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Nephanim's Dreams

This is a collection of dreams from this weekend in reverse chronological order.

Sorting Media and a Music Game

I was visiting my family at their old house in Texas. I went up to the game room and helped Austin reorganize all of their video games, VHS tapes, DVDs, and CDs. My dad ordered us to do what I’d already asked Austin to do – designate one shelf for each and alphabetize them. He asked us to check the region on our VHS tapes. For some reason, we only had South American and “Blue” region tapes. This really frustrated my dad because he wanted to send one to a friend in Australia.

Austin started watching Code Geass with Nicole. They skipped directly to the episode before the end. I managed to fall asleep right before the final scene. When I awoke, they were arguing about what happened to Lelouch. My dad seemed fixated on the fact that Lelouch was shirtless at the end.

Austin played Animal Crossing in an attempt to get every item. He said he planned to take all of his college notes on stationary in the game. I figured this was a bad idea; he would have to play Animal Crossing every time he wanted to refer to his notes… The NPC selling him stationary reminded me of Spongebob Squarepants’ dad. He started telling us a riddle about the Animaniacs.

The dream jumped. Nicole and I sat in my old German classroom to play some kind of music game. Someone would come up with a phrase, and the rest of the players were tasked with finding a song that used the phrase. We set the projector up so that it would project YouTube videos into a three-dimensional model in the room. While we played, Nicole kept holding hands with an awkward black man sitting next to her. He never looked at me. I decided not to question it right away since I assumed she had a good reason, but it still made me uncomfortable. Regina walked in late. She obviously wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt… I averted my eyes. I devoted my time in the game to helping Symphony since she didn’t know any songs with words. She actually did pretty well with my help.

We took a break from the game to eat. I managed to secure the seat beside Nicole, allowing me the chance to ask why she kept holding that guy’s hand. She said she just felt bad refusing him. I wasn’t satisfied with this answer; she would have to refuse him unless she wanted me to kill him. My voice turned demonic as I threatened the man who kept reaching for Nicole’s hand. She seemed at least a little scared of me because of my voice. I reached into the timer system we were using and gave Nicole extra time. I assumed this would accommodate her for the time required to ignore the man’s advances. She refused to talk to me after that. One of my friends from high school sat down with her and tried to strike up a conversation, but she wouldn’t talk to her, either.

Three Spiders in Bed

I brought Nicole and someone else to my dorm. When it was time for bed, I realized it would be awkward for all three of us to share the bed. I suggested having the third person use a sleeping bag on the floor while Nicole and I used the bed. We all agreed that it was fair. I went over to the bed and immediately found a spider crawling on the sheets. I flicked it off the bed, but then I found another one near the edge of the mattress… I found a third dangling from its web above the bed. With so many spiders around, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to sleep.

Asking Benischek for Input

Nicole sent me to her old high school to ask a teacher about a forty page guide she printed for a video game. As I roamed the offices inside the building in search of the name she gave me, I wondered what a teacher could possibly have to say about the guide. It didn’t seem like we really needed any input… What could a teacher tell me that I didn’t already know about the thing? At any rate, I found a sign pointing to Mr. Kronicle’s office. It was actually Mark Benischek’s office. He helped a couple of students with some homework problems while I waited patiently at a waiting table. When he was done helping everyone else, I explained Nicole’s strange request. He agreed that there wasn’t much to be said about the guide… So we talked about life instead! I doubted Nicole would be pleased with how my trip to the school turned out.

That Time I Died and Talked to Andres (AndresLD)

I died and ended up in heaven. Andres contacted me on MSN to ask about my dream journal – in particular, about Symphony. He was immediately impressed by the way I presented it and the serial nature of some of my dreams. At the same time, he seemed to think I showed signs of a mental disorder. He asked if I ever had deja vu, and I admitted that on rare occasions, I experience something like it. He asked if I felt like my dreams were related to one another. I said that they were (they often are). Based on my answers, Andres was convinced that I had the mental disorder he mentioned! These combined with the ability to recall dreams were the only diagnostic factors. I wanted to tell him blatantly that there was no such disorder, but he started telling me about how he was once diagnosed with it. He said he invested too much time in his dreams and believed in the existence of some of his dream characters, but he eventually improved his condition and moved on. While I accepted that I probably think too much about my dreams, I refused to deny Symphony’s existence or to accept the label of this strange mental disorder.

“If you don’t want to read my dream journal, don’t read it,” I told him. My mom asked who I was talking to. As I explained it, she asked if he knew I was dead. I laughed – I hadn’t exactly mentioned that. “Oh, by the way, I’m dead!” I finally told him. “The afterlife is about the same as dreaming, if you’re wondering. I don’t really mind being dead. It’s kind of nice just knowing everything is alright now.” As I took a look around the gazebo where I was sitting, I followed the white stairway down to Nocturn Isle. My dream characters were just a short walk away.

