International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Aeolar's Attempt

I am in this building with my mom, and I have been gone for a very long time, and a lot of things have changed. We talk about how I am a witch/wizard now. Dreamskip. I am trying to clean my Xbox controller of this yellow stuff, but when I do, flies come out of it.
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I am in my Grandma & Grandpa's house, and Grandma had gone to bed. I was talking to grandpa about sports, and he chased me with a pillow, trying to hit my. I asked myself how I was supposed to remember this dream... I made fun of Grandpa and his golf, and I ran upstairs to wake Grandma and dodged a thrown pillow from Gpa. I told her that he and I would be busy. Dreamskip. I ask Gma where her musket is; she says it's in the closet. I open it, and find the gun. Gma says the ammo is .99 balls, and she says that they are cheaper than gun paper. I head shot 12 people in a row, and go back to the closet. I need to go down to Gpa.

In the closet, 2 interesting repeaters appear before me. One with a huge stock and a tiny barrel, and another with the repeater like a grip, but on this one, there were 2 places to put your ammo: I found some rounds but they looked like mini pistols, which I put into the left side, and closed. I pressed the trigger, and a Red Dead Redemption cowboy song began to play to set the mood. I looked for more ammo and found these shots that looked like cogs, and mixed with the pistols. I loaded both up, and I overflowed it a little, then locked and loaded. I shot a few rounds just to make sure it worked. I went downstairs, and the perspective changed to Gpa's vision. He was in a western mining town, and all sorts of people were charging him. He was scared. I came rushing down, and shot some people. The reloading was difficult, because it was so far away. I actually rubberized the gun to make reloading easier. I made it to Gpa, but the dream faded.
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Fragment: There was a girl either asking me about the truth, or testing me. I think she had black hair.
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I am in a hotel room, by myself, and I had thought that Josh, Anthony, Dad & Dawn had left me here. There was a whole bunch of clothes that I presumed were for me just sitting around. I decided to be picky and take the ones I liked, and put them in this backpack. As I put these clothes in, they all walked into the room. They bitched that the door was open, of all things. -___-

I asked Josh if I could use this backpack, because I had already packed and didn't really want to unpack/repack, and he said OK.
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I am on a beach with my Northern family, and a few other people. I go out a little further down the beach ahead of the pack, and this little Asian girl follows me. As we are walking on the shore line, a giant Directv cardboard box with a TV in it comes flying at us from the sea. It hits me, and I yell, "Man down! Man down!!" The little girl gets freak out and starts crying, and everyone runs over to help. I was joking, of course. After that little fiasco is over, we are walking on a seawall, and the kids want to go swimming. Seriously?

An adult says yes, but to watch out for the oysters. In a flash, James jumps over the wall and into the sea. I look for him, but I spot Julius, a black kid with a mohawk. I ponder calling to to him, but he seems confused, just walking into the water. I wonder if that is really him. Some others and myself wander over to the nearby playground. As I am walking, I am composing an orchestra in my head. I wonder if this is how Mozart and Beethoven did it. I sit on a swing, and a girl calls out to me. "Hi Phil!! Phil!" She yells. I see her out of the corner of my eye, but there is someone more interesting for the moment. There is a very familiar man sitting on that swing set, but before I think of going to him, I hear her call again. I turn and yell out, "Leah! Hi there!!" She and Meagan come over, and I drop something. As I pick it up, I notice that my pants aren't on. I go over to a conveniently placed pile of clothes, and grab a towel and a pair of shorts.

Aeolar's Attempt

I am a young dragon, and I'm stuck in a war. I get adorned with amulets and such.
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I am a little boy, with a group of people. Now, we were searching through this abandoned warehouse, and I noticed something strange. The building was alive, and had a mind of it's own! At one point, our group split up, and we made our way to a loading dock. Outside, there was a big broken down building, and it seemed like it hated me. I tried to speak to it telepathically, but it just sprayed water at me. I tried to apologize, but it just threw a couch at me. This went on for a little bit, when the rest of my group came back with a white van. There were 2 people in that ban, and I got in, just standing in the doorway. 3 cops pulled up just as we were driving away, and when I looked out the door, there was something floating beside me that said "Happy Birthday". I knew it was from the building, so I was cautious, but I grabbed it and placed it inside.
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I am at my Elementary School on Anna Maria Island. I was talking to Stephanie Schenk and I was asking why she worked out the way she did. I don't remember her reply. There were 3 people who appeared at the school, and they were talking about tattoos. Then we played some weird toy game and everyone turned into Lady Gaga with blue hair. LOL.

Evolventity's Dream

September 05, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep by 10:30AM, woke up at 4:50PM.

