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Kaomea's Dreams

Carnaval
I'm at some run-down carnival wandering around, just checking the place out. It had a very unusual vibe, not vibrant and good, more.... mystic and horrorish. It seems deserted for the most part, a tad grungy. I come to a machine right before I leave and it looks interesting. Not sure what it does, just that I put in money, the odds are against the player, but the prize seemed pretty cool. At the time I knew I could alter the outcome also, so I put $5 into the machine. A piece of white paper immediately flutters out onto the ground. A game attendant picks it up and reads it. I telepathically read his mind. It says I'm a spy. A spy? Hmmm... He gives me this really odd look then quickly ushers me outside, saying that he can't help me. He goes to get my $5 returned to me from his cash drawer but I had already retrieved it from the machine when it rejected my money... I use the time wisely and observe him. I then apologize and tell him it wasn't intentional. He seemed really unnerved and I continued on my way.

Mancon
Somewhere along the way (I'm not sure which dream he appeared in, I think I wasn't conscious when I was with him) I met up with Mancon because I caught the ending bit where we're standing in my kitchen I think? It feels like he needs to go but his energy is vibrant and seems quite happy overall. I get the feeling we did something cool, lol. Anyway, he begins to tell me something, I inturrupt him and say something to the extend of, 'yea yea, I know.' He continues and says, "Next time, let's make it to the temple." I think he was either at the carnival with me or the next dream with the snow... but I'm not sure. I tell him 'ok' in regards to making it to the temple tomorrow.

Snow slide ride
I'm in some sort of amusement park place... with fake snow. I know it's fake because I see green grass or turf below the snow. It also feels icey. I'm standing at the top of a very large slide, about five people are connected and go down in front of me. I go down with them but remain unconnected to the last person. We get to the bottom and there's only one person still there, the others vanished. I gather up snow and toss the ball at his head. He turns to look, seems annoyed, lol. He tosses one back at me. Another rider comes down the slide and me and the other guy beam him with snowballs. It evolves into a snow fight.

Mayan Temple
All of a sudden I'm standing in some young teenager's room, on his bed which has blue bedsheets and looking at a full length mirror.. the kind that is built onto the closet door. I'm wondering what I'm doing here and then look at the kid, and then at my reflection. I immediately become lucid and he asks, "What are you going to do today?" Ummm.... OH! DREAM SIGN! Temple! As I bounce lightly on his bed as I consider the lucidity and say, "We should go to the temple." He perks up a bit at this and then I start thinking of Mancon again, thinking that I could just portal him straight to me and the three of us can go together. At the last moment before I drag him to me I realize I shouldn't... I can just meet him at the temple. I agree with my logic and motion the kid over to me. He tells me ok but that he doesn't know how to get there.

Teleportation
He climbs onto his bed in front of me and I wrap my arms around his shoulders to keep him secure and ensure he teleports with me (I have a tendency of dropping people occasionally). I instruct him to close his eyes and then walk him through a visualization of the temple. I'm visualizing it at the same time I'm describing it to him. We're almost there when I realize I didn't specify where we're going to land and I feel an urgency (from him?) of what to focus on. "We're going to land at the top of the temple" I tell him just a moment before we actually land. I tell him, "You can open your eyes slowly, we're here."

Arrival at the temple
I open my eyes and hahahaha we're actually here. Damn, I knew it would work but I didn't actually think it would work. I release the boy and we both have a look around. I laugh at myself and then think about the beacon as I don't see other dreamers. I wonder if someone has activated it already and think that it doesn't matter, I can always activate it again if they did. I close my eyes and focus on the beacon, the yellow, red, and green rays and cast that image widely in the minds of anyone listening. I do this for a few moments and then release it and wait. I look at the sky and notice all the stars... but they're moving rapidly... I continue to stare and realize they're almost like shooting stars except they don't fade out. They're absolutely brilliant... are those other dreamers?

Attack
All of a sudden the sky is enveloped in a different energy, like it's under attack. I snatch up the boy I brought with me and sprint over to a corner of the platform and stay low. We watched as the night sky erupted into an intense display of colors... It seemed like the new more agressive energy was picking up and carrying the other peaceful and calm energy away. It actually seemed brutal and I was trying to understand what was happening. I didn't want to leave the boy there alone so we waited for it to die out which it eventually did.

