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My friend was so kind as to call me on Skype and talk to me for half an hour that all I got last night was frags.

Something to do with my old crush from sophomore year of high school. I tried to ask her out but she turned me down. As I looked at her closer I noticed that she was actually really ugly. She had very large bulbous eyes for her head that were bloodshot. Some of her friends looked like that too.

Something to do with my grandparents. They had moved into this house in the middle of town and they were fighting about frying pans. My parents went over to their house to try to break up the fight, but the fight eventually turned violent.

I was doing some exercise where I was supposed to send letters to my to-be college professors (in RL, I am going to college in the fall) and since I am an arts major, I am supposed to send samples of my work as well.
Anyways, we are getting these letters back now, and for some reason they are posted all over the campus, organized by student. My letters are posted on the trunk of a large tree. I can see that letters from one professor are very kind to me, almost overly optimistic. This professor says they are looking foreword to me. Another one of my to-be professors has written that I am a 'Gay Ass Faggot' and that they hate all of my artwork, and that they are going to fail me no matter what I do.



My dad is telling me about this dream that he had. I am surprised to learn that he became lucid in it as my dad was never very into the idea of me (or anyone) lucid dreaming.

I woke up with Queen's 'Eye of the Tiger' stuck in my head.

Okay, so I'm with my mom. We're at this strange place that is something like a rock quarry only while we are there we gain the power to control plants and cause them to grow.
So there was sort of a long chunk of time where absolutely nothing interesting happened. We filled up the rock quarry area with various forests and gardens. She asked me to check on her car at one point. I'm gonna skip to the good stuff.
So we are walking around. The quarry area is not thoroughly filled with plants and forests and we come across something that we do not recall adding. A dark forest. All of the trees look dead, and there are skulls lanterns hanging from the trees. Dark clouds linger over the woods.
My mom stands at the edge of the woods and asks why somebody would make something like this. I told her that we came through here and filled this area with pines not too long ago. At this moment two feelings came over me simultaneously. One of them waslucidity. The other was the feeling that there was some evil presence encroaching upon us.

I told my mom that this was a dream, and that I felt something evil approaching. She ran off, leaving me. I stared into the skull woods for a few seconds and could feel fear sweeping over me. All of the skulls begin to rotate to look at me. I feel like I had better change the scene.
Dream spinning. I close my eyes and hold out my arms. I open them and now the skull woods is surrounding me. Skulls are looking at me from all sides. The evil presence is more powerful as well. I attempt to dream spin a second time, and this time I do it for several seconds until I feel carpet on my feet that I suppose were bare.
I am now in a hotel hallway. Something still feels off. A few of the lights are flickering, though the hallway looks to be a part of a fairly upscale hotel. The room in front of me has a glass window going from floor to ceiling. I knock, expecting my guide to come, and I see a toddler approaching the door. I open it and kneel down and talk to the toddler.
"Hey little buddy..."
I notice the toddler's eyes look off. They look more like those of a doll than an actual baby.
"Where are your parents?"
The toddler takes out a large knife and smiles at me. For some peculiar reason, even though I was lucid, I did not think to confront this nightmare. Aw man, I'm going for two.

