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Flying

I'm in some strange building with a strange glass window ceiling with some people. someone is staring at me, and for some reason I fly up towards an open window on the ceiling. It turns out there was glass there after all so I smashed through it and started flying like superman towards some trees.

Santa Lucid

I'm walking around in a strange house when it occurs to me that I am dreaming. I turn a corner and see an old man. He's dressed normally but I say, "Shit. you're santa claus right"

He says, "Aw crap. ho ho ho you caught me." And transforms into his Red Suit. We walk out of the house.

"You better find me a gf soon santa. I'm tired of all this tragedy shit."

He says, "Well there's this 30 year old woman behind you!" I look behind me and it's a creepy old woman. I just wake up there.

Ok so I can only remember the last half of this dream...
I was basically in this park in Tel Aviv, and the first thing I remember that happened was that I saw a woman rowing on a boat in a river. I remember admiring how beautiful it looked to be rowing in the river.
Afterwards I met this man who taught me how to play Frisbee lol and then I kept playing it until my dad came to pick me up. He asked where my cell phone was for some reason, and I told him I left it home or something.
Then we drove home, and as we were getting close, there was a lot of traffic, so we took a different route through this weird road which was actually just a rail like the ones you see on the side of the road that went up a very steep hill. Then my dad accidently made a sharp turn and the car fell from the road. My dad told me to get ready for the impact and then the car hit the hill and then the ground and that's when I woke up. Lol it was pretty random.

Apparently me and my mother had moved. I was in my new apartment or house, in my room. I kept having to change where my room was. I remember in the last room, which I believe was a light purple, I was looking at the wall beside my bed. It had been completely broken. I then remembered that my previous rooms all had problems where the room would break near my bed. I also remember at some point other people were there, all dressed in grey or black suits.

Then I was in some sort of tea party. I was sitting at a small round table, eating random food and sipping tea. I think I was in a fluffy pink dress (and possibly was blonde O.o). There were a few random gentlemen in grey or black suits dining with me. They were just talking the whole time. At some point they were talking about acid. Don't remember much else.

Dream 1

There was a lady on a pogo stick and she was jumping about everywhere, she could also fly but she only done this for a second just to let me know she could. This lady was leading me up a street and i had to follow her ((dream skip) something to do with my hubby again but can't remember what.

I haven't been posting my dreams much lately, heres one from the other night.

I was walking around a shopping store, but it was white inside rather than the usual yellowy colour i see sometimes, i went outside into the darkness, there were a group of girls walking towards me but i didn't recognise them.

I started to fly up into the air making myself fly, i think this was the point of me beginning to wake up, i had so much control over my dream i knew it was a dream, i didn't even need to do a reality check i just knew.

So the first thing i thought is hey....i might aswell give it a go. "i want to predict the euromillions numbers" i held my hands in a sort of trinagle shape and imagined a ball appearing, nothing happened, so i held my arms out and closed my eyes and imagined a ball popping into my hand, i saw the number "5", i then woke up because i had forgot to do anything to futher deepen my dream to make it clearer and to stop me waking up.

But anyway it was a lucid dream and be trying to predict numbers haha which i doubt will be true but if it is then well hehe scary

Dream 1:

I remember something to do with my uncle and seeing the number 15 with a circle round it ((it is my birthday on 15th July so maybe that is why lol ))

Dream 2:

I was lying down on my back, i had no clothes on My hubby was in a room next to me, instead of a wall being between us to seperate the two rooms it was a large panel of glass, like a glass wall. My hubby kept coming closer to the glass and then i saw him looking at me. I looked down at myself and i was shocked to see my stomache area covered in black hair , i also noticed black hair on my breasts and everywhere else lol I thought "ohh my fucking god" and i quickly covered myself up with my hands and arms. I felt very embarrased and very humiliated!

Dream 3 Segment:

I remember some men sitting around a table, i think in a nightclub or somewhere, i was also sitting with them.

We were at school and the bell was about to ring. If you didn't reach your class in time you would be sent to jail, so we were all freaking out. Now there was a couple that seemed very unlikely to be together, but that didn't matter yet. So, I tried to make it to my classroom, but in the end I ended up in jail. The odd couple joined me too. Apparently it was very weird that they were together, so everyone stopped hanging around them. After one of them fell asleep the girl got a call from her best friend how she felt bad they no longer hung out, so we escaped the jail to find her friend. We left the guy in jail, alone.
We eventually reached her friend and they hugged until I woke up.

