International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

ESCAPED!

My dog has ran away from the kennels, he appears at my front door even though we were meant to pick him up the next day. A few minutes later the owners from the kennels come knocking on our door, they look completely out of breath and start apologizing for losing my dog - they tell me that they had searched for him for the whole morning but just couldn't find where he went! I tell them that he had found his way back home and that he is ok!

Chichen Itza attempt 2

I'm in the middle of a dream, with my family out somewhere - when I casually do an RC (I check something written twice) the second time I look the word says something different - YES!!

I start to chant - I need to get to that place, something pizza, chichen... ah well, I know what I mean, so I start chanting, sort of a tribal sound to summon up a portal, usually the more I sing or chant I can feel the power surging to create the portal - but nothing is happening today. damn! So I take a run up - and leap into the place where I want the portal to be, forcing the dream to change by closing my eyes for a second - but this makes everything fade and when I open my eyes again I see nothing, I try desperately to hold onto the dream but it fades and I wake up - FAIL

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

19-09-11 I am in a wrecked city and the infection has taken over. The scenario is a mix up between Starcraft and left for dead. I am on an elevated road or bridge and ahead of me are a lot of abandoned cars making the only effective means of escape by foot. There are two roads, one being elevated and the other on the right hand side is not, though the situation with the cars is the same.

We hear a noise, it is an uproar of a crowd, infected. It is difficult to make out but I believe it is coming from the lower portion of the road so we start running upwards to the left. There are also infected behind us so we have to do something. We get trapped on the road and have to abandon it, which I do (now being Kereigan off Starcraft) by jumping off the road onto a lamp hanging (I don't know from where it is hanging and I am too preoccupied to take a closer look) in mid air and running on it onto the adjacent road.

I then turn right, not sure if Jimmy is with me or not, but it turns out he is. We get cornered with infected all around us and we decide that instead of getting ripped to pieces we might as well take the infection and hope for a cure to show up at some point.

Zombies come running out of a door to the parking area where we are and as we kneel down they just bite us gently instead of slashing at us etc.

I am briefly inside the building where the zombies came from, which turns out to be little more than a staircase. But inside the roof is missing and “He” is coming from the top. “He” turns out to be a fair skinned black man, who has developed the infection, thereby crushing my previous knowledge of it being a military development.

The way he has spread it has been through his normal work as a tattoo artist, where he would use infected needles to get it into the bloodstream of people.

skip

Looking out over a canal in the city I see a ship operated by infected. The ship isn't your normal type of ship. It's central body and means of propulsion comes from a big wheel in the middle that the rest of the ship is built around. The wheel is made up of paddles. I know the infected operating the ship and I think him loyal to the group trying to find a cure, like me.

I jump into the water and I see a non-infected human swimming around in the murky water picking up the food that various infected keep throwing in the water unseen. I start swimming towards her (I believe it is a her) in the hopes that her being uninfected could bring me a clue for a cure.
…..............

More fragmented dream. A black woman, again a fair skinned exemplar, is trapped under chicken wire and she is walking around. She is trapped by a group of retard cowboy(ish) types who may or may not rape her.

She is looking for “the governor”, who is apparently the leader of the gang. She finds him and he is wearing a grey wide rimmed cowboy hat. He is somewhat harsh in his way of addressing her, but he assures her that he will let no harm come to her. However it turns out that he is pretty much stuck under the chicken net construction as well.

Fragments: Discovering that under the chicken net is an electrical construction of sorts. A mine/pressured gas tank being thrown in and potentially being torn up.

Escaping....
….............

Spent a lot of my HHs this evening with visualising an small island with gorgeous sandy beaches and sandstone buildings (and general colour scheme) with jungle and trees unrestricted intertwining the city. I sort of decided that it would be my personal playground with Chichén Itzá located somewhere on this island.
….............

Short FA, where I immediately pull a green lamp that looks like a plant towards me mentally. I get out of bed and do the same with the old school TV on the table in the corner, which take a bit more mental power to make float.