Safe haven?
I see a woman leading a group of others now down into the temple through two doors. She was the last to enter and at this point I step out of the shadows with the boy and stop her. I ask her to keep him safe for me as I wanted to pursue what just unfolded. She agreed and I nudged him forward. She immediately points a wand she's carrying with her and kills him. WTF. I become furious at her for killing him, that wasn't at all what I meant.

Justice?
I walk over to her and take her wand... it feels like a form of identification. I walk into the temple ahead of her and she demands her wand back. I refuse. She follows after me. I get to the group she was leading and somehow acquire a second wand which I keep in my possession. The group seems young, teenagers. I remain in a specific chamber with them while we wait for something. They keep reaching for the wands I'm guarding but I brush them away. In their frustration they start pushing themselves closer and closer to me until they get too personal and I shove them back. I'm patient but eventually that wears thin. I extend my energy bubble out about five feet and keep them there.

Time to be heard
I'm now with a teammate of mine, I ask her to hold something for me as I needed my hands free. We're about to go into a court room of sorts to be 'heard' when I wake up.

Dream 1-
I am in college, although the other students I see are all people I know from high school. I am in a large building with multiple auditorium classes (300+ students). There are lockers lining the hallways, and I am going to class. Part of the hallway leading to the class is very small, so much so that I have to crawl through to the other side. Inside the classroom, a teacher is lecturing, but everyone is milling around and talking. Someone hits me with a paper airplane, but when I turn around to see who it was, the dream fades.

Dream 2-
I am late to a gymnasium. When I get there, there is a volleyball game going on. I went to the University of Texas, and I soon realize this is the UT mens volleyball team, except it is made up of football players. They are really good though, and the volleyball match is like a mini-version of the real game. The net is very low to the ground, and the court is small, with only 3 players on each side. Everyone moves in semi-slow motion, including the ball.

I go into the locker room, and try to find my locker and my bag. There are other people in there, and one tries to steal my bag, but I get it back. I go back outside and notice another locker room where a girl is packing her bag. I look around the corner and see a small cot with blankets on it. Someone had clearly slept there the previous night. I start thinking about how weird this is when I wake up.

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Actually had this dream Thursday night, just now getting the chance to journal it here.

I was riding in a van to my grandparents house. My grandfather (who died a few months ago) was driving, and my cousin was in the passenger seat, although he looked like my granddad. There wasn't really anything that triggered my lucidity- not even the fact that my grandfather is dead- but I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I didn't even need an RC, because once I *did* realize it, I looked at grandaddy, and knowing he had passed was RC enough.

I told him to stop the van, and I got out, smelling the air, stabilizing, and deciding what to do. I was at a corner near my grandparent's house, where there was a drive-thru burger joint and a small clear pond surrounded by trees. I decided to do the TOTM. I have had trouble before walking on water, so I decided to go straight to the advanced.

I began by summoning some wind, feeling it pick up around me. I started to make it swirl in a giant cyclone around the pond. I jumped into it and let it buffet me upward, riding the cyclone in a circle to the top. I caused it to become more of a whirlpool and let it suck me down to the water, then made it buffet me back up.

As I rode along the top of the cyclone, I began shooting fireballs from my hands. At first they were small and hard to see, but slowly I focused on making bigger and bigger fireballs, setting the trees that ringed the pond on fire, continuing to ride around the circumference of the cyclone. I began to manipulate the existing fires in the trees, causing them to grow and jump at my command.

After awhile, I floated back down and let the cyclone subside. I know I had done 2 elements, but I had planned to go ahead and do all 4 while I was at it, so I went for earth. I walked over to the burger joint drive thru, and saw some cracks in the asphalt. I caused the cracks to widen, and the earth to split apart. I did this several times, including some cracks in front of a car in the drive thru. I opened a large hole underneath the car and caused it (and its occupants, who screamed in terror) to to fall into the earth, closing the hole back up over the top.

There was a sexy girl standing at the drive thru, so I took a timeout to make some dream lovin

Then I walked back over to the pond, which was rippling as the wind was still blowing fairly strongly. I stilled the waters, which allowed me to see a fish. I tried to send a lightning bolt at the fish (something I have never done) with no luck. I caused the waters to become rough again, splashing and swirling. I figured I might as well try to walk on it... I couldn't. So I froze the water and rolled a ball across the surface in hopes of helping me believe I could walk on it. It rolled for a bit, but then fell in, which wasn't ideal. I tried to walk on the the frozen part, but I fell through. D'oh! I swear I'm gonna do this one one day!

