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Dream One (Fragment): I was driving an SUV along some country mountain road and got it stuck in the mud. I got out and tried calling for help. A group of guys showed up to help me push it out, and I think a rope was tied to it and we tried pulling it out.

Dream Two: I'm in the trailer we lived in when my husband and I first got married about 6 years ago. There's a guy dressed in army fatigues, and he's yelling at me to move move move. I rush outside where there's already a group of people waiting for me. The Drill Sargent is talking to us about determination or something, then someone says something about how I drive a camaro, I must be fast. Then the Sargent yells at us to go to the back. I go through the hose to the back yard, and notice that everyone else went around the house and not through. My brother is there, and he is trying to show me how to throw these heavy toy planes on strings. We pass the plane back a forth a couple of times, then for some reason I decide to throw my PS3... which is on and lit up even though it's not plugged in. The light gives me pause for a moment, and I think why is the light on? But I fail to question it any more and just decide throwing the PS3 is a bad idea, I'm going back inside. Inside there are stairs, and when I go down them they lead to my best friend's basement. She's on the couch with her husband and there's a mattress with my bed sheets on it, so I assume it's a sleep over and that's where I'm sleeping on the floor. We start talking about how she's starting school again tomorrow (She just graduated from College yesterday, I am so proud of her! But that's why in the dream I think she's starting school again, expanding her degree I guess.) We start talking about the classes she has and if she's expecting any cute guys in her class. Then I joke with her and tell her that if Kurasawa ends up in her class I'm going to be so jealous and visiting her at school every day. Then she yawns, and almost instantly falls asleep. I go to lay down on the mattress, but decide it's uncomfortable and I'm going back upstairs to my trailer where my own bed is. I woke up about the time I got to my own bed, lol.

Dream Three (Fragment): The setting is a grey overcast day, on top of some concrete building. There are large stains on the ground, some red and some just look like the cement is wet. There's a man and a woman in stereotypical PI clothes, examining the scene. They're talking about how this was a murder scene, and the guy is showing the girl the differences between where people died (the blood) and where something had been spilled (the just wet looking spots). I can remember seeing the cracks in the concrete and the clouds in the sky, but there wasn't much content to the dream.

Dream Four: I'm in a car with some chic and my little boy. She tells me to stop at this really old looking trailer that is her friends house. She lets herself in, and wants to show me this guys Pokemon cards collection or something. I'm nervous about being there without the guy who owns the place, but she assures me it's totally cool, he won't mind, not that she plans on telling him anyways. Then I feel really awkward about it, that we're there and he doesn't and never will know. My little boy picks up the pokemon cards and throws them, so I scramble around trying to pick them and freaking out that they're not going to be in the right order and the guy is going to know something wasn't right and be mad at us. Then the chic laughs and says he'll probably just think he rearranged them when he was high. We leave, and I wake up.

Dream Five: I'm in a store, I think it's a craft store like AC Moore. I'm ready to check out, and I cant remember what I was buying But when I reach the checkout, there's only one register open and it's a lady from my moms church running it. She asks me to come over and help her to speed things up. I'm confused, and I ask her if she wants me to open up another lane, and she says no, that the girl running that lane is on break and I might mess up her drawer. She just wants me to swipe all the items across the scanner to ring them up while she chats with the customers. So I do. A few minutes later, the lady on break comes back, and the woman from church tells me thank you and that she doesn't need my help anymore. I start to go get what I was buying again, but notice it's raining. I look outside and see that it is pouring, then I wonder why I'm getting wet INSIDE? And look up to see those fire sprinkler things are going off. I hear the lady from church yelling that someone needs to call the fire department to come turn them off. I walk back to the registers and see my friend B and his daughter. I Say hey, and I thought he worked at Walmart, not AC Moore. He points to his daughter and tells me he's shopping for model paint to paint some models or something. Then I see some books getting soaked. I turn around and ask the church lady if the books will be put on clearance or at least half price now that they're wet. She says no, they will dry, this happens all the time and if they put stuff half price just because it was wet they'd never make any money. I wake up.

