non-lucid

Last night I was able to have a good sleep and my WBTB-alarm woke me up at 05:30, however the loud alarm shocked me and I moved to much. For some reason 2 nights in a row already do I decide to perform WILD instead of SSILD, I don't know why. I've had very rare succes with WILD so why am I so drawn to it? Is it the mysterious sensation I miss from the one time it worked? Anyway I've also been noticing my DR getting weaker and weaker combined with me getting more and more tired everyday I wake up, so I decided to temporarily stop my WBTB-alarm and sleep normal. Until my DR gets better I wont interupt my sleepcycle anymore.

1. School profile

I was waiting in a hallway for an exam to start when I noticed touchscreens hanging of the wall, the others seemed interested in them too. I walked up to it and pressed a screen, it displayed a picture of me with my name under it and which class I'm in. However the picture of me had some flaws, my chin was too large and I had a beard. (IRL I always shave myself.) My friend laughed at the photo and I said "Well, it's not that bad is it?", then another person pushed me away so he could operate the touchscreen.

Chances of lucidity are low, need to get my DR back up and then I will do a WBTB with SSILD and NOT WILD!

Preparation: The normal
Products: Applejuice and a multivitamin pill (which had 4 mg of b6)
Number of dreams: 3
Sleep: 11.30 PM to: 08.40 AM.

Dream:1 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 7
Length:6
Recall: 4
I start out on a shore, and walk around for a bit. I seem to have a sword (some kind of rapier). Eventually i see 2 of my friends riding on some type of strange fish down the river. I jump on. We eventually jump off when we hit a bridge, and cant go any further. Some girls are sitting under the bridge, I challenge 1 of them to a swordfight, if i win, she raises the bridge. This is all i can remember. But i know there was more to this dream.

Dream 2 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 8
Length:8
Recall:6
The earliest thing i can remember is me sitting on a crowded bus, one of the girls jump of the bus in speed, but the rest continue on. It seems we drove past our point on the bus, so me and a few friends want to get back up. We take an insanely hard way though. It is almost impossible to climb, with steep hills and long drops. We get to a very steep part, which has few parts go grab onto. But there is a car trying to get down. The road isn't big enough for both of us.
My friends are about half way up, but i am lagging behind, as i got the hardest route. When they both get up the small, steep hill, Trym (one of the DC'S) tries to help me up. It is not enough, the stronger friend i have, tries to help me up, and he succedes. However he is cocky, and boasts of his ability to lift me into the air, we end up danglig at the end, and we both fall of.

I cant remember if i woke up here, but i know the dream continues. My friend died, it seems, but i lived. And the mood has changed, i am half grieving for him and half pissed. For some reason i walk into some rich family's yard, and see a large amount of people playing and having fun. If i walk a bit further into the yard, a group of people are chatting. They bring up my climb, and asks me how it went. I say it didn't go very well, because Vetle died. I go out the mansion using a different door, but now some annoying kids are following me. They ask me questions as i slam the exit door and leave the mansion, only to see a beautiful city. I think there were 3 kids.

Dream 3: Lucidity:8
Vividness: 8
Length:2
Recall:7
Insanely short dream. I realize i'm dreaming somehow in the middle of my schoolyard. I see a few people i think, but i focus on the fact that i am lucid, really lucid. I first try to make a DC appear ahead of me, doesn't work. So i try to summon a teddybear behind me, and it works! I think i get pretty excited here since i wake up.

Extra: In the second dream, the hill and place in general seems VERY familiar, so much i almost know i've dreamt something about it before. The city is inspired by Fredrikstad, the hill in dream 2 by engevika, and schoolyard in dream 3 by my school.

Near Dark-based, I'm enjoying watching Diamondback as this motel desk clerk tries to fight her off. She's just come around behind the counter, and she takes out her knife and stabs the desk clerk straight through the back of the hand, pinning his hand to the desk.