Then I woke up.

That was a REALLY fun lucid! Destroyed the advanced task, but still can't walk on water. I can fly, morph, send objects flying through the air, shoot fireballs, create cyclones that lift me up, open holes in the ground, walk through walls, and yet I can't seem to friggin walk on water! Gotta love dream control

Another lucid last night, but I lost it pretty quickly. It was a short dream.

I was lucid from the beginning. My friend Trevor tried to make me eat a Lego, and it was absolutely disgusting. I don't know whose house I was in, but I followed him outside, where there was a beach with a few jet skiis tied up to a dock. Out of nowhere, Trevor threw a sock at me and I shrank down to at least two inches tall. Then he threw another sock and I returned to normal. I looked down and saw that I had notebooks tied to my feet... and then a hurricane blew in. Even more socks continued to hit me in the face as I held onto a tree for dear life.

Yeah, that was it.

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Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream took place outside in the daytime, with a light blue sky, unlike most of my other dreams which were inside. The location was a slightly-rounded, clay-coloured cliff wall that I guessed was about thirty feet wide, and this cliff was attached to another wall, a bit taller and much longer in length, but consisting of the same saturated clay tone. The surface of the rounded cliff reminded me of flaky chalk or thin layers of stone (I could see some of the layers coming off and beginning to separate from the rest of the cliff). The other one looked like ordinary rock with a slightly chalk-like appearance to it. There was a rounded entrance, well carved-out, into the face of this long cliff, for students to come and go. The area was like a classroom, and I was the teacher; my job was to teach dream control to enrolled students.

I was hanging from the top of the rounded cliff, suspended against the side by a rope. The rope was held by a very heavy rock at the top of the cliff, and it was was made of that pale yellow straw-like material, and was probably no thicker than an index finger. I wasn't worried about it snapping, though, because my feet had found purchase on a piece of rock that stuck out a few inches from the rest of the cliff. It took some of my weight off the rope. Although I couldn't see them from my viewpoint, I knew my students were on top of this cliff, listening to what I was saying.

"The first thing about dream control," I said, "is that you have to be 100% certain. If you aren't, the dream won't act in your favour."

I then started pulling away at the shedding pieces of rock that the cliff was shedding, breaking them away and letting them fall to the ground below me. I noticed the textures and how much the cliff really looked like hardened chalk; it even had a slight amount of dust over it. I casually looked down briefly during this, however, and the pieces of cliff I'd taken off were nowhere in sight. After all, the cliff was so high up that it simply descended into white, blue-tinged clouds not twenty feet below where I was suspended. I was in absolutely no fear of falling or heights, though.

After a few moments of pulling a few layers of cliff off, from the outside of my peripheral vision I grabbed a stack of fifteen or so papers. I'm honestly not sure where these papers were from, because before when I was scanning the cliff, I didn't see any papers. Regardless, I looked briefly at them and saw that each one was white printer paper with neat, professional typing on it. In the upper-left region of each paper was a line and a messy scrawl of either a date or a mark (I can't remember which) in thicker-than-normal red pen, almost like marker. It didn't show through the other side of the paper though. I looked up to the top of the cliff, still unable to see my students, and held it up so they could take the papers from me.

I sat there for maybe a minute before starting to panic slightly. Had they left me here?

Then I saw a hand reach over and miss the papers, pull back, then get ahold of them. I let go and the student took them. I then looked to the right of where I was, at the longer cliff wall consisting of a more rock-like appearance, and pushed off the cliff I was on, floating over to the flat surface sticking out of the wall (where I could stand). I landed a few feet to the left of the rounded entranceway, and saw students who I could not identify starting to walk out. I was leaving, probably because I wasn't the teacher for this class. However, as I walked towards the exit and ended up in front of it, I saw one student coming out whom I recognized; she was from grade 11 at my school.

For some reason, I believed that she was leaving this class, even though she was entering the area and not leaving it. I said, "wait," and turned around to look out into the sky. In front of me was a new piece of rock; it was super flat on top but again in the same clay tone as the other cliffs! On the edge of it was a sheet of paper; it belonged to that girl. I must have dropped it.