-My sister J* and M* are in my bedroom. I see the middle closet door is pushed aside and a ~10 gallon tank is inside. It is full of oil and a couple blocks of tofu are frying. I leave with my lap top to the bathroom and set it on the counter. Lighting is just right, not too sunny, not too dim. I'm on DV IRC and am talking to mooseantlers and NoDaniel. They're both talking through voice chat and I'm using text. I go back into the bedroom and see the tofu sizzling, almost golden brown. I eat a part of one of the blocks but it is oozing too much oil so I put it back in the tank. They quickly brown and begin to burn. I tell J* and she hesitates in panic. I sit back like it's not my problem, thinking she should use some tongues. I go towards the tank and it's very hot. (Skip) I go back into the bathroom and see my lap top closer to the mirror and centered. I can feel the heat of the tank emitting from the screen. I had touched a nearby metal bar by the lap top and was burned. I thought my computer must be a thousand degrees Fahrenheit. I fear that my lap top is going to be ruined, but it doesn't show any signs of malfunction. I walk towards the bedroom. (Skip) My cousin Ca* makes a comment about being rude. (Skip) I see my mom cutting up most of my green onions I had grown in the kitchen. I express my disapproval and walk away. Ca* makes another comment.

(Regular Dreams, Fragments)
-I'm at school sitting at a rectangular desk. The layout is way different. I see my teacher across the room. I hadn't brought any work so I lay my chin on the desk. Molly tells me I need to do something. I try t think if I really do have homework with me, maybe in the car. I skip to doing a test, purposely writing down rude and wrong answers. (Skip) I see two different images of M*'s boner. (Skip) I walk into the bathroom. There are a bunch of pills and other medicines in the apartment meant to help a wide variety of health problems and such. I open the sink cupboard and find something for being ugly and another for well being called "Rueden." I open the box and see packets of flavored powder. I take the banana one. I also want to take the ugly pills.. (Skip) I walk to the dining room next to the kitchen and see Raspberry sitting at the table. She tells me that she expected me to take those specific pills.

[B]Joshdamighty's Dream[/B

Pirates of the carribean Dream
Starts with me hanging out with Jwhitley and friends at a party at a restaraunt. Decide to go outside and find a pirae ship docked at the restaraunt.* We all decide to take the ship for a day and go on an adventure.* We get onboard and there is captain jack sparrow and will turner saying they are ready to go too.

* I notice the ship is clean and meantion that the ship has all new glasses and plates to Jack.* I then say to Jack so this is what you spent your money on from*all that treasure you found and he laughs.* We get on and then Mr. Gibbs gets on and we set sail.*
We get to an island not that far off for supplies and mr gibbs gives an eyepatch to a black lady in our crew and talks to her aboit why pirates wear them.* When everyone goes on ahead, i talk with mr gibbs about the girl asking if she is worth taking with is. Just about that moment,*the black girl starts rolling down the hill and she is a skeleton with no meat.

* I was shocked and wondered what happened and notice some ants.* I go on ahead and see swarms of ants coming for me so i begin to run and shake and freak out like you do when you got ants on you and then my arms start stinging.* I check them and there are ants covering my arm with almost no skin showing.* I panic and swim off the island and see ants in the water swarming to me.* I run onto another island and roll around and run for help and they start leaving me.* Turns out they won't kill you if you have a will to survive and you will fight to survive.
That's what Mr. Gibbs said after I was attacked. I then woke up confused and checking my arms.

Aqua's Dream:

I am walking my dog around this small outlet mall, and it starts to rain. My dog, Max, is walking extremely slow and I have to keep tugging on his leash. A lady with extremely shiny gold hair comes up to me, picks up my dog and says, "Oh you poor thing!" She starts cuddling with my dog and says something else I can't quite make out. When she leaves I walk down this dark muddy alley, the mud was coming all the way up to my knees and I had to carry Max. I am now suddenly in a neighborhood and there were people standing outside of their houses, each one of them staring at me. I start to run and the rain starts coming down harder. I come across this small abandoned cottage and I go inside for shelter. I notice security cameras in each corner of the ceiling, and I start panicking. "Oh no, the government's going to see us!" I try to go out the door I came in but it's locked. I notice another door and it takes me awhile to get it open. When I get outside I trip and faceplant into the mud.

Kumara's Dreams

09/05/2011 Monday morning

Identity crisis

I was talking to a DC named Neale. He was tall, lanky, blonde and kind of shaggy-looking. He was shuffling around, spacey, telling me how he was having a lot of trouble staying grounded lately, he was experiencing core identity-level issues. I offered some advice for getting grounded, and saying that what I do is say, “I am Sunya, I am grounded”, which, not only was bad advice, I don't really do that, and I could tell it felt bad so I backed off.

He laid down on “Bryan Taylor's” bed, a raggedy twin-sized bed with a white wood frame.

I walked over to a bookcase in the room, and saw some very elegantly bound books displayed on the way, and realized they were very early original books of the Illuminati.
Under them was a container of some sort, I don't know what it contained or really what it looked like. My mindset was, “I wonder if I could sell this?” so I wasn't in the right frame to explore anything deeper apparently...*sigh*...


Poop on the porch

Fragments of living with my son and his former roomie B. Something about an undercover electronic thieves operation looking to score $65,000 and I was telling whoever involved that it was tying up resources (internal?).
Went out on the porch, which was off of my room, and actually just some carpeted flooring jutting off the room...it was covered with dog poop, dead mice, and a couple of dead or nearly-dead chipmunks. I was telling my son and B to clean it up and stop letting the dog poop on the porch, when there was all these woods around. Gross.