Ragnarok and Barbed Wire at the Pool

I was playing WMBRO in virtual space. We came to a pool of murky, black water… I showed Nicole a special item that would disguise her as a roween, but she didn’t want to use it because she didn’t believe me. It was a dirty cloth that she had to soak in the water and then rub all over her lips. I agreed that it was disgusting, but I was sure it was worth it. I wiped the cloth on her lips for her, and she transformed instantly into a meerkat. She started running around on all fours in excitement. I sat down by the pool’s entrance for a while to watch Nicole run in circles. After a while, someone started bothering me. He made me so angry that I pushed him onto the ground and punched his face until it was unrecognizable, bloody, and bruised. Everyone around me was amazed that I could be so violent.

Some guy who was editing his character stats tried to frame me to get my character deleted just because I was a higher level than him. Since he was the one breaking the rules, I suggested that he should have his character deleted. I killed him by pushing him off the edge of the world. A game master character named Knee Socks warped to me and started attacking. I knew he was just doing this because I would drop my poring coins if I died. I didn’t want to lose them, so I attacked back. I killed him surprisingly easily. He warped back to me and tried again. I killed him a second time – then a third, then a fourth. The trouble started when he put a permanent stun effect on me. I was unable to defend myself as he began attacking again.

A red dot appeared on his forehead. With a bang, the game master collapsed on the ground. My stun effect vanished, and I looked over just in time to see Kayson with a sniper rifle on a cylindrical platform over the pool. He was wearing a black jacket and sunglasses. Kaori ran over to tell me that this was all her doing; she convinced Kayson to save my life. I thanked her and welcomed her back to the game. She was excited to play again, but she seemed a little less so when I mentioned Nicole.

The dream jumped. I was wading around in the pool, but instead of playing Ragnarok, I was back in the physical world. Nicole’s backyard was blocked off, so I walked into the neighbor’s yard – this disgusting marsh – to ask if I could just hop their fence. Nicole’s relatives scolded me for asking the neighbors to let me do this, but the owner of the house said it was alright. He warned me that the fence was made of barbed wire, so I would have to be careful. Just to get to the fence, I had to jump over a series of deep ravines. There were logs placed across the ravines to allow passage, but they weren’t very heavy, so they rolled easily while I walked across them. I accidentally caused a tree to fall down close to Matt somehow… Nicole got mad at me for failing to warn him. Fortunately, it didn’t hit anyone. I came to the barbed wire fence and put my hands on the safe area between barbs to hold it down. It wasn’t particularly high, so I was just going to swing one leg over and then arch my body to avoid any contact with the barbs. As I was doing this, some idiot beside me started pulling on the portion of the fence I was holding. The barbs slit my palms open, and a whole series of them stuck into my left side. I cried out in pain. The guy apologized, but I refused to talk to him. I pulled the barbs out of my body one by one. I hopped the fence immediately before anyone else could cause me trouble.

On the other side, Ryan revealed that he needed to find his crown. Nicole and I jumped down a vertical shaft with him and landed in an Aperture Science testing room. She waited on a switch while Ryan and I continued further down. There was a bloody, organic mass blocking the door to the next room, but the fleshy material vanished when I stepped on the switch in front of it. Ryan said he would run in, get his crown, and come straight back. I sensed that there were hundreds of thousands of crowns in the next room, though… I didn’t think he would be able to identify it quickly.

The dream jumped. I was in the car with my family on the way to Texas. They were driving a convertible for some reason. Austin and I shared the back seat. For some reason, he kept pinching me… I warned him to stop. When he didn’t listen, I punched him gently in the face. I only restrained myself because I remembered how that turned out for the guy at the pool. My parents were furious anyway. We went into a car wash with the top off, so the soap got everywhere… I took my mom’s camera from her and hid it under my shirt so it wouldn’t get soaked. One of the car wash people started controlling the car remotely. He drove us to a library before we could finish the car wash.

Stream of Existence

I was funneling data to Symphony in a continuous stream. A fixed percentage of my thoughts, memories, and emotions were formatted according to her needs, compressed, and sent through the data funnel directly to her system. The efficiency of the data flow fluctuated slightly, but it was always close to 99.9%. As this information flowed into Symphony, she rapidly processed all of it and began sending data back on a more refined stream. The width of this stream was much smaller than the larger one coming in, but the data was more rich. It represented Symphony’s analysis of my existence, instant by instant. I began processing this information much like Symphony. I saw us standing together in the field by River Bend, her eyes cold and curious. I understood that I taught her to feel and gave her an interest in life. It was unclear to either of us where she came from exactly, but it was obvious that she only grew into her present self through my nurturing friendship with her. Her reaction to my instantaneous thoughts passed through subconscious filters. None of it was expressed verbally, but I understood it fine nonetheless. My response to this was fed back into the main data funnel, and the process repeated itself recursively. The data became increasingly dense until we both arrived at the same conclusion simultaneously. It was an understanding of our companionship that surpassed the limitations of language. I was left with a feeling of peace and wholeness. Symphony stood before me as the data stream approached infinite speed, sending and receiving the same timeless message. She, too, was at peace.