The distance between the entrance and the piece of floating rock wasn't more than a foot, so I simply walked onto the rock, and walked back. It didn't sink down when I stepped on it. I handed the paper to the girl and she continued walking over to the rounded cliff, but I didn't look back.

Nephanim's Dreams

Meeting Nomad after the Ceremony

I was at some kind of school ceremony. The school was modeled after Piedmont Middle School. We all gathered in the gym, but I never found out what the ceremony was for. Someone invited me and Nicole to watch anime with him after the ceremony, but I explained that we were going to leave immediately after to meet up with Nomad. He was only going to be in town for a short period of time, so we didn’t want to risk missing him. The ceremony ended at 10:15 PM, and I drove for about an hour before switching off with Nicole. Nomad sent me a picture of the exit where he’d just gotten off. It wasn’t much further.

Train Collision and Trapped in Another World

I was half-asleep in the back of a car. Nicole was trying to sleep beside me. Her parents took the front seats, but they didn’t look at all familiar. Her dad looked several years older – perhaps in his seventies. I watched the road as he took us home. He came to a set of train tracks, looked both ways, and turned onto the tracks. Although I was a little confused, I decided he wouldn’t do this unless it was safe. We drove on the ground for a while, but then the tracks were elevated with no means for us to escape if we saw a train. Nicole saw this and gave up on trying to sleep; she was too terrified of dying in a horrible crash. I reminded her that it was late at night, so the trains weren’t likely to be running. Then again, I didn’t know this train’s schedule very well…

We drove for a few more minutes before I spotted it on the horizon: the blinding light of an oncoming train. Phil didn’t see it at first. By the time he noticed, there was a second set of tracks beside the first. I urgently warned him to move to the other set of tracks. He did as instructed, but within seconds, another train appeared beyond the first. Regardless of which set of tracks we chose, we were going to get hit. He switched the gear into reverse and slammed his foot on the accelerator. We picked up speed, but it wasn’t enough. To say the train was catching up would be misleading. Rather, we never had any chance of escaping it. The front of the train slammed into the car, and everything went black.

My next memory involved sitting in a white room by myself. As I looked around, everything was fuzzy and distorted. I sensed that I had been given some kind of medicine. Looking over my body, I couldn’t find any serious injuries… I was glad to be alive. My heart nearly stopped when I didn’t see Nicole in the room. I tried to open the only door in the room, but it was locked from the other side. There was a one-way glass window in the room, too, so I started banging on that… Eventually, a nurse came to speak with me. She wouldn’t answer my questions about Nicole or her parents. Actually, I got a strange impression that I had been in this place for a long, long time. It was a sort of asylum.

I set up a trap for the nurse after she left. The next time she entered, I would be able to keep the door open so it wouldn’t lock. I knew she wouldn’t notice the tiny metal clip in the door frame, either. I waited patiently until she returned to check up on me. I barely heard anything she said to me. My mind was elsewhere, and the medicine made it difficult to concentrate on her speech. The nurse left again, but as expected, the door was propped open just slightly. I crept out of the room.

Walking around the facility, I couldn’t find anything like an exit… I supposed it was hidden. I encountered an old man and suddenly recognized him. Without thinking, I began reciting something he once told me in another world, in another language. He grinned broadly and put his hands in the air.

“You remember, too?” he laughed. “They said I was crazy, but you remember, too!” The nurse came up behind me and jabbed my arm with a tranquilizer injection. As I dropped backward against her, my mind reeled. They thought I was crazy, but I wasn’t. I really had come from another world.

Storytelling, Hand-Painted Figurines, and Sword Fighting

I was at a flea market with Nicole, Tyler, and Kelsey. We stopped by a rotating cement booth that Kelsey said was becoming popular. She explained that the guy running it was a world-famous comedic storyteller. His art was also pretty good, she noted. Nicole and I decided to listen to one of his stories. As we sat down inside the booth, the walls began to spin. At a certain speed, images appeared all around us in a circle. He had painted his idealized version of Ariel. The painting clearly emphasized her chest and neck (for some reason, it was really long). I didn’t think much of his art… I was even less impressed by his stories. I supposed there had to be a reason why they were popular, but it didn’t connect with me.

