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Thebeastofold's Dream


driving with employer, stonehenge, and sky curtain?


I woke up at 4:16 am again as i most always do.....so i decided tyo do a WBTB WILD...and what an experience......after pictureing and repeating "chichen-Itza" over and over again in my mind, and as i was WILD'ing, i noticed, froma distance, my fingers, hands and toes were twitching, and my eyes were moving as if i was in deep REM....and just as i went into the dream, i fainly remembering rolling over as i entered the dream....I also noticed, just as dreamed,. i felt a brief whole body tingling..i dont know if i was getting to astral or what......i dont know...

I was in a room ive started in in many many dreams over the years, seemed to be aspects of every bedroomive ever llived in, there was a huge pot with tons of twisted and curled twigs stuffed into it, with a vase nestled in the middle of the twigs....and i kept looking at it, convinced someone had switched out the original vase with the one that was in it now...weird....i becam,e semi lucid and decided to go outside. my employer was sitting in a car in the driveway, and i thought, maybe he can drive me to chichen-itza! so i got in, and we drove for about 15 minutes or so, i was guessing..and all of a sudden, i was completely lucid! i said stop! when he stopped i jumped out and looked around and said yes! i'm dfreakin lucid! i can get to chichen itza now! and i repeated chichen itza several times as i was looking around, then the dream started getting fuzzy, so i yelled "clarity now!" a couple times then it was crystal clear...i decided to to a RC and tried to push my fingers through my palm..it didnt work, but i was even more lucid now than i was before, i looked over to the horizon and the horizon was a giant curtain, with 2 openings, one opening was a stonehenge tilithon in the centerm, and it was pouring rain on either side of it...the other opening was even bigger, it was freakin huge, and i decided to go there...i started running, then thought, i'm dreaming, why not fly! so i took off flying!! it was really cool, i flew into the larger opening and there was a giant freakin huge glass tube tv sitting there, mustve been 3 or 4 stories tall and wide, and there was a picrture of chichen-itza on it....and as with alot of my flying dreams, i tried to fly to the tv, but i flew inthe opposite direction i wanted to go, so i bounced off the wall opposite the tv, and off the long ass couch that was there, and i concentrated on lucidity and flew straight tothe tv...i got to the tv and hit the screen with my hand..i was hoping to fly through it, and i noticed the screen was super dusty...heh weird, i kept floating all around the screen but couldnt get through it, and i said outloud, come one! i'm freakin lucid! what more do you want!!! at that point, i heard a voice in my head say, kind of in a ragged whisper "the stones are the key" and as i turned to go the the stonehenge trilithon i woke up......havent been that lucid in a while..it was great!!! and my second WILD! way cool!!!

Smoked weed last night, killed recall. Only one dream remembered.

The Golden Frozen Mangos

I was walking along a sidewalk sale, something similar to a clearance sale in a rich town.
There was a fresh market stand with some very delicious looking food.
I pull out and glance into my wallet, I find IOU's and a used condom wrapper.
Then I walk over to the stand and look at what they have.
All kinds of exotic fruits and berries were sprawled out on a wooden cart.
The stand-keeper notices me nearby and says he "noticed my interest in his stock."
He exclaims to me that he has "what my mind desires"
At this point I'm like WTF this guy is a creeper.
He tells me that I need to give him $5 and he will show me.
I tell him I have no money, and I look into my wallet again.

There were 2 crisp $50 bills lined up in the pocket of my wallet.
I didn't have that money before, and instantly it hit me.
Reality had melted and reformed before my eyes.
I was lucid.
I handed the man a 50 and told him to keep the change.
He led me over to something I had not previously seen.
It reminded me of one of those ice cream vendors that can be wheeled around with an umbrella.
Inside there were bags of frozen mangos.
They seemed to glow.

The man gave me a bag, and I was on my way.
I tore open the bag and started eating the mangos.
They were the most delicous, and ripest flavored mangos I had ever tasted.
It seemed like 5 minutes that I had walked down the street and ate mangos.

As I do in all my lucids, I found the keys to my BMW in my pocket, and there it was by the sidewalk.
I hopped in, and sped off.

The leather stitching, and interior were all down to the mark. Gear shifting as smooth as butter, the smell of the clutch was in the air.

All the lights were turning green in my favor and I was enjoying myself.

I heard a strange sound that seemed almost external.
Everything turned to blackness, and I felt tired.

My friend had woken me up for breakfast.

25.09.2011

9/25/11 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll post multiple dreams per entry.

1. Being a Bad Student

I was in my AP French/Film classroom. Except, it wasn't my AP French/Film classroom. It was one of those unexplainable dream-location-switches...and, despite the elongated desks, the real blackboards, and the sky's unnatural purple color, I believed every second of it. We were doing some dull pre-production work, and Mr. Casinghino, my eternally busy AP French/Film teacher, was supervising. As usual, I was goofing off with my good friend Keith Congden, and Mr. Casinghino's passive-aggressive frustration was reaching exciting new heights.

