non-lucid

Moron Dog 11/05/2014
Before I went to bed, my dog had eaten a small styrofoam cup full of various candies. At least 3 bite-sized snickers and a couple of Hershey pieces. I was worried, but my boyfriend stayed up with him since I had to get up early. Apparently he only got really hyper. That worry found its way into my dream where I saw my dog who raided the refrigerator when we left the door open and turned away for a moment. He insisted on eating a tomato and would not release it when I tried to wrench it from his mouth, he just kept stubbornly chewing while I yelled "NOOOOO, DON'T EAT THAT."


Gypsy Symbol 11/06/2014
These are hard for me to describe, the telling of them will be short even though they felt complicated. The scenery had weight, depth. I met a man who had two children, this was well after the End of Things, maybe a follow up to the storm nightmare I just had? They called their appearance an anomaly, even a deformity, but to me they seemed beautiful. The three of them were black, but they had...metallic gold spots, like a leopard's. It almost looked like paint. They even had some on their eyes.
The man was in his late thirties, his boy was fifteen, and the girl...18 months? She was young enough to spend most of her time in a carrier. I see them in a house, though it is day, the days are mostly dark now. They had found some other people and weren't yet sure if the group could be trusted. The man instructs his son to keep an eye on his sister, always.
I remember him turning away from a piano to the open door where his son stands, and seeing the empty carrier on the front landing and snapping, "Where's your sister?"
They spent some time thinking that she had been abducted, her appearance was just as unusual as their own. She wasn't actually missing.

House
I have leased a house with my sister and we have already put money down. Until now we hadn't been able to closely examine it. We walk into the tiny, U-shaped kitchen. The cabinets are dirty white and of an extremely antiquated style. There were two white ranges, one at the back of the U, and one on the left side. We were dismayed to note that two cabinets were so mold ridden to rot, almost falling from the wall. The range on the left was on an odd little 2 inch tall platform, and when I insisted that we could improve the layout of the kitchen by moving it, we found that we would have to sit a cabinet on top of the platform and that the run would be ugly and uneven. I remember opening one of the rotten cabinets and comment that they couldn't get away with renting it to us in this condition and wonder aloud if they will buy cabinets to replace these. At once point I looked at the kitchen and saw only obstacles, the ranges pulled out, twice as many cabinets, and all stacked where the open space in the center should be. I said something about how I couldn't believe anyone would build a kitchen like it.
When we open the rotten cabinets again my sister and I find two....creatures. Honestly it looks like a writhing, levitating, dark stocking full of black flies, with puffy growths on either side. My sister says that they are definitely *insert word I can't remember*, because she's seen them before, this is the stage right before they hatch and swarm everything. Yaaaaaaaaay. I decide I can't deal with it and, hearing her promise to take care of them for me, I leave the house. That is entirely backwards, by the way, I was always the one to kill bugs for her.
The exterior of the house consists of thick, uneven, cream colored blocks. The lawn is astroturf green. It feels as though I am inside and out, that the sky is painted on the ceiling of a building. There are many people outside with me, and someone comments on the symbol carved into a top block of the house. It has been painted over, but was so deeply carved into the stone that it is still visible...if vague. I recognize it as a gypsy symbol, and we talk about how it is not the only gypsy marked building, a remnant from when they conquered the area. The symbol is an upside-down triangle with an upward, right-slanting slash that reaches past the border of the pyramid then has arms, like a crude arrow or an antenna. ((I know that there are such a thing as hobo or gypsy symbols, but I could not find one that matched it, and it has been years since I researched such things so I have no idea where this came from.))
I then witness a scene unfolding in symbols on a sandstone tablet. I know it is a folktale, about a man who travels through the desert and has to choose which he values more: the camel on which he rides, or the water strapped to his back.
At some point my sister runs past me and jokingly tries to hand me one of the dead creature husks from the cabinets. I flip out once I realize what she's offering to me. "Nope. NO. Nuh-uh."