FMA-based, Ed's automail arm's bothering him while he's staying in a sort of underground village, and he's talking to Al. I'm briefly wondering why Al has a human body at this point in time, but then I remember that he retrieved his body very early in their journey, and then spent the rest of the time trying to retrieve something along the lines of his mind or memories or soul.

I've just entered into some wealthy household, and the lady of the house is greeting me. She uses formal greetings that trick me into responding in a way that formally declares us to be on friendly terms. By doing this, she's effectively prevented me from being able to bring up past grievances. This is very irritating. I'm thinking about how this way of manipulating words is something that she taught her husband, and it's the main thing that allowed him to make his fortune - that and the skill of building false walls that she also taught him, both things that she learned in her time working for a kind of illusionist or something similar, before she married. As I'm thinking about this I'm seeing an image of a false wall in their house which they use to spy on visitors, and then a scene of her visiting the court of a nobleman. She's raising a glass and saying "To the ruler of the land, Sho Haoon!" Calling him the ruler of the land is sort of overstating things - it's a position that's in question. She's been flattering him a great deal in order to get what she wants.

yea i dont remember this one that well so i kno at one point i was at club and dancing with my sister and some other family members but i just really dont know what was happening.. oooh yea i think i was at like st peterspburg and there were these giant fountains shooting out water and stuff with beautfilul roman sculputres

Last night I had planned on doing another WBTB combined with SSILD but due to there being a nasty thunderstorm outside and it being REALLY hot I was barely able to sleep at all!
So I cancelled my WBTB-alarm which was set at 05:30 in order to have enough rest for the exam the next day.

For most of the night I wasn't sleeping but in some weird limbo between sleeping and awake, I could open my eyes at any point but I didn't have a sense of time anymore so I laid there for 3 hours motionless. However at last I fell asleep and had 2 long vivid dreams.

1. The creepy/not creepy place?

I was outside some old abandoned castle in the middle of some swamps and it was getting dark, my dad's with me and we decide to enter it using a side entrance on the right. There were stairs going down and we were in a hallway that looked like a public toilet, everything was abandoned and crumbling apart. I could see everything in a greenish way like we used glowsticks, I walked further and turned right, suddenly the dimensions of the inside changed and the hallway of the beginning was now part of a large open room. There were sky-lights in the ceiling every now and then letting in some ambient light, it looked like it was a deserted ski shop with skies hanging of the wall for sale. We decided to take some of them as they looked good, in total we took 4 pairs. Then we heard a noise from the door we entered, I crawled under a rack and saw a woman entering, suddenly there were people around the place like it was some sort of mall. As I tried to casually walk away she walked up to my dad and asked "Did you two just steal my skies?", we started bringing up some story why we had those skies in our backpacks and it actually sounded legit, like I expected she would let us go but she didn't believe us. She said, give the skies back and that's $50 for stealing. Dissapointed and slightly annoyed my dad gave 50 bucks and we leaved, however I managed to keep one pair of skies in my backpack. After that we went down some abandoned hallways again and at some point through an open door on the right I saw a modern classroom and my cousine sitting there doing his exam. There were about 50 other students in there and then he waved at me, I waved back and continued down the hallway. It turned to the left and then again to the left so me made a 180° turn in total. After that we exited the castle on a side entrance on the left, I noticed my dad was missing and walked up to the front of the castle behind the central pond. I looked at the middle through some of the large windows and saw an entity floating through the main hallway of the castle which gave of a dim white light. I began to get scared as I just saw a ghost and I'm standing alone in a dark swamp near a haunted castle. It was pitch black and I decided to go home, I used my IPad as a flashlight which showed me the way back. Ones I got home I knew I had to defeat that crazy wizard that lived in that castle and held my dad in his dungeon. I had to find my blue wizard-shoes! I found one at home but knew the other one was at the haunted castle so I went back and acted like a was someone that was simply lost in the Woods, I friendly introduced myself to the wizard and saw my other wizard-shoe laying on some planks on the ground. I waited till he looked away and put it on.

