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01.08.2013

Attempting to Snipe a Huge Guy (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream recall of this is a bit patchy, and seriously, this was one long freaking dream with other dreams that seemed to go in synch with it. I've been putting off trying to recall it for a few days, but I'll try my best to recall what's left of my memory of it.

I'm within a building that has a composition where it's easy to into tight and awkward situations. I'm wearing a light gray, a very light gray suit that's unbuttoned and light gray dress pants as well. I believe I have a milky and light yellow dress shirt that's buttoned and tucked in, and I have a sniper rifle as well.

Apparently, I have to shoot some large dude that can be seen over an opened vent. I would have to climb up a bit to reach it, aim, and hopefully kill him, however, I wanted to plan this out a bit more. Just imagine for a moment of me near a wall, and the left and right corners are openings to get into the room where the large guy is.

Then you have the vent in the middle that's opened, so I decided to go to the right and peek to see if there's anything I should be aware of, like guards or anyone that might try to inform others that the guy is dead, if I were to shoot him. It seems he's pretty much the only one there, but then I noticed some small entity that I can't really make a good description of seeing how the place is pretty dark.

The only decent lighting in that room is the large screen that emits a milky light blue color, and I think the large guy is busy eating random food. At this point, as I'm trying to prepare to snipe him, and HUD comes up quickly, as if I'm trying to choose which perks to choose, like in Call of Duty games.

There was some skewed logic going on when I was mentally picking which perk and package to choose from, and I'm informed somehow that I can use the Specialist Package along with parts of an Assault Package? Didn't really make sense to me, but I just went with it and picked a few things.

Then I'm distracted again and have some random display show up mentally that shows a map with a white background and black curvy lines along with a legend display of what seems to be the same large guy I have to shoot down. The dream doesn't really make sense to me after this point.

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01.08.2013

Blonde Becomes an Attraction for Everyone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

As I'm walking inside another random building that has a general color of light gray and hues of gray painted on the walls, flooring, etc., I noticed some chattering in a room nearby. I peek in a bit and see a blonde female is the center of attention for everyone in that room, and she looks like she wants my attention as well, but she's also shifting her eyes back and forth with the group she's dealing wtih as well.

I felt kind of jealous of her for some reason, and the more I look around at her and the group, these people kind of look familiar to me. There's random flashes of clips, images, and all sorts of things I can't make a cohesive description of.

The dream shifts to where the blonde is sitting down, and she's wearing a light turquoise-green dress with a V-shaped lining that shows her cleavage a bit. She has long, curvy, and wavy hair and has soft skin as well. I just remember her sitting there on a black chair with no handles to rest on along with the random dream characters with her as well.

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01.08.2013

People Rewarded in an Auditorium and I'm Confused On What I Did Beforehand (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not sure if I was recalling this dream on August First or the day before that, but whatever.

The dream I had before with the battle-ox thing and the whole list of random events before that with the thought-forms and Naruto stuff, this one felt like it had some connection with that. I find myself walking into an auditorium, and I noticed there's a lot of people sitting down already. I take a seat and watch to see what's going on, and apparently there's people on stage that are lined up to be prepared to be given a check for their efforts of saving everyone from some monster.

I presume it was the monster I had to run away from, but something struck a nerve for me when I saw these people getting these checks. My recall is horrible in this dream, but I had a strong feeling I contributed towards eliminating or defeating whatever entity these group of people went through together. I wanted to stand up, but I didn't want to, I decided to just let these people get what they deserve while I end up being puzzled on whether or not I should deserve some merit or monetary value for whatever I did.

30.07.2013

Thought-Form Imposition, Azula is Crazy, I'm Airbending, Huge Battle Ox, and Money (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The exercise I did for an hour about 2 days ago is really helping my recall alot, but I'm beginning to think it's much more than that helps with recalling this dream despite having to take my time typing other dreams. The exercise is basically made for me to imagine things without being able to put conscious judgment in anything, and how I'll have to rely on unconscious thoughts to stream in to connect the dots.

Now, this isn't what I'm doing for this dream, this is what I actually experienced, the exercise itself is completely different from this. This is just a result from that practice, and of course, the discipline I tried to give myself with recalling as many dreams as possible. The thing is, instead of me being so focused on recalling dreams instantly, I'm letting my mind form those events because I know that as long as I want to recall them (which isn't that hard obviously), the more the mind will make those connections to make the dream a bit more cohesive.

