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Kaomea's Dream
Notes: I tried to make it there but never did.

Art Museum
I'm standing in some art museum, not exactly sure how I got here. As soon as I become lucid and 'wake up' to the environment, I immediately see this guy in front of me. He's wearing a long sleeved jacket or maybe some sort of coat, I think it's white. As soon as I look at him he raises his right arm horizontally and then emits a white smoke/cloud from his elbow? What the f is that ... ? Before I'm able to react I'm knocked out and lose the entire thing.

Factory
I'm in a factory and watching as someone builds a water contraption. It's made out of steel and the function of it is meant to harness the power of water. I can't/don't do anything and simply watch. After a while I think about how funny it would be to put fish in there and wreck havok but my thoughts are really cloudy and everything seems decently hazy. Funny though because immediately after I thought it, fish randomly appeared in his machine and he seemed pretty upset by this ... but I don't remember deliberately intending them there...

To the batcave! ... or beach house
My head is aching and overall feels like I'm recovering from a really bad hangover. I can't see straight but I can see well enough, albeit it feels like the entire world is spinning faster than normal. I'm on a moped as I regain dream consciousness and speed through a city near the beach. I see traffic lights and speed through the first one, not willing to stop... I can't stop. I time the other lights and catch whatever green lights happen to turn on at the right time. I almost crash horribly as I speed over some metal plate and a rain puddle... I pull myself back up before I actually crash and just nearly miss a couple of police officers standing on the sidewalk. I make it to a beach house...

Beach house
Arriving at my destination, I don't know why exactly I'm here. I get the feeling I'm here because the water holds a cleansing property and clears my energy, aura, mind, everything but I still can't think straight. I grab a bag, my bag? and reach for my suit to put on. I get sidetracked into other things instead of getting into the water. I can't think straight and never make it into the water... only into other areas in the building beside the water.

Please feel free to comment, I'd like to hear your thoughts and ideas on my dreams
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I was in some kind of college (But it wasn't the one I go to) and everybody from my old school was there, also K. was in all of my lessons. There was this one group of people who were my friends and I told them I loved her. Then we went outside and the college was actually a castle as well. Then the dream switched to me in my living room, I was watching a documentary on volcanoes.


The scene then came back to the college/castle and me and my friends were trying to escape, we were running across the battlements to one of the turrets/towers. We got there and this king-like guy walked out and we tried to avoid him but we got found, we kept running along the battlements until we were opposite this house. We were told to jump and hold onto this rope to swing across. I knew I couldn't jump that far, suddenly everything around us was on fire and I had no choice. I tried to jump but slipped and fell back into the burning building, the heat was intense and I thought it was all over but then the people who were with me formed a human chain and caught me. They then swung me onto the house opposite. We were trying to escape to train in something but then everything went black as though to say "two months later" or something like that but it didn't. The scene then switched to me fishing next to the leader of the escape group in the street and he reminded me about K. and I ran into the college looking for her but there were a load of school children getting in my way. I never found her in the end but this strange booming voice said "YOU ARE DREAMING" and then I became lucid! but then the dream started to fade and I frantically started rubbing my hands together, the dream still faded and I woke up. Hooray for my first lucid, even though it was only 5 seconds long. I think the reason I couldn't stabilise it is because I panicked when it started fading. Oh well I have lots more time to try.