2. Secret spy-agent

I'm some sort of super agent chasing down a terrorist in a city, the sun is setting. We run over balconies and rooftops, suddenly a giant down on the street level starts trying to smack me of the balcony, as I run away from his giant hand I can hear the buildings crashing down behind me. At last I stop on a balcony above a bar from which the railings are full with barbed wire, I ask the owner who's on the balcony too to remove it but he responds agressivly. I know there isn't much time and the terrorist is already climbing down to street level. I say "Ah fuck the wire anyway" and jump right over the railing, very fast and acrobatic do I manage to climb down the side and continue my chase. He runs further up a plaza were he tries to climb up somewhere but I get to him and pull him down, throw him on the ground and take him out using some super kungfu punches. Another terrorist attacks me and I take him down too using my close-combat skills.

I hope next night I'll be able to fall asleep properly and attempt another WBTB with SSILD. I must say however that even though I had just 2 dreams they were both extremely vivid and long. Each lasting over 30 minutes I'd guess.

00:00 Tuesday 2014-06-10

00:51 pre-bedtime
01:07 bedtime

05:39

+ in a (motel?) room with people, my mother is commenting on the decor (she doesn't like the picture with ships on it), entering/leaving a room I stumble a bit across the threshold there are some guys kneeling down on the floor interacting with some object there that I tripped over.

+ walking through motel rooms, (we're the decorators?) we enter one entirely painted in bright electric blue with relief patterns on the walls, I "recognize" (fake memory) the room and the patterns, I go to a table with a sushi waiter where the question is what hard alcohol goes best with sushi, ordered.

+ something with another couple (swingers?)

+ in a room with a black dachshund, I kiss the dachshund, then hold his muzzle right up against my cheek/eye, I'm a big concerned it could turn aggressive and seriously bite my face

+ views of bridges over rivers, they made travel possible from one area to another, some bridges were just long tubes, rather small, hardly any room to pass, one tube had a bulge out on one side that may allow for two cars to go by each other.

Long time getting back to sleep, MILD, WILD, noisy wife kept me awake, uncomfortably too cold, fitful / poor sleep for the rest of the night.

10:29
+ some conflict with another family, walking around/outside their house

+ discussing basketball passing theory for the forward position player, imagining the play while discussing

+ observing snipers in camouflage creeping through the grasses, I'm standing nearby, they're taking zoom pictures of objects in the distance, I see their weapons, and then I get the "camera" view of what they're photographing.

June 09, 2014

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I only remembered one fragment... Or rather, I know I remembered full dreams when I woke up, but I was not in the mood to write them down right away, and then either forgot because I didn't think about them enough, or fell back asleep...


This Book!

I was with my brothers at Oma's house, and we were talking about a book that my brothers didn't think was all that special. "But it's got all the ends of all the Harry Potter characters! I've got Dumbledore's end, even!"
(didn't occur to Dream-Kestrel that we all know Dumbledore's end from the books, anyways...)

June 08, 2014

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Kebab Gets Sick

I was with the backpacking group, drinking in an old house. I think the house belonged to one of my family members, or someone I knew, but I can't remember who it was. The house had a very modern feel to it, even though it was old. We were all on the second floor, and suddenly Kebab said, "I forgot how sick this stuff makes me..." and goes to the upstairs bathroom, but he gets worried that it won't hold all of his vomit (I laughed out loud as I wrote this out) and so he tries to get to the bigger bathroom downstairs, and... well, let's just say he left a trail, and it was disgusting.

I must have blotched out the part where I cleaned it all up. I remember being on the stairs at the point where it turns (it was one of those kinds of stairways), hearing him vomiting all the way to the bathroom, and then more in the bathroom. I remember thinking, Oh God, I'm going to have to clean this up...

