International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Windhover's Dream

I lifted my dream hand and did nose-plug RC. it was hard to stand up so I sought for help begging "please help me.....grab my hand..." I felt someone grabbing my hand but I couldnt open my dream eyes, so I shouted (in dream) "FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!" then suddenly I was in the dream.

I opened my room door and walked to the kitchen. I heard my dad saying,
"hey if you're going outside then at least wear something nice."
"okay okay dad.."
I was wearing pajama. I knew it was dream so I tried to ignore him. then my mom said
"I heard you moaning in the bedroom"
"was I?"
"yeah you said please help me grab my hand!"
I chuckled. I slowly wore my black summer crocs and opened the front door.
I forgot to take a bus to pyramid. I instead thought taking a taxi. I found some kids getting off from a car and I said
"hey can you take me to chicen itza pyramid?"
"I cannot take you unless you have taxi pass"
I got bit annoyed so I summoned a golden ticket
"I have this super-ultra-combination-golden ticket for your goddamn taxi!!"
when he saw my golden ticket he suddenly ran to the taxi, getting ready to take me to the pyramid.

there were bunch of kids inside the car. the driver was female. she wanted me to sit in the front but the seat was very hard to get in so I just sat at the back.
this was weird. the driving scene over the windshield was jsut like the game Midtown Madness. the driver went crazy and did road rage in the highway. the taxi was invincible. however I didnt feel any impulse of a car; I just felt like watching a game scene. I asked to the girl sitting next to me,
"do you know chicenitza pyramid?"
she shook her head.
"it's built by mystery Mayans!"

anyway I got to the pyramid but the dream was unstable and the quality became worse. so I switched my 'sense of touch';sitting in a car to sitting on top of the pyramid. but it was still unstable. I was wearing white cap and black sunglasses. I went down to the ground and I saw this white-furball-creature. I dont recall how it exactly looked like but it was sort of human form and had blue eyes. suddenly I recognized him that he was named 'Zeno'. ??
then I saw a slightly blond caucasian. he was wearing winter clothes. I asked him
"are you Katsuno?"
he did not answer. he was murmuring something so I knew that he was just a DC.
the dream was getting more unstable. I couldnt summon a beacon on the pyramid so I summoned huge chocolate egg next to the pyramid.
dream scene jumped. I went into this inn next to the pyramid. my grandmother was in charge of the inn; she was the head of the building. my brother was working in the hotel. I saw some kid running around and I went into a dining room. I saw my brother, Dwight Shcrute next to him, and 'real' Dr. Eggman. Dwight was stealing my brother's tofu stew with his spoon. I got mad shouting
"you're even mean in the dream!! stop stealing his food, you bad guy!!!"
so I hit his head with white plastic slab. -__-
I went into another room. there were,,, unfamiliar people there, and I asked them
"do you know where Katsuno is?"
I dont know why, but the people looked funny so laughed out loud. some guys laughed too.
I woke up at 8:45.

Aqua's Dream

I am standing outside on a large balcony. I'm looking up at the sky and I notice that all the stars are moving in tiny circles, some flashing different colors. Suddenly the black night sky turns rainbow and I hear a robotic voice say, "Welcome to the new world." A screen appears in front of me and I have to enter all my personal details.

Katsuno's Dream

1st: I dreamed of walking in my street. Suddenly some characters from naruto came and talked to me. Kisame says he wants my head and pulled out his sword. I ran away and suddenly a man with a self-made flamethrower came and helped me. I built my own flamethrower (don't ask me how :O) and tried to shoot him. But my flamethrower was garbage and it shot in a completely different direction and burned a garage. I tried to put out the fire but the garage was made out of wood so it didn't work well. Then Kisame came again and attacked me. I evaded and woke up.

I remember having another dream and maybe it was shared but I totally forgot it

AnimusMessor179's Dream

1) Dungeon like setting. I was chasing after a medium sized fairy, through the stone hallways of the complex. I used telekinesis to stop her then shocked her with electricity.

2) LUCID. I decide to go ask for general advice from my dreams about my waking life. I am in a bookstore, which I recall is a relatively common place for my dreams. I head into a room, expecting to see a representation of my subconscious inside. If anyone has seen Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End, the scene looked like the steam house scene at the start. A tattooed, bald, and bearded asian man rose from a hot bath in the middle of the room, and started to speak to me. "What you need is time." is the only thing I can remember from what he said.

3) SEMI-LUCID (In my definitions, this means I am aware that is a dream on some level. Normally, this means I play along with the dream and take on whatever character I am as real and true, but without realizing I am. So I am the character, not the player behind him in my words.) I am a dangerous and powerful man. Telekinesis, magic. And enemies seek to prevent me from causing destruction. Earlier in this period, I had avoided killing, even the soldiers trying to capture me. But something changes... A friend of mine (who was a talking dauschaund...) was injured and dying from one of the fights. Despairing, I absorbed him into myself, to prevent any possible suffering from him. The absorption only works in stages though, and in the end I use fire to put him out of his misery.

I am now on a road, furious and looking for blood. Troops of enemies (I do not recall seeing them actually armed, so troops in the minions sense of the word) are around. Using my mind, I pick up a big rig truck and "hold" it next to me. My hands are in a position like I'm holding a minigun, both clenched into fists about a foot apart in front of me. I fling it off down the road, exploding it as it approaches the men (pulling my hands quickly apart to cause it).

Aeolar's Dream

I am in this hillbilly house that I thought was John's, but I don't think it was now. There is a movie or something similar taking place inside, and the dream kept cutting back and forth between scenes. I am in this bedroom, and everything inside of it is black and white, and I am watching myself in 3rd person. I wasn't in control of myself, I was simply watching as I acted. The scene then changed to another man who is walking into the door of the house.