My Friend's Stepfather 11/10/2014
It seems my subconscious cannot offer me anything nice, without at least a little unpleasantness. The next two dreams have that in common.
I don't remember much. It was sort of like I was talking to someone online and also in person, there was a detached manner to our conversation. Like it was text instead of speech. I am sitting on a bench, next to a handsome man in a suit, on a transport of some kind. It looked like a house, with one open wall, and nothing inside. In all honesty, he looks like Scott's dad from Teen Wolf. Except his eyes were light brown, instead of dark brown. He wasn't as broad-shouldered, either. He is a doctor of some renown, rich (of course), a world traveler (of course). We chat about me, mostly. He asks my name (very strangely, I reply with my real name, this has only happened a handful of times in my entire life). He asks where I am from, and I say I am living in Oklahoma. He says he lived at a Fort(something or other...I can't remember the name). I smile, delighted that he knows of my home. He is flattering me, I know. He mentions that he was only stationed there a few months, passing through on his way to Africa. The transport stops, and we hop off. We go to a truck where my co-worker M is sitting in the back. It turns out the man is her step-father. (In WL she just has her biological father, her parents are still together)...anyway. He climbs into the back of the truck and asks me if I have ever been to Paris. I say no, but mention my time in Italy with my father.
"I know, M told me about it."
I scold her for sharing information with him. Not because I really cared, but now it was one less thing we could have a conversation about. I was worried that he would realize I wasn't interesting and stop talking to me.

My Friend's Husband 10/11/2014
*sighs* I hate my subconscious.
It is morning, all the lights are off in the house. There is a man. I resist calling him handsome. He is attractive in a rugged way, he is incredibly manly. He looks like Hawley from Sleepy Hollow, except he is taller, broader of shoulder and face, skin more ruddy, hair more wavy. He, predictably, is Liam's height. That makes him about 6'4". I am myself, so I am 4'11". As you can imagine, he towers over me. Predictably, this makes him incredibly alluring.
It is very quiet in the house, we are sitting on a dark blue sofa. He suggests that I should join him, in bed, if I am so inclined. It is then...of course, that I remember he is my friend's husband ((Also not even close to the truth, her fiance is nothing like this man in any way)). I have a terrible moment of doubt about our moral compasses. He says it wouldn't matter to her, they are married but have not been a couple for many years. They are rarely in the same room together, they don't even sleep in the same bed, and they don't talk so much as argue.
There is a fragment his son (not with her). He seems sweet. For a moment I trick myself into believing that I could take care of a child, if I really wanted. That maybe, just now and just for him, it would be fine. I struggle to recall that I don't want children and why.
My friend returns and sits between us. They don't seem to hate each other, but they don't love one another either. She reminds us that the gathering will start soon, and to be ready. As soon as there are other people around, it's like he has forgotten I exist. I wonder if I was over dramatizing our interactions, if he was attracted to me at all, and then I feel like a terrible person for wanting my friend's husband to be attracted to me. I see how they are together, and all the ways they are perfect together. I remind myself it is a facade. Maybe. I wander away. He hasn't even acknowledged my existence, I decide to retreat to another part of the house with less traffic. I set my drink on a tall patio table and turn to leave. He is there, then. Very briefly touching my wrist. I look up at him. He gives me a small smile and then lets me go.


There's a handful of dumb fragments about playing World of Warcraft and a friend saying he found some people to run normal Siege of Orgrimmar. When we got there he said "I uh, have something to tell you. This isn't normal. It's heroic."
"Ben, my gear is terrible! I can't run heroic SoO."
"It'll be fiiiine. Just hang out in the back and don't stand in any puddles."
"They'll kick me out.."
"Naaaaah."

November 13, 2014

Review: Multiple dreams, hard to remember them all. Kill la Kill inspired semi-lucid dream.

My Friend the Kamui
Me and my friends were running around a neighborhood. I don't remember what we were doing, this part of the dream feels long. But I got the feeling were being bad, pranking the neighbors.

We bust into someone's house. We assumed no one was home but we were wrong. Two little old ladies were home and take defensive measures against our intrusion. My friend flips out and goes to far!

I can't remember all the details now, but I'm pretty sure he killed them. We tried to stop him! After all, we were just pranking, we didn't mean any real trouble. It's too late now. He's murdered those innocent women and we were his accomplices.

