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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.

I'm in some large building and my friend Charles is with me. There's some sort of Mr. Miyagi type character there as well who is demonstrating his martial art skills. Charles (who is in to that sort of stuff IRL) decides to challenge him. They fight with those staff things. Charles puts up a good fight (getting in a few decent hits) but ultimately is defeated. I remember the blows looking particularly painful. Like one would "stab" the other with the staff and his flesh would bend and poke through the other side.

After the fight, I have a conversation with Charles. We try to discuss if he could beat Ryu from Street Fighter in a hand-to-hand fight. Charles asks how his skill is at avoiding and blocking chains of attacks. I explain to him that a "chain" or a "combo" in tournament fighter terms is by definition a series of hits that are unavoidable provided that the first hit connects. Since it's sort of a gaming abstraction, I reason that his skill at blocking chains must be assumed to be the same as Ryu's. My thought process is surprisingly clear and logical. A similar argument is made for Charles's inability to shoot hadoukens.

After this we all decide that it would be best to learn karate or something so that we can defend against bad guys. I'm then in a karate class. It's very embarrassing because I'm the only adult in a room full of 5 year olds. We do some drills that mainly consist of things I remember from basketball practices. Layups, foot dexterity drills, etc.

Suddenly, I'm Batman. Best plot twist ever.

The same Mr. Miyagi type character is my master who trained me. There are bad guys trying to kill him (I think I identify these attempts as having been made by the Joker?). At one point there is a bomb planted near him so I disarm it or get rid of it or something. Then they actually succeed in killing him. I chase down the bad guy and apprehend him. A funeral service is called to honor Mr. Miyagi's death by someone other than me. Everyone brings strawberry jam to the funeral because that's customary or something. They give Mr. Miyagi's corpse the jam and he is revived. Apparently jam is the cure to whatever poison that the bad guy gave him, and he himself called for the funeral service because he knew it would be the fastest way to get jam.

Supermarket Sweep

News report of a guy who worked on a UK tv show 'supermarket sweep' is arrested for fraud. He has short curly black hair and a wide nose.

Dead Like me

I'm watching the final ever episode of dead like me, it's been bought back to guest star in a supernatural episode to properly wrap the series up. I'm sitting at my mother in law's house watching it, I'm really engrossed in the episode - and it's nearly finished - Georgia (the principle character from dead like me) has switched bodies and is about to go head to head with the main reaper. Suddenly my mother in law changes the channel because her show is about to start - doh!

Beetlejuice...

I've just gone into my dream, I'm aware of the dream forming - the tv is on, I think we're watching beetlejuice (my favorite movie) I then remember one of my dream goals - to call up beetlejuice. I say 'beetlejuice' , the tv is reacting, something is happening - I say 'beetlejuice' again - more power, stuff in the tv are moving around - I think this is gonna work! - I then wait a few seconds to build up the tension - 'BEETLEJUICE!!!' and.... nothing. It didn't work.

old friends

I see an old friend who I haven't seen for a few years. She is allot taller than I remember - she is like 2 or three heads taller than me now! She looks like a giant compared to everybody around us! We embrass to say hi but then she asks why I'm not saying hello properly and puckers her lips, awkwardly I give her a peck on the lips (like I would do my 2 yr old daughter) I then see some other people who I haven't seen for a long time. I have to stand next to one of them in a kind of circle, my tall friend, who is now standing opposite to me in the circle, wants me to get some gossip/info from the person I'm standing next to - she nods her head to me and I send her a text message.

Old old friend

I'm at my mother in laws house again (in France) and an old school friend, who I knew when I was 9 is there, he is showing how well he can speak french, and I am embarrassed because my french isn't that great

Chichen Itza attempt 5

I go into a DEILD, the dream is forming around me. I am in my house, I need to go along with the dream to begin with, I start a dialogue with it - it is too weak to leave and become truly lucid so I just go along with the dream. Nothing really interesting happening at this point,I did try to communicate to pichulick while in this state, I remember getting somekind of dialogue but was unsure whether it was him or just my subconscious.

I finally feel that the dream has stabilized enough and I walk out the front door. It is bright and sunny outside, blue sky with a nice street in front of me. This makes me think about nightspy2's request. So I look around:

There IS natural light, (though I can't remember seeing the sun specifically, just a blue sky) NO clouds BUT, (which really surprised me) a perfect shadow projected by me, I marvel at this for a few seconds - unbelievable - the shadow looks and reacts perfectly normal!

