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RareCola's Night-Time Routine Guide for Dream Recall and Lucidity

It seems night-time routines are severely overlooked and I've been getting a lot of questions since mentioning in the Dream View Academy class about what I do before bed, so I figured I would go ahead and write a guide. I'm still fairly new to lucid dreaming myself and I don't claim that this guide will be 100% accurate, but I've had success with this method and other people have too, so I figured I would share it!

This guide is quite a long one, but I've tried to include everything I find important so I would highly suggest giving it a chance and reading the entire thing.

From my research, I've found that preparing your mind for lucid dreaming and dream recall is one of the most important steps. You can't expect to have much luck if, when going to bed, you lay down in bed, repeat a few mantras and fall asleep. Properly preparing your mind and relaxing your body, as well as having a good sleep pattern is essential.

So, where do you begin?
I think the first basic thing is to make your bedroom a sanctuary. You sleep so much better when you have a clean, quiet and fresh-smelling bedroom, I find it even helps to have a window slightly open at night time to have a constant source of fresh air, though some people can't deal with the sound. I also think it's important to keep your bed entirely for sleeping, when you use your bed for sleeping and sleeping alone your mind subconsciously associates your bed with sleep and you automatically become tired when you're in it.

Preparation
If you're one of those people who immediately go to sleep when you get in bed, I suggest starting by going to bed 15-30 minutes earlier than usual.

After completing all your usual routine, begin by opening up your dream journal to a clean page and noting the date for tomorrow as well as the current time and leave a space for the time when you wake up.

If you'd like, you can even prepare a space on the page to list keywords for the dream so that it's easier to pick out dream signs. It may also be helpful to read over your dreams from the night before just so the dream state is fresh in your memory.

Relaxation
Next, you can begin relaxation techniques. I think one of the best ways to improve dream recall and lucidity frequency is to shorten the time it takes to get to sleep, by shortening the time you keep all your intent in your head without letting your mind to wander as you attempt to fall asleep. Relaxation techniques are a great way to shorten the time it takes to fall asleep. Everyone is different so you need to find one that works for you, some prefer simple meditation or reading a fictional book, others the complex 61-point relaxation technique or stretches. There are plenty of other people who know far more about relaxation techniques than me, so I suggest you do your own research into what you think would work for you. Only things I would say to avoid are TV, computer or any other screens as well as anything that engages your brain too heavily. I would also suggest to have dim lighting during this time to make your mind realise that it is night time and you'll soon be sleeping.

Dream Incubation
Once you're sufficiently relaxed, I usually move on to dream incubation. While the usual intention of dream incubation is to actually incubate a dream, and it does a great job at that, when I do it the incubation isn't my goal. I simply dream incubate to prepare my mind, the dream state is quite unique and I think it does wonders to get your mind into the dream state of being before you even go to sleep.

Sit up in bed in a comfortable position. I suggest sitting up as I find after my relaxation techniques I can fall asleep within minutes if I lay down while doing this, and while falling asleep is the goal here I think it's good to allow yourself to stay awake for 5-10 minutes purely dream incubating before you sleep.

Once you're comfortable, but not comfortable enough that you think you could easily fall asleep, close your eyes and begin dream incubating. You can either pull a dream scene from a previous dream, create an entirely new one or use a scene from a TV show or movie. I suggest starting out from a non-lucid perspective. See yourself in the dream following out the story, how would the place smell? How would it feel? How would you feel? What can you hear? Make sure to pick a scene that engages all of your senses and truly picture how it would feel to be in this dream. If you're doing it well you can get to a point where you are imagining the dream so clearly it can feel like controlled hypnagogic imagery.

When you feel you're fully immersed in the scene, imagine what it would be like to become lucid. Think about how your awareness would pick up on the inconsistencies in the dream and see yourself performing reality checks and getting that "Wow! I'm dreaming!" notion. From there start imagining obviously lucid scenes, like taking off and flying over the landscape, or using magical powers. Anything that you would want to do in a lucid dream.