The cops are here! My friends scram! Except for the one who murdered. I promise to help him escape the cops. At that moment he transforms into a hoodie. I wear him, he talks to me and grants me powers, kinda like the kamui in Kill La Kill.

"Hold on!" I fly off as fast as I can. The rest of the dream was a chase dream. Now and then I check on my friend, the hoodie, to make sure he's okay.

But the dream walls kept closing me in and I grew tired of running. They've got me surrounded. I give up! I take off my hoodie and surrender it to the cops.

I had a dream after, but now I don't remember it.

I was laying down listening to music at my dad and sister's house, which was in Venezuela. I got up and went to my car, which was my old Camry, while texting Megan telling her that I wasn't going to move back in with her. The area I was in was poor and run down, and I had my AR15, my Sig in my leg holster, and my Taurus on my cargo pocket. I dumped the car and walked for a while, texting Megan until she fell asleep. Kristy teased me that Megan and I weren't going to get back together. I passed through a part of town that was rich with parkour obstacles, with the buildings made of the same materials that most buildings in NM are made from. I did parkour but having the AR15 on my back made it difficult, making me take some long falls, hurting me a little. Eventually, I went through a door and saw a cop car ahead. I passed him, trying to seem normal even with all the weapons I had on me. I got pulled over and questioned. Still outside, I tried to convince the officers to let me go. The 4 cops started arguing with eachother and I thought about running away but instead, I grabbed my AR15 and opened fire.

As I shot my rifle, I noticed the flash from the muzzle and felt the weight of the rifle in my hands. I shot 3 Venezuelan Officers and one civilian, only leaving one officer alive. As we exchanged fire, the area slowly turned into the inside of an important-looking office building. The officer took cover behind a wooden bookcase and as I tried to shoot through the bookcase, the bullets weren't penetrating or doing any damage to the officer. I turned and proceeded through the building, exchanging gunfire with lightly armed police. I ran into an office and took the magazine out of my AR15, put it in my pocket, and struggled to insert a fresh magazine into the magwell. I moved through the building until I reached the entrance to an underground prison, guarded by an officer with an AK. I turned around and started fighting my way out, saying to myself "This better be a dream" as I saw a group of civilians to my left. I did a reality check of my watch, with the time showing 10:08, with working seconds. I cursed to myself saying "How am I gonna get out of this one? I'll get tortured in this prison if I don't"

Shortly after, I saw J. Warner, who helped me through the building. I came to the realization that we were spies on a mission. There was a man that I shot in the head several times but only managed to wound him. I woke up shortly after telling Warner I dinked the guy and that he was seriously wounded.

I was in a military base in the middle of nowhere with a few commanding officers and enlisted men. We were talking about some intel about a man that wasn't supposed to be on the base but we knew he was coming and that he was in a green semi truck. While I was on the roof of a building, I noticed the man coming in with his truck, so I went to tell a female commanding officer, who didn't believe me and didn't do anything about it. Kristy went to where he was and I followed, hiding behind the tire of a jet. Eventually, the man and Kristy started arguing and the man shot her with a small handgun. The man kept walking towards the base and I followed him and quickly rushed him, took him down, and wrestled him until I took him out. I went to speak with the commanding officer and told her that I had arrested the man that wasn't supposed to be on base. I was bragging about how I beat him even though he had a gun and I didn't.

I was at a paintball place getting set up for a match. The area was outside in a small field with no walls except for the one that led to the office. I was on a girl's team and there was only about 3 people playing. I started grabbing my equipment, which included a ballistic shield. I showed the owner and the girl something on my phone but freaked out when a porn picture came out.

Dream
False Awakening

I was running some sort of time trial course at work with some people. Some guy was arguing with Adam telling him to chill out. We kept driving and some asian dude started arguing and recording us. I told him "We're not cops, so I don't care if you record!" Me and the other guy got in the driver's truck and sped off as the asian guy kept recording. Eventually, we came to a bridge where I saw a girl on a bicycle with a Spanish flag, because they had just won the world cup. I went through some stuff and when I came up to a broken bridge that was over some rough waters, I saw people jumping across to the other side. Some people failed the jump, even my grandmas. I stepped back and felt that I had boots on. I ran and jumped at the last second, which is when the bridge started to fall. I ran through the falling bridge and jumped onto some closed sci-fi looking doors. Too late.I knew I had to do it all over again so I grabbed my pistol from my belt and shot myself, falling into the water as my sight slowly turned black.

