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Allen, Leo, & I all lived together in this really odd large house, out in the middle of some gold field. The rooms in it were very misshapen and old. The doors weren’t rectangular but rather strange because each opposing side weren’t parallel. The doors were all to short and they lead to rooms that were really large and more pentagon shaped then square. The wall colors varied between pale yellows and pale blues. The kitchen had ugly chipped, yet clean, white tiles. We were going to move out of the house and all of our stuff was already in boxes. Apparently much of the moving had already occurred but we still needed to get the stuff out of the bedrooms. It was a warm sunny day and I was wearing jean shorts. I remember walking around the house and bringing boxes to a truck outside. This would have been a great dream to become lucid in considering how bright it was and how in the dream I was doing things I would do in a lucid like touch the counter tops.
*Memory laps* -Something to do with seeing a big spider and having Allen kill the spider.
Then I got a creepy familiar feeling. I am in what was Allen and my bedroom staring at the closet. I was alone in the room. The inside of the closet was dark and was really deep. I had a feeling like there was some sort of ghost like entity within the closet. (I think I have had this strange same feeling when I lived in a house as a little girl and I had horrible dreams and feelings that a ghost lived in my closet there. I was later to find out that a lady had died in that house and EVERYONE who lived there since had had that same feeling.) It was a strange paralyzing sensation, I knew I was scared and yet I kept standing there. (I realize now that the light coming in through the windows reminds me of how light use to come in through my bedroom window in that house). Soon Allen and Leo are both standing behind me looking into the closet. I feel slightly better with them at my sides but still quite scared. The three of us don’t say a word to each other, as if they know exactly what I am feeling and there was no need for us to explain it to eachother. Wake up.

whiterains dream

short lucid last night. it was something like there was a ball dispenser like a bubble gum machine but big on the side of a road. it was sending out messages in balls and ideas and seemed to represent some part of the brain or something. i think it was also sending out trigger messages to be lucid and i think i ignored it briefly then suddenly caught on. it seemed like a good idea to somehow release the balls and charge the machine up. i held a ball and chaged it up somehow then smashed it into the machine to send more of these messages out. i remember looking at one of the balls and saying to my bro/mate as we left "see look at them all, some of them are ideas that we havent even had yet"

I appeared in my room. I got up and looked around, making the dream stable. I thought about how realistic everything looked and felt.

I walked out my front door, trying to picture something els on the other side. After several times, I decided to just fly to where I wanted to go.

I flew off my porch, amazed at how real the chilly wind felt. I pictured snowy mountains off further in the distance and they came into view. I spotted a series of caves in the mountains.

The mountains and caves, looked like they had World of Warcraft graphics. I flew into the caves, trying to find the frost giant. I thought the frost giant looked like a dwarf from WoW, a dwarf wizard. I was incorrect, the frost giant looks like a yeti.

I woke up in my bed again and flew outside to the mountains again, with new knowledge of how to explore the dream.

I was flying near the mountains and I spotted what looked like the dwarf wizard, on a rocky platform. I flew down, but I had difficulty. After fighting my way down, I found that it wasn't the dwarf I was looking for.

Frustrated, I flew through more caves, trying to find him. After doing so for awhile I woke up.



((((I'm going to find that dwarf next weekend, I think ill call him the frost dwarf.))))

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

1:00

Thugs
With Zilla and Riverstone at my hometown. We just left my mom's and we're going down the street when some thugs get out of a car at the end of the street and start pointing guns to people and robbing them. One of the guys, a chunky Mexican looking guy, points a small black revolver to my face. I evaluate the situation, notice that the other guys are busy with their own victims, so I react very quickly by stealing the gun and pointing it back at him. I tell my friends to run and I'm thinking what to do next. I planned to shoot the guy on the leg, so he won't chase us, but there are some kids around and I fear they might get hit by lost bullets, so I just pretend that I will shoot and then shoot into the air and run after my friends. The other guys realize what's going on and all start to chase us. I run to my mom's door with the key, to let my friends in. I'm worried about their safety. I wake up with the sound of an alarm of a car out in the street.

2:10

Student exchange I
I'm at some foreign city, I get a bit lost in the streets, but finally I arrive at a university where apparently I'm spending some time - maybe a summer course or a student exchange. There are a lot of students from Africa, Middle East, Asia... but I'm particularly close to some arab girls, who look like super-models. They are all very intelligent, cult and independent. I see them as the future of their countries, until one day when they appear all dressed up, impressive hair and make up and invite me to join them in going out with some rich arab guys, who are looking for brides. I see these intelligent, independent woman, all of a sudden obsessed about just looking pretty to hunt a rich husband and I tell them how that is disappointing. But the worst thing is that deep down, I am also imagining myself being courted by some sexy arab prince myself and the idea pleases me. I go for a walk in the park to clear up my head.

3:00

Greasy kitchen
I'm working at communal kitchen, serving the poor and starving people. I am incredibly sweaty, greasy and grimy, when I'm surprised by the visit of my guru to the premises. At first I don't recognize him in the strange clothes he is wearing and all the people around him, but when I do, I break through the crowd to greet him. He doesn't seem to recognize me under all the dirt on my face, but he finds me somewhat familiar. Not enough to stop to talk to me, so he just leaves and I feel sad.
Anyway, I don't have much free time to sob, because someone calls me to the kitchen, saying it's an emergency. There's a little monkey hiding under the kitchen counter and he seems in distress for no apparent reason. I take him out with care and realize he is not hurt. He is nevertheless very stressed out about something under the counter. I check it out and I find there a sick hamster, who is his little friend. I take care of both and the little monkey calms down and looks thankful.