Now, you're probably wondering if one doesn't recall their dreams sooner or later, it might become less valid. Well, with how the concept that's made with the unconscious mind, it seems that if someone thinks that, it's really the person underestimating what your mind can do if you just allow it to do its job of helping you remember things.

Anyway,

The environment I'm has a major color of green and shades of it and has a darker overlay to it as well. It feels as if I'm within the depths of some ancient chamber that has all sorts of secrets and jargon all over the place.

I interact with several dream characters, and I can't really make a cohesive structural plot to do this because there's so much going on at once, but I will try my best. Anyway, I go to a dream character that looks like an albino, and he has a floating orange object in his hand, so I go up to him and ask what he's doing.

He declares to me that he's training how to make thought-forms imposed into his reality, and how the orange object he's holding that's floating on top of his hand about 3 inches up is the thought-form he's trying to make. I take a closer look at the object that's floating about his hand, and it kind of looks like some weird fruit. Imagine cutting Mango, and finally getting to the seed, but there's still some orange-yellow flesh surrounding it. Now imagine scraping the flesh with your teeth that would give the flesh that doesn't come off as easily a slightly curvy and smooth spiky look to it.

Like this,

except the ends are bit longer and wavier. And there are a few red orbs/eyes/balls on this weird looking object as well, and I see that a few more dream characters have thought-forms similar to the albino I'm near. He's wearing a black monk outfit similar to the Las Plagas monks wear in Resident Evil 4. I turn back to look around the environment again, and I see Naruto in Kyuubi mode, and he's using the Kyuubi arms to hold onto a dark orange orb.

I can't recall why he's doing this, but it seems to be something very important to hold on to seeing how everyone is worried that he might make it drop down in what seemed like a bottomless pit. I think at some point Sasuke shows up for something, and as Naruto is continuing to hold the orange orb, it seems something throws off his balance.

He isn't able to hold the dark orange orb for very long and it drops all the way down to the bottom, and Sasuke I believe gets irritated on Naruto's clumsiness. Naruto closes his eyes and tries to give a fake laugh, and I end up diving towards the bottom.

The dream shifts completely where after the darkness subsides while still falling all the way down head-first, I noticed there's some kind of tug on the pants that I'm wearing. I turn my head quickly to see that it's Azula from Avatar.


From this point, I'm shifting back and forth from third person, spectator, and first person view, and as I'm trying to get Azula away from me, I noticed that I shift between the body form of Aang and myself. I end up taking the role of Aang, and realized that if I airbend at the right time, I won't fall faceplanting the floor.

I look down really quickly, but I can't make out the surface other than it being a light brown-ish or khaki colored tiled flooring. I noticed really huge columns that were a mix of brown and orange, and I believe there were a few lit fire torches maybe 30 feet above from the surface.

And as I'm trying to get Azula off me, she continues to persist and is holding onto the regions of my pants near my ankle more. I try shaking my legs a bit to see if she'll lose her grip, but it seems she's not going to give up. I decided that when I was about 15 feet away from the ground, I somehow managed to make an Airball and flipped myself over on it and landed softly.

Not sure how Azula took the fall, but as I'm preparing to run and create another air ball to sit on, Azula is already back on her feet. She prepares herself like in this video clip below:

TubeChop - Katara & Aang VS Azula & Zuko - Full Battle [HD] (00:14)

Except this time, she's lightning bending to propel herself, and as I'm instantly creating an airball to travel on and escape her, it seems she's having a hard time catching up to me and sustaining the lightning. I don't really look back from that point other than hearing her grunts as she talking to herself wishing the lightning bending would've worked for her.

Pretty sure if she wanted to kill me, she would've done it right from the start. But you know, logic doesn't come in like in a snap that when you're fucking falling down 200-500 feet from above. And I remember her showing up in my dreams at least two times, and it's in really awkward situations. I wonder......

Anyway, my recall of what occurs as I'm continuing to travel with the airball is patchy, and all I know is that there's a dream shift that still relates to this dream I'm having. I'm in a similar environment like I described in the first portion of this dream, except this time, the area is much more expansive and even comforting despite of its dark setting.