Melatonin, b6, tums, egg(choline)
I was next to this grungy mini market with two of these girls. I was holding this bag of cheese puffs and a red bull. In my head I even told myself, this is something a douchebag would eat when about to be killed. We were having fun and all and then we drove over to our black friends house which was a block over. I had the feeling that we were being haunted. Ocassionally I turned my head and I saw a silhouette of this little girl. In my dream I kept telling myself that I knew this is going to be scary but I didn't care. I knew later on we were running from something. The two girls I was with ended up as one, and the black girl was running out of her house with us. We were screaming, running. We ran across the road, it was raining with lightning outside. We were on a porch banging on the door of this girl. We begged her to let us in. The asian girl let us in and she died immediently. I had no idea what was going on. The ghost/monster thing was chasing everyone. It was a pretty full house, and I think that there was a party. We let them die just by knocking on their door. I ran to the back to see if I could hide, but I ended up in the Beast's dog house. I wanted to hide behind his giant dog bowl, but THEY walked in. There were two big dogs looking for food. I opened a can of Pedigree and placed it in one bowl, then another. I felt like they bonded with me.*
I woke up, not like out of the dream but in the dream I woke up next to that grungy mini market. This was sort of like Final Destination I just realized that those two girls were just slaughtered. One of the girls, the bad one just finished stealing some food from that market. I told her to put it back, stealing is bad and I was yelling at her because I was trying to see where we messed up to get murdured in the first place. I put on my backpack and was like fuck you guys, I'm leaving. I ran to the place with the asian girl. I saw that black girl there too and I handed her two slices of cheese?? I yelled at her, "When you get to your house, place both of these cheese infront of your door and DON'T LET THOSE TWO GIRLS IN YOUR HOUSE. WHATEVER YOU DO. PROMISE ME". And so she ran to her house and I also ran off to the next block. I looked back to make sure no one was following me. I went up the very steep hill. I got halfway through and I had to climb. I slid a bit but grabbed onto this patch of grass before I slid all the way down. I was climbing over this fence when this guy told me "hey, do you know about those hauntings?" and I said, I wish I could help you but if you stay out of the way you'll be safe. I climbed over and dodged my way through all these mailboxes and these bikers leaving. I saw the entrance and planned my escape, but saw that one Ron Weasley guy sitting next to me with a bunch of other guys looking at his arm. He was staring at me like he knew what I was doing. I looked back at the entrance and it was a two feet black tube that I had to crawl through. I began to crawl in but it was just way too tight and would take me forever to get to the other side. So I took my backpack off and removed the black tube so I had to get past horned shrubbery. I let my blue backpack and grabbed my bike, pulling it along as I crawled through the tough terrain. I got out and all I could see was steep cliffs and the ocean. I mounted my bike and rid as fast as I could. At one point I had to go up this tube with my bike, but I fell off the edge and into the water. I told myself NOPE I'M NOT DROWNING and bounced back up once I hit the water. *I saw these people on an island who were stuck yelling for help. I KNEW not to help them(yes I feel bad now) because it would be a relapse of everyone dying. So I kept jumping on my bike over and over, knowing not to go too far, because I can't swim. I went to the closest beach and saw a bunch of Samoans then dismounted off my bike really cool. I asked where I was and they told me the Pacific Islands.*
I was in school when I saw Voldemort. He was trying to get into the Chamber of Secrets or something. We all tried to prevent him. I saw him talking to this lady for a school map but I interrupted her and asked if Mr... Was a fat black guy or a fat white guy and she looked at me funny. Atleast I prevented him from continueing.*

Non-lucid, Possibly lucid?, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm trying to drive to a destination, and I go through an intersection and end up on a winding road that leads down the side of a mountain to a lake. I recheck my directions and realize that I was supposed to turn right at that last intersection. I start retracing my route and going back up the hill.

I'm at an outdoor amphitheater in Disney California Adventure. I'm way in the back of the amphitheater area, on some bleachers, watching a stage show. There is a bizarre structure on the horizon as you're looking at the stage; it looks like a pyramid with the points sticking out in a bunch of different directions, like what you would see if you put a normal pyramid in the center of a spherical structure with mirrors on all the inside surfaces. The show starts out with red fireworks that shoot out from the vicinity of this structure. The first round explodes in the sky above and to the right of the audience, the second arcs down to and explodes on the round, concrete slab of a second amphitheater behind and to the right of the audience, and the third explodes just above the audience's heads. I'm afraid that I'm going to catch on fire, but I don't.

