionist's style skull adorning an Indian chief's headdress on the back side. The shirt was lying on the stone in such a way that I could clearly see this image of the Indian skull from where I was standing. This seemed a bit ominous to me, so I chose a ledge that was a bit higher, and a little farther away. I ran and leaped over the chasm, and surprisingly with relative ease. The friend who had jumped after me though, decided to jump on the ledge were my shirt was; he jumped, he landed, and the ground broke into pieces as his feet hit the clothe. He fell down into the void and broke his leg, the rest of us proceeded to laugh (which is not customary as I'm a very empathetic individual). The fallen friend exclaimed from the bottom: "There was algae! I slipped on that log!" At this we all just rolled our eyes, for we knew there was no log, and that there was no algae anywhere in this environment.

We left this ill-fortuned comrade in the chasm, and proceeded on toward the party; as we refused to be late. Walking along we saw the building, we were atop a hill that, and at the bottom (about one-hundred yards away) we could see the lights and hear the music from inside the structure. We began to walk down this hill which was at about a 45 degree incline. When walking down the incline, the ground gave way beneath our feet; after which we commenced to tumble down the hill. So we rolled and rolled down the hill for approximately ninety yards. When we reached the bottom, we had reached our destination.

Once inside the building, I saw that despicable girl who'd given us the invitations and another girl who was my friend but one who I haven't seen in over a year; along with many, many other guests dancing and conversing inside. My friend (whom I'm not quite sure if she was the one who invited me, or if she just so happened to be friends with that friend as well) became angry with me and my group, she harshly inquired: "Why don't you look like us?!" Confused, I look at my party and assume shes talking about how our clothes are somewhat tattered from the tumble; but then I looked around. I noticed that everybody was wearing blue jeans and/or semi-casual clothing; that snobby prep had lied to us about the formal dress of the party. She thought (or at least I knew that she thought that while I was dreaming) that we were attempting to "out do" everyone at the party. That superficial girl from the beginning of my dream just looked at me with a satisfied smirk.

Then, my alarm woke me up.

in this dream i was at some place that had wooden walls and floors and really looked pretty nice. a bunch of people were in this room for a baby shower, my brother lucas and israel were going to sabotage the shower. I was with them also. but as they started to, i left so i didn't get in trouble. the next time i saw them they were sitting in another room peeling potatoes. I told them "here give me that and I will peel some.

I then found myself insome kind of elevator that was completely made out of wood also, and it was pretty nice. Someone from the party came in there and i was standing there and it started to move down. i started lifting into the air and turned upside down and stood on the ceiling as the person just stood there normally. I should have become lucid at that point but i didnt'.

I then found myself at church and i walked into the sanctuary. i looked into the first pew closest to the front on the left side of the room and a friend i had gone to school with, mitch williams was there. I asked himhow he was and he said good. He looked pretty aged though.

Thats all I remember of my dream

Kill them! Kill them all! BWAHAHAHA! Ooh, pretty flowers.

My partner and I are divvying up guns and ammunition from a trunk he brought with him. The pistols are old-style revolvers that take forever to load, so I grab two, stuffing one each down the front and back of my jeans. Which is probably a bad idea, but hey, we're in a hurry.

Our team is comprised of settlers - space explorers even. I think we've decided that we want the planet, and we're going to kill all the people in the compound ten feet away. I don't know; I haven't been paying much attention. I just want to fight.

Vicki hangs a flare gun over one of my shoulders, and I'm smoking a cigarette, for some reason. There's a fuse on the end of the flare, and I accidentally light it with my cigarette, which is now a lit match. Hurriedly, I aim over the wall of the compound and fire, starting off the battle.



A man inside the compound aims some kind of explosive firework at the rest of the team, but I'm not concerned, since I'm not part of the big group standing together like bowling pins. Morons. Things explode, and we rush the compound.

I'm behind the rest of my team, so I don't get to shoot many people. I'm a little nervous about it actually. By the time we've cleared most of the place out, most of my team members are down.

We're only shooting the people with guns, which happens to be the men, mostly. Men and women and children are all standing together, and if you would take cover, I wouldn't be shooting you! I'm holding dual pistols, sending twin shots into the chest of a man that just. won't. die. Never mind, he's down.

I get a message over the radio, saying that some kind of failsafe has been activated. Plant life is withering around the ship, and it's going to kill us, too. The ship is about to evacuate the planet, and I have to run if I don't want to be left behind.