I woke in a room with my sister. She was playing with one of those cup and wire phones and I told her she was doing it wrong, as I tried to write down my dream. My aunt was trying to sleep in the other room and the noise Valery was making through the phone made my aunt come into the room and start yelling.

I was in a full stadium. There's a a giant head as tall as the stadium. I was standing to the left of it and looking up at it. Some people were next to me. The head's a goddess that knows everyone's future. Whoever that's lucky enough to be randomly picked will have her advice for the future. The participants will be randomly selected, and then from those people we will have one winner. I was somehow picked twice. I was really excited and optimistic about winning. I thought I would win for sure since I was randomly selected twice. The selected ones, including me, were then up really high in the stadium with a flight of stair in front of us. They were walking down the stair one after the other. I didn't even notice till they were half way down. I started walking down trying my best to look confident. I then woke up because of my alarm.

non-dream dream lucid

Once again I had food and drink before bed. I wasn't expecting anything considering that I was supposed to stay up here.

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Practicing Telekinesis
Lucid: yes!
Recall level: 9
TGMG: ...no

So I'm in a forest, and everything's all dank. Some DC (my dad?) and I are walking down a dirt path. Lighting is very green, but it seems that it's autumn and there's lots of leaves, but oddly enough not too much. I look over to a table near the path, and there's a radio right out of half life 2!

I run over to the table and start tuning it, and I get loads of things. On shortwave I start in the high band, and I hear a religious station.

Father DC: "No, that's a religious station!"
I eventually tune it to Global24 radio, where there's a very odd music program.

I turn it off and continue walking down the path.
All of a sudden I'm in my basement. I look around (very similar to my basement except it was bigger, or maybe I was smaller? ) and there's a TV (same one that I've had for 12 years) next to the middle wall. My mom tells me to watch Channel 4. Was there a Hrok there? I seem to remember something of the sort.

All of a sudden, I see an EAS start up.
And get this, it's for a "Thunder warning". I see a red bar come up in the bottom of the screen, and the text starts to scroll. It said something about a "Thunder warning". I'm thinking "what the hell is that? I've never heard of that!". I grab my camera next to my computer and open it up. It's taking a long time to boot up though! And when the screen comes up it looks all glitchy! I eventually manage to press record though, but just as it starts the EAS ends! Damn!

I set down my camera but keep it close by. I keep watching the TV and eventually it comes back on! But this time it doesn't stay on channel 4, and switched by itself to some high up channel.
This time I'm able to start up the camera much faster and keep it running through the duration. But this time the battery is low and the SD card is low! But I'm still able to record it all!

Eventually I put it down and...
Jump to me being with a bunch of other DCs in yet another variant of my basement. This time there was a bunch of laundry machines on the east wall, and there was entire rooms that aren't supposed to be here. They're mostly filled with junk and old clothes. So I walk into one of those and a DC comes in and asks me what to do. I tell them I'm gonna practice my telekinesis for when I'm in a dream!

So I look at an old food box and I point my hand at it like in the movies, and I pull it towards me. It starts flying, slowly, and eventually starts hovering. I'm very capable of controlling its movement, and I'm in a good mood so I make it do dances in the air. The DC is quite mesmerized.
I then put it down and go up stairs.

The living room is quite ornate, with the china cabinet next to the big window, and it's a lot cleaner. It's day time, and there's a few people here. I go into the kitchen and it's huge as well. There's a desk in the corner with audio equipment and an imac g3 there as well! My mom is in there and I ask her where this came from. She says it was Ross's computer, but she gave it to us. I think, "weird, but okay".

I look around and the kitchen looks more or less the same as it does IWL, except for the fact its bigger and there's a huge desk where the food cabinets are IWL.

