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    1. Vacation / Military experiments / Bathroom / Infiltration / Camping prep / Playing Descent

      by , 10-06-2014 at 10:21 PM
      Vacation
      I'm still on vacation, biking on a bike path under trees with some of my family behind me. Now we've stopped, and I'm trying to cut a cake. It looks like a single long strip taken from a sheet cake, except it's somehow bent into a pretzel shape. About a foot of it is still straight, and I'm working on this bit first. I'm trying to cut it into thirds, so I've already cut off about a third from the right-hand side and am now lining up to cut the left-hand piece in half. I'm having a lot of trouble figuring out exactly where the middle of the piece should be.

      Now I'm at a house, trying to run wires to get the TV hooked up to something. Later, I'm talking to a neighbor about stuff. He's going into great technical detail about creating 3.5" HD disks with what we have. I thank him but tell him that I have no idea what anything he just said means.


      Military experiments
      I'm working with the military on an experiment dealing with time. My partner is something like a Talan Imas. I park in the middle of an entrance to a parking lot, near a large military SUV, get out, and the device gets turned on. The asphalt loses all cohesion, and I sink down into it up to my ankles. Time has stopped for everything else, so My partner and I walk around, observing all the frozen stuff. Now I'm back in my car, heading to that same place again. Someone has to move out of my spot. I get out, the device is turned on, and this time I don't sink; I realize they must have set some different settings. This time I can see things moving, sometimes looking normal, sometimes very odd. I'm narrating my observations to my partner, hoping he's recording all this. A frog moves oddly. Coming to a turn in the road we're walking, I see a jaguar looking at us. I shine my flashlight in its eyes, and it cringes and walks away. Two others approach but leave with the flashlight treatment.

      Now there's something about blocking an intersection and setting up a running course around the edge of town. Someone is trying to set up some kind of obstacle on top of a tall train car, but he gets ordered to make it just a normal part of the race. He's quite disappointed.

      Now something's happened and I've been turned into a girl. I need to try to serve my partner. The first thing I need to do is make orange juice from concentrate. Heading out to the kitchen areas, I pass another new girl who's struggling with some sort of cooking duty. I find my own spot and fill my blender with lots of ice, some concentrate, and a drop of dish soap. Turning the blender on, I hope he likes it this time; he seems to go back and forth about liking my orange juice, even through I try to make it the same each time. I turn off the blender and taste the foam; I think it tastes pretty good, and thankfully so does he.

      Now I'm in a military transport vehicle with lots of men and two other women. I make a comment about being the only attractive woman, to which the other two take offense. I undo that dialog choice, not wanting to go down a branch where they're antagonistic to me.


      Finding a bathroom
      I'm in a large building, something like a mall, looking for a bathroom. I run into Mrs. B. in the book shop, but before she can point me to the restroom I see a sign for it. In the restroom I'm trying to find a free stall but they're all taken. They're scattered all over this huge restroom, so it's hard enough to find a stall, let alone an empty one.


      Watching an infiltration
      I'm watching something where the actress who plays Dax is in a cave with a powerful guy. She's infiltrated the top of his organization to destroy the source of his power. As he talks to her, he realizes she's not the loyal employee he thought. She cloaks, and he sprays the room with bullets and manages to hit her. As her cloak is failing and she's weakening, she sees a glowing blue ball up on a shelf and shoots it. The ball falls and shatters, and the man shouts. Now he's normal again. Now he's looking in a phone book's business pages and comes across a page for a lost and found place. They'll find anything from the easy (e.g. missing toothpaste tubes) to difficult (e.g. people).


      Camping prep
      I'm getting ready to go camping. I'm standing at the end of a really long table, preparing to tackle the huge pile of laundry at my end of the table. Matt and a couple of other guys are with me. Our last-minute stuff (swimming trunks, etc) is in this pile ,and we need to fish it out and pack it.