After 5-10 minutes of incubating, hopefully you're still awake, from here you can lay down in your favourite sleeping position and start drifting off. If you're relaxed enough and in the perfect mindset for sleep, it should take you no more than 5-10 more minutes before you're asleep. During this time you can continue practicing your dream incubation, only this time swapping between that and your chosen mantra or even combining the two and saying the mantra while you're incubating. The last thing you want in your head before you fall asleep is the mantra and/or the dream scene, any other thoughts should just drift by and not be focused on while falling asleep.

WBTB Implementation
You can implement this routine with your WBTB for increased effectiveness. The relaxation portion isn't as needed here, maybe perform something quick if you've done a lot during your WBTB session and feel any kind of tension. Though you can implement the dream incubation before you return to sleep, only this time with a really focused intent that you will recognise that you are dreaming and you will become lucid, don't doubt this at all, don't even hope that you'll become lucid as there is no need to hope for something that you are sure will happen. Get it into your mind that when you next wake up, you will be recalling your lucid dream.

Final Notes
The key with making a night-time routine is to find something that works for you. It helps to have a completely unique routine specific to you, as long as it involves the fundamentals of preparing mind and body.

If you have any success with this technique, please let me know! I'd love to hear your stories.

D1 - I am standing infront of my class. Rows and rows of DV Academy students. Right class today your challenge is to create your own mech totem. Students begin producing mech of all types and colours, nice vivid greens, yellows and browns. Multicoloured.
I stop the children *cough* students with a tu tu tarooo (sound effect from steins gate) so cool!!
The students get carried away producing more and more mechs...despite many tu tu tarooos they just keep on...nvm

D2 - On holiday staying in very drab accomodation. White walls and view of boring building, ugh. Room is partitioned off from partners section by white curtain (like a hospital one).
I go pull down large white blind over window. Then head off out of room to what seems like a kitchen/lounge area there I find two people.
I have sex with one then go back to bedroom after arranging to meet up with them later to spend the night.

D3- At a familar playground in a park I stand waiting. It is dark and overcast then it starts to rain heavily. In the downpour I put on plastic bags over my shoes as the water is rising fast. I wade across the playground, I also put on a swimming hat to protect my hair
I head to where my group are huddled under some trees. My way is temporarily blocked by a tiny man being carried. He looks tiny in his smart black suit and little trilby hat when compared with the gigantic gorilla of a man that is carrying him in a dark heavy coat.
It reminds me of a pantomime costume where one person is the head and one the body.

april, 2010

Nighttime, I find myself walking in a path through high hills and some mountains, I see a refuge, a mountain shelter or something like that, the lights inside are on and I can notice some people motion; I move to that way and I walk in: i'm in a pub, two big rooms at my left and right side, many boys and girls sat at the tables sipping their drinks. On a table, between other young people, I see a girl, a dear friend of mine and colleague and I think: “ ah, she's here too!”...i start to observe through people to see if I find someone else I know, but the only familiar person's just my friend who's talking with girls; she sees me and comes to me, and maybe a bit dunk because of some beers she comes closer staggering, she grabs the collar of my coat to leave it right after and seems she's moving out but she says me to follow her and she adds she wants to give herself..! “You wouldn't do this in real life, I would like too in this moment but I think it could bother you if I use you like this..” (unnecessary paranoia, a dream's just a dream, an elaborate perception of one's thoughts, but that moment I was feeling such a sense of respect and friendship for her that I kept refusing!) At this point she says she wants stay in the car; I got there on foot, it doesn't occur to me to fly, so I think my car is not far from us, I picture it in my mind and instantly I teleport myself in front of it. “Good” I think, “now I leave so she cannot reach me” but she appears soon after so as other people from the pub. I think “ok, I'll take her under my control”. I could easily run away from that situation, I knew I could but I did want to be clear with that friend-mental projection, and I would have told her the next day i'd have seen her, proving her my respect...i quickly teleport myself in the car, directly founding myself with seat-belt on and my hands on the wheel, I don't even have time to go that my friend sits next to me, insisting she wanna give herself, again; she's taking of her coat, with seat-belt still on...so at this point I get it off and I make her vanish! I turn the car on and I star driving not planning where to go but I keep thinking what's just happened, doubts start coming up! “ was it really good for her? Was it worth it that I refused her to show respect, even if in a dream...? ” then i've had enough and I wake up.