I don't remember much besides that. I've always been afraid of losing this teacher's favor, and he's seen a little more of my goofing off lately, so I guess my fears have decided to manifest themselves this way.


2. South America and 2001

In this dream, I was somehow stationed somewhere near the Amazon Rainforest. I can't remember exactly what my excuse for being there was, but, naturally, I started by exploring the surrounding forests and rivers on my own. It was all Indiana Jones-like, with lots of dry dusty temples and large tan rocks. The climate wasn't Amazonian at all, though; I'd consider it a mix of the Outback and the African Rainforests, but with some misplaced Mayan culture scattered at random. And, though the foliage wasn't very dense, I found the setting confusing enough to get lost in.

Eventually, I started bringing new "friends" -innocuous, non-existent beings whose made-up names I cannot currently remember- with me on my trips into the Afro-Australian wilderness. And we continued to get lost, until we got so lost that my parents decided to gather a search party and find us.

At that point, the imaginary friends and I had finally found our way to the mother of all ancient structures; a giant, carved rock precipice, covered in forgotten symbols. By the time my parents arrived, we had already scaled near half of it, and we waited for them in a creepy stone cave. When they reacher us, we (or the bizarre nature of the rock's markings) convinced them to climb higher. However, all was not well when we made it to the stone's top. In true 2001: A Space Odyssey style, the rock Monolith was an artifact from an alien civilization. But, as I discovered when they tortured and killed my family, not a benevolent one.

I woke up saying, "Arthur C. Clarke was wrong, Arthur C. Clarke was wrong." And, if I'm to rationalize this dream as well, I'd say it was the product of reading far too much H. P. Lovecraft.

And, er...I'm back.

Mayatara's Dream

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.

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.

Greasy kitchen
I'm working at a 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.

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.

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.

Keanu Reeves
Also have a fragment of a dream with Keanu Reeves on it, but I just recall he was sitting on a chair to my right.

My small town had been turned into a craft fair/festival. My friends had set up booths around town. My wife and I have a booth, she's selling yoga CDs and I'm doing psychic readings.

Some friends of ours, C and S stop at our booth. C gives me a suitcase. I open it and there is a compartment inside that holds a key. C walks away to get the thing that the key opens.

Another friend, Michael comes by and asks me to go with him to his booth, which is on the other side of town. I walk with him and see his booth, which is like a canopy, where he is going to play his didgeridoo. (In waking life, Michael and I had played didge and hand drum at a healing circle at the Farmer's Market yesterday).

Then I remember that C was going to bring something that I had been given the key for. I tried to run back to our booth but now it was like an obstacle course. I had to climb over, wade through, crawl under all kinds of obstacles.

I woke up, and decided to re-enter the dream. I listened to the sound current and was back in the dream. I found my way back to the booth but C had not returned yet. As I waited I lost the dream.

IMPORTANT DATES
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[/] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Stabilize Lucidity

KEYWORDS:

09/22/11

#1:
Walk
Canal
Woods
"Is everything alright?"

#2:
Bionic
Aerial View
Comp. Chamber
Chobits??

09/23/11

3rd Rock from the Sun
Can't message
Love
ATM

09/24/11

Cat Beast

09/25/11

Hillbillies
Road Trip
Drive Away
Radio: "Time You Almost Got Hit?"
Spongebob
Shoot Animal- Peacock.

09/22/11:

#1
This dream was very, very simple. I was merely walking along a twisted version of the canal trails near my house at twilight with my friend Taylor. We were talking, though I can't remember exactly what... I remember her asking me what was wrong...But then I woke up.

#2
I dreamed in this one I was being built into a bionic woman. I saw myself from an aerial view as I jumped over the trees and avoided helicopters. I believe what I was built into was a Chobits from the anime series of the same name. Again, this has become fuzzier with time. I believe most of these entries will be quick quiblets.

09/23/11
I honestly can barely remember this.... I was partaking in a world that was the TV series Third Rock from the Sun. I couldn't get a text message through to someone as I stayed in the Soloman family apartment... I remember someone talking about love and I remember stopping at an ATM so I could buy it. I seemed to have been as ignorant as the alien family when it came to earth culture....Thus my trying to 'buy love'.

09/24/11
I only remembering being turned into a cat beast and running through the forest...

09/25/11
This dream was very strange...I dreamed I was on a roadtrip with my friend Taylor. We drove through this park-like area as the radio asked about times the listeners had almost been hit. Almost all of them recalled this incidents occuring when they were children, and they would happen right in front of my car! As if I as reenacting this happenings. Taylor and I stopped at this Hillbilly house to participate in some odd thing....Suddenly, it was like I was watching a twisted episode of Sponegbob. Sponebob and Patrick were supposed to shoot this peacock as the sun hit the horizon of a hill, wild dogs lined in the lanes with the peacock in the center. They refused, the hillbillies took offense, and they ran away to avoid being killed. Jumpin g in the car, it was me and Taylor again. We drove away with the radio starting with "Time you almost got hit?" bit, the reenactments happened again.... Then I awoke.

END ENTRY

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.

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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.

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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!!!