      Playing Descent
      I'm trying to play the latest Descent online. I'm having a lot of trouble with the online component: it takes a bunch of retries to get through, and even then it's really flaky. Even the browser-based matchmaker isn't loading. I realize it may be blocked by the terrible personal firewall we have to run, so I temporarily disable it and find that now everything works great. I manage to join a game, but it only has one other guy in it. In this game mode, we have to drop pairs of mines connected by lasers and try to force the opponents into the laser fields. My opponent is really good; he quickly sets up an impenetrable plane of lasers below me. I'm flying around dropping mines very haphazardly, and I don't always get them linked; the D key drops mines while shift-D links them, and I keep pressing D instead of shift-D when trying to link them. I spend most of my time flying from him, dodging like crazy. I actually get him to fly into one of my stray links, which amazes me, since it was really careless on his part. Now we're on a much smaller moon orbiting the main planet. He's talking with my AI about some special field designs, including one that could blow up his own ship. I stop and watch as they produce more and more intricate designs in front of their ships. I should be using this time to set up more laser fields, but I don't feel I'm in any danger any more and just want to watch what they create.
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      non-lucid
    2. My Own Prison

      by , 10-06-2014 at 06:43 PM
      I have a personal conviction not be violent in my LD’s; however, in the LD prior to this one I’m about to describe, I was violent. I guess I got scared, and resorted to violence. This is what happened in the following lucid dream (DEILD):

      I entered the dream in a highly lucid state. I was inside my log cabin. All the windows were boarded up, and it was dimly lit. I went to the front door to try and open it, but it was locked. There was no furniture, or anything, the cabin was completely empty. The cabin has a vaulted ceiling, with a 2nd storey balcony, that overlooks the living room. I slowly floated up into the vaulted ceiling area, so I could see if the 2nd storey was also boarded up, and it was. Lowering myself back down to the first floor, I thought to myself, “Am I on a LD ‘time out’ for misbehaving in my previous LD?” Is this some sort of punishment? I’ve always been able to fly right through walls, doors, ceilings, and objects, so I thought I’d be tricky and blast right through the ceiling at a high speed, and breakout of this prison. I prepared for the escape by looking uninterested for a few seconds. With great speed I shot upwards towards the ceiling, only to find that I came to an abrupt stop, buried in complete darkness, and unable to move. I wormed and squirmed, but I was immobilized. Feeling total frustration, I woke myself up.

      Updated 10-06-2014 at 08:03 PM by 71173

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      lucid
    3. not remembering

      by , 10-06-2014 at 04:45 PM
      i currently do not remember what i dreamed about
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    4. Oh no, not King Street again…

      by , 10-06-2014 at 04:06 PM
      Morning of October 6, 2014. Monday.



      In my dream, I am lying in a (unfamiliar) bed, seemingly after an implied in-dream “sleep”. I am not sure of the time, but I think it is at night, though it is seemingly morning at the end of my dream (a typical lack of dream continuity or coherence). To my left is a male (once a drug addict but also a former coworker) named Don K, who I have not seen at all in about thirty years (and last I heard he was committed for an attempt on his parents’ lives among other things related to drug abuse). The room I am in is actually the pinhead’s, Leonard S, at the south end of the King Street boarding house. The bed is out from the east wall (Tenth Street side) but closer to the north wall, a place a bed had never been in reality (at least during the time I lived in the building). Donald seems to be sleeping but having some sort of spontaneous arm and leg movement.

      After a time, an arm and hand comes through the window from outside (being a repeat of a scene from a different recent dream) - supposedly from a person standing on the Tenth Street sidewalk. This is not possible (in reality), as the room is on the second floor as well as the window having a screen, but that rationalization does not even begin to form in-dream (being typically impossible “nonsense” with the mind’s logistic and analytical abilities seemingly not functioning at all). I am not sure whose hand it is, but my brother Dennis shows up soon, so there may be a chance it was him but I do not ask him about it. He had rode his bicycle to the house (from the south I think, possibly from the smaller grocery store). The area of the room to the north is more open than in reality, more like a lobby of sorts, with only a partial wall dividing the space that would be a hallway in reality. The whole area is quite bigger than in real-life and looks more like the living room downstairs.