I was on a ship with some characters from Fullmetal Alchemist. Roy Mustang and Risa Hawkeye stand out. The ship was attacked by a giant crab creature and sunk. I come to on a square island. Risa was examining a much smaller version of the crab that attacked us that was on the beach. one of the surviving crew members apparently found it. I took some time and examined it as well.

the creature looked like a version of this insect with very light coloring. it's meat was a very light color and partially transparent and overall the insects shape was much more pointed. there was a metal fork stuck underneath the meat. I assumed the fork was covering a stinger and shouldn't be messed with.

I was searching for worms in the rain on the square island. the color of the world around me seemed to have faded. there was a raised garden between two buildings that I was searching for worms in so I didn't need to bend over.

There was a grand mistake, an oversight on my part. with heavy heart, I told the person in front of me I needed to go back in time and try again. I knew the timeline I was in currently would continue and I would move to another timeline. I activated my time power and replayed the previous scenes with the knowledge of how they would turn out. the dialogue changed in these scenes.
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I have a vague memory of seeing Nomad. we are outside near an intersection that I remember well from my hometown. we are just talking about whatever. the conversation briefly turns to relationships. he mentions that winterfae only exists in dreams I get surprised that he said that and it confuses me. my memory of reading his task of the year dream plays. my memory fails after this point.

Dream: A Continuous Trip in the City
I get on a tram in the center, right as I get in and the doors close, I see that there are ticket inspectors standing in their blue uniforms. I don't have a ticket! I panic and try to open the door of the tram but it starts moving. Defeated, I wait for them to come and give me a fine. They stand there, doing nothing, not checking anyone's tickets. Outside, I see the streets are chocking with blue uniformed ticket inspectors between the tall buildings. Is this some kind of campaign?

I get off the next stop, it's right by the large cathedral. It's a grey day, snow is on the ground. I see that a paramilitary nationalist group is attacking a ministry building. It's a stand still, the nationalists wait outside as the soldiers in fatigues defend the ministry in a snow fort kind of thing. The nationalists have a snow complex across the road as well. I go toward the nationalists line, as if I was a bystander just looking around. I keep in mind that I shouldn't say anything, my accent will aggravate these people, they're usually racists after all. The soldiers defending the ministry pelt me with snowballs from across the street, they all miss. As one comes in I'm able to catch it in the air. This impresses the nationalists.

I walk down into the snow complex, as if I'm an embedded reporter, I think to myself, reporting from the front lines. My friends will be jealous. I see people inside, there is a ceiling and everything, this place looks like a room from the inside. I hear a woman in fatigues, surely a part of the group, speaking with a Russian accent. How are they OK with that? Is it that she gave up her Russian identity to join them?

A middle-eastern man is there, which surprises me. He is there with an elder from his village, he wants a divorce from his wife and they are in negotiations. What a weird group to negotiate something like that. The place has lots of shelves, it looks like there are manga and comic volumes in here.

I meet my sister in the city center where she worked in a courtyard. I see how one of the women who works at a store locks up for the night, a long process. Turning off the lights, the shop is going to reopen in two hours. What's the point of closing for only two hours?!

Inside a shop my sister shows me the inside of a discount coffee machine. I look into it and it is covered in a white grease, lard, that has brown discoloration. It must be a cleaning agent. I see the lard coming out of a nozzle like soft-serve ice cream. It's actually making coffee out of lard. My sister says this coffee is free that comes out of this machine. Seeing the process, I understand why.

A stink begins to creep in the store. I go into the hall where the other store entrances are, it's like rotten eggs. Where is it coming from? My sister tells me to go find out. I walk down the hall and to the end I see some middle-aged guys in glasses looking at a ventilation vent. They work at the photoshop at the end of the hall, they are going to fix it. Walking back I see Rick from Rick & Morty has a shop here too, it's is a dark blue shack with a tiled hexagon design to it.