Went to bed 1250-120
Goals: teleport
7:05 Im in the woods with jessica and we are exploring. The dream is kind of like a game in that things will pop up in my vision to give me hints. We are walking on a pretty well wooded trail when something pops up into my vision, in the dream i know it pops up in jessicas too. ITs a long paragraph and she just keeps moving so i know she didnt read it, i just read part of it and get the idea its telling us there is food nearby. As we turn left on the path i notice on the right side a dead pig facing us and its glowing blue. I walk up to it and say to jessica, hey look a roast, she turns around and walks back towards me smiling. We pick it up and it stops glowing blue, we start to haul it off with us.

We travel some more, no longer carrying the pig and now im with my sister. We end up at a campsite in the middle of the woods. The campsite spans over a large area and goes up a hill. There are cabins and fences and i get a bad feeling about it. It looks like some kind of cult hideout and the people give me a similar cult vibe. I rem we are sitting down on some stair when someone from the camp comes to talk to us. On their way over, i overhear two dudes talking nearby. They look like rednecks and one of them says something about marrying some dude. The lady who was walking over reaches us and says something.

The dream shifts and now im somewhere inside the camp, there is something directly in front of me, a big wall blocking my vision, i think we are on a bus. I know in the dream that the people we are with dont want us to look away from the walll and i have a sense of fear about what they wiill do if we look away. I rem thinking they may hit me or something. Last thing i rem is my sister talking to some campers/cult members i cant see, they were asking her if she was like a worshiper of aliens or something. I rem lookingout a window now as we move away from the campsite and seeing a light shoot from the ground into the air. My sister says something like, no i dont worship them, i just dissapear.

*I rem being the passenger in a car driving through a city. The driver passes a bridge and gets ready to turn around to use it.

I was at my grandparent's house (which didn't actually look like my grandparents house in any way) an I went into the attic. There were ten beds, each occupied by someone trying to lucid dream, except the one nearest the door, which I lay down on. I started to try to lucid dream. It was very dark, but I could see a bit.
This was the layout of the room
- -
- -
- -
- -
x -
_

With - being a bed, x being me and _ being the door.

After a while the person at the far end of the room (also on the left side) left, and I moved to take his bed. Someone else went into my original bed. They were playing binary beats (though as I have never used them I do not know if they sounded accurate). I then went to sleep (in the dream) for maybe half a second, but when I opened my eye's again most people had left the room and it was a bright. I asked the guy in the next bed to me what had happened and he told me that it was morning. I started down the stairs to get breakfast, and that is pretty much all I can remember apart from a flash back of a huge plate of fried eggs. When I woke up from this dream (for real) at 4 in the morning or there about, I thought about it, and wheter it could have been a shared non-lucid. I also remembered hearing the words 'I want to move from (name of the room we were in) to reading room 5 9. I felt that reading room 5 9 was very important.

Nightwalker

I am in my apartment. I am dreaming. How did I get here. I feel a creepy presence. I turn, and I see it’s just my reflection. Just a seven foot tall lanky demon in the mirror. I scratch my chin. Oh, hey that’s me. That’s right. Nightmare time. MUHAHHAAHA!
I summon seven mirrors. Each one has a different Self or version of me... Timelyst Knight, my Future Self Lord of Knight, the immortal android from the future, with an adamantium body, and symbiote armor. Soulkyst, my Vampire Self, with pale lavendar skin, and long white hair. 3Juargawn, my Beast Self, God of Nothing, the Jaguar-Man. Peter Pan, my Inner Child, who resides in my Inner World, NeverWonderHell. I see the other mirrors changing into different forms... Solgawn, the Minotaur from another dimension, Deathgawn, my Demon Self...