The walls and columns are all still green, and I believe the fire is green as well, which makes a huge contrast from the patches of darkness in random places. I can't recall what happens next other than another dream shift in a similar environment, only this time, the atmosphere and lighting has a yellow-orange hue to it (leaning more to yellow).

The more I traverse through the depths of this presumed ancient underground, the more I feel there's going to be surprises just waiting to happen. I find myself walking at what seems to be a dead end, and there's some wording on the walls the seems to be instructions on how to operate the switch in front of me. I had to go around a wall in the middle to the left to reach this area, and I press the switch for a bit to see what will happen.

Nothing happens as yet, and then there's a dream character that looks like the same albino monk I met holding a floating fruit that looked like a Mango. This dream character informs me that I have to keep pressing the switch in order for something to work. I think there's a leveling format involved where there's the maximum number listed and I had to hit the switch, or twist and turn it a certain amount of times to get the result.

The monk leaves I believe, or maybe I just become less aware of him, but anyway, the moment I make the maximum turn/rotation/push/whatever on the switch, it magically slides in a bit more through the hole it came out of. Imagine the event here like watching a movie like the Mummy or even Indiana Jones where if the person presses something they don't know they're dealing with, you start building up tension that something is going to go wrong.

Well, it's pretty much like that, and there's a lot of rumbling occurring, and the ground and the whole area shakes for a little bit. I go back around the wall in the middle where the switch was behind, and looked up.

Shit.


I couldn't have described the moment any better, there's a huge statue with glowing orange eyes that has the visage of an ox. It's pretty slow due to its gargantuan size, which gives me more time to find a way to get out of this place, things have gone too crazy for me to try and find anything anymore in this area. I go straight towards the huge statue that's probably 200-300 feet away from me, and I go to the right with the stack of columns perpendicular to me to get some cover.

And as I'm running straight on the right side, I noticed there's a set of glass windows bordering something inside, and I peeked to see that beyond those glass windows is an exit. It's dark, but it's definitely my chance of escaping.

Suddenly, another entity comes in from the dark opening, and it's basically a mini-version of the large statue that's probably coming after me. Imagine for a moment of how a person would play a game with someone else where they go around in circles trying to catch each other, but then one person stops and waits for that person to come into that direction; and how we predict where a person's going only for them to make a sharp turn in the opposite direction.

It was kind of like that, except this entity was a bit more competent to fall for such tricks. I end up going to the right inside the entrance from the set of glass windows bordering the interior area that has white lighting and is more bright than anything in this ancient environment. Then as the beast comes in from the opposite direction, I quickly turn back and tried to make a dash, but then the beast catches on to what I'm doing, and it makes a sharp turn as well.

All I remember is trying to get out, and probably trying to get away from the mini-ox humanoid entity, the rest is just a mystery to me.

29.07.2013

Eva Wants Sex (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is kind of hard to recall surprisingly, but whatever happened, it had to be sexual.

Eva is wearing a full latex suit, and has part of her cleavage exposed. I go inside a building that looks like the apartment I used to rent in College Station. And the moment I go in, she immediately slams the door.

I turn around wondering why she has to slam the door like that, and she keeps her hands on the lock so I can't think of getting out of this situation with her. She tilts her head and smiles at me, and after that, the only thing I can remember is me stripping her latex suit off and then slowly sliding down her pink panties.

She's bracing herself against a wall as she props her rear towards me desperately wanting something to happen as I have the panties halfway to her knees.


I can't remember anything else from that.

28.07.2013

Ada killing Dopplegangers and Me Dancing To Kill? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Last night I did about 90 minutes of training myself to let unconscious thoughts come in faster without giving much conscious judgment in them, and even though it's my first attempt, it's helping me SO MUCH with dream recall lately. It's actually fun doing those sessions as well because of how my unconscious mind can gather all of these random events and make something out of them.

The reason why I'm doing that kind of exercise is so that when I wake up to attempt to recall my dreams, I gain more confidence that I will be able to synch in with those unconscious thoughts we get when recalling our dreams, where we don't question what's going on, and all we're doing is just letting those thoughts come out.

I put this dream off for about 2 days, and can still remember a decent portion of it as well.


So I'm walking through a school hall, and noticed how a bit blurry the environment is, with small patches of refined detail here and thread, almost as if something bad is going to happen. And as I'm shifting left and right in this perception in the dream, I noticed that the crowd in the hallway is getting a little bit bigger than it should be.