I shut the door, lock it and rocket down the hall in flight. I turn right two times and then stop. I knock on a door that is to my left and hope and wonder as to what I will find. Hopefully not another psycho baby. Upon knocking on the door it nudges open. I look inside and the room appears empty. There is a large blanket-covered bump in one of the beds.
I make my way in, and the blanket covered bump comes open to reveal a man, probably in his 30's with black hair and a thin beard. He rolls over to reveal two bare-chested females, one blonde and one brunette, who... well I don't know they don't look very attractive, neither of them. They look to have almost exactly the same body.
The man rolls over. He looks somewhat annoyed at first and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I had just escaped a skull forest and a psycho baby. He reacts about how you would expect. I then asked if I could join in whatever 'fun' he oh so obviously was having here. He told me I could.
Naked TOTM time, and perfect setup. I throw off all of my clothes. The brunette recoils in terror. The blonde looks more confident, and she smiles at me. I don't know what they saw, I didn't look down. I kneel down and look at the blonde. I tell her that I've been waiting to try lucid sex with someone for a long time. She then gets confused wondering what 'lucid sex' means, but looks to brush past it. I look off to the ceiling for a second hoping that I won't make a mess in the bed.
Probably not, these girls aren't very attractive, and I'm probably not going to get that into it.
Then, a knock on the door.
The man grunts. "I'll get it." I put my pants back on. The man gets out of bed, and I realize that one of his hands is missing. He asks me to help me fit his broken robot hand. I attempt to aide him, but a broken robot hand is a broken robot hand, and all the fingers are missing. Whatever. He plugs it into a port on the end of his arm, puts on boxer shorts and we go to the door. There is nobody, just a couple sticks of dynamite attached to a remote detonator with blue duct tape.
The man screams some curses. He runs out into the hall and looks down at it. Confused, as if he is waiting for me to tell him what to do. One of the girls yells "Just kick it down the hall." He does but the duct tape sticks to his foot. He falls over and his head goes through the wall. He screams. I then shut the door and the competition and the explosive out. .
Now then, ladies, where were we?
I wake up.

Probably should have laid down some stabilization at some point. Would have had a little more warning for that...

I am inside of some kind of cafe or coffee shop where I become lucid. The shop is closed down, empty and the lights are off. I am standing near the back of the room. I just become lucid, I think I preformed a nose-pinch RC. I do several seconds of mental affirmation and then do some stabilization. It occurs to me that I have no set goals in mind and no real direction that I am taking the dream. I then just think to myself "I'll go outside and see where that gets me."
I step outside to see the front door of the coffee shop has landed me on my front porch outside my house. It is nighttime and it there is snow on the ground.
Shouldn't I feel cold...?
A chill feeling overtakes my arms, and to a lesser extent the rest of me. I begin to swing my arms around and experiment with the cold feeling. It doesn't feel 'Authentic', but there is defiantly a cold feeling there. I then look up to the sky.
I don't like to lucid dream at night. Darkness=low clarity, low clarity=sour LD. I look to the east and see the beginnings of a sunrise. So yeah, I could just wait around clinging to lucidity for the sun could come up, but that's not how we do things here, is it.
"Sundial" command. I extend my arm out to where the sun should be, just below the horizon and grab hold of it. I swing up and out in an arc across the sky, moving the sun to about 45 degrees above the horizon. I might have tweaked the position some more. It was truly fascinating to tweak the position of the sun, watching the sky change colors as I moved it closer/farther from the horizon. It was mostly clear, but there were a couple of clouds.
I moved the sun back below the horizon momentarily and looked at the stars. I could see the bands of the milky way, something not normally visible from my home due to light pollution. In this dream, it looked as though my neighborhood was deserted.
I finally put the sun where I wanted. But then I realized that it was too small. The sun felt weak, small and far away.
"Sun, Ignite!" I said.
Suddenly, the sun became this huge flaming ball about twice the size of the moon. The heat energy coming off of it was intense and all of the snow began melting all around me.
I then turned my attention to the moon. I swung the moon around and put it in the sky as well. The moon was the same size as the new larger sun, and they were pretty close to one another.
Then that part of my brain kicks in that gives me awesome things to do in LDs.
What if I could make an eclipse happen?
I grab hold of both the moon and the sun and try to make them overlap. I begin to lose the dream. The moon turns orange and the sun begins to distort into various non-circular shapes. I wake up.

Some dream having to do with me and my friend S forgetting our lunches at school. It was painfully boring and I'm not going to go into detail.

I meet some girl who begins teaching me something about my home town. That there are actually three secret clans. The largest clan is the 'Red' clan is composed of Vampires. Their central hub is a large red mansion near the center of town. About a quarter mile away is the 'Blue' Clan, composed of Werewolves. Their numbers are slightly less than that of the Vampires, but their clan is considered more prestigious. They live in a blue mansion that is slightly smaller. The third 'Yellow' clan is composed of wizards. There are only a few of them and they live in a small yellow cottage on the very edge of town. The girl tells me that If I want to, I can join one of the clans.
-Time Skip-
It is about 2 weeks later. I have decided to join the Werewolf clan, and while I have been accepted, I haven't been made into a Werewolf yet. I am however given a moon amulet that is supposed to prepare my magical energies and make my initial transformation into a Werewolf easier. I am with the girl who introduced me to the clans sitting on the side of a grassy hill. There are large mountains covered in trees all around us and it is a cloudy overcast day. Me and the girl admit that we have fallen in love with one another and begin kissing.