Aha, my Angel Self! How profane! I pull my angel self out of the mirror like a suit, and become an angeldemon. I writhe in pain as my angel helmet burns into my flesh before finally fusing with my skull. I wield the Flaming Sword of Michael, and it burns itself into my hand. I scream it pain as it fuses to my hand. Feathery bat wings grow out from my back. My skin is half red, and half covered in tiny white feathers. I feel like I am going to vomit. I spin around, and the dream changes. I am in Hades. Gawn is sitting upon the throne of Hades. He is continuing a conversation, gesturing in disgust to an animal in a cage next to me. “...and furthermore, I have no energy to feed it, unless you would like it to feast upon you. So- what have we here? Nomad?”
For some reason, I am about three feet tall. I bend over and cough.
“Stand up, you!”
I stand before Gawn the Dream Warrior Master, my father-in-law, and look him in the eyes, with one yellow eye, and one red.
“Holy shit. You actually did it. You’re one crazy fucking bastard, man. I give you that. I definitely give you that. Holy fucking shit. Hey, that’s what I name your angeldevil demonangel whatever form: Holy Shit. HAHAH. FUCK YES. YOU LOOK FUCKING CRAZY. LOOK IN A MIRROR.” He summons a mirror.
I kind of look like Two-Face, but, angel and demon.
“What the fuck were you thinking, Nomad?”
“We are all one, Father-In-Law.”
“Oh, there are no laws, cut the bullshit, son. lol.”
“So, you thought, ‘oh, hey, I am a badass. I am going to infect the Hive Mind with the Ultimate Coolness. Since we are all one, I will just prance through the Dream Plane as an angeldemon doing the work of Gawn?”
“Something like that, Your Honor,” I cough.
“Someone give this man a drink of water, or hm.. pomegranate juice, I heard he likes that. And don’t call me that, you little weird alien boy.”
“I grin,” I grin.
“And do stop narrating out loud everything you do.” DOH! “Now, walk with me through these cartoony purpley grey caverns, and we shall speak of dreams and other dimensions, but mostly... Nightwalkers.”
“Uh... what’s a Nightwalker?”
“You, apparently.”
“Is that like a Nightstalker?”
“No! Nightstalkers are ignorant demon posessed fools! Or infected children, or weak minds, poor things. Nightwalkers are a different breed. You will see.” Gawn leads me to a giant door with letters carved in the purpley grey rock: NIGHTWALKERS in yellow letters. There is a note nailed to the door which reads: If you like be one Nightwalker, take an application to the left of the signe. If not, go away. After you take the application, throw it away, because you are not fit to be a Nightwalker. Lol.
Sincerely,
The Nightwalkers
P.S. I’ll haunt your fuckin dreams, bitch.

I then realize the door is Wounded Paw, the Native American Dreamwalker I saw in my dream so long ago. “WOUNDED PAW!” I shout. He morphs into a human and grins at me. He creates a portal, and we walk through together. We walk up a flight of stairs. The stairs rumble then grow slippery, which I ignore, until they feel like living flesh beneath my feet. Gross. Eyeballs roll down next to me. Then, a river of blood, pus, and vomit. I begin to smell it. I summon a clip over my nose.
“Okay, this doesn’t scare me, it just grosses me out.”
“FUCK YOU! YOU ARE FUCKING CRAZY!” Wounded Paw grabs me by the throat, and shoves me into a dream where I am in an insane asylum, trapped in a straightjacket. I want to do an RC, but I can’t move my hands. Fuck. This must be real. Yeah, it looks real. How the fuck did I get here. Oh, right... dreams. I told too many people that I can do dream sharing. The government said I could either work for them, or they would drive me crazy. I ignored them. Little did I know they just made me look crazy, as a form of imprisonment. This is making me crazy! Being here, locked up. Goddammit. I should’ve never told anyone that I have been contacted by aliens. Of course those alien fuckwads are not going to save me. Fuck them. Shit shit shiT! AW SHIT.
Xaphor appears. “Dude, you are SO DREAMING.”
“No, I am not. I am going crazy, and you are a figment of my imagination.”
“STOP BEING AN IDIOT. WE HAVE THINGS TO DO. TAKE OFF YOUR COSTUME, AND LET’S GO, NOMAD.”
“Okay, I am just going to ignore you Mr. Figment. La la la...”
“Oh! You’re incorrigible.”
“Oh, good he’s gone.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Well, I can’t see you.”
“Because I am invisible.’
“Soon, I am going to stop hearing you.”
“No.”
“La la la.. I am just here in this padded room by myself.”
“NO YOU ARE NOT! STOP TALKING LIKE A RAVING LUNATIC, AND LISTEN TO ME. THIS IS A GODDAMNED DREAM, YOU FUCKING IDIOT! AA! YOU ARE PISSING ME OFF!”
“Whoah... that was really loud.. I actually felt the sound in my chest...”
“That’s because, I am real.”
“Are you a ghost?”
“No!” he shouts materializing in front of me. “I am your Dream Guide, he says, breathing hot dragon breath in my face. I feel like I just got sunburned. Ow...”
“Okay, this is obviously real, so how did I get here?”
Xaphor leaps upon my legs, and bites my face. I scream in pain, and writhe out of my straightjacket, ripping it off and Xaphor, flinging him across the room. He hits the wall and smiles. “That’s th spirit, Nomad. Now let’s kick some interdimensional ass.”
“Stop trying to make me sound crazy, demon!” I shout, becoming a demon zombie.
“Why are you morphing?”
“I don’t know, Xaphor.”
“You are in Nightwalker School.”
“Holy shit! I forgot.’
“Yes. Epic PHAIL! on your part. Looks like Wounded Paw is not going to hire you.”
“Dude, I don’t even know what a Nightwalker is. Gawn doesn’t tell me shit! It’s annoying.”
“You should trust him. He is the Dream Warrior Master.”
“I do trust him, but that has nothing to do with being curious.”
“Maybe he doesn’t think you are ready.”
“What is a Nightwalker, Xaphor? No riddles.”
“You made it up.”
“Oh... uh... no I didn’t! What the fuck?”
“A Nightwalker is a dream invader, a Nightmare Inducer. A Nightwalker induces two types of nightmares for two different reasons. One nightmare is the Adventure Nightmare. A Nightwalker will invade the dream of a non-lucid dreamer to induce lucidity and recall through fear or amazement. The other type is Pure Vengeance. In this type of Nightmare, the Nightwalker will invade the dreams of an evil person, to avenge the victims of their evil deeds. These dreams are the ones in your Hidden DJ that you have in your dreams.” Xaphor reads from a book.
“Uh, what is that book?”
“Your book.”
“What’s the name?”
“Dreamwalking: Oneiromancy for the New Millennium.”
“Kind of long.”
“Meh.”