And then I remember being back upstairs with Zukin, Penny, Ivan, and a friend of his, who was in my own grade instead of a year below me, like all three of the others are. I was telling them all about my Dream Journal, and gave them all my DV username so they could find me once they joined the site (Zukin and I were recruiting them all).

Suddenly, I was in my high school cafeteria, just as I am saying the last five letters of it; "E-L-K-A-T..."

And then someone on the complete other side of the cafeteria yells, "E-L-K-A-T!" And then someone else yells it from another side of the room, and soon the whole room is shouting "KESTRELKAT! KESTRELKAT!! KESSSSSTRELKAAAAATTT!!!"

It was so strange.




Murder at the Musical

A friend and I (at the beginning, I don't remember who she was, but toward the end it was one of my friends from college) were acting in a musical about a crazy King who tries to kill his daughter and her friend. My friend plays the daughter, and I play her friend... Her dad plays the crazy King. Can you see where this is going yet?

Anyways, we find out that her father is trying to kill us; He is going to do it right on stage and get away with it because people will think it's just really good acting. Or, it may have actually been that he was going to actually kill us in order to make it the best show ever. I can't remember exactly which it was, or if it was both. In the musical, the crazy King pretends to be the painting in his daughter's room in order to get her and her friend while they are off-guard, and he jumps at them with a knife, killing the friend first, because he knows his daughter wouldn't dare to avenge her friend and he could easily get her right after.

Everyone else in the play found out her father's plan, and was trying to help us. We couldn't go straight to the police because they wouldn't believe us if we did. So we all continued with rehearsals as planned, to formulate our plan and also to keep her father from finding out that we knew his plan. We had to all live in the building in which we practiced, and we weren't allowed to leave at all. It was an abandoned warehouse that was for some reason located on my home street.

When it was time to do a sort of official advertising for the musical (there was a local musical association, and they held an event where all the main characters of the various plays and musicals being put on would gather and try to sell tickets to people passing by on the street), my friend and I left the building (since we were main characters, and her Father could not keep us hidden away with the rest of the cast). Her father was already there, and we were to meet him. We decided we would expose him today, because there would be many people and policemen to help us, and he wasn't really a good actor anyways so he wouldn't be able to lie his way out of it.

The event was being held a couple blocks away, and so my friend and I had to get up the hill on my street. We were having a very hard time doing it, because of our bulky costumes, so we put on roller blades that we apparently had hidden in the bulky dresses we wore. The going got much faster then.

When we reached the top of the hill (that's where it meets the street on which the event was held), we saw that there were many, many more people than we had expected. Even better; more witnesses to his horrible lying and more support for ourselves. We found a policewoman and explain what was going on, and we led her to where my friend's dad was, in his ridiculous costume (like this, just he was a painting of a rather creepy looking clown, and the frame was almost as big as he was). We exposed him, and the police took him away. They told my frind and me that we should get the rest of the cast and crew, so that we could all go to testify at the station.

We go back to the building, gather the others, and get on a bus to get to the police station. As we walked to the bus stop, we all decided that we would have to find another musical to perform in, and that we would stick together because we had become like family. When we got on a bus, and it started moving, a man that had been sitting on a bench at the stop moved with the bus. He was outside of the bus, but moved as if he were in it, even swaying as the driver used the brakes too heavily. I stared out the window at him, and he stared back, grinning. Every time we stopped at a bus stop, the man would appear to adjust himself in his seat of air, so that he looked like he was just sitting at the bus stop. He was describing something to me, and it was strange, because I could hear his voice in my head again. But, I can't remember what he was describing to me. He wore a patch-filled jacket and had a sing-songy voice, but I didn't realize until I was awake that it was the same person from my Gangster Pimp story, who may have been The Face from another dream I had.