Dream Six: I'm standing in the middle of a decimated area of a city. There are broken or fallen buildings all around me, smoke, dust, and even a couple of small smoldering fires. I'm surrounded by these looming, thin pale figures. I'm pretty sure they're vampires and I'm going to die. Then this guy who looks a lot like Morpheus from the matrix shows up and starts kicking vampire ass. But more and more keep showing up! Eventually the guy just grabs me and starts running, carrying me away from the mess in his arms. As he's running, I notice that he's covered in blood, then that it's not all vampire blood, some of it is his own blood. He starts stumbling, and I say something lame like, "Your hurt!" He stops, and says, "I'm sorry, I can't make it any farther without your help." I nod and tell him thank you and ask him how I can help. He's still carrying me in front of his chest, and he lifts me up and sets me on his shoulder. At first I'm thinking this should make it so much harder to run, how the heck does this help? But before I can actually ask that question, he turns his head and bites the inside of my right leg, right through my jeans and everything. At first it hurts, and I cry out, "OW!" But before I can fuss at him to warn me before he's going to bite me, he starts gulping down my blood and it starts feeling really good like vampire bites in books, lol. I'm grabbing his bald head trying not to fall off his shoulders because I'm getting so dizzy from the pleasure and loss of blood. I can't really get a good grip though and start falling. That throws him off balance, and we both fall and roll down a slanted board that's fallen from a nearby building. I almost roll off the board into a nearby fire, but he grabs me and pulls me back into the roll so we're rolling on top of one another down the ramp. Before I can enjoy it though, we slam into a concrete wall, and then he jumps to his feet, lifts me back up, and starts running with me again. He runs into an abandoned store, and grabs an empty box. He tucks me inside, and closes it and tells me to hide that he will be back to get me when the fight is over. Then he leaves, presumably to find the vamps. the box is tiny and cramped though, and I can't make myself that small and hold my balance, and I end up with a muscle twitch that causes me to kick out and break the box. Oops. Suddenly I hear voices an aisle over, and try to tuck the box back around me, but can't do it on my own. A middle aged vampire woman comes around the corner, and I've comically got the box over my torso so my legs and head are poking out either side. I do the whole cartoon sheepish grin and wave, "uh... hi?" She grins, showing big fangs and reaches into her bag pulling out a really thin and flimsy knife. I think she's going to stab me with it, but instead she tosses it to me and says she likes it when her food fights back. A couple of teenage vampires come around the corner then, and she hisses at them to get lost and find their own meal. The hurry away quickly, and I take the moment she's distracted to bend over and get the knife she tossed me. She tells me, "That's a good girl, most are too scared to face off with me. It really kills the fun and flavor." Then I shout back, "Before I fight you, I want to know something." she asks what, and I ask her, "If you bite me will I become a vampire or will I die?" she tells me that all vampires had to be bitten to become vampires, but that answers has holes in it. I see another lady vampire walk by, she's got a baby in her arms, and I can see the baby's fangs sticking out. So I think someone had to bite that baby to make it a vampire, but if every one became a vampire when bitten there would be more vampires in this world. I ask again, "So everyone who's bitten by a vampire becomes a vampire?" She laughs and tells me "Only the lucky ones who don't die first!" I try to run then, worried that I won't be one of the lucky ones. She lunges at me, and I try to slit her throat with the knife when she jumps, but her skin is too tough. She laughs, and I'm on the ground with her on top of me, one hand at her throat pushing against her skin with the knife, the other hand on her forehead trying to push her face and teeth as far away as I can. The more I strain against her, the more my leg starts hurts, and at the time I find it really weird that it's hurting when it's my arms and upper body straining against her. Her face gets closer and close to me, and then suddenly she's being lifted off from me and flung into a nearby wall. It's the guy who looks like Morpheus He stops for a moment to ask me if I'm ok. When I tell him I think so, he turns back around and stakes the vampire woman. She turns to ash and blows away as if the wind were blowing even though it wasn't. Then my leg really starts to hurt. It feels like it's getting really tight and hard. I grab for it on reflex and grit my teeth. Morpheus guy some over and asks me what's wrong. I tell him I don't know, then notices I'm grabbing my leg, and he asks me if I hurt my leg. I tell him no, and he curses then picks me up and sets me up on a nearby box so he can look at it closer without having to get down on the floor. This box must have something in it because it doesn't collapse under my weight. I start feeling like my whole body is shaking, and I'm hearing him shout out to someone to get over here. I see a chic with long dark hair and a guy with short brown hair in their early twenties lean over his shoulder. I blink and then I'm waking up in a small bed inside of a camper. I get up off the bed, and everything feels kind of off. I practically float through the camper to the door, and open it. The girl is standing out side as if she's waiting on me. She tells me it's about time I woke up, then asks me if I'd like to grab a burger because the guys are already pigging out at McDonalds and we're missing out. I do want to eat, and that's when I notice the camper isn't parked in the woods or anything, it's parked in a McDonalds parking lot. We walk inside, and the morpheus guy and the short brown hair guy are eating inside. The chic walks me to the table and sits me down, saying she'll order our food and I should stay here because it'll take me a few days to adjust. Talking to the guys, I find out that I've become a vampire because I'm a carrier of the rare gene that converts people when bitten. I realize then that the woman carrying the baby vampire must have returned and bitten her baby when she realize that genetic determined if you were one of the lucky ones or not. I feel kind of sick thinking about how someone would do that, even if it was genetics, she couldn't be 100% sure that the baby got that gene passed down. The Morpheus guy apologizes, saying he didn't realize I was carrier, and that if I had been a normal person I would have healed just fine because he didn't drink enough to kill me or anything. I'm not mad about it though, so far I see no difference from my normal self, except that I feel as light as air. They tell me I will, and the girls shows up with my burger. Then I ask who they are, and find they are some sort of paranormal creature hunters who hunt creatures that are a threat to humanity. I find out they are where ever we are looking for some sort of boar beast. I realize I'm missing something, but this part of the dream was fuzzy so I don't remember what I forgot. The brown haired guy offers to take me to the camper to see if what I'm looking for is in there. When we get to the camper, the door is still open, and when we step inside, the boar is in there! At first it just looks like a cute little pink piggy, but then it starts getting all spiky and growing, morphing into this hideous beast. I wake up before it's transformation is complete, thankfully.