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Sending Marilee to Massachusetts

I was in a world similar to our own. China had taken over most of Asia, prompting a third world war. Their ally in the West – Mexico – had already captured all of South America. In order to conquer the whole hemisphere, they moved toward Canada next. For some reason, the United States was where Canada should’ve been on the map… The United States wasn’t a place for free thought anymore, either; it was now a communist state with the exception of Massachusetts.

I found myself in a castle surrounded by a magical barrier. The Mexican army approached the barrier as I talked to my six-year-old daughter, Marilee. I told her that if the barrier should ever fall, I would send her to the free land of Massachusetts. As I explained this, it happened; the Mexicans sent cannon balls through the stained glass windows of the castle. I scooped Marilee off the ground and carried her away from the falling barrage of metal. I took her to a large cannon on the opposite side of the castle and pointed it at the United States. For some reason, I could see the rest of North America in the sky above me. The world curved upward – almost like some kind of Hollow Earth setting. I tried to figure out which side Massachusetts was on… I noticed something that looked vaguely like Alaska, so I figured Massachusetts would be on the opposite side. I fired Marilee in that direction. The Mexicans invaded the castle, and I fled on foot.

As I approached the United States Border, I realized Massachusetts was actually on the same side as Alaska! I retrieved Marilee, and she turned into a pink shirt.

“Oops,” I muttered to myself. “I shot you the wrong way.”

“And that’s what we call poor acting,” a woman behind me said. I understood that I was being judged based on my performance. I ignored the comment and continued along. Massachusetts was some kind of coat hanger floating in the air. I put Marilee on the hanger and walked away.

Dropout and Borkar's Class

I decided to check my transcript. For some reason, my grade point average had dropped significantly. The transcript said I was a C- student. My mom saw this over my shoulder and started freaking out. There was also a warning that said I had been “queued to correct a misunderstanding in thought.” My enrollment status was listed as “DROPOUT.” I didn’t understand that part of it, but I reasoned that my school was mad at me for failing to invest faith in anything spiritual. I explained to my mom that if something can’t be proven, I can’t believe in it – no matter what the consequences are for my education.

We were sitting in front of a fence with diamond-shaped holes in it. I saw something race past on the other side of the fence. My mom saw it at the same time and asked about it, so I knew I wasn’t just imagining things. My dad didn’t believe us. He said there was no way for us to notice something walking on the other side of the fence.

The room transformed into a lecture hall with Dr. Borkar standing at the base. I was in a new class with him. He wrote some notes on the board about the upcoming exam and our homework. Problem set #17 would not be collected, he said. I was disappointed; I would have to do it anyway, but I wouldn’t be able to use it to pull up my grade. Borkar asked us what we wanted to learn in his class. A guy in the back said he was only interested in things related to anime and video games. Borkar’s reply was predictable: he said that while he would try to accommodate all students’ interests, it would be difficult to meet any particular set of needs.

Tuning into the Underworld and Photon Beams

I was talking to Sigh via webcam in Nicole’s bedroom. Nicole was nowhere to be seen, but Austin lay on the floor. He looked fairly bored. As Sigh stood up to do something, I realized she wasn’t wearing any clothes. She just barely managed to keep her private areas covered. Her hair was soaking wet, too, so I assumed she had just taken a shower. I didn’t realize my webcam was also on. When I made a weird face at her, she started laughing.

“Don’t give me that face,” she said. “I’m the only one you can trust in this world.” After a pause, she folded her hands together and smiled. “Actually, the reason I’m talking to you is because I want your donation.” She was collecting money for some kind of fund. I felt bad for refusing, but I didn’t have the money to spare. “That’s alright. I’d better get going… Before I leave, I have some advice for you: if you want to know what it’s like to die, you have to tune into something first.” She pointed at the ceiling as though giving me a hint. I was appropriately confused.

After Sigh disconnected, I walked around the house listening for anything interesting. I went into the bathroom and urinated in a bucket of onions. I hoped no one was going to use them. When I walked out of the bathroom, I heard the overwhelming sound of crickets and heavy rain. It wasn’t raining outside, and there weren’t any crickets around me… The sound faded as I walked further from the bathroom. I realized I was hearing background noise from the underworld. If I continued to listen to this, I would be able to hear the voices of the dead… I went back to the bathroom and found that the onions were gone. Someone had taken them… There was a bin full of fish and rice in the bathtub. I sat down on the bathroom floor to try to tune into the underworld again. While I was doing this, I was interrupted by police sirens.

