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Dream of: 19 November 2013 "The Wind Of Death"


I'm in Portsmouth, sitting in a house from whose window I can look out across the bottom lands of the Scioto River to West Portsmouth on the other side - several kilometers away. A tornado appears to be developing on the hills above West Portsmouth. I first see a big black cloud and then three funnel clouds which drop from the black cloud toward the ground. The funnel clouds appear to be headed toward Portsmouth. I suddenly remember that my brother Chris (1957-1974) is in West Portsmouth in a house which is right in the path of the funnel clouds. I feel bad, but there's nothing I can do about it now. I see that the funnel clouds are headed straight for the house where Chris is. He's probably being killed even as I sit here and watch. Its hard to tell.
The interior of this house where I find myself is similar to the House in Patriot (the home in Patriot, Ohio where my maternal grandparents lived when I was a child). My grandmother Leacy (1901-1972) is here in the house with me. I tell her to head to the basement. The funnel clouds are racing across the bottom lands right toward us and I'm getting ready to run to the basement myself. I can already feel the wind inside the house as my grandmother scurries toward the basement stairs. She's having difficulty going down the stairs. I also head toward the basement stairs.

Dream of: 18 November 2013 "Auto-Pilot"
I'm piloting a small plane from the northwest United States toward Ohio. Another fellow is in the plane with me. Most of the time I put the plane on auto-pilot, although sometimes I'm actually guiding the plane. I can see a road down below which the plane seems to be following. I'm amazed that I can simply push a button and that the plane will simply fly by itself and follow the road. We fly over hills and forests until we finally fly right into the center of a large city. I'm frightened when the plane - on auto-pilot - heads straight toward a tall skyscraper. Just as we are about to crash into the building, the plane comes almost to a complete stop, then loops upward and backwards and all the way around up higher. The plane performs the loop twice until it flies over top of the building and moves forward. Its almost as if the plane has a mind of its own.
As we continue flying, I fall asleep several times. I don't even have to worry about it. Nevertheless, since I can't understand how the plane is able to fly by itself, I do worry.
We finally pass over a city which I at first think might be Columbus. When I see a large river flowing through the city, however, I conclude that the river is the Ohio River and that the city must be Cincinnati. I think we're getting closer to where we want to go and that we'll soon be landing.

Date: 11 Nov

Pre bed: 200mg val

Wbtb: 1/3 latte

I remember the previous dream and then from the middle/extended end of this one.

DILD: I am now on some unknown streets, it's a bright day. There is a plot going on, but I also know that I am dreaming. A girl maybe school age is my companion and this guy is waiting to meet us? in the middle of the street. I have the feeling that the dream is coming to an end, so move around quickly and try to absorb as much as possible.

I go in a small store where they sell clothes, but these clothes have special magical properties, like they can change your shape and turn you into animal. I feel the guy is waiting for me outside, so decide to ignore the magic items and go look for him. But when I do go out, the entire street has changed and he is no longer there. I am sad that I missed him. I remember trying to call him to come back but no result. I shortly contemplate whether to go back to the store. What was I supposed to do? Meet someone?

The girl from the earlier part now comes from somewhere and I finally remember that I was supposed to ask a question. At this point there is the realization that I had many chances to do so, yet always forgot to. I take it slow and ask the question - what are you thankful for, and become all ears, trying not to influence her answer. She opens her mouth and only some gibberish comes out, I can't make any word from that. I ask her again and she starts laughing maniacally. That pisses me off because I still expect to hear a normal answer. In the end she blurts out: "Are you deaf or what?". Her eyes seem quite lively but I have no explanation for this behavior.

Once again, I get the feeling that the dream is thinning out and look around wondering what to do and where to go. I remember that I wanted to go for Toty, but feel like this is the end of the journal entry where one finally figures out what to do at the moment the dream ends. I reckon the dream won't allow for any Toty completion at this point, so try to make the most of whatever dream time is left and look around. It's the like the main shopping street of a small town and for some reason, the area (I can't recall if it was) between stores or a mini street where I can see is more sun-lit, it looks extremely appealing to me and I decide to go there.

I know that I am on borrowed dream time and I try to take in whatever the dream offers. It's a small park type of pond, mostly dried out, but in one end is an indescribable large fountain with lots of jets beautifully arranged around the center. It undergoes some sort of transformation to become like the shape of a large oak tree made of ice. The texture is like a mix of slowly flowing fountain water and ice.