Dream: I was camping at a campground and had gone out for (wood?) So, we (random group) found wood, and were haeding back to camp. There was a zombie apocalypse approaching. A truck drove through the group and we quickly brushed the tracks away that it left behind. The zombies followed the tracks, not foot prints. (IDK why, they just do) We got back to camp and everyone camping there grouped together for the night and (slept?) The next morning we were at a construction sight. It was abandoned. We had crappy weapons. But I found an area with tools and wepons, where I picked up 2 long knives. I saw zombies coming... (to be continued, NOW!) I saw a guy preparing a handgun, when the zombies tore him apart. A big, fat one ran at me, when I salashed open his stomach and tore out the insides... Then another horde sprinted, and we were not ready for it...

My next dream was more weird than gore, but here's some things that were in it:
A pizza tree
A baby's head being smashed by a spike (IDK WHY! It freaked me out too, not at the time, but it does now)
A girl I was looking for and just couldn't find
A room of tiles (when you peed on them they changed colors and you got points for it, again IDK)

That's pretty much last night, ALSO I had not taken a Melatonin before bed.

I am here hanging with some girl I don't know, a buddy, and a "teacher". Apparently the girl in my dream was supposed to be my girlfriend. She was really beautiful, she was kind and nice, etc. My buddy I was friends with was a laid back down to Earth guy, good friends to be with. My teacher was a pretty cool person to hang around with as well. We were all hanging out, We walked to a field from a road. The teacher suddenly start to began talking about funnel clouds, tornadoes, etc. I heard some peoples voices in the back ground and saw a bunch of people talking going to their house. They were checking their mail.

We suddenly drove off to a City. We drove on a huge bridge. I saw a huge dark cloud in the sky, I didn't want to go in there. We began to drive there any way, the girl I liked was sitting right next to me. The guy was sitting next to me as well. She was keeping me calm down, Suddenly the bridge began to rise up in the air towards the clouds. The clouds looked like it was closer than I suspected. From my point of view it was a funnel cloud. We suddenly began driving down the bridge after that, It began to rain.

Suddenly after that we drove down the road and ended up at some parking place. Where they have underground park ways where the buildings are. Except the place was really small. It didn't had enough buildings, etc. Just one roof. And a bathroom next to it. And when we got out of the car I was refusing to leave because I was scared of the weather. The girl told me not to worry. She was by my side the whole time. My friend suddenly was helping me get over my fears of tornadic weather.

It began to rain, She walked in the hail storm and my friend transformed into this Super Hero guy. He had a shield with him and he told me to come under his shield. So he shielded me from the hail. The girl was happy that I got over my fear of Tornadoes. She told me not to worry. She's by my side, etc. I felt like I was in a good mood when this happened. Apparently my friend, I think he was my dream guide trying to encourage me not to fear some stuff. So apparently he told me not to be afraid of stuff, etc. And the dream ended after that. It was a pretty nice experience. The dream was quite vivid, it was really nice, and everything turned out nice in the end.

I was repairing BVs and taking a couple at a time back over to a table and stacking them. There was also a giant rotating wheel that you could put them in, it was weird looking. I had two co-workers helping me.

I got out of bed, but I was so tired yet that I went to my couch to rest a little more. The main thing I remember is dreaming that I'm sleeping. It is like I am immobile, and things are happening around me. I had my arm over my head and a breeze was blowing on it inside my house. I heard the papers rustling and felt the breeze on my hand. When I woke up and checked, I didn't have any papers on the table near me in the first place.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

4; (edit: ) Back home in the morning:


took a few minutes and drew this on mspaint

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I am on a bus or tram and I spot Morpheus in jeans and jacket, talking to some guy, both standing on the corridor (larger than in real life buses or trams). They end up discussing and fighting and people on the tram freak out, running away from them. The tram stops and people get out in panic.
I sense that agents are coming and I warn Morpheus that he must go. The other guy was not on the side of the agents, because he also runs away as fast as he can. I help Morpheus, by guiding him through the streets that I seem to know well. Then a large grayish van cuts across our path, the door slides and Morpheus hops in and invites me along. Inside it there is one guy driving and one guy on the back that welcomes us. They take us to their headquarters.
The van parks at some garage and they welcome me to the facilities. Outside the van, a girl passes by, wearing a denim jumpsuit and a red/black checker shirt and short hair and I recognize her to be Trinity. She talks briefly with Morpheus, informing him of the results of her latest assignment and she doesn't seem very happy about it. He says something like an ok and tries to encourage her. Then he tells me to go with her.
I accidentally hear the two other guys mocking her because of her tomboy looks. I am amazed by their silly behavior and think that one day they'll regret it.
She enters a locker room to shower and change and lets me know that she heard their comments. She was already upset she didn't get much success on her mission and on top of that she confesses she has no self-esteem and finds herself skinny and unattractive. I tell her that one day she will be a great looked-after warrior and she will wear really cool vinyl outfits and be the object of fantasy of all those men who now look down on her. She doesn't believe me and she smirks. Then she enters the shower.
While she is showering, I write an encouraging message to her on the steamy mirror and I go outside.

=D I just noticed, but this is almost exactally 1 year from my last post!

So, I have this guy I have been trying to contact in my dreams. BUT we are on completely opposite sides of the world, so finding a time to sleep when he is asleep too is really difficult. My question to everybody before I get into de good stuffs. Do you think he can feel me calling to him even when he is awake? He's spiritually aware like me sort of.

THE DREAM 5/12
I may have had a dream or two before this one, but I can't remember them at all. From the first moment the dream formed, I was lucid.