The dream starts fading though I try and engage all my senses I am unable to stabilise it.

Bihon's Dream

Fragment:

I was in this park, where I was reliving non-existent memories. I was remembering me and my brothers when we were younger as I was walking with this girl. Another boy had appeared though, he was like an unknown entity, he even had a black cape on his back. I recall him smiling the whole time he randomly showed up. It was dark outside during time. False Awakening of writing my dreams down. . .

Every987's dream
Fragmented dream. I'm in a house with my friends. Were in danger. We search for something hidden in a bookshelf when I realize the danger. Someone calls me outside. I get in the car to go to someones cottage. The house blows up as were leaving. dream ends with a false awakening where my friend turns off the tv

Thebeastofold's Dream


tennis anyone?


I was at a tennis club or something, tennis courts, clubhouse etc, playing tennis with some chick i thought was the williams sisters cousin......i was doing ok against her, but as the balls got closer to me i couldnt see them clearly for some reason, so i suggested we go to one of the indoor courts, but when we got in there it was practically dark and there were people standing all over the courts socializing.....there were also micro sized full grown chickens wandering al lover the court...she served again and i could barely see the balls she was hitting, they were practically invisible....i tried to return a serve and hit some guy standing infront of me talking to 2 ladies, i went to apologize and ask him to get off the freakin court and he turned to me bofre i could speak and handed me a big pile of broken eyeglasses......he shrugged his shoulders and said "you know"


dream shifted


I was in the banquet hall of a hotel somewhere, i decided to go up to my room, i wnt up an elevator that seems to be going sideways..i finally got out of the elevator and went into my room, and the Tv was on, star wars directors cut was playing..it was a scene wher c3po picked up and used a lightsaber! c3po ducked behind a pile of crates just before they exploded and when the smoke cleared there was a lightsaber infront of him..he said "i wonder" and picked up the lightsaber and turned it on...i walked around the tv and went towards the bathroom...i noticed the shower was completely open to the hallway outside the room, with only double frosted shower doors and a shower curtain to block the view!!


dream shift


I was standing at the end of my street and realized i had a lightsaber in my hand, so i turned it on and started slicing trees down etc i even drove it into the dirt road all the way to the handle..it slid in easily, makeing the dirt around it bubble and melt...when i got to my driveway the lightsaber would no longer powerup..i looked at it and it was a toy with a plastic extending beam!! the plastic beam was dirty and bent so it was jammed...


dream shift


I was driving around what looked like an old abandoned town, rthe buildings were falling apart and every street i tried to turn on or go down were all one way...i felt as if i was looking for someone....all of a sudden, i'mon a peddle bike riding down the streets, i end up at a weird looking restaurant type place, i walk in and go towards the back and theres these 2 guys standing there..i see them and get really nervous like they are the ones i was looking for...i go quickly out the back door and down the alley to the left and then left again to get to the front of the building, i see a guy digging a small hole by the adjacent building, i see he is buring sd cards! i say good thinking, i'll go call the cops... woke up...

Pichulick's Dream

I was enjoing a stand-up show on the streets. I saw a guy with a hoodie getting out of a building. Another one came and they started to argue. I wanted to laugh at the show but shouted at them: Bad show! I don't laugh!"
I left the area and after a corner someone thrown an axe's iron head that fell near a ladie's legs. She kicked his ass.
Then I went to a computer, waiting a game to load, and the woman came and we started

Animus' Dreams

1) I am some sort of supervillain, playing a game of Magic: the Gathering, Elder Dragon Highlander, with other similar sorts. Starting off the game, I draw much too many cards, finding new ones and supersized versions. (one was a 10ish mana green spell to put a named 14/14 into play, other was a 4 mana spell that got more mana). I comment to the player next to me, "Yeah, these games last a while and are absolutely chaotic. It makes them fun. I've always wanted to make a red deck just to screw with everyone else." On a woman's turn, she brings in 4 or 5 lava monsters into the room through the front door. I place my hand on my wrist, a teleportation device I apparently have. Think about trying for Chichen-Itsa pyramid, but didn't become lucid...