On stage, there's some sort of announcement from a villainous character in the show that we need to prepare to be tortured. He also says that all the women should stay in the main viewing area, while all the men should move to the building at the back of the theater with the indoor concession and souvenir stands. They all do so. Then, large snakes appear throughout the viewing area. One is close enough to me to touch me with the end of its tail, which I know is poisonous [um, what?]. It's very long and all coiled around on top of itself. I visually pick out its head and tail from among the mass, and try to avoid them as I pick it up and attempt to toss it away from me. This doesn't work. It wraps itself around my waist and legs, binding me in place. I'm scared, but I resign myself to it when I realize that I can't get it off and that it's just a part of the show anyway.

After the show, which felt like it had lasted about 50 minutes, I make my way down to the stage. One of my college girlfriends is getting married here at Disney California Adventure. Several of the other girls from our group are bridesmaids, and they're all wearing long, grayish-white dresses with Disney vacation scenes on them. Two of them are pregnant, including EB. I'm here to attend the wedding, too, but I don't talk to any of them. When the wedding party starts taking pictures, I walk back to the concession and souvenir building at the back of the amphitheater.

My walk there takes me along a gently-curving grass path marked with steppingstones with the shapes of different Disney character heads on them. This path marks the edge of the amphitheater seating area. When I get into the concession and souvenir building, I talk to one of the men who was watching the show. He says the boys had their own torture: during the entire time the show was going on, they were all held in one area and none of them were allowed to pee. I tell him that the free T-shirts can be picked up at the Great American Icee stand, over there.

The dream I've been having fades to black [it may have been the one above, or a different one, I'm not quite sure]. When it does, I realize exactly what's going on, close my eyes, and think, When I open my eyes, I will be back in another dream. I open them, and I'm back at the same amphitheater, but the scenario is different.

[I'm not 100% sure I was lucid for this next part, though.] This time, there are a whole bunch of patriotic greeting cards in boxes at the back. Everyone there has been making them to send to the families of military members and people who died in the 9/11 attacks. Some people are still making them. I see that one lady in the back row has a plate full of lasagna, and take a bite with a fork. She tells me not to eat the lasagna, that it's for the people being honored.

Another show starts in the amphitheater. As it starts, people in front of me stand up, which forces me to stand up, too. I talk with the family to my left. They ask me about a “magic wand” that can be used to uncover secrets and extra content in the park. I point out one that a Cast Member down on a walkway that we can see from our seats is using. It looks a lot like a big, black metal detector, with a bunch of black tubes on top that form a Mickey head shape in the center. It detects sensors embedded in the ground and plays a sound when it finds them. The family climbs up onto the roof of the pagoda structure covering the back of the stands to get a better view of the stage, which is easy to do. I say, “Hey! That's rude!” but follow them up there anyway.

[Later, I had another dream in which I was definitely lucid, but I don't remember how it started or very many of the details. Here's what I do remember:]

I'm in an indoor environment, just walking around and admiring the scenery. I know none of this is real and acknowledge that fact in my mind, but I deeply appreciate how the scenery and the daylight illuminating it look completely real.

When I get to the top floor of the building I'm in, I attempt to fly through the ceiling, but it doesn't work. I just bump into the ceiling, which is completely solid to me. It's a stucco ceiling.

I'm flying around above a city, observing it from the air. Another female dream character [no one I know in real life] is flying with me. I take it slow, finding that I have full control over my speed and direction, but not wanting to do any more than relax and take it all in. I increase my altitude, and the other girl follows. We talk while flying. [I don't remember about what.]

[This is another catchup post.]

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of September 8-9

I wake up in my current bedroom. I go down the stairs and look at a digital clock. As I look at it, it changes from 1:07 [or something like that] to 5:07. I know I have to get up for the day at 5:15 [this was actually true in real life, since it was a Friday morning], but I'm still feeling sleepy, so I decide to just go back to bed for those last 8 minutes. I go back up the stairs and go back to sleep.

