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    Dream Trek

    Dreaming, the unseen frontier. These are the stories of the voyage Into Drei. My lifelong mission: to explore and create strange, new worlds -- To seek out new ideas which defy reality -- to boldly go where all minds have gone before.


    After an extended hiatus from Dreamviews, I have returned to pursue my ultimate goal of adventuring through dreams, and helping to expand human understanding of the mind in the dream state.

    Recurring Themes
    1. Car Accidents
    2. Meeting Star Trek Characters

    Star Trek Characters Met
    1. Cmdr. T'Pol
    2. Lt. Reid
    3. Cmdr. Tucker
    4. Cmdr. Riker
    5. Lt. Cmdr LaForge

    Dream Goals
    [ ] Enter Sleep Paralysis
    [X] Become aware that I was dreaming.
    [X] Fly
    [ ] Create a dream setting in a lucid dream
    [ ] Create a dream character in a lucid dream
    [ ] Work on the bridge of the U.S.S Enterprise

    Favorite Accomplishments in Dreams
    1. Met T'Pol from Star Trek (First Star Trek Character Met)
    2. Destroyed something that was chasing me.

    1. The Haunted Cirque | The Civil Revolutionary War

      by , 07-24-2013 at 07:30 PM (Dream Trek)
      The Haunted Cirque -

      The story begins, I'm in a massive theatre, watching a performance by a contemporary circus. The only performance I remember is the floating head trick, sort of like the one used by the wizard Oz. I was sitting at the top row of seating, and the head came extremely close to me and the guy next to me. It scared the living shit out of him, and me as well, but I was able to conceal my fear.

      Pan over to another scene at the circus -- Something happened that involved a large amount of a sort of ... thick white paste -- sort of like marshmallow creme. The event had ended, leaving the entire theatre littered with the stuff. I was attempting to get to the top of the theatre, so I took the "stairs", which were actually an Escalator -- I remember nobody was standing up, we were all rolling around, trying to get unstuck from the sticky shit. I remember making a comment about the painful nature of this experience, which gathered agreement from the rest of the audience.

      Pan over to another scene at the circus -- this is where it becomes more of a nightmare -- I was seated towards the bottom of the theatre, across from a very attractive woman. She was showing interest in me, but I was certain it was impossible - she was out of my league! So I got up and began to walk away. I looked over my shoulder, and the woman seemed to be following me. I started to walk faster, and when turned the next corner, she was right in front of me. It scared the living shit out me, because it was impossible for her have passed me up in that amount of time. I asked her if she had a twin, etcetera, but she did not speak. Just looked at me.

      Pan over to another scene at the circus - this one is faded, but essentially the same thing happens again, this time with another girl. She's following me and then pulls a Jason Vorhees on my ass and pops up in front of me. At this point I'm losing my fucking mind. Pan to the next scene - I was on the floor in a mess, with several people around me attempting to help, and I seemed to be going crazy, losing my sanity completely.

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      The civil revolutionary war.

      -- I was involved in a war which seemed to be between the british redcoats and the confederates -- I was freaked out, so I hid under a tree in a hole... The hole was filled with branches and rocks... It wasn't my war so I had no intention of fighting it. A little time passes, and one of the armies is moving from a direction where they might see me, so I crawl deeper into the brush. I start to worry about whether or not I will suffocate in this. I fall asleep.

      Pan to the next scene - I wake up, and crawl out of the brush. I find that I'm in the back of a truck.. Not sure why they bothered to throw the entire landscape of where I was hiding in a truck, but they did. I quickly found out that this was a british convoy (with a WW2 era truck). I jump out and pretend I was fishing. Then I offer the queen a shirt.
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