2) WILD. I am walking through a hotel or casino like building, looking for someone.

3) I am LUCID, in old, roman like city. White granite buildings, a large multilayered fountain. I jump up on the edge, walking along next to the water. A storyteller is weaving a tale on the opposite side of the fountain. He makes a mention of Kreig, which is a fantasy world I've been making for years. I smile, as he talks about the Dragons of the Game.

1 - Mintos technique worked, randomly. tasting Minots in my mouth, I rolled and stood up in my room. window crushed. I am ready to go to the pyramid.
again, I forgot to take a bus, but I took a taxi instead. the driver seat was in the back. weird. I sat in the front. I could feel the car going up to the hill.
there was my summer camp. I met those people again.. shifting to non LD.

2 - woke up, did Mintos technique again. I started to sing in order to keep being 'aware' in dream. (and it really worked!) now I took a giant dark blue tour bus.
I met Nomad. I recognized him as Nomad, but now that I think of it he was not him. he was wearing golden armors. I met 3 anime girl characters that Nomad made.
woke up.

MrIrony's dream

I see Sora, Donald Duck and Goofy (Kingdom hearts.) sleeping in a trailer. There are a lot of Heartless's outside and they have teared holes to the walls and ceiling. Most of them Yellow opera's and the other similar ones.

I'm Sora at this point. I decide to try to kill the Heartless since they keep interrupting my sleep. I reach through a hole in the ceiling and kill the Yellow operas, Red nocturnes and Blue rhapsodies. But the Green requiem stays out of my keyblade's reach. I try to kill it for a while, but then some more Yellow operas appear and cast thunder magic at me. I block the lightning bolts with something I'm holding in my hand and kill them with some fire and blizzard magic. At that point we decide to make a run for it and try to reach a nearby mall. We are chased by some Soldiers as well as Heartless versions of the three of us.

We get to the mall. At that point I hear a voice telling that this is the way Heartless spread some virus. Find some people immune to it, attach the virus to them and chase them to places with lots of people. I looks around me. The downstairs of the mall is a restaurant full of people. I try to find an exit. I run to one door, but that's was just the entrance to the restaurants kitchen. Then the people around us start to change. They turn into Left4dead style infected. (A.K.A pretty much look like normal humans at first, except that their skin is pale and they want to tear your head off.) They all start attacking us. I run towards nearby stairs, but I'm slowed down by zombies pulling me back all the time. I kill them by stabbing my keyblade into them and twisting it. We run up the stairs into an area that looks like an hotel. We jump through an window to an back alley. I think Goofy got killed at some point, because he had now "respawned" into a shed near us, waiting for rescue. He talked something about not finding a lightbuld or something. Once I opened the door a couple black guys came out with him. We all started walking away from the alley. "So, are you immune too?", I asked from one of the other survivors. He didn't say anything. I noticed a huge amount of different kinds of swords piled up near one of the walls. I started looking for a good one. Finaly a picked up a pretty long katana. I walked a bit forward, but then something else caught my eye. There was a gunblade lying on the ground.

I grabbed it and pulled the trigger to see what would happen. It shot two cylinders that were a bit bigger than my fist. Once out of the barrel they grew into metal barrels that exploded once they came in contact with the anything. I decided to take it with me. I also had another sword on my other hand that could also shoot the same kind of projectiles, but one at a time. We took a turn to the right and saw a street at the end of the alley. I saw something big move behind the next corner. I was pretty sure it was an special infected, but wasn't sure which one. I took a better look and saw I wasn't wrong.

"Tank!", I yelled at others, but someone already shot it. We were just going to continue when another attacked us. I wasted all of my ammo (About seven shots.) to it and it didn't die. "Sorry guys, I'm out of ammo.", I said. I left the others fight it and turned back, because I was pretty sure I saw some of those cylinders lying around the back of the alley. On my way there I saw something fly in the sky, but wasn't sure what it was. I decided to keep an eye on it. I found the extra ammo and left to fight the Tank. Even after I shot another seven shots at it it still didn't die. I went back for some more ammo. (Infinite piles of explosive ammunitation rules.) I saw one of those flying things closer this time. It was a rather large skeletal bird, but it didn't seem to be aggressive towards me, so I didn't bother myself thinking about it. I took the ammo and finaly killed the tank. We continued forward, but my dream ended.