      My brother sits down in a chair on the north side of the bed. I am not clear on what he is talking about. Don continues to flop his arms and legs around, becoming a more annoying presence. There is something about a “virtual girl” in a magazine and she has aspects of a young version of my wife (though I have no in-dream memory of the last thirty years of my life at this point). Her imagery is set out in a sequence of (upright) playing-card-sized panels in the magazine (vaguely reminiscent now when awake of an older dream with actual playing cards) but I am not even sure if Dennis is aware of the magazine or if it is some sort of dream within the dream trying to formulate and “take over” my original dream.

      Dennis leaves, I believe by my becoming annoyed with him for some reason and telling him to go, but he tiptoes out as quietly as possible so that the landlady will not know he is there. However, as he is tiptoeing and walking stealthily, he still somehow makes a lot of clomping noises that sound quite loud and echo throughout the entire building as if amplified through loudspeakers or intercoms.

      After he is gone, the landlady comes in and I get that usual recurring in-dream awareness that I had been living there for nearly a year without having paid any rent (and in this case, it is not even a room I had ever rented in reality). She tells me to get out. She swings at me with a rolled-up newspaper but misses. I am not sure if anyone else is living in the house and not sure of Don’s status (he was evicted in reality but I never was). She says that she has a dairy farm now and poses as if to attempt to strike me with the newspaper again. I ask her if I can help there (to pay back what I supposedly owe her) and she says “no”, seeming near-despondent about her frustration with me. I am very annoyed after waking and cannot believe I did not catch that I was dreaming all that time.

      Updated 09-17-2015 at 10:39 AM by 1390

      Tags: landlady, rent
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      non-lucid
    5. Red Cloaks and Robots

      by , 10-06-2014 at 04:01 PM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was with a group. We were in some sort of futuristic vehicles built for solo riders. We were trying to find places to hide. The places to hide are areas with what looks like alarm clocks. They have red/orange lights. By being close to it, you get "cloaked" so the enemies can't see you in the radar. This is all underwater.

      I found one place, but the cloaks can usually cover only a few people, usually two. But the other guy brought many other people to hide. I wasn't angry, but I couldn't stay. We'll be discovered too easily. I left.

      I found other areas, but there were also people there. They're not "people", really. More like spherical chrome-colored objects. I'm guessing the people are inside.

      I saw one got discovered because there were too many. It cloaks the radar but not the physical vision. The enemies were "robots". Or maybe they're also vehicles. They dived down the water level and... killed? Captured?

      I flew away, looking for places to hide in. There's almost none now.

      There was a "main" enemy that we attacked. He's a robot/vehicle, but his power wanes at night (or was it day)? At least he has a weakness. Unfortunately, he escapes really fast when he's about to go weak. We were flying, and then when he becomes weaker, he "drops" down to the sea and disappears.

      Then eventually, he acquired some sort of power that gives him 100% energy all throughout. He's unbeatable, or maybe just really difficult to defeat.

      This part was in our home town.

      I started to just hide with my body, without the "vehicle". I'm guessing the vehicle makes us visible in the radar. I saw a dirty canal, with moss and all, but it's not deep and has some dry areas. I jumped there and hid behind a "tree" or "stump". Whatever that was, it hid me from his sight. The main enemy is now also in human form, no vehicle or robot stuff. He's glowing red.

      He was walking along the street talking to people, while I was hiding. He somehow sensed me, but he's not sure. He looked in my direction, looking confused or doubtful. He went away.

      --------

      NOTES:

      Woke up with a nasty headache.
      I didn't drink coffee the whole day.
      I slept around 2 p.m.? Woke up around 6 and went back to sleep. Woke up around 8 with the hideous headache.
      I left my PC playing my "Cool" playlist.
      Tags: canal, hide, robots, water
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Work at the Bakery AND Coffee Shop, Getting Shot, Starcraft, and More

      by , 10-06-2014 at 02:43 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was at work talking to Taylor about going to Oregon together on a trip.