~In real life, I had had a VERY stressful week with school AP testing and all that jazz. I had just finished my last test on Friday, and it had a lot of issues.. Luckily I turned it in on time ^^ and from then on I was just drained. So, I have learned that lucid dreams are more common [to me] just after releasing a lot of stress!


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So, first thing I notice is that I'm in my home. Difference is, it was illuminated like golden sepia tone-ish. I immediately freaked out a little, thinking "ohmigosh, I need to stabilize like what the internets said.. I tried looking down at my hands. It didn't work out well. My hands looked like triple vision, and they felt like it too. Just looking at them made me dizzy and unfocused. That itself made me freak out even more, so I tried out another technique, spinning. That didn't work either. Spinning made me tip a bit like when you lose your footing in a deep pool. For a few seconds I just stood still. It helped a bit, and my vision cleared. The best way from my experience, was to just walk. I didn't really think it into being, but feeling something like gravity keep me on the ground while I walked stabilized my focus a whole lot.

From then on, I just stayed in my house, experimenting. I grew different body parts ;D and made my dog appear, played with him for a while. I ended up getting bored. I wanted to try out different scenery.

So, I walk outside, and I see my neighborhood. Its night, and police cars and fire engines crowd the streets over on the right. "Uh uh, no way" I say! The worst thing I could imagine would be experiencing a nightmare while I'm 'awake' so to speak. Especially when I don't know the first thing I'm doing. So, I keep walking straight ahead, ignoring the scene. As I walk, he night seems to melt away. I don't pay much attention to the world around me, but the ground looked like a meadow in the early morning light.

I tried calling to that guy I mentioned above. {Im mentioning this guy a lot in this post, so from now on I will call him Gach} At first I just tried calling his name, seeing if he would just appear from my saying it That didn't work, so I tried making him appear from my visual memory of him. The ground bulged a bit, but it didn't work. So, I tried one last time. That time, I reached out my hand, remembering the last time I held his face. I willed everything in me to just focus on that feeling. I had a little boom go off inside of me, and his face appeared right where my hand held it. His face was filled with love [hard to describe] and I felt that he missed something. That vision only lasted a second..

Anyway, walking on worked ^^ and I end up in an icy cliff place. I remember talking with some guy there. I think he was a climber. From then on, I can't remember.



THE NEXT DREAM 5/13

I can only remember a few things that happened in this one. I was lucid, but I didn't try to control anything. I went along with everything that happened and explored a bit.

I'm in some sort of laundry shop. I was somewhere else before that, doing who knows what, but I can't remember right now. SO, who else would be behind the counter than Gach? Immediately, I am overcome with doubt. "Okay, I'll just get my clothes and leave. He won't notice me." I talk to him a bit, order my stuff. All the while, I can see/sense him looking up at me every couple of seconds. I tried something crazy out though. Dream characters are from myself, but I did it anyways. I tried reading his mind. His mind didn't feel like my own. His thoughts were completely independent of my own. I was surprised for a moment, but we talked a bit, and I realized it really was him. We had a lot of fun, fell in love all over again. AND THEN.. ALIENS! A giant spaceship comes out of the sky. FEAR fills me to the brim, and yet I feel invigorated all at the same time. Oh, and I am back outside in front of my house for some reason while this happens. A huge monster truck-looking yellow and red space ship pops out of the big one and starts blasting waves of 'sound?' Waves ripple through the ground, bouncing me up and down. Everyone else runs away or in the house. 'course I'd be the only fool left out their thinking 'oh cool' while being tossed about by galactica surround-sound.. Another copy of that booming space ship pops out of the big one and does the same thing. The booms feel like their injecting awesomeness powers into me, but I still try bouncing on my butt right before the ripple hits, just in case the aliens are doing some freaky experiment or something. ~END

Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Type: DILD (semi-lucid)

I remember being in some kind of forest area. It was very dark, but for some reason we had these little lamps hanging up in the trees to provide light. I was with a couple of people.

I can’t remember what caused us to do this, but my friends starting sprinting off, like they got scared of something. I quickly followed behind them, tracking them down with my eyes so that I wouldn’t get lost in the darkness.
I went around every tree and crevice that I could see that they dodged. I came to a small hill, and jumped off. In midair I thought, “Wait, this is a dream!” and landed. I felt a mild shock in my shoulders and back. I didn’t RC, I just kept following them. Eventually the dream ended. I only took that little moment to notice that I was dreaming, but lost lucidity right after that moment.

A Two Story Car?
I was with my sister Sam, and my little brother Tom. We were inside a large vehicle. There were these two men who were taking us somewhere in it.
I think we were trying to hide some sort of object. But I’ll get to that later.

We stopped at some sort of truck stop, and a lot of weird people were walking around. The men got out, and told us to stay inside. They would only be a minute.

We stayed inside the car and explored around. I found some stairs in the back of the car (the car outside was like a van, except it had two stories inside!) and climbed up them. Inside, I found a room as large as the one below. It looked like there were bookshelves full of records and books. Looking to the right I saw just a regular window. This room didn’t look like it was designed for a car at all, just a regular room you would find in your house.

I walked downstairs and my sister was playing music on the radio. It was so loud I heard it while on the stairs. I think my brother was just sitting there not doing anything.