I wake up in a different bedroom, in a two-story house [that might or might not have been House #2, I'm not sure]. I go downstairs, and there's a social gathering just getting started. A bunch of my [present-day] friends from church are just arriving at the house. I get into a conversation with my mom and PB on the subject of how important it is to always eat everything on one's plate. My mom says that her father always used to tell her to clean her plate. I say that I learned that it was good manners to do so from reading Laura Ingalls Wilder's books when I was a little girl.

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real, I was pretty mad at myself for having missed two false awakenings, one of them involving the classic dream sign of a digital clock changing the time it displays.

Right after I woke up from this dream, my memory of the exact words of the conversation I had had in the dream was much clearer than my memory of conversations in dreams usually is. I'm writing this on the evening of the following day, though, so I don't remember it as well. The story about me reading Laura Ingalls Wilder as a child and learning lessons about manners and etiquette from her books is true, and comes directly from my real life. My mom has never actually told me that specific story about her and her father – my mind just made it up, but it is consistent with his personality.

I am writing in a note book. I write out a message and the message I receive appears on the lines just underneath where I wrote. I am writing back and forth to nomad.

So what I can remember was said...

I said that I see dreaming as a bunch of cords criss crossing in a complex system sort of.

Then at one point I was focusing in on his energy and wrote to him saying that there was both negative and positive emotions sort of being repressed, and that kind of clouds his consciousness.

Then he wrote a bunch of shit back and then I went to check and it was all cross out like he decided to take what he said back. Then I just saw I think alot.

besides those things I can't remember quite everything that was said.
while doing this more than once these sort of videos came up that I would watch. They were youtube videos. He was like telling me things. Then at one point he's talking about weed. he has some bud plant. He's says don't tell anyone!!! Someone that lives around here will steal it!!

The environment I was in was changing as I wasn't paying much attention to it. I was mostly focused on the notebook and sending messages to nomad. Then the parts with videos I sort of suddenly was merged into the experience.

[This is a catchup post.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of August 31-September 1

[Fragment] I still have the box I shipped out via FedEx yesterday, for some reason.

I'm outside and lucid. I try to start flying, but am unable to. I move to another spot where I have an unobstructed view of the sky, and try taking off again. This time, I succeed. I think, I have to be looking up at the sky at about a 40-degree angle in order to fly - no, I don't! If I think that's true, then it will be! I can't set limits on it like that!

There is a large playground where I am. I fly toward it and, to my own slight surprise, am able to fly right through all the playground equipment intangibly, with no trouble at all. I get to see the dark-gray interior cross-sections of the upright pieces of the structure. I think, Oh, heck yeah. When I get all the way through the playground, I fly up to get an overview of the landscape.

September 4, 2011

I'm at my current house. My mom has come over to visit. She's sitting on the couch in the living room. [The living-room furniture is set up in a mirror image of how it is in real life. The couch is facing the outside wall of the house, rather than being up against that wall.] I'm upstairs, looking down into the living room. I jump down the stairs and float gently down onto the ground floor, in full view of my mom and all the other guests downstairs, not caring this time about being seen using my dream abilities by my DCs. None of them take any notice of what I've just done or comment on it as being strange. [I don't remember how this dream began, or how or when I realized I was dreaming, but I definitely knew I was.]

I sit down in an armchair to visit with my mom. We're talking about what it's like for me to be on my own, whether I'm lonely, whether I miss her. She asks me, “Do you ever dream about me?” I say, “Yes.” I decide I don't want to tell her that I'm dreaming about her right now and she's just a DC, though. She continues talking to me about dreams. While she's talking, I notice that she has one or two extra digits on each hand, but I decide not to point this out to her, either. I just find it interesting. I didn't know that that could happen to DCs, too.

[Different dream, later on.] I'm in a house somewhere, with my family. We're getting ready to go out to a movie, for which someone else is buying the tickets. I take my phone out of my purse to check it. It's my smartphone that I have in real life. I've set it to display my name as “Danny Boletino,” the name of a character in a heist movie, just for the fun of it.