I take off down a grassy path, trying to run as fast as I can. Quickly, I realize that I can pull in more speed, and my surroundings simultaneously blur and come into sharper focus. I was just talking about running really fast in dreams, with Puffin, and it really is the best feeling - wait a minute.

I'm lucid. I stop and look around, urgency of the Run Away task starting to dissipate. I look around at my surroundings, which are very green and very floral. It's beautiful, really.

I wander back to the landing site just because I can. The plants are dead all around the ship, and nothing's left but mud. Most of the crew are off to the side, away from the ship and avoiding whatever deadly contagion plagues the soil.

I walk right through, calling up plant life as I go. I want to talk to one of the DCs, but I'm being pulled back into the dream plot.

Suddenly, we're all peaceful and getting along with the inhabitants of the planet. I'm talking to Johanna, who's playing one of these people. I'm given a tour of the compound, and I make ivy spring up along the walls, which starts flowering immediately. It should start growing fruit within a few days (you know, since we destroyed their supplies and all).



***

Wandering around an RV, which seems to fit an entire house in it. Linkara's giving me a tour, and I'm still making flowering ivy grow along the walls. I wonder what it's feeding on.

***

My brother is driving the same car we crashed into the harbour last night. We're driving along a road that's made entirely of ice, and he's going way too fast. We're driving into an underground castle-like structure where his music lessons take place. There's a steep downward slope, and PEDESTRIANS! LOOK OUT! SLOW DOWN! And a sharp turn right after a quick ramp THAT SENDS US FLYING into the air and we're going to crash and I telekinetically shove the car back onto the road.

We come to a stop.

"Okay," says Ben, catching his breath. "Maybe I'll go a little slower next time."

Border Skirmishes. Scare Factor: 3.

New rule: DCs aren't allowed to drive. Ever.

The was a sickness that was killing everyone. For some reason, a few of us couldn't be infected. We teamed up with the ones who weren't infected.

Someone said something about us being vampires but eating a human diet. We had to wear gloves. That way we could be around humans without hurting them. If we touched them with our hands (even accidentally) they would die in a few minutes. We could be touched on our arms and stuff without problems.

One in our group could fly and had this long staff that caught lightening so he could throw it as he pleased. Another could see the future. She saw them coming for us and told us all about them. Another had this motherly personality. She could get children to do what she said. (She touched children's hands to do this. She could only touch their hands or they would die.) She could also turn into a child or a child's toy at will, like a stuffed bear. Our leader was just great at organizing things. (I don't know what his powers were, but he had several.) We could all jump literally and figuratively to another place. (Except the girl who turned into a child and back.) I was the only one who could do it naturally and was teaching a few people. I could also jump in time, but I tried not to go too far forward or back.

The ice cream men were coming to get us. They wore white pants and white button down t-shirts. They also had these white masks so you couldn't see their faces. They wanted to destroy everyone who wouldn't join their group. Even if you were in the group, you weren't guaranteed to live. If you didn't do what you were told or someone who was stronger than you didn't like you, they would kill you.

Our leader told us one bag that we could carry and run with each. I think the humans were allowed a bigger bag. The humans were put on the bus, and the ones with powers ran near it and lead the way. (We had super speed and endurance.) We were all going north west, hopefully into Canada in a low population area. (We started in Texas or Arizona. I have no idea why. I've never been to any of those places.

After we got there, things went peacefully for many years. (I have no idea where the people with powers were living. We could live really long though) It was so long that many generations of humans had been born and died of old age. They stopped talking about our history and began to fear us and want us gone. The had a group of army people come and stand in front of us in a cluster and shoot at us with shot guns. They refused to talk things out with our leader. They tried to shoot him, but the bullet just dropped to the ground before reaching him. I was told to shoot them in a way that would only wound them. (I could only shoot when I said bang for some reason. I also had really good vision. He said that was their warning.

We ran. Eventually we stopped when we weren't being chased anymore. (We repacked our one bag before we left because we knew they were going to attack us before they did it. We didn't need to pack food, because we could survive on anything. I brought my laptop and an old answering machine that had the front missing. I like taking things apart, so I my have been the one who did that. I also brought things to color for the little girl, because she asked me to please help her pack things to help her color. I didn't know that she could change into an adult and be able to carry stuff. I have no idea what her actual age was.)