4:00

Lucid experiments
I get lucid when inside some house, near a window and I fly to the outside. I should have recalled the meeting point at Chichen Itza, but instead in my mind came the idea to try some things I had discussed with a guy past friday about lucids, namely, doing meditation in action, trying to smell things and plunging on the ground.
So I floated slowly down a stone paved path, with only my toes touching the ground and used that sensation as the focus of the meditation. This path was leading downwards to the ocean and was flanked by a stone wall. After a while going through it, I saw some flowers to my left, over the stone wall and I stopped to smell them. Their smell was subtle but very clear. It was a sweet perfume, but they all seemed to smell the same way, from geraniums to lilies. Anyway, it was an accomplished task, which I don't recall ever have tried before.
Then I floated to a patch of grass and plunged on the ground, wanting to experience "swimming" on the soil. This guy I met told me he still hadn't succeed in doing so and I had never tried. Apparently it is very hard, because our mind sees it as a solid barrier. Crossing a wall is easier, because you come out on the other side, but "swimming" on the soil is quite more challenging.
For a very brief moment I did it. I could see and feel the grains of soil surrounding my body and offering resistance to my "swimming", but soon I was "ejected" to the surface and could not continue doing it anymore. So I had the idea to look for a mole tunnel. Sure it would be tiny, but I could easily trick my mind to go through it and have the experience of "swimming" underground.
I found a hole and put my head inside it, but had to retrieve as two cute little puppies were coming out in my direction. Then a black chicken came out and a third puppy. Apparently it was the den of some wild dogs and they kept living chickens inside as livestock. This totally distracted me and I lost lucidity. I was totally enchanted with the little puppies when a fourth came out of the den. He was completely white and had a few blood spots on his fur. I took him to my mom's and cleaned his wounds in the bathroom. I noticed he smelled really badly, like dry blood and poop. He then started talking to me. He said he had one bad injury on his belly under the fur and asked me to treat it to. I asked him to breathe deep as I poured hydrogen peroxide and he was very stoic. I put bandages over his wounds and he thanked me for my kindness.

7:00

Student exchange II
Back to the student exchange dream, I'm now supposed to be with some team mates going to a game, which resembled handball but was plaid with juggling clubs. There were four teams, paired up into two simultaneous games. Our performance would count for the final evaluation of our exchange experience or whatever it was. But some girls from an adversary team plus their trainer, really hated our guts for some reason, so they gave us wrong information and we didn't actually know that our game was somewhere else, but we thought it was right there after theirs. So we waited, just to find in the end that the rest of our team had been waiting for us elsewhere and had lost the game for insufficient players. We tried to defend ourselves, hoping to save our final scores, but the trainer bitch
was denying that they had tricked us. I couldn't accept the injustice, so I kept on pestering her until she was so sick of me she admitted in front of everybody what had happened. We would still fail on sports, but I didn't care, I had high scores on everything else.
It was my last day there and I went for a stroll in the city. It looked like somewhere in the UK. Could be London. There was a nice flea market and I wanted to buy lots of stuff but I restrained myself, thinking about the luggage limits on the airplane. Then I heard music and found a live concert in a square. For some reason, I was convinced in the dream that the band was the Arctic Monkeys, but I don't even know them. They looked more like a gay band on a gay parade. Don't ask me why.

8:30

melatonin
This guy made a bet with all my gang friends that we couldn't beat him in a race. Especially since my car was "a piece of trash". My intention was to get first place and I kept my foot on the pedal the entire time. The thing was is that we were driving on an open road, where citizens occupied it. I drove calm and had fun while singing songs from the Inkspots. Near the end of it were these hills, and each time I went up one the car thrusted and I got some air. I got to the end and I guess I was first. The boss that was racing with the other team said that it wasn't fair and he wanted to race me again. I accepted and then I think the cops came. This dream was probably from watching Death Race.
I was Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls and we were soaring over these buildings at night. We were all searching for MoJoJoJo I think. Once I found his lair it ended up as a trap. I didn't panic and for some reason I was holding a thread, or a piece of hair or something which led the other girls to find me. This dream was from watching children shows too much...
Everyone was chained up to these torture devices where there was a computer in front of us in which we sort of controlled how bad it hurt us. I was watching as everyone was screaming and fondling with it. There was a suction cup around my face of some sort and I didn't know what it was doing. Later on for some reason I spawned somewhere else. There were bullets spraying everywhere and when I got to the end I ended up seeing one of my teammates in the torture computer thing. I attempted to tell him how to get out of it. I said that when the suction extrudes from your face, stick your hands in front of the hole. The pressure began to tear apart the device but I didn't see was happened next. This was still the same dream and I saw that I was on top of other people stacked up looking at a giant billboard. There were pictures of people in civilian mode sadly standing there. I guess it was my job to spray this sort of paint onto them and make the picture people looking like business-ethic people.*

9/25/11

DILD

Recall: decent

Notes: This was a long dream, but my recall has slumped a bit recently.