I then think about going to Chichen Itza - and as my last attempt to go by flying created uneven results I decided on trying to make another portal. I root around inside my (pajama) pockets, I'm looking for a red piece of rock that an old woman gave to me after I asked her how to travel through dreams, she told me to use it to go where ever I wanted. (I tried using it once and couldn't get it to work!) but instead of the rock I found a key,I figured the rock must have changed into this key. The key had a steel bottom and a black plastic top to it. Kinda like one of these:



So I figured that it must have some kind of significance and looked around - there were many houses around but one old battered church that drew my attention specifically. It was wooden, more like a church you would find in the US than in the UK. The front door to the church was padlocked by at least 4 or 5 different padlocks. I put the key into the padlock and turn the key - it opens the padlock - and all the others at the same time! - It is a skeleton key

I walk into the church, it is very small and damaged, sitting opposite to me, from the doorway is a safe attached to the wall. I open the safe with the skeleton key easily. Inside the safe is a curved blue piece of foam and pieces of paper with notes and quick sketches drawn onto them. They seem to be pretty scientific, and from what I gather the general theme seems to be tran-dimensional travel, the drawing show a stick man hovering above what seems to be a wave of frequency, all the other stuff is completely lost on me. I take the curved blue piece of foam and think that maybe I can use it to open a portal, it is a course foam, like something you would use to build a concept model from like polystyrene. I bend it and it breaks in half - nothing is inside (well done me!) I then start to chant Chichen Itza and try to summon as much passion and energy as I can - but nothing happens. I wake up


Notes - synchronicities with both Vasterguard's dream and thebeastoffold's dream

It'sMEE's Dreams...

My first dream starts in my room. I'm in bed and I keep waking up to check on my hamster to see if he is alright (which is strange because my hamster died yesterday ) and I seem to know that it can't be my hamster. I look at the cage and see a hamster running around inside, but I lay back down thinking 'It's not Muffin, he died so it doesn't matter what that hamster does.' I'm not sure if I know I'm dreaming, I just feel really tired and fall back asleep.

Another dream is where I'm in Spain with some random person called Damian and I'm trying to put money in a bank. I have a leaflet thing which I wrote how to say 'can I put this in the bank' in spanish in, and I keep trying to tell the lady behind the counter this. She says "Rude to come to a country and not learn the language..." I'm there for ages trying to find how to say what I want to say, and when I find it, I don't know how to say it.

I am in a staircase. The stairs are wide, wide enough for ten people to walk side by side up them. It is dark. I go up the stairs. When I reach the top of the building, there is a single door with the number 182 in it. On the wall there is a map of the area. It has lots of numbers in it. I have to go really close to it to see. I find the building numbered 182. "Hey, what are you doing here?". I turn around. There is a short man with a bodyguard. "I own this building! Get out of here!" I leave the building. I see a friend of mine leaving with a scooter. I go towards the same direction on rollerblades. A moment later my friend reappears, now riding a bike. She is dragging there is a rope attached on the bike and at the other end is her friend on rollerblades. They head to the same direction as I. From somewhere several people on bikes appear. I try to speed up and get past them, but there is too much traffic. We arrive at a crossing. The traffic lights are green. When I am crossing the road, the light changes into red. The cars don't care about me and I have to dodge them for the last few metres. At the other side of the road there is a bus stop. There are some russian people there. There is also my brother. "What are you doing at the secret paths?" He asks me. I ask him what he is doing there. He says he is waiting for a bus. I ask him when is he going to be at home. "Four o' clock", he answers. It's three o' clock and a little over 20 kilometres to home. It's a nice sunny day and I wonder if I should skate to home. In that case I should give the keys to my brother so that he can get in. The bus arrives. I go in. My brother ask the bus driver if I can come. The bus driver says yes. The bus leaves. I notice the place has changed. There are no proper roads (I've had dreams where I supposedly am in the 1980s where the environment looks pretty much like this). The rest of the dream is pretty much the driver driving as fast as she can, apparently the bus drivers have a competition of who drives the track fastest.

In another dream from last night I was in a tower. It had five floors and was slightly askew. At the top floor there was a bedroom. When I looked out of the window I saw a beach and some forest.

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: I am inside some kind of mall (I have the feeling like I've been there before in another dream). Somebody is with me... I walk around and I'm going inside a game store. I search for some Playstation games. I stop at a shelf and I find a game I've been searching for 9 years now (childhood memory...). It costs 80 Dollars but I don't care and put it in my bag. I walk around and find another game I like and I also put it inside. I walk to the checkout and pay for the games. I wake up

2nd (Fragment): I remember being in my school and talking to some people. I walk around and the fragment ends...