We had lost them deep in the forest. (They were very superstitious.) We were going to fight back in groups. The leader was first at the edges of the forest. He was going to roar or something to scare away people so he didn't have to fight and kill them all. The guy with lightening was going to have lightening hit the lighthouse near the town. (Usually he collected it instead of letting it hit where they could see it.)

Me and the girl (now about 20 looking) were gathering intelligence near where people leave town. We were bored and decided to go into town. She went in as a child. (This was the first time I saw her transform.) The town had really brightly colored houses. The guys wore black pants and white shirts. The girls wore brightly colored dresses, and some had aprons. (Even the kids looked like this, except the little boys had suspenders.)

We were fitting in fine. Then, this kid yelled witch after looking at the gloves. We were chased out. We split up and managed to loose them and met at this stream that was only ankle deep. (We never mentioned meeting up at all and I've never seen the stream before in any dream or real life. I have no idea how we met up later.) There was this guy who was jumping off this rock into the stream. He shimmered a bit like he was about to jump somewhere else. He looked at me and his eyes looked like bright green lights for a second then went back to brown. He said he was practicing. I was afraid that we would be seen, so I took his hand and the girl's hand (she was now a teddy bear) and stood on the rock he was just on (they turned to a stack of books when I stepped on them) and got ready to jump.

This lady came over and didn't look like she knew we were being chased by the whole town, so we sat down to read and pretend we were innocent. She told us she knew who I was and would yell and tell people unless I gave her my powers. (She didn't know that others had any and apparently didn't see the boy's attempts at jumping.) I tried to jump while holding on to the two others, but she put her hand on us. (Somehow she knew that she would come along if she did it.) I didn't want her to know where our hide out was or that there were others like us, so I jumped us to right next to where we were. Then, she was sitting in a red chair, and the rest of us were still standing holding hands. She was telling me to tell her my secret to doing it. The teddy bear turned back into a girl. While she was looking at us in shock, (she didn't know anyone else had powers) I took a jumped backward and jumped us away. Before I got to see where we landed, I woke up.

I don't remember waking up AT ALL last night.

1- Sumo Wrestler
This dream takes place several years into the future. What ever endeavor my brother has set out to do didn't work, and he has returned in hopes of moving back in with my parents. They say that they were planning on someone else moving in, and he'd have to compete with the other guy to see who gets the extra room. "Fair enough, who is he?"

Suddenly this HUGE sumo wrestler comes into the room and sits down at the table. I burst into laughter.

2- Elephants
I am trying to get up a hill for some sort of quest, but there are predators all around, waiting to eat me. The only way I can get to the top is by traveling underneath a herd of elephants. ((What is it with me and elephants lately??? At least these weren't trying to kill me.))

3- Mortal Mist Dream Games
I make a post on MM, describing some dream games I came up with. I say that the games were inspired by The Cusp, because of a post he made about something similar.

4- Serenity
Something vague about Serenity. We were talking about something, but I can't remember what.

The annoying thing is, I remember having that feeling of excited realization that comes with being lucid, but I can't remember having a lucid dream at all! Maybe something during the day will make me remember.

Note: A few more fragments of dreams from last night…

*Government Goons*
I was flying around, it seemed like I was continuing the previous dream. I still didn't realize it was a dream. I felt like I had spent quite some time using these powers I had discovered to help everyone. I had averted several disasters, stopped some assholes from releasing a bio-toxin that would have killed every living thing within a 100 mile radius of where it was released, cleaned up some pollution that was harming a group of whales and sunk a whaling boat… basically I had earned myself quite a name (even though they didn't even know my name) as a hero all around that planet. I received a call from help from a building, something about setting off a dirty bomb… so I went to check it out. When I got there, however, there was no bomb, no threat, just a bunch of idiots in suits. Government lackeys. One of them said he hadn't known how else to get me to come. I was annoyed at him for the false alarm. He said he had to talk to me, it was important. I figured I'd listen a bit… He continued talking and basically said he wanted me to work for the government. Um… no. I said I would like for him go over to the window I had broken to get in and jump out, but was that likely to happen? The office was on the 54th floor of a skyscraper… The man said for me to be reasonable, there was a lot of money in it for me. Money? He was pissing me off. I wasn't interested in money! What would I need money for? I told the jerk to go fuck himself. I headed for the broken window. The man was behind me, demanding that I stop. He grabbed my robes (I was dressed as an Assassin) as I was taking flight, lost his balance, and fell out of the window. I realized that when I heard him screaming on his way down. I looked just in time to see him hit the ground with a sickening THUD noise. He was, of course, dead. So he had walked to the broken window and jumped out after all…

