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After 911 and the first plane hit i was watching it on the news as I got ready for work. On the way into work i was listening to the radio "Howard Stern" was on reading all of the items needed donated to help rescue all of the people in this tragedy.

I was hearing things like Ace Bandages, bottled H20, power bars, Gatorade, Saline solution, dog food etc. So i was having these thoughts in my head that i was going to go door to door and start asking for donations and deliver them to NYC myself. I started to chuckle out loud and was like "Yea right I am not going to NYC, I have never been there, I have no $, I don't even have a truck to fit anything in"....excuses really.

All of a sudden in my car i was hearing "You will be going", me replying with "No I am not" again "Yes you will" and I'll be damned if I did not walk into my job (Ruby Tuesday's which i was a hostess at and had only worked there 2 weeks) went up to my manager and explained what had happened on my journey to work that morning. I even got a free tattoo just because of what I did.

My manager had totally surprised me and said "Go for it!" If you need to leave now go ahead so I typed up a list of items that were needed for people to donate, took that as a start and walked right over to Wal-Mart across the street and talked to their manager who ended up giving me two $100 gift cards. I kept going and I had people handing me $$ for gas, I went to a local Automobile dealership and he donated $2000 to American Red Cross.

It just kept blossoming from there, I was on the radio, TV stations were talking about it, I had contact U-Haul in Streetsboro, Ohio and spoke to the manager there and told him what i was doing. In our conversation he asked me if i knew someone, I mentioned his wife was my manager. This manager says well her husband is the General Manager of this U-Haul and offered me a truck for free. When I told him I didn't have a clue how i was going to do this because I had never been to NYC he said his Dad worked not too far from NYC and would gladly help me drive there and also brought 2 of his employees. I had went back to work and by then 2 girls I was working with offered to come along too so all 6 of us made the trip 5 days later we left at midnight and arrived at 9am. Now my name is Kelly, the names of the 2 girls offering to join me were Charity and Kelly. Ok maybe a coincidence but wow.

So when we finally arrived to New York as we were driving across the GW Bridge you could still see the smoke rising from the Twin Towers. It was a very Surreal and Somber visit. The whole city was completely QUIET, not at all like the movies or TV. It had hit everyone so hard that even 5 days later everyone was still in shock.

By this time so many people had donated supplies that the whole baseball stadium was full and i kept getting turned away at all of the drop off locations for 3 hours i searched and no luck. I was not going to give up though so i pulled over got out of the vehicle and walked up to a police officer, explained i drove from Ohio and was not going to return with these donations. He then spoke to his Sergeant and immediately removed all of the barricades from blocking a road. He escorted us to the NYPD Police Academy and had all of the cadets search our truck and unload all of our donations. It was the most coolest moment of my life.

They offered all 6 of us cots to rest on, (the same cots all of the fireman, policemen, rescuers etc. rested on) offered us a shower, tooth brush , lunch, even the snipers on top of the roof gave us all a NYPD hat and T-Shirt and thanked us for delivering these donations. I was just taken back by this whole life changing experience that I never would have witnessed if I hadn't listened.

We drove around and toured the area a bit before heading back home By this time the U-haul guys already left and went home but I just couldn't leave I needed to get a feel of this place for a little bit so we stayed. Unfortunately we even could smell the death in the air but I got to meet some wonderful people, people I will never ever forget.

But there is even more wonderful things to say about this whole thing.

3 years later a relative of mine met someone online in NJ, asked me if i would take them there and I did. This was in 2003. When we got there we were so close to NYC that i decided to go back, drive around the area I had gotten to know back then even went back to that NYPD academy. I walked into the doors of the Police department and sitting at the main desk was one of those people I said I wouldn't forget. That same Sergeant was there, He looked up at me and said "Aren't you that girl from Ohio who brought us donations?" I just stood there and cried, he walked over to me and gave me a hug. I even got signatures from the pics i took in 2001 because I brought that album with me.