Since when did my dreams become a really crappy rendition of twilgiht?

I was missing all of my fingers on both hands save for my thumb and index finger.

There is a war going on in outer space and I am watching it unfold. The war is over this tiny cube-shaped planet, no more than a few hundred meters across. The planet has a blue and grey marble texture and orbits another, much larger planet similar to mars. Various factions use spaceships to deploy ground units such as tanks and mechs onto the tiny planet to do battle.

I am in some valley or canyon feeling area, inside of some cartoon. There is a villainous snake with a mustache that I am fighting.I become lucid while fighting him and try to use some dream control but most of it seems to fail. Our battle seems to repeat over and over.

Modular Robots:
Marcus (a persistent dream character) was back once more, telling me about a new line of combat robots that he had been working on. He had completed eleven versions, and they all had this large black tank-like appearance to them. Each version only had one full scale prototype.
He showed me file footage of each of the robots in sequence. The earlier models, were slow, clunky, and had the appearance that they were just sort of conglomerations of parts. The early versions had exposed mechanisms, loose wires and tubes hanging from them, and some even completely malfunctioned and just caught fire.
As the versions progressed, the robots became more streamlined and refined. I can recall one version closely resembling the robot from the Incredibles.
He was showing to me the 11th prototype, that was still in development. This one looked like a large four legged spider, though the lower legs were in fact tank treads. The legs could fold down and the robot would become like a tank.
He continued by telling me that in future versions the robot would be modular and therefore able to take the shape of whatever they desired.

The king of the world!
I am at some coastal location with a large number of small rocky hills. There are some wooden boardwalks and large waves crashing up against the rocks. I am approached by several secret-service looking guys.
They men take me into their car and explain that I have one an honorary title "King of the World". This is a title only awarded to one child on the planet at a time (funny that I am considered a child, I'm going to be eighteen in a week.) And this lucky child gets all the money and toys and whatever the heck they want.
The previous KOTW was a much younger boy, they show me a picture. He looks to be 8-10 year old and has an actual king outfit on with a crown and scepter and all that. The men tell me that the kid ate only ice cream after he became KOTW and actually died from malnutrition.

I decided to use my KOTW powers to throw a party at the coastal boardwalk location. So the secret service guys called a stage company. We got some electronic music artist to preform. (No idea who, might have been a dream fictional one.) as well as a bunch of laser lights and a fog machine. We ordered pizza and all these random guests showed up. It got dark and the party started.
The party is amazing, and we are sitting watching [whoever these artist(s) are that are preforming.] Everyone is gorging themselves on pizza, but I am sitting there limiting myself to one slice, recalling how the previous KOTW died because of bad eating habits. I try to focus more on the social aspect of the party and talk to some of the guests, but it's difficult to talk to them over the sound of the music.
As the dream started to end I 'remembered' that I had I wasn't really the king of the world, and I was actually filming some kind of comedy movie for somebody.

I woke up feeling rather strange with a short but catchy tune in my head for half the morning. I wanted to do some experiments with dream music, so the thought may have had something to do with that.

Fragment:
I had recently uploaded another Dream Journal entry to this site. (In my dream.) In it, I discussed my reasons for not "making love" if you will with another dream character. I got a bunch of comments saying that I should have done it.

Fragment:
Something to do with me shopping at a huge warehouse type store trying to find foam mat board. It was sold in these big rolls of white foam that came in varying thicknesses from two inches to four feet. I also recall that the store sold yachts on these giant shelves that were like 10 stories high. It was a pretty epic store...