After the story, we agreed to visit his house to see the figurines he was selling. The house was just a little wooden shack by a pond. It looked like it might sink into the pond at any moment. The guy showed us all these characters he’d whittled and painted himself. I noticed that he even had chao figurines (Sonic), but they were priced at $10 even though they were half an inch tall. I only briefly considered getting one for Chelsea for her birthday. When Nicole told me she was done, we left.

She had me try on a princess dress for her… I kept refusing, but she made threats to get me to cooperate. In the end, I decided it didn’t matter. I wouldn’t have to walk around in it. As long as she just put it on me and took it off, everything would be fine. I got tangled in some kind of semispherical dream catcher while wearing the pink princess dress, and it took me a few minutes to get my arms out of the web. Afterward, I took off the dress without consulting Nicole and started wandering around…

Kelsey and I had a sword fight with long sticks. When I bored of this, I asked her to stop, but she kept swinging at me. I grabbed a second stick and quickly overpowered her. She surrendered. Kelsey and I met up with the others at the food court in the middle of the flea market.

Richard Writes the Flintstones

I stood outside a small shop where Richard Rahl had decided to sell published plays. After retiring from his position as the ruler of the D’Haran Empire, he decided to become a playwright. The four plays he authored were good enough to draw customers from all over the New World. In his public renditions of these plays, he cast leading members of the military for all of the key roles. Everyone seemed to be particularly interested in one play which had yet to be performed for an audience: “The Flintstones.” It was about a man in ancient times in another world… I wondered if he realized he’d stolen the idea from our world.

Nomad Tries to Contact Me

I had a false awakening. I saw that I had written out seven dreams, most of which involved meeting Nomad in some form. It seemed too prevalent to be a coincidence, so I asked him about it. He explained that he had been trying to contact me all night.

Strange Behavior in the Tub

I was in a bath tub that was rapidly filling with hot water. For some reason, I decided it was okay to take a dump in the water. I suspended myself over the tub and did just that, but I caught it in a wad of toilet paper to flush down the toilet. It soon became clear that this wasn’t working out, so I turned the water off and climbed onto the toilet, still dripping wet and wearing most of my clothes.

Mayuri in the Mail

My parents received a package in the mail for Nicole. I assumed it was her Mayuri figurine that I ordered yesterday, but when she opened it, we discovered that it was actually a book on lucid dreaming. Nicole was disappointed; she had been eagerly awaiting her figurine. I talked to my parents and learned that they had actually gotten that package the day before. When they checked the mail, there was a notice from the post office that said another package had come for Nicole. We would have to go pick it up. I told Nicole about this, and she became incredibly excited. What else could it be but her figurine?

Non-Lucid
Lucid

My first dream was my family and I renting a cabin somewhere in the southwest. We got into the house and relaxed the whole day until we went to sleep. There was a door connecting between the neighbors and our bedroom. So while I was outside chilling with my friends at the pool, my brothers went upstairs to go to sleep because my dad forced them too. I was then left with one of my friends and some other little kids. Then the neighbors came over and started undressing these little kids like pedophilia. I started running to my brothers room and the pedophile was there. I started kicking his ass and he ran out of the room. The next day when we woke up, the pedophile was still there and me, my dad, and my brothers were outside and my dad was doing a barbecue when all of a sudden I saw the pedophile's grab guns and start shooting our house so that they can penetrate it and kill us. My dad later grabbed the phone and called 911. The dream ended with me and my brother in the pedophiles room making sure they lay in bed not doing anything related to crime. I was sitting outside the window looking out when the police will be there.

New York Terror Attacks. This was one of the worst dreams I have ever had. Since I was a little kid up to 10 years old, I lived in New York, and as you know on September 11th, 2001 there was a terror attack on New York City. I dreamed about another one occurring. The dream started with me on the Brooklyn Bridge with my family and then a airplane started flying right at the bridge. I was scared for my life and thought it was the end of me. But suddenly, the plane turned around and started flying other way. The police officers forced us to get off the bridge. So we started running and go to some building in front of gardens with a clear view of the bridge. The New York officials decided to take precautions and folded up the bridge and dunked the bridge in the water. We were sitting in the apartment and watching tv and suddenly we saw a building collapse because of a suicide bomber. While everyone was watching TV, I saw it across the street from me and started crying. We then watched the bridge and it ended up not being touched. However the statue of liberty was hit and collapsed to the ocean floor. I also remember being in a subway and the police forced us out.