A little history, My mother was raised basically by her Aunt and Grandmother. I knew only Aunt Dot growing up but she passed away when i was a child in Elementary school. At age 30-31 i had a visit from her. She had told me that I need to make sure that my Mother made it to this years family reunion. I went back and crawled up on my Mother's lap and was just crying to her because it scared me to death. I didn't know if i was going crazy, if it was the drugs i had done in my youth or what. I was a bit freaking out and i told my Mother about this vision. I say vision because i have had many throughout my life.

My Mother had informed me at this time that Her Aunt as well as my Mother had these abilities. These "Special ways" of either knowing something is going to happen or Something has already happened. I had realized my two sisters, my cousin and myself also had these same abilities but never spoken to my Mother about them before this. Now i wasn't sounding so crazy all of a sudden. Well she also had told me that it ran in our family and the 3rd born female had stronger powers or abilities. I am the 3rd daughter.

The odd part about this vision is my Mother was upset with me wanting to bring a male friend with me that she didn't approve of and felt embarrassed by and would not attend this years family reunion if i brought him. I decided after this visit from her Aunt that I needed to stay home so she could go.

I had witnessed my Mother shed many tears over her Aunt passing and how when she had died she had left nothing from her childhood to be given back to her and it had hurt her badly especially the bed she grew up sleeping in.

Anyways, my Mother returned from this reunion. She had returned with about 5 items from my Aunt. One of her favorites is a Rooster cookie jar. She still shows it with pride. Thank you Aunt Dot for making my Mother happy that day.

14.01.2012

In Multiplayer First Person Shooter and Meeting Ginger Lady/Redhead

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Afternoon nap (~2:12 PM- 4:30 PM) I was doing another test run of IamCoder's FIELD method.

Dream 1:

I was in some kind of video game type field. Everything was first-person perspective, and I felt like I was playing it rather than being in it because I had some trouble aiming with the arrow keys. The environment was dark, but it had some lighted floors with mostly an assortment of just cool colors (blue, purple, green, etc)

(I remember I had to aim with the arrow keys for MGS2 on the PC)

At first, I sucked and died a lot because other DCs started to kill the character I was playing, but eventually I got the hang of it and just started to do what you call a "Spray and Pray" (you literally spam the shit out of your weapon and pray you hit someone within any radius of you).

The gun I had was pretty bulky and had no form, but it was probably because of my vision in the dream. It was smooth, and when I was aiming, there was a red dot to help with precision, so I was more focused getting the red dot on an enemy and start to spam shoot the weapon.


(Aiming down was kind of like the picture above, with the red dot sight, except the enemies weren't like the guards there.

Then I think DCs just started to use their hands instead of actual weapons. I go up some ramp, and I don't know much of what I did, but I do know that when I got up there, there was this lady on the floor.

I'm puzzled because she looks like she's going to pass out, and she's actually on my team because some DCs were like "Come on...Come one!" or something like that.

I bend my knees to where they land near the sides of her stomach, got closer and braced my body on her chest, looked deeply in her eyes as she looks at me as if she needs air or something.

I think DCs were covering the both of us, and the lady had ginger hair (redhead if you will, but not actual red hair, just the term). She was fairly old (I'd said mid 30s to late 30s), I swore she looked like Tiffany Mynx, except she just had lighter hair than her, more of an orange to her.



I put my lips on her, and she literally sucks out all the air inside of me that I had before I could exhale! She comes back feeling good again, and we were doing some random things I can't remember, probably shooting down enemies. But I did feel a little queasy in the dream after she sucked a bit of my air out. It kind of felt good, but it was weird at the same time. It was just weird/kinky.

I wake up because I was a bit freaked out by her sucking out the air of me, I don't think it was anything external I wasn't aware of in waking life, it really felt like she sucked a portion of my air to get some energy back.

Everything was kind of blurry, so I don't want to be too sure of myself.