3rd: I'm in a garden and it seems like there is a little party going on. In the middle of the garden is a huge bed. There are 2 guys and 4 (hot) girls fooling around. I walk to them and I notice what they do...

Spoiler for Sexual content:

One girl is under the blanket and she is blowing one of the guys. The other girl is riding the second guy. I don't mind because the girls are hot and I try to join the fun.

I see that Haley Williams (paramoore) is also with them and I lay down next to her. I try to kiss her but she turns away so I tell her to follow me. She tells me that all those people are so simple minded and I tell her to look closely. I point my finger on a saltshaker and tell her that many people do not believe in their powers. I try to move the shaker with telekinesis but it doesn't work for some reason. I do a RC because this is strange (This is so weird because it was like I expected it to be a dream and when it didn't work I did a RC to see if I'm not sleeping). I'm dreaming and I smile because this is my second ld in a row. Everything starts to get blurry so I try to focus on awareness. It's clear again and I try to focus on Windhover's Energy Signature. Suddenly there is a metal rope in front of me. I grab it and it drags me down into the sewers. I tell the rope to bring me to Windhover while I focus on the energy. I shout "Faster!" all the time because it's going too slow. The sewers had many windows to look outside and the sun was shining through them. It was pretty awesome I feel like I'm loosing lucidity so I focus on the feeling of the rope in my hand and on the smell of the air (which didn't work because my nose was blocked IRL...). Suddenly a friend of mine is dragging the rope but I didn't mind as long as he drags me in the right direction. Suddenly we stop. I'm standing in front of the entrance into a cavern. I wonder if this is the entrance into her dreams. I walk into the cavern but I wake up because my mom walks into the room -.-

Before I fell asleep, I fervently said over and over,"Please tell me I'm dreaming!"
Anyways, I fall asleep and the next thing I know, a woman is saying,"Uh, you wanted to know you're dreaming. Ashley, you're dreaming! C'mon! I did what you said to do!"
"Man, shut up!"
"...What?! This is what I get for being nice? Pfft. Whatever. Go and be a moron for all I care."
So...That lucid dream attempt went down in shambles.

The next thing I know, I'm in my backyard and my father and younger brother are out in the shop. I say hello but they don't really acknowledge me. The next thing I know, a black cat is insulting me in the most awesome manner ever ( I really wish I remembered all that he said). I never got his name, but I get a strong feeling it was probably Vameel. The fact that a cat was talking should have been a dead give away that I was dreaming. -_-

Yep, another festival dream, wow this one was odd, I have no idea what in my life provoked this dream...
My recalls pretty poor on this one.

I am at a festival with my friends, Tom, Alex, Zak, Joe, and a few others that I cant remember. (Jack comes into it later).
The main event of the festival is that you can play this zombie game, I say a game but it's completely realistic.
There are two parts to the map, the sewers, and the campsite, the zombies are allowed to run around in the campsite as well! The start area (there is two) is the checkpoint where you get your guns, ammo, but it is also where freshly turned zombies (with some control) go to get revived, which is where human players bite them on the arm and turn them human again.
Bit of a description here of the zombies, they are like rotting humans, blood splatters everywhere.

*Fragment* I don't know where this comes in but I remember being at home watching a film, and couting my money, I have £10 left because I spend £2.50 on a call, and like £5 on a kitkat.*

We head up to the checkpoint, the game is about to start, we are planning to head to a certain area of the sewers to fend the zombies off. At the checkpoint I ask for a gun, he hands me a real M16, it's awesome.
Heading out into the sewers, I remember joe gets bitten fairly early on, I run back to the checkpoint reviving as many people as well as him.
Back with my friends we have decided to go to area 11G, they are about to go around a corner when I get attacked from a zombie, I kill it fairly fast but when I look around they are gone, no where to be seen.
I begin to wander forwards, check my phone, no signal, I get to this area where there is a couch in the middle of this massive opening, a zombie comes to attack be but I just run around the opposite side of the couch to her. My gun raises and I kill her.
This goes on for awhile, I manage to get outside and call Alex, the call is horrible, and I finally after much effort we manage to set up a location to meet up.
Back at the checkpoint we decide to go in again, I've run out of ammo so I go to the checkpoint and ask for some more, they hand me this crappy machine gun.
We head in but it seems the game is already over, I meet up with Jack and he tells me how good it was in this certain area.