It all started back in Oak Park. I was wandering around with two friends at nighttime, and we approached my middle school. There was a lot of action going on around; police were everywhere. We found out that people suspected a shooting was about to take place. We decided to go in and stop it. My two friends were wearing bullet-proof vests, but I didn't have one. They were some bounty hunter type people. People around think I am crazy for walking in there unarmed and unprotected.

So we split up and look for anything suspicious. I wander the halls for awhile, while occasionally peaking into classrooms and checking out students. After like 10 min of this, I end up on the 4th floor. There is a skinny white kid looking very sketchy; he even had a trench coat for Gods sake. He saw me and the other cops around and was still acting funny. I thought that he wasn't the shooter because he was being so blatantly obvious about hiding something.

My 2 friends show back up and want to head out. I say I'll leave too, but I just want to see how this kid turns out. I still didn't believe he had anything, but I would be a bad cop if I let this sketchy dude go unchecked. I look back and he is getting in someone's face and pulls out a silver gun. I do a double take and pounce into action. I grab his hand with the gun and point it in the air. I fire a few rounds into the ceiling trying to empty the clip. We continue wresting and the gun gets pointed at me. Luckily he wasn't able to pull the trigger before I fought it off. By the way, there is a crowd around us watching; none of those assholes tried to help. He falls on the ground and I am wrestling on top of him. I can get the gun pointed at the back of his head. I pause for a second to think if I should shoot. I don't have faith that I'll get a good chance to take the gun, plus he almost killed me earlier. So I pull the trigger--a spray of blood and its all over.

I stand up a hero. But it doesn't feel right. Instantly I know its a dream. I do the nose RC and I'm dreaming. DAMN IT. I was a hero, I saved the day, and it wasn't even real. (This is one of the few times that I was pissed to find out I was dreaming.)

So I leave the building and get into the back of a car. Someone starts to drive me somewhere. I decide to try and shrink myself. I look at the seat of the car and suddenly it is a giant leather wall. I was about an inch tall. The car stops and the door opens. I go outside and it a long stretch of road in the middle of nowhere (still at night). I want to try and fly. I am so small that the wind should be able to take me. I feel a gust and suddenly I am off. I am flying super fast about a foot above the ground (but I am an inch tall so a foot isn't THAT close).

I land and return to full size. I want to fly again so I look to the starry sky. I try to take off, but nothing happens. I stare up for a few more seconds and look back down. I am hovering at like 3 ft. and then fall back down. I repeat this a few times, and then give up, frustrated.

The dream skips. It is daytime back in Oak Park. I find a car and start racing down the streets. After awhile of gunning it through downtown I get out and look for something else. I use telekinesis to throw the car straight into the air--it never comes back down. I do the same with a street sign.

I start looking for some girls. I find a hot one on the street and start going at it for a bit. Something happens and I have to stop early. Two guys come up and each want to be next. I scoff at them and walk away. Then across the street, in front of the Frank Lloyd Wright Temple is Heather! Finally! So I get up and start fooling around. She has huge boobs and I start (*eye muffs) titty...loving her. It works better than ever before because of their size. I switch positions and eventually I lose her somehow.

Well if I was able to inadvertently summon an old crush, then why not try another? I try to find Mallory. I end up going into a house and asking someone if they knew where her room was. They showed my a room with 4 beds. I dig through a bunch of dressers so I can try and find which bed is hers. Eventually I lose the dream before finding her.

One dream tonight, came to be in a dark mysterious environment. Long story short, I was in a 'scary' environment in which I was just smiling like a goof ball sucking on a sucker lol nothing was phasing me I was in good mind in which I wasn't scared. anyways these two shadows pulled down my shorts and flew away. I woke up with my heart beating thinking demons just visited me lol I feel like that was like a last ditch dirty attempt by some spirits to scare me lol idk was just weird

Went to plea with Leo Dina and kara. They had all different kinds of items there. There were glow in the dark guys there that were squishy. Leo wanted one really bad. I began to steal a little Buddha they had. One guy showed me a weird paid type thing that could take pics. We viewed the rooms they had. We were trying to find the perfect room. They rooms they had were all claustrophobic. I was back at my house and somehow my neighbors new fence was broken. It was my fault but I pretended it wasn't. It seemed like they knew it was my fault. I got really high and went up to my room. I had to to to he'd early for yoga and Leo didn't want to sleep yet. We talked about sine game that we were going to play.

Dream - Lucid

All I really recall about this dream is it being like a video game. First, I was in a classroom. It looked like one of my elementary school classrooms.

I was in a house at night, and I had to watch out for something in there.

I also remember riding in a car with a couple of other people. Something had happened as to where when we got mad, we'd grow these insane beards or mustaches. Wtf? I wanted to fix that because it was silly.

There was a football stadium in there somewhere too.

~

I was outside in what I think was a football stadium. The sky was very blue and it was daytime. There were other people around as well. They looked kind of cartoony.

I spontaneously just knew it was a dream. I flew into the air, but not too high. I wanted to let the dream play out to see what happened.