I look around and notice how on the surface of the dried out pond now there are scattered small pieces of ice and can see the reflection of the sunlight in each one, it's amazing. And as I scan the surroundings, I notice my special friend sitting near the other end of the pond. He is looking down, as if reading a book and I call out his name. He sees me and comes closer. Meanwhile, I notice that I am chewing a stupid gum and spit it out, but can still feel it in my mouth, ignore. In the last moments I manage to steal from this dream, we hug and try to ice-skate on the surface of the pond, towards the ice oak tree. The alarm wakes me up, recall is hard.

I was playing a fighting game through an arcade cabinet. It is definitely the SNK classic Samurai Shodown (the spelling irritates me too), but some new version that doesn't exist.

I insert a quarter. I think I'm playing someone over a connection, and the clarity and authenticity of the sprites is a little amazing for a dream (or maybe I just played that game way too much). But what really struck me now was that it felt more like I was playing the game than watching me play the game, and I'm reacting to the screen. The "other" guy won because he exploited a glitch to score the last hit.

I insert another quarter. The game characters switched to guys from another series for some reason, and it's more of me playing a game (but not in the same feeling as playing the game here, but like watching me play).

Dream two had me needing to go somewhere with 10 minutes, only I keep doing dumb things like making wrong turns or getting into dead ends.

A man and a woman who were apprently recognized as my parents were engaged in some kind of gun fight inside a magma cavern. After a few moments, the opposing side had died and the man and woman had reached some kind of chamber which had doors with a dinosaur insignia to distinguish them. The woman entered one of the doors and the man went on to a coridoor with two other doors. The first door was further in than the second door I noticed which had a stegosaurus insignia. The man did not open this door however, he tripped when an explosion occured causing him to fall to the floor near a magma flow in which I picked him up in an atempt to save him but woke up soon after

Another dream that starts on a beach. This beach is rocky and has coarse sand. There's only a few meters between the sea and the face of a cliff. The weather is grey, it could start raining any second. To the far right is a large estuary.
I'm sitting on a rock at the foot of the cliff just looking out towards the sea, thinking. A small boat emerges from the estuary trailing a very long cable behind it. I watch it as it drags out a much larger boat. The larger boat is creating massive waves as it moves through the water. The smaller boat turns around so as to swing the larger boat around. The waves aren't subsiding like they would in real life, in fact as they hit the rocks they seem to just get larger. The small boat takes off towards the horizon and disappears with the larger boat now far behind.
The waves continue to grow, if I don't move soon I'm going to get stuck and subsequently drown. I wait for the opportune moment and sprint down the beach to a safer place.

The dream shifts a little bit. The waves have stopped. The cliff is gone. The beach is less rocky and wider, with shallow pools dotted around. It's started raining lightly though the sky is not as dark; occasional rays of sunlight making their way through the clouds.
Looking down I can see tiny spiders. If it wasn't for their shadows, which are somehow much larger than the spiders themselves, I wouldn't have even seen them. I'm in bare feet and paranoid that they will bite me I run. I have no clear direction in mind, just somewhere without spiders. It takes me several minutes to find somewhere.

I'm next to one of the shallow pools, there is a large, irregularly shaped boulder jutting out from the sand. There's someone else there. I think he's my friend. He hands me a bunch of small rocks and asks me to make a sculpture with them. I agree and get to work, using one of the harder, coarser rocks like sandpaper and filing down one of the others. I'm making a sculpture of a naked woman, but I keep screwing up, getting proportions wrong or something. So I have to keep making it smaller to fix it. By the time I'm done the sculpture is only a few centimeters in height. My friend's gone. The dream ends.

11/25/13 10:35AM
I already got sleep, so I'm sure this is why this happen. I was reading bout ppl's LDs in bed than decided to sleep a little more without intentions of LDing or anything. I just had SP but like in the dreamworld I guess I'm in a room that looks like mines but not really but i'm stuck in the bed and all I can do is barely toss and turn while like breathing hard. Than I have a FA still in bed with SP I try to move but same barely can only move in bed and something is attacking me. I hear like a roar and it's attacking my thigh, it hurts. It ends and I have another FA/SP I guess, again in what looked like my room but not really but this time I see my covers are brown instead of blue and out the corner of my eye I see someone in a wedding dress which I guess was a mannequin because a mannequin hand slowly stretches towards me, which freaks me out a bit. I try moving but my body and limbs feel so heavy and it's very hard to move. That mannequin hand continues to stretch more and more but very slowly, I eventually managed to get out the bed but my eyes are still glued to that hand while I'm trying to put my feet in my addidas slides lol. Since my body is so heavy and I move slow, I give in by reaching for the mannequin's hand. I grab her hand, expecting to feel a plastic hand but instead I feel as if I'm clenching my covers. Now finally awake in my bed with my eyes close and that same hand I used is in fact clenching my covers lol. That felt so real!

