Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

Me and that kid from Terminator 2 (Edward Furlong), although grown up now, were in the basement of a large underground house, trying to get out. There was talk of zombies, or the dead, or something along those lines. We began bumping into other people, also trying to get out. Fortunately, one of the windows let in a sliver of sunlight, so me and Ed looked out that window. What we saw is difficult to describe: we could see out of it, but it was hard to see the sky. The house seemed to be surrounded by an orb of thick, translucent goo. It was blueish, as if it was reflecting/refracting/whatever the blue sky and some sunlight. Orbiting near the inside edge of the goo orb were hundreds of dead bodies. They had escaped the house but couldn't escape the goo. Suddenly the window broke, and the basement began filling up with the goo. It poured through the broken window, immediately knocking poor Ed down. I just stood where I was, resigned to the notion that I was about to drown, and join the circling party of death-by-goo. The room filled up quickly, and it made everything look cold and blue. I held my breath, and looked to my right. There was an overweight guy, that I remember was also a kind person, looking resigned to death as well. I reached out my hand to his and he grabbed it; I remember thinking, that at least before I died, I wanted some kind of caring, intimate contact. Very sad moment. Then a weird thing happened: I suddenly became aware that I could breathe. No sooner had I become aware of that fact, I heard a director yell, "CUT!! That's a wrap folks!" and the room was instantly drained of the goo. I looked around for a second like "What the HE-" and I woke up.

Trippyyyyyy

I was starting to get worried. Been having a lucid dry spell lately, and the end of the month is just around the corner, but a lucky DILD saw me through it!

I was in our back yard with my son around dusk, and for some reason I brought out a large fish bowl with an odd creature inside. It looked like a white cat that had wing/flap thinks similar to a sting ray. It was dead, but perfectly preserved in the liquid inside the bowl. My son asked "What if it's still alive mommy?" I said "It can't be sweetie, it's been in this bowl, dead for years." Then the creature's eyes opened, and it rotated around in the bowl slowly to look at us. The eyes blinked a few times, and I could tell that it was breathing inside the liquid. I was thinking about how to save the thing's life, and then HOW the fuck is this thing even alive? And I said "Oh, it's not, I'm dreaming wooHOOOOOO"

I immediately got up and started pacing, way to excitedly. I remembered the last DEILD chain I had where I kept waking up because I didn't calm down. So I looked at my hands for about a minute, turning them around, and calming down. I always have the most perfect manicure in my LDs, I don't know why. Love it. I remembered that I wanted to do the lucid task of the month before the month was over, so I looked on the ground for a shadow. Fortunately, even though it was late, the backyard flood lights in my dream were working, you know, the kind that makes you have like 5 different shadows. So I squatted down on the ground and grabbed the middle shadow by the foot, and ripped it off. The shadow began to slowly crawl up the side of the house, then it darted around the corner to the side of the house. I chased it all the way to the front yard and caught it. But then I started to get blind in my left eye again. I even tested it: I closed my left eye, I could see just fine. I closed my right eye, and I couldn't see at all, and I could feel the dream start to slip. So I clapped my hands and yelled "More lucidity, and more LIGHT please." It came back a little bit, but it was still kinda hazy. Then I woke up.

I should have looked at my hands again, or looked for a mirror. I'll remember next time, I'm getting good at remembering what I need to in my LDs. I'm super proud of myself, the last task of the month I accomplished was back in 2005 or so, when Seeker challenged us to chase a duck. And even then, I think I was only able to form one out of clay. Don't think I actually chased it.

Note to self: I fell asleep around 2am, woke up at 7am to feed the dogs, went back to sleep at about 7:45, and woke up from the LD at 11am.

Been having alot of stress in real life concerning the arrival of our new bakery ATL. They used to be here as long as they wanted, then the3y said they had to "step up or step down", then they made them rotate from store to store every year, and NOW it's every 6 months. I've known Egil for 5 years, just not personally. Always seemed really nice. But our TL is a bit crazy, and I always kinda depended on having that nice buffer between me and the psycho. So now, every 6 months, who knows what we're gonna get. I admit, it's nice having a productive male around, seems to help temper the angry goddess when she has a bout of "I NEED A SCAPEGOAT NOW!!!"