I said to myself before I slept that I would meet the lady in red in the dream before this one. But I guess seeing the look-a-like was because I was watching a XXX video of Tiffany before hand :X

College life.........xD

This dream is a very personal dream to me... It has a lot to do with my past as well as all of my siblings past too. Might take me awhile to get through writing this one all down but i will just take my time.

At this time of my life i had just had my daughter, she was only a few months old and i had an allergic reaction to an anti-depressant that i was prescribed for depression. This depression stemmed from my childhood.

When the ambulance arrived to take me to the ER for dizziness, numb fingertips, spinning room and blackness from the allergic reaction they informed me that 2 hospitals were full and they were taking me to St. Francis and while in the ER they asked if i could be "Pregnant" since they were drawing some blood they wanted to check. Sure enough i was pregnant with our youngest and my daughter was only 6 months old. So not only was i having an allergic reaction, thinking i was depressed but i was pregnant. I wasn't depressed i was hormonal and didn't need these meds anyway.

So i still agreed to go to a hospital for Psychiatric treatment. Still thinking there was something wrong with me because that is what the doctors kept telling me so i wanted to make sure so i went. Ended up staying in a mental hospital 10 days. They couldn't give me any meds because i was pregnant and had to get in touch with my OBGYN so i was completely sober, drug free and able to remember my dreams.

2 nights straight I had the same dream. I was asleep in my bedroom, I was the same age as i was then in 2005. Age 35. While i was asleep a stranger had come to my bedroom door but all i could see was a mans shadow. This shadow kept pulling my body towards it and i was frightened in this dream. I jumped out of bed and held onto the bathroom door, my feet all a sudden floated up and my body was being forced towards this shadow, i held on for dear life until i realized who the shadow was. My oldest brother.

I awoke the next morning in fear of him. I just knew something was wrong and i was determined to figure it all out. I started by calling my other 3 siblings, All of them are older than me. They were 20 (My oldest brother), 18 (sister), 16 (brother) and 14 (sister) when i was born in 1971. I started with the youngest sister because we are the closest and i asked her if she ever had any problems with this older brother sexually assaulting her or acting odd around her, she couldn't remember anything bad. I then moved onto my oldest sister who had some things to tell me. She had informed me that when she was in High school my brothers best friend kept asking her out. She didn't like him but our brother kept telling her to go out with him that he was a nice guy and that she would like him too so she decided to give him a chance, that same guy that begged my sister to go out with him and my brother begged her to do it too ended up raping my sister, come to find out my brother knew all along what this creep was doing which is why he told Kay to go out with him so basically he set up his own sister to get raped.

Well it doesn't end there, next i talked with my other brother. At first when i asked him he said he couldn't remember anything odd or wrong. Then 3 months later his wife called me and said she needed to talk to me and was I sitting down? She proceeded to tell me that my brother who at the time was 50 years old curled up on his couch into a fetal position and confessed that our oldest brother raped and molested him throughout his whole childhood which is why he quit high school to join the army at 16 years old to get away from our oldest brother. I also found out that a cousin and an Uncle of ours also molested him when he was a child. My heart dropped i knew right then and there that God was allowing me to remember not only to help me but to help my brother through a terrible time in his life too. It was then i realized my brother had also raped and molested me I can even figure out what day it happened I just cannot remember the details of the incident which i am very grateful for.

So whether i want to say this was a "Vison from God" or just a "dream" either way it has been able to heal some and hurt others. After some careful consideration i ended up sending this "older" brother an email telling him i figured out everything he had done to us when we were children and that i told our parents and that everyone knew who he was and what he did. I however never received a reply back or a message that the email was "undeliverable" so i have no idea if he really knows that we know what happened but i can tell you this, He sure doesn't act like we know anything.

For those of you wondering.....My father was on what we thought was his deathbed when he had a brain tumor removed. During his visit in the hospital this brother called him. For my father's sake as well as my Mother's i decided to talk to him for the 1st time in over 6 years and allow a "distant" relationship to start, i still have not come eye to eye with this sibling and i am not sure yet how i will react towards him all i know is my heart towards him is not as evil now as it was when i first figured this all out.