But of course, that didn't happen. I was then in a mall, watching people walk by. I decided I wanted to try to visit Hyu again. I walked around, searching for a wall or something I could draw a portal on. I found a pillar, and just as I was about to draw the portal, I thought of how Hyu teleports to get places, and how much faster that is. I decided to give that a whirl.

Only problem with that was I had no idea how to even begin to do that. I stood by the pillar and saw many people walking by. I though of my destination, though all I knew about that was it was wherever Hyu was. I thought about that for a little bit, and things started fading. I was losing the dream because I was just standing around doing nothing. I started to walk around, but everything went black.

~

I was then somewhere else. I tried to count my fingers, and was coming up with 5, sometimes 6, but I thought I had just miscounted those times. I tried to make an extra finger grow out of my hand, but couldn't. I had an inkling I was still dreaming, though.

Ugh. I need to get my dreaming skills back up to where they used to be. It's so frustrating.

EDIT: My mom just called me and told me she had her first lucid dream where she had control! YAY!! I'm proud of her!!

Also, I was her dream guide! She said that I was in all 5 lucids she had this morning, and I told her that she was dreaming, she could do whatever she wanted, how to switch dreams, and how to reality check!!

Just had to add that...I thought that was so cool!!!

I was sky diving from some plane or ship and i can hear someone saying i needed to pull my parachute or i will die. i pulled the parachute and started to float down to the ground. the parachute was super small. when i touched the ground, i saw a couple other people around me. then a girl on a snow board comes flying past me. thats when i noticed that this place was all snow capped and very cold. i didn't feel cold tho. now my dream was playing out as a movie. i followed the chick on the snow board. she came up over a hill and did some trick thing and crashed. then all of a sudden i was standing next to her and just staring at the ground.
I was now back on earth some were in the forest. i was riding a dirt bike and my dad was on one behind me. we were going up some road. i dont know were we were going tho. we rode past this hill and i saw some kid jumping his dirt bike and i wanted to go jump with him and my dad said no, so we continued up the road. then we were in some house. me and my dad were walking back to some room. i was talking to him about the parachute i had earlier. when we got in to the room. there were two beds and a tv, and a big gumball machine next to the tv. me and when went to bed. about 5 seconds later the gumball machine started to spin really fast and shoot gumballs at us. one hit me in the head so i just yelled stop really load and it did. i sat up on my bed and did a RC(finger though the hand) and it worked. i stood up and went and touched a computer near by. i then went out side the room and tryed to knock stuff over by looking at it. i failed. i was going to try and randomly kill some people but then i thought i will go to jail. and so i ran back to the room . then i woke up.

note: i did not realize i was dreaming when i did the RC. so not a LD

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Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a "Quentin Tarantino movie." I think it was supposed to be like Inglourious Basterds, like in the final scene between the young man and the young woman in the film booth.

I was some kind of spy. I may have been a man in my forties, with a big, curly moustache. I may have a tiny bit overweight, and I may have been wearing an overcoat and a fedora.

I was sneaking through some building, trying to find and kill some woman, but also trying to escape her so she couldn't kill me. I went through a series of rooms like rooms in a mansion, even though this building was a multi-floor building, like some kind of museum.

I eventually found the woman working in a room like a film booth. The woman had her back turned to me. I may have been supposed to kill her. But I suddenly realized that I had to get out of here before she noticed me and started chasing me, to kill me.

I knew that there really wasn't any way out of this building, or at least no secret way that the woman wouldn't be able to get to long before I did. But I still went running away through the building, not looking for a way out, necessarily, but at least looking for a way to put distance between me and the woman.

But, for some reason, I almost purposely walked myself into a series of rooms that weren't just a dead end, but were a very short series of dead ends. I walked through one bedroom-like area, well-lit with natural light, then down a case of red-carpeted stairs. I ended up in a very small bathroom.

The bathroom barely had enough space for me to turn around in. The light was dim and incandescent, and most of the room seemed to be coated in yellow-beige tiles that faded into a dark brown at their edges. There was also a turquoise-colored towel.

I knew I had absolutely walked myself directly into a dead end. I knew the woman would catch up to me any time now. Yet I thought I would hide in the bathroom forever, or until the woman had gotten past me.

I knew that wouldn't work, though, and that the woman could easily find me. I just decided to leave the bathroom and face the woman.

I walked out of the bathroom. About halfway up the steps I noticed that the woman was standing over the top of the steps, off to their side, leaning over a waist-high railing bordering the staircase.

The woman looked young, maybe in her early twenties. She was pale skinned, with an oval-shaped, soft face. She had light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, pale blue eyes, and eyeglasses. She wore a green sweater and blue jeans. She actually seemed kind of nice and nerdy. But she was levelling a pistol at me.

At first, out of fear from having the gun pointing straight at me, I backed down a couple steps, like I was going back to the bathroom. But I realized that everything was over for me, and that I should at least be brave enough to face my fate. So I started walking back up the steps.

The woman seemed ready to shoot me. She didn't really want to wait until I got up the steps. She said, "Where do you want it? In the stomach?" She pointed the gun toward me stomach. "Or in the chest?" She pointed the gun toward my chest.

For some reason I "kind of" thought about my back, and how I thought the most efficiently killing shot would be one that went through "my back." But I couldn't quite get the concept of "my back" through my head. But I did think that my chest was close enough to "my back" to give me a pretty efficient death.