I'm on the left side, and people are coming through me in the opposite direction that I'm facing. I noticed there's this fairly large entity that looks very abnormal compared to the rest of dream characters here.

He's like the picture from above, except most of his body is white with a small hint of pink within it, and his face seems to look human as well, and seems to have a dark blonde hair-style similar to Albert Wesker's. The environment surrounding us consists of turquoise and shades of blue.

The tile floors below us consist mostly of white and blue blocks, and there's a bit of a worn-out look on the floor, most likely because of the dust and dirt from the constant flow of people coming in and out of the school building.

To the left of me, about 3 feet in front of me, is a random classroom door, and the mutant creature is standing perpendicular to me as I'm parallel to the wall to the left of me. He slowly turns his head and looks down at me, and for a few seconds, I was in fear of what he'll do to me, but he just ends up smiling at me and turning back to look at the classroom door.

Eventually, the door opens, and we both go into an environment a lot brighter compared to the previous area. It has this milky and glowing aura type of atmosphere with specs of circular lights floating about. There's streams of curvy vanilla lines flowing through, and it feels kind of weird being in an environment that would induce positive feelings due to its nature.

So, I noticed that my perspective is changing, and I'm not aware of my dream body as much, and it feels like I'm watching a randomly generated video clip of Ada talking with one of her dopplegangers. Not Carla from RE6, but just an exact copy of her, only that this doppleganger is a little bit more muscular and has a bit more meat to her.

Ada is wearing the costume she had from RE2, like the picture below:

Seems Ada is irritated with this doppleganger, and I can't recall the exact conversation they had. All I know is that Ada eventually took a silver tableware knife and stabs the doppleganger in her ear. The doppleganger is still alive, and is slowly walking down some stairs, and I noticed the dream scene shifts completely from being bright to being a little darker.

The stairs are dark green with a few streaks of yellow, and the handrail is black and has a very thin metal frame as well. It seems she's going through the type of stair format where it looks like it's forming squares if you were to look down below from a high elevation, like spiraling down into what seems like a bottomless pit.

The doppleganger is using her right arm to hold onto her left elbow, as if she's injured from other areas of her body. I can't remember what happens next, but there's a dream shift where I'm back to the bright area I mentioned before.

For some reason, I have to dance with some random dream character that looks kind of like Mr. Bean, except he has light brown hair and has a softer visage. I have to pretend I'm dancing to some music with this guy so that Ada can kill him.

I don't know why, I just went with the flow and tried to do my best to give the signal to Ada without the dream character trying to turn back and possibly find out about her plan to eliminate him. I gave Ada some eye gestures for quite some time, and I'm wondering if this dream character is just either really passive about body language, or he's just doesn't have enough sentience and sapience to know what we're up to.

I can't recall what's going to happen next after that. It just ends up being me trying to give her signs to kill him off while I look like an idiot trying to dance where there's nobody around but me and two people.

I was sitting in the back seat of my car, wearing an excessive amount of clothing. At the time, I only knew that I was wearing a heavy black overcoat/trench coat and that I felt very heavy due to all the clothes I was wearing that I couldn't see. I was discussing coats with someone in the front seat. He mentioned something about my coat, and I said something else I cannot remember. At this point, I took off the heavy black overcoat, revealing a very pleasant (and much lighter) beige coat that I called an "undercoat" although it was just as long as the overcoat. The person in the front (I never noticed what they looked like) commented that I looked pretty nice with the undercoat, so I double checked in the mirror.

For whatever reason, I looked (and, as soon as I looked at myself, felt) fantastic; the coat was clean and pure without any lint on it. There were two brown ornate buttons on the coat holding it closed and a piece of brown cloth was used as a belt. In addition, I was wearing a very nice fedora of the same color with a large feather stuck in it (though the brim was absurdly large to the point that it resembled a sombrero slightly). My hair was very very long and was golden, contrasting with my brown hair that looks shorter than it really is. I appeared to be two or three years older than I actually am as well. Some people may have thought I looked somewhat girly, but I thought I looked great.