The leader of our little troupe suddenly told us all to get off the bus, quickly. In the confusion, the man whom I will call The Face until I learn his real identity vanished. I reach my troupe and find that they have been confronted by a group of white men and women (my whole troupe, except for my friend and me, was black, with only 1 or 2 women). They stood in lines facing each other, with the leaders of the two groups standing opposite each other. It seemed everyone in my own group had a counterpart in the other group, except for my friend and me. I suddenly know that our leader had taken s off the bus because he'd seen the other group waiting to get on it, and wanted to avoid a confrontation; but the leader of the other group had also spotted him getting off, and had stayed, just to pick a fight.

"What are you doing with these little white girls, eh? You messin' with them?" Their leader turned to me. "They messin' with you, honey?"
"We're their friends," I say.
"Oh really?"
"We're in a play- a musical- together."
The other group collectively mocked me and I saw some of their members push some of my friends, so I tried to make myself a human barrier between the two groups, hoping I could stop a fight from happening.

The other group members were saying really nasty, rude, and disrespectful things about my friends, and I could see my group beginning to get angrier, but they didn't make any moves.

Then, I saw my group's leader's thoughts for an instant; but it was enough to know that he and his friends had been in a bad situation before joining the musical cast and crew, and they all wanted to live better lives now.

"Just ignore them all," I said to my friends, while staring into the eyes of the opposite group leader.

That all went on for a few more minutes, and the situation was looking so desperate that I turned around and hugged as many of my group members as I could, crying. I guess the antagonizing gang must have gotten weirded out by my show of affection, and they left with the grumblings of an aggressor who doesn't really want to open that can of worms anymore.

We all sat down to wait for the next bus. People sniggered and talked bad about me, as if what I'd done was the stupidest thing they'd ever seen, and I snapped at them all, "Shut the FUCK up! What would you all have done?! Run away? Watch your friends get hurt?" My group leader ruffled my hair and the rest fell silent, just like my group was. It was all very sober until the bus got there. I sat at a window seat, with the leader to my right and my friend to his right. I remembered my leg brushing his, and realizing I needed a shower REALLY bad because my legs were prickly as fuck.

Then I woke up.

1 - I was in prison. There was a lot of wheeling and dealing happening, I was involved in a lucrative operation and I was watching things happen all around me as competitors also did their deals. There was a lot of goods being smuggled in and being moved throughout the system. I had my business happening but so did many others and as you could probably guess there were some crews that worked together to increase profit margins and sales but there was always going to be undercutting and inter-operational competition.
One afternoon I was walking through the main unit, I was chatting to another inmate about an old friends house and we walked through the halls into a common area. I saw a guy ahead of me name Dwayne, He was about 5 foot 8, Short brown hair and he was young only 24, he was using his lighter to light something he held in his hand, it took quickly and then he threw it over me and I watched as it flew past and realised it was a Molotov cocktail. It went past me and it sailed over the officers station hitting the floor on the other side and exploding into a mass of flame. I was quickly approached by officers and they all threatened me and yelled at me, I knew I was going down to solitary. I reached out and I dropped all of the good I had into a bin because I knew they would search me when I got down to the poky.
They surrounded me, putting handcuffs on me as they grabbed me by my arms, and began walking me to the solitary unit. We got outside the main unit and the officers noticed it was raining heavily and decided that they should wait until the rain had eased a little bit. I stood there in the cold and saw a guy Ray sitting nearby at a table smoking a cigarette. I called him over and asked if I could have the last half of it as I was about to go to the slot and probably wouldn't get another chance for a while. He acquiesced to my request and shared his cigarette with me.
I woke up in my cell and I found a note on my bench that I was being Shanghai'd (transferred to another prison), I knew that I had to try and move most of my goods to make as much money as I could before leaving So I could go into business at the new prison, I also had to organise for somebody to take over what would be left of my business upon my departure.
I walked the halls past all the cells and made my way to the dining area where I found Dwayne, Kazz and Vee. Dwayne and Vee were eating breakfast and percolating coffee while Kazz was getting a shave with a straight edge razor.