Metallicuh's dream
I am at my house. These guys are trying to break in through the front door. I pull out a knife hoping to scare them away, but the just pull out a larger blade out of nowhere. I am slashing at him and manage to slice his arm. He's pushing me trying to get me to move out of the way. I then take a piece of wood off of the small bench and slam it on his head. Both of them pass out. (hopefully it wasn't oneironautic) I don't remember what had happened from here but I know I went to my friend sams house which was also my grandmothers house.



I am at my house again in my room. I decide to go into the bathroom. My brother follows me into there and goes into the shower area. I have my dream journal right on the counter. I'm hoping he doesn't have the sudden urge to start going through it. I leave and go to the side of my house. There is some 20th Anniversary party going on. It started 20 years ago in april. So after i'm done watching the festival. I go back to the bathroom but this time my mom and my sister are in there. Then my neighbor and this hot chick from my english class come in. I don't remember.

Now I am in the ocean and I am floating through the air. My grandpa throws me a ship and tells me to monsoon it. which meant get it on the water. I do it and some villian takes it over. I go underwater and start singing maxwell's silver hammer.

Nephanim's Dreams

20,000 IPRO Hours

I arrived for another IPRO meeting to discover that only a few others had bothered to show up. We looked at the current task hours listed on the iGroups system and saw that Evan had put in 20,000 hours in the past three days. I knew there was no way he had that much free time; he didn’t even have that much time. I was having trouble doing the math in my head, so I whipped out my calculator to determine how many days it would take him to invest that much time. I came up with 688 days… Not correct, but not bad. When he arrived for class, Nick and I brought the problem of his 20,000 hours into discussion. He had no idea what we were talking about. In fact, when we checked iGroups again, it had been reduced to twenty hours – which we couldn’t really contest.

Battling Generals of the Shadow World, Pepin the Cockroach

I was part of a team of dreamers battling with dark forces. Basically, we would go to sleep in a certain formation in the same room to share dreams, then we would track down generals of the shadow world to eliminate them. One general was too powerful for us to defeat in his native world, so we sent him to a new one: a world the size of a small bedroom. Only the garden contained within the box existed in this universe. All of us but one traveled to a third world to wait while the strongest among us battled with the general in the box world. We received a noisy telepathic signal from him and decided it was worth investigating. As the second strongest in our group, I volunteered to check on him.

By the time I reached our box world, I no longer recognized any part of it. The boundaries of the world had been warped and extended. The garden had been turned into a winter landscape with an icy river flowing through it. As I approached the river, sections of the ice reached out to grab me. The general had fused with the essence of the world. In effect, he was the very snow beneath my feet. I took flight to separate myself from my opponent. Somehow, I got the idea to pour pepper on him. When I doused the snow in pepper, it began to sizzle. The general screamed. I descended with my pepper shaker and coated the river’s edge in pepper. He was deathly allergic, so it didn’t take long for this to significantly weaken him. I called one of the other members of our group, a woman a few years younger than me. She was impressed with my work, but since we were out of pepper, there wasn’t any way to replicate this if the general recovered sooner than expected. We decided we would just have to kill him there. I summoned Symphony and had her fire a dream discharger blast into the core of the world. The general died, and the world began to melt… It gradually morphed back into the box world we created. I promised that I would buy a new pepper shaker to replace the empty one.

The dream jumped. I was sitting in Nicole’s living room with her when Jack Pepin walked into the house. I wasn’t pleased to see him, especially when he informed us that he “might have” stolen some money from her mom’s car. I recalled putting some money in there in case we went out to buy something and didn’t have enough cash in our wallets. It took me a while, but I came to the conclusion that we had left $27 in there. Pepin wouldn’t tell me how much money he took, nor would he return it. I went to the car to check. Since there was $7 left, I assumed he took a $20 bill. I tried to get him to return the money again, but he still refused. As I was considering calling the police, they called me.