I go to the store in the hall, it has sandwich coolers full of lunch items. There is a lot of fruit there. I see Jennifer Aniston by the checkout lines she's eating a bowl of corn flakes and says that they are a new kind of cereal she eats. What is she going on about? Corn flakes have been around for over a hundred years!

I look at the fruit in the coolers, lots of exotic fruit as well. I'm glad they have this option these days. I talk to my sister, I mention wanting to eat only fruit for lunch. She is skeptical of the idea.

We go downstairs with an escalator, there is a bookstore there that also sells art supplies, it looks very modern. I look at some of the stuff. I flip through a comic book volume with a distinctive style. The lines are bold and the shading is delicate. The main character is a anthropomorphic illuminati sign, like Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls. How isn't this copy right infringement? I see A3 paper and coloring pencils going for less than a euro a piece. I fish through my pockets and find two euro coins, I can get them! I pick them up but the paper is hard to get out of the sales bin, I then give up, I want to save the money for coffee with a friend later. Walking away, I tell my sister I already have a lot of art supplies, in a way I just wanted to buy the idea of making art, instead of the hard and sometimes frustrating process of actually making it.

Morning of September 19, 2015. Saturday.



I am searching for particular versions of a song that seems to be very important. I seem to be searching for information on it as well as supposedly rare recordings. It is the song “Liebestraum”, which I vaguely hear in the background at many points (as if of a dream within a dream). I am not sure why I need all of the rare copies of this music. I hear a beautiful slower orchestral version as well as other versions.

At one point, I start to think about how it is seemingly in waltz time, which surprises me somewhat in my absentminded reflections. Later, an unknown elderly lady tells me that my pronunciation of “Liebestraum” is incorrect and that it is pronounced like “life a soul”, which I do not question or in fact, even associate with English words for whatever reason. I am also curious about what “Liebestraum” means, though finding the actual music seems a lot more important than the title.

I manage to find a few less rare recordings of the music. I visit a library-like setting. I reflect on how the various chord-like structures flow throughout the music, seeming perfect in their transitions.

At one point, there is something about a militant group pretending to be passive and understanding of another group. It seems relevant to perhaps the late 1700s. It seems they pretend to be victims of a war or at least with fake injuries. I think they have the goal to infiltrate the other group eventually, but the concept is not fully clear. One (unknown) male has bandaged arms and the kind group carries him in a stretcher back to their location. However, there is not drama or personal threat at any point.

I do not remember hearing or playing “Liebestraum” in over thirty years (at least of which I remember). It means “Love Dream”, which I did not seem to know at all in my dream. I know that I did not know the meaning when I played it as a child.

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City under attack
I'm in a car with Pete - he's driving. We're driving through a sparse coastal city heading for the coast. Now we're driving right along the coast. Looking out my window, I can see a fence just beyond the road. Beyond the fence is a nice smooth beach and some clear, light blue water. Ahead, in the near distance, I see our destination: a break in the fence and a road that goes down into the water. I know there's something we need to pick up that's next to the short strip of road before the water.

Up ahead, I see a handful of low "sky scrapers." As I'm looking at them, a strange plane flies over them. I think it looks like a short SR-71 with canards near the front of the pointy part - but the outline of the canards is very rounded, like an oval got shoved through the fuselage. As I'm watching, I see missiles drop from under the plane and shoot forwards, heading off to something behind us and to our left. I cry out, and Pete asks what's wrong - he didn't see it. I point out the plane, and he tells me I must have been mistaken - until it lets loose with more missiles. A couple more of the same kind of plane show up and start attacking whatever it is.

I try to call my wife to make sure she's OK, but the phone just rings and rings. I realize my phone is out of minutes and I'll need to buy more before I can call her. Now I'm at some kind of kiosk with giant buttons trying to buy more minutes, but the machine isn't cooperating with me.

Fragment: Something about a couple of women, identical twins, who are dragon hunters.

