MythicDreams

So much space...
I was in a space station, something to do with the Fantastic Four I believe. I walked into a kind of spherical observatory room, where a scientist was standing. He looked eccentric.
I moved closer to the glass window of the observatory, to see outside.
Holy crap.
We were so high up. Just hanging there, orbiting a planet, with a massive amount of space around us. So isolated, yet I saw different planets and stars in the distance, and it was totally overwhelming. I felt like we could just drop out of the sky at any moment, falling thousands of miles. it was intense. I don't think I can really explain it.
It was so scary, thinking about how far down (or up) I could fall, if I fell out of that space station.
Standing there seeing whole planets just tiny beneath me, it was unreal.

So, I can't remember why, but I had to run away from the observatory. I ran through several large, different rooms, and I think the scientist was chasing me. The space station had clean, white and grey walls, but eventually I ran into a sort of blue cave.
There was several people standing there, and they had super powers.
A strangely shaped, large woman began to tell me the name of her power.
"I know what that means", I said. "If I shot you, you'd turn into water and wouldn't be hurt". As I spoke, parts of her turned to water then back to flesh.

Colourful train
I'm on an open-top, colourful red and yellow train - it looked like a huge child's toy. Actually, in hindsight, everything was bright and pleasant looking in this dream.
I particularly noticed two girls sitting ahead of me. Then, I saw my Dad on the station far below. He called up to me, and told me that I'm "blocking their view" with the way I was sitting, or something.
"Who?" I asked, perplexed.
He nodded towards the two girls, eyebrows raised.
What the hell, how could I have been blocking the view of the girls in front of me? Well anyway, they decided to move places, so they ended up sitting a few seats behind me.
I got the impression that this was actually so that I couldn't look at them, but they could spy on me, because I was attractive to them. Weird.
One girl actually got up, and came to sit next to me.
Next thing I know, she's my girlfriend. My recall skips a bit here. We're still on the train, and I decide to show her Minecraft on her laptop, because she hasn't heard of it.
I tell her my username, so she can log in, but she spells it wrong.

I'm really happy, because I've had a new lucid dream. This one rocked, although I didn't quite get to do all the things I wanted to.
My top dream goal is to reach an amazing place, built from my imagination. I know every place in a dream is built from my imagination, but I want to go somewhere of my choosing.

My parents and I were in an odd, slightly medieval looking house.
The house was on a bank of pebbles, in a very shallow lake. Around the lake was a big cliff, so we were in a sort of basin.

After some unmemorable things happened in the house (something to do with losing a rubber ball I think), I went into the lounge, which had a door to the outside.
I suddenly gained awareness that I was lucid. I don't remember doing a reality check, but I may have done one and forgotten.
My thoughts went something like this:
"Am I dreaming? It's so realistic, just like waking life. Amazing."
I walked around the lounge, touching objects and looking at them close up.

Then, I stepped outside onto the dry pebble bank.
"Now it's time for some fun! I'll try exercising my powers" I thought.
I'd read about people using the kamehameha attack from Dragon Ball, so I decided to use that for practice.
With a confident attitude, I drew back my cupped hands.
"KAMEHAMEHA!" I shouted. A blue beam of energy fired away from me, and fizzled out.

Hah. Then I had another idea - I remembered they used hand signs in Naruto, so I thought anything was worth a shot.
I tried to form some hand signs, but I couldn't do them correctly. I managed to pull it off, however, because I shouted the name of a made-up attack as I did the hand signs.
It was something like:
"Landslide cliff destruction!"
It worked. The cliff face shattered - huge slabs of rock broke away from the cliff, and collapsed into the lake. This is where things got a little bad.
The mass of the rocks falling into the water caused the water level to rise in an exaggerated way. I ran back inside and slammed the door. The water level was as high as my chest outside, but luckily the door was water-tight.

Somehow, I ended up back outside, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down on the lake. The lake seemed to stretch out for miles, with no end in sight. I find this in a lot of my dreams.
To lower the water level, I used a ninja hand sign and said something about the moon, and dragons. The main point was for me to convince myself that I was using a real ninja power. The water exploded in certain locations, releasing bursts of steam. In no time, it was drained of most of its water.
I decided to put it back to normal, not empty, not full, but just right.
Using another power, I sent spouts of water into the lake. That topped it up just right, so it was shallow but not empty.
I went back inside.

"Where can I go that's highly populated, so that I can speak with people and maybe cause some havoc? Somewhere I've not been before..." I pondered.
Then I realised - New York!
I attempted a dream spin for the first time.
I started spinning round and round, and I thought "New York, New York, New York", picturing the busy city streets in my head. It was surprisingly hard to keep the image there, and I had to concentrate hard to keep thinking about my destination.
I stopped spinning, and the last thing I saw was the interior of a prison cell, before I woke up.

So much for New York!

Ever since I started this DJ, I've been remembering a lot more dreams, which is great! Back to the good old days - I'll soon be lucid dreaming like before.

I was in a small shop in town, with a staircase that lead upstairs. Naturally, I went up the stairs.
It was a large café of sorts. There was a long counter, which displayed delicious treats.

I met with my sister at a table. She had ordered me some food - I think it was pizza.
But here's the thing - all the food served here was made of sweets (or candy as americans call it)! Yep, everything was sugary. I'm not sure if it started out exactly like this, maybe the food was normal at first. But that's how it ended up, as the dream progressed.

Remember these?

Yeah, it was like that, except on a much bigger scale.