2 - I was standing in my kitchen, I had a whole lot of reams of paperwork and just boxes and boxes of random things that I retrospectively recognised as things related to my old life, I had a little container full of clear white liquid that I knew was some kind of fuel that I could use when lighting this stuff on fire. I just couldn't figure out exactly the best way to set everything out so that it would burn the quickest and at its maximum temperature. No matter what I tried I kept finding things that I just couldn't bring myself to set on fire. The more I readied this pile, the smaller it got. it was just little things that I was saving from the conflagration but they seemed to make the pile exponentially smaller. I eventually got everything ready and I threw the lighter onto the oil and watched it as the flames took everything with them in a sudden explosion of flame and a plume of smoke. My last thought was: 'this smoke probably isn't good for the environment.'

Been a long while since I've recorded dreams, but doing so most definitely increases my dream recall and lucidity, so it's worth continuining. I'm following after the philisophy of mastermind by saying a mantra/affirmation before sleeping and using the power of intention.
And it seems to have worked lol. I usually don't remember this much detail of my dreams but at the same time I haven't really been trying until recently.

Was at Newcastle turning right at a set of traffic lights in an attempt to get onto the Pacific HWY a few streets down. However, this set of traffic lights when they went green, traffic in the opposing direction was still moving and very quickly too. Something like 130KM/h which is not even a speed we travel at on highways in Australia let alone regular arterial roads like the one I was on. As I turned right after finding a sufficient gap to turn, two cars appeared out of nowhere in lanes 2 and 3 and I stopped in lane 1 before completing my turn just narrowly avoiding hitting them. This set of traffic lights doesn't even exist as far as I am aware. I turned down a few more streets and ended up at a mcDonalds restaurant and parked in there. I can't remember if I got anything to eat there or not but there is a slight gap between the proceeding events.

I am now in another house. A house I'd never been in before. My parents have now arrived here. I don't remember all of the conversation I had with my mum but she said that it is very hard to turn at that intersection as the cars are traveling so quickly. Then the dream got very odd and spooky. There was a presence in the room. I can't remember if I saw anything but I may have seen that presence or at
least a shadow in another room. It was starting to get dark outside and I could sense evil around me in this room.

In the main living area, we are for some reason using candles instead of lights. When I mention the evil in the room to my mum, she says she has some sort of book about it that might help. She gets out a few books but then grabs a very odd looking book. It has a dark cover and I can't remember what the cover said it was but it did have some odd symbol on it and said something along the lines of book of evil spirits or something. I read a bit of it then went back out to the car and the doors locked when I went inside it and I could still sense the spirit but I got out of there somehow and went back into the house.

Eventually it became morning and I could no longer sense the spirit. I went outside via a sliding door and there was a pool there. Suddenly some naked woman was standing next to me and she and I both jumped into the pool together with me for some reason in an old school uniform or something. She wanted me to go wrap her arms around her so I did lol.

Then the dream got even more bizarre. Suddenly this pool extended over a great waterfall/drop and I was on a surfboard and me and some other friends I'd never seem before went over the waterfall and luckily landed without killing ourselves. Now we were at some sort of beach and there were some big waves here. Still on our surfboards and now in the ocean, my friends signalled to go this way to where all the big waves are but I see another wave in the opposite direction and so go that way instead. I go a few meters before accidentally going over a massive wave and being flung into the air and landing on some rocks and hurting myself. I believe my friends were coming over to help but the dream ended at this point anyway.

Was at one of my old houses. Was downstairs in the shower,towel, stairs...will,fill in extra details later.

Ballina, pacific hwy, shopping centre...will fill in extra details later.

1. I was in a crowd of people in the same large gym room. The crowd was full of people from my high school I think and I was talking and standing by a few of my friends from school. Me and my friends notice another one of my friends is walking around naked. We talk about and we all wonder what he is doing. We look around and try to see what other people are making of us this but no one seems to notice or at least not care.