I explained the situation to them calmly. The cop didn’t understand why I had put money in the car in the first place – as if it mattered. At the end of my story, the officer said he didn’t think there was anything he could do for me. He offered to scare Pepin, at least… As I was trying to negotiate something, our call began to break up. The officer couldn’t hear anything I was saying. Eventually, he hung up on me. I waited for police to arrive, but no one came… So I decided it was in my hands. I walked out into the backyard and saw Nicole and Pepin setting up a boxing ring. I climbed into it. Pepin was wearing boxing gloves, but I didn’t bother. I rolled up my sleeves and balled my fists. Before he knew what was happening, my fist was half an inch away from his face. I left him in a ball on the floor of the boxing ring, covered in bruises.

A few minutes later – when Pepin recovered from his beating – he offered to buy me something to resolve the problem. It wasn’t the solution I’d been asking for, but it was better than nothing. When I asked what he had in mind, however, he started talking about things I could buy for him. I glared at him as he went on and on about how much he’d like to have my shoes, my pants, and so on. I interrupted to explain that I wasn’t going to give anything of mine to him or buy anything for him. In particular, I had no intention of giving away my only good pair of shoes… I turned Pepin into a white cockroach as punishment for his theft and failure to cooperate.

It was around 11 PM. I explained to Nicole that I needed to get back to my campus as soon as possible. I still needed to buy pepper and get a good night’s rest before my classes in the morning. As I prepared to leave, I caught Pepin the Cockroach trying to break into the car and steal the remaining $7. I stepped on him several times until he stopped moving. Phil came into the garage shortly after to explain that he had contacted the police. They were on their way to search Pepin. Unfortunately, since I just killed him, there was nothing for them to investigate except murder… I decided it was better to have them search his house instead. Nicole was able to figure out his address and tell the police where to go when they pulled into the driveway.

As I drove down Nicole’s street later, I secretly hoped the police would find drugs at Pepin’s house. I sensed that although I had killed him, he would be back to suffer the consequences. I started wondering where I was going… The road was dark and surrounded by thick forest. I vaguely understood that I was looking for the train station since it was too late to ride a bus into the city. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made… How would I get the car back to Nicole’s house? I should have brought someone else with me. I turned down a road that looked familiar and realized with dismay that it just looped back on itself. After some more wandering, I came to a highway I recognized. The ten-way intersection was far less familiar than the highway itself…

The dream jumped. I was at a convenience store on my campus. I floated around the store looking for pepper until the girl from my dream warrior group appeared. She explained that she already bought a new pepper shaker. She asked if I wanted to hear her sing in an opera. I explained that I was about to go to bed, but she promised to keep it brief, so I agreed. She took me to an opera hall where the latest performance was about to end. They were scheduled to perform one more time that night – at midnight. This girl would play the lead role in the midnight performance. She managed to get me a front row seat before she ran backstage to get ready.

The dream jumped. I didn’t make it back to my room until well after midnight. I slumped into bed and closed my eyes…

Privacy of Dreams

I was at my parents’ original house in Texas with Nicole. She kept trying to read my dream journal. Every time she tried to take it from me, I put my hand on it and warned her not to read it. My explanation for maintaining privacy was simple: there were some dreams I didn’t want anyone else to read, including her. If I wanted her to read them, they would be publicly available online. She wasn’t satisfied with this answer, though…

“Why do you dream about things you don’t want me to know about?” she asked. I just sighed and told her not to break my trust. When she went downstairs, I hid the dream journal in my desk.

Portions omitted.

whiterains dream

can only really remember a brief bit of lucid flying from last night. also a little bit with a group of people talking about fighting techniques and teaching each other things. damn im sure there was alot more but i had to get up

Deep sleeping dreams...