That said, the dream: Instead of a bakery, it was set in a room that looked just like the genetics lab from when I was in pre-med in college. Egil was there on his first day on our team, going from table to table, managing over some task. I can't remember what the task was exactly, but when it was time to clean up, there was literally, a ton of shit on my table. It was like someone had pooped into 3 bowls, then dumped them on my table. So I had to clean up 3 bowl-shaped poops off my table. But I remember thinking, I needed to clean this up and make a good first impression. I wiped off as much as I could with a dry paper towel (BAD idea) into the trash can. The biggest poop globs went into the trash, but the dry paper towel just smeared soooo much of the poop all over the edge of the table. I went to get some spic&span then woke up.

On a side note, when the first real life day came where I worked with Egil, it went fine. I really did have to do alot of work and cleaning to be impressive, but thankfully, there was no LITERAL poop.

That guy with one of those food shows, either on travel channel or foodnetwork, I can't remember. But he's a smarmy looking bastard. [edit] It was Troy Johnson from CRAVE [/edit] He was in my dream last night and he was trying to bag me I guess. He just kept hanging around me all day while I was practicing my music. I'm thinking that I was going for the opera thing again, I was at the piano, (in a huge gorgeous, albeit dark house that resembled the one from The Others), working on "Dove Sono" from Le Nozze di Figaro. He was doing and saying all the right things, being complimentary and attentive, but I knew what he wanted. Finally I said I had to go, or he needed to go, can't remember which. So he used the "bye now" as an opportunity to give me a bye-bye hug. I thought I'd just be nice and do the hug, but he went in for two smooches. Felt goooooooooooooooooooood, but I refused to be drawn into the evil web of the smarmy 'bad boy.' So I pushed him away with a firm 'fuck off', and was thankful my boyfriend hadn't walked in on that shit (see guys, when chics grow up, they don't go for that shit anymore, even if it feels good). Woke up.

Had another dream about traveling in an RV, and sleeping in a driveway, but, ehh.

The other night I dreamed that there was a ghost living under my son's bed. It was trying to take him. There was this paranormal vortex under the bed that the ghost was trying to pull him through. I don't know what was causing it to fail. All I remember was that my mom was the only one who could see the actual ghost. She said that at night, she could see these wispy, smoke-like hands coming out from under the bed, grasping my son's ankles and throat. Nothing happened, as if the ghost's appendages lacked the corporeal matter to do any harm. At any rate, I wanted to see this for myself. So I took a picture with my digital camera the next time my mom saw the ghost. Sure enough, you could see the hands grabbing at my son. I was so scared, but I remember having this feeling of anger and bravery overwhelming me. I ran to my son's bed and beat at the air surrounding it, until I could feel a swift breeze sweeping under the bed as fast as it could go. I crawled under the bed, screaming at the creature, and sweeping my hands over the floor. I could feel a strong suction, like there was a passage to another dimension under the bed. Then I woke up.

Creepy.

Forgot to post this one from the other night.

I was walking down Clark, and Danny was on his way to work. He gave me a call because he wanted me to look at the sky. There was a huge streak through some clouds, like something really big had flown between them and split them apart. I looked over the field and there was a giant black owl, the size of a bus, flying past the field. The feather on the head were dark luminescent green. It was looking at the field, like it was hunting. A girl was walking around there, and the owl spotted it. It zoomed down and knocked her down with its giant talons, and I heard her let out a horrible cry of pain. My instinct was to run back home, but I said awww fuck it I'll help her. I ran to the girl, and what looked like the giant owl about to prey upon her. But by the time I got there, the owl took off his head, and I realized it was a costume. And this emo kid was inside, and the girl had been his sister. Guess he just wanted to play a practical joke on her. She wasn't too pissed. I guess because the giant god damn owl costume could actually fly, hell yeah!

I've been watching too much LOST and WALKING DEAD. This dream was a combo of sorts. Sadly, non-lucid, but I blame the horrible thunderstorm we had last night through this morning.