missing time

I am in a dojo. I am learning basic martial arts. “Time to get back to the basics, Nomad. Time to have lucid dreams in Alpha State. Valerian, Choline, use whatever aid you can. Melatonin, vitamins... just do it all. nothing is cheating. Mother Earth provides us with such things for dreaming. Electronics are machines made by man’s mind. Amazing. Do not fear of relying on such devices. When the time comes for you to become a cyborg, choose wisely a company known for quality, such as Yamaha.
As soon as he says “Yamaha,” I lunge at him, knowing he must be some Templar fuckwad trying to infect my dreams with Consumerism. “FUCK YOUR PRODUCT PLACEMENT, BITCH!” I shout, as I leap upon his chest, and beat his ass. It’s Gawn. “It’s Gawn.” I stand up.
“Yes, I know who I am. You don’t have to tell me, idiot.”
“”Oh, shit! Did I say that out loud?”
Gawn rolls his eyes. “Actually, the founder of Yamaha is an avid lucid dreamer, who dreams about quality, and perfection. He plays every saxaphone, drives every motorcycle in his dreams after the engineers come to him with their designs. He has taught his top designers to lucid dream. In fact, its a requirement for all lead engineers of Yamaha to be able to lucid dream at will.”
“Are you serious.”
“Yes.”
“So, are you saying I should work for Yamaha?”

“No, I am just saying when you buy your cyborg parts for your body, look for a company with a reputation for quality. Wake up! You are dreaming.”
“Oh, right. I forgot. Thanks. Oh wow. I am. Gawn, I have to wake up, an write this down.”

“Do it.”

this dream felt like it was 5 hours long. it was one of the most vivid dreams i have ever had.

The dream started out at recess, i as talking to my friends. I'll just say it was the asian one. Everything in recess looked normal, the skies were clear and the sun was shining. The grass was green and the tar was black. Soon my asian friend was gone and i was searching for my other friend. I found him and began running to him. he looked exactly the same and was wearing his brown jacket. I then had a hose and was spraying it all around the black top. My other friend was also there. Soon i almost sprayed the water from the hose on the Librarians books. She looked at me with a stern face and i said sorry and began walking quickly. My hose vanished and i soon resumed talking to my friend. My other friend was nowhere to be seen and when i turned around, he was walking away, so i ignored him. He soon saw me seeing him walk away and returned to the 'group' of 3. Soon we talked about going to the moon started and POOF...

I exited a launch pad to the moon. I was on the moon with my bro. We saw WIND blowing dust away. There was flying dust everywhere O_o. My mom said something like i have to stay here for all summer or something. then they left (THANKS MOM ) My bro was excited and i was sad. So i popped in LittleBigPlanet 2 on the PS3 there and I began playing. Dust continued to blow on the barren lands of the moon around me. I had DLC for the game so i began playing that. I had to like move lights to mirrors refelcting them to complete puzzles. Sometimes when i looked left, i would see my kitchen. My bro was warming up ice cream in the microwave (WTF?) This went on for about 3 hours. Until i went in the cupboard and found his ice cream and put a bite of it in my mouth. Then he saw an took it from me and began eating it as the dream faded........