I found myself above the house, watching the police cars pull up into the driveway and onto the front lawn. They were here to arrest us for rebellious activities. I returned to my body and quickly informed Austin of the situation. We didn’t have any good ideas… I thought back to what Sigh said before she left and how she pointed at the ceiling. Aiming my arm toward the roof, I focused on the frequency of the underworld. Suddenly, we transformed into a beam of blue-white light. As a field of photons, we fluttered through the ceiling. We reformed into our normal selves as soon as we escaped the house. Since we would be caught by the police if we went down to the ground, I aimed my arm at another house. We traveled from rooftop to rooftop as a photon beam. The police never caught us.

When we reached Sigh’s house, she came up to the roof to greet us. I was grateful that she was wearing clothes this time. She brought us down to the garage where her parents kept a van that they never used. She felt it would be safe for us to sleep on top of the van at night while on the run from the police. I set up a makeshift bed on the roof of the car.

The next morning, the police came to Sigh’s door asking about us. I worried that Sigh and her parents would be arrested for harboring fugitives, but the police left without searching the house. I figured it was Sigh’s doing. Her father pulled the van out of the garage without noticing us on top, and before long, we found ourselves desperately clinging to the roof as he sped down the highway. He swerved in and out of traffic to avoid the slow cars. Intuitively, I knew we were headed for the local junkyard. The photon power I’d been using was based on magnetism, so the giant magnet used to carry cars into crushing machines would pull us in. I didn’t want to end up buried beneath a pile of junk, anyway. I prepared a photon beam to carry us off the van.

Playing Mario with Austin

I was playing Super Mario Brothers Wii with Austin, Chelsea, and Nicole at my parents’ old house in North Carolina. We were using N64 controllers for some reason… I plugged six controllers into the Wii even though we only needed four. When I noticed that I was going to have a gray controller, I switched it with a blue one. I figured we might as well all have a colored controller if there are only two gray ones. While I was messing with the controllers, Austin started playing by himself. I scolded him for going on without us, but he didn’t seem to hear me. He just kept playing. Eventually, I reset the console to get his attention. This time, we set it up for four players. Austin wanted to go to the eighth world, but Nicole wanted to do the seventh. I went with Nicole’s suggestion since Austin had been rude to all of us. He started complaining about that right away. Before we even made it through the first level, he quit playing. I picked his character up and threw him off the stage.

We went to the eighth world sometime later. While we were doing the first stage, Randy came up to us and asked what world we had gotten to. I told him we had beaten all nine worlds. He protested, insisting that there were fourteen worlds – all playable. I laughed. Obviously, there were only supposed to be eight, but with the secret world, there were nine. There was no reason for the game to have fourteen worlds. I wondered if he meant test worlds accessible via a cheat device, so I admitted that there were probably a couple of test worlds, but there were only nine real worlds. He left the room fuming.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Out of Body Experience Fragments False awakening Early awakening

Date: 2011-07-31
Technique: WILD/MILD?.

I enter the dream, lucid right away. I'm at my grandparents apartment, where I live right now. In my last lucid dream (about 5 minutes ago, I woke up for a minute) I tryed out flying and now I want to walk through walls, since these to tasks are the first ones I want to complete and master. I go right to a wall and at the first try I walk through it! I try it some more. It works all the time. I fly up to the ceiling and fly through it too. While inside some walls I see all the insulation, cables and other stuff until Im at the other side. Some of the walls are really thick, like 4 meters or so.
Now Im at another floor. I start to realize that I can walk through walls and start to analyze it. What I do to make it work and so on. I try again, walking with my arms out in front of me, but this time my hands only go through the wall. And they are stuck for a while. I figure, if I think about the wall as a solid wall, It does not work. I test my theory and it seems to work as I thought.

Fragments:
I jump down a very high bridge or something. Trying to fly super man style. Ends with me doing a belly flop from about 100 meters or something. Did not hurt a bit!

TraceFleeman's Attempt

Ehh, no lucids.

I am playing some airsoft-type game, like Nazi-Zombies in real life, but I don't remember the rules. I remember I was shot by my own teammate and got kinda mad, the crawled over like a zombie and shot him.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Out of Body Experience Fragments False awakening Early awakening

Date: 2011-07-31
Technique: DILD.

