01/11/08 - Rating 5/5 Killer Camp Was on a wilderness style camp and had to go over all sorts of terrain, over numerous nights. During the first two nights people were noted as having disappeared and were assumed to have gotten lost or given up which meant we just let them go. Setting up camp during one of the nights, there was another group next to us by some water. I remember a man had this big, bright green zippable mattress/sleeping bag. He was lying in and appeared to be a very comfy sleeping box. A woman next to him who was probably his wife had one too. So everyone kept going as normal each day. Eventually the group got down to me, the instructor, another male and a female. On this day we stopped to do some rock climbing. Down through a small hole in a cave we were lowered by ropes to the base of a very high, rock cliff face. Below, the cliff swung in so we didn't go any lower; because our (red) ropes were only set for vertical climbs. I began to harness up and just as I had, the instructor said something to me and pushed me out, through the hole. I fell unrealistically wide but had grabbed the rope that was supposed to be on my belt. Swinging back to the cliff through trees I had to pull my legs up through some dense foliage. Once on the cliff again I immediately started climbing the rope but the evil instructor pulled a section where he was standing to slide a jagged metal area on the rope around through my hands. Twice he missed because I stopped and held the metal harness clip at the end but had to give up climbing the rope. Here I felt really done for, having no safety line I began to give up. Then all of a sudden I had the 'Never Back Down' principle strike me repeatedly. Knowing I must survive to stop the killer instructor I started to tank it up the rock, using all my (minimal) rock climbing knowledge, small movements with three points of contact at all times. I could see the instructor above getting anxious now that his plan was failing. He appeared to be about to try throwing something to make me fall, when along came some famous American photographer in safari style getup. Mr Safari seemed to know where we were that day, like he was just checking up on the group in passing through that area. He climbed down a series of rocks to my left and started going on about how nice it was here in Australia. He loved the sunset that was going down behind me. I saw the sunset briefly from his POV and it was really beautiful. Everything was golden, even the rocks and spares vegetation was bathed in the distant cloud's glow. Then Mr Safari said something about finally understanding how daylight savings works, as he swung out on another climb's rope, still on my left. I asked him wasn't he Australia? And he replied to the effect that that was what he made everyone believe. I didn't tell Mr Safari about the guy trying to kill me; I was pretty sure he was out of it and foolish/bumbling enough to hinder me with useless banter, so I continued to climb. As I kept at it, never back down style, I never became tired which I attributed to my correct usage of technique rather than a dream. Once at the top/hole, I put on a burst of speed and threw myself up to the cave's ground, taking not only the instructor but the other male and female by surprise. Just then, Mr Safari came up, I proclaimed they had all tried to kill me and they all looked like they knew they were beaten; not going to try anything. *This was just after getting back from my school camp. *The sunset was spectacular and so was the rush from climbing so well.
19/09/08 - Rating 5/5 -> Really sticks out in my mind as a turning point dream. Fancy & Feminine I went to a fancy/formal meet and greet party. I was invited with family as guests because one of us was a friend to a higher up. Big function all through a mansion with champagne being walked around but I was also there to assassinate someone. My target was someone important too, possibly even the person that was throwing the party and lived there. I was a female, around 25 years old and with two other women. One could have been old like a grandmother and the other was 16 - 20ish years old whom I do not know in RL but shall call L. As the night went along I was doing some recon for the assassination I planned to pull later in the night but L kept seeing things and getting suspicious each time. Finally I either got to the kill or after it and was busted by police that came out of nowhere. Once I had been frogmarched to a police van outside which was like a fancy hotel entrance and taken away my perspective changed to 3rd person. I saw lots of people running out to report what had happened, similar to old court cases in movies when everyone goes running for a pay phone. L was there too, she had worked out I was an assassin just before I got captured and stood on the street screaming things like, "It was her!" "It all makes sense now!" "Why a killer?!" When she was out on the street area, it was night and she wore a distinct figure hugging, black cocktail dress with one side of the bottom longer than the other, rising up diagonally; a bit risque but very fine indeed.
6/11/08 Something about animals and getting too close ______ Gonna put in some of my better old dreams or ones that interested me 31/08/08 - Rating 4/5 Google Dead I was a Manticor X5 (Dark Angel) and broke out of the compound which was on an island. I remember going through a kitchen type backdoor and sprinting out onto a wharf where Reece (X5 like me) had stolen a boat. He was a fair way off shore but at full sprint I jumped out over the water and landed in the back of his speed boat. The commander from Manticor was trying to escape probably because he knew he would get in trouble for letting us escape but he landed on the shore beside us and I started trying to kill him on the sand. I made quite a mess of his head which ended up being sliced in half like clay with a string; blood going everywhere. Yet somehow he was still conscious. Then this big African American guy tells me he will finish the job since Reece and I really needed to get away fast. So we leg it up this really steep grassy slope and the dream scene changes. I'm hiding out at a friends place and using his computer for recon. I discover Google has a new search function, 'Google Dead'. I run a search for my email and a whole list of my contacts come up with information about them. I specifically remember my sister's email appearing. When it brings up the information about my email address it said I had died in an accident but was still charged with treason; a list of keywords described me, stuff like, 'traiter' 'rat' 'snitch' etc. Scene change again; I had decided to go to school despite being on the run. Ended up at my old primary school's library with a highschool teacher that asked us about our homework. Which I hadn't done since I had been hiding last night, why I even needed to go to school still eludes me. Fortunately I didn't get in any trouble because I appeared to be a sort of ghost ever since I was claim 'dead' and was completely ignored. After school I met up with Reece and we discussed being dead/ghosts but rather than starting new and exciting lives, we went back to class (seriously, why...). I then start trying to tell everyone about Google's new feature but wake up after failing to get all my information out at once because I was excited at my discovery. Gory action to my annoying dreamsign of school... I get enough of it already
I've been meaning to make an online DJ for some time now in an effort to motivate myself to record my dreams. They have been getting longer and clearer lately so I feel this is a good next step Following tradition of some others I will post lucid experiences in blue. ____ 4/11/08 Last night's dream was at school but before the morning assembly. With some friends I had been walking around with we decided to try ghosting a teacher but the time for assembly had come. Odd how I knew this without the bell ever going but we took our time getting there and had turned up late. A 1st period teacher was standing to the side and we started talking with him rather than walking into the middle of everyone because this teacher seemed cool with us being late. Then as we casually watched from the sidelines, someone lit a fire at the back of the assembly and smoke was going everywhere. I remember saying, "Oh, there's a suspension!" to my friends and everyone started to leg it through the growing haze so the blame couldn't get pinned on anyone. As it got all crowded and crazy the dream faded. ____ Hmm that wasn't so bad Cheers
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