Kittehs!
I am with my cousins. And my three cats. We are outside in the drive. This cat walks out of the neighbors yard, but she looks rather strange in that her face is half black and half white split down the middle. Somebody else points out that the cat is a mother.
As the cat gets closer to our yard, four kittens walk out of the bushes and follow her. One is silver, like a British blue. Another is a brown tabby. Another is a black and white spotty cat. I think the last one may have been an orange tabby.
I pick up the brown tabby kitten. Now he was feral so he wasn't very happy about being held, but he wasn't scratching me. I petted him for a moment then put him down. My cousins were trying to decide if they wanted to adopt one of the kittens.

Nightmares invade real life:

This last dream was very weird. And epic. I was told by someone that this dream was in fact a prediction of what would happen in real life. The setting was strange too...
Disclaimer: Even though this dream claims to be a prediction, I severely doubt this will every happen in waking life. I just don't want any of you to think that I am crazy.
I am in a vast circular valley surrounded on all sides by mountains. The entire basin is filled with a grassland. There is a large city in the center of the basin, with an extra tall skyscraper in the exact center.
It is daytime, and the sky is a bright blue. But above the city is a large thundercell that is starting to rotate. The lightning strikes become more frequent and the underside of the cloud taints a purple color. Some of the lightning strikes hit the tall skyscraper in the middle of the valley or some of the other nearby buildings. There are not one but three vortexes underneath the cloud now.
As I pay close attention, I begin to see the outline of... something in the cloud. It drops below the purple cloud layer and is revealed as a rather oblesk with a warped black design. What looks like the front is vaugley claw-shaped. This is the side of the "ship", and it is tremendous, probably four miles long.
I hear the voice of someone, quite clearly in fact. He explains that he is the "nightmare king" and that he is able to talk to us directly in our minds. He then explains that for thousands of years he has been the source of all nightmares, but only now has the world fostered enough negative energy for him to manifest himself and his army in the real world. He seeks to lay waste to earth and rebuild it as his version of paradise.
About two dozen smaller ships emerge in a close ring formation along the edge of the portal, with every ship facing forward, out. For a moment, the portal glows in the outline of a strange symbol. The smaller ships have the same look to them as the large one. They begin advancing outward while bombarding the city.
I look over my head to see several squadrons of Jet fighters followed by a trio of what looked like the flying battleships from last night's dream. Two identical fleets closed in from either side, and there was probably a final fleet on the opposite side of the city that I could not see.
They go into combat. The nightmare ships seem to have some kind of protective shield that causes anything shot near them to hit a red forefeild wall. (Think Independence Day). The "good" army is losing terribly and the warships have advanced to the edge of the valley, widening the portal storm as they went. I woke up.

I have no idea when I had these dreams, but they are kind of dry. But here they are anyway.

I was staying with my family at some kind of ski condo lodge for staying long term. The condos are built up next to a parking lot and they are these log-cabin type buildings about four stories high. Two condos are stacked vertically as well as perhaps 20 horizontally going down the row. We are staying in the bottom condo at the end of the building.
Time to go skiing. We get to the ski hill and the chairlift takes us about halfway up only to find that (enter dream logic) all of the ski runs on the top half of the hill have replaced all the snow with sand. Me and some other guy (no idea who, not part of the family) decide to try to ski down the sand hill. We take a second chairlift to the top of the hill.
We get to the top of the hill and find that on the side of the hill opposite the ski lift is a large ocean lined by a tropical beach. So how there was snow on the other side of the mountain... I dunno dream logic. We start skiing back down and we get to the halfway point where the snow starts again only to find my father waiting there.
He explains that one of my cousins got sick and that another group of the family went to eat lunch; he had stayed behind to meet with me and (whoever that guy was) when we returned from the top. So now with this big overly complex family split up, I didn't know what to do. I can't recall what happened after that.

I am at my family's favorite beach resort. (I've been trying to induce dreams there.) where there are two beaches. Supposedly it has become this new fad for resorts, so they had gotten a large dredging ship to build a second sandbar off out over the beach.
The new sand bar was a very large sort of bean shaped island that was quite large, but it looked as though during high tide the entire island was underwater. This seemed to be because the entire surface of the island was made of smooth wet sand. I walked out on the island and noted that this "second beach" thing is strange, but never went as far as questioning if i was in fact dreaming.

I still have to get three more lucids this month to fulfill my goal of 8. In one of e'm, I'd like to try and do the basic TOTM. Got 10 days. Let's do this.