Some time later, I checked in the mirror again. This time, all I noticed was the face of an old man; my view zoomed in on him, and he looked rather unpleasant; wrinkled and chewing on something. At the same time, he bore an uncanny resemblance to me. I realized that this couldn't be me since I was much younger, and upon realizing this I said aloud "Hey, that old man is in the car in front of me, my reflection is in the corner!" (Side note: The mirror was pointed away from the car in front of me, yet the old man appeared in the mirror anyway.) I saw my own face in the corner of the mirror, looking like a normal (though somewhat younger) me.

The rest of the dream is fuzzy, though I remember the car was driving around my regional high school (not the one I actually go to however) and there were lots of people selling things in small stands outside. I remember having a nice brassy ornate ring in the same style of the buttons of the "undercoat" but after a while I realized it was just junky plastic.



I suppose that the golden-haired coat-clad me is a representation of what I want to become (or will become, though probably sans the hair) in the future: a bright person who is fairly wealthy and intelligent. The ugly old man probably represents an alternate future person who is who I will become if I don't play my cards right; after all, I dismiss the possibility of me going down the wrong road as unlikely, which may be why I said in the dream that the old man couldn't possibly be me. The small younger me in the corner of the mirror probably represents the current me, as I had been acting more immature than usual in the past week. I have no idea who the man driving the car is (though, since I did see my dead father in the dream a couple of times, it may be him) and I don't know why we were discussing coats (besides the fact that I like long coats).

No dreams tonight. I might have remembered some early on, but my mind drifted off of dreaming and onto watching "Dumb and Dumber"

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Another Gun at my head:
I was at a party with one of my teachers and some friends. A girl walked over to a trashcan and i went with her, she found a piece of paper with some words translated to another language on it. As the party ended and i walked home, i saw the police taking the girl away. Confused, i ran over to see what was going on. The police officer tilted his head over to me and said "And torture this kid". Some other men then grabbed me.

Next scene, i'm walking into a trashy abandoned like building. Apparently it's my school. I walk in and see my classmates , i start talking and i hang out with them. Then the girl walks in, There's a weird tension between us because we were getting interrogated and tortured the weekend before. I want to talk to her, i want to discuss, and she probably feels the same, but we both know we're probably being watched right now.

Then one of my teachers walks in with two body guards. She asks me a question and i reply with a stupid answer. I start laughing incredibly hard because i still have no idea why this is happening to me. As i laugh, she then points a gun to my head, i freeze for a second. Then i began laughing some more. She asks if i'm okay, and i reply with a "yeah, hold on a minute", i needed her to hold on because this seemed just too funny.

The ketchup store:
I walk into a store with my parents. They're looking to buy ketchup, all i wanted to do was get a couple issues of some manga on the way out. They get to a place where these big jugs of ketchup are on sale so they get them. However, i look at them and i don't think they're ketchup, i'm pretty sure they bought the wrong thing. As we start going out, i see some monkeys building a wood structure.

The lost and found land of Ice and Metal:
I'm on a bed in the middle of a snowy ice land. There are a ton of russians skiing on a ramp not too far away. Because of that, i can't sleep. So i walk over to tell them to stop. As i get over there, a man loses hold of his three dogs and they run away. I decide to help look for them.

I walk and eventually make it to an abandoned town. I see something that looks like his dogs but they weren't. As i was doing this, i get attacked by mechs. I managed to jump on one and pilot it. I then use it to run away because i wouldn't have stood a chance against the other mechs. As i make my escape, i fly over a pit with a tank and some other mechs. Since i have the advantage of surprise, i quickly destroy the forces below.

As i drop down to where the tank was, i see a secret tank sealed up in a wall. I unlock the wall and pilot the massive tank, i then use it to destroy all of my enemies.

Head stitching of guns:
I was in a band room with some friends. There were guns on the ground, we were getting geared up for one reason or another. However, in order to get a gun, you had to let koady cut your head open and stitch it back up. The dream ended with me trying to decide which gun i wanted.

The wall of hidden death:
I'm on my farm piloting a helicopter. I then get called back to the ground as a commanding officer finds out some one else is suppose to be piloting the helicopter. As the new person gets in, they go across the river and start bombing the other side. This surprised me, i needed to take cover so i went underground into a bunker. So apparently, we were at war. The terrain was divided by a river and on the other side were Filipinos.