I had a dream and i would love to know what it means... In this dream my 7 year old daughter had fallen into a sewage drain and had fallen down pretty far. We were not even in the USA in a strange country when i went for help no one could understand what i needed right away finally i got help, the rescue team couldn't reach her and had to dig into the road and sidewalk to get to her, i was so scared in this dream like it was real. They didn't have hopes of finding her alive, thought she had already drowned. I couldn't bear to turn around as the EMS came up the sidewalk with the stretcher. I turned around frightened of what i would fine and there she was wet, full of debris in her hair and on her body but she was ALIVE!! I woke up shortly after running my fastest up my stairs to my daughters room to make sure it was not a real dream and that she was still alive! Thank God it wasn't real....Oh yea, one thing i forgot to mention is that next morning walking my children to the bus stop there was a construction crew at the end of the street and guess what they were working on??? Rebuilding or updating the drainage ditch.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid
December 31, 2011:
I am riding in a car on a long trip. I am tired and worried about the driver (female?) being tired. We stop on the side of the road. It is raining. I left some suitcases under a bridge. Lots of other people are around too.
A guy (thin white male, wearing a beanie/tuke?) with a knife is now robbing us and is going to take my suitcase.
I ask him if I can get some stuff out first, some things he wouldn't want anyway. He attacks me with the knife, we fall to the ground. As I defend myself I wonder if this is a dream. I kiss the guy on the mouth (to check if I dreaming?) and then pinch my nose to reality check.

I now know I'm dreaming and I push the guy off or something.
Now I am in my parents' house. I remember my task and say aloud that I want to create a mini-universe (from my difficult goal list). I get a head of lettuce from the fridge and smash it on the ceiling, shredding it to little pieces, which fall on the floor. Then I sprinkle some white liquid or powder on the floor with the lettuce, to be stars.
Then I jump and dive into the stuff on the floor. My secondary task was to enter the mini-universe. But I'm not really in it at all. It's like I am just looking at it really close and pretending to be part of it.

I become less lucid. I find that someone had left a little fire in a bowl in the living room and the front door is unlocked. I hear someone in the garage and I run to my parents' bedroom, where I was sleeping in a chair.
I think "I didn't have to run back here, because I was asleep here all along."

Notes on lucid dream goal:
The mini-universe did not come out like I had hoped. It wasn't actually anything but stuff spilled on the floor. I just pretended it was, just like I would in waking life. This happens a lot in my lucid dreams. The things I try to do don't feel real, but like I'm just pretending that it is.
I need to use magic in the dream, or advanced science to create a mini-universe that actually looks like a living galaxy, or something similar.
The secondary goal of entering the created universe is not as important right now. I am glad that I remembered it and attempted it in the dream, although I am not satisfied with the results.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

Dec. 28, 2011:
I am in the back yard of my old home, climbing a thin tree. The tree bends until it is on the ground and I am still "climbing it by walking on it on all four.
There is a small monkey. I start to pick on it. It bites me and a bunch of other monkeys show up to attack me.

I become lucid. Now I am inside. There is a grey cat-like monkey. I don't want it to be angry anymore. I ask the cat/monkey if it wants to be my companion. It sort of follows me but I don't see it again.
I remember my task and I say aloud that I want to create a location. Through the window I see the landscape change to a snowy place. Then it turns into a desert. But I don't feel like I chose those places.

So I say I want to create/go to a lava place [not sure what I called it]. I then go outside and it is like a giant cave full of lava and rocks. The place is dark, lit only by the glowing hot lava.
I jump and climb down a rock path as I sing the Mario music, first the above ground theme, then the dungeon theme. The rocks that I am jumping on are not secure. They move and break and the lava flows over them.
Jacqui, Monique, and Eddie (about 9 years old) are there. I am stuck on a rock surrounded by lava. I jump and start to fly by flapping my arms and making Mario flying sounds. This kind of feels like cheating.
Eddie is holding onto my leg. I tell him to fly on his own. I float backwards, on my back. I say something like "I'm glad I was able to make this location."
Then I talk to Jacqui and say things I wouldn't want to in waking life, fantasy things. I then say "I know it's stupid and not true." Then we have an extreme kiss, her whole face is in my mouth.