The dream starts on a beach. The sea is a couple hundred meters to my left. To the right is an endless expanse of yellow sand.
There is two of me, younger me and older me. Younger me looks about 16, older me looks about 24. Somehow I am both of them at the same time.
We are running from an unknown enemy. Though I never saw them in the dream I think they're a bunch of black vans with people with guns in them.
We're running, and we come to a forest. The beach just instantly stops at the tree line and becomes densely populated with trees. The vans won't be able to go through there. [here the perspective shifts from both mes simultaneously to just the younger me] Older me pulls a gun out of nowhere. He tells me to go on ahead. I know what he's thinking, he's going to sacrifice himself to buy me more time. I am sad as I run into the forest. I look back and see older me standing, waiting for the enemy and the dream ends.

Sunday 11.24.13

Last night, bed around midnight. 3rd night in a row meditating on bed before sleep. 3rd night nice, interesting dreams.

DR
Going through a futuristic building with my futuristic rifle. It has a small screen, laser sights, and a few control buttons. I'm leading a group of people out of there.

I take up a position behind some concrete blocks, with my back to the wall. I take an aim at the distant door on top of short stairwell. We are expecting the enemy. The door opens and enemy soldiers in black, shiny uniforms walk cautiously inside. I see my gree laser dot and stream is on them, but my rifle had shot down. I fumble with the controls to turn it back on.

We were on a field trip and one of my friends that had traveled to America was there. (In the dream though he said that he just got back from Canada). All around me are some teachers but they are leaving. He gives me a hug and continues hugging me until i pull away and tell him we can't hug now. (In my school if you hug someone of the opposite sex you get suspension
) So he stops. When we go outside, we walk and we talk for a bit. After all the teachers leave i tell him that i have no problem hugging him and that the only reason i told him to stop hugging me is so i wouldn't get suspended. So he looks around to make sure that their aren't any teachers and then gives me a longer hug. We sit on a bench and we keep talking and one of my friends come up to us and sits with us and says "I know i'm being a third wheel" so i give her the get lost look and she still goes "I know this is awkward" and she makes no move to get up and she says "I can stay here for hours". Right now i'm proper pissed off at her and then i wake up in my dream. Then i don't remember what happened but then i woke up for real.

Dream 1:
I am a member of some sort of death camp or something. This starts out as a run of the mill nightmare - I'm terrified of being executed. The people running the camp use some sort of liquid, rather than a gas, to execute prisoners - it soaks right through clothing, rubber boots, etc. (it doesn't matter) and kills you pretty much instantly. The chambers they keep/use this stuff in look like 1960s era technology. One of these chambers malfunctions, spilling the liquid all over the place - it kills a bunch of little kids who are walking single file through the hallway, but it also kills a lot of the officers who are leading/marching them along, as well as the ones operating the thing... as soon as they realize what's happening, they start trying to get away from the liquid creeping along the floor. I overcome my horror at the situation and decide to escape, but not before locking the heavy metal door behind me. Because f*** those guys.

I escape and it's some sort of heavily forested environment. I am half-dead when I encounter a band of orcs. They decide not to kill me. Eventually, I join their ranks, after a few rites of passage (I'm a dude in this dream). During all of this, there are some skirmishes over territory. One of their older (and more respected) members is old and ailing. Their way of dealing with situations like this is to hasten the warrior's death, rather than letting it drag out. With a great deal of ceremony, they build a pyre, and set him atop it wrapped in ceremonial robes. He's doused with some sort of flammable liquid and they set the whole thing on fire.
I get mortally wounded in one of the border skirmishes. It's a gut wound, which means I'm going to die slowly and horribly anyway. They wouldn't normally allow the honor to an outsider, but I've proven myself to the group over and over again, so I've earned the same honorable death. The dream ends with me climbing atop my own pyre and being set alight.

Dream 2:
I dreamed that I was walking by a bus stop with my brother. The landscape was flat, more like the Midwest than where we currently live. A coworker of mine (T) was there waiting for the bus. My brother and I were going to a bar on a local riverboat (it was John's or Jack's or something). We invited her to come along, but she only had 11 minutes until the bus arrived, so she didn't have time to hang out at the bar with us. She'd been standing at the bus 76 stop, but realized that she needed the bus 71 stop around the corner, so she said she had to go.