A LOOOOOOT more happened, but i dont remember it in detail enough to explain.

May 31, 2011
Lucid Dream 238: Funeral Fun
Series: Friends, Episode 13
DILD



I was at a funeral and all of my classmates from high school were there. For some reason, the funeral was taking place on the front lawn of my childhood home. Apparently, a girl from my class had died. It was "CW," a girl who only attended my school for a single year. Me, Cliff and a group of girls we knew, were walking around looking at the flowers and pictures and whatnot. The girls seemed uninterested in everything and were laughing and making jokes. I could see some close friends of CWs sitting on the porch, looking at the laughing girls with disgust. I walked over to the porch and sat down with them.

I commented on how disrespectful some people could be and started talking about CW. I told them that I didn't know the details of her death and I asked what had happened to her. They told me she had wrecked her vehicle into a creek that was only a couple feet deep. Her pants were hung on the luggage rack, so she was trapped underneath the vehicle and drowned. One of the guys sitting there, GL, got up and dramatically acted out what had happened on a nearby vehicle. He hooked his belt loop through the luggage rack, clutched his throat, acted as if he was struggling to catch his breath, and then let his body go completely limp. It was quite an unusual scene, but somehow I stopped myself from laughing at his antics.

Suddenly, I was now back in my old high school. My friend Ryano looked at me and said, "Lets get lucid!" I was a bit startled by this sudden comment and looked around my environment. I realized that I definitely shouldn't be in high school. I knew I was dreaming.

I got out of my desk and walked out into the hallway. The teacher was yelling at me to come back in the room, but I ignored her. I ran down the hallway and noticed an extremely attractive girl sitting in the lobby. Knowing I couldn't fail, I purposely said the cheesiest line I could think of, "Are you ok? You didn't hurt yourself when you fell from heaven, did you?" She smiled at me as if I was the smoothest dude on the planet. I then decided to throw out my friend JTs drunken pick-up line, "Hey, you wanna f*** me?" With emphasis on the "f*** me." She stood up and began kissing me. I picked her up against the wall and slid "myself" inside her. Suddenly music began playing in the background. It was a very slow and romantic song and the lyrics went, "Now, now ba-by...love don't hurt...now, now ba-by...love don't hurt." I thought it was a bit odd, but I kept pounding away anyway. The dream started to fade, so I stopped and stabilized.

I decided I was done with pointless sex and wanted to do some wall running, matrix-style. I took off running along the nearby wall and then jumped to the adjacent wall and began running along it. All in one smooth transition without touching the floor. I continued wall running up and down the halls. A few times, I lost my balance and had to start over. The bell rang and students began flooding the hallways. I decided to get a little mischievous. I started flying around kicking people, tackling random people, and even stopped to make-out with a pregnant chick, lol. At one point, I noticed I was wearing really tight spandex super hero pants. I started floating around the hallways shouting in a cliche super hero voice, "Make room for Captain Yoshi!" People began taking pictures of me and letting out some cliche "ooooohs" and "aaaaahhhs" as I posed in cliche super hero poses . The dream faded soon after and I wasn't able to hang on to it. I awoke.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



June 5, 2011
Lucid Dream 239: The Not So Shared Dream Experience
Series: Friends, Episode 14
DILD



I was sitting in a room with my friends Mike and Diddy. We were talking about lucid dreaming and Inception. I told them we should try to share a dream. I explained to them how to WILD. I then laid down on the couch and they both just laid in the floor. I closed my eyes and almost instantly, started seeing through my eyelids and sat up on the couch. Mike and Diddy were still asleep in the floor, so I woke them up and told them we were lucid.

I told them to follow me. They got up and I dove head first out of the nearest window. We flew around in the sky for a bit and then landed in a large field. I asked them, "What should we do?" Mike said, "What do you usually do?" I replied, "I dunno, I usually do random things like make tornadoes, or fight things, or f***." Diddy wanted to make tornadoes, so I held my hand out and acted as if I was a powerful wizard. I shouted, "Come forth! Demons of the sky!" Suddenly, the sky got dark and lightning started flashing. A funnel cloud formed and touched down at the other end of the field. I held out my arm, concentrated on the twister, and started moving it across the field. As I slowly moved my arm, the tornado moved along with it. It seemed to lag behind my motions quite a bit though. I sent the twister into the surrounding woods. Trees were being uprooted and tossed around the area.