Jacqui disappears and it's just me and Monique, still floating in the air. I say that we will be in a forest when we land. We float down to the ground, into a clearing surrounded by trees. I say "It's kind of like a forest."
We walk, I'm following Monique. I almost say something to her but then change my mind. We come to a pond with little ducks swimming in it.
I lose lucidity. Some kids are swimming in the pond. David and Anna are there. David is going to show Anna his tattoo.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

December 19, 2011: I become lucid and remember my goal to create and control fire. At least twice i create fire and it spreads through the house. I hold my hands out and create fire in the palm of my hands.
But the fire doesn't look very real, and it is not even warm. I go to a computer and press a key on the keyboard, trying to create fire like in Minecraft [although fire isn't actually created that way in the game]
Then I am outside and n a van. Still lucid, I drive the van backwards while upside-down. I drive the van backwards into a lake (I expect to wake up?). Then I continue to drive the van on the water, like a boat.

Okay so once I had gotten into the dream, I wasn't really sure where the crap i was right?...So I decided to take a tour only to be confronted by a guy that reminded me of a marshmellow with legs...but anyways he takes me outside to this big Arena, and hands me a wooden Nobadi (sp) what this is a basic 50 ft bladed sword, but for some reason i held it like it weighed nothing.....anywaysssss, the arena hard large pillars at diffrent heights, gussing that you could jump on them, well a big gong sounded and I did only to be confronted by some people, 4, from some place called black star academy right? and it sorta turned into a dual, then transitioned into some sorta like......idk tag by getting smacked with the wooden wepon you had....and the dream sorta went on like that ending in me winning 42 evens @[email protected] yup thats the most recent dream ^_^;

I'm new to this site, but I was lead here by a few interesting occurrences in my own life. I have had total control of my actions in my dreams for a few years now, but my circumstances have changed. I have been in a relationship with a girl for some time now, and i recently moved in with her and her identical twin sister. I've had two similar dreams in the past week that involved the twin sister, but they felt very different than any other dream I've ever had. Now, I don't have explicit dreams, or even dreams about specific people. That was the first thing that seemed odd to me. The second is that I almost felt as if I was actually dealing with her consciousness, like I could feel her presence in the dream state with me. Is it possible that it's an instance of shared dreaming, or is it more likely that her presence in the dream is something that I created? Again, this was not an explicit dream, it was a very normal, real world scenario, but given circumstances, the events that occurred in the dream are impossible.

Windhover's Dream

Dream 1 - I am walking with someone, probably one of my friends, on the wooden bridge at some kind of quiet sea port, at night. It has toasty warm atmosphere..mmMMMm.. lol
I tell my friend that when I publish my comic "The Legend of Gahng", the time would be Josun Dynasty.
"It's not mere Josun, it's advanced Josun Dynasty!"
and my friend says that there's another advanced dynasty called "Dotsun"..... and I'm like what..?

scene jumps, and I'm Namoo from The Legend of Gahng(haha..) with Gahng, San, and Oni!!
The 3 dokkebi brothers are watching some kind of show over the crowd. I was small so I can't see; I get frustrated with her usual temper.
I think I say 'I want to watch too!!!' and San turned on me and he try to turn in tall human form. then I climb on his back. Actually, Oni is taller than San so I switch him to Oni