      I then remember being in an apartment with him at night and seeing what looked like a small tornado hit the glass on the floor-to-ceiling window.
      "Take cover! It's a tornado!" I said as the thing pounded on the window once before disappearing.
      It left an indentation in the glass and some debris behind that stuck to the window. It looked like machine parts. I then felt silly for freaking out about it because it apparently wasn't a tornado. Something about a stag and these waves of dirt on the Earth that had to do with the stag.


      ~

      I was working in the coffee shop again. It was under new management like it is IWL and was inside of an apartment instead of a shop. It was really slow, as you would imagine business would be. I knew it was only a matter of time before the shop went under. I didn't understand why they would do this when they had had a perfectly good shop in the first place. I was talking to someone about this.

      I then noticed that there was more room towards the back for people to sit down in, a little area with tables and chairs. Maybe this place wasn't so small and insignificant after all.

      It was then liked I was in the bakery, and we had to make all these special orders for people. There was one for a therapist that I stopped seeing awhile ago. I didn't recognize that at first until I saw her. I hoped she didn't see me, but too late, she did. She said
      "You need to come back and see me!" in a cheerful tone.
      I didn't respond.
      I was then preparing these cupcakes/brownies with cookies on top. Shannon showed me how to put the cookies on top. I started to put one cookie on some and three on others, but decided that two was the best choice to make them all even. I fixed the ones with one and that had one and three and made them all have two. I then came out with an extra cupcake/brownie thing and had to cut it and the edges to make it the same size as the others. I clipped the edges off the way I thought they looked best. I wasn't sure at first if I was doing it right, but I compared it with the others and thought it looked passable.

      I was then outside. There were chairs, tables, and umbrellas. It was sunny and daytime out. I knew what was going to happen next: Someone was about to open fire on the coffee shop and go on a shooting spree. I even knew there would be some people who wouldn't make it. Then, a man's voice yelled
      "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
      I dropped to the sidewalk, and other people there did as well. I was underneath a table and heard the gun going and going and going. It just kept shooting. I was afraid for my life.

      The shots then ended and I got up. Inside at a table there were some dead people, some black men that were from Africa. I walked around a little and started to notice a wet feeling on the back of my neck. I then saw blood dripping down my leg. I had been shot in the back of the neck! I needed help before I lost too much blood. A man found me, I think it was Keith, one of the previous owners of the shop. He was so upset that I had gotten hurt. He helped me to a hospital. At some point, I saw blood dripping onto the floor. At another point, I saw the wound after the bullet was taken out. It was quite small and looked to be scabbed over already.

      At another point, I felt that this wasn't real, and I became lucid. There was a guy with me who looked like my husband's best friend, and I said
      "This is a dream!"
      He was quite close to my face and he just looked at me. I then woke up.


      ~

      I was at work at the bakery. It was nighttime. I was working with Taylor and Kaitlin. I was supposed to get off of work at 9, but we were so slow and caught up that I clocked out at almost 8 o'clock. As I was leaving, I saw Taylor and Kaitlin working on something. I hoped that they didn't need my help. I had to be at work by 6am the next day anyway. I was thinking about how Shannon would probably be mad at me for leaving early, but oh well, too late now.

      I then briefly woke up and thought that that had really happened. I then went back to sleep.

      I was back at work, and the computer screen there was a buttery yellow color. I had left it that way; I was supposed to clean it off before I left. There was a note typed up in the top left corner of the screen with some quote about cleanliness from the assistant CS manager. I started to scrape the yellow stuff off with my fingernail.

      ~

      Again, I was working at the coffee shop, though it looked different. Two girls came in, one about 12, the other a teen, and ordered some drinks, a cafe' au lait for the older one, and some kind of latte for the younger one. I realized that we had no milk. We also had these weird milk steamers that were hand-held. I looked in vain for milk. I remember seeing some black coffee that looked steamed and bubbly. I felt bad for making the girls wait. What kind of coffee shop runs out of milk?? I had to apologize for the wait to the girls. The younger girl then changed her order to an amaretto latte. I then ran to another coffee shop to borrow milk. I told the guy working that I needed enough milk for a cafe' au lait and a latte. He poured some milk into a steaming pitcher for me and gave it to me. I looked inside the pitcher, and it didn't look like there was barely any milk, and it looked like it was separated; the white part was on the bottom, and on the top it looked like water. Ok...weird...