The whole dream was pretty much me watching it. I wasn't a part of it at all until the end. The pretty brunette from LOST was basically the star, and the rest were random DCs. It was one of those furture dystopias where most of the human population had turned to zombies. Brunette, and her father, a doctor, had taken refuge with a handful of others in a cave, high up on a mountain. There was a trailer further down, that served as kind of a lookout post, and a medical supply storage. Brunette was talking with this one dude in the trailer, and he said he loved her. But she didn't love him. He grabbed her and tried to kiss her anyway, but she pushed him away really hard. Then something weird happened: somehow, the rejection was so intense for him, he developed an aneurism. But this aneurism was special, of course. It protruded from his temple; a softball sized mass of throbbing bloodvessels could be seen just under the skin. Also, half of his brain unraveled and fell out of the back of his skull like a dangling mass of intestines. Hehe, poor dude. That's what my subconscious will do to you if you mess with chicks. Anyway, brunette called her father to help. Father said he needed some more supplies to help the guy. Guy was unconscious and lying on a cot in the trailer. Brunette grabbed a friend of hers and went down the mountain on a 10-speed bike to find a respirator and ampules of whatever nonsense was needed to help Guy.

Brunette and Friend arrived at a car dealership, where the Owner had somehow managed to recluse himself there without getting discovered by zombies. He was very obsessed with his cars, and couldn't bear to leave the dealership. Apparently he had the stuff they needed. Owner wouldn't part with the stuff without something in return. Somehow, Brunette had the only key to a brown Volkswagen beetle that was his favorite. Brunette said he could have the key for 1 minute, start the engine, and feel like he was racing or something. He agreed. After 60 seconds of making vroom vroom noises, the girls left with the needed supplies.

They raced back up the mountain on the 10-speed. They had to be back at the cave by 7pm because, no matter who was in or out, they closed the opening. They were almost back, but they rounded the last turn too sharp and fell off the side of the mountain. The bike and supplies fell down about 50 feet, but the girls managed to cling to some rock. They looked down and noticed the equipment wasn't damaged, only a few ampules broke. They were about to go get it, when they saw these 2 little blond girls, who looked like sisters, playing on the road where the stuff fell. "Where did you two come from?" "We live in the mountain, just there." The blondes pointed to this giant opening in the side of the mountain. The Brunettes climbed down, and looked inside. It was a HUGE warehouse full of food and supplies, neatly stacked to the ceiling. There were lots of well kept people there, moving stuff around and cleaning up. The blondes invited the brunettes in. The Brunettes said they had to hurry and deliver the medical supplies before 7pm. "What time do you guys keep your door open at night?" "4am." "Cool!"

The Brunettes returned to the giant warehouse just after successfully delivering the supplies to the doctor. The Brunettes went inside, and just beyond the warehouse, was a mansion, carved out from deep inside the mountain. People lived there, reading by the light of beautiful lamps, lounging around on opulent, antique furniture. One of the guys was young, looked like he could be from Egypt, and really really cute. I suddenly became the Brunette, and got to make out with him. So the next day, we took Egypt to the trailer to check on Guy, We hung out there, keeping watch for zombies until he got better. It was high dessert, so the nights were freezing cold. We all sat on top of the trailer, keeping watch. I wondered if it would be safe to light a fire up there, I was so cold.

That's all I remember. I never saw any actual zombies. There was just always this eminent fear that one would round the corner, just past the trailer. Oh yeah, one night before all the drama, Brunette almost didn't return in time. Doctor was closing the hatch, but she showed up just in time. It was a mega panic moment.

Woohoo, broke my dry spell!! Well, sorta. They were brief, mini-lucids. But I credit lower stress and better sleep to my new health regimen. As usual, it was after 7am when I got Chris back to school, and I went back to sleep to try to DEILD. The supplements were making me a little to awake, so I wasn't sure if I could get back to sleep but I finally did.