I told the woman to go ahead and shoot me in the chest. So she levelled the gun at my chest. I spread my chest out, so I could take the shot bravely, hopefully without flinching.

The woman shot me. I flew up into the air. I may have been falling down the stairs. But it really felt like I was just floating in the air, in a kind of "laying on my back" position, except with my head and maybe my legs bowed down a little bit, so I wasn't completely flat.

The woman said, "Well, that's all over, then. Thanks for being so cooperative about letting me get this over with!" She cheerfully walked toward the exit of the room.

I replied, "Oh, no problem. Thanks for being so nice and giving me a choice of where I could be shot."

Dream #2

I was standing in a hallway of a house. The house was kind of short, just a little alcove really, between a few rooms and the living room. The hallway was lit with incandescent light. To my right was the living room. The living room wasn't lit at all.

I was examining some papers in my hands when I heard some weird noises. It was like jangling glass and metal, like people were shuffling some stuff around or breaking stuff. But it sounded a little bit far away, like maybe one or two rooms separated from the living room.

I wondered if someone was breaking into this house. I was kind of afraid to go check, even though I knew I'd probably have to.

But then I looked out into the living room, to a computer out on a desk. The computer was playing some kind of show or visual program. It looked like a bunch of papers shuffling around on some kind of classical desk.

I could now tell that the sounds were coming from the computer. It seemed kind of weird to me that the visual program of papers shuffling on a desk would be accompanied by the sound of glass breaking and metal bars jangling and shuffling around.

But I think I figured that if I got closer to the computer, to see what the visual program was really all about, it would probably all make a lot more sense to me.

Dream #3

I sat in something like a conference room, at the right side a long, oval or rectangular table. I sat positioned directly across the table from the door into the conference room. To my left sat a woman who kind of looked like Camille Paglia, except taller and heavier.

The woman's hair was in a really bad fashion, about six inches long, but feathered all around her head like a bowl. She was probably wearing a terrible outfit -- some kind of circus-peanuts-orange blouse, a silver pendant with a black stone in the middle of it, and some kind of chunky, tweed skirt.

I had at least one notebook and a bunch of papers. I was sharing ideas about companies with the woman. I don't think the woman worked with corporations. But I think she worked a lot with ideas in general. So I wanted to throw my ideas about companies out to her as being just about ideas in general.

Suddenly a tall, overweight, pale, bald businessman came walking into the room. He was apparently my boss -- even though I didn't have a job anymore. The woman left for some reason or another. The man eyed the woman and me with jealousy.

I felt like I shouldn't have been sharing my ideas with this woman. Instead, I should have been sharing them with my boss (or ex-boss). I got all sheepish, panicky, and stuttery. I stood out of my chair and pulled up one of my notebooks.

I told my (ex-)boss, "Y--y--you see, I was just talking to her about Lockheed Martin. You see, I've pulled some ideas together about the company." (I may have said "LMT," and not "Lockheed Martin.")

When I mentioned Lockheed Martin, the man made a kind of impressed, humming-grunting sound. Encouraged, I went on. I flipped through a few pages in my notebook, explaining some stuff about Lockheed Martin that I don't remember at all anymore.

Most of the pages were written in black ink. But I got to one page where I'd written on three themes regarding "LMT." Each theme was written in a different color. There was a red section, then a blue section, then a green section.

Each section was separated from the next by a line, which may have had the title for the next section or theme. This line may have always been written in red ink.

Windhover's Dream

1 - I was at the street in front of my house. across the road, I saw Katsuno walking toward me... I dont remember his face. he introduced me a lucid technique, called
'perverted technique', and I'm like wut? perverted? he said if I try flying at the end of my 'work', I can fly. I dont know I got to the building, but I was at the 3rd floor of white office building; I was working with some kind of banking account, wearing black suit. there was big veranda in front of my office; I saw enormous blue sea near the building and some yachts and huge boats. I felt my 'work' here is done, so I went out to the veranda, see if I can really fly. here at this point I kinda knew it was a dream but I never got lucid.. and I could fly. I was a bit scared to jump of the veranda porch, but with excitement, I jumped high and I flew away.

2 - I was with my brother and a beach. the ocean was dark-green-blue. there was a small grey brick-wall near me and some vibrant flowers. I took some photographs with a digital camera, but when I tried to take it the image of photo was took to the left or right. I got a little frustrated that the photo didnt come out the way I wanted.
scene jumped
I was with my family at a mountain. I tried to take a picture of a deer, an yellow bird. again the picture came out different.

Nephanim's Dreams

Sorry about yesterday. I didn't have a lot of time to type up my dreams in the morning, so I was in a hurry just to post them on my main dream journal and forgot about DV... They're here now, though.

35th Attempt:

The Cause of Low Exam Scores

I was waiting at a bus stop in River Bend with my dad. He asked about my GRE test results. I didn’t know how I did yet, so there wasn’t much to tell him, but I noted that I wasn’t going to tell him if I did poorly. He got really angry as soon as I said that.

“You’d better do well,” he insisted. “There’s no excuse for that.”

“What? It’s a general knowledge test. How can I help it if I don’t do well?”

“It’s the goddamn weed.”

“What?!” I stared at him in disbelief. When his sour glare didn’t falter, I knew he really believed this… “Dad, I don’t smoke.”