I'm in another room of that same house, having a quiet conversation with my boss about fishing. He's surprised to learn that the last time I went fishing with him and his family was the first time I'd ever been fishing. I also tell him that I want to go fishing with them again, because I want to get better at it.

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Side notes:

Lots of day residue here. I saw my mom yesterday, and we had company over at our house. However, my mom did not really come over to my house; I saw her elsewhere. Also, one of the last threads I was this one, about looking at your hands to RC or stabilize the dream, so I'm not surprised that that showed up in my dream.

Neat. That's the first time my new smartphone has shown up in one of my dreams. It's been exactly two weeks since I got it, which is also exactly how long it took me to have my first false awakening in my new house after I moved into it (see this DJ entry). Evidently, two weeks is how long it takes for my my unconscious mind to accept something as normal and start incorporating it into my dreams.

So my MILD was slightly more successful this time, in the sense that I actually woke up after one of my dream cycles. Last time I just slept through the night. So I feel like by practicing ADA, frequent RCs, and trying to MILD through mantras before I go to sleep, I am (slowly but surely) getting closer to a LD. Haha wow, I don't think I've ever used that many acronyms in one sentence before.

I'm going to be trying to write my dream journal in present tense from now on, as I've heard it is better for recall.

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In my first dream I am hanging out with the two girls who I have probably spent more time thinking about than any other girls in the world, S and C. (If only N was there as well, it would have completed the triforce of bitterness and pent up whatever). All three of us are trying on identical purple lacy dresses. The dresses are very strange.

In my second dream I am watching 30 Rock with M and Zach Galifianakis. I feel a little weird because Zach's wife is on the show, and I think it must be awkward for him to be watching her on TV since they got divorced. (I don't think he's even married in real life) Zach Galifianakis turns into MC (me and M's friend), and he shoves wooden stirring spoon heads covered in cous cous into M's mouth. I wake up and write down the notes from my dream. I try and fall back to sleep visualizing myself becoming lucid, but it doesn't work.

In my third dream I'm at a sort of banquet put on by my two guy friends G and A. A lot of our other friends are there, along with Emma Watson. Throughout the dream I switch back and forth between being myself, and being Emma. At one point I am going to use the restroom, and all the toilets are really weird boxes on the walls.

That's all I remember. Maybe tonight will be the night for a lucid. I WILL NEVER GIVE UP! Hahaha

Nephanim's Dreams

My dreams last night were dominated by magic...

Those Eyes

My vision was engulfed by glowing, blue eyes. Behind the long lashes, these eyes studied every detail of my existence. They watched without comment, without judgment. It was simultaneously soothing and lonely. Her skin was like porcelain, and messy tufts of electric blue hair were visible in my limited view. Everything in my mind was totally still except the occasional blinking of Symphony’s eyes. This went on for ages.

As I was falling asleep last night, I remembered a portion of this dream and sensed that it was extremely old. I remembered telling my parents about it once. I had it every night for a long time. I've included it because something as I was falling asleep triggered the recall.

Play about College Life

Chelsea and I were talking about our education at some point in the future. I didn’t realize I had traveled forward in time, so when she asked what year of school I was in, I said it was my fourth. She made a strange face. At this point, Chelsea was about to get her bachelor’s degree in neuroscience. We discussed graduate school in brief detail. Austin was also in college, but he wasn’t doing as well, she said. We talked until I needed to catch a train. I watched her climb up a dead tree and wave as the train sped toward the horizon.

The dream jumped. The scenery changed to my parents’ original house in Texas. I was talking with Austin in the garage about all of the problems he experienced in college. It was only his second year; he hadn’t been able to get into school right away after graduation. He complained that he wasn’t convinced molecules were separable. I enlarged one and divided it for him as proof, but he still didn’t believe it. I showed him styrofoam as an example.

“I don’t know exactly what this is made up of – carbon and some other things – but I can divide it up for you and reassemble it into something else,” I offered. Austin waved his hand to dismiss the experiment.