My brother and I continued onto the boat. We saw that there was somehow an amusement park on it, and there was a spinning ride that was called The Eagle. We went up the steps to the park (the bar was below) and debated getting on the ride. While we were discussing it, the boat departed from the shore. I pointed out that none of the various rides had safety measures (like railings to prevent you from getting too close to the ride while it was in operation). M and I agreed that it was too unsafe, and decided to head down to the bar.

As we make the decision, the riverboat starts to tilt. Something's wrong, and the boat is starting to sink in the water. It hasn't fully sunk, and the staff is trying to calm everybody down, saying the situation is under control, even though it pretty clearly isn't. The bar starts evacuating their patrons to the upper deck, since the lower deck is getting perilously close to completely flooding.

The boat tilts even more, and water rushes across the deck. Somehow the whole thing turns completely upside down. My brother and I have moved close enough to the edge that as it gets submerged, we're able to avoid getting trapped underneath the boat. We hang on the edge of the capsized boat while I try to figure out if we can make it to shore by swimming, or if we should stick close to the submerged boat and hope that enough of it stays afloat that we can hang onto it. I decide that it's too far to shore, and any rescue operation is going to be looking for us here. I suggest to M that we stay with the boat.

Dream 3:
I am at a museum. There is a huge (like 50 feet tall) tank of water. It's set up so that when you touch it or it comes in contact with a conductive object, lights and patterns flash through it. They drop a metal ladder into it and I'm worried that it's going to break the glass as it scrapes against the side. They're demonstrating the effects that it produces, but the effect right now is underwhelming - all of the lights and colors are inside a little box that a scuba diver in the tank is holding. I was expecting the whole tank to light up. I decide the whole thing is a waste.

Dream 4:
For some reason, I have a collection of Barbie dolls and My Little Ponies. Some of the Barbies are themed (like one has tiny Sailor Moon costumes and there is a Darien doll). Another has a white dress, and I have a package of clothes with long white gloves and high heels, and am thinking about opening her and putting the gloves and heels on her.
I am organizing these toys. They are on what looks like a store rack, but they're mine. I want to play with them, but I realize I'm far too old for that, and that if I open them it might ruin any value they have to collectors.
I am going to play with one, but then my mother starts a fight with me, and when I come back to my Barbies, the mood is ruined. I get some ponies out, but they are only made of colorful stiff cardboard, so I'm disappointed. I toss them up into the air, and they rise higher and higher, and are picked up by a gust of wind, and disappear into the sky.

Dream 5:
I am flying a kite. It's a very large kite. I am with a blonde girl with chin-length wavy hair, and she is watching me fly it. Rather than a string, the kite is attached to a bolt of fabric. It's difficult to hold onto the spool because the wind is so strong and the kite is so large.
The girl asks if she can fly the kite. I hand her the spool and she tosses it into the air. I get angry and say,"Why did you do that? Now I'll never get my kite back!". The spool bounces through the air across the field. I run after it and manage to grab it. The girl asks to fly it again, and promises she won't throw the spool again. I'm an idiot in this dream, so I tell her fine, she can fly the kite as long as she doesn't throw the spool. I hand her the spool, and she throws it again. I yell at her again.
I look in the direction of the kite, and there is a huge rainbow in the sky. It is so brilliant and intense that it looks solid. I want to take a photo of it, so I dig through the car (which is a subaru SUV) for a camera. I find what I think is my camera and turn it on, but when the shutter extends from the body of the camera, I realize it is not mine, but belongs to my friend. I frantically begin digging for my cheap little point-and-click. I find it, but it won't take a photo no matter what I do. I'm getting very frustrated because the rainbow is fading. I start trying to take a photo with my camera, but it doesn't work, and when I finally get a photo, the rainbow has faded to traces of red. I'm really disappointed, but a faceless friend (the one who owned the other camera) reassures me that he got a good photo of it, and he will share it with me once he gets it off his camera. I feel somewhat better.

Dream 6:
I am in a rundown sort of house. There's a great-room that leads to two bedrooms and a bathroom, and above it is a closet, bathroom, and bedroom. I am staying here with my aunt, and have just arrived, but apparently my aunt is She-Ra.
I'm trying to find somewhere to put my coat away. There is a coat closet at the top of some rickety stairs. I shut myself in the closet because I want to be alone. After I eventually put my coat away, I begin to look for a bathroom. There is a bathroom in the downstairs bedroom, but it's IN the bedroom, and I'm really uncomfortable about this because there's no way to lock the door even though there are 50 different controls for the lights. I head upstairs where I know there's a bathroom. I wander through some bedrooms, but I can't seem to find the bathroom, even though I know it's there. For some reason I end up in the coat closet again. I hear some yelling and crashing, like someone is having a tantrum in one of the bedrooms next to the closet. Suddenly the wall collapses. I guess the Hulk is living there too, because he's peering through the crumbling wall and looks as confused as I am.
"What are you doing in there?"
"I just want to find the bathroom "

non lucid
*Walking to some location a came across allot of money on the ground. I started to pick the money up thinking wow how come nobody notices this.I get to a point were a have so much money I can no longer fit it in my wallet.