“Of course you do. You don’t even try to hide the smell.”

“XXXX smokes… Of course I smell like it.”

“I’ve heard you,” he continued. “I’ve walked by your room when you’ve been in there with her. I hear her say things that don’t make sense, and you’re right there with her.”

“So?”

“So obviously, you’re both smoking.” I rubbed my temple. There didn’t seem to be any effective way to convince him of the truth. My mom walked up to us and asked about the GRE. Immediately, I threw up my hands and warned her that I wasn’t going to talk about it. It was better to leave my parents out of it entirely. They were just going to draw their own conclusions. If I did well, it would be because of them, but if I did poorly, it would be my fault. I walked back to the house and went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Chelsea followed me in there and tried to rinse something in the sink. It didn’t seem to be working. I could hear my mom and dad arguing outside the bathroom.

The dream jumped. I got in the car with my family. We had to wait for Austin to come out; he was getting to a save point in a game.

Five-Year-Old Math Instructor and the Luffy-Newgate Alliance

I was sitting in a mathematics class taught by a five-year-old child. Halfway through his lecture, he got depressed because it was his birthday and no one had gotten him anything. I walked over and asked if he wanted to go to the candy store. He transformed into a keychain. I was only able to hear him speak when I held it right next to my ear, so no one else really believed he was talking to me. We left the classroom and got in a car.

I recalled that there was a candy store named Fuzziwig’s just next door. We had a difficult time reaching that shopping center, however. We couldn’t drive straight there. The only path required us to take a highway in a loop around portions of the city before coming back to the one way street that went past both the candy store and the school. We got lost in all the highway entrance and exit ramps. When we reached a shopping center, I realized it wasn’t the same one… None of the stores were the same as I remembered. At first, I feared the candy shop had been replaced. I didn’t say this out loud; I didn’t want to upset my teacher.

We went into the mall and started looking for a similar candy shop. Along the way, Nicole found a Japanese import store and insisted on looking through the One Piece merchandise. There were new One Piece figurines… Each member of the crew held a flag with green slash marks beside the Straw Hat symbol. I tried to remember what this meant, but I couldn’t. A dog came up to us and sat down at my feet. Without thinking, I knelt down and started petting him. He looked a lot like a dog I had when I was younger, Sonic. The dog bit the keychain of my teacher and carried him off. I chased the dog around the store until I was able to recover it. Aside from a few scratches and a chunk missing from his belly, my teacher seemed okay. I left that store to keep searching for candy…

The dream jumped. I was watching an episode of One Piece. Luffy met with Whitebeard to form an alliance. They made one giant pirate crew. With Luffy’s name attached to everything Whitebeard did as well as his own antics, he quickly gained global infamy on a scale never before seen. Their new flag was the one the figurines were holding. I was so excited when I saw this that I immediately asked Nicole if she wanted to watch the episode with me.

Become a God for You <-- This one was kind of interesting.. Highly immersive.

I was working at a laboratory of some kind. As one of the head scientists, my job was to keep an eye out for security threats. I couldn’t really prevent them – after all, breaches of security were almost always someone else’s fault – but I could notify the relevant parties immediately and prevent harm from reaching them in most cases.

This time, there was nothing anyone could do.

Beings from another world with faces like masks with spiderwebs pulled over them and slender, jagged limbs appeared in the laboratory. I only received a brief report from one of my assistants before he was killed. Autumn, another of my assistants, helped me send out a lab-wide warning message. The invaders were here to kill anyone and everyone. The only solution was to lock oneself in a secure area and wait for them to leave. I wanted to do just that, but I had to wait for confirmation that everyone had received our warning. We went from room to room, knocking on doors and checking with people inside. As long as they locked the doors when we left, they would be fine – in theory, anyway. We came to a corridor where janitors were cleaning cockroaches off the wall. The roaches were trying to crawl through the door frame to get past the locked door. I let them take care of their business before we tried to speak with the people inside. Though we knocked, no one answered. We were just about to leave when a scruffy man in a lab coat opened the door.

“How many people are in here?” I asked at once. “Have you taken the necessary precautions?”

“Yes,” he said with a nod. “About twenty of us. Why don’t you come in here, too? I’m sure you’ve done enough already.”

“Can’t,” I said with a sigh. “We need to brief the executive board.” Autumn frowned. She, too, realized that this was basically suicide. The scruffy man gave us a look of pity before closing the door and locking it again.

The dream jumped. We stood around a circular table with several bald men in suits. One of them walked up to the board where I had written down some figures.

“So you’re saying most of the people in this facility have already been killed?” he asked, waving his hand over the proportions.

“Yes,” I answered bluntly. “If we don’t think of something, they’ll kill us all eventually. I don’t think it’s reasonable to wait for them to leave, but we don’t have a plan B.”

“Or maybe we do…” Autumn murmured. All heads turned to her. “Well, it’s just a hunch, but… You know that genetics experiment we wanted to do? The one we couldn’t get test subjects for?” Chills danced up my spine. I knew exactly what she was thinking of. It was an experimental procedure that would create a god. The side effects of failure were fatal at best. No one in the facility had been willing to try it out, even with such a high reward. I slipped my hands into my pockets.