“That’s just another cheap trick,” he argued. I started playing with the chemical structure of the styrofoam, but there was something strange hiding in the space between the atoms… Something aware. I decided it was best not to release it. Austin and I waited for a school bus at the edge of my parents’ driveway. The bus went right by us without stopping. I ran into the street and waved my arms, prompting the driver to stop. He proceeded to back directly into me; if I hadn’t moved right away, I would’ve been hit. When the wild-haired driver jumped out of the bus, he snarled at us.

“You go to Cy-Woods?” he asked, glaring.

“No…” Austin replied. He explained that we weren’t high school students. We needed a ride to his university.

“This ain’t your bus,” the driver said. He made another disgusted face at me and climbed back onto the bus. I saw Chelsea watching us from inside it.

The dream jumped. Chelsea, Austin, and I were discussing the script for our play about college life. I had messed up by not realizing I was supposed to have already graduated… We decided we could avoid filming it again by changing the story. In our play, I would fail all of my classes in my fourth year to allow Chelsea to catch up to me.

Housing Upgrade: The Salmon Suite

The housing office moved me into a new dorm room because my school expenses were above a certain threshold. I kept thinking that it would be better for them to give me a better scholarship or some kind of private grant instead, but they didn’t give me a choice. Nicole and I went to the new room to inspect. It was several floors off the ground in a needle-like tower on top of a hill. I had to use a physical key to get in; the ID-coded locks had never been installed here since these rooms were frequently used for university guests. Inside, the first thing I noticed was the odd color of the walls: salmon… I decided it was better than the cement walls of my old room.

The room was actually more of an apartment. It was two stories, complete with furniture, a kitchen, a laundry room, and even a flat-screen TV! We took a quick walk through the place and were amazed by what the school had given me. I found a note on the kitchen counter that warned me about their university guest policy. If the room was assigned to someone else after winter break, I would have to move out. That would be a real hassle, but I doubted it would happen.

Guild Wars with Neluna's Aid

I was playing some kind of fantasy MMORPG. Several guild castles were situated along both sides of a wide river with a huge, iron bridge providing passage over it. I had just joined a guild in the area, but they had yet to show me their castle. Because I was wandering in enemy territory, some people from the other guilds came after me. They chased me into a corner and slaughtered me. This happened again after I respawned, and I still wasn’t able to find my guild’s castle! I knew I would recognize the emblem if I saw it… It seemed as though I had already gone by all of the castles, though.

I remembered a sign pointing into a cave along the river’s edge. I reasoned that our castle could only be in that cave. It was hidden from the other guilds. Rather than leading them straight to our headquarters, I decided to invade another guild’s castle. Neluna appeared and fused me with the shadows of the building. With her help, I made it to the top spire of their castle. Their leaders, two elderly wizards in white robes, were tending to a sentient crystal kept in this room. I crept up behind them and jabbed a knife into one man’s back. I immediately took his staff and loosed a stream of electricity on the other wizard. Both of them were dead before they knew what hit them. I took their white robes and fused their staves together, then fused the combined staff with Apheri.

All of the commotion drew the attention of the guildsmen in the floor below. One man wearing an enchanted ring came up the stairs. I blew his head off his shoulders with raw magical force before he could do anything. The ring on his finger glided off and landed in the palm of my hand. With my heightened magical awareness, I could tell the ring’s effect without putting it on. It would allow me to absorb the intelligence of all those around me. I slid it on and became an unparalleled wizard with knowledge of the deepest intricacies of magic. Apheri began to glow golden in my hand.

The Birth of Magic, the Raging Comet

In this dream, I was merely an observer. A great wizard known as “The Birth of Magic” retreated to a private island for his retirement. He was weary of the trouble caused by magic and eager to spend what remained of his life as a hermit. Unfortunately for him, a young man with the power to turn his feet into rockets followed him to the island. He harassed the old man with stories of children being corrupted by deadly magic on an island nearby. When the wizard refused to help, he started taunting him. The old man thought it all over and finally came to the conclusion that he had a duty to the people to provide his knowledge. He didn’t have to use magic to solve their problems… He could simply tell them how to do it. He pretended to give into the young man’s taunts, transformed into a fireball, and took flight. The famous wizard rode through the sky like a blazing comet.