*Eegee's Pub*
I was on the street in a downtown area. It was a normal looking city, could have easily been any city in the US or in multiple places around the world. I was feeling kind of hungry. I wanted something to eat. I went around a corner and I spotted an Eegee's sandwich shop there. A nice sub sandwich sounded good. I looked in my pocket and saw that I had some money in my pocket. I had a twenty dollar bill, so I went into the Eegee's to get some food. Inside the restaurant I looked around at the posted ads on the walls to see what kind of sandwich looked good. I was wondering what drink I wanted with it. I saw a poster for drinks. There were several kids holding various alcoholic drinks. I saw my mother was in the Eegees. I asked her if kids should be used to advertise alcohol? My mom said it was no big deal since the kids were drinking the virgin forms of the drinks.

*We All Scream for Ice Cream*
I was in a mansion. It was clearly obvious that the people living there had a lot of money. Everything was so fancy. I wondered why I was there. I wasn't lucid, and I was hoping I wouldn't get in trouble for trespassing. A man came downstairs. He looked right at me… then away. Either my presence there was completely acceptable or he didn't see me at all somehow. I followed him. He went into a dining room. He sat down at the end of a large dining table with two children. A boy and a girl. He rang a bell, and a maid brought them ice cream sundaes. Those looked delicious. The man passed one to each child, kept one, then asked the maid what she had brought for herself. She looked confused. The man said in this job, she would have to get used to things. When he asked for food to be prepared, she was automatically invited to join them in eating it. The hired help was always invited to take meals with the family. The more, the merrier, was what he always said. The maid looked a bit uneasy, but she went and brought back a sundae for herself. She sat down with the others to eat it. At first she looked really uneasy, but soon all four of them were talking like a happy family.

It was then that I noticed a little girl hiding behind the curtain at the far end of the room. I immediately knew she was an orphan. She was hiding in the walls and attic of the house for shelter, stealing food from the family to eat… but what she really wanted was a family. So she just stood there, looking longingly at the happy family eating ice cream, silently crying. I was also certain that if the man were to see her he would welcome her to the table to share ice cream with them. I found out no one could see me at all… but I could have some effect on things. Just enough to create a draft which blew the curtains away from the little girl, revealing her hiding place. The man spotted her, and she immediately looked terrified. The man took what was left of his sundae with him and slowly approached the girl. He was trying to coax her out. He finally set the dish of ice cream down and backed away, still encouraging the girl to come out.

I try to banish a spirit in the name of God. It works about as well as you'd expect.

I'm at a train station, even though I'm sure that just a second ago, I was actually on my train. I shrug it off and try to get on the next one, but the conductor informs me that they don't allow dogs. I crouch down and hug my golden retriever, and we both stare up at him with sad puppy-eyes.

The man rolls his eyes and tells me that I'll be able to get on the next train. I thank him and walk back to the platform, where the people I'm travelling with are waiting. Fortunately, they have to wait for the next train as well.

We're on the train, but something's wrong. After a bit of investigation, we conclude that the entire train is haunted. Our team of Scooby-Doo-like investigators tracks it to its source - a bathroom in one of the sleeper cars.

I'm chanting nonsense Latin, "Omnipitus spiritus, omnipitus draco lux."* I repeat the chant, but it doesn't seem to be working. In fact, the haunting seems to be getting worse, black smoke sneaking in through cracks in the bathroom mirror.



The black smoke manifests over the vanity, and I catch a glimpse of a little boy in the mirror. The smoke lashes out at my companions, and distantly, I can sense the utter terror that they're beginning to feel. The girls are frozen, unable to move, and I...

I just feel hungry.

I've forgotten about the chant, and I fall silent and step toward the smoke. It shies away from me, tendrils retreating where I try to touch.

No, that won't do at all.

My hands lay at my side, but I'm latching onto the energy with my mind, pulling it toward me, devouring it. The black energy fades into my cloudy black and red aura, but I feel just a tiny wisp escape.

The girls are catatonic, and I ignore them, stepping silently through the train cars, looking for my quarry.