Original journal entry dated Sept. 10, 2002:

First part is unrelated to the second, they just kinda faded into each other - I was with my family, only it was with my uncle I's extended family. My brother was there, but in the dream he was a little sister instead of a little brother. I dreamt we needed gas, but first we stopped at this one restaurant, and there were lots of badgers inside, and I talked to a waitress who was a friend of my mom's, she was complaining about her hours. Then I went with my family, we needed to get gas, for some reason they were filling up cereal boxes with it and carting them around, I told them this was really really stupid and they told me to either shut up or walk, so I got out of the car and started screaming at them and threw my box away, and made my brother/sister get out too. Then their car blew up. And Melissa Etheridge, in the guise of Alice from The Brady Bunch, came and saved everybody and gave my brother and I a ride home in her truck.

Ok, it's funny when I write it down, but in the dream I was very, very angry and upset and screaming at the top of my lungs. I hope I wasn't yelling in my sleep again.

There was a vaguer dream slightly beforehand but I don't know if it belongs with the one I'm about to describe. It was... sky-rides. You know, like the buckets that go along those lines, between the poles, and people sit in them... sort of... yeah, me and mom and my aunt and uncle were riding those, I think it was on the way to the tour... they were almost like a monorail but hung upside down on the line and they were open to the air.

Then the nightmare, less angry and family-oriented and far more creepy. I had a dream that mom and her friend, for whatever stupid reason they had, decided to go on this one tour with my uncle K and aunt L. It was through something called "The Basement", a really big haunted region, and it was supposed to be this awesome, scary tour, with the catch that all of the haunted stuff was real. Actually, "The Basement" was only a section of the total area, there were other places with names like "The Attic" and stuff, but I forgot the names, and they were pretty minor areas compared to The Basement anyway (it was the biggie). So we got split up from aunt and uncle and lost our tour group, and it was all grey and misty and totally deserted, and I was scared shitless. Mom told me that she went on the tour a long, long time ago with my dad and she didn't see any ghosts, really, except for one that bit her on the top of the head, except that was at the Carnival, which was a ways off. Lori Beth only seemed mildly disappointed that we hadn't seen anything so far. I was wishing that I could magically and instantly teleport right out of the place, since I was terrified and I hadn't even actually SEEN anything. Mom told me that if I got really scared I could go and find my uncle, since he was some sort of weird anti-ghost void type person (i.e. could repel ghosts). We were getting closer to this one old house type place and my mother's friend was debating whether or not we should go inside. I personally didn't want to go anywhere, much less any place that looked that ominous. It wasn't the usual Victorian mansion, more like an old farmhouse but a very large one that a richer family would own (like a plantation house only not so, you know, Southern or elaborate).

Then I woke up absolutely terrified

Had a dream, but I was not lucid.

Woke up, took me a minute to recall that I had had one. As soon as i realized I had had one, I tried to calmly lie back and focus on it.

Between waking up and realizing the fact that I had had a dream, I had turned in bed, I could re-think the end of it, but I didnt move back to my origina position and I wonder if that effected my recall, as I constantly felt pressure on my left side of the face, as I slept chest downward, face burrowd in the pillow, 45 degree facing my right side.

I remember starting out at my high school blacktop where we have our P.E. class.
I would get dressed in my Uniform and go out to the blacktop.
When I went out, it was filled with trash everywhere. Milk Carton caps mostly.
I was just looking around because I had not Gained Lucidity yet. Then I looked at my hands, still all 5 fingers but I noticed that one of my fingers is a dwarf compared to the rest, even to the thumb it was a dwarf.
I then did the Nose Plugging Reality Check and voila, it worked. Gained my Lucidity.
I started cleaning up the mess with telekinesis and for some reason, my whole class got mad at me for dong that.
After that, I just started playing around what what i can do with telekinesis. I would Pull them towards me, throw them up and catch it again and again and again. Got bored.
I then closed me eyes for a bit too long and I woke up in my room.