As the bombing went on, i ate some chips i found. After the bombing, i quickly went further underground and down a ladder to a room that connected to the river. I saw some of our troops coming back wounded and in bad condition. I walked past them and across the river to a massive rock wall. A guy then walked up to me and said "You shouldn't go any further". As he said that, he walked over to the wall and put his foot on something and then massive turrets popped up all along the wall which could detect enemy movement. He then explained that the turrets kill any enemy that tries to invade via the wall.

non lucid
*I heard the sound of horns like in a tibetan temple.This huge machine was there to find me. They started shooting fire at the house. I thought I am gonna die being burned alive, that is the most painful way to go. I thought about hell. Then I jumped out of window from the third floor. I flew and a lot of mexican people who were running the machine starting shooting me. The bullets didn't effect me. Then I asked someone who owned the machine could I take shelter at there location. I was trying to hide from someone.

Woke up this morning, disappointed, even depressed. Slept a very long time, and had nothing, not even fragments. Blank. Was getting dressed as something hit me. First just the name, the Dreaming Man. Then all the emotion. And this is how the dream begins:

- I am in my shabby, small, dark apartment. Obsessing about lucid dreams. Reading books about them, researching. Then I pick up spit-image of a real life Notebook manual. Written there are not PC instructions but a wiki of dreaming, all possible subjects and induction techniques, listed neatly with corresponding explanations.


I'm overriden with joy and surprise as I go over the pages. Soon I find mention of a recipe for what seems to be a substance that makes you dream (or a dream substance that makes you lucid, not sure). It caught my attention. I had to try this. My recall gets hazy at how exactly everything happened, but from that manual I learn of another such dreamer as myself who has done it before, and who knows how to make it. The name was The Dreaming Man.

I arrive at a far away place where this person was supposed to be. At the endge of grim downtown, among large apartment blocks there was an unnatural opening. There stood several colored tents, shacks, an icecream freezer up front. Seemed like a circus of sorts.



I followed a dirt/sand trail from the street concrete that led up to the ice-cream vendor. There was a beautiful velvet tent to the right with red and yellow stripes. So I bought some ice-cream and asked about the dreaming man ( a side-note in real life DJ:"Think the vendor wasnt very friendly") . Found the person that I was looking for to the left, near something like a bar. She was a beautiful, tall woman covered in blue bodypaint with brown ornamets, long hair. But she looked tired, very uneasy. I asked her if she was dreaming every night. She told me that she did, with a nervous voice. Then I asked her if she had lucid dreams too, and she said yes, that she had about 900 recorded dreams. Then I asked about the recipe, if she knew how to make it, but I sensed fear or something. She didnt want to make it. I told her that I'm a dreamer too and showed her that dream instruction book. After lots of hazy arguments I conviced her to help me and she agreed to travel with me to my apartment (far away).

Eventually we were sitting in that room again, I remember weighting several ingredients in a bowl as if making that recipe with her help. That dream substance was probably never made as the dream came to an end before we could finish. Now the most impactfull part of this long dream rant would be that somewhere between me convincing her and arriving at the apartment she told me a story. A story that I got to re-live, to be there as did she.

It was a grey cellar room, I was sitting at a table. In front of me, on the other side of the table, sat a chubby man in his 50's, hawaii shirt, sweaty forehead, little hair, glasses, with a notebook and pen. I, the Dreaming Man, was desperately trying to explain something over and over again. Felt tired, scared, lost, confused, sad, lonely. The man sat there calm and emotionless as he shook his head in disbelief. The next thing I saw was the Dreaming Man hanging by chains on a wall in a dark cellar corridor, dirty and trashed, in a line with countless others, constantly being electrocuted by cables at their feet.


She told me in her tormented but loving voice, that it continued until they either got "better" and forgot about it, or died and were diposed of.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was something about some girl and some other characters in dark room, she was saying that she knows what will happen and that some particular person is coming, then that person comes through the door and i get weird sensation of falling.

Dream 2(fragments):

Story about some people visiting some house and never coming back, it apparently asked them questions and absorbed them, then the whole house literally started moving.

Not sure if i woke up and got back to sleep, or it was FA, so it is either an actual WILD or WILD from dream..
Dream 3:

There is some weird noise and sensation of rapid movement, i know i am dreaming. I open dream eyes and get up, room looks exactly same as in waking life, i go towards balcony while rubbing hands, but dream fades out as i am about to start flight.
I wake up and everything looks weird, at first i mistake it for HH but then realize that i am still dreaming, i get up and rub hands, it fades again.
I wake up again and gravity isn't working properly, i shout something and make some objects disappear. Then it fades out again and this time i wake up properly.