I got back into my seat in the front (the steering wheel was on the right). I saw a weird man walk by, so I slid down in my seat. “Don’t let him see you.” I whispered.

Eventually the men came back. We drove to some sort of warehouse looking place. Whatever we were trying to hide, one of the men had with him. We walked inside and saw some people walking around boxes. Inside looked like a huge garage. We went through a sort of side room (it looked like a hotel room) and I think put whatever we were hiding on the floor.

Then the dream ended

It's About to Rain
We were at our school. I was with my friend Mike and his mom. We were outside on the playground, walking around. I remember Mike’s mom saying, “Mike, let’s go running.” (They were runners)
He looked at the sky. It was a weird shade of yellow and it was starting to rain. “No, mom,” he said. “It’s going to get bad, the weather.”
“Who cares let’s go.” She insisted.
“But mom –“
“Let’s go.” She said sternly.

After that weird episode, it turns out they didn’t go running after all. He came to my house and we were in my bedroom. I think he was supposed to keep me company during the storm.

Fragment
We were in my sister’s car. She was driving down the road. All of a sudden, we see a car bump the one in front of him. They immediately stop, and Ken keeps going, since she’s in the other lane. I hear her go, “Oh my gosh!”

CONTINUATION TO Mr. Anubis (le click!)

It is very dark. I don't know where I am. I vaguely remember myself plunging to the ground, but beyond that, I can't seem to recall anything.

I reach out in front of me. Empty space.
I wave my arms around, trying to feel anything.
But there is nothing there.

I start walking forward, arms extended. After a few seconds of walking blindly, I feel a flat, smooth object. I swipe my hand over it, and realize that it is a wall. I feel a small protrusion a few inches to the right. Ah, a light switch. I flip it.

A fluorescent bulb lights up the room.

I am surprised when I see Jim Carrey sitting on a chair in the far end of the room. He is wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt with floral print. His hair is perfectly coiffed upward, with a swirly end, like Jimmy Neutron's.

I immediately think,"Ohh, it's Ace Ventura!"

He is sitting cross-legged, just staring at me, with a goofy grin.

It takes me a few moments to realize that he isn't moving at all. I take baby steps towards him, trying not to make a sound. He looks like a mannequin.

I am now standing in front of him. I wave my hand in his face. He doesn't blink.

I start to turn away when...

"SHIKAKA!!"

He yells this so loudly and so unexpectedly that I am taken aback and I go, "Wh-? Ahh! This is a dream!"

I go lucid. I rub my hands and the surroundings become really vivid.

"PSYCH!! You're dreaming! Nananananana batman!"

I smile when he says this. Nice, my DC knows it's a dream.

"Can I leave?" I ask.

"Sure," he says, "Just do me a favor."

"What?" I say.

"Can you summon Adam Levine?" he starts, "I need him... for... reasons."

I laugh.

"I'll try" I say.

I close my eyes and imagine Adam Levine materializing in front of me.

I open one eye to see, but it doesn't seem to be working.

"Try harder. Owowowowowowo!" Ace says, tapping his palm on his mouth repeatedly, like a Native Indian.

I close my eyes again, and try to summon Adam Levine once more.

While my eyes are closed, I start to see blobs of different colors. I also see patterns of lines and curves, forming different shapes I can't yet recognize.

I am so fascinated by them, that I just stare in awe. I start to forget what I was supposed to do in the first place.

As I enjoy the sights, I don't notice myself losing lucidity.

I end up drifting off into a couple on non-lucids, before I finally wake up to my alarm.


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I shall forever spend my life walking the Earth, wondering what Ace Ventura would have done to (with?) Adam Levine if I had successfully summoned him.

I still remember the non-lucids I had after this, but I have decided not to journal them here... for... reasons.



Haha. x)

I am walking home. It is sunset.

As I round the curb to my house, I see this Anubis creature standing outside the door, along with dozens of spear-holding men in tunics. Mr. Anubis is very tall, probably about 8 feet. He is also very macho, with glistening black skin and a canine head. He is in an Egyptian attire decked in gold blings.

I stop walking. His ears snap up.
He sees me, and growls.

I have a moment of panic, but then I become lucid. The weird atmosphere is more noticeable. I do the noseplug and I can breathe. I then rub my hands, and the visuals become clearer (though still a bit hazy).

Mr. Macho Anubis is still there, and he starts to growl. The men start to march towards me in cadence. I can hear and feel their heavy footsteps on the ground. I close my eyes and try my best to make them disappear. I imagine them poofing off into oblivion.

It doesn't work. I open my eyes and they're still coming.
They're only a few feet away from me now. I decide to bolt.

I fly up and steer to the left, feeling relieved that I escaped.

Then, I hear a familiar growl behind me. I look back and see Mr. Macho Anubis flying after me! Holy $#!* this dog-man flies?! I fly a bit faster, but my control is crappy, and my pursuer is catching up. It is then that I decide to fly straight down and phase through the ground so he will lose track of me.

I see nothing but darkness as I am plummet through the earth. I have no idea where it is gonna lead me.

I end up in the void.

Then I lose lucidity.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Shikaka! Ace Ventura! (Le click!)