“That would work,” I said. “I’ll do it.” She looked like she was going to cry.

The dream jumped. We made it down to the seventy-fourth basement level where the genetics lab was located. I thought the number was ironic, but I didn’t say anything. I stared at a vat of turquoise liquid while Autumn made the preparations. There was some kind of faintly human thing floating in it. Its body was bent forward in what looked like an uncomfortable position. I assumed the malformed being was female because of her long hair, but I realized that wasn’t a very good indicator. I supposed I would find out soon enough… I was going to have to climb in there with it.

“Almost ready,” Autumn said behind me. I crossed my arms.

I found time slipping on its tracks, so to speak. I entered a timeless world in which I was confronted with various propositions about the nature of magic. The flow of the philosophy was like something out of a Terry Goodkind book. It seemed to make sense. I wondered if I there was any truth to it. I’m not sure how long I was lost in this timelessness; the world was nothing but darkness with blobs of white light that occasionally flashed in and out of existence. When I returned to the normal flow of time, the mask-faced creatures were standing in the lab with us. They were all wearing black suits. Autumn screamed when she saw them. The one in front reached into his pocket and withdrew a deck of cards. He began throwing them in our direction in rapid succession. Autumn backed away from the cards as they fell to the ground, but I shook my head.

“The cards aren’t going to hurt you,” I explained. “They’re just a warning.” I had a sense that the method of their killing was literally random. This was their way of explaining that they had no control over our fate except that they would make an attempt to destroy us. Deciding to seize this brief window of opportunity before I was forced to climb into the vat and become with the malformed god inside, I took a step forward. “Why are you here?” I asked our guests. One of them tilted its head like an animal.

“Ri…ch…argh…” it said slowly.

“Richard?” I frowned. “Richard Rahl?”

“Rich…argh…” it said again, holding out its jagged arms. I glanced over at Nicole in disbelief. They had come looking for a fictional character. Or maybe he wasn’t fictional at all… Either way, he wasn’t here to prevent our deaths, so I would have to take matters into my own hands. I put a hand on Autumn’s shoulder.

“There’s no time. I’ll become a god for you.” I forced a light smile.

Drawing and Teeth

Nicole and Alex were watching me draw… They were both really impressed by the level of detail. I’m not sure who I was drawing, but his mouth was wide open in shock, and all of his teeth were visible. I put a lot of emphasis on them for some reason.

“This is about the skill level I was at last year,” Alex said. “How did you learn to draw this well so fast?”

“Well, I’m good at drawing teeth because I spend so much time looking at mine and wondering why they’re disgusting.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” she replied.

(I forgot to brush my teeth before bed. I'm pretty sure that's what this was about.)

36th Attempt:

Karl's Calculator

I was in my dorm room… It seemed like Karl had replaced Jherome as my roommate. In the background, I heard Karl talking with Chris in the adjacent room. Karl was looking for the cover for his TI-83. He claimed that Chris borrowed it. Actually, Chris said Karl borrowed his calculator because he lost his own. Karl got upset and ended up back in my room. He started searching through his backpack, but he couldn’t find it. I checked to make sure that my calculator had its cover and was securely hidden in my desk. When Karl left, Chris decided he would just ask his parents for another one – although it was the third calculator this semester…

Future Lab Gadget #74: Life-Bringer Gun

I was watching TV… A bunch of women from various TV shows including The Nanny and Roseanne joined forces to form a superheroine team. It didn’t seem like a very popular show, but I knew Nicole would love it. Appearing on-screen, Peter Griffin commented that it was boring. He somehow turned off the TV, and I was in a laboratory. One of my assistants handed me a futuristic-looking gun. Actually, it seemed like it was made to resemble the remote control for Okabe’s alpaca TV. As I accepted the gadget, I understood that it would bring anything I shot to life – so I animated a wooden chair nearby with a well-aimed blast of energy. The chair’s legs gave out underneath it. Once it regained its footing, it started sliding around on the floor. The little chair bumped into the legs of mine repeatedly as though it couldn’t understand why there was an obstacle there. Before leaving the lab, I also did this with a white doll that looked sort of like a dog. The gun couldn’t give objects muscles, so it just sort of slumped forward without the benefit of neck support. It could clearly feel things, but it didn’t see or hear very well.

I took my new pseudo-dog into the car and fastened its seat belt. For some odd reason, the driver and passenger sides were reversed. I was in the back seat because I didn’t want my artificial dog to fly into the windshield if anything happened on the way home. It took a while for the creature to figure out how to sit up in the car. Its whole body just kept slumping against the seat belt, occasionally falling to one side. Just when it discovered how to support itself with an arm, a rough-looking man tried to climb in the back of my car.

“Hey, I’m gonna dump a load right down there,” he said. He pointed at the floor on the passenger side. I informed him simply that he wasn’t allowed to relieve himself in or around my car, pushed him right out, and dove for the lock button on the door. Unfortunately, he managed to get around to the other side and take the passenger seat before I could lock the doors. Naturally, I left my keys in the ignition… Smart, right? The hairy jerk hijacked my car. I thought about making him crash the car since my insurance would cover it – I had telekinetic powers, after all, so causing the car to veer off to the side would be no trouble – but I decided to let the man drive himself home. He insisted it wasn’t even far away… But then we were driving for a long time on a straight highway. We reached the ocean and kept going…

For a brief moment, I was in the car with Chris’ parents. They couldn’t understand why his calculator needed to be replaced so soon. His mom said something about making him wear stilettos instead of sandals in public to save money, but she admitted he wouldn’t go for that. I wondered if Chris was actually gay.