Mike and Diddy summoned their own tornadoes and they started dueling with them. They were trying to bump each others tornado out of the field and into the woods. Mike's tornado had a red tint to it and Diddy's had a green tint. I then brought my tornado around and back into the field with theirs. I challenged both of them to a 2-on-1 twister battle. As their tornadoes approached mine, I split my tornado in two, by holding out both arms together and pulling them apart. I then moved the two twisters on either side of the other ones, and pinched together, swallowing them up in the process. The four tornadoes had combined to create one massive tornado that was under my control. I slung it through the woods with my arm, and it left a trail of destruction behind it. I told Mike and Diddy to follow me, and then I took flight.

I flew directly at the massive tornado. Mike and Diddy shouted from behind me, "What are you doing?" I shouted back to them, "We are going to fly into it, come on!" I approached the tornado and could feel the wind resisting my flight. I was now flying in slow motion as I got closer and closer to the twister. As soon as I touched the funnel cloud, I was sucked into it. I caught a quick glimpse of Diddy and Mike as I spun around and around the twister in a violent manner. The wind was intense and my vision began to blur. I suddenly woke up on the couch that I had fell asleep in. I woke Mike and Diddy up and we started talking about how awesome the dream was. I was thinking, "I actually shared a dream...that was awesome!" A few moments later, I woke up in my bed and realized I had actually been dreaming the entire time and hadn't really shared a dream.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



June 5, 2011
Lucid Dream 240: Yoshi, The Train Conductor
Series: Friends, Episode 15
WILD



After writing down the previous dream, I headed back to bed. I felt SP kicking-in, so I just went with it.

The transition was fairly short. My body started floating above my bed and I could hear some static and muffled conversation. After a bit, I saw through my eyelids and everything had stopped. I new I had transitioned into the dream. I saw someone walking toward me and noticed it was my friend Deej. I sat up in my bed and noticed he looked super pissed. He pointed his finger in my face and said, "If I was your parents, I'd whip your ass!" I laughed and said, "What the f*** are you talking about? Lets go fly!" He seemed to snap out of it and followed me out onto the back deck.

We both took off running and leapt into the air. We flew around for a bit, but I was struggling with my flight control. I seemed to move perfectly in straight lines, but my turning was very slow and unresponsive at times. After a bit, we both landed on the road side. I told Deej I was going to pull a Kobe and jump over the next car that went by. I tried to imagine a car coming around the corner, but it didn't work. Suddenly, Deej shouted at me and told me to turn around. I turned around and saw a train coming up the road. It was a very odd sight to see a train riding through a neighborhood. I waited until it was just in front of me and I jumped into the air. I only jumped about half the height of the train, so I kicked off the front of the train to get an extra boost. I landed on top of the train and turned toward the front. I held out my arms and felt the wind blowing into my face. It felt really awesome.

I looked around and noticed there were many bars on top of the train that looked like handles. I crouched down and grabbed two of the handles and began steering the train around the neighborhood. I could feel the physics of the entire train within my grasp. It was really cool how heavy it felt when I turned, and how I could feel the many cars behind me slowly following suit. I looked back and never saw the end of the cars. This train was huge. I decided to try and make it fly. I pulled up on the bars with everything I had and the front of the train lifted off the ground a bit. It was crazy heavy and I could feel the weight of the train in my grip. I pulled extremely hard again and this time I managed to lift the first few cars off the ground. I woke up as I strained to lift the rest of the train.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Had a couple of actually pretty awesome dreams last night, but I'm so pissed that I didn't write down or couldn't recall more of a lucid I know I had early on in the night. Might have been so early in the night that the REM period ended. Anyways I was also up and had a bit of an adventure.

01.30: Sleep

02.15: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up and jump out of bed. I grab a pillow and hold it up against the headrest of my computer chair. Phew! I blocked the path of the shots before they were fired. I stand there and hold the pillow firmly against the headrest so it won't shoot Monica who's sleeping.

07.30: Fragments
*I'm lucid. I'm with a few other people and I show them my telekinetic powers. I grab a steel beam of some sorts and throw it over my head. My dad smiles at me. I grab the beam again and a small, black ball. I throw them around simultaneously in different directions. Multitasking!

*I'm talking to a doctor, and for some reason I'm speaking english. I try to tell him that I need someone to look me up. I tell him about my nightly adventures, how I have hallucinations almost every night and I haven't found out why yet. I say that I'm a Dream Guide and very educated when it comes to dreams and such, but I haven't met or read about anyone who also has them.