Three times in a row I went to sleep and never lost awareness. They weren't even DEILDs this time, just a bunch of mini-WILDS. After a loong WBTB (sorry for all the acronyms, I've been studying ). So each time, I opened my eyes in bed, and realized immediately I was lucid. So I hopped out of bed, and went immediately to the bedroom door to begin my journey. But I felt sooo sluggish. I couldn't even open one of my eyes. Before I could even get to the door, my lucidity faded back to awakeness. Really smooth transitions though. It happened 2 more times, and each time I tried to get to the door faster, push through the sluggishness harder, but same ending. I realized well after I woke up, that I should have done the opposite: relaxed, look at my hands, slowly go to the mirror. Oh yeah, in one of them I looked in the mirror on our dresser, but it was too dark to see my face. Oh well, I'm happy nevertheless. I had some FAs too, where I though my cell was vibrating, and I kept checking the time.

Anyway, in the non-lucid, it was present day, but we all lived with my parents, along with my childhood best friend's older brother, Michael. Only he was still a teenager. He was living with us because (just like IRL), he was getting into alot of trouble. Even been in jail. The weird thing though, oh yeah, besides the fact that I was pregnant again and due any minute, was the fact that the last time Michael had gone to jail, some kid karate chopped a thick nerve on the back of his neck. You could actually see it (looked more like a tendon), broken under the skin. This severed nerve caused a phobia of the dark for him. Long story short, my mom and Danny's kids took Michael to the hospital to get the nerve fixed, while my step-dad and Chris stayed to take me to the hospital in case I went into labor. The last part of the dream was me fighting with my son, Chris. I was calling him over to tell him thank you for deciding to be one of the ones to stay with me. But he was being a tool. He finally walked over to me, but I gave him the hand. "No no, nevermind. I was just going to thank you for staying." "But mom.." "NEVERMIND." "Waaah."

The End.

I just remember dreaming about being at an airport, and not wanting to go where I was going.

I have airport dreams ALOT. They are usually not pleasant. Usually I'm late, or lost, or lost my luggage, or lost someone. Once I dreamed that I lost my son at the airport. I had the stroller but it was empty. Horrible! I need to do RCs since I fly alot anyway.

1. These 2 ladies were knocking at my door, looking all irritated with me because they were in a hurry to get inside. Dumb me let them in (they were soooo rude), and they each carried a crockpot to the kitchen table. One pot had some cooked chicken bites, and the other one had green beans. Basically they were welling their own brand of all natural canned foods with no preservatives. One lady shoved a forkfull of beans in my mouth, and I had to agree, they didn't taste like they came out of a can. I was about to try the chicken, and contemplating actually buying some, when the dream changed.

2. I had to repair a cake at work. It was supposed to either be a nativity scene, or a beach scene. Whoever had started the cake, made the whole thing with blue icing, and built a fondant structure on top that was shaped like a pentagon. I had to whip up some more buttercream first, and while that was going, I thought I could make a pretty good beach scene. If I got some rainbow colored buttercream going, I figured I could make the pentagon structure look like a beach umbrella. I woke up from that dream after they put a bunch of ladders up at work in place of the stairs, and I kept falling from them.

I had another baby. A little girl with perfect peaches and cream skin and blue eyes, really petite (not premature). I remember breast-feeding her, and it was such a cute bonding moment. (UGH is just started raining harder IRL, I'm putting this here so when I reread my post I'll remember to turn on the pump). She was a ridiculously smart baby, or advanced, or magic or something, because after 2 days, she was able to getup and follow me out of the room because she wanted to be near me. And she started talking back to Danny. We were like WTF.

Later in the dream, it turned out Voldemort abducted her because of her skills or whatever. I was inconsolable, save for the fact that we had actually had ANOTHER baby, right before the little girl. But because he was a boy and didn't have pretty blue eyes, I had put him in a little magical marble bag and forgot about him, until the girl got abducted. So I took him out of the bag, and pondered magically altering his eye color. I decided to love him just as he was anyway.

Lol, isn't that awful?!

I had some other dreams earlier in the night but I forgot them.

I don't remember the order of all my dreams last night, so I'm just going to itemize what I remember.