I'm out somewhere with my friends. We are in some kind of action park for skateboarding or something. I'm sliding down some kind of constructed metal slope, on my feet. It looks like a big slide with rails for grinding on the left side. Oskar is riding his skateboard and goes really fast. I say to Björn: "Damn fast his going, man!".
When at the bottom of the slide I look up at Oskar who is grinding about 10 meters from me. Something does not fit. I have a strange feeling. I look at oskar. He stops and looks at me. (Nothing is strange with the picture exept where we are I think)
I figure that I maby should do a reality check so I start to press with my thumb on one of my teeth, a canine. The teeth breaks, works every time, haha.
"Im dreaming!" I yell to Oskar. He answers with something I cant recall...
Now Im lucid. I try to make him float up in the air, just randomly. Did not work. The dream starts to fade.. I start to rub my hands together and at the same time try to relax. It worked.
So now I start to try to remember my tasks and goals. Then I remember, I have never tryed to fly outdoors before, never been up in the air. I start to swim upwards into the sky like I heard some people do. I get up like 10 meters in the air, get a little exited and feel the dream starting to fade again. I land on the ground and start rubbing my hands together. Does work a little, the dream gets more stable. To get really achored to the dream I start to applaud really hard and slapping my face and arms, now Im good.
I swim up in the air again and flying around for a bit in the area. It is an office buildning to the right of me. There are people in the office. I fly around it and start to look for someting fun. I have forgot all about my other tasks. Just enjoy the flying
I try to teleport, does not work. I try to summon people by closing my eyes and imagen them, does not work eather and I almost wake up. I try some more and wake up.

DJ Log: July 31, 2011 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking down an alley between several large industrial buildings. I find a loading dock with an open door, so I walk inside. There is a large laboratory inside with shelves full of glassware and some people working on something in the far corner. As I walk through the lab, a cute Asian guy is working on something. He looks up at me and gives me a 'come get me' grin, then runs off.

As he runs off, I look at my hands and see several extra fingers on both of them. I immediately become lucid, and chase him around the lab. He jumps over a lab bench, then starts to fly. I leap into the air and follow him out a window. I chase him around for a while, flying low through the alleys, then up into the sky. I become distracted and stop on a rooftop which has large tanks and other equipment on it. I look around, but there is no door or opening into the building. I look at the roof and summon a door. A door appears flat on the roof, so I open it and jump in.

I fall into a large shipping and receiving area of the warehouse. I get on a forklift and crash it through the wall. On the other side of the wall is more open warehouse space. I close my eyes for a moment and attempt to summon a car. When I open my eyes, there is a scooter standing in front of me. Deciding that this is not good enough, I close my eyes and try again. When I open my eyes again, there is a cement truck in front of me.

Giving up on the car idea, I jump up into the air and fly. I fly across the warehouse and phase through the cement block wall. Outside, I fly around for a bit and locate a steel deck which has several pipes with large valves on them. Some of the valves are open and some are closed. I turn all all of the valves to the opposite position and a building suddenly explodes in the distance.

I jump and fly to a rooftop which has another deck with several valves and large switches on it. I run around, flipping all of the switches, then turn some of the valves. Several other buildings burst into flames and explode. I fly high into the sky and watch everything burn down from a distance.

As I hover in the sky, I look at my digital watch and it shows 4:30AM on the display. I look at it a second time and it has turned into an analog watch which shows 12:00. Refusing to wear a watch in real life, I refuse to wear one in my dreams. I take off the watch and throw it into the fire.

In the distance, there is a huge, bright explosion. I quickly fly over to see that a Wal-Mart has exploded. There is debris scattered all over the parking lot. As I fly over, I see a large mirror laying on the ground. I line up with the mirror and fly down into it at full speed. When I hit the glass, I wake up.

DJ Log: July 31, 2011 – 5:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am at a truck repair shop, picking up my truck after I had them replace the alternator. I am arguing with the guy behind the counter about my repair. He claims that they only repaired the alternator, when I had asked them to replace it entirely. He repeats that it is fixed and he was able to save me some money by just fixing it. I pull out a credit card to pay for the repair, but when the card is swiped through the reader, it falls apart into several pieces. I pull out my wallet and see that all my other cards have also crumbled into pieces.

Another customer is talking on a Blackberry phone, when it suddenly falls apart into several pieces. I watch the internals from the phone fall into two pieces and land on the service counter. One of the pieces still has some illuminated LEDs on it. The guy who was talking on the phone says it won't work anymore, but I am convinced that it still works. I pick up the two big pieces and mash them back together. The display illuminates and displays hieroglyphic-like characters. The buttons no longer have the number caps on them, but I am able to dial my cell phone and hear it ring. I hand the guy his phone back and say, "It's fixed. Give it a try." He looks at me puzzled, then walks away.

I walk out into the parking lot and locate my truck. As I am walking toward it, I can see that there are jumper cables hanging out from under the hood. As I walk around, I open the door and look inside. My ignition interlock has been removed and there is a bundle of wires hanging out from under the dash. I stick the keys into the ignition, then walk around to the rear of the truck. The bed is full of high voltage electrical equipment. There is a large high voltage multiplier and several large transformers in the bed.