He walks up, and sees something on this table. When he walks over to it, there is a card, roses, and chocolates sitting there together. The scene goes back to me in black in white, having the same thing on the bed, and eating the chocolates. Back to the other man doing the same. "I" then walk out of the room and see a potion that that's label says "Boater Man's Potion" on it. I drink it, and walk over to a mirror. Personally, I thought that it would turn my clothes into a boaters outfit, but in the mirror I had a red helmet on, and my regular clothes. "I" was making weird faces in the mirror and pouting my lips.

Dream skip.
I am in a school hallway and my German teacher is telling us something.
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I am with my Mom and her friend Karen, and they want to get a Lamborghini. Mom is telling us that we would be so deep in debt if we crashed the car, which she was sure we would do. I decided to use a dirt bike instead, and started heading out. It was extremely hilly, and I almost fell a few times. I rode in the same direction for a little while and the dream scenery started to change. Buildings were starting to sprout up, and the dirt was covered up by white tiles in the ground, which looked like something from Mirror's Edge.

I rode through this alleyway, and noticed a big group of people. They were fighting these slow creatures, reminiscent of zombies, but they looked pixellated. None of us had weapons, so we are fighting them with our natural weapons. I went into birds eye view and felt myself holding a controller, just like a fighting game. I was now doing crazy spin kicks, and I had figured out that I had boosters and could use them to fly for a long time. I began to fly up to the north west, and the ground which I was looking at started turning purple.

I kept going, doing flight combos, and I reached a big river that was pixellated too. I was almost out of boost, and I almost made my way to the other shore line, but I fell into the river, and was eaten by a shark. I heard a narrator say:
"You feel a River Slime Shark under you. River Slime Shark has eaten you."
I then respawned back with the group of people, but this time it was our turn to play hunter. There was another group of "survivors" and they are the ones who called the zombies on us. We morphed into these weird creature forms of all different solid colors, mine being purple, that looked kind of like an organic sock monkey.

We all took off flying really fast to the north north-east, towards a big city. We flew over a bridge, and I heard gunfire and looked over to my left to see a big blinking arrow over a survivors head. I wondered where his friends were, and went up the street to search for them, and when I did, I saw this huge green mech with a "mouth" with spiky teeth. I hurried back and landed, 3 others and myself approached the man, who was currently dealing with a massive zombie horde. I summoned a blue crystalline orb that I threw at the man, and ran up to attack him. I was pulled back by the mech I saw earlier, and almost got eaten by it. I wriggled out of its grasp, and noticed that my normal attacks would be no use against this thing. I touched the foot of the mech, and morphed into one. We began fighting like Rock-em Sock-em Robots.

We are all Rock-em Sock-em Robots.

Thebeastofold's Dream

(This is actually the second dream i had last night, i didnt remember the first dream until i was actually in the dream! dream recall in a dream..i've never experienced this before...)

high rise hotel and previous dream recall in current dream...


I walked into a large high rise hotel of some sort, i went to the elevator and up.....i got off the elevator and went around the corner to the left and ran into an old friend of mine..he said to me "i'll check the lower floor you check upstairs" i said ok and went baclk to the elevator...i got on and it started going up...i noticed the buttona went from floor to ceiling......the elevator door opened and i stepped out into what looked like a penthouse...i looked around and went oh shit! and stepped back into the elevator, i started pressing buttons but nothing happened...... all of a sudden a woman walked up the elevator with a key in her hand and started fiddling witht he keyhole, i was try to apologize for intruding, i didnt mean to come up here etc and she just smiled, then the elevator doors closed and i went down.....the doors opened and there was a maid standing ther, she looke dup at me startled, then ran away to the left, i stepped out of the elevator and went to the right..as i was walking down a long hallway I suddenly remembered the dream i had before this one......i had done a WBTB earlier int he evening, but i had absolutely no dream recall...anyway, i said out loud "thats what i was dreaming earlier.....talk aboutdream in dream recall!!" I became lucid and I was recalling the previous dream in my head. As i rounded the corner at the end of the hallway, there was what looked like a restaurant in the back of the room with a slanted sign that said "free grab it all up food" and there was picture windows all along the front wall and there were people standing all along the wall looking out the windows...i looke dout the windows and there were lcd tvs of all sizes and shapes mounted to the side of the building right below the windows facing out...a guy said out loud "is 3D tv really 3D?" and allof a sudden, there was a loud rumbling and all the places the tvs were mounted suddenly cracked....i woke up....


First dream of the evening......

neighbors installing fence and weird stupid lawnmower...

I was walking out my back door i was looking for the stupid lawnmower...i dont have a lawn so i dont own a lawnmower IRW much less a stupid one..oh well....as i walked out the back door i was suddenly in my neighbors yard near the street walking towards my house...i picked up a hammer and slid the handle into a nearby fencepost, then a voice told me the lawnmower was in my front yard....ok..i turned to see who it was that said that and my neighbors small wedge oif yard was now an enormous manicured lawn several acres or more in size...i started to climb over my back fence and fell...i got up and ran to the front of the house...there was no lawnmower...so i went back to the back yard and now there was a gigantic dumptruck, bulldozer and something that looked like a military tank painted bright yellow with hundreds of mechanical arms comingout of it everywhere.....i walked halfway across my yard and noticed someone inthe cockpit of the dumptruck...i yelled "it wasnt there!!! all of a sudden i'm laying on my side in the road infront of my house looking under a weird shaped lawnmower...it had engine coolant, and oil and other fluid containers under the front of the machine......and there was fluid squirting and pouring and dripping out of somewhere,one of the containers had the lid hanging open, but i couldnt get it to stay on, the other one had a hole in the side and fluid was running out of it....woke up......

Evolventity's Dream

August 27, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragment) | Fell asleep ~5AM, woke up at 1:50PM.
-Timon, from Lion King, is charging me multiple times by my command.