1. The Russians who hacked DV turned to be the ones who made the DreamViews.org site as well, in order to trick us. Everyone was soooooooooo sad, I felt horrible. That's all I remember from that fragment. That and being relieved when I woke up briefly from it hehe.

2. I randomly became lucid in the middle of a dream, a DILD due to WBTB. I was in the small, cozy fire-lit living room of a cabin way up in some mountains. There were a few nameless people on the sofa, and I pondered some lucid sex, but then I thought naaaah, I want to try something else for a change. Of course I forgot them all in the moment (of course), so I just defaulted to flying. Unfortunately I suffer from vertigo sometimes, even in a lucid dream when I know it's not real. I get that woozy feeling in my stomach that's unbearable. So I rarely fly, or jump high, or jump from great heights in LDs. Which is unfortunate, because after I got back down, I went to this large window in the room, opened it, and about 50 - 100 feet below was this vast, icy tundra. It was dusk, so everything looked blue and silvery. And cold cold cold. I wanted to explore it SO BAD, but.... vertigo. Also, after I flew, I started to lose the LD because the vertigo sensations were causing me to lose lucidity. So I stopped, spoke my 'more lucidity please' mantra. Looked down at my hands, and went to my ever obedient lucid mirror. I looked close, opened my eyes really wide like I always do, but this time it was a bit different. Instead of the pupils shrinking down to the size of pinholes, they were slits, like a cat's or a snake's. And instead of that glittering, emerald color, they were golden yellow. I laughed to myself and said, "Wow, I just had a Voldemort moment."

3. I left that room at some moment, and ended up in a room that was completely dark. I yelled "Lights" .. "Light PLEASSE" .. "Let There Be LIGHT" .. even "FIRE!!!" But it wouldn't light up. So I kept walking and ended up in the same living room, same boring people on the sofa. I turned around and saw a bright kitchen. I went to the kitchen and saw a pretty brunette preparing food on and island counter. I thought, meh, why not. I did her in 3 different positions, but I didn't get off. Mainly because I don't really like women as much as I like men I guess hehe.

4. Then some dream fragments that I may add later but I gotta go make lunch.

That's all.

I didn't think I'd be able to have a successful LD this morning because of too many sounds and people and interruptions and cell phones and dogs, but I finally DEILDed and felt that naughty demon grab me and hold me from behind. I tried to flip him over but this time he remained steadfast and glued to my back. Completely lucid and ready for battle, I stood up on my bed. He was still hanging on, dumb dick. So I jumped up, and off the side of the bed, using the edge of my mattress as a 'scraper' and the demon peeled right off, and landed on my bed with a plop. Already having taken the form of a pretty brunette woman, she lay there, unmoving, in a near vegetative state. I won. I disrobed her, whipped out my man junk, and went to town. Of course I woke up too soon, spoils of victory taste tooooo gooooood.

I woke up but was able to go right back to it, this time she was more blondish. I wanted to do everything that Alyzarin and I had discussed, because I was bound and determined to make this a full victory. So I got out of bed, went to my bathroom, and looked at my reflection in the mirror. As always, my obedient doppelganger's eyes turned almost a lime green, with little silver sparkles that moved over almost gel-like irises, nearly devoid of pupils. I looked down at my hand, moved it back and forth a bit, and felt my lucidity temporarily stabilized.

I went back to bed and started to do my thing to the demon bitch again, but I woke up again.

IT WAS SO FUN.
High 5, Aly!

Some non lucid dream fragments:

Danny had let me sleep in until 1:11pm on our day off and went to walmart to get some shopping done. But this walmart was a superwalmart fused with a central market. We did like we usually do and split up the grocery list to get things done faster (because he bugs me when we shop together in real life, makes me go too fast when I want to browse more. So I split the list up and give him the most mundane things, and I keep the few fun things for myself. That way we finish about the same time, and don't fight at the grocery store). We were having an all seafood dinner party, so I went straight to the seafood section at the walmart side of the store. I wanted to get scallops and calamari, but I wanted to look at what they had that was freshest for that day, so I let some people go ahead of me. When I was ready, no one would wait on me. There were like 5 people behind the counter but they were all busy with other tasks. I noticed twin old ladies working there, and I wondered if they had been working there since the dawn of time. One of them, instead of asking if I needed help, asked ME if I knew how to work their phone in back. I said Nooooooo, sorry. Another old, italian mama kind of woman offered me a sample of smoked scallops on a skewer, that were blackened with balsamic. I tried it, it was good, but then she disappeared. Pretty soon there were no more customers, and the counter was completely empty.