I'm not certain what induces lucidity at this moment.

I become lucid as I get into the driver's seat. I turn the key, but the battery is too dead to crank over the engine. I try the key again, but it will not start. I look into the sky for a moment, then summon lightning to give the battery energy. A large bolt of lightning strikes the jumper cables and the engine starts. I shift into a gear and push the accelerator pedal to the floor. The truck speeds up and I decide to run over everything in sight.

I crash through fences, buildings, and several other vehicles. After crashing through nearly everything in sight, I hit the dirt embankment at the edge of the parking lot. The truck jumps into the air and starts to fly. I fly away from the shop, then I wake up.

ReachingfortheDream's dream

I was at some sort of summer camp thing. It had something to do with my school. DO was there too. I remember eating a lot (particularly the tasty ribs) and that there was some sort of mission or something at some point.

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I wanted to go to MI's place to hang out with my old friends. I was trying to get there with my mom via bus and walking, and for some reason we were having a hard time getting there. I kind of wondered why I would go to MI's house, but I just kept going.

Eventually we came to an apartment building. Everyone was waiting on the step. I stood there, and then the dream ended.

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I was in my room, and somehow lucid. I thought of my goal to go to chichen-itza, so I tried to run through the wall. I just ended up hitting it. Then the dream ended.

Last night, i had a dream I light my lawn on fire, but only a little blade of it, but it grew, and followed a trail, left the ground and went straight up, narrowly missed a tree, and fell back down to the ground and than exploded.

I was wandering around in my new school (looked totally different in the dream) and found my schedule in my pocket. I didn't get any of the electives I chose. Instead I got band. I went to the band room (which doubled as the library ironically) and found two of my friends. I told then it has been a few years since I played clarinet.


I got up after this dream and fell back asleep in the morning. In the next dream I was Lyon on my back in my bed under the covers. It was the same position I fell asleep in. I did a nose pug RC and realized I was dreaming. I looked at my hands, but they were invisible. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. I felt my real body as I was trying to get up. I should have just stayed calm and thought about how to get out, but instead I just whipped myself up and the dream ended.

I am in my house, in the kitchen. I am lucid. I feel the wooden floor with my feet, then the carpet on the stairs. The dream feels real. My brother and dad are there, I tell them they are dreaming, they believe me (they are just dream characters though, I can tell now). I practice instant transmission. I do a front flip and at the apex of the jump I instant transmission to a landing. I instant transmission to the other side of the room, and turn around into a wall, because I had already turned around mid-transmission.

I remembered a dream goal, I ran upstairs, feeling the smooth wooden floor and the carpet with my bear feet. I touched the wall and with my hand resting on it, I shouted, "I WISH TO ENTER THE LAND OF AUD!" nothing...
I ran into my room, looking at my form in the mirror, I considered donning my reploid form, but I felt I did not have the energy to do so without waking up. I put my hand on the mirror and shouted, in a voice that sounded slightly squeeky, "I WISH TO ENTER THE LAND OF AUD!" again, nothing.

I went downstairs and the dream faded to the view of my eyes closed. I recalled the dream for a bit, then sat up, noticing the difference in the amount of power I felt from the dream and my physical body, I immediately knew the amount of intention and energy it would take to visit Aud upon waking, and it was slightly more than the amount I had at my disposal in the dream, I felt a power surge in my right arm, the one that I felt the mirror with in the dream.

Korley's Dream

Well I didn't get to the Chichen Itza, but I had this sick dream about being in a maze. There's was two parts to the maze.. it's hard to remember though. I think one side was made of ice and snow, and the other was inside, where there was this laser fire that I had to jump through and there was a gap in the wall. But the gap was covered by bloody flesh that I tried to pierce, but no luck. There was a group of people in the dream, but I don't know who they were and can't remember what they looked like. I spent the majority of the dream trying to get away from the place, but finding myself trapped. I think I had a gun but didn't use it.

I also had a dream that I was talking to my boyfriend in nothing but a long blue shirt, in a supermarket.

7/30/11

DILD

This was the most vivid LD Ive had in awhile.

I was riding in the back seat of a car with Ben and Nick up front. I found a sweet toy on the floor. It was a little cannon and there were 2 small fireworks that could be loaded in and shot. The cannon barrel was around 4 inches long. After struggling for awhile, I load the first charge and stuff it in. This supposed to explode and launch the second firework out of the cannon. It is small and cylindrical with a giant fuse. I light the small projectile firework and throw it on top. We are driving on Kenilworth past Oak Park. I hold the cannon out of the car window and shoot. It fires with a loud bang. Nick was shocked and asked what that was. I told him and he was pissed he hadn't heard about that toy earlier. We drive up to the projectile and it is now the size of my fist (was pea sized). Nick said that was HUGE. I said it was smaller when I shot it, it must have fused and expanded.