Boat rescue

I was standing on a balcony overlooking water, the ocean or a lake I'm not sure. This is fuzzy, there was an inflatable boat with two women in it. I might have been tossing the boat over the balcony again and again..or..I'm not sure what. The boat sank repeatedly, and I kept pulling it back up to the surface. Eventually I pulled the boat up and out of the water and the two women up next to me. I suspended the boat off the side of the balcony and said something about how you could just deflated it and stick it in your pocket now.

Cay's Dreams
-I was on the bus, on a side road that branches off of the main one, which we go down to drop off a couple of kids. Suddenly, the bus came to a screeching halt. People fell out of their seats. We were herded off the bus and into an open trailer, which would seem to be made to accomodate cattle, except for the handrails that resembled those on either side of an escalator. J.G. stood at the front like a tour guide, and cordially informed us that we were going to "experience meat processing first hand".

-I was attending some school dance. I left earlier than planned, and I'm pretty sure I changed clothes in full view somewhere. Time skip. People were at my house, many of whom I didn't know; in fact, the only ones I recognized among them S.G., D.M., D.Cl., and D.B. I guess it might've been a sort of party. I stayed in my room most of the time.

-I was on some sort of racing cart with Azra and D.R. I was steering, Azra was in charge of acceleration/deceleration, and D.R. just waved a flag at the back, and shouted rude things at the other racers as we wound through a mucky, wet, mostly brick city that from the accents of the competitors I suspected was in England.

-I was at my brother's and sister-in-law's again, as I had been the preceding evening. I played with the baby a bit, and wrestled with the dog. The television was turned to an unfamiliar news channel. I heard without really listening, "I lost myself, I lost myse-e-elf...." then my ears pricked up as the anchorwoman began with "Radiohead frontman Thom Yorke, 42, died at 12:50 PM today when his flight bound for..." "Dude, what?!" I cried, waking the baby, who cried in turn. "...Yorke was a cult icon who will surely be mourned this evening worldwide." The broadcast ended with the end of "Last Flowers"- "...too bright, too powerful..." and the fading image of Yorke at a piano.

Kumara's Dreams

Thought I was on the wrong bus but the other one was doomed

Dream 1 – I was on a bus, not sure where I was going. I noticed that I didn't have bus fare, and dug through my purse looking for money. I must have been on a Houston bus, because I remembered the fare was $1.25. I noticed the bus wasn't going where I thought it was going, I thought it was going to the Heights, but it passed and I don't remember exactly where it was going, I may have passed through Baytown. I wondered if the bus was coming to the end of the route and double-back and if I would have to pay a double fare.

I found a check from my sister for $3.50, it had glitter on it. I thought, well, that won't work on the bus. Then I found a $5 bill. Something about the back of the bus being painted black and seeming kind of weird. I wondered why I had brought what I did – my pillow (the regular one). A thought about therapy flashed through my mind, it was all overlapping and fuzzy.

I wondered if I was on the #66.

The bus turned around and dropped me off, it was rainy and wet and there had been a bunch of “sparkly people” who took a different bus. Some guy on the ground to my right asked me a question, and I asked him to repeat it because I only heard the last part of what he said and I wasn't sure what the question was. I asked him a couple of times to repeat the question, and he looked at me pointedly and put on headphones. He laid back on the ground, and his head was in a puddle of water that nearly covered his face. I splashed his face and angrily said, “There's your answer!", not caring if I drowned him.

Someone was telling me about the other bus that others had taken, that it was on a slippery road and whoever was driving was not a good driver or driving drunk or something...and that also who was really driving (?) was a band called “Cherry Oats”, who was known for their drunk driving or bad driving. It was clear that those on that bus were pretty much doomed.


Marla, cuddling, bedbacon

Dream 2 – I was with Marla on a bed. A small dish with some chopped bacon on it. Setting the bacon on a burner on an oven that was part of the bed, with flat-top burners, spilling oil, trying to catch myself and my hand got caught in the oil but maybe Marla helped me catch it before I burned myself totally. Saying something about it not being a good idea to have the stovetop as part of the bed. Marla snuggling and kissing me. Told me she thought I was beautiful, and I thought it was because Lauren and I look alike and she thinks Lauren is beautiful.

Kumara's Dreams

Dream 1 - Something about wanting to catch a bus to Northshore, for whatever reason got a ride with Lisa D instead in an SUV, maybe a Jeep Cherokee. A man was in the passenger front seat and I was in the back seat passenger side. She thought maybe a tire had gone flat and did a sharp u-turn, the whole vehicle listed hard to the right like it might fall over but she just kept going and was seemingly driving on a flat tire. I thought she would stop and check it out but she kept driving to ?richard and shannon's?. Only it wasn't their place in Seattle...
we went in and I was looking for a bathroom, I went into what I thought was Lisa's old room but it was really different and R & S had taken it over but it was not like them, it was nice and clean although had a lot of stuff. I noticed something like a Blackberry on the table and considered stealing it thinking they wouldn't notice but realized it was too new and maybe plugged in to charge.