I see a white rabbit, my childhood pet, hopping through one of the train cars. I pick him up, but he starts squealing and twisting in my arms, trying to get away. He's scratching up my forearms and I wonder, dimly, if he's afraid of the dark presence that's been haunting the train.

No, I realize. The last wisp of the ghost has possessed my rabbit. I pull the last bit of dark energy out of the animal, and consume it. The rabbit goes still. I try to resurrect him, but organs start to leak out of his belly, and the stitching is coming apart.

***

"Can you help me?" says the boy.

I'm possessing a ten-year old. Go me. Apparently, the White Council is after us, probably for something I did. Apparently you're not supposed to kill people in this world?

Dresden comes back wearing some sort of ceremonial mask. I'm not paying attention, so the boy freaks out and runs away. He tries to hide in a storage closet, but Dresden catches the door and takes off his mask. "It's just me, kid." I take over and tell him that "I knew that".

I'm Dresden, now. I'm inside my office, talking to Murphy. I say something about the White Council. I'm about to do something really stupid, and it'll probably involve explosions.

Exorcisms. Scare Factor: 4.

*Apparently, this is really close to the actual exorcism I was going for: ""Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica..."

In which Dad's driving lands the family in deep water. I think I saw this on Mythbusters once.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Give me five minutes, Dean - I just got off work."

I head inside and pull off my white t-shirt, and get changed into a black t-shirt and jeans. When I come back outside, Dean (and his dad's truck) are gone.

I call Sam, because Dean never answers his phone. He's laughing at me.

"Did he just ditch you again?"

"Apparently. That bitch."

***

Uncle Roy and his daughter, Natasha (who appears to be about three, here), are running up backwards escalators that are taking them to our family reunion. I join in, jumping over railings and taking the most efficient route.

I'm at the house, looking over the food table for vegetarian stuff. A younger version of myself is standing on the other side of the room. I go over to talk to zir*, but zie's avoiding me. Eventually we have to pose for a picture together, arms thrown across each other's shoulders. Well, the universe didn't explode, so we're doing fine.

I think up elaborate reasons as to why there are two of us, but I don't remember what they were.

***

I'm in the car with my dad and Roy's three daughters. They're all under ten in this dream. We're driving through a city, maybe Halifax, and I'm giving my dad directions from the back seat.

"Okay, now you're in the wrong lane," I tell him. "Turn right here."

The road takes us down to the harbour, and I tell my dad to turn left.

Instead, he decides to do a powerslide down the dock.


Oh god, oh god, we're all going to die.

We've almost made it to 180 degrees, and I decide to trust my dad, because he's a better driver than I am, really. I'm still gripping tight onto the seat, watching the world spin around us.

The momentum throws the car right off the dock. We land with a splash in the deep water, and I have a moment of disbelief. Seriously, my brother just totalled our last car.** Now this?

I'm searching for my bag, knowing that there's something important in there.

Found it. I'm holding a flashlight.

My dad tells me to aim for the window controls next to me, and smash them with the flashlight. Three of us start pounding away at our respective window-ledges with our respective flashlights. I stop for a second and see pedestrians on the boardwalk, watching us dumbly. The car is half full of water by now, and I hope one of them has the sense to dial 911.

I smash through the controls and the important wire. The window disappears. I help the girls out of the car, as the water has almost reached the window. I slide out of the window, and my dad is right behind me. I swim to the dock and pull an unresponsive (but physically unharmed) Natasha from the water.

Later, I talk to someone about the reason I didn't panic. I shrug and tell him that I figured someone would rescue us if we couldn't get out. He's doubtful, but I tell him that it didn't have to be true - it was something I told myself so I'd be able to function.

Sinking Cars. Scare Factor: 4.

*ILU, gender-neutral pronouns.

**No, really.

(I'm in college now, and I haven't been back home with my parents for over a year. It's a really long story.)

I was back in the room I used to share with my sister until I was 10 and got my own room. I got up out of bed in the middle of the night, went to look in the bathroom mirror, and went downstairs. This one guy I ate lunch with most of last year was there. He was inviting me hiking with the rest of anime club and wanted my parent's permission before he asked me.

Then, I was in that bedroom again. I was alternating between laying in bed and packing for hiking. There was no transition between the two. I blinked and switched from lights on and packing to lights off and laying in bed. I also wasn't wearing pants most of the dream for some reason. When I was downstairs was the only time I had pants.