I remember being very hungry, and the dream lasted quite a long time.
I talked with my sis', and she bought me food. I don't remember the specifics, only being hungry and having an interesting time.

Often my food dreams are like this - I'm hungry but never seem to get satisfied, probably because of real-life hunger.

In the end, I walked up to the counter. There was a picture of a delicious burger - I was so hungry, and it looked very tasty.
But for some reason, I didn't realise it would be made of confectionery.
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I remember looking at the picture, thinking it looked fantastic. On show was also pizza, pasta, and more.

But it was all sugary and sweet.

This was a very odd dream I think. Not as naturally bizarre as some others, but the fact it was in a sort of normal setting, yet with the odd feature of having sugary food. Haha.

Snow Dragons:

I was in a quaint wood cabin. It was nice and colourful. I walked up some steps, to the front door, and went outside.
It was snowing, although the ground was only covered by a couple of inches.

In front of me, two small dragons were playing in the snow. I never got to see them properly, and sometimes they weren't dragons.
"Want to come to a place with really deep snow?" I asked.
They said yes.
"Get on my back, I don't want you to be uncomfortable" I said, knowing they were only young, and a long journey wouldn't be good for them.
One hopped on my back.
I looked to the left - there was a huge cliff wall, sparkling blue. It's hard to describe, but all I can say is that it was beautiful. I motioned that we should go up there, so we all started flying.
Up and up we rose, me carrying one dragon on my back, and the other flying by my side. As we flew up, one of the dragons started conjouring blue torches by the hundreds, the odd thing is they looked like Minecraft torches - they flew away from him and dropped to the ground. Then I awoke.

Zombie Corridor:

This dream is from another night. I typed out the dream in my journal, but forgot to post it. But I still remember what happened and I'm posting it now.

I was in a corridor, similar to the one pictured below, except whiter and a little wider:


Somehow I knew there were zombies about, lurking in each room, ready to devour me.
I stepped into a room, nervously - it was a child's room. In the corner sat a young girl, next to a baby's cot.
"Where's your Mummy and Daddy?" I asked.
She told me she had no parents, and she was alone and scared.
"Don't worry. If we make it out of here... I'll be your Daddy. It's OK, I'll protect you," I reassured her. I didn't want any harm to come to her.
Nervously, we walked back into the corridor, and I feared for my life.
Suddenly, the girl ran back to her room.
I quickly caught up with her.
"What are you doing?" I said.
"I was scared..." she mumbled.
I grabbed a knife, knowing I would need to defend myself if we saw any zombies. I spotted a bigger kitchen knife, and took that instead. I saw my acoustic guitar, and thought it would make a good shield, so I held it in my left hand.
"Let's go" I whispered.
We shuffled back into the corridor. On my right, a door was slightly ajar. I noticed a zombie crouching inside the room, its horrible eyes glaring at me.
Terrified, we kept walking, only to have another zombie jump out at us. I tried to defend myself, but behind me, the zombie from before was swinging a cleaver at the little girl. She was helping me fight the zombie in front.
"BEHIND YOU!" I said.
I tried to move, tried to parry the attacks, tried to swing my knife, but my arms moved as if they were swinging through thick mud.
Too slow.
Too late.

I awoke.
Like I said, "Zombie Corridor" happened a few days ago. Shame I didn't manage to post it then.
I thought it was a pretty memorable and scary dream.

I remember talking to someone, but I'm not sure who. I know I had a pistol - but here's the thing - I had one bullet, and inside it was gold dust.
Somehow I ended up in a bar, with my father as the bartender. I told him about the bullet, saying it was worth $24,000 dollars!
He offered me a drink.
"Yeah I'll have, like... uh, a gin and tonic or something like that, I don't know" I replied. It's worth noting I'm under the legal drinking age in my country.
So he poured me one. I drank it, and it tasted quite delicious! I relaxed a little. It was like a slightly bitter Sprite.
From there on the focus was on the gun, and I knew I needed it for some reason, but I didn't want to fire the golden bullet, as it was worth so much.

I walked around some quaint little town for a while, and other stuff happened which I don't remember.

In the end, we met up with my mother - she was furious at my Dad for giving me a gin and tonic.
I was writing that I'd had a gin and tonic in my diary, but I decided to rub it out.

So, I was in the large conservatory room of some house. It was nighttime, I believe.
The conservatory had a single glass pane, which comprised the whole wall. It was more of a single huge window at one side of the house, actually.
I was non-lucid at this point. I walked into a lounge area, right next to the glass wall.
My older sister was sitting in a comfy looking chair. We spoke, but it obviously wasn't important because I don't remember what we said.

I started play-fighting with her, but I suddenly became aware of the possibility that I was dreaming.
Unsure, I stepped back and looked around the room. It was quite small now, and it had shelves along the walls, which were lined with sturdy mugs. I said something like:
"Hang on, I think this is a dream" to my sister.
I stretched out my arm, hand open, pointing at a mug. I willed it to fly into my hand, trying to exert a gravitational pull.

Nothing.

I tried again.

Nothing.

Then it clicked - I only needed to imagine the mug flying into my hand, and it would!
So that's what I did. I pretended the mug was actually flying into my hand at that moment, and guess what?
It whipped off the shelf and landed in my hand, in milliseconds.

Unfortunately, my satisfaction was short-lived. As all the possibilities of what I could do hit me, the dream quickly degenerated into me walking around the house and deleting blocks, now in a game of Minecraft.

A spark of lucidity flickered inside me:
"Must try and get back to... before..."
I thought, before that spark was snuffed out, and my feeble effort to gain control faded.