Dream 2 – I walked into a house through the “back” entrance, which was really a side entrance to the right of the front of the house, and it wound around into the front. Somehow I was in front again, and a girl that had been inside followed me out. I saw the front frame of the house wobble (it was like a movie set) and start to fall, there was no time to warn the girl the frame fell on her, right on her head. I went to her and held her to my chest and checked her head, there was a big flap of skin torn off and lower to the right was a cut. I may have passed her off to someone else to get some medical help.

Dream 3 – something about making a pact with a “sister” about “new behaviors”. We simultaneously walked through a double doorway that looked like two big black lockers side by side.

Nephanim's Dreams

Judging Restaurants at the Mall

I went to the mall to eat lunch. There were several places open, but I had my eyes on two of them in particular. Both were Chinese restaurants. The one I selected didn’t have a line. When I looked at the food on display, I was a little disgusted… I couldn’t even tell what it was, much less what to order. I asked the woman working there what certain foods were and what she recommended, but in the end, her suggestions weren’t very helpful. I just ordered a couple of things at random and hoped for the best. The total came out to $20 exactly.

The dream jumped. I came back to the mall for dinner. I recalled that my lunch experience earlier had been terrible, so I definitely wasn’t going back to that first place… I went to the second of the two restaurants I’d been interested in. There was a much longer line here, so I assumed the food was good, but after I paid for my food and started eating, I realized it was no better than the first place. I ate it anyway so I wouldn’t waste the money.

The dream jumped. I was back at the mall for yet another meal. This time, I decided to look at some of the restaurants I glossed over before. There was a place that reminded me of Sbarro in the back of the food court. I sat down in their restaurant and looked at the short menu. It seemed fairly simple… The menu just listed a number of sizes for various things and prices. I decided to get a really big burger.

The dream jumped. I was in Nicole’s room with a plush Scooby Doo head. There was a hole in the neck, but we couldn’t figure out why. It reminds me of those toy horses with the sticks coming out of their heads. Nicole and I inspected the Scooby Doo head for a while, sticking our fingers in the hole… I finally came up with an idea, but I doubted it was what the designer had in mind. It was too awkward to even suggest it.

Searching for an Old Town Restaurant

I was driving through an old part of town by a dirty river. Austin Hill and Alex rode in my parents’ car with me and Nicole. Our objective was a restaurant on a side road somewhere, but we had a lot of trouble finding it. We stopped the car twice to check the address and look around a parking lot. For some reason, I opened the trunk and sat back there. I didn’t bother closing it.

I ended up in the convertible with Nicole driving. Austin was driving my parents’ car. We never closed the trunk, but I kept forgetting to remind him to do that. We drove by a hookah lounge, and Austin and Alex insisted on driving up for a better look. I noticed that they even had equipment set up outside with tables. Since it was so late at night, though, everything was closed. We drove around the back and found a KFC hidden in an alley. Following the road back up, we came to an intersection. Austin decided to back up and go through the parking lot instead. He made it back onto the busy street before we did since we had to turn.

The traffic lights were messed up, too. Our left turn arrow kept flashing on, going off, flashing on, going off… When the light turned yellow, it finally went on and stayed that way. I was relieved that Nicole hadn’t crashed her mom’s car. We met up with Alex and Austin at a box store of some sort – probably Target. I finally remembered to ask them about the trunk, and Austin said that it was still open. I couldn’t believe he knew it was open and didn’t close it. He offered me the keys, but I knew I wouldn’t need them just to close the door. They directed me to the second floor of a parking garage connected to the Target. I rode an escalator up to the second floor and almost immediately saw the car. It was easy to pick out because of the open door in the back.

I quickly realized why Austin hadn’t closed it, too. The way he had parked, the wall of the parking garage behind the car was in the way. I had to push the car forward the inch or so allowed by the suspension to get the door past the wall. Once I took care of that, it seemed to close without a problem. I was still suspicious of the door… I went back down the escalator to talk with the others about the restaurant we were looking for.

Screaming Phone

I had a false awakening in which the alarm tone was replaced by a woman’s screams of agony. It was so jarring that I had difficulty going back to sleep afterward.

Until my 7 AM alarm really woke me up, I thought this actually happened.

Tsuna's Wedding Invitations

I was Sawada Tsunayoshi. Reborn led me, my guardians, and a number of guests into a classroom to discuss invitations to the upcoming Vongola wedding. No one ever mentioned who I was marrying, but I understood that it was only a matter of days until the ceremony. My task was to draw four cards for everyone to determine whether or not they were suitable guests for the wedding. Reborn insisted that the Goddess of Fortune would prevent me from inviting any troublemakers. If the sum value of the four cards was less than 20, I wasn’t supposed to give them an invitation. Of course, I planned to keep a list of the people who failed this test in case there were extra invitations at the end… Regardless of Reborn’s superstitious talk, it was going to be a small wedding if I started turning them away now. We didn’t discuss the values of each card; Reborn left that to my interpretation. I gave numbered cards their face value and named cards a value of ten. I didn’t see the joker until later on, but I eventually decided that whoever got the joker would need further review.