When he reached the island in question, he crashed into a storage shack for turtle shell boats. These were scattered all over the island by the force of his impact. Everyone knew who it was as soon as he arrived. The Birth of Magic had a reputation for crashing into things.

The dream jumped. The old man finished gathering the turtle shell boats. An infant was trapped inside one of them, so he had to shatter it to release her. The infant’s father seemed really angry about the wizard’s return, but he thanked him anyway. Having dealt with the consequences of his arrival on the island, the wizard began inquiring about the magic plague affecting the children of the island.

Shiina Hinata of Cyanide

I was with Nicole’s family in their garage. It seemed a little more cluttered than usual… Phil’s jeep was parked in the middle of the driveway, so there was no room for Matt to get out. Instead of asking Phil, he decided to drive around the jeep. The basketball goal was in the way, however… He got out of the car and started sawing at a huge metal bolt sticking out of the base of the basketball goal. Nicole and I held onto the base to keep it steady for him. Although we agreed to help, we didn’t think this was an efficient solution to the problem.

While he worked on that, I kept hearing a girl’s voice in the back of my head. I turned to look at the garage every time I heard it, but no one was there. Before Matt could saw through the bolt, Phil and Tom got in the jeep and drove away. He gave up and walked into the garage to get his car. When we followed him in there, a purple-haired girl with white doves instead of pupils was waiting by the car. She seemed to be on the verge of tears.

“Um… Who are you?” Matt asked.

“Shiina Hinata,” she answered. “I tried to help you, but… You didn’t hear me…” The telepathic communication between us became so powerful that I was flooded with information about her. She was a fragment of Sigh Lynnt, the Cyanide Witch. I was speechless.

“Hinata?” I stepped forward. “I think I understand who you are.” A bond of magic formed between us, tying our auras together. Our minds were linked. At the same time, Hinata’s tears stopped.

I think I went to bed at around midnight or earlier. I had gotten no sleep the day before so I was really beat and fell asleep quickly. And I stayed asleep all night (other than brief wakings)

I had several dreams, but they're all sort of jumbled right now.
In the last one, I was a male monkey teaching my offspring how to jump through the trees safely. We were high up in the canopy and the little one missed a couple of times. I dove through the branches, in total panic to grab him. I got to him in time, and then I went around teaching him how to identify dead branches and trees and I showed him what made them dangerous.

Then the dream changed and I was myself at my grams house. Something was going on with a cat and a kitten. The kitten was black and it either got separated from its mom or the mom died. I went out to get him but then I saw my old (favorite!) cat Rogue run off carrying something black in his teeth. I followed Rogue and cornered him, then took the kitten out of his mouth. I popped him a couple times and after I got the kitten, Rogue hissed at my. I noticed the kitten had a small but bleeding wound on its stomach and I thought briefly about letting Rogue finish the kill. But I couldn't. As I walked across a large field to return to the house, a lioness started nosing the kitten in my hand. I used my body to block but I knew she could feel my fear and pretty soon she would just eat me too lol. I got the house and stood in front of the door.
I told someone through the screen to open the door just a little and to take the kitten. My son Myles argued with me, not seeing the lioness. My mom picked up on the stress from my voice, so she took the kitten.
Then I woke up.

And I all-stinking-ready have a headache.

In other dreams... I killed someone and tried to hide it. There was something about a crocheted ball of yarn with the needle stinking through it. My son, Myles lol, somehow knew what I had done and he was calling me out on it. I kept grumbling for him to drop it, but then an Elder showed up behind me. I was very angry. I wouldn't look at him. One of his hands was on my back, the other occassionally rubbed my crotch through my clothes and I wondered if he thought I was hysterical [a reference to a medical practice LONG ago where the Dr. tried to cure or clam female patients by inducing orgasm ]
I don't recall how that dream ended.