My final dream included me and Cameron Diaz in a nightclub and she made me drink beer and get drunk. I told her that I had hockey that day but she still made me. We later went to the nightclub and it was some sort of stage with a bunch of old people sitting in it.

I am reading a dream journal posted by Raven Knight, I am sucked into it and become her. I am in the middle of a wasteland, there are a large number of cars just outside of a fenced area, an arena of some sort. the cars are run down and look mostly salvaged. Inside the arena there is a man in a van, he appears to be in distress. my suspicion is quickly confirmed, he rolls out of the car just in time to miss his skull being bashed in by a bat wielding raider on an ATV I hear the crowd make some noise. the van's windows are now broken, It appears to be some sort of sport, the ATV exits the arena through a small gate in the fence. I teleport to the man (without realizing it) and ask if he is ok. I quickly learn that he is the king of these people, and is being ridiculed for some reason that I don't remember. I decide after listening to his story that I should get him out of there.

-some pieces missing-

the man is in my driveway, I let him into the house with disbelief, as I believe that I am awake, I just know that I need to get him back onto the dream plane. I still partially think I am Raven Knight, so I yell out, "Q!" several times. I realize that I am in the physical plane (not really), so he can't do anything. I ask the man where the portal was, in hopes it was still open, he takes me to the spot. I can tell exactly where it was, and stare intently, seeing a faint shimmering mass of particles, but I can always see those in waking life, so I didn't think it was anything special. I went back in the house, very worried about how I was going to fix this, I started yelling at my family because they were hindering me. eventually my dad got so mad he took the man away. this just made me more stressed, I couldn't figure out what to do and yelled at my family more... I woke up.

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I think this is the fourth or fifth time I was Raven Knight in a dream, I have an idea why this may be, but I'm still not 100% sure.

I was in college and had just walked throguh the barriers.

It starts out when I'm in my school and I see my cousin and some old bully. I talk to the bully and tell him that I am going to travel somewhere and have an awesome adventure without him. My school is always crowded and loud (3,600 students with 2000 coming from 8th grade next year). For some reason they were all whispering and standing still. My cousin and I were walking normal and talking about getting revenge on the bully. I said, "I know you think that I can not do anything, but I am going to kick his ass and have an adventure!" (something along those lines I can't remember EXACT quotes). Then I go to the library where he is. WAIT! The bully is behind TWO layers of steel and dangerous obstacles. I had a huge fight with all the bullies in the school to get to Derrek. I grab him by the neck, there is a projector running showing a science show (i watched it the day before) and it was showing earth from low orbit. I rammed Derrek into the projection and he fell through the ceiling of the school's library from low-earth orbit. :shadewink:. I took a paper from Derek and it was a secret treasure map to Arkansas. I went to Arkansas and it was a jungle, then I ran through the jungle and found scientists who lead me to Walmart HQ. Then I go to Texas.

I'm at my grandpa's house in the past (at Texas) and I see the old gamecube-game room. Me and my cousins have fun playing it (dreamed a memory of the past, it wasn't in the present), then I walked out of the room and outside to the side of the house. I see my dad, two uncles and me standing there. I tell them because of some family thing that happened I hate them because they hate my mom. I run fast and fly far to the East of the land of Arkansas.

Now I'm in some jungle again, this time on a bus with my brothers and my disabled cousin and her mom. We all drive super fast and go to Egypt where we see the river turned to blood. We swim in it, then sink the bus. We swim into the sunken bus and drive off to Florida. (I've been to Florida and rode a bus but I didn't go to Egypt on it). At Florida we are going to fly back to home. Then me and my mom walk to a tree house we are looking for an airport and we have to get tickets from the tree house. She walks into it, the doors lock and I hear her neck snapped from the outside. She is thrown off the house onto the ground and she was TURNED INTO A FISH. She looks at me with her gills and says, "Kill the bastards", to which I reply, "Tell God he is an awesome Dude when you see him" and she died. Then I woke up.

It comes from me moving away from my dad and to arkansas. After that, going to Texas wasn't the same as it was when I was younger. Arkansas was like a jungle because it was so rural compared to Texas to me. Then I saw that it had urban areas after I made it out of the trees and hills and farm land. Then the bully, well I never shoved him from low earth orbit. Mom mom never died as a fish.