07.30: WBTB 10 minutes

9.30: Chased by monsters
I'm inside of a big skyscraper. A huge monster is attacking the building, and I open a wooden door and close it. It won't shut properly so I have to try three times before it shuts. I can feel the world change. I open the door and look out. I have teleported to a nearby place on the ground. I can see the enormous monster destroying the building from outside. The building itself is huge, as tall as a skyscraper but just as long. The monster looks something like this.



On a walkie-talkie I can hear my coworker yell as I watch the monster jerk and jump into the huge hole it has made. With insane speed it crashes through the building, spraying debris in all directions. The last thing I hear from my coworker is a scream. The monster pops out on the other side of the building and I decide to get its attention. I whistle as loud as I can. The monster twiches its head and looks me straight in the eye. I know how fast this thing is so I close the door quickly.

Three times to teleport. I open it slightly after the first time and can see the monster outside of the door already. Oh shit I won't make it! I close it and can feel the monster trying to prevent me. I open and close it a third time and teleport away. I lean against the wall and open the door again. I know the monster will have morphed into something less harmful. A small girl appears and looks into the small room I'm in. I grab her arm and drag her into the room and teleport away. I end up on a muddy field, on a sign it says: "Woodstock". I push the girl out the door and teleport away again.

The dream skips. I'm now watching different coworkers, how their days started. I want to find out who's responsible for the monster incident. One guy seems to be harmless, but another one has a strange feel to him. They're Asian for some reason. I go into 1st person mode and I'm in some kind of slum area, near where the teleport ended up the first time. I can see the big building nearby. I immediately run down into the basement, there's something dangerous coming for me. Down at the sewers, a man is lying half-buried in the sand.

He looks very frail, and there's barely skin left on his bones. Two small boys are with him and they appear to be his grandsons. I look behind me at a green door, knowing something bad will come for us any second. "We have to go!" I tell them. I look behind me again and all of a sudden some watery liquid starts seeping through the cracks of the door. The boys picks up their grandpa and we start running. I get some liquid on my feet, it feels like oil.

We run through a maze for a while until we arrive at an arena of some sorts. Grandpa has been forgotten and me and the two kids jump over stacks of rubble and crates to go as high as possible. I see a path above the ground on some construction beams. For some reason we're not going to run anymore, but face whatever's coming. We start building traps with concrete steel on the only walkway there is.

A very big guy in black armor appears.



He starts walking on the pathway and we all release the concrete steel we've tightened. They smack him on his legs, doing absolutely nothing at all. He starts laughing at our futile attempts to stop him. I'm holding a couple of soft spears which has green feathers on them. I throw them at his face, aiming for his red glowing eyes. He starts laughing even more and reaches for me with a huge hand. All of a sudden he cries out in pain, a spear jutting out from his eye.

He goes down on one knee, clutching his face. I take the rest of the spears we've got nearby and hand half of them to the boy next to me. "Throw these in his remaining eye when he comes at us" I tell him. One or two must hit, we've got like twenty spears each. With a roar the man reaches for us and we throw as many spears as we can, I start stabbing him when he's close enough but nothing happens. He grabs me and holds me tight.

I wriggle loose and start clawing and punching him in the face. Again the man laughs at me. Once again he grabs me and holds me tight, I'm screwed this time. The third boy who had been completely forgotten had apparently been preparing some ultimate attack. I watch him as he loads up some crazy gun that emits some futuristic sound. I say his name and the man turns around and gets a full on blast in his face.

I'm dropped to the ground, but the big arm holding my ankle is still squeezing it hard. It hurts alot and I scream in pain. After a while the hand lets go and I breathe out. I try to move my wrist (for some reason my wrist got hurt) and it feels like I can't move it properly. When I turn it, it sounds mechanic, like I've got a prosthetic. "You can do surgery on your wrists now" one of the boys tell me. Like I'm giving an OK to do it finally after all this time.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! What an epic and long dream. Too bad I didn't get lucid when I was in it, that evil guy would have been obliterated.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was on vacation with my dad at a waterpark. I was waiting in line for a waterslide when I realized I had my contact lenses in still. I told my dad I was going back to our hotel room to take them off. When I got to the room I realized I didnt even have them in, and was wearing my glasses. I turned around and there was a lady on the couch. I knew that she was my dad's girlfriend, but in the dream she looked different. Her kid came in and said something really nasty so I told him it wasn't nice to say things like that. And boy his mom got pissed at me for saying that. She started saying things like that she was going to marry my dad and make my life miserable.