While I distributed the cards, I thought about Apheri. Her form seemed less stable lately, but I couldn’t figure out why. People kept asking me questions about things I’d done, but Reborn just threw things at them to get them to be quiet. I moved down the line, handing people cards and smiling when they thanked me. When I came to Yamamoto, I drew just one card. It had the number 20 printed on it, and the card art depicted me and Yamamoto standing together. I thought it was fitting since he had saved my life so many times.

“Thank you, my friend,” I said mostly in response to my own thoughts. I hugged him before moving on. Most of the time, three cards were enough for people to pass. While it was certainly possible for someone to fail the four card test, I wondered if it would ever happen… I saw more signs for concern in a couple of guys’ argumentative behavior than I did in the result of the test. By the end of it, I was just drawing stacks of cards and lying them out before I went to see the people sitting in the room. The test didn’t seem relevant. This was when I drew the first joker. The card art depicted a creepy clown with curly, red hair. I wondered who would receive it… Surely, they would be offended that I gave them this disgusting card. I put it in the back of the bookcase I was using as a placeholder for my stacks of cards.

I found a wooden boat on the top shelf of the bookcase. It was covered in sand. As I set it down, I had a faint memory of sailing it in Arabasta. I wondered whether this sand was from there or the beach. Someone mentioned that I sailed it somewhere else even more recently… When I thought about it, I pictured the dirty river from another of last night’s dreams. I remembered it sinking in that nasty river. Any remnants of Arabasta sand were almost certainly washed out during that ordeal. I glanced over at Reborn – still going on and on about wedding procedures. I hoped he wouldn’t punish me too gravely for not paying attention.

Etching Thoughts into Data

In a false awakening, I inscribed my dreams into my journal by etching my thoughts into a file from Nicole’s bed. The vividness of my dreams was better captured this way, and I was able to post pictures of my dreams, too! When I was done, I decided to go back to sleep.

Whiterains dream

i do a wbtb for a good hour at 8 then back to bed at 9. im back at this compound that i visit often. this time it starts of as half warehouse and half garden centre. i chat with some old work mates and eventually see my old boss. he offers me a job on the nightshift so i ask around the staff to see what the nightshift is like. i start to get a really good feeling about the place and decide that i will probably come back and do the nightshift for a bit at least.

my old car is outside and i start to go to leave. as ido this 3 girls run out and tell me to stay. the location is now at the dead end at the end of my real road. i point up the road and say that im not going far and i have the house to myself so they should all come over for a party after work. they all throw their phone numbers at me and i keep them in my pocket. the whole thing made me realise that im much more comfortable talking to girls when there are no lads about. it was all so nice and the only bit of criticism i had was that "i could smell better" but even this was more of a joke between friends.

i never quite manage to leave unsurprisingly. i get given the tour. the basement room is really light and alongside peoples beds lie massive flower and veg beds. underneath the carpet the ground feels like it has not been flattened at all. its odd but a very nice natural feel. we walk through into the back room of the basement which turns out to be this girls bedroom. i get a really good vibe about the whole place and start to see myself living there. she explains that it gets pretty cold at times but it doesnt bother me. we sit down on her bed.

i think other people come to get us to complete the tour. parts of it are sketchy and the order is pretty mixed up though. at some point i watch an old video about the place. in the video, old mates from uni pop up. i cant believe that they have visited and this amazement only furthers my good feelings about the place. often i have been to this place before and it has something creepy about it but i tried to inspect it all just in case.

back in some kind of common room and i finally get lucid. the people who run the joint come in and chat with everyone. now normally the boss is the creepiest thing about this place in the dream and this time they were also the worst thing about it. they were a couple of old men dressed in slightly fruity upper class wizard type stuff. cravats and funny hats type thing. they said something about getting me to do some work before i left which would have been fine, only they didnt address me in person. this happens alot to me even in real life and i think it is something to do with people being intimidated with my size. it was pondering things such as this that got me lucid as i relised this was an odd situation to be in.

as these guys were the only downside i decided to test out how bad they were. i got the vibe that they may stop my car working or something else to keep me there so i tested it by going outside. it wasnt really like i was stopped from leaving, but people surounded me as i approached the door. as i was lucid i knew i could go anyway so i decided to test it out and show them at the same time. i said something like well i can just leave anyway by doing this. i tried to fade out of the dream by just dropping to the floor and relaxing. this slowly started to wake me up, while also conforming to me that i was in a dream and in no danger. as i felt the dream fade i suddenly jumped up and grabbed hold of it again. the people around seemed kind of wary, but they no longer tried to stop me.

my thoughts turned back to the girls. i dug one of their numbers out of my pocket, i suppose to show the one who had given it to me that i was interested as they had all written them on distinctive bits of paper. on this scrap of paper was a whole note which i tried to read but cant really remember what it said. i think that is about it for recall but i kept going back to the same place after each awakening. the last 2 times i went back i remember walking around the place with this tall brunette. i remarked at how tall she was because she was almost as tall as me so about 6'3ish. i never like tall girls but she was amazing with this feline, supermodel type figure. she felt like she should be more my type than the girls i was with earlier but all i remember her saying was that i should probably go back to bed. the last time i went back i was back in the common room with this young asian couple who seemed slightly wary of my yet friendly enough

quick reminder: WBTB WBTB WBTfckinBED!!!!! aahhhh!!! should be so easy but has been really tough lately and this one has broken a bit of a dry spell in style

Windhover's Dream

it was at night. My brother and I had to evacuate to Japan because of snow storm. We arrived at the hotel and booked a room.
the room had 2 beds. there were some other guys. I whimpered, saying I left my grandmother alone back in korea.....
I went outside. some guys were building a log house. I barely remember here. these guys try to dig a hole thru plastic? bag...