I then have a false awakening? Either way, I'm back in my basement and this is the third variant. This time it's looking a bit more run down than I'm used to. I'm in my chair, but almost immediately I stand up. There's a few washing machines where the stairs are IWL, along with a few racks of storage above. There's a peculiar tiny opened can of paint on one of the racks, and I pull it down.

I start moving it around, and eventually I start wondering. I imagine it hovering and it starts hovering. I move it around with my mind for a bit before I start wondering how I'm able to do this. Am I still dreaming?
*nose pinch* *hands slip* *nose pinch again*
And I can still breath during the nose pinch. It was actually quite weird because I could feel the air rushing down my nose like I wasn't plugging my nose at all or even touching it, even though I'd clamped hard on it.

I'm dreaming! Everything gets a lot more vivid now, even though it still had the characteristic blurriness in a few spots, especially when I was in the basement. I started walking towards the stairs, and I started walking up them. To be honest I don't know what I was thinking at this bit. My feet felt very light and almost as if they weren't there at all. I look up and it's like the back door is open and there was a bright light outside. I walk up the stairs and I look back down towards the basement, and then I wake up.

I'm laying in my couch on my right side, face inwards. I'm very excited, and I do a RC. I then try and recall everything in the long process.

Eventually I start writing this.

Dream recall history:

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I found myself in the garage, helping my father carry things out of it. I suppose to create a lot more space. He then tells me I am dreaming. I look at him and said yea right. As he turns his attention away from me, I quickly counted up my fingers to see if it is the same as waking life. It was, my father notice me counting and laugh. Everything added up exactly as waking life. I feel physical and grounded here, so there's no way I am dreaming. However, I soon notice a large tv on the ground with no wires hook on to it. That's odd I thought. That is when my father ask me to turn on the lights. I look around and realize the lights weren't on. That is when I decided that if the lights work I am not dreaming. But if they did not then I will consider it as a dream. I attempted to turn on the lights 3 times to only find it ignoring me. That's when I knew I was dreaming and began trying to remember when I fell asleep? That's when my father and I left the garage, while somewhere at that point I lost lucidity.

Dream 2

I was in a maze office building with two other dream characters. I was looking for a way out and managed to find it. When I exited the building there was a beautiful path with flowers and trees all around. I left the building with another DC but as we were walking I appeared on a bed where my brothers room was. The crazy part is that I could see there was a big bump on the right side of my rib area. I touched it and random small springs started coming out. I didn't like the view of that and tried moving but couldn't. I heard a little girl talking though and feared it was that girl who liked to torture me in my dreams. I than thought of nothing and layed down so I could appear in a different scene. But I just reappeared on the bed.

The good thing is that I could move more though. I got out the room and ran to a room near the exit to the backyard.My dog Max came out of no where though and started biting my feet. But I managed to escape through the window and found myself in my backyard. But there were more plants, trees and junk around. I than flew up but I wasn't flying as high as I wanted to so I just started singing to help me fly higher. It worked and I was higher. I could see that my house now looked like a huge red building. Just as I was going to go past it I appeared in my hallway again and my dog max jumped on me. I pushed him back and noticed I was holding a part of a building with the years 2007-2011 on it or something like that.

I left it though and tried running up the stairs and out the front house door. But I saw two little baby puppys that looked like my nephew's puppy but smaller. They started biting me on my feet. I asked my dog why was this happening but he was silent. I tried going out the door but noticed the side was pitch black and someone was coming from the second floor. There was also a hooded figure to my side in the pitch black darkness. I thought the dream could not support itself anymore and suddenly the whole place was consumed by darkness. Than I woke up.

Dream 3

I went back to sleep and was at my old highschool where my old english teacher was with my old history teacher. She started talking about how funny it was that she drank juice but her breath came out smelling like coffee. Than at some time I appeared in my house downstairs. There was a monster guy with a saw near the backyard exit which made me lucid. Max was there yet again and started biting on my feet. I tried running than just got on my dog's back and I rode him all the way upstairs. I than decided to exit the house but my dog started biting my feet again. Good thing my brother was there though. I told him to hold Max back and I managed to get out but the scenery was so dark. Î shouted clarity and started rubbing my hands. The scene got more brighter and less fragmented but it felt like it was still distorted. As I was trying to walk my brother turned into a baby and got stuck to a fence. I pulled him out but than noticed the sky was weird. It wasn't bright anymore and there was a crescent shaped cookie that looked like the moon. A few DCs started telling me how they didn't like the setting and I kept trying to change it but it was time for the dream to stop. So I woke up.

non-dream dream lucid

Very first thing I would like to mention is that these dreams happened the morning of the 12th of November.