First part

I woke up in my bed. It was an early morning. I looked through the window, I couldn't see anything through the dense fog. I took on clothes - jeans trousers and a dark blue hoodie. I went to the kitchen to eat a breakfast, and saw that my whole family was there, eating their breakfast. I looked through the window in the kitchen, and this time I could see my cousin and my friend. The fog was still dense.

I took my backpack and went outside to greet them, but cousin disappeared somewhere, leaving my friend alone. The fog have dispersed, but it started to rain. We wandered the rainy streets of our hometown, going to the bus stop. We stopped near a shop though, because shoelaces in my right shoe untied. I dropped my backpack on the ground, and started to tie it.

The bus appeared then, but it haven't stopped at the bus stop. I tied the shoe quickly, and ran towards the bus. I forgot the backpack though, and had to run back. I took it and ran back to my friend. He told me that we're going to his car, and that I shouldn't rush towards the bus.

We entered his car and drove to the closest supermarket. We were walking around shelves filled with random products, looking for things from buy list. After we took all of the things he wanted to buy, I asked him "Where are we going now?" He replied "To home." For a while I considered if I should go to school, but I decided to drive somewhere with my friend.

We picked up another friend on the way, and drove to a restaurant. The walls were painted red, firniture was made out of mahogany, and chairs had red upholstery. They ordered something to eat. I told them that I'm not hungry. My teacher joined us - a blonde woman in early fifties. She was wearing a red dress. She asked me "Do you know who Rzecki was?" I remained silent for a while. She got nervous and told "I haven't expected that you won't know! Rzecki, the boiler room worker!" Then she left us.

Suddenly cameramen with actors entered the restaurant. They were going to make a movie, but first they told everyone inside to pose for a picture. I hidden somewhere in the crowd, and after the picture was taken, I sat back with my friends. A girl from my class joined us, and told us something, then she was trying to go out, but cameramen stopped her. They wanted to give her a role in their movie.

Part two

I told my friends that I'll be back in a moment, then I left the restaurant. Goind through the doors I found myself in ruins of a metropoly. Looking back I could only see a burning building, nothing more. There was a flat nearby, I thought that I could hide there for a while.

The streets were empty, so no one seen me. I ran to the closest house and hidden in a dark corner. Only then I saw that the room wasn't empty. A zombie composed solely of fire was shambling inside. I didn't knew what to do. I looked around, and found a wrench, then I saw that gas pipe was open. I rushed towards it before the zombie could react and closed it.

The zombie dispersed, and I could freely search the room. It had old oaken furniture, roughcast was dropping out of the walls. There was a carpet with weird patterns on it. Under the carpet I found two Uzi guns with ammo. I took them and went outside.

I saw that there was a fallen skyscraper with a parking lot nearby. I decided that I should take a car and drive away. I crossed the empty street, but when I got close to the rubble, it started to move. Rock zombies were coming towards me. I shot them with Uzi's, and but it wasn't enough to destroy them.

Suddenly I saw something flying towards me. Air zombies tried to catch me, but I ran towards the flat room in which I spotted fire zombie. I hidden in the same dark corner, but looking around I saw that gas pipe was open again. Fire zombie appeared again, but I had no wrench. After it spotted me, it shot two fireballs at me.

*I was in a room with these people showing me a statue of Satan. I was freaked out by the whole experience but surprisingly not scared. The statues seem to be made out of some kind of crystal have blue and half red.

Then someone pointed out the long tail of the statue saying remember this. It remind me of some kind of animal like a reptile of some sort.

*My dad successfully went to a detox center and completed the program. I was very happy about this and pleased to see that he was doing very well.