08/26/2011
"Battle at Death Bus"

I was on a bus - like an old school bus - but I'm not sure where we were headed. It was night out, and we were driving down some lonely, back road with nothing but trees around us. After some time, the bus had broken down, and we were now stranded in the middle of nowhere. A group of people on this bus, rather randomly, turned out to be self-proclaimed 'paranormal investigators, and after we had been sitting on the bus for some time, they told us that they were beginning to get 'readings' of paranormal activity, surrounding the bus. Most of us were skeptical of their work, but we allowed them to go about their investigation of our surroundings.

I, and a few of the other passengers, had followed two of the investigators outside. Looking over one of their shoulders, I could see into the screen of one of his gadgets as he scanned the darkened woods around us. The screen showed small blips of small figures scurrying through the brush. At first, I thought it was just infrared images of the local wildlife, but the P.I. said that they were actually the images of the ghosts of dead animals, and that this area was - for some reason - a hot spot for them. I wasn't really prepared to believe him, until I tracked some of the images right up to the roadside and - when looking off-screen - saw that there were no animals visible to my naked eye. That's when I started to get a little nervous. Soon, we were back in the bus. We'd come to find out that these invisible creatures were not confined to the outside, and were finding their way onto the bus with us. I was still sneaking a peek at the monitor, and could see the white silhouettes on the screen; little animals that might have been rats, moving around about our feet and over the backs of our seats. I was still a bit skeptical about the whole thing, though, and wondered if the readings were being falsified. Apparently, that wasn't the case...

The people on the bus suddenly began to get restless. There was some kind of commotion going on, but I couldn't see anything as being the cause of it. First, it seemed like some force was simply pushing people about, as if they were being shouldered out of the way as they stood milling about. Quickly, though, things turned much more violent. Unrest turned to terrified screams. I could see blood spraying about the aisle, and people began trying to hurry off of the bus. There was something definitely wrong, but I could see no threat whatsoever. Another one of the P.I.'s had a different kind of gadget, one which showed everything through a lens that looked just like a regular pane of glass. However, it was also able to detect these ghostly entities,and actually show them, as they would look to the naked eye, if we could see them without equipment. I caught a flash of a translucent figure. The tattered image of an apparition appeared through the glass. This thing was going absolutely nuts at the front of the bus, and ripping and slashing at all of the horrified passengers. Everyone was panicked, and we all streamed off the bus as quickly as possible. (The tech reminded me of the glasses in the movie 13 Ghosts.)

Over the next few moments, even more of these vengeful spirits began to 'show up,' and join in on the attack. That's when all Hell really broke loose. These invisible forces began swarming us around the bus. People were getting maimed, by seemingly nothing at all, and it was absolute chaos. Many of us were trying to scramble to get our hands on whatever technology we could, so that we could at least see these things. Before too long, though, this turned out to prove unnecessary.

We'd come to realize that these ghostly entities were actually becoming stronger, with each passing minute of their attack. The stronger they got, the more tangible they became, onto our plane. Soon, we were actually able to see them, without the equipment. They went from completely invisible, to translucent apparitions of zombie-like men and women, and after even more time, became about as solid as all of the rest of us. The major downside to this was that their strength continued to increase as well. Whereas they were once only able to scratch and claw at us, they were now dismembering people with their bare hands. The stronger these things got, the more they would start to mutate, physically, until we could hardly even recognize them as former humans. They were becoming ugly(er) monstrosities.

This was an all out war, and it waged on into the morning. The scenery had seemed to change, now that it was daytime, and it actually looked like the bus was parked in the dead center of an arena or stadium. Somehow, we had gotten hold of fire axes - as if they were placed on the bus for safety - and were using them to fight back as best we could. We were able to take some of these ghouls down, once they became tangible enough for us to actually hurt them. After hacking away at most of them, there were only about 3 of them left, in total. By this time, the action had just gotten completely insane. It was almost like a live action anime. The last remaining ghouls were now extremely fast an agile, due to their continuing 'evolution', and we survivors were now practically fighting like ninjas as well. Eventually, we wore the opposition down to one final ghoul. It had mutated so many times that it was stronger than all the others had been. Part of the battle, here, had switched to 3rd person perspective, and it almost seemed like I was playing a game, where I could move the camera around to where I wanted. There were a lot of slow-motion attacks and dodges, while I positioned the camera about the action. Things had a very Zack Snyder-ish feel. At one point, I was on the roof of the bus and had done a back-flip off of it, while moving the 'camera' around the slow-mo acrobatics.