(Regular Dream)
-I walk into a darkened area with another person. It seems like the back of a building and is pretty ghetto. The walls, people, and floor all look grunge. I see a man near a room, maybe a storage or garage. I'm standing in an open area. I am told to ask for a job. A couple others and I ask if we can sweep. There are already a couple of people sweeping the floor. The scene is much clearer now and I can tell we are in a ballroom. The walls and floor are a brownish color. It's very dim inside. I grab a broom and begin sweeping without the mans approval. He tells us to stop and we continue. We all ask for the price to be paid. He says $2. I yell $10 an hour. Everyone laughs. I say $5. Everyone thinks $2 is more. I explain the math and $5 is agreed upon. We sweep away. (Fragment) Still in the same ballroom, we are taking a yoga class. I remember crossing my arms as an 'X' and laying them on my forehead when laying down on my back, like everyone else. Somehow the dream turns bad and I'm trying to escape everyone. I'm hanging from the curtains very high up. I guess there are some people on my side being that they are chaining their bodies with mine using rope to reach the floor. (Fragment) I'm now a different person; a goddess or princess whom is trying to escape the ballroom. After walking down the cement stairs, she is barred in a cage and not able to go out. The man she is trapped by is looking at her.

(Lucid Dream)
-It's day time. I'm standing out of M*'s car along with my sister J* in the parking lot where he usually parks. We're talking about the changing color of the sky which we are able to control. The ease of using our mental will to change the color is like rolling a pencil with our fingers. Though, when adjusting the color of the sky, only the individual can see the color of which they willed. I asked J* what color she's using and she replies "purple." When looking into the sky, I had been continuously altering mine. J* and M* walked toward the apartment as I walked the opposite direction through the parking lot. I continue to look into the varied sky and its clouds. I think to myself how beautiful it is and that I don't often see things like this. I find myself making large jumps forward. I think that it's probable to make these jumps in the waking world. I look back at the sky and then it hits me. The only time I see scenes like this are in dreams and these jumps are surely not possible in the waking world. I'm dreaming. I continue to walk forward. I turn right at the corner when I reach the street. I am singing very loudly. The lyrics come to me without any focus and they are pretty damn good. I think about stabilization and take a look at my hands. I pretend to grab a pair of glasses and put them on my face, creating a sharper image. I see a car driving towards me a little ways down the street. I lay to the ground and lick the floor to help stabilize. It was rough as expected. I remember my little doubt problem I used to have and once again my vision is stamped with blackness, on my left side. Whenever this happens it feels like I am being blocked. I try to blink it away. I see a curtain and sunshine. I'm awake.

Nephanim's Dreams

Holy recall, Batman!

Austin's Driving and Blizzard in Texas

I wanted to help my mom at the grocery store while visiting my family in Texas, but since I didn’t have a car, there was no practical way for me to get there. To my surprise, Austin volunteered himself to drive. He had a tiny, red car of his own. Zooming out of the neighborhood at speeds ten miles per hour over the limit or more, he didn’t seem to care for slowing down in the roundabouts. He just swerved through them without even putting his foot on the brake. When we made it to the highway – still in one piece, amazingly – I discovered that he was the type of person to weave in and out of traffic to avoid following anyone. He cut a zigzag path through a number of trucks in a row. When we arrived at the grocery store, my mom was surprised to see us. I announced with pride that Austin had driven the whole way. Our mom was either impressed or horrified at the thought… I couldn’t decide which. Anyway, Austin drove back home alone, leaving me at the grocery store with my mom.

On the way home, Austin received a call from our dad. He told Austin to park at the nearest gas station and refill his tank. It wasn’t clear why he needed to do this; there was plenty of gas in it already. Regardless, Austin did as instructed. While he was refilling it, a powerful snowstorm blew in. Austin was separated from his car and couldn’t see well enough to get back to it. He wandered in the poor visibility of the storm until he found the glass windows of a car dealership. He stumbled inside. For the duration of the storm, it was being used as a homeless shelter. All of the cars had been moved somewhere else. Austin tried to contact our dad, but the cell phone networks were overloaded.

It was the worst blizzard Texas had ever seen. When it blew over, Austin headed right back to the car to pay for his gasoline. He hadn’t wandered far; the gas station was just a few minutes away from the car dealership. A police officer was parked right in front of his car. When he came close, Austin saw the officer standing beside the open fuel cap with a notepad. He was scrawling down notes and stuffing dollar bills into the fuel tank to plug it up.

“Hold on, I was just going to pay for that!” Austin shouted. The officer turned his head.

“Good,” he said. “How much is it?” Austin hurried over to the pump and checked the price on the display.

“$78…” he read in amazement. Considering how little gasoline he bought, that sounded a bit ridiculous. Observing this, I decided it was just because he left the pump in his tank. Austin paid for it with his credit card, and the police officer left when he displayed the receipt. He immediately called our dad to complain. Why had he asked Austin to do this? There must have been advance warning of the storm if the car dealership was cleared out for the homeless. It was as though he wanted Austin to freeze to death!

Ace is a Kasa

I was watching a spin-off of One Piece in which all of the characters were birds. For example, Ace was a kasa (Ragnarok Online). He had to fight a giant black bird for the water he needed to survive a harsh drought. The black bird was many times his size, but Ace had the benefit of fire. He shot blasts of flame at the bird. Despite its size, it was too fast for any of the attacks to connect. During the fight, a bunch of hawks rallied on Ace’s side. They wanted to rebel against the black bird’s tyranny. Autumn seemed to be worried about what would happen to Ace because of the main storyline, but I assured her he would be fine. This was another universe in which Ace was a flaming bird. What could go wrong?