I rise up out of bed, floating in the air, and land standing on the floor. I am in my Lucid City apartment.
I stride to my computer terminal.
"Big Joey, give me the first Assassin quest."
"Assassinate a target of your choice, big guy."
I nod silently.
WinterFae stirs in the bed.
"Can I come with you, sweetie?"
"I've got to do this quest alone. I have ultra-mega spells and guardians from multiple dimensions protecting you while I'm gone, my love."
She nods with her eyes closed, and goes back to sleep.
I lie down on the floor, and astral project, searching for a certain most vile energy signature. I lock on to a golden thread mixed with tiny balls of dark energy within. The thread twist and squirms. This is the thread of a child molesting Catholic Priest in Urth York.
I open my eyes, and open a portal to Urth York City, and step through. I am on the streets of Urth York City. There are many strange races milling about, as in Lucid City. There is a certain church I am going to. Today is Sunday, and Soulkyst the Vampyre is going to church. I can smell the evil priest, I can smell his blood. He is about two miles away from me now.
I walk the streets until I get there. Every now and again I get an odd look for most Vampyres do not walk among mortals. I find a large cathedral, and enter. Some of my Vampyre kin have feared entering churches, and I laughed and told them both the god and the devil are lies.
I sit down before the service is about to start. I listen to the boring choir, and a priest enters the stage to give a sermon. There he is, my target. A disgusting fat bastard, he has shaved his fangs to flatten them, though I can tell he is of my race. He happens to make eye contact with me, and I nod and grin at him. He suddenly begins to sweat and wipe his brow.
I can see his pustules on his horrid face pulsating with his increase heart rate. His heart, which will soon be silenced.
I go up for Communion, and when he hands me the goblet, I look up at him, and shoot a dark energy tracker, the size of a dime out of my third eye, and it hits him in the side of his face. He swats at it like a fly, then it burrows into his flesh and disappears. He coughs, then continues the ceremony. After the service is over. I go to a hotel next door, and get a posh room fitting of an immortal.
From the hotel room, I astral project to find the priest. He is now changing into his street clothes, and he goes to a local pub. I also change my clothes to look like an American cowboy, and I apply make-up to my skin to make me look Human.
I go down to the street, and follow the astral thread. It leads me into a basement dive called, "The Underground." It's a typical sleazy urban dive. I go to the bar and order a drink, then take it, and sit down in a corner. The priest comes out of the bathroom, zipping up his pants. He sits at the bar. The bartender apparently knows this regular.
"Ey, Father Johnny boy, what'll it be?"
"That's Johnny to you, pal! Can't I just be a regular Joe Urth Yorker for once?"
"Okay, pally. You want your lil alcoholic coffee and milky-poo?"
"That's Gorilla Juice, to you."
"Okay, Johnny boy, here's your coffee brandy, and here's your milk."
The priest mixes his own drinks, then guzzles it down. He calls someone on his phone.
"Okay, good. Are the little ones ready? Okay. Great. This will be a lovely ceremony after that fucking bullshit I had to deal with today with all those stupid bitches not wanting to fuck me. Okay, yes, sir. I have the money and everything."
I see the priest go down a long hallway, then disappear into a hidden door. After I hear his footsteps get further away, I use my dark energy and pull it out of the door, then phase through to the other side.
I see him in semidarkness ahead, then he turns a corner. I silently follow.
The scene before me is horrifying. The hall opens up to a large vaulted chamber, similar to a Catholic Cathedral. On the stage is a stone altar, with an image of Baphomet above it. There are Vampyres donning red and black robes readying to do a sacrificial ceremony. They are chanting and murmuring about blood.
On the altar are two children, a boy and girl, bound, gagged, and stripped of their clothes, absolute terror on their faces. I summon 8 dark energy throwing knives, and I place them between my fingers. I hurl them at the other Vampyres, each one hitting a target. I have aroused their wrath. I summon lightning from the electrical wires overhead, and they shriek as they spark and burn with electrocution. They fall over, every one writhing on the floor, a charred living mess of burnt flesh. I grab a wooden table, and break a leg off, then I walk to each Vampyre, and slam the table leg into their vile chest.
I hear my dagger, Blood, speaking to me. "Blood! Me! I want!"
I withdraw Blood, and whip the dagger, elongating it into a sword. I decapitate every single Vampyre, including the priest. Blood screams and gurgles with delight as he drinks all the blood he touches.
I wipe my blade, then I free the children. I take off my cowboy duster and wrap them in it. They are not afraid of me.
I use my finger, and shooting a stream of fire on to the floor, I burn these words amongst the bodies. "KILLUMINATI."
I open a portal to Lucid City, and step through.