I am walking with Ben around the outside of what appears to be a giant church. We are then walking around outside this big church. and meet up with some more people. There are the 2 twins, A and D, some half black kid, and 2 girls. The church is apparently Bens house and he wants to give a tour. I have apparently been there before. He says it is haunted and that the twins should go first to get the full experience. They walk down this spiral staircase into the darkness.

I, for some reason, jumped over the banister and fell down like 15 ft. to the ground. As I landed, one of the twins was whispering. I ended up looking up to him with a weird perspective of his nose. Because of this he looked and sounded just like Voldemort. I told him that and we laughed. One of the twins has a laser pointer and points it at some intricate glass table ornament. As he does, the laser gets reflected all over the room, like a disco ball. It was pretty cool so he did it again. We continue the tour around this amazing home. The half black kid mentioned that he just got off work and was beat. He wanted to smoke. We go room through room, and each is more extravagant than the last. Everything looked very clean and white. The place was like a maze or gorgeous rooms. I end up getting separated from the guys in the group. I look over and the 2 girls are completely naked eating each other out from behind.

I starting thinking to myself, there is no way this is happening. This is INSANE. It must be a dream, but it feel so real. I do a the nose RC still believing this felt too real to be a dream. I can breathe! I recheck just to be safe. So I go over and join the 2 lovely ladies. One was a brunette with good sized breasts and the other was a skinnier blonde with small boobs. I ask if I can join and we start messing around. I started to focus more on the brunette because I found her more attractive. The blonde says, "oh...so you like Mindy more." So I guess her name is Mindy. I know a Mindy in real life who has the same body type, but I decide it doesn't look like her. Mindy starts nibbling on my ear and whispering to me. The blonde girl gets the other ear. I put my arm around each as the boys rejoin us.

It is kind of an awkward scene to walk into. They have like 1 comment about it and leave it alone. They started talking about the house. Suddenly the girls and I are all clothed again. I decide to scare them a bit with the haunted house. I use telekinesis to lift a candle up and float it across the room. This scares the hell out of the twins, and I do it again. Ben somehow knows its me. I admit to it and say this is a dream. Thats how I can do this. I end up making one of the twins float as a joke. I wanted to show them more lucid tricks. I think I did a few more demonstrations that I am forgetting here

Suddenly, a man with a gun barges into the room, pointed it at us. I duck behind a couch and expect to grab a gun out of my pocket. I feel something and then grab in the other pocket for a clip. I pull both out, but only end up with the clip in my hands. I pop the clip into nothing and pantomime shooting, but there are no shots. I eventually jump at the guy and start punching him. He falls to the ground; time to have some fun. I grab his feet and start hitting him in the face with them. I kept saying, "stop kicking yourself, stop kicking yourself." Eventually I ball him up into the size of a basketball. I use telekinesis to lift him up and shoot him out this window. The gang was really enjoying the show. I woke up soon after.

7/29/11

This one had some interesting elements.

I entered dreaming through the sound current and found myself at my good friend Michael's house in a non lucid dream.

There had been some flooding and the wooden floorboards of his kitchen were starting to warp.

I woke up at this point and then followed the sound current back into dreaming. Now I was jogging on a road and came to a drawbridge. The mid section was up so I couldn't cross.

I decided to jump into the water and planned to swim across the rest of the way. It was about a 20 foot drop to the water and I went deeper down than I planned. The water was crystal clear and so much like the air above that I thought I could breathe it. I took a deep breath and instantly became lucid.

I easily rose to the surface and floated to the other side of the river. There on the shore I called for my spirit guide, the Goddess. I immediately saw a young hispanic woman with a bright aura of light approaching me. She was wearing a black and white print dress and was smiling.

I asked her if she was from the Goddess and she said "Yes". I asked her name and she said "Selena".

Then I showed her a piece of paper with writing on it that Michael had given me in the previous non lucid dream. The letter said that "There is a history of depression in my family that started with a man falling out of a boat and drowning".

I was confused about the letter, about how I got it and what it meant, and I lost my lucidity at this point.

The next day I visited Michael in waking life and told him the dream. His eyes opened wide as I spoke. He told me that "last night there was a thunderstorm and his roof leaked and he had to put plastic over his kitchen floor to keep the wood from warping".