      I then was back in the coffee shop and looked in the pitcher again and saw that it was full of orange juice! What...the heck. I didn't want to make these girls wait any longer, so I decided to change the OJ into milk by thinking about it. I realized I was dreaming for a split second while doing this, but quickly faded back into the NLD. I was kind of succeeding at the beverage change. I eventually steamed it, which I remembered how to do surprisingly well. It now definitely looked like milk. I gave them the drinks. I couldn't remember exactly what the younger girl had said she wanted in her latte. She then went over to a self-serve area and put some kind of amaretto powder into her drink. Alright, whatever!


      ~

      I was in the library in college. I was getting on a computer. Jason was next to me on a computer. He was playing Starcraft. I then also started to play. My base was right next to his. We were both playing as the Zerg race. I was literally trying to build on his land. I built some kind of something, honestly I don't remember what it was, I think it was to make the most basic attack Zergs (can't recall what they're called). His drones started to attack them. I then started to try building a base around his, but he kept attacking me as I was doing so. I would succeed, but his drones would kill off any progress I was making. I decided to quit because I didn't think we were supposed to be playing Starcraft on the library computers anyway. It then showed a screen that had the word FEMALE on it inside of a bar and the bar filled up almost all the way in a lime green color. It was a bonus for being one of the few female Starcraft players. I went on there again and immediately got attacked by more advanced Zerg fighters. I quickly quit again, this time receiving no bonus.
    7. cool dream

      by , 10-06-2014 at 07:09 AM
      i dreamt that i was at a mall which had sci-fi type on which one can stand and zoom about.a short dream.
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    8. Creepy Dream

      by , 10-06-2014 at 05:06 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Black: Non-dream
      Blue: Non-lucid

      Dream 1: (Very short and uninspiring so there isn't a title)
      There were a bunch of people inside a room and they seemed to have been gender swapped.
      Super hazy recall on this dream.

      Dream 2: Creepy House
      Oddly enough, I had a lot of dream control/influence on the direction of plot in this dream. I walked towards a yellow, block-like 2 story school building that had stairs up the side of it, I went up the stairs and walked inside with the intent to find something. Turning down a corridor and making my way further into the building, I felt that things were kind of 'off', a certain tone of suspense and tension was in the air. I turn down the corner and continue onwards, coming to a door with a cross-hatched patterned window at the top. Through the window I saw an Asian girl staring at me from the far side of the room. I instantly know that she is evil, she is the grudge-incarnate and I begrudgingly decide to kill her once and for all (I hate the grudge, scariest thing ever). For some reason I had the distinct feeling that there were no consequences, that she couldn't actually hurt me, but I didn't question it. I have a samurai sword in my hand now, opening the door I charge at her and stab her in the neck and face, she dissipates in front of me (I had a feeling that she couldn't die, but instead dismissed it and as I seemingly assert my non-lucid control over the dream, making her stay dead). I realize to the left at the back of the room is another Asian girl, studying hard. She had an eery appearance that was somehow attractive. She started scorning me for some reason as I decided to leave.

      I had left the building at some point, and decided to go back in again after knowing that the evil grudge was vanquished. This time I ended up on the viewing side of an interrogation room, I had the intent of interviewing people for evil inside of them for some unknown reason... The sense of looming horror was in the air. Inside the interrogation room was a simple wooden chair, this part gets hazy as I dismiss a few people for being evil, until a woman shows up. She is inside the viewing room with me, leaning against the wall next to the viewing window, beckoning me. I felt that she wasn't evil, that she had no demons inside of her. I come closer and we talked face to face, but I noticed the viewing room flicker in and out of complete darkness... I saw a face every time it went dark in that room. The woman and me both look at it, "I think someone is.. watching us" I say. The next time it goes dark, I notice the reflection of the woman, she isn't looking at the glass, she's looking at me, staring at me. I turn to face her and her eyes are bottomless pits, black and empty.

