International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

10-08-11 (This might be a non-REM dream) I am at El Castillo, I am hundreds of dreamers floating around the pyramid. I hear a woman's voice shouting “My daughter, she is lucid take her vision” I think am sort of waking up myself, but I try and see if I can lock onto this girl and find a vision “inside the dream” to stabilise. In the meantime I can feel that some of the dreamers, that are me, have found a way inside the pyramid. Everything is growing darker and darker and I wake up.

Notes: Felt more myself and consolidated, completely relaxed about my upper torso after this experience.
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I am lying in my bed and all of a sudden I feel myself being pulled towards the light. I feel somewhat feminine, but I know I am dreaming and I know I am headed for the pyramid. I scream something silly like “Weeeeeeeeeee!” in excitement about actually managing to go there on my first attempt.

Until. I am punched in the stomach on my right hand side it is not a physical punch, in fact it reminds me of of the energy I felt, when I was relaxing my body earlier, except stronger and not under my control.

The energy doesn't stop there it travels in a quick violent wave up my spine and exits just on the left side of my neck, just above the brain stem, cutting my connection to the light and the dream.

Notes: I felt this “punch” for quite some time throughout the night, though this could easily be explained by being in a permanent state of vulnerability to HHs.

These are the first two very short dreams I have concerning this project. It is the first time I have attempted going to the pyramid. In particular the first one could be somewhat significant, seing as others have reported loads of dreamers pouring in through portals and the like.

The rest of the dreams from that night can be found here, though nothing strikes me as out of the ordinary and none were lucid: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/vest...-bursts-22184/

Neurosisfish's Dream

Dream 1 - books
I'm sitting across from or beside some girl I know and I am telling her that "I finished the book", referring to a book I recently finished. I get a response I dont expect, but when I wake I realize that no one I know of has read this book and that I dont know this girl either. It was City of Bones.

Dream 2 - On the way to the party
I am walking downtown with a group of 3 guys, 2 are slightly taller and white and the other is shorter and asian. All of us are dressed in nice formal wear and we are walking from one party to another, which I believe to be located in a large stairwell of some sort.
The down town area is very modern, with large metal and glass buildings, some of which are angled and sunken so they resemble awkward triangles more than skyscrapers.
Along the way, we meet 3 other of my other friends who are having a similar party of their own in a close by building. They made something like 200 000 glowing orbs which they hung from the ceiling. we goof around a bit, acting lame. I believe the group I'm with wins this confrontation and continues to walk.

Dream 3 - The party goes on continued from Dream 2
We arrive at the party location; it has large glass doors and white walls, the ceiling is likely 20 ft tall and there are black temporary dividers set up in the middle of the large room, making a square. This looks like the emptied main floor of a large shop.
Farther in, we meet the host. She is shorter and looks part or full asian with Long black hair and dressed in black. The asian guy from the group and her begin to flirt, although he is not that good at it, and in the end she more or less makes him ask her out to dance later for that night.
I know the night is going to be righteous so I set up a small stand to the side for citrus flavored beverages, which the host commends me on. At this point I'm wearing brown slacks, a blue sweater/jacket, and a white shirt with a red pizza hut logo on the front. We walk over to the host, who is now talking to one of my friends that just arrived. The host doesnt seem too pleased at my outfit and she asks me to go buy something nice to wear. I tell her that the shirt is fine, "it's ironic", but she doesnt buy it.
She convinces me to go buy a shirt and I ask if she needs anything to wear since i'm out. She says yes and decides to show me what to get. My friend who was talking to her tags along and I drag my other friend as well.
One of the exits to this floor leads into a shopping mall, and immediately she leads us into a store. The store is dim, furnished with dark woods.
Looking around, she says "I know i've seen it" and I tell her that I can pick something out if I know her style. She picks up a shirt with a little cute drawing on it. I say "So your style is small, cute, and funny, just like you. Awwww" She pushes me through the upheld shirt and I catch a smile on her face.
"Aha!" she exclaims as she walks over to a rack of grey sweaters with a bright green picture of some sort of cute personified iPod drawing on it. She hands me the shirt and walks off with my friend.
I look at the size and it says 56. Looking at this I feel as if it would be a bit large. I look at the rack and the only smaller sizes are 36, 9, and 8. I ask my friend is he knows what size she is, he has no clue.
I text my friend who went off with her to ask her.
and I wake up