Dream 2 - Soon as I close my eyes, the first scene of dream is at Yellowcard rock band concert. I'm Sean O'Donnell playing bass. The warm yellow lighting is shining our stage, and I can see the crowd going wild. Mackin starts to play the intro of For You, and Your Denial. We strike the guitar with full of power, jumping on the stage; it's so awesome!!!!!! (I actually never felt this great) When the song ends, the crowd whistles and claps. the members leave the stage at the left side of the stage, and I leave too.
I walk into Longinue(drummer)'s room. There are bunch of colorful small drums and stuff. they are all vivid; some objects are... decorates?
I walk out of the room and go into a resting room. I sit at the table and Key and other members bring soda and snacks to eat. We have cheerful conversation but I dont remember any of it... Suddenly at the table there's a friend of mine in school and I get puzzled.
"hey, why are you here?"
"You dont know? I work as housekeeper for your band!"
(huh, maybe he was housekeeper for the studio, I thought) I laugh with bad poker face and everyone laughed at me, as if I was a jerk.. I'm pretty nervous because I was merely 'me' inside of O'Donnell, and I dont know nothing about Yellowcard's relationship b/w members.
I get outdise of the room again and go to the market. I'm surprised that there's a huge market in the concert building(only for the band). strangely enough, my parents are in the market to help us. My dad is buying huge cake. At the food corner I see some snacks and cakes inside white square boxes.
And there's my mom sitting on the plastic bench at the huge windows that cover all of the walls. I see our tour bus passing me beyond the window, and I ask my mom:
"hey Mom, do you know what that bus is?"
"It's a tour bus, right?"
"yeah....the life in tour bus is pretty bad."
and I wake up at this point.

Roller blades

First of I was in a strange building that was rather complex. I was trying to find my way out of it. I exited somehow and then noticed I had Rollerblades on. I noticed some woman was following. It was snowy out but it seemed like that I was ice skating across snow. I kept stumbling and crashing a bit. I took a pause when the girl caught up with me. I was telling her that I rcognized these as my first rollerblades... which meant that I must have had them for a couple decades at least!

i suppose this needs a slight explination. when i was twelve my uncle died he was the most important persom in the world to me. it hurt my family quite a bit.
im in the back seat of the van and megan and jonny are im the seat ahead of me and we are all talking. about half way through this dream i realize that it ia a dream, i also realize jonmy wont turn around when he talks to me. i beg him to turn around i touch him (ive never been able to before) he finally turns around, i begin to cry and ask why he left say i miss him. but ill he says is we both know this isnt real carina wake up. then the seat below me is gone and start to drop down i hold onto his hand but i slip. he says he loves me.

At first I was reading the paper and there was an article about a girl/woman who went missing and her remains were found in the back of a van outside a hotel. Than I was somewhere else.. I think a castle/musuem..well it seems like I had walked into an office when a robbery was going on. They saw me and told me to sit down in the corner. I did so. I was really frightented. They took me with them when they left. Than I was at church for the "anniversary" of the church. I was late..so I had to sit with a dark-skin family..(I guess something like that mom, dad and eldest son who is on trial for killing 3 daughters and another wife referred to publicly as "auntie"). The Rev lighted the candles on the "stage"? Than I was a dective..looking at a box of jewerly. That box still had jewlerly but all but one piece was a fake. All the jewellery was donated by Queen Victoria. Someone in the dream (not me) said that it seemed like Queen Victoria was a crook too.

At first I was reading the paper and there was an article about a girl/woman who went missing and her remains were found in the back of a van outside a hotel. Than I was somewhere else.. I think a castle/musuem..well it seems like I had walked into an office when a robbery was going on. They saw me and told me to sit down in the corner. I did so. I was really frightented. They took me with them when they left. Than I was at church for the "anniversary" of the church. I was late..so I had to sit with a dark-skin family..(I guess something like that mom, dad and eldest son who is on trial for killing 3 daughters and another wife referred to publicly as "auntie"). The Rev lighted the candles on the "stage"? Than I was a dective..looking at a box of jewerly. That box still had jewlerly but all but one piece was a fake. All the jewellery was donated by Queen Victoria. Someone in the dream (not me) said that it seemed like Queen Victoria was a crook too.