Back in town we are all sitting down, one of my friends shouts at another about having an accent.
End.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

25-09-11 Set the alarm for 4:30 to do a wbtb, but found out that I don't have the discipline to do that if I keep the alarm right next to the bed. I intended on just chilling for the first bit of the night and form some intentions during the waking period. I remember having forgotten loads of dreams as well from this night :/

The Nap attempt was actually from the day before, but will include it here.

24-09-11 Nap attempt.

“The Giants can't be found because Earth is a pump!”

I am at school with maybe 4-6 other people. We are having a lecture in the nature of consciousness. It is a radical theory we are getting presented. Bærentsen is proposing that the dreamt world is as real as the physical, but he has a list of 4 critical assumptions for this to be correct.

The first is that giants beasts existed and as he is telling about this particular theory we are watching a documentary that explains it. It is a really good documentary as it also takes us right into the action. I am the main advocate that this theory cannot be correct and my first argument points to the fact that we have never found any remains of these particular beasts.

While I am talking about this fact we are actually back in time as two giant beasts are duking it out. Giant might actually be a bit of an understatement when I should think these beasts are probably the size os small continents. There are a lot of people around us trying to get away from the fighting beasts to avoid becoming collateral.

Bærentsen counters my argument with the lack of skeletal remains of these beasts with the fact that they have existed many times that Earth in fact is operating on a greater cyclical scale than previously imagined and that this cycle includes total incineration and essentially the planet's “death” as well. There is a small video segment where we see earth from quite far away, burn, whither and die.

This is supposed to be a scientific model of how Earth is in fact a giant pump for providing ascended souls into the multiverse.
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“Granny's Pearls, aka sometimes I disturb myself”

Spoiler for Strong, Explicit, Sexual content:

I am at home on the sofa and an elderly woman comes up to me. I think I recognise her from somewhere. She tells me that I am really stressed and that I should let her help me find relief. I am not really happy about the idea considering that she seems fairly old, though her body is in good shape.

I think she starts by blowing me a bit.

She starts advertising a bit by leaning over one of the armrests of the couch and flash her bare ass. It doesn't look any older than a 20-30 year old. So I go for it. I replicate with some cunnilingus from behind and wonder why there is some sort of bulge in her vagina. I grab hold of whatever it is and pull out. I expect it to be some sort of bead toy, but to my surprise it is a fully functional amber necklace.

We switch around a bit so I can please her finger style. She is getting very moist and I start with just plunging in two fingers and then grab the clit with my thumb and start stimulation there as well. o which the woman starts groaning and I join in for the fun of it. Then I am about to do the deed, but wake up.

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“A swashbuckling tale of rubber sticks”

I am on a boat, or ship rather and from what I can understand it is a rather large one at that. I am walking around downstairs and keep provoking all the people that are gathered there. Apparently all the people are gathered because some important people are there and I give a rats arse about that.

The people there either fear me or respect me quite a bit, because I am allowed to do the stupidest things. First of all everyone is supposed to stand and look stupidly straight ahead, like in any military presentation.

I walk around and slap people in the face with this purple rubber (some sort of foam is more accurate) stick I have. It is one of those you often see by swimming pools that children use to play with. I even slap the captain around with it a bit (Kaomea?) and she seems really annoyed, but get ordered by some unknown entity to stand down.

At other points I hit people in the face with a morning star. They don't seem to be in a lot of pain though, which I find weird. I think I hit the captain again and she retaliates by trying to punch me in the face, but I block it by grabbing her hand in my left without even looking at her.

I always had this sense that I was somewhat powerful, yet smaller than the rest.
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“Breaking the bank”

Something about having to help my mum. I have finally gotten her on board that the financial institutions are what is wrong with the world today. She has taken quite a risk. Think my cousin is in this dream.
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“Worst train tracks ever!”

Ok so I am on this train. We are driving through open fields and marshlands. I keep looking down onto the tracks to see the where they go. Sometimes you can't even see them, which is somewhat upsetting for my sister. It is not that the tracks aren’t there it is just that these particular tracks never really gets used.

We are supposed to “go to the place we used to play” and it is My sister, brother-in-law and maybe someone else on the train.

As we are driving we drive across sections of the tracks where they have been elevated off the grounds. Not only that, but when we are driving towards some of the poles that are holding the tracs we see the tracks themselves fall down into place from an upright position.

At one point I look out to my left and I see a much larger lake than the one we used to play by and there are two people out rowing in something that looks like inflatable boats. They are racing.

When we get to the end of the tracks there are no station or anything the train just stops and we get out. My sister and brother-in-law are fairly lucky to get out on dry lands whereas I end up in water and much to my waste. There is a pole that may be supporting the tracks that I wrap my arms around and break, which my sister informs me about.