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: (This was all one long dream with dreams inside the dream :O) I was on a ship with some classmates. We were on the way to a island. The journey should take 3 days and the ship was so boring. (In this dream I felt the whole 3 days) On the first day we played cards and talked and just messed around. When we went to bed I dreamed of doing parkour to escape from a man and his child. They seemed friendly but it was good training for me. This was the first time in a dream where I was really pro at parkour and it was a lot of fun. When I arrived at a playground we talked and then they ran away and I had to follow them. The area looked a bit like a park. When I woke up on the ship it was the second day and it was boring again. We planned what to do when we arrive and such stuff. I just killed time with sitting around and when I went to bed again I dreamed of lurking through DV. I looked at the new posts in our forum and saw something. It was a new thread about who has the most synchs with others. I was one of the members who had the most. When I woke up we already arrived and we took our stuff and leaved the ship. I made a joke about immediately sailing back for another 3 days and we went into a house. In it were 4 beds and I immediately threw my bag on one to show them that this is mine. They all took a bed and I told them that I want to spend some money in the clubs. Then I woke up for real.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

05-09-11 I am in bed and I get parts of an entity handed over to me by Silas. There are 8 parts in total and I feel like I have finally obtained the right frame of mind and personality to take on the demon.

I assemble it and am struck with terror. I notice this is how he fights and get up out of bed and defies his will. I get an image of something that looks like a T Rex. It is his will against mine and after a while I plant my feet in the ground probably somewhere in the middle of the room and just stands there and defies the demon.

Think you can describe the encounter as a stalemate, which is a hell of a lot better than me just simply giving into the utter terror it instils.

I wake up feeling the remnants of a nightmare, though I know I can manage it mentally because I defied the terror. Quite the ambivalent feeling really.
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I am in a barn with a black horse. The horse is already saddled and I try to calm it down talking to it. It shifts it's attention to the wall behind it, where a black sword is hung upon the wall.

I walk past the horse and pick up the sword.

A person appears from the entrance behind the horse and tells me.

“He can see you know”

“He tells me that you will go to him of your own free will”

Fine whatever. I follow the man outside the barn. He is wearing a cape and a cane and maybe a hat, not sure about the hat. There is someone with him, I get the feeling it is an assistant of sorts.

We are walking on a stone terrace with plenty of hedges and we sort of have to zig zag to get upwards. The caped man and his assistant is humming the humming part of “Fire coming out of the Monkey’s head” by Gorillaz. I am walking ight behind them and with a pace that would soon make me overtake them.

I am swinging the sword around and generally I don't feel afraid, though I am positive that instilling fear is the prime goal of the caped man.

Him and his assistant starts walking a bit faster and we all start drumming along. Him with his cane and me with the sword. I have no clue what his assistant is using. It sounds OK, but not great, still I am enjoying it and start laughing a bit.

We get to the top of the terrace and start walking down the side. The caped man explains that we will go out over sea and signal our return with a flare.

I pull out my wand and shoot fire out of it, a thin line of fire that lands maybe 20 metres away and cause some embers to appear. “Great I will have to remember how I did that next time I turn lucid, fire has given me a few problems before” I think to myself and keep on walking.

We get down to a docking area and as it is dark I make light appear out of my hands, still holding my wand. Increase light I think and it happens. Someone is joining us for from behind a hedge and I get the feeling that they are joining us for the journey.

I think the caped man's assistant is also making light appear out of his palms, though his is brighter than mine.
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I am in Holland. I am there to meet up with Sisse, Edith and Zizika.

Edith and I are wearing the same jacket, small light brown leathery thing.

There are videos of Zizika playing in some girl band.

I meet up with them at a table and Daniel takes my coat and put it on a wall behind us. I am uncomfortable with that as it might slide down onto the other side into the garden behind it.

skip

I am at Zizika's house and it is getting late, I am wearing varying amounts of clothes for some reason. I think it is lame of them to leave me there seeing as it is almost half six in the morning.

I get a call “Dennis, are you ready?”
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Notes: The following FA might continue straight from the above dream.

I am lying in my bed and I look out the window and can see the roof of the house across the lawn. I have a suspicion that I am having a false awakening as my field of vision is still a bit blurry and incomplete, as the rooftop starts spinning. Spinning or the surroundings alternating between light and dark.

I remain still and start observing the scenario for a while, it feels too soon to try and move and jeopardise the stability of the dream. I get up as the spinning thing is wearing off and look outside and compared to the façade of just one building as normally there are two streets running down into town.