      Updated 10-06-2014 at 05:18 AM by 71238 (Shitty spelling)

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      non-lucid , nightmare
    9. 9/23/2014

      by , 10-06-2014 at 03:04 AM
      I was listening to some black guy talking while I was with Nikki. He slapped Nikki a few times so I got up and beat the crap out of him. I was then in some sort of warehouse as a zombie playing a team game. I decided to stop playing and was getting ready to exit when I saw a cat that looked like Nikki that had some sort of gash on her side. I knew it wasn't her because the real Nikki was behind me. I freaked out and told myself to wake up.
    10. 10/05/2014 - "Z-Day Diversion"

      by , 10-06-2014 at 02:47 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      10/05/2014
      "Z-Day Diversion"


      Deep in the zombie apocalypse, my allies and I were holed up inside of a prison (The Walking Dead style), and trying our best to survive. Directly next to this prison (comically-close) was a hospital. The hospital was 100% zombie-infested, but we found ourselves having to venture over there for food and supplies (much like the 'self-infection' sequence in World War Z). I remember seeing sweeping shots of many of the hospital hallways, and how there were scores of the undead just roaming about. It was always harrowing, but it was the only place we could get the supplies we needed, so we had to brave it.

      We found that there was a missile-launcher on the roof of the prison, set upon a turret. I can't remember why, but I had to make my way up to the tower where the missile was. I think it had malfunctioned, and we were planning on using it to (somehow) make an escape from the prison, or end the apocalypse with a strategically-placed attack (or something), so I went up to try to get it working again. While I was fiddling with the launcher, it suddenly armed itself and the turret began moving. It didn't take long for me to realize that it was attempting to aim itself at me. I scrambled around on the tower, trying to keep myself out of the line of sight of this missile - not that I was sure it was going to fire at me at such a close range, inevitably blowing up part of the prison with me. Eventually, I got to where I was partially hanging off of the tower by my hands, but I was in the weapon's blind spot.

      This incident led me to find out that there was a secret faction of 'elites', who were watching us and 'controlling' our situation, from afar. They were the ones whom had taken remote control of the missile launcher and threatened to take me out, had I attempted to use it. Our apocalyptic survival was a part of some larger experiment, and we were being manipulated and studied, even while we suffered through one gruesome zombie-encounter after another. Those of us who survived banded together to try and figure out the mystery of who was putting us through this, and why, but I don't remember much more.

      Updated 10-06-2014 at 03:03 AM by 2450

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      non-lucid
    11. Not from Earth Man

      by , 10-06-2014 at 02:20 AM
      This is a dream induced lucid dream - DILD. I was at an indoor swimming pool. There were about 30 people standing around the pool watching this man throwing rocks and boulders into the pool. It looked like he was building a stone bridge across the pool. I was really impressed that this guy could pick up fridge size boulders and throw them. I then realized this must be a dream. Bingo – Lucid! I walked over to the man and asked him how he could lift such big boulders. He said, “I’m not from Earth”. I wasn’t expecting that to come out of his mouth, then I stood back with the rest of the group, and continued to watch him build his bridge. After he finished with the bridge, he then hung a bunch of bungee cords from the indoor pool ceiling. Bungee cords were hanging everywhere, on about a 10 foot grid pattern. Next thing I knew, I was hanging from a bungee cord, sitting in some sort of saddle. How the heck did I get there! Everyone in the room was hanging from a bungee cord, and the ‘Not from Earth Man’ was standing on the bridge. Suddenly we all started to travel at high speeds around the room, being flung from bungee cord to bungee cord, like some sort of carnival ride. Round and round we went. Everything was a blur. I was really enjoying this ride! Then I woke up from all the excitement.