2.I was having a conversation with one of my good friends and this girl that I had feelings for earlier this year. It mostly my friend talking to her while I was listening to the conversation. Every once in a while I was laugh or make a short comment but the girl would sort of ignore me and not make eye contact.

On a boat at night, filled with other people, mostly young people. They seems like kids, but could be about 18 or so. We're expecting some enemy force to attack the town we're off the coast of nearby, but waiting for more details on where the attack will be so we can position ourselves to stop it. Looking around, there are a bunch of empty boats anchored near the shore, and some street lights near the docks light up parts of the beach. Then we see it, about a dozen boats quickly pass us, landing on the far side of town. Beast-like monsters with vicious looking weapons, huge muscles, and an overall extremely dangerous looking figure, run off their ships and amass in a large group just on shore.

Our captain brings us close, and we disembark not too far from them. I tell everyone not to shoot at them until we're well setup, because if we provoke them now while we're vulnerably half on the ship, half getting off, we'll all surely be killed. The monsters seem to notice us, but for some reason give us the courtesy to prepare ourselves. It becomes very clear that we're hugely out-numbered about 10 to 1, and this is a suicide mission. Our leader has us line up in a double file line facing our attackers. This seems stupid to me, like a sure way to set up the worst defense in history, but I can't change his mind.

To my disappointment, I am shuffled to the second row, right in the front. You know, where death is 100% certain against a huge group of beasts like this. I turn to the person on my left and choking back tears tell him, "It's a good day to die" while I think, "I don't really want to die today" It's sad because this seems really pointless. Someone announces to us that there is coffee and donuts inside just behind us. I don't like coffee or donuts, but since I'm just about to be fighting a huge number of beasts, maybe if I'm hopped up on caffeine, I'll be able to shoot them quicker, so I go inside.

There is a table set up where two people are serving everyone espresso shots and tiny muffins. I take one of each, eat the muffin in one bite, and sip on the espresso shot because it's too hot to drink. I walk back outside, finish the espresso, and find myself in the back of the line now thinking, "This is a much safer spot to be. Since I am good at shooting, I can help better from back here" But I see they have saved my spot up at the front... I solemnly walk back up to the front, and think about how no one wants to be in the front, so it might as well be me. At least I can spare someone else the terror of being amongst the first to die.

Thinking about everyone else, and how fearful they must be, I'm not so sad about our situation. I just accept my position in the front for everyone else's sake, and peacefully wait for the battle to begin.

With the sound of gunfire and screams, everything goes dark brown, I see a hideous eye get so close it appears bigger than me, then I feel like I am inside a large mouth with massive fangs, and all other sounds get really muffled, then stops. Now everything is black. That same glittering blackness when you close your eyes in the dark.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Arrived by bus from a travel, meet my mom who updates me on local news. She tells me some bizarre stories about werewolves attacking people. I ask her what she thinks about it, if true or false, if false what is the intention behind the hoax, if true, has someone died. Apparently there has been disappearances but no dead bodies. And some terrorized eye witnesses. She shares some theories, we discuss them.
Then, by the side of the road, coming out from the tall grass, we see by the corner of our eyes, what seems like a huge black dog. First we disregard it, but considering our topic of conversation, we look again and we notice it's not a normal black dog. It's huge, more like a wolf... or werewolf, hideous, with red eyes, long teeth, growling menacing. My mom freaks out, screams and runs away. I see in his eyes that he will run after her in the next nanosecond to attack her. In the split second it takes me to read its mind, I position myself in front of it, look it in the eyes with total confidence and make a subtle motion with my head and eyes, to signal the beast not to attack and turn away. It looks me in the eyes, angry but submissive and it turns away. I reach my mother, she is terrorized and befuddled. I tell her the werewolf is like a big mean dog and we can control it just like a dog whisperer would control a dog. But deep down I am also befuddled and I feel that I have a natural inate werewolf whisperer gift that I didn't know of. I had no idea I could control these beasts.