So I fixed my alarm. It now works.
Also made sure to have some food before bed, which helped quite a bit.

Had quite a few dreams as a result.
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CRT Gas dream
Lucid: no
Recall score: 7 (doesn't appear like it from THIS dj but it was)

So I'm in my house, and OTG is playing on a black and white TV screen sitting on a table.
I'm trying to fix another TV, but a DC comes up to me and says that the CRTs are filled with a deadly gas! Don't break it!

Later on, I look on another TV screen showing a hallway in the building I'm in, and you can see dust in the air! This hallway was filled with the gas!

That's all I can remember now.
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Getting TVs
Lucid: no
Fragmented: no
Recall: 8
TGMG: no
I'm at a school, outside. There's a bunch of woods surrounding us, and it was dark out. Not entirely dark, but as if it was storming really bad or there was gonna be a tornado or something.

The school was similar to the primary school I used to go to.
Very brown, with brick walls. Glass windows for each room.
I go inside, and I'm in the hallway.

Hallway has tiled floors, and white walls. Lots of displays on them as well. I go right, and walk for quite a ways. Eventually the hallway walls turn into brownish red bricks as I get closed to the end. I then get to the library. I don't remember the library except going inside and looking out the window. I see the smudges on the glass, and a parking lot with loads of buses outside.
I get a TV on a cart and walk out with it. I eventually get to one room, and I look through the window. I see someone else looking out the window. They're naked though. I quickly turn away.

Later on I'm flying over the school, and I can see everything as if the roof was ripped off.
I wake up soon after.

Now this is what I'm talking about!

A nonlucid dream about a story somewhat paralleling Jack and the giant Beanstalk. I am with this boy who must climb this massive, twisty tree trunk like tower through this cloudy, foggy sky.
I became lucid in this and flew up the tower to observe him while he climbed. He was doing so rather quickly, jumping from platform to platform; the entire outside of the tower was covered in gnarled spikes and branches that could be used as platforms. The dark, stormy clouds seemed to be in layers. Lightning cracked all around me and the rain was coming down heavily. He eventually reached the top, above the clouds. The wind was blowing very strongly here it was hard for me to keep myself stable while flying. I landed atop the tower; we were basically in outer space now, with just a thin band of blue on the horizon and the sun, moon and stars ahead. The storm clouds below us seemed to be swirling, centered around the tower we were atop.
I grabbed onto a small ridge to fight the wind. I was correct in the fact that the tower was made out of a wooden material.
The boy had no trouble standing up while I was squinting to look into the wind and see him. He was a big, chunky boy but looked young, younger than me, and had either orange or blonde hair, I can't remember. He turned to me and thanked me for giving him the chance to climb the tower, and then rocketed off into space on a golden flame.
The scenario repeated at least once. In one other version, he failed to reach the top of the tower.

Something to do with parking an airplane at the airport. I passed through a narrow area between two buildings and I was afraid that the wings would not fit, but somehow they did.

Something to do with purchasing an absurdly small container of chocolate milk at the airport convince store.

Something to do with the fact that a PG rated movie isn't allowed to kill more than two people.