      Updated 10-06-2014 at 02:24 AM by 71173

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      lucid
    12. Random Girl, Test, and Other Stuff

      by , 10-06-2014 at 02:04 AM (One Up Seeker)
      1. I was outside on the shore of a beach, it was nearly night time and the sky was almost all dark. I had an assault rifle in my hand and was killing hostile enemies. As I walked along the shore I spotted some enemies and shot them. When I aimed down my iron sights it was exactly like auto-aim was on(from Grand Theft Auto or Call of duty). At the moment I was dreaming in 3rd person. As I continued along the shore after killing the bad guys in front of me, I saw a grenade get thrown right at me and land only feet away from me. An orange grenade icon appeared on my 3rd person "screen", I acknowledged it and sprinted away from the grenade.
      It then blew up and I continued forward. Up ahead of me I saw a huge house/ base on a dock. It had around 4 or 5 floors on it, and it was covered with bad guys. While I was still far away from the base, I auto-aimed my assault rifle at every enemy I could see and shot them. The auto aim was perfect. Once I got up to the base, I pulled out my heavy shotgun. It was huge and heavy duty. I then moved up a set of stairs quickly and shot a few enemies below me. Suddenly I came back to back with a few crew members that I didn't even know I had. I almost shot them because of how they just suddenly showed up. It was 2 guys, and I knew both of them from school, but I don't remember who they were.
      We stayed together and killed any enemies in sight.

      2. I was in my room, and the lights were on. I was laying on the ground next to my bed while facing it, and I was resting my head directly against the wooden board right under my mattress. I was trying to sleep here, and it seemed to be working. While I was doing so, occasionally I would open my eyes and feel completely awake. It was an odd feeling. As I continued to lay there I had some weird thoughts about what kind of things would be viewed as a worse sin compared to the other.
      I started thinking to myself, "Is incest worse than rape? Or are they the same thing?". (By the way, I have no interest with either of those things IWL just so you know lol). Then my alarm went off and I woke up.

      (MIGHT finish the rest later)
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    13. IRCing with Ophelia

      by
      gab
      , 10-05-2014 at 09:44 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      10.6.14

      Last night 12am - 5:37

      Was suppose t get up at 4:45, but hit the snoozer and overlsept.

      DR at 4:20

      I'm chatting with Ophelia. I can clearly see 3-4 lines in the irc and I remember them when i wake up. I kick myself for not having a notebook handy, then instead of writing it down, I say pffft, I'll remember that. Now all I remember is numbers 3 and 4.
      Tags: opheliablue
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. The Trap/Time/Third Dream

      by , 10-05-2014 at 09:07 PM
      Non Lucid-Blue
      Lucid-Green
      Semi Lucid


      The Trap

      I was in a park with lots of people and everyone was getting ready to play a dream game. However, according to one lady I didn't do it right and had to be punished. "Your not supposed to know its a dream!" is what she shouted at me as she tried to hit me. It made me mad so I shouted "I can do what I want in the dream,stupid!" than pushed her onto the ground. Her boyfriend and friends got mad so I started flying away.
      They ran after me though and tried cornering me in the sky. "Were not going to let you get away with what you did!" said the boyfriend, with a face like a mad man.As I started flying away I could see the clouds passing by around me like a portal was about to open up. I was excited but my lucidity level was lowering.I was still in the sky but could hear a train passing by somewhere in the distance. Than a ominous voice appeared and said" This is the old abandoned place*that we use to go to in the past. Come-follow me quickly- There's someone following us. " I looked around confused and just followed the guy who appeared,just for fun. I walked with him into a red door and the place we stepped into had lots of junk lying around. "Hurry, I want to show you something." He said and walked up through the stairs until we entered a wide place that seemed like a yard(With not much grass) but inside of a huge abandoned building filled with broken wood,bricks and junk."This place looks weird..." I thought to myself. The guy than hurried and shut the door as he laughed in a evil manner." You seriously thought I was your friend!Hahahahaha! I just lured you here so I could get back at you for what you did to me a long time ago! Now I'm going to lock you up in this place and you'll never get out!" He said satisfied. I was a sort of scared but the scene changed quickly. I was now watching an event unfold. A Asian guy knocked on the door of a very old women and asked how his daughter was doing."Oh, she's fine...She's out playing right now" said the old lady as if she was hiding something. Than she started to walk and count her steps in another language. After that a winged creature appeared and said something to the old lady and I woke up.