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There are two parts to this dream, the second one I put in a different entry, since it has a somewhat different storyline. Also, to prevent this entry from being too long and dragging. :3

18/05/2012

Hotel Biff

I am back in my old home town where I grew up - Finedon, me and my wife are visiting an old childhood friend of mine, for some reason we are going to stay at his dad's house. I pay 'Biff' the money so that we can stay in his house for the night. The next thing that happens is blurry, next thing I know it is morning, I am in my old parents house and I need to get to school!! I figure I can get the bus with my little sister, but it takes me too long to get ready, so instead I decide to take the later bus - but what time does it arrive? No matter how much I think about it I just cannot remember - I take this bus everyday though - it was just yesterday that I took this damn bus! What time does it arrive? (in reality it's been nearly 14 years since I last took that bus lol!)

Room 28

I am staying at another hotel, I seemed to have booked it on my own, without my family (perhaps they are coming later) it's a grand old hotel with many floors, and my room is right at the top! As I walk out the front door into this dark town I do not recognize I head toward the car park where I meet my wife - she reminds me that I forgotten something in the hotel room - I head back, it takes me a LONG time to reach my room, right at the top in the attic - I cannot remember what I went to get :/ What I do remember is that the room number is 28

Airship fun

I am sitting on the top of an airship with my wife and daughter (who is 3) the top of this air ship is flat and suitable for sitting on, but it has no barriers and I am scared that my daughter will fall off of the side. While my wife is playing with a ball with my daughter a man behind a kind of turret on one end of the top of the airship is firing smoke missiles at my wife and daughter - I have to keep catching the smoke pellets and throwing back at him while trying to keep my daughter from falling of of the side of the ship every time she goes after a ball that my wife is throwing - this has got to be the definition of STRESSFUL!

Spoiler for This is a lot of st00fs:

This is something that's been really irritating me lately. With the billions of people in this world, it's so easily to be saturated with the thought that people now have a greater chance of being "disposable."

Dream characters. People with a practical sense of lucid dreaming, they believe they represent some element of themselves, some kind insecurity, weakness, strength, stereotype, ideal figure, etc. They want to believe their subconscious is other collaborating with the unconscious mind to create an experience that seems meaningful, or that dreams are only just random processing in our brain.

Then you have the people who are subjective, they believe dream characters can be several stages of a certain person, that they have more meaning, that the subconscious isn't trying to collaborate with the unconscious to create a random experience.

These people introducing abstract reasoning rather than logical and practical means and methods clearly get the most out of lucid dreaming.

Think about it, do people who believe in practical senses would be able to take the burden of possibly experiencing things that may cause a huge shift in what they believe is reality or an illusion?

Are people this weak in being open to many possibilities? Are people this weak to rely on preconceptions of life to sustain a decent reality?

Your reality may not be the same as other people, and yet, there's always a universal medium for people to agree upon. Excluding common sense with biological processes such as sustainability of genes being passed on to the future, protecting family members, etc., I feel these people who utilize practical competence with lucid dreaming can only go so far.

People with subjectivity, they have greater potential, it grows more and more they start to believe in more and more possibilities, they don't constrain themselves.

They don't weaken their potential, they seek to improve it as much as possible. Of course, one does have to have some sense of this reality, even if it may be broken into several pieces, but as long as it keeps them alive, they're okay with it....right?

Body and soul, being trapped in this mortal body, trying to find inner peace in a body that will soon rot and become part of this Earth, and who knows what happens to our soul, if we even have one.

People say they have a good grasp about reality, but is it because you're just preventing yourself from accepting the possibility that you could be nothing?

Instead of using "people say" as a horrible means to create some merit here, let's shift it around a bit. If dreaming can be fulfilling and fun as long as you know how to moderate it, what if it starts to become too much?

What if you start to moderate it more? What if you start to limit that potential to where your dreams start to become boring, and recalling them becomes a chore?

What if you can't get the feelings of excitement and passion anymore? What if you think that dreaming more might make you try to escape waking life?

Is waking life really all it seems to be? We have obligations, liabilities that must be sustained, otherwise, it can jeopardize the lives of those who consider us important....those who are dear to us deserve the right to live life as much as they can before they die...right?

And when a person tries to accomplish a goal in their dreams, like finding a dream guide, because who wouldn't want to feel the added security that there's a part of yourself, the subconscious, that you can interact with.

This is if you believe dream guides of course. If not, then just don't believe it.

Dream guides, there's so much about them, there's so many meanings to them.

In the practical sense, the most reliable and logical and reasonable sense, they are just there to help you with anything related to the dreams, and if it's the subjective sense, they could possibly help you find your spirit guide, astral guide, guides beyond what we think are there.

It would be nice to have that added sense of security when you can know that when you dream, someone is there to be with you, to make sure that you don't feel alone right?

You want to respect that person, to have fantasies with them, to do things that aren't acceptable to society, at least in a moral and "pure" manner.

Now when someone mocks the other person and their belief with dream guides, and declare that it's just nonsense, without realizing that they are in fact praising other people finding their own dream guide....it's just hypocrisy at it's finest.

There have been many events of people finding their dream guide, and most of the time, it's finding that added security....the desire that could not be achieve in waking life that turns into pain as result, it's finally out there, the potential for it to be slowly eradicated....it's there.

These people deserve that, everyone does. But again, people;s outlook on dream guides and people finding their own depends on the bias and what they know about the person looking for them beforehand....it's clearly obvious based on me pretending to look like the idiot towards some people.