A Collared Shirt, Pineapple Pizza, and Water

I went out to eat with my dad, Chelsea, and Austin. We all stood in the waiting area while we decided what we wanted to eat. I recalled that I ordered a beef burrito the last time we were here, so I wanted to try something different. I looked over the menu several times and couldn’t make a decision. I decided I wasn’t really that hungry… Instead of food, I wanted to get a collared shirt on display and a bottle of water. Austin asked my dad if he could get something, and my dad insisted that he would have to pay for it. This sparked a furious argument; Austin only had ten dollars, so he was one dollar short. He still had more money than me. As I approached the counter to order my shirt and drink, I noticed some pizza on display in the kitchen. One pizza used pineapple as toppings. I added two slices of pineapple pizza to my order. For some reason, I started eating something just as I began to order. This made communicating with the woman at the register quite difficult…

She quickly retrieved my food as Chelsea hopped around next to me. The pizza actually came in four slices, but three of them were tiny. I supposed someone messed up the proportions while cutting the slices. When she fetched the water bottle from a refrigerator behind the counter, she twisted off the cap and took a long chug. Only half of the water remained when she set it down in front of me. She gave me a strangely seductive smile.

“Sorry about that,” she said in a sweet voice, wiping the water from the corner of her lips. The apology meant nothing to me.

“If you’re sorry, why don’t you get me a full one? You can do whatever you want with this one, but now that you’ve put your mouth on it, it’s yours.” I paid the full price for my water. Why would I accept a bottle that was only half full?

The Luffy Effect

I was reading a research report posted on Dreamviews. The research revolved around a psychological phenomenon called the “Luffy Effect.” As the report described, this was a scenario in which one individual gradually gave into the advances of another. The author traced this back to the sculpting of a statue in Ancient Rome. He noted that in 2030, this statue would be accepted into a local museum – at which time the museum would also become a victim of the Luffy Effect. He suggested that this would mark the dawn of a new era of complacency. I didn’t understand what all this had to do with Luffy, though.

Apparently, the author’s evidence for the theory revolved around the assumption that our culture was the first to record dreams. Shortly after he posted it, Nomad replied to contradict the evidence. Plenty of ancient cultures discussed their dreams as part of tradition. Defeated, the researcher decided there was no basis for his claims.

Spider to Hermit Crab

I was in a small room inside a much larger building with Autumn. We found a spider trapped under a pebble, and Autumn saved it. The spider announced telepathically that we were now its best friends. Pleased by this, Autumn decided to prod the spider with her finger. I urged her not to – oddly enough, I was concerned that we didn’t know what its “programming” was. It seemed reasonable that the spider’s claim of friendship was really just a ploy. The moment a chance to bite Autumn opened up, it would seize the opportunity.

Then again, when she poked it, the spider turned into a hermit crab and hid in its shell. It seemed far more harmless than I originally expected.

Taking Symphony to Chichen-Itza

I was riding on a bus back to my campus. I recalled going to an 11:25 AM class earlier that day, but when I really thought about it, I felt like I should’ve had my 10 AM class instead. I checked the time. It was nearly 1 PM! I groaned at the thought of missing a class in the first week. I turned to Kunle who sat beside me and began explaining the situation. He interrupted me for an “urgent” announcement.

“Listen, when we get back to our room, I really need to use the bathroom,” he said.

“Okay… So?”

“So we don’t have any toilet paper. I would ask Sun, but he’s like that, you know?” Who? I puzzled at him. “Maybe we could stop at Target or something…”

“I’d love to tell you I can help, but now’s not the time.” Kunle nodded, smiling uneasily. I slumped back in my seat. “Wait… What day is today? Isn’t it Saturday? I don’t have class on Saturday!” I exclaimed. I checked my hand. There was nothing weird about it, but why else would I be going to school on a Saturday? I was obviously dreaming. I could feel the difference in the way my mind interfaced with the world around me. I turned to Kunle and announced that we were in a dream.

“Of course we are,” he laughed, agreeing with me. “Didn’t you know?”

“Jerk,” I teased. I punched him in the face. I gave him a noogie, too. “I love how rough your hair is. It makes this dream noogie even better.” I squeezed past him and turned to the guy sitting in the seat in front of ours. It was one of the guys from the room connected to mine. I punched him a few times for good measure. The feeling of his jaw colliding with my knuckles reinforced the bus environment around me. I decided not to torment the poor dream character too much… Fortunately, when I smiled at him and Kunle, they both smiled back as though I’d never hit them. “I’m leaving now. Take care!’

As they bid me farewell, I opened the door and jumped out of the bus. I let myself tumble end over end in the grass, changing the dreamscape. I remembered my goal to reach Chichen-Itza tonight. When my imagery returned, I was in a long, rainbow-colored tube. I could see individual particles whizzing by in both directions. Just by willing it, I would be whisked either way. I willed myself forward in the rainbow tube. In the distance, I could see something blue…

“Symphony!” I called. She rapidly approached after that, and I had an instantaneous view of her dazzlingly detailed appearance before she slammed into me. Her short, blue hair caught in the illogical wind of the tube-shaped space. Her bells gave a sharp jingle as we glided backward together. “I knew I would find you along the way. We’re supposed to go together, right?” She replied… but in Japanese.

“Okay, seriously,” I demanded. “What’s with all the Japanese lately?!” She said one more thing in Japanese – as if to question my claim that she was speaking in another language – but then she processed the mistake and corrected it.

“My apologies,” the robot said, her face an inch from my own. She eased backward to restore my personal space, much to my gratitude. She was wearing her black uniform again. The bow above her chest was neatly tied, and the white stripes on her sleeves, her torso, and her skirt were as pristine as though it had never been worn. “Which way is Chichen-Itza?” Symphony asked, glancing back and forth. I was almost too excited to see her again to respond.

“It doesn’t matter,” I finally explained. “Both ways will take us there. This space exists to bring us to Chichen-Itza.”

“Acknowledged,” she said, but I was already whizzing by her. I grabbed Symphony’s hand and accelerated rapidly down the rainbow tube. The colors began to blur together into a blazing white. We went faster and faster… Then, in an instant, we were flooded in light as we passed through the portal at the end of the tube. For a few moments, I found myself in darkness. I took some time to confirm that I was still asleep. I had no imagery – not even the view of the back of my eyelids. Since it should have been morning, I reasoned that I would be processing some kind of light if I was awake. I was definitely still dreaming.