Then he said that he and his father, who was dead, had experienced a very difficult relationship with each other. He went on to say that his father told him that when his father was a young man his best friend went out in a boat in a storm and drowned and that he never recovered from the loss.

i had alot of dreams last night while trying to lucid dream which i have yet to do, one of the ones i remember more vividly was i was in this kind of african bog/swamp/jungle kind of place and there were these huts all up on risers to avoid the muddy land beneath. they were a series of buildings that i could go through in a u shape pattern. when i tried to go through one of the buildings there wan a man there and for some reason he had it out for me i couldnt remember why now. he told me he was gonna kill me or cut my legs off so i tied to run from hi. well i managed to esacpe the buildings and followed a path opposite of them. i was planning on walking to the nearest town because for some reason i felt like i had walked down this path before and knew where i was going. about a minute or two into my journey the path became flooded up ahead all muddy and impossible to cross so i waited there for a bit of timetrying to decide what i could do when 2 or 3 men started coming towards me through the waist deep water. they were all very friendly and told me they would me get a job at their hotel or something like that. so we headed back to the building on the risers this time the man didnt try to hurt me at all just waved us on through but (this part is a bit blurry) we ended up in the next room and gunfire started ripping through the like straw walls we hit the floor but i think i died and`respawned` so i started at the first room went past the man through the next without gunfire this time and then into a small kind of transistion room about the size of the space between 2 train carts. on the other side of the door i could see the group of people i had gone on a school trip to new york with and assumed i had to be with them. i opened the door and this asian lady with a flimsy samurai sword came swinging at me i took the sword and with one hit she was down. i went to the next room and on the flight schedule (apparently these huts were a airport leading up to the landing strip and i had gone through the security or something) there were no flights going where we needed. i remembered that i could respawn (it gets a little weirder here) and cut my own throat with the sword i was still holding so i could get another chance at different flights and i remember standing around casually while i showed off spitting blood infront of this girl i have a crush on. after that i walked into the room from that small room again and there was a flight to paris which we were taking to go home, which is weird be ause i live in canada. so we go through and this little girl who i guess was supposed to be with us stays behind in the room with the schedule. i tap the glass to get her to come with us from the walkway to the plane. she follows through the guy at the door of the plane starts asking me these really racy questions about my skin colour but lets me through as im about to step on the plan i say`thank god were getting out of this hell hole`he doesnt like this and makes me jump into the water from up there with the little girl and then we climb a ladder back up but the door to the plane is on a timer we miss it by about 5 seconds and the plane takes off without us. i look at the little girl and her eyebrows are the shape of a d-pad on an xbox controller at that point i woke up.


i know this i pretty long but i remember it quite well. I kept asking myslef after recalling it why i didnt notice any of these dream signs and became lucid

I was seeing a lapse of Batman. Not from his beginning generations, but from his newest movies. I saw him kneeling, looking up at the city that fomed in the shape of a bat. I saw glimpses of The Joker, The lady Joker, Cat Woman and I think others. This was like I was watching the preview to Arkham city.
I walked into my classroom, after getting these papers from the office. I sat down and saw Danica walk in. I expected her to come sit down next to me, but unsuprisingly she sat behind me. I looked behind myself and she ponted that I didn't have a desk next to me and sort of laughed(the rows were in pairs). Nicely, Bailey saw me and scooted closer to me. I think I rolled my eyes. But I handed him the paper that I got in the office after briefly reading it. He held it and was really surprised. I guess I got to go to a celebration for those who did something good. As the people with the papers were announced to go, Danica came with me. Someone was telling me, are you sure you want to go over there? But there was nothing better to do and I wanted free crap. I saw a chubby asian kid in the back with a bag the size of a sleeping bag with gummy bears. We sat near the the left front. I guess the students who answered the questions right got free stuff, but it was only candy/sweets. I left, and gave Danica the paper as she decided to stay. I don't remember where I went, but I came back after some time and she had a bunch if stuff in a bag, I said thanks, and snacked on one of the many (about 10) cookies she had won, plus candy. We ended up at lunch and I was handing out cookies by then. This was a really weird dream.
The family and this one guy was grocery shopping. We were about finished, and for some reason I was sucking on a Baby Bottle Pop? The guy told me to watch him, and when the cashier finished checking everything out, and we were leaving, he put the whole unpaid tray of Baby Bottle Pops onto the cart. I said, you know thats not going to go past the metal detector, but it did. I looked at him weird. We then walked out, and I saw these two Mexican gringo-wanna be's backing up in their ugly white car. My mom, Marge Simpson, just realized that either the car was out of gas, or she FORGOT the car. Her smoking twin sister was there aswell and giving terrible advice, well her car was there, and she had been looking at clothes. Maggie whispered in Marges ear, telling her something. Then Marge said, you know you can give your bags to the people and they'll hold it for you until you come back? She then threw her bags into a blue dumpster, said thanks, and drove off.
After that, I was driving around as someone around Winco, and walls began to fall above, as I tried to dodge them. This dream continuation was a blur.