Funny how pretending to be stupid can really bring out the negatives out of other people.

There are some people who respect someone more for finding their dream guide/spirit guide/astral guide/ whatever the hell you want to fucking call it to make you feel good inside.

There are some people who hate a person more for finding their dream guide/spirit guide/astral guide/etc.

Do you see what's wrong with that logic? The latter either has a very ignorant view that prevents them from understanding, especially if they themselves are looking for their own guides, someone they can have a bond with, (again this is only if you believe in dream guides)....and for other people, it's time for them to mock them for trying to find their dream guide.

It's hypocrisy, all humans have to utilize hypocrisy, it's very hard to avoid it. And those who do avoid using it have shallow lives. They don't know what it's like to have a few scars....a few painful events...things that make them stronger.

Now tell me, when these people who try to find their dream guide make fun of people trying to find their own, is it really logical to do that? It doesn't really make sense to do that to people?

If the person's endeavors isn't hurting anything, if it's not affecting the lives of others, should it really be something for people to bitch about and make fun of?

Is it because the people mocking a person's endeavors proof that they have troubled minds, and are insecure with their own beliefs? Is it because a person is trying to experiment with so many ideologies that makes them look crazy?

Sometimes I wonder if people on this forum really think about this. I've seen a growing number of people believing that finding our dream guide is absolute nonsense, and that it's just all an illusion, that it's a fabrication, that we're stupid and and crazy to try and do that.

It's as if they're on this forum to mock dreamers, and ignore the fact that they could be experiencing these things as well. It really irritates me seeing these people.

I mean, you have your own beliefs, stick with them, don't let anyone try to make you change it too much unless you know it's for you own benefit, because there's no point in living if you're being swayed into people schemata of life and dreaming constantly.

It's cute and acceptable to do that when you're a child, because you have no direction in this life, because you have to rely on your family, or some kind of adult figure to sustain the potential that you have in succeeding and surviving.

But clearly, as people grow older, the more ignorant they are sometimes. Sometimes I feel that when people disagree with the potential for dream guides, and the potential that everyone deserves to find their own happiness, they just want a person to be deprived of that.

They laugh at the things they want to do with their dream guides, they mock at them for trying to use them as a sublimation of the pain in waking life that prevented them from being happy.

As long as the person is happy, as long as no one else is being hurt or affected, what is the use to mock with the potential of dream guides?

As long as you're happy with it, and can literally feel it without it being false or fake, people have no right to mock you, no matter how perverted, how insane, how abstract, how illogical it may be.

If you want to deprive a person of their happiness with dreaming, and not pay attention that you are seeking the same goal as well, then you obviously are just out there to ridicule that person for the hell of it, or maybe you're just insecure with your own feelings.

If a person makes fun of you trying to find someone who could be your dream guide, and if they have their own negative thoughts on said dream guide, then let them.

Who cares about these people? They're only trying to bring you down because they can't, or do not want to understand the sense of fulfillment and inner peace that comes with finding your dream guide(s).

If you praise a person for finding their dream guide and love the experiences they have when they post their recall of them, and yet mock or discourage another person for trying to find theirs, you're only making yourself look like an idiot.

You clearly are not paying attention on how "equal" or "fair" you're being towards people. To encourage a person's experience with their dream guide, and then to discourage another for doing so....sometimes I wonder if people really think.

Maybe I'm just being surrounded by idiots.

And if this was too long for you to read, oh well, deal with it. And if you find it annoying, oh well, deal with it.

People never really think before they dream...do they?

But hey...it's your life, if you want to be clouded with practical reasoning, go for it! But you're only doing it because you're afraid of going beyond the scope of this world.

You have every right to constrain yourself like that, because honestly, it's the most logical and sane reason. No person would want to continue finding something that will inevitably create tensions and conflicts with their schemata.

But for those people seeking happiness and subjectivity, abstract reasoning, infinite possibilities, or whatever, stop using your logical reasoning to try and define why they're trying to be subjective.

Never think that dreaming can be defined that quickly, that it can be constrained to limited science. Humans will never understand the potential dreaming can provide until they experience it themselves.

It's one of those things that you can't rely on the scientific method. And if you use the scientific method to rely on defining this to be part of this reality, then you will be limited only to that, and will never find what your scientific procedures could never verify.

If you define life based ONLY on the scientific method, it just shows you're a human being...without creativity.

Just know the method was created and collaborated by humans, so it's easy to think someone who doesn't follow that type of procedure is an idiot right? But really, who has the right to think a person is incompetent because they don't follow a method that will always have to be updated and replaced with new discoveries?

This is why I hate humans in general. Some people are just ignorant, and rely on what humans created, instead of creating something for their own benefit.

And with that, have a good night's rest.

Edit:

I got lazy putting dream guide/spirit guide/astral guide/etc. This can apply to whatever guide(s) you believe to be out there.

May 17, 2012

Not sure when this happened.