I am walking with my family on the path by our house when this blonde girl runs by. While running, she tells me that I am in fact dreaming.
I turn and say something to myself about how gravity only exists if I want it to. Flying on, let's go.
I begin buzzing around the general area, impressing my family and what not for awhile. I flew between some tree branches and power lines. I recall my foot brushing up against one of the power lines, I was afraid that I might get shocked but then remembered that I wasn't grounded.
I eventually decided to see how far I could take my flying. I looked into the clear blue sky and saw the moon. Oh, yeah, I'm going there! I began heading up, and at first I was moving very slowly. Once I got above about 200 feet I started accelerating very rapidly, making a sort of jet turbine sound. A shock cone forms around me as I break the atmosphere and look back to earth. I can see the curve of the planet below me.
I try to recall the first lucid dream where the boy flew away from the edge of space and do the same thing. I begin to rocket toward the moon
...
Dangit. Somehow I forgot what happened. The dream ended with me becoming some sort of lucid dreaming superhero, like superman in New York. I had a sealed apartment on the top floor of a building that could only be accessed by me flying. I was currently working on stocking the fridge and pantry with dream-food.

I am a part of this plot about a secret society of fuel miners. They have lived underground inside of a mountain mining this rare fuel and selling it to buyers on the surface world. There is this scene where about four guys managed to escape though ore chutes in the main compound. The leader of the group drops a bomb down the chutes but when it explodes it doesn't bring them back up, it just pushes them along faster.
A brute of a man moves a decommissioned mining robot and blocks the ore chutes so that nobody can escape.
The miners live in this mall-like underground area, mostly constructed of scrap metal. They have a whole society with a school, doctor, barber, and stores. All of their supplies are earned by trading with the upstairs world.
The leader manages to find someone who was in on the escape in the med bay. The would-be escapee fibbed that his injuries were from a mining accident. The leader character was angry with him to say the least. He grabbed the injured man by the jaw and started asking him questions about where the others went.
...
Meanwhile, I am with Marcus and this female DC. She wears square glasses, like Marcus but has long black hair in a ponytail and all of this backpacking equipment. She is a local guide who is going help Marcus find this fuel-mining society. And of course I'm there because... reasons. We are in the parking lot of a chuck-e-cheese in a small desert town supposedly not far from the underground mine. The female DC takes out a hologram device.
"Now then, we have reason to believe that the center of their operations is about four clicks east... probably in a natural lava tube system...."
She continues showing through a hologram how fuel deposits have emptied in the years and surface drilling companies have not come across any fuel where there should be.
"There was 1100 units of fuel directly below us, but in 2003, it just vanished. My theory, underground miners selling to the highest bidder." Look how the cave collapses in 2007, four years later."
We strike out, and of course the first thing we have to do is climb a plateau. We start climbing, and the only one who is getting anywhere is the guide chic. Marcus is struggling. I'm struggling.
We were about halfway to the top when the guide chic made it. She started urging us to hurry up and for some reason this made me lucid. I let go of the cliff and started flying up to the top. When I reached the top, I told myself Marcus would appear in 3...2...1. And just then he climbs up the top of the cliff.
I look out over the desert and the small town at the base of the plateau. Its hot. Clear day. I've never felt that much heat in a dream. I should do a scene change to someplace where I can beat the heat.
It doesn't take much, now I am on a beach, but with red desert sand. I am on a small, crescent shaped island with a dormant volcano on one end and a large beach populated with dream characters.
Marcus and the girl continue on their quest to find this society as if nothing has changed. I tell them that I am going to fly off on my own devices. I run towards the water and think of the previous LD where I was flying. I manage to 'catch' for about five seconds before I fall into the ocean.
Sooo good in the heat of the dream sun though!
I get out of the water. I can't see Marcus or his guide anymore. I somehow spot Manei out of the crowd of people on the beach, asleep on a towel, and run over to her, recalling everything I have to do with her.
She must have been asleep because she didn't stir until I got close. She sat up and lowered her sunglasses. (Note: Manei wears often sunglasses when she blends into the background.) She looked really confused that I was there, lucid and standing in front of her.
"Come on, I have a lot to ask you..." I gestured my head to one side that we could walk away from the crowd.
Unfortunatley, My roommate wins the award for comedic timing. HIS ALARM WENT OFF RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT!!!

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

I had a near WILD experience again last night, the 3rd I've ever had. I was lying in bed after a WBTB at around 5ish, I could feel some intense vibrations, I could hear them buzzing too. I could also see some slight visuals starting to manifest, like a small light in a sea of darkness. The whole thing was short lived as I once again screw up the transition. I also noticed my jaw being clenched up and offset in an odd position as I was coming out of the experience, I do a few reality checks to make sure I wasn't having an infamous SSILD false awakening but I wasn't sadly .