I was at a house party. I ended up seeing my girlfriend there. She was talking to some other guy. Sitting on a couch. There were a dozen other people in this living room. The guy had shoulder length hair. sunglasses on top of his head he had a metro look or somthing looked like a doosh Any way. I interrupted and ask her to come with me. She did so with no problem. Out side was a gravel parking lot. After that my girlfriend got in a car and went home.
I don't know why I didn't go with. I saw her teenage son driving an impala with his cousin. I dont think i wanted to go i thought somthing odd with her son driving so They left me.
]Then all of a sudden. I get a bit more then semi lucid. I start flaping my arms in a slow and steady waving motion but up and down like a bird and flying as I was flapping my arms . after a while of doing this I started to see like colorful waving tracers coming from my body. Then I stop flaping and do the iron man style.
The same kind of tracers acted as the force that hovered me above the ground. Like the flames did with iron man. find out its a very smooth way to fly for hovering and flying fast. I look at the sky. And it has puffy white clouds with blue sky holes evenly all over it. Almost like pokadots but in odd puffy cloud shaps and had an orenge neon tint to it like the sun was seting. Then I look down at the people on the ground. They are all admiring me flying. some where on the balcony of the house too smiling and being entertained by my performance. After that I remember trying to fly some where but don't remember where. And woke up soon after.

Okay, trying to get back into the swing of daily DJing... I've been slacking so much lately, but I'm determined to get back into a good rhythm.


October 18, 2015

Rose Tyler

I had just found Rose Tyler, and we were trying desperately to find the Doctor. We had the TARDIS, and were taking it around my neighborhood at night, trying to locate him; he was with some sort of group, passing out freebies for an event of some sort. I think he didn't remember who we were, but the people with him were enemies and hated us; they had brainwashed him somehow. So we had to pretend not to be us for a whike; we put on disguises and joined the group once we found them. But as soon as the Doctor saw Rose, he snapped out of it and just picked her up, and carried her away Princess-style. He was seriously the happiest man in the Universe in that moment, I could tell.



What the Eff

It was my birthday, and my family had gotten me this weird family Massage Feast. Like, they laid out all this food, and you got a Massage in the middle of the room while you and your family feasted. It was in this old, slightly sketch-looking building. They made me take off all the bracelets I had on, explaining that it would mess with the chi of the massage. They were so condescending about my bracelets though; one was apparently from another massage I'd gotten and was some sort of ice-charm to keep my joints from freezing up? Anyways, they looked at it and were all, "Oh, that explains so much," like it was a bad thing and I was a dumb-ass for having the bracelet.

Anyways, they took us back into this huge dip in the floor that was lined with pillows and cushions and we sort of just sat there while we waited. Then they lead another girl and her family to the same place, and I was worried they were going to do the massages at the same time and place with hers, which kinda freaked me out. The other girl and her family left and went to a private room and they just left me and my family waiting there for a long time. Then I found out my cousin had said she didn't want to do this anymore, so they had canceled our reservation. I was so mad; this was MY birthday present, she had no right to say no. If she didn't want to, she should have just left and I was even more upset with my family for letting her have her way on my special day.



Dalek Invasion!

I was with my students and some people I know (Zukin was one of them, but I don't remember who else was there). We were in a multi-story house and in the middle of a Dalek invasion. We had devised a strategy to defeat them; use pillows to deflect their death-rays back at them. It wrked for a while as we made our way from the top floor to the ground floor, but the pillows stopped working; they would melt in our hands. So we switched to using baking sheets to deflect. But then the Daleks started evolving and their rays wouldn't hurt them as much so we would have to deflect for a lot longer time to defeat them. I think we were about to lose when I woke up...