Dream 4:

I was at home and some family members were watching some series and there was some talk about it, we were discussing some things then police came, one male and one female and arrested someone for bribing or something. There was some discussion about it and i knew that they were not fair, i tried to solve it but got arrested as well for same reason apparently, but then i said something along the line that i was not really doing it, but rather that i would do it if i had chance to do, which i don't, unless i will have that chance(Dream logic!) which confused them and they freed me, but not the other person, they also taunted me. I got angry and slashed male policeman across the face as if i had claws, leaving 2-3 visible bloody marks on it, he got scared and i tossed him onto the floor.
At this point i realize that i am dreaming, and that kinda breaks scene in a way that DCs freeze in motions like they aren't programmed for that or something. I am about to attack another police person, but she is a different DC now somehow, so i decide against it. I go through corridor and decide to switch forms by standing on all four like i did in other dreams, but something goes wrong and dream destabilizes and movement kinda gets limited, then as it fades to black i feel weird slight pain.
I wake up on the street and someone's calling me, there's a tunnel and very tall train.
I wake up again, this time at home but in different room, i realize that i am still dreaming and i notice weird radar dish thing on the wall. Then i wake up properly.

Morning of August 2, 2013. Friday.

Dream #: 17,028-03. Reading time: 2 min 32 sec.



It is unclear why the world is being “stopped” by God. It may relate to the endless clashes of culture and religions or the fabrications by governments and businesses to serve their interests.

I am in a business building with others, though unsure of where my family is. The world gets increasingly warmer but stops at the threshold where life would end. The drama begins when darkness suddenly falls. Most people are afraid, but I am partly aware of what is coming.

Time passes, and I feel movement around me. I rise to float into the air, and so do all the others. It is not like flying but floating without gravity and with no control with the danger of randomly bumping into someone or something and while going at different speeds. It does not terrify me as it does the others. I tell them that God has taken gravity away from the human race. (This may be an influence from recently seeing others on the Internet writing about how “good” or “bad” gravity is.) The planets and stars are beginning to vanish.

More time passes, and the end is coming. I feel a sense of awe and a slight regret. What will happen to me? The world will cease to exist. Suddenly, as all the gravity is gone and most people in the world are very close to death, the doorway is brighter and a strange being of light and shadow, an angel, appears in a cloak. It looks like a “plant of light”, but also seems human at times. Its head, hands, and feet are each like a glowing, swaying cedar sprout. (I do not recall the Biblical reference “swaying like a cedar” in describing Behemoth’s tail. According to some, Behemoth is a hippo or elephant.) At times, the angel’s head and limbs look like a glowing elephant’s tail. The being formally calls for me, using my full name, saying it once. I fearlessly maneuver myself toward the angel. I hear no other name. I feel slightly strange at being the only one called at the “last minute”.

I feel very emotional, crying in thankfulness. The angel becomes a “throne” after carrying me through the doorway, hovering in this other dimension. It is Eternity or Heaven, or something similar, yet I am the only human here. I notice other angels, too brightly glowing to make out much detail, all to my left. I am joyful because I still exist. I am vaguely aware, after a seemingly long time that this is not final, as I am slowly waking. I have a false awakening that I am telling my wife about my previous dream, saying how it had aspects similar to Christianity, though no thoughts of names or specific identities.

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My dream had a sense of bilocation. When I was in Heaven, I was also aware of floating within the Cubitis house’s southwest bedroom, its door facing me from a short distance off to my right.

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I think there was influence from the “Outer Limits” episode “Cold Hands, Warm Heart” (with William Shatner) that I have not seen in over twenty years, regarding the appearance of the angelic being.

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The angel head and limbs with the appearance of an elephant’s tail may relate to quashing my childhood fear of elephants.

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In another dream, I become a big blanket while flying and phasing through walls, as well as soaring high and fast in the night sky. I was also a human and undressed, using it to cover myself, more so to shield my body from tree branches rather than for moral reasons. It transforms into suitable clothing when I land.