My patience paid off. Before long, Symphony and I spilled out of our portal. We tumbled about thirty feet and landed gracelessly on top of Chichen-Itza. I hit the stone structure pretty hard. Symphony didn’t seem to notice her impact. When I sat up, Nomad and another person (whose gender seemed to change from male to female every few seconds) were standing over us like sentinels. They stared off into the distance as though they hadn’t noticed our arrival.

Table for One and a Half

There’s no way for me to tell whether this dream took place before or after I went back to sleep. I’ll just assume it took place after visiting Chichen-Itza.

I walked into a restaurant by myself. The tables were set up for couples, but I was there by myself. I glanced at some of the curtains drawn around tables. It would’ve been a really romantic place to take Autumn, I thought… What a shame that I was alone. The restaurant was built in a plus shape with a central ballroom and four adjacent dining areas. There were a few people waltzing around on the dance floor. A brown-haired woman in a black uniform approached me with a menu.

“Is there anyone else with you this evening?” she asked. I smiled wearily.

“No, just me,” I said, reliving the chain of associated thoughts that brought on. She did her best to hide her pity, but I could steal read it in her eyes as though it had been printed for all to see. The waitress led me to a candlelit table and set the menu down in front of me.

“Just call me when you’re ready to order,” she said with a warm smile. I gave a nod in return. I glossed over the menu, but nothing really seemed appetizing. I couldn’t decide why I had even come here. It certainly wasn’t to eat. The waitress came back around shortly after and drew the curtain around my table closed. She slipped through and took a seat opposite me. I hadn’t noticed until now, but she had changed into a beautiful white dress with bronze beads dangling from her shoulders. She put her hands in her lap. “They gave me the rest of the evening off work. Do you mind if I sit here?”

“Not at all,” I assured her. Her face looked oddly familiar, but I didn’t recognize it.

Efficiency in a Dream within a Dream

I was in the living room with Autumn, presumably well into the day. I explained how I had a lucid dream involving Chichen-Itza. I had to explain that it was an objective for the IOSDP and where it was located. She acted like she had never heard of it before. Anyway, I went into detail about how Symphony came to me in the rainbow tube. I also recounted a number of dreams that I can only vaguely recall now. I don’t think I actually had most of them last night; rather, I just thought I did.

One involved sitting at a fancy restaurant alone. That was an obvious reference to the dream I had immediately before this one. There was another that seemed to involve skiing… Then another in which I drowned a child in a pool of water. Eric came into the room and set up some kind of hose system by drawing it on the wall. The hose came to life, and when he turned the faucet, water started spraying out of the wall. I grabbed the hose and pointed it at him. He just drank the water in gulps. I tried to get Eric to stop so we wouldn’t have water flying all over the living room, but every time I erased his drawings on the wall, he just made new ones. I finally drew a patch over his mouth to prevent him from drinking the water. He gave up and left the room.

Autumn continued watching TV while I lay at her feet with a blanket. I thought back to my dreams and found myself gradually dozing off. A dream within a dream began. Portions omitted. I woke up once, thought about writing down that dream, and then really awakened.

Razor Blades, a Pistol, and Fuzzy Memories

I was in prison for who-knows-what. My gun had been taken from me along with all of my belongings. As I lay on the bottom of the bunk bed the prison facility provided us with, my thoughts were mainly focused on how I couldn’t reach out to Symphony. I couldn’t remember what had just happened a short time ago, but it had been important for me to recreate the experience. I complained to the inmate on the upper bunk about my inability to direct my dreams.

“Shut up already,” he grumbled back. I supposed I had bothered him enough about this. As the prison warden walked by my cell, I saw myself from her perspective. I had short, black hair and golden eyes.

“Wait!” I demanded, leaping out of bed. My inmate looked over the edge at me with disgust. The warden stopped in her tracks and turned to face me.

“What is it, scoundrel?” she hissed. The two armed guards behind her pointed their weapons at me. I thought it was pretty silly since I was behind bars. I had a flash of another environment. Lauren and another girl were watching TV.

“It’s Takizawa!” Lauren announced. I realized I looked a lot like the male lead of Eden of the East. The imagery changed back to the prison, but I returned to my own body.

“Can I have my gun back?” I asked.

“Absolutely not,” one of the guards with the warden answered.

“Come on, just for a second. There’s this thing you put on me that really hurts.” I started unzipping my pants, and the warden glared at me. She pulled a pistol out of her pocket and tossed it through the bars. I caught it in one hand. I took my pants off and looked around for a moment. “What about my bag?”

“What about it?” the warden asked, tapping her foot.

“I need that, too.” She rolled her eyes.

“Fetch his bag, please…” she continued. The guards seemed hesitant, but one eventually left to retrieve it. While he did that, I studied the frustrated looks my cellmate was giving me. He didn’t enjoy all the commotion. The door to our cell opened, and the guard threw my bag at me. I caught it in my arms and went into one of the pouches to get my razor. I took it apart inside the bag and grabbed a few of the components. When I was satisfied that I had everything, I put the razor back together. I didn’t realize the warden was standing over me.

“What are you doing?!” she shouted. I thought I had been caught at first. “That’s an expensive razor! Now it’s ruined!” She took it out of the bag and pointed at one of the blades sticking out at an awkward angle. “Are you going to shave with this? Of course not, you’ll cut yourself. I told you not to put it in your bag like that.” I had no idea what she was talking about. Anyway, I had already checked that the gun was loaded, so I stood and pointed it at the warden’s head. The guards were outside the cell – too far away to do much except hold their guns at me.

“Shoot me if you want, but I’ll take her with me.”

Motorola Commercial - Man on the Run

Ben sent us an email about his plans for making a commercial for Motorola. As soon as I heard the idea, I began dreaming of an overweight black man running across the highway in front of my old high school while inspirational music played. His wife stood in the schoolyard with her hands over her mouth, terrified that her husband was going to be killed. The cars whizzed past him, narrowly missing him. He kept struggling to get over a green fence separating the feeder road from the highway itself – mainly because I was in charge of his footwork. When he got onto the highway, he couldn’t get past a motorcycle in time and decided to try outrunning it instead. It didn’t work. He had to jump over the motorcycle to prevent being mowed down. I had my doubts about a man running fast enough to keep up with any vehicle on the highway, but it seemed to be working, so I didn’t think about it for long. The same thing happened with a red pinto.