      Time

      I was in a huge city and had just finished touring the place but I was lost. Worried that my family would wonder where I was, I decided to take the train. I felt I was going to get home really late because it was 6pm and I didn't want to be outside pass 8pm because the trains didn't run good around that time. As I was walking the scene changed and now I was observing the life of a man. He was thinking to himself as he was in the taxi that was supposed to take him to the train station or home. "This was my life.I was able to write what I wanted to as a author. But as time passes by I can feel my time is coming to an end..."That's what he thought to himself before he exited the taxi. I was now focused on myself and went into the train station. Everyone was anxious to get home when suddenly three guys with guns entered the station. They asked for money and told others to go the other way. But one of them shot a boy and ran off. The police came quick and arrested them. But as the dead boy disappeared his friend began to blame himself. That it was his fault his friend died and now he was going to write a book about his and his friend's life. I climbed a pole after that and noticed that one of the boys looked like a cousin of mine that I hardly see. Soon after that I woke up.


      Third Dream

      I was in a apartment with my family and was walking around the place. I remember talking to a older guy and hugging someone but after that, I think I appeared on a bed. There was a purple ghost like eye staring at me. I got scared but thought about how I would use this opportunity to observe the DC's actions. "Turn into a little boy" I said and it turned into one. "Now turn into a grown man" I said but it did not change. I started wondering about how else I could change it but the dream changed so quickly. I was now in a small room with a kettle for tea. I began pouring the tea and tasting it and found it to be delicious. But than I reappeared on my bed so I bit my hand and it turned out to be rubbery.I kept doing it and eventually woke up.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    15. Headphone Cornucopia

      by , 10-05-2014 at 07:58 PM
      Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

      Lucid #244: Headphone Cornucopia

      I’m in some kind of big apartment with Wife, who sends me to the other side of the place to take care of some task. I stop in a hallway with a wall mirror, noticing that hey, I have a pair of headphones on my head and music’s playing! I stand there, just appreciating the music, enjoying myself and completely slacking on my assigned task.

      Eventually I start feeling guilty that I’ve been loafing around while Wife waits for me, so I take the headphones off and throw them on the floor. But somehow the music keeps playing and I still have headphones on! Okay,
      this must be a dream! I take off this pair of headphones and toss them, amusing myself that fresh headphones keep appearing on my head. I do this 5 or 6 more times before finally deciding to move on. I decide that the tune was only “pretty good” so I don’t get too obsessed with bringing it back to waking life.

      I walk down through a doorway and turn to my left to find myself in a large, rectangular hallways with a floor of red industrial carpet. What were my tasks? Ah right, to play a musical instrument that doesn’t exist in waking life. I walk through to the end of the hall and find myself in a large movie theater facing the screen. I turn to my left to look out over the audience. There’s a good crowd for the show, but fortunately the theater is so huge that it’s not exceedingly crowded.

      I look out over the crowd, deciding that Dreamer will be seated somewhere in this theater. I point at the crowd, sweeping my finger left and saying, “There you are, Dreamer!” Yep, there she is! She’s seated in the middle of a long row further back, maybe 30 feet away. She’s blond rather than purple-haired and her hair is pulled back into a bun. She’s sitting with her feet on the chair, her knees pulled up to her chest. She grins when I point her out.

      I float up, stepping lightly from the back of one chair to the other. I say, “[Dreamer], you’ve got an instrument for me!” Her grin bends into a knowing smile and she sits up in her chair, her right hand reaching across her body toward some unseen object on her left side. I keep hopping along, but I don’t quite reach her before
      the dream ends.
      Categories
      lucid