Well I feel stupid for not going lucid last night...I thought about lucid dreaming multiple times, but I never thought about doing a reality check or even just questioning my surroundings' authenticity...even though I was in anything but normal places all night long.

Even so, my dream recall is improving once again, as I can remember three different dreams this time. None of them can I remember in full, but it's definitely progress! And actually, as far as detail was concerned, there wasn't a whole lot to remember...strangely enough, all of my dreams last night were very simplistic in colorization and geometry. Buildings were flatly-colored boxes that occasionally took upon a bit of a texture when I got close. Vast fields were flat planes with little shading, never mind individual blades of grass. There wasn't even much of a sky to speak of; just a solid hue that eventually faded into existence somewhere off in the vast expanse of the dreamworld.

Anyway, on to the dreams.

Dream 1: I found myself to be Peter Petrelli in a city that was in big trouble. Huge mechs with guns were approaching the city boundaries, and it was clear what they intended to do: wipe out anything that got within ten feet of them. I used my various powers to rally up soldiers and pedestrians alike to help in preparing defenses for the place, but the mechs struck before we could finish putting the last reinforcements in place.

Rather than let everyone be crushed with fear from the apparent failure, I used Mohinder's power (which false memory told me I had acquired) to jump across rooftops and freerun in impossible ways in order to reach a wall that was hanging in midair by a crane. In one motion, I jumped, pulled out a knife, cut the crane's cord, and then hung on to it as I watched the wall collapse on top of the approaching mechs.

That did raise people's spirits for a while, but it didn't exactly change the tide of the war. It took a long while, but eventually everyone had been killed...soldiers and regular people alike. They just couldn't survive without powers like I had.

So it was just me and the mechs. I refused to give in, even though it felt as if there was nothing left to fight for. Somehow or another I took out one of the remaining mechs, and eventually I got around to another. Then it was down to just one mech and me. But this last mech was the biggest one of them all. I hid around a corner and tried to peek around to watch its movements. All I got was a bunch of bullets nearly hitting me in the side of the face. Its reactions apparently were incredibly quick, too. I hid for quite some time, always dodging its presence...but sooner or later I got tired of waiting, so I jumped up onto the roof of the building in front of me, ran across the top, and then jumped for the mech, crying a vicious war cry all the way. We collided, and...

I honestly have no idea how that dream ended. Seriously, that's all I remember. I know there was more to it; I didn't wake up right then, but what happened is lost on me.

Dream 2: Had a false awakening. And a flood of false memories. My brain told me that I had been in a science test lab for a couple days and that they had developed a machine that could record your memories in full audio and video as you went to sleep. When I got out of the test bed and unhooked a bunch of sensory cables from my head, I went to the machine and started to replay the video from the beginning. I could hear my thoughts wandering and see a few minor images fading in and out of the blackness that began the sleep cycle. At first the thoughts made some sense, but then, gradually, they began to make less and less sense, and be less disorganized. Before long, my thoughts were all very scattered. Then things went silent, and the dream began to appear on the monitor.

What was really interesting about that one is that the video was accurate to real life. As it 'replayed' everything for me, I honestly did remember thinking some of the things it had recorded. I think I honestly did tap into some deep and hidden memory of what went on as I fell asleep, and was able to bring it back in full detail in the form of a monitor inside another dream. Fascinating, actually.

Dream 3: There was a huge family get-together. We went all over the place; restaurants, parks, possibly even a movie theater. And then we decided to go on a joyride in a big plane. Except as it turned out, only my dad and I were on the plane once we got on board. Other than that, it was totally empty. The plane took off and I looked out the window, and suddenly this great frustration grew inside me.

"Flying is so much more enjoyable in a lucid dream." I said. "You don't need an airplane to fly, then. You're just free. It just feels frustrating to need an airplane; to be flying, but not out in the open."

At first I tried to just enjoy the ride anyway, but I couldn't. I told my dad (who was also the pilot) to land, and I got off, angry at my inability to fly how I would prefer to.

Dumbo...if you'd just realized where you were, you could have flown!!! Argh...

Note: I have never actually been to Houston, but the pattern of my dream and what I saw fit pretty close to the paths I have marked on these Google Earth maps. It was a very vivid dream and I remembered it very clearly.