After all of this, I found myself back in bed and assumed I had awakened. Autumn commented that it would make a great commercial. She felt that Ben and I should really go into advertising. At the time, it really seemed like a good idea, but I’m not sure what message the commercial conveyed about Motorola products…

Like Star Fox and Carnival Corpse

I was playing a game similar to Star Fox in Autumn’s bedroom. The desk had been moved to the south wall of the room. My parents were sitting together at the dining room table. At first, I had my headphones on so they wouldn’t hear the game, but my dad made me take them off because I couldn’t hear him talking to me. I played through sixteen levels. I didn’t realize I was on the last level until Autumn told me I was close to the end. I paused the game in the middle of it because my mom was disturbed by the violence in the game and the offensive script. The male pilots were talking about prostitutes and all the things they’d do with their women when they got back home. I offered to put my headphones back on, but I was certain my dad wouldn’t allow it since he made me take them off. Surprisingly, he decided that was fine.

My mom expressed her concerns that I had something school-related to attend today since it was Saturday. I assured her that wasn’t a problem; I even had a lucid dream the previous night about it. I forgot to finish the last level before I turned the game off and switched to the next one. Autumn didn’t say anything until I mentioned it. She said she was going to ask to play after me. Honestly, I didn’t perceive much of the game’s storyline. I missed the opening cutscene, and the rest was just chatter between the pilots. I had no idea what was going on. That made it much less painful to realize I’d fallen a few minutes short of completing the game.

The second game was based on Deadman Wonderland’s Carnival Corpse. It was an MMORPG with infinite character advancement. I accidentally made a male character when I really meant to recreate Symphony… I kept looking for a way to redo the character, but I supposed I would have to reset the game and make a new account. The world rankings were posted on a wall in the lobby. They didn’t say anything about the characters’ levels or stats, just the player name and rank. I found them difficult to read until I stood really close. The letters were out of focus.

While looking through all the information provided by NPCs in the lobby, I discovered that advancement matches were a two-versus-two affair. I would need a second character if I wanted to be competent at all. A group of two overheard me talking with the NPC about this and snickered. They said they would love to take me by myself. I wasn’t at all tempted. In a game like this, that would be suicide. I found an option to go to a waiting area for people who wanted to pair up on a team. There were some seventeenth-century English women in one room, Egyptian belly dancers in another, and a bunch of rooms with locks on them. I supposed I would have to level up to access those. At any rate, I decided to wait and come back to the game sometime later.

-For most of the night I'm running the Stone Abyss, a dungeon in a game I'm playing. Killing golems and collecting loot.

-Eventually, the dungeon scenario gives way to a hotel room setting. My baby niece is there, but she has 2 large spiders on her. I release a spider of my own to go fight the other 2 spiders. Then we start cleaning up all the old kid's toys. I want to throw them out, but my mother insists we hang on to most of the junk. I have to admit, some of the stuff she makes me keep would be pretty cool if I was a kid.

Kumara's Dream

Dream 1 – fragment – at at wedding with Charlie, seemed to have a positive message.



Dream 2 – I am driving...maybe I am following Toni and realize that's the wrong way and turn around onto a side street. I pull over, I need to get a grip and refocus and regain proper control. the brakes are soft. I am dreamy, drifty, I can feel my body wanting to pull awake.

I might be driving on the right side of the car – the left driver's side door pops open. While I am clearing out a bunch of sarongs and stuff that wrapped around my legs and the brake/gas pedals and trying to gain some mental clarity, I notice an older gentleman approaching.
It's the guy from the neighborhood watch – he's checking on me. I appreciate his care! I explain to him how I was driving and all of that stuff just appeared around my feet and had stopped to get my bearings, clear the stuff out and regain my composure and how the door popped open. He's kind and smiles and says something like how he was just making sure I got back on the road okay. I'm grateful and assure him I'm okay.

I clear out the stuff, and get back on the road. Then it's fuzzy, like...I drove through an impossible way, and then maybe u-turned again...something was off.
I may vaguely remember getting out of the car and walking into a building.

A black man approaches me. I am looking around, there's a black leather couch and a green plant, and something is incongruent. I tell him I may be dreaming...I walk with him, and continue to survey the surroundings. I tried a little hop to see if I could fly. Something clicks and I say, HEYYYY! I am dreaming! I leap through the ceiling and say, Hey, dream, I wanna be at Chichen Itza!

I sort of turn in the air on my back and freefall while imagining details of the pyramid...

Then I am in a room that is NOT Chichen Itza.
There is ANOTHER man approaching me – He wants sex. Oh, HEY, FINALLY ! Dream sex!! The guy is kind of a midget, his legs are shorter than I expect but I don't care, he's willing and interested...
He lies back and spreads his legs and I move forward, then what looks like a small boy moves toward me on my left, he's shadowy

Spoiler for Pedo sex and masturbation details:

...he sounds like my son and he says, “Mommy will you check my peepee?” I think at first that it's my son asking me to help him clean his foreskin so I turn to him and realize that it is sort of a midget...I still play along.

I help him pull back his foreskin and his penis looks like a cross between a penis and a vulva. There is an opening at the top of his penis, and the skin is mucous-membrane like a vulva. It seems he wants some help with it...and I tell him, “Oh, sorry, honey, I'm not the one to help you with this...” and send him on his way. Another young boy approaches me (apparently the willing guy has been forgotten by now)...and I start to masturbate him with his foreskin...I tell him, “you shouldn't do this with me, unless you want it...do you want it? Do you like it?” He's going along with it and I'm enjoying it. I try to put him inside of me then the next thing I remember was being in another room..