Whisper Me to Sleep

I had a false awakening. I was amazed by the number of dreams I remembered and how long some of them seemed to last. It was almost like I had more of a presence in my dreams than usual. In reality, much of what I remembered was probably conjured as part of the false awakening. I sat up and started writing my dreams down. Nicole saw me writing and was clearly impressed by my recall.

“And it’s only 4 AM,” I said. “I still have plenty of time to sleep.” I kept hearing things whispering to me after I finished recording my dreams. They helped me fall asleep.

Laughter of a Cow

Nicole was talking with Phil. Apparently, she had just finished the Sword of Truth series. I figured she would go on to read the Omen Machine next. As she and Phil discussed how Richard’s thought process approaches a problem from all angles simultaneously, he cited an example in one of the books. Goodkind had made reference to an analysis by a professional war commander as part of Richard’s analysis of the war with the Imperial Order. The date was even included (2003), but the book was published in 1998. I stared at it in wonder. Phil seemed to have reconciled this somehow, but I didn’t understand how he could’ve put the result of an analysis in his book if it wouldn’t be made for five more years…

I went into the living room where my family was gathered. Chelsea was also reading one of the books in the series, but she was only five chapters in. She got mad at me for saying she was still reading the part where the car got hijacked. I think this was actually a reference to another dream I had last night.

A cow lying on the floor at the base of the sofa looked up at me. This was Bessie Pea, our pet cow. She chewed on a granola bar with chocolate fudge filling contentedly. I sat down beside Bess and stroked her behind the ears. When I smiled at her, she started laughing. It was the strangest thing… I wanted to hear her do it again, so I faked a laugh. I quickly had the cow in a chain of laughter. My family stared over at her.

“How did you make the cow laugh?” Chelsea demanded. “That’s so weird.” Bess just kept going. I smiled at her. If only they’d stop feeding her these fudge bars… She could stand to lose a little weight. Just as I was thinking about it, my mom tossed me another bar for her. It was actually just a pencil with her favorite filling inside – peach. After I gave it to her, I realized the lead was still inside the pencil! That couldn’t be healthy…

“Just take it out,” my dad said. I waited until Bess stopped chewing on it and broke the pencil in half. I had to break off a little more lead by snapping it against the wood of the short end I broke off, but separating the peach from the lead was pretty easy. I gave the healthier half back to Bess. While I threw the useless part of the pencil away, I heard my dad making creepy jokes about me and Bess. They bordered on bestiality. Nicole and Chelsea both gave me sympathetic frowns. I just sat down on the couch and hugged Bess. Obviously, I wasn’t interested in whatever my dad was talking about. She was the family cow, so she deserved some attention – probably much more than she would get without me around. Bess started laughing again and climbed onto my chest. I groaned at how heavy she was.

“Holy crap,” I muttered. “Get off me…” The cow started licking my face, so I turned my head. It was hard not to laugh. My mom took a picture of this to show everyone on Facebook.

I had a false awakening. Nicole agreed to write out my dream for me, so when I explained the bit about the family cow, she needed clarification on Bessie’s name.

“It’s Bessie Pea,” I said. She wrote BESS E.P.

“No, Bessie. Just write Bessie.” She couldn’t seem to get that right, either. I started getting confused on the name and telling her to write Sess’s name instead. We just couldn’t get the correct name on paper.

Sky City and Moving Again

My parents were moving to a city in the clouds. I had the chance to sit on the edge of the cloud for a while before my dad needed help moving furniture out of the old house. I rode some kind of slide to the world’s surface.

The dream jumped. I was in a supermarket. Members of Fairy Tail strolled around, many of them arguing about magic and comparing their strength. I bumped into a new guild member and chatted with her for a while. She was shocked by how powerful Happy was. With a sigh, I assured her she had a lot to learn.

The dream jumped. I made it back to my parents’ house. The only way in was through the back door. I was glad it hadn’t been locked; the clouds overhead were beginning to spew acid rain. Inside, since no one else was there yet, I decided to take a bath. I’ve just been taking showers for the past four years, so it felt really nice to relax in a bath for once.

Portions omitted.

When I got out, Austin and Chelsea were arguing about a game they were playing together online.

I was Skywarp, the Decepticon Seeker in War For Cybertron and Megatron had ordered me to defend somehting against the Autobots. I accessed a turret and then was changed into a Decepticon Brute when I ripped out the turret. I started shooting Autobots and they fled.



I was in my home and one of my friends from college was there. He said that I would never geta girlfriend and that all my friends were "taking out bets on me not to get one".

I was watching TV I think it was 106 & Park (even though I stopped watching it) there was a rapper named Roxxy and he was topless and had tattoos. He looked like The Game.



I was rolling through the channels and went to "400" which is Sky Sports. Although it normally would've displayed red it still went to the channel. The strange thing is that some rock band was playing when it was supposed to be some sport being played.

Side Notes
I'm pretty sure it was all one dream as it happened one straight after the other.