I was sitting on the couch watching some kind of documentary on television. I watched it for a few minutes and realized it was about pilots involved in stressful situations such as equipment failure, bad weather landings, etc. They showed an airliner flying toward Houston. The plane was flying over thick clouds. It was a very calm scene, nothing seemed to be wrong there. I got closer to the television and touched the screen. My hand moved through the screen and into the show… uh… well, this should have been good reason for a RC, but instead I thought this was just a new form of interactive television. I pushed my way into the television and the next thing I knew I was flying outside in the air, keeping up with the airliner with no difficulty, and approaching Houston.

The clouds below were what represented the dangerous situation for the pilot of the plane. The plane started to slowly descend through the clouds. I followed suit. I slowly descended into the clouds. This dream was so very vivid that I could feel the small beads of moisture that the cloud was made of. They were cool on my face and exposed arms. I was surrounded by fluffy whites and grays. I lost track of the plane in the clouds. As I descended down below the clouds I could feel larger drops of water. Now I was out of the clouds and into the rain. It was raining rather hard in Houston. The rain sprayed my face and arms, and it still felt good. I was thinking I had just come from a baking hot Arizona day into this pleasant rain storm, of course it felt good to me.

I was able to pick up following the plane again. It headed in towards the Houston International Airport… which I looked up and found it to be called the George Bush International Airport… The plane circled the airport a few times and then came in for a careful landing. I didn't see any sign of problems at all. I wondered why that should've been stressful… but then again, I hadn't been on the plane. They might have had equipment failure along with the storm. After the plane came to a complete stop at one of the gates, I got bored of watching the planes and flew off in what I felt was north or north west. I flew in and around some small buildings, not sure what they were. I was just flying in the rain and having fun. The rain was beginning to slow down a bit now. My flight path carried me over an intersection where there was a rail road crossing.

As I flew down over the intersection I saw a car in the middle of the tracks. Both of the gates were down, and the car wasn't moving. There was a train approaching in the distance. Now if that wasn't just a Murphey's Law moment… I landed near the car and looked over. There was a woman in the car trying in vain to start it. Ok… a cliché moment of a car getting stuck on railroad tracks with a train coming… and now the driver was really going to be too retarded to get out and just abandon the car to save her own life? She finally got out of the car as the train approached. I thought she had finally gotten a brain, but she instead went to the back seat and started struggling with something. What was going on? I went over to her and told her she had better get out of the way… a train was coming… She said she knew, but her baby was stuck in the car. Wtf? I looked in the car. There was a kid in a car seat. The kid was securely strapped into the car seat. The mother was struggling with the belts holding the car seat into the car and the belts holding the child in the seat. None of them wanted to come free. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my knife, popped it out, and cut several of the belts quickly… and then the mom took the child out. We both got out of the path of the train just before it plowed into the car with a loud CRASH! The car was dragged a short distance down the tracks and then tossed aside, a total wreck.

The woman didn't seem to be able to stop thanking me over and over again. She wanted to know who I was because she said everyone would know me as a hero… but I don't want to be known by anyone… so I took to flight and left her standing there in the rain with her kid. I flew north, following some kind of a highway, the rain slowed to a stop.

The air was still cool and crisp. I flew a good distance. I flew until I saw smoke that was not too far off. I headed in that direction, which involved turning to my left for a while. I flew over a lake, and then there was an area of forest. In the area of forest there was a fire raging. I wondered how the fire had gotten started. A bolt of lightning? I hadn't seen any lightning… a careless camp fire or a carelessly disposed of cigarette butt? Maybe, but with it being so wet I didn't see how the fire could have gotten started. Arson? Maybe, but why? I figured it didn't matter how the fire had gotten started… I was going to check it out and figure out how to help stop it.

I flew down to an area not far from the fire. There were animals fleeing the site of the fire. I was hovering over them as they headed away from the fire as quickly as they could go. I could also see the fire approaching. I saw some animals had gotten trapped by the fire… I didn't want them to get burned. I flew in and grabbed a few small animals and got them to safety… but there were animals too big for me to lift. Deer… there were several deer… I flew back and lifted a fawn. It was surprisingly easy to lift. I took the baby deer to safety. I lifted mom… also surprisingly easy… and dad… a sizable buck… also easy to carry… I moved some more animals out, snakes, squirrels, deer… some animals I don't remember what they were, a few of which were rather ugly… but this wasn't helpful… the fire would still catch up soon… getting rid of the fire was the main goal.