- I wake up at two in the morning, only having been asleep for two hours I feel like I had a whole night full of dreams - but it takes me half an hour to try and remember even fragments of them:
STRANGE BOY
There is a boy sitting on a bench, there is grass all around him, the grass is very green and the sky is blue. He is hunched over, he has a large forehead and a squashed face, he looks kinda like Quasimodo. He sort of half flops, half rolls onto the floor - his limbs seem to be different sizes.

'your not like your brother are you?' his mother says it with love. This boy is reading or writing something sitting in the grass now. He is different somehow, he is obviously handicapped but there is something in him - something that he's capable of that will become apparent when he's older I think.

Dream fragment:

COOKIE CUTTERS
- The outline of a creature inside the outline of another creature - kinda like cookie cutters - green and red I think
CHICHEN ITZA
- I vaguely remember something about trying to get to Chichen Itza.
STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
- I'm with two men, we're protecting a group of people from something. I tell people to stand back and let us handle it - and the 2 men look at me in a very condecending way, smirking, and say that THEY will protect the people, and are not sure what I will be doing.
CHICHEN ITZA ATTEMPT 1
- I'm rocking side to side and chanting in my head - 'Chichen Itza, Chichen Itza...' hypnagogia hits in after around ten minutes and the chanting starts to get momentum - I can feel a group of people around me - we're chanting together - 'we will meet in Chichen Itza' and we're using the power of somekind of god to build the power up- we're together in a temple, in a circle - chanting, chanting - but I become too aware of this and it breaks and I am awake.

I go under again and imagine myself rocking and rolling side to side and I feel I am deep enough, but suddenly I feel a smack on my face - nobody is there but I know it has happened on my real body (occasionally loose arms are thrown around in F******** sleep and I get hit) but I manage against all odds to stay under, I roll onto the floor, touching everything as I go, and walk down the stairs - now to go to Chichen Itza! - I go to walk out the front door to create a portal - but when I open the front door instead of the outside I see the inside of another house - I then wake up to find that F******** is sleeping in the opposite direction to me and so couldn't of slapped me in my sleep - so WHO did? I figure because it didn't ultimately wake me up (I am a very light sleeper) it wasn't someone rather something...

KENNELS

I dream I am at the kennels with my dog and he is running everywhere.

Mayatara's Dream

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Girl power
On a small self-sufficient community of women only. We live in a kind of fortress, but open and welcoming, because we never had troubles with anybody. Until the day that a bunch of guys, passing as wanderers, come by and we offer them shelter. Soon they start making really bad comments of sexual nature, making remarks about the girls beauty and so on. They also treat us badly, expecting us to serve all of their needs and I really mean all. We decide to put a stop on it and they turn violent. The most disappointing is to see that the girls quitting the fight immediately, in fear. They accept the situation as unavoidable and I find myself alone in the struggle. I conclude I can't do much on my own and decide to wait for a better moment to do something about it. To defend myself from their sexual abuses I keep myself dirty, smelly and really, really ugly. I endure their comments on how disgusting I am, but at least I'm not raped as the others. One day though, they even turn to me, wanting to gang rape me. But I know this place better than they do and I escape them through the ventilation system and get inside the walls. I find out that I am good at parkour!
I stay in the "secret" areas of the building, just watching them and nagging them whenever I can, so they keep looking for me. I have a plan to trap them in a kind of shaft and I need them to follow me there. One day I manage to attract them to this place and I shut some really heavy doors behind them. They are in a weak position, below me in this kind of shaft. Meanwhile I have called the girls to come and help me, as they also know the secret paths through the walls. I call them to join the fight and beat the guys, but they are still afraid of them, so I jump down into the shaft to start the fight, hoping they'll follow me, but they just stay in their upper position, beating them occasionally with a stick on their heads or something. It helps, but I have to do all the hard work of kicking their asses.