Dream 1 - Tardis + Rescue
Me and someone else are planning to steal the Tardis (for those of you who don't know what this is, it's the time travelling police box from the Doctor Who series), we look around for the area where it's supposed to appear. We seem to be peering through a window into an area that is so indescribable... Like a 70s trippy visuals effect was going on in the background and everything was floating. Now I'm somehow in a library but it looks extremely similar to my kitchen. I see a book outside that contains more information on the Tardis, I go outside to read it. I seem to be sitting down on the bricks by the doors where I usually sit to relax on a sunny day, a crew member from the Tardis walks past the glass window behind me, he has his daughter with him. The crew member scowls at me. I find a box that contains lots of little books in it for reading to little kids and babies etc. They're the same as what I read to my daughter in WL, and I think to myself how I should have stolen these instead of buying brand new ones. I think about this and decide that this a dumb idea. I read through the books for about a minute, they're worn out and missing bits of the cover photo. I then blur into a new scene where I'm trying to save a girls family from a guy with a sub machine gun. We're in a woodland area that has tall thin evergreens and light brown dirt, it reminds me of American-type forests (at least from what I've gathered from movies). The crook is hiding in a wooden-log house, I can't remember what happened but somehow I win against him, I realize now that his weapon has no ammo. He says something along the lines of "I guess it still counts as a criminal offense...", insinuating that even though the family was never in danger he will still get in trouble. The girls family is no where to be seen, and it's now the girl who I was actually saving (some kind of dream screw up in the plot). The girl runs up to me and hugs me, I feel like she's my daughter. A woman nearby comments on me saying "That's what you call a good role model".

Dream 2 - Sex
Fooling around with a girl, shouldn't need to go into details. We were in my home though and it was daytime.

Dream 3 - Rock Throwing
I'm on a beach and I'm getting chased, I run across rocks and sand, leaping acrobatically around. I leap onto the edge of a ledge a few metres high and hook my leg into a crevice to support myself. There is a girl reading a book on the top of the ledge not even noticing me, and there's four people below me on the beach who were chasing me. They're looking up at me, I throws down at them and they throw a few back. I catch 2 of the bigger rocks and hurl them back, 1 of them cracks into 3 rocks and hits 3 of the people on the top of their heads. I can feel myself slipping ever so gradually as the feel of the dirt on the ledge slides a bit. I decide to get a better vantage point, and swing myself into the crevice I'm supporting myself on. It's tight and dark, I'm lying flat and there's no room to move. I shouldn't have even been able to get into such a place. The entrance is horizontally oriented and is only open a crack, I seem to realize though that I won't have trouble getting out if I just realized a certain something (slight awareness increase), but I wake up.

11.11.2014

Akashic Records Juice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to check out a car with a friend, I believe I was going to do a survey or something afterwards to rate the service. The guy was very friendly and I test drove the car. I told him I would come back.

Some friends from Europe were visiting and they wanted to check out an apartment to move around here, so we went with them. It was day but it got into night pretty soon. We were talking about Spiritual Stuff and then we got to check out the house.
The same guy was going to show us the house and he provided us with some brochures before we were ready.

Somehow we got into talking about the Akashic Records and how important was for him to access them very sparingly, as he claimed if you went into the records too often you would fry your brain. I told him that no way, as I did several Akashic Records readings a day to all my clients and I was okay. I also told him I drank two quarts a day of Akashic Records juice (what the heck??? LOL) He said that I was going to get into trouble on the long run and proceeded to show us the apartment.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 (12/11/2014)- Scenic Neighbourhood
I'm walking along an unlaned road in a scenic neighbourhood similar to where I grew up. I end up with a girl who I think is an ex-girlfriend, we're in her room and we're trying to fool around. We're trying to keep quiet so her family doesn't know what we're up to, and she gives me a condom too, but it's kind of broken or something and I have to go find more. I find some in a bag that's supposedly mine, I feel like I'm doing something wrong now though, as if I were cheating or something and I slip in consciousness.