Now we are in the car, me and my brothers in the back, my dad is driving, his "girlfriend" in the passenger seat. It was actually my stepdad's car, although that isn't what made me lucid. For some reason I just realized I was dreaming and did a noseplug RC. It worked, but I still remained unsure, and not wanting to do something stupid like jump out the window, I just stayed in the car. Still though, I'm happy to have this semi-lucid after days of terrible recall.

I am sitting with MoSh in a kind of trashy house. We are playing poker, drinking and smoking cigarettes at a card table. Asuka is doing dishes. There are some kids playing in the next room. MoSh is overweight, and looks pale and tired. He suddenly stands up, overturning the table and says, “Fuck this dream!”
“Fuck this whole Inner World!”
He destroys all the illusion, until it’s pure energy. He takes a deep breath. We are all colored energy, so is everything. “It’s beautiful,” I say.
“I feel fine, I feel good. I can leave my Inner World like this. It feels like truth to me,” he says.
“Okay,” I smile. ”
“Now, lets go into those tunnels.”
We teleport into a great cavern. “Of course our archetypes take over this meme here,” MoSh says. “Just like in waking life... One person sees a tool, another one sees a weapon, but it’s just a rock.”
“Right. Interesting.”
“So, because this is not my Inner World, we are not in an Energy Place, we are in a Cave, but on Earth, if we said we were in a Cave, it truly would be, but it also is a place of pure energy.”
“That makes sense.”
Suddenly MoSh turns into a Green Mage. He has a white staff with a claw holding a glass orb with glowing lights in it. He points it to the center of Hollow Earth, and we go rocketing through the tunnels.
We step through an arch into a lovely garden. A Naga approaches with something in his hand. He blows sleeping powder on us, and says, “Go to sleep.”
We pass out in a field of poppies.

In this dream, I and dream friends are exploring with geologists and expert spelunkers, the Labyrinthe. We are called subterranauts, and mainstream society is now as interested in exploring The Labyrinthe as much as outer space. We also have camera crews with us, for publicity, of course. We build waystations in the caves along the way, and we travel for two months, before MoSh and I finally find ourselves tumbling down a strange slippery tube. At first I resist, then I realize I cannot, so I just go with the flow. Raven, a black moth, flies down after us. She has radio transmitters on her back. I end up a muddy mess in a huge cavern. I am surrounded by reptilians off different colors. Torches are dimly lit. They hiss at us derisively.
One of them wearing a headress which looks like its made of dried gills of some amphibian points at me with a strange staff with a skull on of a human.


“What business do you have in The Labyrinthe, Surface Dweller? Do you think you can so easily contact your allies in the Inner Earth? First you must sojourn through the Dead Lands.”

“What are the Dead Lands?”
“Here! Our Domain! You ignorant fools call this the Dead Lands, for all who enter here die.”
“Why do you kill everyone? Why not make peace?”
“You idiot. How can you survive in our world? You need the sun.”
“We have mastered genetic engineering. We can adapt to whatever we need to.”
“So you Imperial Surface Dwellers come to invade our world?” the leader asks menacingly.
“No, we come in peace, and for exploration. Our desire is for peaceful contact. We have made peace on the surface world, and have come here to spread it.”
“Lies!” shouts the shaman.
Suddenly, I am out of body, and I feel a parasite on the back of my neck. I send my silver centipedes to attack it from the inside, and rip it out, smashing it on the ground. I fall over coughing.
“Ah, you have wisdom to see you were infected, boy. Maybe we can talk.” Some of the Lizard People grumble quietly. I heal the wound, and stand up.
I bow. “I apologize, my lord.”
“I am no lord. We are all equals here. I merely have the most knowledge of your race.”
We have come here seeking friendship and wisdom, if you have it. Our world is at war, and the whole planet suffers because of our ignorance and waste.
“What you do has little to do with us. We have been here longer than you, and we will be here when your race is gone.”
“What can you do to help?”
“What can you do to help? You’re the human. You think they will listen to us? They won’t believe you. They will say you are crazy. Are you still going to tell them. What if they imprison you? Threaten your family?”
“Shit. You have a point there.”
“Listen, there will come a time when 80% of the human race will believe in other sentient life from other planets, or even this one, which of course makes so much more sense. This is the tipping point. Then, your race will be ready, and we will manifest. Begone!”
The lizard man makes a portal, and pushes us into it.