I wondered how that could be done. I landed near the lake. I could still see the fire from there. If only I could move water as easily as I moved the animals… I tried to lift up a section of water… and it worked. The water lifted in a small sphere. I did only a brief double take (and no RC) before gathering a much larger sphere of water and carrying it to the site of the fire. I dropped the huge sphere of water over the fire. The sphere immediately broke apart and doused the fire in a huge puff of steam. It never occurred to me that I was dreaming… I thought this was easily explained by the fact I had finally developed my telekinetic powers. That was enabling me to fly, enabled me to lift heavy animals, and transport water. I was flying away from the site of the fire when I woke.

Low recall

★★


Yappy dog from hell

I'm in one of my old friend's houses. I am suppose to take all the dogs (about 3) out the door and leave them outside. One small little dog doesn't want to go. It bite my hand hard. I spend minutes trying to pry it's teeth from my hand. Now, I like all animals... but this dog was from hell. Like if satan incarnated to earth as a bikini blond woman This would be her dog. I managed to get to the door and slowly pry it off my hand. I then threw it out the door and shut it fast.

I walked back down the hallway and there was a guy there with dark skin. He said in a high pitched voice. "haha, that dog is just gonna come in through an open window and attack you again. sure enough i see it running towards me so I try to punch it as it jumps at me. It manages to latch it's teeth right onto my fist.

Flying V

3rd person view of seeing some space ships fly in a V formation. The middle ship is evil and is trying to blow up all the other ships. The other ships manage to destroy it. The ship spins out of control. I am expecting to see an epic space explosion. But the base turns into a wounded eagle and two men separate from it and fall to earth.

My vision follows them to the ground. Suddenly I am there with them. The two men are like "shit, we're stranded on this god forsaken planet... what shall we do?" They decide to cook up the eagle for food. they sit, talk and munch. I see a blue house nearby and wonder if it's inhabited.

Raven's dream

I'm reading a dream by raven knight about a dream that happened earlier in the night. It reads something like.

"I am with MoSh and we are walking around in a park. I am so excited to meet him in real life. But wait a minute... I actually don't remember meeting him first. How did I get here with him? This causes me to RC, I pinch my nose and become lucid. "MoSh!" I say. "we are dreaming!"


Asuka

just a flash of being with Asuka.

HH

A lucid image of looking at my hand.

[Dream in blue.]
[Lucid in red.]
[Nightmare in pink.]
[Non-dream in normal.]

I'd love to know why I have to start my dream journal with a friggin' nightmare, but ah, well. Whatever.

I'm in my kitchen, angry and upset. My dad and I... we're yelling at each other for something. I've done something he thinks is wrong. Mom's upset too, but I'm barely paying any attention to her, only to my dad and how pissed he is.

I'm not sure what we're yelling about, but we're both getting madder and madder and madder... And then my dad lashes out. He grabs my throat with his hand (big, big hands, which is strange because my dad's hands aren't that big) and starts to squeeze. I can still remember feeling his hand closing in around my throat. It was so real. And I was suddenly terrified.

He stops yelling now, but he's still squeezing, and I'm choking and I can't breathe. He tells me off, quietly, and angrily. Mom's gone now. I don't know where she went.

Next thing, I'm in my bedroom, and my dad comes in. He says he wants to talk to me, but he doesn't look much like he's repenting, more like he wants round two. I tell him sure, and that he should sit on my bed. When he tries to close the door, I ask him not to. I want it left open.

He sits down on my bed on the side closest to the window, and we start talking. I barely remember what we're saying. Then, when he gets angry again, he reaches out, puts his hand on my throat and says something about what he's doing. I ask if he's going to strangle me or something, completely terrified at this point and he says, "No. You're lucky I don't just break your neck."

This dream has stayed with me so much. It's horrible. I trust him, I'm just having vile flashbacks and when he touched my neck to kiss me on the cheek to say goodnight, I had to try so hard not to move away.

Please, let me have better dreams tonight. -.-

Recently I have been very addicted to the site Alphabounce. It's fun for no apparent reason, and I had a dream about that last night. I dreamt that I finally made it to Spignysos to get the sampling of rock from there. I had heard numerous reports on the forums in real life. that it was extremely difficult to get this, but I attempted it anyway. It was said that your paddle was too slow to move. So, on the first level, my paddle was slow, but so was the ball. I beat the level easily, and before I knew it I had the rock sample. In fact I beat a lot of levels, wondering why everybody said it was so hard when it was really very easy. This was very realistic though.