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I also had a dream about an unusual snowmobile, which turned out to be precognitive, part of an unexpected scenario for an educational session the same day.

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#204 - 3:55AM - MILD

Long story short, I have some stupid dream about my ex showing up in the middle of the night to get the girls. There was conversation and a little boy. I become confused and wonder how I forgot about having a son with my ex. I hug him and spend time with him but I just can't understand it. I see my parents and ask them about it. They say something odd like its my older daughter's step cousin on her mom's side. I relived that I am not so horrible to forget a son after all.

I do MILD and just latch on to the part where I was confused about the boy. Instead of going into a long senario I just looped that one little bit over and over.

I find myself sitting at work but everything is moved into the parking lot. I say something to Joyce and am in deep contemplation. I am rubbing my hands and telling myself over and over that the next time I am dreaming I will know that I am dreaming. Pretty soon I just know it's a dream. I say, "I'm pretty sure this is a dream." and I stand up and walk away. I walk over a car and jump off the roof of it. Then I turn around and start punching out windows. The first one does not break and I remember to really follow through with my punches. After I clear out the front and back, I do pelvic thrusts into the doors and dent then way in. Each time I shout, "Pelvic Thrust!" like its some sort of video game super move. Then I stop myself and think, "Gee, what will CL say about this later?"

I wander into the parking lot more and try to think of a goal but I just can't seem to remember. A car hits me and I become attached to it. I don't pay attention to it because I am so deep in thought. After a while I just decide to go for the China TOTY. I take control of the vehicle. I am in the cab of a large black truck driving away from work.

I drive crazy and see various random areas. For a moment my vision starts fading out and and I can hear the box fan. I try to ignore this and just focus on driving. Eventually the dream comes back and I am being chased by cops. I hit a sharp hill in the road at high speed and become air-born. I do flips in the air for fun but get stuck there. I see sky then ground over and over. I have to force myself to stop and the truck crashes.

Now I am hovering over the scene. I see two injured cops in brown uniforms on the ground. They appear to be injured like the truck hit them. With out thinking I move over to one and kick him in the head. I am shocked when his head flies completely off. I remember my no violence to DC's rule and apologize to him. The other cop mumbles something and crawls away. I decide to just leave the scene with the intention to still make it to China.

I enter through some invisible threshold and the area changes. I see The Great Wall before me stretched across a wilderness countryside. I float over to it and immediately begin punching large blocks off. It falls easily like a stack of child play blocks. I float up on top and begin back handed swings knocking large parapet sections off. Some areas begin to change and look like a wooden deck but I deny that I believe its all stone. I decide I've done enough damage and move to a roofed section. I imagine a large gong there and summon a large drumb stick without looking. I swing and connect. *GONG* The sound rings out loud and clear. There are some steps leading down to another invisible threshold in the middle of thin air. I can see a different and artificial light coming from it. I watch expecting the authorities to show up. At that moment I feel my physical body and the dream collapses. My dream voice shouts, "NOOOOOOOO!" I wake up.

There is a second and not so eventful LD that I'll have to post later...

I remember in my dream thinking about the desirability of inducing recurring dreams, that it would be good for LD initiation, though I realize that some recurring dreams are not desirable.

I had no awareness of this being a dream, plus I did not feel my body. It was just non lucid thinking in a dream.

Me and Ryan (my best friend) were sitting on my bed watching Black ops 2 YouTube videos on my phone. I told em my friend from houston is pretty good and he's on YouTube.
So we watched a couple and invited him over to the crib. He came and we all chilled and smoked some left over pot my friend from houston had.
Ryan turns on the tv which is now connected to the computer so we can see it from the big screen instead of being huddled around the computer like a bunch of faggots.... Anyway...
We go Facebook girl hunting as usual and Ryan mentions a funny picture that says WAL-Mart Ready. We all laugh but secretly I had no idea what the hell was so funny.
My mom walks in and says "I'm driving to the store you douche bags want anything?" We say we're good.
But I ask my mom aye look at this picture! She says what do y'all know about that? We laugh but I still ask what does it mean? She sits down and says "when there's a boy and a girl meeting upon common interest it's inevitable that they'll get together." "Oh you mean fuckin huh?" ;D. "Yes you little pervert." And she leaves.

My sleeping is really bad lately and sleep is needed to dream of course lol.