Saving Jon Stewart
I'm having dinner with Jon Stewart, at his home. He is wearing a grey or beige shirt and he looks adorable. I'm so in love with him and he is even more in love with me. He smiles at me, almost melting in delight and I caress his face. I realize this can only be a dream and I start laughing about it. I tell him "Jon, my dear. I'm really loving being here with you and the whole romantic scene, but unfortunately this is just a dream." He says "Whaaatttt?" and looks really puzzled, but I keep nodding my head and he seems to start accepting that I may be right. I tell him that this makes no sense, that I'm just some girl he never met, from a country he probably never been to. He seems disappointed, even sad, that this might not be real. I can read in his face that he doesn't want to accept that the feelings he is experiencing for me were just randomly generated in a dream. I tell him not to feel sad, because if he is really there and he is not just a DC, it's because we do have some karmic link and the feeling has some roots from where it sprouted.
I am not sure if he is a DC or not, but the truth is that is reactions are complex and he never fades. He stays very solid in the dream.
As we are still looking at each other, some guys invade the house in a rush and kidnap us. I don't even have time to react. When I come to my senses again, we're in a church. Jon is lying on an altar, apparently still unconscious and I'm tied up to a chair. I am now only semi-lucid, but I recall all of my dream powers. I fire up red lasers from the palms of my hands and I cut the ropes. When the bad guys see it, they come to knock me down, but I pierce them with my red lasers. It's not pretty, but it has to be done. Unfortunately they keep coming and some of them are about to grab Jon to take him away, while I'm busy fighting. That's when some asian girl breaks in through a wall and helps me by shooting a golden energy blast from her chakras to Jon's chakras, which somehow creates a wall shield between him and the bad guys. But this required a lot of energy from the girl, who falls down in exhaustion. I feel that she is my friend, but I can't remember who she is.
I protect her, thankful for her help and keep shooting lasers in all directions until I kill all the bad guys.
Meanwhile the shield around Jon has weakened, so I generate a purple orb of energy around him that is smaller but more stable than the previous shield. Our reinforcements arrive and they take the purple orb with Jon inside to a safer place. Me and my girl friend sit exhausted on the floor and I ask her if I can take a shower at her place. She is sorry to say no, but she is not going home, she has to leave immediately to some other mission. I understand. We give a warm hug to each other, until next time.

Moving
Some boring dream with my family, involving moving stuff from my house to my aunt Lisa's house. By mistake I hand her over my hi-fi on a box and then she has to leave it at some friend's attic for me to go get it some other day.

Mystical dance
I find myself as a spectator of some kind of talent show. There's an asian guy, probably chinese, doing an acrobatic exhibition that leaves everybody extremely impressed. But in the end the judges tell him he has broken the rules, because no circus performances are allowed, only acting, singing and dancing. But because he was so magical, they decided to offer him a second chance.
I feel so much compassion for him, even genuine love in my heart. There's a brief moment in which our eyes cross and everything seems to stop. I sense his energy and I know he is going to do something amazing. I feel passion and make it flow to him. He returns the passion and tells me in his eyes that what he is about to show is for me.
Then he transfigures: he was bald and now he has long hair with jewels all over; he was a young boy and he now looks like a wise older man. He makes a sensual mystic ritual dance that hypnotizes everybody, specially me. Slowly the spectators transform into all sorts of enlightened noble beings. The dancer pours jewels with every movement he makes, offering them to the Buddhas. I don't dare to take any of the jewels, not even to touch them, as I fear I am not worthy of it.

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: I was in my village and I was inside a bus. There were some people and an old friend of mine. I went over to him and talked with him. He told me all sorts of things like that he had a girlfriend and such stuff. Suddenly he got angry and insulted me for no reason. I got out of the bus and the dream scene changed.
I was now in some kind of a city. I was on a jet ski and I was driving up a road towards a mountain. I don't remember it detailed but I think that I was chasing someone. As I got higher the landscape began to get snowy. Suddenly there was a huge ramp and I drove up it and made a high jump. Something happens after that but I don't know what. The next thing I remember is that there was a dream scene changed again.

(Fragment) I was inside some kind of bunker and I talked to people...