I'm now in bed...not sure of the sequence of what's happening. There's a woman on the bed and I ask her if she'll lick my pussy. My mom walks in the room, and I tell her matter of factly that she needs to go...not gonna let her distract me! And she walks out of the room through another door on the right, she looks really cute and her hair is blondish-brown.

The thing I notice about the room is the color of the walls is a light orangey-beige.
The woman is backing out or disappearing or something, which doesn't really bother me. I face the wall, and there is a big mirror on the wall behind the bed where I can see us both. I am nude, and I notice my hair is a big curly cloud around my head and I'm fairly thin. My hair is silver at the roots and light orange-red at the ends. I tell her with a smile I can do it myself.

I turn and face the other direction and, while on my knees, begin to masturbate. While I'm stroking my clit and thoroughly enjoying it, a small figure appears before me on the bed, looking very unhappy and grimacing and making pained faces and shaking her head back and forth, as if to express that she is NOT enjoying me masturbating.
I don't let it phase me...oh YES I AM I think...eventually I think she disappears and meanwhile I am really enjoying how good I am feeling. I am especially noticing just how good my clit feels, IWL it's often painful to the touch.

I can feel myself pulling out of the dream, and I am like NO EFFING WAY, and I use all of my will to stay in the dream, and I orgasm as I wake up.

Whiterains dream

pretty interesting long dream last night that brought together quite a few different locations into the same dream. the whole feel of it was like being at some kind of summer camp and it contained parts of my local park, lake and river, and also parts of my old schools and university.

i remember people swimming and diving in the river which was alot deeper than normal. there was also this central pool which was similar to the one i have in about 90% of dreams these days. sometimes it seeme to be a portal, others it just seems like a central focus for the dream and often dreams will end with me heading there for a swim.

the earliest school part i remember is just being in some kind of concert. for some reason i was in charge of the organ although i had no clue what to do. it seemed no one else knew what they were doing either which made it easy to just fuck it off and say something like i dont know what you expected me to do anyway?

after this there was some kind of demonstration/exhibition being put on outside my old village hall/football club. some how i got in trouble for having weed or something and kind of got semi arrested. i sort of talked my way out of it somehow but still remained kind of a fugitive for the rest of the dream.

there were a couple of moments of lucidity but the dream plot was so strong that for the most part i just went along with it. i remember being in a pub and there were lads round who seemed to think i owed them something as if they had helped me to escape the police or something. there was a vague threat of chopping fingers off but i never felt at risk at all in any part of the dream.

this old school assistant mrs carter was there and she was kind of trying to act like she had not grassed on my grass. also there were some football commentators who were like 'well its only a bit of weed i dont really se the big deal'. it was nice to have a dream where basically most people are on your side against the police for once.

the rest of the dream was mostly about going round the school/uni/camp thing looking for girls. i remember going into this toilet cubicle with 2 girls but instantly getting caught because the cubicles were tiny. one of the last things i remember was being back near these same cubicles later and about to go off with one girl when another one says 'why dont you kiss me first' so i do and i think this is where i wake up.

just remembered that i was visualising previous local dream locations before going to sleep so dream incubation has really worked this time. was really great to go between so many variations of real places

Windhover's Dream

I was in peach colored building. actors from The Office were preparing foods..??
there were bunch of other people. I saw fried chicken on the table.......maybe cookies
then dream scene jumped. I was playing cmputer game but at the same time my point of view was 'in' the computer
and I could feel it inside. I was playing some kind of arcade game. there were my old friends and some guys.
I threw grenade. I pressed all keys on the keyboard to test it out. I drank water, I ate banana
dream scene jumped but still me, I was at my home town..the guys from the game were playing basketball?? and this one tall guy snatched the ball
and threw it up high in the air.

Katsuno's Dream

1st: The dream started in a huge cave with a gigantic stone pillar in the middle of a lake. I was just watching the dream at that point. Someone crushed into the pillar and carved a huge hole in it. Then he summoned a building. Suddenly I was not watching it anymore and I talked to the guy. He said that he wants to build a base in that cave. He summoned other buildings and it looked like a huge pirate bay. After that I was in a huge villa and I talked to a guy and told him to go with me. He agreed and we went to the cave again. I showed him everything and we climbed to the top of the pillar. At the top the dream went crazy. Suddenly there was a huge platform above us and the guy who created the base told us that a powerful being waits for me at the top. When I arrived a women told me that the being wants my energy to destroy the world. The being teleported in front of me and said that he needs my scent. He summoned a spray can with my scent in it. I said to him that he can't destroy the world because he needs my scent and if I die he will never get it again. We agreed that he can get my scent twice a week and spares the world in return.
I woke up.

Vesterguard's Dream(s)

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-08-11 Lying in a bed looking up seeing a completely black lizard crawling down towards me. I try and shake it away, but it lands in the back and I become a bit frightened. Not scared, more like you would fear a bee or wasp.

Besides I don't want to crush it accidentally while lying in bed. I stand up and shake my bed sheets but I can't seem to find it. There are two pairs of socks lying in the bed and I wonder if it has gone in there.
…

I am in a garden at a picnic table talking to some people. There are maybe 3-5 people there, one being a woman to my right I believe.

The main part of the communication takes place between me and one of the twins across the table. He looks fairly young with a slight Hispanic look and with black curly hair to shoulder length or longer.

We are talking about our dreams, I think I am talking about what happened in mine when he interrupts and says “It's all right she is not coming” to which I reply “Sorry, but that doesn't really mean anything to me”

Note: I will here provide the details of previous dreams as this particular conversation actually led to recall of previous dreams that I had forgotten. I mean I have been awake and remembered nothing, but this conversation though only bringing up some parts of the other dreams made me remember them (weirdness!)

1: I start talking about my Jesus dream, where Jesus sort of becomes Moses and the entire “lead my people out of Egypt” gets an action revamp.