In another dream- an awesome dream which I've mostly forgotten, I followed to lives of one family: a mother, father, 2 sisters. They always traveled southeast and something always happened to the family in which everyone died. I was confused throughout the dream because I didn't understand how their line could continue. Then it was revealed (somehow) to me that they were the same family but from different places and in different times. They were different families yet somehow also the same. I wondered how they could all look the exact same, then dismissed it so I could finish watching their story.
But I've forgotten, now, way too much of it to do it justice.
The daughters were in some secret war against each other. The older sister was crazy and kept threatening the younger. But the younger had a gun, so the older stayed in line.
The older sister, somehow got the gun and taunted the younger. The younger ran toward their mother who was in a public restroom.
The mom was behind a door and couldn't see what was going on. She was kidding around with her youngest kid and played that she was "going to get her", making tickle hands at her kid.
The younger told the mom to run, but it was too late. The oldest sister killed their mom then the younger took off running. And as she run through some woods, she became smaller and younger til the point she was about 4 years old. I thought to myself she would never make it, and she didn't.
Then my vision zooms out to a map. I was certain I would pick up the story further south, but I shot up to Denver and I let out an exasperated cry
I don't recall how that dream ended.

In some other dream, I was with my ex-husband. We were driving somewhere but the car felt unbalanced. It had an open roof but mostly resembled a truck. He stopped briefly and I jumped out. I told him it was going to roll but he pushed on anyhow and it did roll. We were on the property I now live on but the driveway was much different. My ex pushed the vehicle up a small rise to get it back onto the driveway but he ran over a small tree in doing so. I was upset, saying my hubby would be angry because he had JUST planted that tree. But it had been pulled up roots and all, so I carefully placed the roots into a container of water, lol, that was under the ground. I was going to tie a string around it and a nearby something to keep it upright.......
Ah ha... and then my son rounded a corner, calling me out on having killed someone.
So, this dream tied into the second one I wrote above.

Then there are tidbits I recall... walking through a grocery store and being asked if 40% off a jar of Seasoned Salt was a good deal. I looked into the container to see how much equaled 40% lol It was being sold for $1.00 so I agreed it was a very good deal. My friend Roxanna walked by me then and agreed with me.
I wanted to talk to her so badly but knew I couldn't.

In the dream where I followed the family, there was one scene in which the mom was having an affair with some corporate man. The husband rushed to her rescue, thinking she was in danger. I don't recall anything more about that split though.

That's it...

I remember no dreams at all this night. However i did have a few fragments which seemed like real life. Till tomorrow.

September 11th Dream

My friends and I were working on a project together. I forgot what it was about. I walked to the corner of the room, and suddenly realized that "Hey, wasn't I trying to DEILD before this?" And so I became lucid. I suddenly remembered to rub my hands. I forgot that the quest of the month for LD4All was changed to "Test a DC"(The last quest of the month was travel to the sun) So I decided to travel to the sun and get my wings. I walked to the door. And I just heard something say "Hello" So I looked up, and it was a sweater, hanging on a wall. "Teleport me to the sun, Teleport me to the sun" And I closed my eyes. And Then my dad opened the door, and my lucid dream ended right there.

I was so excited when I had that dream! I`d never had a lucid dream where the lucid dream didn`t end right when I became lucid XD

I was in the video game "LSD Dream emulator" I vividly remember a gargoyle like creature in the sky, descending on me, I flew up to intercept it and punched it in the face.

I was teleported to a different place, and I was being chased by a different creature, which I also punched in the face in a similar way.

the process repeated several times until I woke up.

September 9, 10 and 11, 2011

Lack of dreams.

Maybe I should watch Waking Life again? Been a while...

Kumara's Dream

Tons and tons of dreams and only a snippet of recall:

Fragment of cruising along the shore of a bay, I might have been flying because I could see over the houses and along the shoreline. Marveling at how beautifully clear and blue the water was, and wondering if the shadows I saw under the water were things like coral reefs and kelp beds or junk put in the water by the residents.