"Alright, big guy," says the Artificial Intelligence hologram, Big Joey. "You gotta turn on your murderous intent radar, and telepathically find a Master Assassin, and follow them to the Assassin's Guild.
WinterFae, my wife, is a little pink Fairie on my shoulder. "Me too, I want to be a Black Mage Assassin!"
She beckons me outside, then makes rocks fall from the sky, summons a sphere of fire around her, then shoots ice daggers in all directions. She pulls in dark energy, and fires a bolt at me, which I absorb.
She alights on my shoulder. "To the Assassin's Guild!"
My HUD comes up with a radar with a yellow dot. The Master Assassin. I go through my apartment, and exit into the hallway. I take an elevator to the street below. I am in a kind of Neo-Honolulu in 2120.
There are bright lights, and electromagnetic cars zooming past. I see all kinds of races of people. There is a gnome that stands out to me. A male gnome, he looks to be about 400 years old. He is leaning against a lamp post smoking a cigarette. He is wearing brown robes. I feel his murderous Assassin energy. He glances casually at me, and walks away.
WinterFae and I follow him around a corner, through some city blocks, then he descends down a flight of stairs in the ground. I follow. He goes through a door and closes it behind him.
I stand in front of the door. I telepathically broadcast my murderous energy. I hear someone say in my head, "Art thou of murderous intent?"
"Yes," I answer, "I intend to kill mine enemies."
"I intend to kill my enemies!" WinterFae says.
The door opens on its own. I walk down a long hall lit by torches into a large room with a crude stage. There is a small assembly gathered of about 50 people.
The gnome paces back and forth on the stage slowly. "Welcome to the Assassin's Guild. You are all wannabe killers. You want to kill someone for some reason, and this is why you are here. You are now all Apprentices, then you will move up to Journeys, then Masters if you can. Your first quest to prove your loyalty will be to assassinate a target of your choice. We will provide you with whatever training you feel you need before you begin your first quest.
If you would like training, exit into the Training Yard. Our Training Yard is underground under a large dome with a projector that can create images of the sky or flat ceilings. Do not be misled. Nothing is True, Anything is Possible."
I see Redfox in the group about ten feet away. She is a red energy Vampyre with long straight red hair, and red and yellow eyes. She turns to me.
I hear her telepathically since we are both Vampyres. "You, you look familiar... Hm... are you?"
"Nomad, yet in this form, I am Soulkyst. This little Fairie is my wife, WinterFae."
WinterFae curtsies. Redfox and I focus on each others' third eye, in the Vampyre greeting, and I learn of her tormented past, similar to mine. She wants to kill Evils, like me.
"Let us go to the Practice Yard, and there we may spar, and test our spells and combat skills."
"I'd like that," Redfox says.

Or at least a try for journey to Urth. Baking Nomad didn't register any catastrophe there, therefore I wasn't at the same place

It started as I was flying through tunnel as I often start my lucid dream. I flew out of the tunnel above ocean with big waves. It was night, but not totally dark. I was surrounded by strong energy field(aura). There was island in front of me, a few kilometers away. I flew at high speeds toward it. There was really high pyramid in the center of island, and at the top there was light shining. It was not classical pyramid it was slimmer than it should be with its height.
It looked like the island is covered by palm jungle... and in front of me there was big clif. I steered to side, so I flew besides cliff and above of the island's shoreline, a few tens of meters besides that cliff. After a few minutes of high speed flight there was something like small city made of skyscrapers, it looked like crystal growing on the shoreline. I was flying there and landed closeby. I remembered that I have to tune down my powers so I tried to lower my energy output. I'm not used to do that... my aura was dimming, but energy inside was growing, it was like I can't stop production, only output. For maybe minute I managed to switch off my aura completely, but then I exploded. I saw that as outside observer- it was as if nuclear weapon exploded. My body destroyed the city- broken structures were burning in front of me... and large chunk of jungle was also burning.
Pyramid in center remained unscattered. It was far enough and really massive. So I started to fly to pyramid. I was point of consciousness, body less after explosion. I flew up and to pyramid. I saw that the light on top wasn't natural. It was strange, there was really hot lava visible on the top of pyramid, and some people were dancing around it. I directed my flight trajectory to that people... and I woke up before I came close to them.