Even after this pretty clear realisation I still question if I am dreaming, as the details are quite vivid so I look at my hand and it is blurry with an extra finger. Even considering this I am a bit sceptical as I jump back and pull my feet up and prepare to go through the window feet first. I am a bit relieved when I sense my flight not failing me.

Outside the window I immediately tell the dream that I want to go to Chichén Itzá, but I can't find anyway near so I try and start spinning. Nothing really happens so I take a leap of faith and close my eyes.

At first it seems like the dream is fading as I am surrounded by lights, as if you would be looking at your eye lids, only much brighter. However I recall having pulled back a dream in a scenario like this before and I keep making swimming motions.

It works. The dream is coming back and the setting is now much much brighter. I am in a jungle and there are stone buildings and I get really excited, it definitely has a Mayan feel to it. I am standing by a white sanded shore of either a river, lake or ocean. In front of me are trees, less dense than what you would expect from a tropical forest, and an open forum like plaza.

I start flying towards this plaza and start calling out “Fellow Dreamers”. I see someone coming towards me or at least in my direction. I fly closer and over her, she looks at me she is riding on some animal and look girlish with blonde/brown hair to down below her shoulders. “Pil?” she says, which could have been “Peel” (suppose even “Pete” though that is probably stretching it as far as you can) “Pil” translated into English is “Arrow”.

I don't even think to stop and talk to her, but I don't really seem to be completely in control of this particular part of the flight either. I fly over the centre of the forum and looking down I see blue men with feline features.

“Brilliant! I defo have to speak with them” I think and, but as I start walking back towards where they were they have disappeared. The central spot has something that looks like an altar or something and I don't really fancy disturbing anything so I decide to go look for other dreamers.

I try keeping the beacon in mind, but I am not really at El Castillo and every time I try and do it I get distracted by black figures I can never really put any features to.

I fly around for a bit marvelling at the architectural wonders surrounding me. I fly past a small pyramid, waay too small to be El Castillo and carry on. There might be entities of some description at this smaller pyramid. I continue through and come to this place where a great wall with a lot of windows is surrounding an area of jungle.

This place is heavily ornamented with carved animal heads, although contrary to normal Mayan artistry it is protruding out from the walls instead of being carved into them. It doesn't make the place any less beautiful though, although I am sure I see an elephant at some point, which I find odd thinking about it when awake. At this place I ask the dream to extend itself 10 minutes.

I decide to try my luck again with the spinning, this time thinking more specifically about El Castillo. Same scenario happens I close my eyes and try and picture it or at least the shape of it. However this time although I make the same swimming motions, I don't get to the pyramid, though it might flash dimly once or twice.

Instead I am sent back to my bed and something weird happens. I hear a narrator talking about how I have now set foot in the Astral and that my physical damage is increased. Which sounds just too weird and I can't help but laugh myself and wonder if I am going be trapped here for 7-8 minutes. I can wriggle around and rotate freely within my own body and it doesn't seem like the wall I am lying next to is causing problems, though I can't see anything.

I wake up feeling amazing.

Nephanim's Dreams

Sorry this took so long. Today's been busy!

Gentler Awakening

I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked on the floor beside the bed and saw that Nicole was calling me. The time said it was 7:35 AM – exactly what I set my alarm to. I decided she was calling me to wake me up. That way, I wouldn’t be rudely awakened by the alarm! I smiled at how considerate this was. When I picked up, however, I could only hear noise on the other end.

Local Deforestation

I was in the back of a car with Austin. My parents drove us around an old neighborhood we once lived in. I noticed that many of the trees were gone… Some portions of the neighborhood looked totally different because all the trees had been chopped down. The surrounding area had a tendency to turn into a swamp. I showed Austin one spot where thick woods had been turned into a treeless swamp stretching back as far as the eye could see. He didn’t seem as upset as I was.

Community in the Tower

I was scaling some sort of tower with Nicole and Chelsea. As a rule, we encountered Scamper on every floor – even though none of us brought him to the next level. To quote myself in the dream: “I can’t even pick him up to take him upstairs without him snarling at me, so I don’t know how he’s following us.”

One of the lower levels was Matthew’s house. Lauren came up from a floor below us with her boyfriend. She didn’t seem pleased by the news that we were going to spend the night. I helped myself to some apple juice. Meanwhile, Scamper gathered everyone’s socks and destroyed most of them. My mom saw what happened and scolded me for allowing Scamper to get my socks. I walked over to the corner of the living room where he’d gathered them all and picked out my socks. I didn’t mind wearing them as long as they had dried… I just didn’t want dog slobber between my toes.

The dream jumped. Several floors later, we met Jenna Marbles in a room with several thick pillars supporting the ceiling. We also encountered Scamper again, but he was definitely in worse shape than before. I found a few more tumors on his back than I remembered… We agreed that we wanted to move on, so we went upstairs.