Frustrated, I went to the seafood section on the Wal-mart side of the store. Just as I approached the counter, Danny called my cell to see where I was and if I was done. I said I was on the wal-mart side and to meet me at the seafood counter, and that I had to hang up because my phone started to fall apart in my hands. This dream is soooo boring. I'm boring myself just typing it. I was met immediately at the counter by a nice guy, just as Danny approached. I told Danny about my frustrations at the other counter blah blah blah

- black eel spider that tastes like dried out gritty crab
- excellent guest service, the guy wouldn't give up until I got all the stuff from my list
- frozen tri colored calamari heads stuffed with (get this) "Phh Strep Seeds" What is the FUCK are those!!! haha
- a call form someone saying Natalie and Amy couldn't make it to the dinner party

That's all I remember.

I was worried about DEILDing this morning in real life when I went back to bed because Danny just got off his night shift, and I've never tried to DEILD with him sleeping in bed next to me. You know, like I was afraid I would have a hard time discerning the difference between waking up for real or a false awakening. I'm also afraid that if I shout "More Lucidity", then real life Danny will hear me lol. But I managed it anyway.

I fell back to sleep on my side facing away from Danny, and had a non lucid dream about a really large guy with black hair and a mustache and glasses, who grabbed me. I woke up briefly, then fell back to sleep. I felt the WILD vibrations creep up behind me (kind of like when I feel Demon Danny climb on my back), but since I was on my side, I felt him creep up behind me and grab me and hold me really tight. I could even feel his hands lock around my stomach, and his thumb moved over mine in an attempt to hold my hands, almost romantically. I held his hands and looked behind me to make sure it was a dream and not Danny in real life. Nope, it was the guy from the previous dream, though he had shrunk down some. He still looked like the guy, but he was more Danny-sized now. So I turned to face him and then rolled on top of him. I put my hand on his face and tried to lean in for a kiss and the bastard bit me! Just like in the other one, he started to lose his control over his human form, and in defense I guess, he bit down on my hand and wouldn't let go. So I did like I do with my dogs, "No biting,... NOOO BIIITING, easy, easy, be niiiiice, no biting." And I was able to get my hand out. I then wanted to do like I had discussed with Alyzarin, and I got up to go check my refection in the bathroom mirror. But as soon as I got out of bed, and tried to turn toward the bathroom, the dream faded and I woke up.

But only briefly; I fell back to sleep immediately, and like the previous dream, I felt the creature creep up behind me and hold me tightly again. (I guess he just wants to spoon lol). I tried to just, grab his stuff and have him do me from behind, but his form was starting to morph or something. I knew I had to work quickly, so spun around and flipped him over and got on top, and pulled his pants down. But as soon as I managed to get his junk in the right place, it melted away. I was able to will it back, but then the dream started to fade again. So I shouted More Lucidity which helped a little, then I looked over my hand, turned it around a bit, and that locked things in place for a bit. I looked back down at the creature, and now he was Demon Danny (I knew it all along). I was able to get partial penetration, but then he started to shrivel down in size. So not fuckable (my lucid sexual partners tend to shrink and shrivel or suddenly). So I put my hands on his stomach and moved them outward while saying "GROW". He grew back to about 95% of his original size, good enough. That was my first attempt, and success, of willing a shrunken DC to grow back in size. I got on top of him, again, and his junk melted, again, then I woke up.

BALLS, I should have gone to the bathroom mirror. I also should have just said fuck it, flipped him over on his belly and whipped out MY junk. My lucid cock never fails me. The fucker bites me again, that's EXACTLY what's going to happen.

Still, yay lucids!