I missed the bus to my tech school, so I tried to walk the route there. (Dream logic) I was able to walk as fast as a bus while non-lucid. So I walked though some rural and suburban areas. (Well eventually, The bus did get ahead of me.)
I eventually got lost in a town called "Plymouth" (There are no towns by that name in my area in RL) and I was walking around the town thinking that I had made a wrong turn earlier on my journey. The town was pretty though.
Eventually it started getting dark (even though in RL, I go to my tech school in the morning.) I ended up having to sleep in this cardboard box by the side of the road alongside another dc. He was complaining that he was hungry.
When I "woke up" the next day, some dream character had a GPS and showed me how to get back home. I was also able to see the bus route that I was trying to follow earlier and see that I had made a wrong turn somewhere.

I was walking around my subdivision and I wound up doing something (I can't remember what, but it was somehow objectionable or exploitable to a group of boys that were started about 50 feet in front of me.) I think I may have accidentally thrown something at them.
There were between five and seven guys. The "leader" was this absolutely huge man, at-least seven feet tall. Most of the other guys were just about my size or a little bigger. I tried to fight them, but they grabbed my hands behind my back and started kicking me.
(I must say this was a very unusual dream in that generally in my dreams, I can dominate in fights, even when I'm nonlucid.)

I can't remember much, the memory is hardly there, but I did have a lucid dream last night. Man it feels like I haven't been lucid in forever.
All I can remember was that I was lucid, and I was in some forest area, daytime, summertime. slowly making my way down a path. As I did, I conversed with various dream characters. One of them being Lia. I can't remember what I talked about with anyone.

I decided to just say that this was a recall focused night. I didn't really get to do mantras for "focus" so, that will probably have to wait a couple days.

I did recall some dreams about my friends. I had a dream about H. I was helping him to compose a song. There were these really strange visuals while we were working, it looked like we were in space with these green sine waves moving around that were supposed to be the sound waves. He kept on adding more "layers" as in adding more sound waves to the mix. The strange part about it was I didn't actually remember hearing any music.
I had another dream about S. He and I were discussing some story he was writing. I was telling him about a character I wanted to include called San.
(Note: Me and S actually have been working together on a story, and there is a character in the story called San.)
Anyways, I was telling him about San, and how his personality is really shy, and he's really timid and unsure of himself. But at the same time, he has these very powerful magical abilities, and is often forced to use them in a fight, and that was why I thought he was an interesting character.

It looks like my recall is aligning to daily recall once more. I know for a fact that my recall is only going to get better. And soon, my dreams should begin to clear up, too.

I was in some kind of beach/resort area that lacked a hotel building. It was simply a large number of sand dunes covered in grass nearby a beach with some palm trees.
And all I can remember about the area aside from the general terrain was that I think Lia was there along with my family. (Although I was not lucid) And I was trying to make a sand castle. There were a couple of really well made and detailed sand castles on the beach, and I had wanted to make my own, but I couldn't find a good spot, because most of the beach was rocks.

I was in my family's old van, my mom was driving, and I was in the backseat. I felt very small, perhaps what had happened earlier in the dream explained that I was in fact younger again. Also it was nighttime and very dark both inside and outside the car.
But I did a nose pinch RC and found out I could breathe. I went on to tell my mom that I was dreaming and ask her to stop the car so that I could get out so that I could do lucid dream things.
But instead, her outline arose from in-front of the seat and her fingers grew long and pointy like claws, and her hair seemed to get more messed up and disheveled. She started to climb other the seat and swipe at me with her claws.
But, because I was lucid, I wasn't at all scared by the situation. I realized that I was unable to move or speak, and my only option was to simply wake myself up.

I can't remember when I had these dreams or what they actually connect to. Most of them are quite boring, at least in my eyes, just random "brain gunk" that I seem to get alot when I'm not particularly focused on lucid dreaming.

And let me just come right out, I am making no effort whatsoever to write with neatness or flow.