Bedtime: 12.PM Waketime: 11:AM.

Preparation: The normal (see DJ entry 1)

Dream 1:Me and my little brother were in some kind of large house, and i had recently been given a cat. The reason for this was because i for some reason had to prove my responsibility, and that i could take care of things. I think me and my little brother then walk to a different house, or most likely a different part of the large house. My little brother brings the cat, and we stay there for some time playing with the cat. After we leave the house, i ask my brother where the cat is. Darn, he forgot. I rage at him for a little while and there my memory cuts.

Dream 2: In a large amazon-like environment, me and and ome my friends find a snowscooter and race down a snow-clad hill that we somehow found. We take turns being the steerer, as there is no brake or engine. We drive past a crowded area in the snow where children and people are playing. Accidentially we drive off a cliff. I cant remember if i woke up here, or if i actually didn't fall, but just went off the tracks.

Dream 3: This was the clearest dream out of the three, and the only one where i very faintly seem to remember i was lucid. In the same environement as the first dream, my brother (could have been a different DC) seems to be having a bit off a fight with some random people chillig inside a crashed plane of the mountains. He cuffs his arm to mine, and asks me if i dare to dangle off the side of the mountain. There is a little cut here where i dont remember anything.
I then encounter one of my other friends, he is injured and needs blood. This is where i realize i'm in a game, because i try to find out what bloodtype i am by using the menu. What i did most in this dream however, was being a smite/dota-like character running around and killing mobs to level up with my friend (we didn't kill many however as i woke up soon after).

Other things i did, but can't remember when/which of the dreams it happened in is:
-Shoot a bazooka at a tanks that was FAR away, missed every shot.
Climb around the beautiful mountain inspired by the norwegian place, engevika. I was very far up, and there was a vertical drop of a few hundred feet down. I know i was lucid in this scene because i remember myself thinking:''This is a dream, i can survive this fall''. For some reason (maybe i lost lucidity) i didn't jump.
-Stared at a fabolous ass (sorry Linn)
-Go through a type of ''gear up'' corridor where we prepared for battle?
-Traversed the jungle with my friends (seem to remember it was a part of a game, much like capture the flag in f.eks battlefield).
-Saw one of my female friends fail at parachuting down the mountainside.


Explanations/descriptions: Mountain: The mountain was absoloutely beautiful, and was had a long, vertical drop if you were to run straight ahead. If you went left or right however, you could get down to the jungle. It was inspired i think by engevika and hvaler in norway, just much larger. It seems there was a base inside the mountain where you could gear up fpr battle in the jungle below. There was also a plane (could be car) that was crashed into the mountain, you could go inside. The mountains were also shaped like a ton of squares forced together, making it hard and interesting to climb around on.

Jungle: Here me and my friend farmed a few mobs to level up our dota/smite characters. It was lush, green and head vines that snirkled over the forestground. It had broad pathways through it, making it easy to traverse. There seemed to also be some temples of sort, that me and my friends explored. It had tall trees, and many ups and downs.Very fun to explore.

The house: In dream one; It was large, and i think it had white walls. My father was on here, and though i think he was the one that gave me the cat, i'm not sure. The other part of the house, where i lost the cat definately had white walls, and some chars. The walls were also strangely deformed, i think.

The snowy place/hill: Very basic, had extreme drops downwards, not fit for anyone to go down (even though kids were playing at the bottom of the hill. It was nice, and went down for a VERY long time. At the bottom i think i saw lake, there were few trees that were covered in snow as well.

6/9/14

Last night, bed shortly after 10pm.

DR
I'm entering a room from another room. Ophelia is sleeping there, under white comforter. I want to wake her up, but I know what happens to people who do so. She is kinda waking already, so I stay quiet, but I really want her to wake up.