First off Jesus gets a leash on, and he is sort of trapped and his entire people is down a well (a deep and wide one of the kind). Jesus doesn't give a crap about anything but hitting the bottom of that well, so he jumps, the audience left with a slither of hope that he has attained enough power to survive the fall, as he doesn't seem to have mastered flight yet!

He hits a couple of steps of the ladder leading up the well (some particular hits look like they would shatter vertebra of normal mortal men), but Jesus doesn't seem to care.

Montage ending, he has led his people out and is now building a tree house with two nature experts for his people while I hold him on a leash and talk to a woman on the bottom.

2: A dream about my Aunt. She is cleaning my room, while I am lying in the bed trying to fall asleep. I tell her that I have recently cleaned the place though I am sure that I haven't been as thorough as she is.

I push the bed a bit from the wall to look for... ehhhm... embarrassing tissues =P and realise that it won't be all that bad seeing, as I am not actually sleeping in my bed.

I get out and help her and in particular I am interested in why she is cleaning the plants. She has one of those spray flasks for cleaning and she splashes it all over the plants, and I am sure they won't appreciate all the chemicals in it. So I reason it must be just water.

I go and start spraying another plant that has a fine layer of white material over the dirt. She gets annoyed and explains that this is called “Sundt” (Healthy) and shouldn't be watered all that much.

3: A voice that asks if my grandmother has had her milk yet, she has. I decide to then take a bottle of chocolate milk out of the fridge. I see a half full one and decide to take that. The first bottle out is new, so I figure the angle must have been changed and I look again for the half full one and find it.

I open it and drink it and it tastes sour, a bit like I would imagine urine to taste like. Besides that when I look at the lid it has transformed into a lid resembling a Ben and Jerry's lid.

The conversation leads on up until the point where I logically feel (sounds absurd I know) the best sentence to use next would be “She is not coming”.

Now I am standing on a bridge and the twins are on the ground still looking at me.

I turn around and think “What the fuck!?” (Did I actually just relay my previous dreams, in a dream and discover myself still in one, by retelling the opening sentence of the conversation? DUDE!?!?)

I check my hand and sure enough there are 6 fingers. Sweet.

I look around and are taken aback by the beauty of the garden. There is a little stream running through the middle of it and up on the right hand side there are flower beds with yellow/orange flowers in them.

Above that I see some white houses with dark brown wooden roof tops in the distance. The light would indicate that it is noon and sunny.

I walk around for a bit stunned by the vividness of the garden and the tranquil atmosphere. I see a grey haired woman walking along the path next to the stream and I shout out for her (thinking of it it may have been a soundless shout).

I do that for a while without getting a response so I decide to walk up to her. I get to a point where I have to cross the water stream in order to get to her side. I do this by walking across a low hanging branch of one of the trees, that somehow seems made for walking on.

As I am walking along on this log, I think to myself “stalking your prey, just like a predator” which in hindsight is probably the stupidest thing I have ever thought.

I go Darkside (capital D intended).

I remember the shape shifting experience from my dream yesterday (Would seem like I am now more or less fully proficient at this, though I have had severe issues in the past) and shift into the shape of a giant snake as I am walking on the log.

I remind myself that I wouldn't feel my arms in this shape and they sort of merge with the functioning of my mouth.

And I strike.

The poor woman knows not what hit her. I clasp my jaws around her midsection and take her to the ground, though I can't really feel any part of my body besides the mouth area I have one thought.

“CRSUH!”

I look to my right to see if I can see the rest of my body, but it is only vaguely visible and thinner than it would be considering a snake of my size.

At this point I start thinking “Python” though I am not sure my body is strong enough to crush her (she is not moving at all btw). So I decide that it doesn't matter as the venom from my bite will finish her. Though I know Python's aren't venomous I decide that I am, as it is my dream.

The feeling of having achieved “the kill” is of primal vicious joy almost sexual in nature. Writing this actually brings back the emotion fairly strongly, though I am utterly ashamed of my actions.

In front of me is a real python. I am amazed at the markings on it's body and of how real it looks. It is however looking directly at me and it is not looking friendly.

I pull my body back a bit and it strikes at me, but I am out of range.

This might be strange to explain, but I will give it a shot.

In one fluent motion, I jerk backwards, shifting from the python shape back into human form. My arms separate from the mouth so I am now holding the woman in my right hand, with whom I make a sweeping motion like a reverse golf swing against the head of the python. This forces the python back a bit, which is what I needed. At the apex of my swing I let go of the woman, flinging her a bit to my right and upwards (to the left from the Python's perspective) while I jump backwards taking off into flight.

(seriously the move is more amazing than it sounds, and I didn't think about it consciously, which is proper fucked! It just came natural)

The Python reacts as expected keeping it's eyes on the prize. In fact it doesn't even wait till she has landed but strikes in the air, catching the woman like a dog would a Frisbee and starts devouring immediately.

I feel ashamed.

I turn around so I can see where I am flying. I am not that far off ground and I let my hand drag over some of the garden. The area is now somewhat barren and dry in stark contrast to the previous lush feeling.

Dark clouds are gathering around me and all the while all I can think is “Oh my god, darkside, darkside, darkside” “Why did I do that”. At the same time I try and calm myself down reminding myself to embrace the darkside we all carry within, though this aint my proudest moment.

I manage to find some sort of “rest” concerning my actions, though I am not at all happy with what I did.

I fly onwards up to a square hole in a brick wall. Police officers are waiting on the other side. I fly through the hole tilted 90 degrees and am greeted by the officers.

They ask me what is in my mouth, and I realise I am chewing on something with a bit of grass or salad as well. “Nothing” I lie.

Thebeastofold's Dream


hollywood and razor wire...


only a fragment unfortunately....

I was in a parking lot with a multi floor building on one side and a tall razor wire covered fence protecting an open dirt field on the other side..i could see the hollywood sign across the street infront of me, i moved all around the parking lot with my camera trying to get a full shot of the sign, but i could never find the right spot to do so.....woke up...