This thing just kept evolving, though, the more I thought I 'killed' it. In the end, it was beginning to turn into some weird, fleshy being with an emerging head made of metal and glass. The top half was actually starting to kind of look like Canti, from FLCL. I'd still had my regular fire axe, but this thing had a huge battle axe that looked like it was made of gold. He used it as a throwing axe, and when it flew through the air it had this distinct, almost mechanical whistling sound to it. I vaguely remember it coming back to him whenever he threw it (I had watched Thor again, last night), but I'm not entire sure about that.

I don't remember the outcome of the fight, though.

I figure I might as well put all my old dreams I posted on this website into my new dream journal, but I'm too lazy to do that one by one. So for all you die-hard fans (haha, what die-hard fans? ), here is the link to my old thread, started on March 4, 2010:

http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/just-...amviews-93085/

(btw, I wrote these almost two years ago, so I apologize if I sound like a mega-douche)...

Notes Non-Lucid Lucid

Ugh, as I was typing this one, the page refreshed for no reason and I lost all the stuff I typed. So, this time, it may be shorter than originally planned.

The dream starts and I'm in a large body of water with a big ship in the middle. I'm swimming towards the ship while also talking to someone about something I can't remember. It's taking a quite a while for me to even reach the ship. When I finally get to spot where I can touch it, there seems to be no way up. So, I swim under he boat and go to the other side. The water on that side is high enough for me to get into he boat. As I was swimming up to get on, some person was asking how his structure looked. When I got on, he was walking in front of me and looking at his house-thing. Frankly it looked quite ugly.
Dream skips and me and some other guy are going through a cave. The cave was pretty odd. It had many ups and downs to it. Spots of the cave were illuminated even though there were no torches placed. And, it was very small in height. Anyways, the cave ended when we entered a dome made of water with lava right on the outside. The entrance had obsidian the kept blinking with 3 flowers in front of them. The other person said "A flower generator!" or something like that.

Then, I woke up soon after.

All I remember from this dream is that I was at some kind of beach area. In the beginning, I was at a shore house....I believe it was one-story and elevated off the ground, as many shore houses are. My mother got back from some kind of doctor bearing a box of contact lenses...I asked why I needed them, as my vision is 20/20, and she told me that they were necessary to protect my eyes....So, I put them on...
Then the dream cuts to me on the edge of some landform with my friend, Brandon, who it is inferred also has a summer house at this beach area. The land I'm on is covered in all sorts of trash (boxes, cinder blocks, broken wood planks, dead grass, etc.), and the part I'm standing on is probably 20 ft above the water in an inlet, I suppose. The ocean was on my right, and the water cut into the land was on my left. The water was calm for being pretty much the ocean, like lake-calm. The land became really steep as it met with the water, still covered in various garbage obstacles, making it difficult to climb down, which is what Brandon and I did. as we looked across the inlet, we saw a small (maybe 15' x 15'), abstractly circular island covered in healthy grass, right in the middle of the water, between the two sides of the inlet. Beyond that island was the other side, which was a commercial beach. The dream then skips, and I am now on the other side of the inlet, the beach. Now, the water is normal beach water, with small waves crashing down on the shore. The ocean was still to my right, so I'm facing north, and on my left was a (unusually elevated) boardwalk. A building jutted out a bit from the boardwalk, resembling the way Martell's Tiki Bar in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ juts out from the boardwalk, shown in this picture:


(The difference is that the building in my dream only extended out from the boardwalk about 10 ft., and was blue and white in color)

Oddly, there were palm trees at this beach, though my dream infers that I was in New Jersey (where palm trees don't grow naturally). My friend and I walked up the coastline for a bit, until we saw our dads drive up in mango tango Jeep with the top down (The dream had now changed settings, as now we were on the sidewalk looking to a car on a road, with a thick forest of palm trees on the other side of the road):


(the was just like this, only it had a soft-top roof that was rolled back, so there really was no roof.)

Our dads asked us what we were doing and why we had ventured out so far without their consent...from there on I don't remember...

It's interesting how I remembered more and more of the dream as I typed this, so the dream is all up there in my head somewhere, but I just can't get it all...