I turn around and start making my way up a hill that is very slippery and muddy.
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“Bike tricks and......”

I am on a bike on a camping grounds and I am experimenting with the handbrakes, realising I don't know which one is for what wheel. I end up slamming the front wheel brake a bit hard and I end up lifting the back wheel and spin 180 and take off on the bike again. I smirk to myself, thinking I am rather cool, have never tried anything like that before.

Notes: A lot of this dream is missing. I think it involves going backwards and forwards quite a bit and might even be connected with the train one.
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“Lightning”

Something about crystallising lightning or mastering it or similar.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]This morning I used the timer method and even though I didn't used it correctly my motvation to use it , or something, made me lucid anyway. It's not that odd because the timer makes me have about 12 WBTB attempt and each time I fall asleep, the chance to lucid dream is increased, because I am more aware. And this time I could really explore the dream and it's environment. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="red"]I realised that I was dreaming and I walked out of my house, it was night. I started to think about what it ment to be lucid, and I realised that nothing can harm me. So I thought let's try getting killed by a car, and when I though about that a fear overwhelmed me, and I lost my lucidity...[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]The timer woke me up, well so I thought.. I were in my room and I hear an unpleasant buzzing sound. There was bees in my room! They were really big and I ran out of my room. I watched the bees as they ate honey which for some reason was all over my room. In real life I have an electric flyswatter, but in this dream it was gigantic. It was laying in my room on the floor and one of the bees sat on it and it turned on and I watched the be get electrified to death.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]Then I had a weird dream about me being Borat and I saw a hot chick on the airport, and she wasn't wearing anything to cover her, ehrm upper part. So I said "Very nice how much" haha. Weird but funny dream.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="red"]Then I woke up in my dream bed and there was a really hot chick laying next to me and yeah.. I got lucid :P I can't blame me she was way out of my league, as all girls seems to be in my dreams. Anyway I went out of my house (I resisted the distraction!) and I remembered that I had been lucid before, and I started to reflect over the fact that it's allways night in my lucid dreams. I remembered that I had once thought of in real life, how the pavement will look in my dreams, will it look real or like a bad texture? It looked real, very real and detailed.
I walked around my neighborhood and I saw that my busline took a weird path, it was not on the road but on a cycle path. I didn't consciously stabilised this dream, but by observing the pavement and realising how odd the bus was I guess it made me more anchored to the dream.
I wanted to see a grocerystore that I often go to, but this time in the dream. It's a small store, but in this dream it was enormous! I went in there and saw that it looked nothing like it. I watched a hot girl from behind and I told myself that I am not going to get distracted by her, "it's my dream tricking me" I thought. I then saw her face, and it was not what I expected, I immediatelly looked away. The grocerystore changed into a video store and I wanted to summon a person.
In my previous lucid dreams when I have tried to summon a person it was very easy, because all I needed to do was to think of that person, because the dream was just like a vivid thought. This time however, it felt like reality, if you want to know the feeling, I will try to describe how I felt. It felt exactly like reality although I wasn't as aware as I am in reality it felt like reality, but I am tired all the time, not exhausted, but the feeling you have after you have woke up.
So it felt like summoning a person in reality, which is impossible, Neo could free his mind in the Matrix I couldn't..
I asked a person behind the disk where I could find that person, and she said "Oh the How I met your mother series is in the back". "Weird that wasn't what I asked" I thought. I then saw that that person's face started to morph like a bubble, I got surprised, but then I looked away and when I looked back it looked normal again.
I went out of this store and when I got out I was far away from home, I was on the streets of New York.
I did a flying attempt, and I managed to levitate, but not fly with control, by doing this I associated it as a dream again, and I lost my lucidity, but I continued dreaming that I was lucid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I said to myself "this is my dream, I control it!" I then flexed every muscle in anger and screamed "Someday you will all bow to me and I will be your God!". Some people started to approach me and said, we will obey you if you can stop our leader. Who is your leader? I asked. Who? What time are you from? they said surprised.
Then they told me that I was supposed to get up from a special ladder while they distracted guards.
While I was climbing that ladder a train approached me and it was going to drive in to me if I didn't hurried up.
I managed to climb up and on the top there was some weird creatures, I can't explain how they looked like, but one of them kicked me in the head and I fell and I woke up.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I think I am going to continue using the timer, because if I can get experiences like these every morning, I will soon learn how to stay and to start believe so I can control the dream.[/COLOR]