I had borrowed the bunny ears hat from Louise (From Bob’s Burgers). There was a sense of urgency going on (like there was something I had to do or stop), and at some point I started trying to return the hat, and I think I did. There were also gloves
I think there was a part in this big building, but i really don’t remember anything else.

note: I didn’t remember anything until I was scrolling through my Ipod this morning and came across “Here Comes Science” by They Might Be Giants. At some point I thought about singing "Why Does The Sun Shine?", which is from this album (and is the only song from the album I have on my Ipod), but sang something else. I don’t know when, and for some reason it seemed related to cooking something. I also don’t know what I sang instead. Also, I think it was snowing. One more thing, in the dream I knew what the urgency was because of, and I knew what I was trying to do, but I just don’t remember it.

easiness to recall:
2/10 (the dream is a series of fragments or pieces that might resemble an idea of a story... maybe)

May 8, 2012

I woke up at 5:00 AM, and the alarm I had set for the end of my REM cycle was at 5:30, so I went back to sleep. I repeated for a while (or maybe until I fell asleep) “I remember my dreams”, or something very close to that. I remembered my dream, as it was interrupted by my alarm. It started at my house and a kid version of three people of Nine Inch Nails (Including Reznor) were at my house (and they all managed to never say a word throughout the entire dream). I seemed to recognize them, but I don’t actually know any other members other than Reznor (who was present) and (if he was part of the band) Atticus Ross, who was not present.
We ended up starting to leave the house, and my Dad was taking us somewhere. It was raining outside as hard as it ended up raining during that day IRL (which is quite a bit). I at some point (although I don’t know if this is a recall lapse or random sh*t outta nowhere, but I think it’s the latter) had ice cream, and the container it came in (a small round one, similar to one from another dream) was put on the floor ( I assume by me). I knew we had to go, and I think everyone else was already in the car. I was putting the Ice cream away and I recall it taking so long I went to the door and held up my pointer finger, signalling I’d be there in one minute. At some point between here and the next part, we went to a park area where I played music on my Ipod and everyone played some sort of game (I don’t remember what, though).
So, the dream shifted to third person, and it had become dark, but the sky was already gray to begin with. We were on a bridge, and things were chaotic. I somehow perceived that it was the Blacklight Virus (from Prototype) that had infected everything, and In my audio recording this morning I reported seeing zombies, but right now I’m doubtful of that. Cars were swerving, and shopping carts were running all over the bridge (and it was a long winding bridge, bigger than the one where I live). They were all the same shade of red, and some of them were still and just in the middle of the road, but some of them were sliding down the road too. There seemed to be a few cement walls (or segments of walls) in the middle of the bridge, separating the direction of lanes (of which I think there were 4).
This was supposed to, and conveyed very well, the feeling of chaos (although from this description it probably won’t seem that way). Eventually we got to our destination (which went unmentioned, but I think it was a mall). There was another lapse of what I assume was simply the dream jumping ahead, and we were in the mall, and there was a dark room with a lighted hallway. In front of the hallway were two creatures (and keep in mind this was all in third person). One seemed to be a grunt from Amnesia, and the other one seemed like some evil monster with zoidberg like mouth tentacles.
The Grunt (if that’s what it was) started jumping forward like a Hunter from L4D2, but only going a foot into the air, kinda like a frog. At some point in the dream of which I don’t know, I was at home and came a across something on my computer that said “Face Masks” and had a picture of a woman with white face moisturizer on her face and a folded washcloth over her eyes, as if she was at a spa. So back to the mall.
the dream seemed to go back to first person, and there was a third monster, that looked like one of the Prototype 2 zombies. I “went” back to the Face Masks thing and changed some settings in an attempt to lower the creepy f*cked up ness of the whole thing. I put “went” in quotes because I don’t remember actually going anywhere or seeing or feeling me change anything, but I just perceived it. In the dream the name Face masks seemed to make sense, mask being somewhere along the lines of the Flash (animation program) version of a Mask. Once I woke, this still didn’t make sense. This changing of setting didn’t seem to work, and I think i was going to try again, because then I was home and going through tabs on my internet and either the tab or Igoogle theme had the words “Maybe” written on it with fuzzy outlines of hearts (not real ones, the typical heart shape). After this, the alarm woke me up. No Lucidity, but I did seem to try to control the dream (although through settings as if it were a computer).

note: at some point, after we had left the house, My Ipod got broken. The part with the camera on it got dented in, and the glass/plastic material on it cracked. This was in first person, and I remember feeling a strange sensation touching the cracked and dented part. I have no idea where in the dream this took place.

another note. While in the car, before everything turned third person, we were listening to NiN music. The kid versions of some of the band members including Trent Reznor were in the back seats, but they had no reaction what so ever, and didn’t say anything. I did think it must of been a little awkward though.

a third note. This dream occurred between 5 and 5:30, because I woke up at 5 on my own, and then went back to sleep. My alarm went off at 5:30, so the whole thing had to have happened in less than thirty minutes. The dream itself felt more like 15 minutes, but I think dream time lasts longer than normal time.

easiness to recall:
8/10 (vivid and pretty easy to recall, and the dream was long)


A drawing I drew of the bridge.

I leave my hoodie by my bag in 6th hour, but Mr. Thomas was teaching. The hoodie was a bright blue, more like cyan. It said "Dreami" at the top near the neck, and "2" in bigger print on both the front and back in the middle in black text. I grab my bag but my hoodie isn't there. I see Kylie W. wearing it =.= For some reason I don't mention it. Class ends and I go to 7th hour. It eventually ends and I ask my teacher if she saw it. She said yes on a person... I go up to her after school and ask for it back. She says something like "Oh..." and gives it back.