I met a girl from my school from awhile ago. (In real life, she liked me, but I didn't like her. For the sake of this DJ entry, we'll call her Daisy.) She reappeared in this dream and sort of dragged me along on a date. The first portions of the dream took place in a real life park not too far from my house.
A lot of stuff happened on our date, but I can't remember the filler. I was trying to get out of the situation, because In real life, or in dreams, I'm not really a romantic type. There was another male dream character that was following us too.
In the last part of our date, she rented a hotel room in this very large hotel skyscraper. (I remember the hotel skyscraper very vividly, it was very shanty looking like it was made out of sheet metal and scraps.) When we got to the room she started taking off her clothes. Now I had been trying to weasel my way out of this date for awhile, but no way am I going "all the way" with her.
I start running out of the hotel, when I get lucid. Ok, I didn't actually get lucid, but I realized that I had dream control powers, but didn't understand the fact that I was actually dreaming. I flew up into the air.
Now for some odd reason, I became extremely angry with Daisy for this whole thing, and she was in the hotel room, with the other male DC. I flew up to the hotel room, and I had a new ability. I could throw this white lasso onto the building and began pulling it apart.
I know that sounds somewhat strange, but at this point I began tearing the tower apart trying to kill Daisy for dragging me on this date that I never wanted to go on. The thing that I remember about the dream most clearly was the destruction of the tower.

I woke up on a hospital bed and noticed that I felt quite strange from the knees down. I pulled up the sheets and saw that I actually had prosthetic legs.
A couple of doctors came in and explained to me the incident that had led me to get these prosthetic legs, and why my original legs had to be amputated. I cannot remember the details of why, just that it was explained to me.
What I remember clearly was the look of the prosthetic. They were black, with metal bands going up and down the front and back, and were quite a bit thinner than normal legs, but still had the same sort of shape to them. The black portion had a dark-grey crosshatched texture to it. Also the legs didn't have feet, just a sort of hook with a couple screw holes as though the feet hadn't been attached yet.
One more thing, on the inside of each leg, right below the knee on each replacement leg, there was a small control panel with perhaps 12 buttons and a small blue glowing screen. Almost like a pocket calculator attached to the side of the legs. I'm not sure what it's function actually was.

I'm beginning to think that awakening in hospitals after traumatic surgery/amputation is a new dream sign. I don't know why this is coming up, but I will have to remember to reality check when it does.

My parents had purchased me a special gift (I can't remember the occasion.) It turned out to be a self-parasailing kit that included a small boat that was remote controlled and a parasail. The idea was that you could turn the sport into a one man operation by flying on the parasail and driving the boat at the same time.
When my parents gave it to me, we were vacationing somewhere tropical and I was able to try it out on the ocean just by our hotel. But, not long after we left for home. Going home turned out to be a mess of plane flights and layovers. I was really impatient and wanted to use my self parasailing kit again, but wasn't able to, because... well we were in transit so much.

My backpack had been stolen from my car. All I can remember was that it looked very similar to the blue backpack that I normally use for my school books and sometimes use to carry my laptop computer when I visit family or friends.
I can't remember how I tracked it down. I think I had a large group of friends helping me, and we somehow knew the thief was not far off.

I've begun to realize that these sorts of dreams, (although to some people may seem extremely interesting.) Are boring to me.
You see the reason these dreams are boring is because I've had dozens of dreams like them already. It's like your subconscious telling the same joke ten times and you get bored with it. But there are a bunch of reasons these dreams are boring to me.
For one, none of these are very vivid. You will notice a distinct lack of detail in these. (At least in comparison to some of my DJ entries.)
Second, they don't have congruency. The story or plot of the dream isn't very clear. And if it is, It's a story to a dream that I've experienced before. Also important are the characters, who in my dreams, with the exception of Lia, my own dream guide are nearly always seem to be sort of drones ant are pre programmed to carry out tasks outside of their intended role in the dream.
Finnaly is creativity. These dreams may carry unique or creative aspects to them, but in all, they're not very unusual. There is a difference between creativity and randomness. I'm going to assume you understand the difference there. And these dreams actually do have some creativity to them. Not much, not in comparison to some of my dreams.
So the reason I seem bored with my dreams is because they don't contain any of the, the 3 C's we'll call it. Creativity,Clarity,Congruency. These are the keys to me having interesting dreams that I want to talk about.