The dream jumped. Eventually, we reached the floor we were looking for. It operated like a private community. The ceiling was so high that the people living there were able to construct miniature houses inside the enormous room. They had an arcade with all sorts of video games ranging from classics to modern hits. They also had a trampoline and an elaborate tunnel system which connected all of the buildings. Surrounding all of these things was a fragile layer of plant life – trees, produce, and some wild grasses. The environment sustained a number of unique animal species I’d never seen before. I met with Nomad and learned that the people living there had no respect for the environment or the animals living in it. They wanted to turn the trampoline into a dump. Besides the fact that it was a waste of a perfectly good trampoline, I didn’t like this news. Nomad and I got on the trampoline and started protesting. We hoped that our attempt to reason with the locals would prevent devastation to the environment.

Instead, when they heard what we had to say, they started pulling springs off the trampoline and throwing them at us. Nomad gave up immediately. If they wanted to attack him, he said he would just move on rather than letting them steal his energy. I decided to hang in there a while longer, but it was useless. They ganged up on me and started pelting me with multiple springs at a time. The hooks on the ends tore me apart as they fell down my face, throat, and arms. It wasn’t long before I threw up my arms in defeat.

“I give up!” I announced. “I would offer to vomit on the trampoline to get you started, but I’d rather keep the food in my stomach.” I climbed off the trampoline and left them to their abusive lifestyle. When I found Chelsea and Scamper, we decided it was best to take him to a safe place. The people on this floor were prone to animal abuse in addition to their destructive attitude toward the environment. We set up a system of passwords with a keypad on the door to Scamper’s safe house. Using the position of letters in the alphabet as a code system, we periodically came up with a new password for the door.

The room was too small for Scamper… He quickly became restless, but we couldn’t allow him to go outside. He was dying quickly enough because of his tumors without the interference of the cruel townspeople. I was touched by how excited Scamper was to see us even though he’d just been with us on the previous floor. He put his head in my lap and went to sleep.

Sometime later, Chelsea agreed to watch Scamper, and we switched the password on the door. I went to look at arcade games for a while. Most of the games had been modified to allow multiplayer over the local area network. I saw someone doing this with Sonic Adventure 2: Battle. Immediately, I thought to suggest this to Nicole, but I couldn’t find her. I kept looking at games for a few more minutes before returning to the tunnel system. I noticed a black puppy following me around. When I knelt and pet the dog, it wagged its tail excitedly. Although the tail was longer and some of the details were different, the puppy’s behavior was identical to Scamper’s. He even responded to the same name. I concluded that Scamper had died, and this was his reincarnation. I took the puppy straight to Chelsea in the locked room.

It turns out that Scamper wasn’t dead yet. Two clocks on the ceiling indicated the dogs’ remaining life force. The puppy was full of life, obviously, but Scamper was really running low. His clock stopped. For a few more minutes, he lay with us however he could without irritating his tumors. Eventually, the light in the clock faded out, too, and Scamper was dead. I held him in my arms for a while as I mourned his death. The black puppy started acting like Scamper again… No matter what, I knew I had to get this puppy out of the tower. I could bring him back to my parents’ house and give them the chance to raise Scamper a second time.

The dream jumped. Nicole and I approached Oma and Opa’s house. When he saw us outside, Opa warned me that he needed to take me to the airport. My dad told him that I would have to start school soon. I checked my phone and saw that it was August 28th. It surprised me that school hadn’t started yet, but I assumed it was only a matter of days. We went inside and told my great grandparents all about what happened in the tower, including Scamper’s death. I still found myself in tears over it. What really bothered me was that most of the problems in that community near the top of the tower were easily preventable. They had a trash chute… They certainly didn’t need to sacrifice the health of the environment. Opa told us about a man he knew from that tower community. The man sold hot dogs for a living. After ten years in the tower, he was a millionaire! Nicole talked about some moldy food she found there…

I set up my flight to Chicago. Initially, I thought it would be expensive to book a same-day flight, but I found a special offer on Southwest Airlines’ website for $10 flights to Chicago.

Promotional Event at Chick-fil-A

I was waiting in a line outside Chick-fil-A for some kind of promotional event. Nicole, Kunle, his husband, Joel, Kaitlin, and some new guy from Dreamviews sat with me at a table outside the restaurant. Nicole and I ate a creative dessert called Yesterday’s Trash that consisted of assorted candies from the past five decades in a candy shell that was designed to look like a plastic candy bar wrapper. It was good enough that I was disappointed whenever I accidentally dropped some of my candy. A woman with a number of tattoos told us about how she came up with the idea for the dessert. After she left, a second big group came to wait in line. One of the guys in their group complained about Chick-fil-A’s connection lagging. I had no idea what he was talking about. Kaitlin insisted that it was probably just his computer since Chick-fil-A didn’t offer a wireless connection… He wasn’t convinced.

“When you have thousands of minutes of lag every day, it’s definitely not your computer,” he argued. I started paying more attention to the inside of the store. Some of the employees were cleaning the tables. We had already been waiting there for several hours – from sometime in the morning until evening. An elderly couple went inside; the door was unlocked. A couple more people went inside and sat down. Out of curiosity, I joined these people inside the store. We sat down at tables inside, and one of the employees informed us that he would get everything outside ready for us to start. I stood at the window and stared at Nicole. I couldn’t remember if she had her phone… The guy from Dreamviews saw me first and ran inside. I couldn’t see Nicole anymore.