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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.

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“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.”
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“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.

I vibrate, rolling around.... I leap up out of my body. AHA!

I AM DREAMING, AND I KNOW IT!

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I am a minotaur surrounded by my Minotaur brethren. Daygawn?
“Yes, Solgawn, my brother. Tonight, we shall battle on the GREEN MOON!”
“Who shall we battle?”
“All.”
All the minotaurs are masters of different elements... fire, earth, water, wind, light, dark, and love. We step outside. My yard... is as big as a park. There is a large matte black craft shaped like a predatory bird outside. We board.
One of the female minotaurs is hitting on me, and I like it. I guess because I am a minotaur.

The ship opens a portal, and we fly into the wormhole. Astral parasites try to stick to it, but they get electrocuted, and burn off. The Wyrm laughs.

We arrive hovering above the Colloseum in the Outer Lands. There are a whole bunch of people randomly fighting below. They point at the ship and stop fighting. We descend on small silver disks. “We are the Gods of War. And we have come to kick some ass!” I shout.
The warriors all cheer, and we leap down off of our disks, and cause earthquakes as we land. The warriors tumble about, and attack us.
It’s pure chaos. I am spinning two hand axes. I shoot them out, and bring them back. I feel invincible. I hear Raven saying something to me. I see there is some nightmare beast in the astral plane in her room. I make a portal, and bounce the fuck out.

Someone grabs my ankle as I go into the wormhole. I see it’s the female minotaur that was hitting on me. “I am your Selene, in another dimension, Solgawn. I am Moonlove.” We make out and spin in the wormhole. We arrive in Raven’s bedroom. She is asleep. Her astral self is backed into a corner, frozen with fear. There is some gross astral demon, like a slimy shadow in front of her. It gurgles something in some ancient dark speech.
I shoot an axe into its back, and it screams in fury, and tries to turn to me, but I yank on the chain, and plummet my hidden blade into its back, slicing down the ribs. It screams again in pain, and tells me I am going to burn in Hell. I wrap chains around its neck and torso, crushing it. My chain becomes a steel snake. I look into the eyes of the demon. I see fear hidden by anger.
“I am Hell.”
I cock my fist back, and my witchblade forms over my fist. Tiny hinged blades appear on my fist, and clack against the armor in anticipation. I growl, and spiders and centipedes crawl out of my mouth and cover my body. I begin to cry, as if in grief. The demon is confused. I laugh, and the demon is angered. “So weak, so easily manipulated.”
“I am evil incarnate,” says the demon.
“lol,” I respond.
“What?”
I plunge a rotting cyborg vampire fist into the demon’s face, then remove the silver disk on my chest, and suck the demon through the black hole on my chest into another dimension. I then notice Moonlove has formed a shield over Raven, and is healing her. “Oh, you too, Solgawn. Covered in dark energy. Gross.” She sends pink and red healing energy to me. My symbiote eats the rest. I see Hetfield standing in the corner.
“You are in 1982, Time Traveler.” I am shocked. “You summoned me. Therefore, the gods of rock and roll look down on you with favor. They have bestowed boons of thunder upon your very soul.” I look into Hetfield’s eyes, and I see the history of his soul... He was born the second son of Thor, god of thunder... Lightning is everywhere. I see him rock and roll through time eternal. He just gives me a knowing grin. “Your love for Raven, and desire to heal her soul, has brought you back to this time. See, this is the time when you were separate, after you rejected her as a Dream Character. You wanted to believe, but you were afraid you were crazy. Raven never thought you were crazy. But, that didn’t matter because you did, Ancient Sun.”

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The words “Ancient Sun,” give me a flashback in my mind...
A tiny piece of a sun, solid light, spins out of a sun. “I am a soul!” it proclaims. “I am sentient! I am immortal! I will journey forth through this timeless place, and learn the mysteries of all! I love everything!” I realize I am that little light thing. I feel everything, every emotion in the universe... All the grief, pain, anger, desire, confusion, rage, passion, love, evil... It is all mine, and simultaneously belongs to nothing and no one... I am all, and nothing. I glow every color, and spin through the universe inhabiting beings to experience their being-ness.

“Raven often called you, but you refused to come... and then when the demons came, you couldn’t help. You wouldn’t accept help, and you wouldn’t fight. We let the monsters make you lucid, but still all you did was call out to Jesus. That would be you. When your love chakra burst open, your love for Raven opened your ears to hear her cry for help from the past. You are a Time Traveler, naturally, and this is what you will do. You will go into the past dreams of your close friends, and heal them and battle with them, from the future, just as your half-soul came to this timeline to help your friends, your family.”
Raven takes her hand away from her face, and looks around. She first looks at Hetfield, then Moonlove, then me. “You big minotaur-man. You remind me of Nomad. Are you his uncle... or...?”
“Something like that.”
“You are him. Hey, you’re from the future!” I can understand a lot of things adults talk about, you know. I am smart. So, don’t try to pull any fast ones. Nomad is not talking to me. He keeps telling me I am a figment of his imagination. IT SUCKS!” Raven starts crying. I kneel down and turn into my human self in my white desert clothes. She runs to me, and I hold her. She is so tiny at this age. “Can you please tell him? Tell him I’m real. You’re a Time Traveler, now we will Place Travel. Let’s go right now.”
“Okay!”
There are some little fairies hovering around Raven’s head. Raven holds my hand, and stands looking straight ahead. The fairies make a mirror portal. The mirror is blank. Raven says to the mirror: NOMAD!
My boy self appears on the mirror. (This is the age I went crazy for a year when the Greys contacted me in the forest.) I am trying to fend off a gang of imps with a cardboard shield and sword.
“Goddammit! Attack them boy! You can form greater weapons!” I urge my boy self. I turn into a great black warbeast, boar, jaguar, and wolf. Raven leaps upon my back, and summons a white and blue sword. Hetfield places a winged helmet on her head, and she grows angel wings. I roar, and Raven laughs. I leap into the mirror.

In the wormhole, I let my toungue hang out like a dog, as I glide on invisible currents to my past boy self. We descend from an epic sky portal on a silver disk, and alight on the ground in a cloud of dust before my boy self. Raven leaps off my back, and spins her sword into a double bladed staff. She grins, and lightning forms around her teeth. I growl, and my hackles raise. Some of the imps cower, other ones scowl at us. We attack. Raven becomes a white blur, and slices the demons in their guts. I run around and toss them around like a terrier tossing rats, breaking their evil necks. I summon the caduceus, and become an archangel. I summon my winged helm, and large angel wings grow out of back. I summon the flaming sword of Michael. I separate the sword into two, then levitate the swords vertically above my wrists, wielding them with invisible indestructible astral tentacles from my hand chakras. Fuck. Yes.
I whip the swords around like fucking toys. They slice through the demons like a hot knife through lard. An army of demons attacks us from all directions, swarming around us. I summom the Moonblade and toss it to my boy self. “NOMAD! WIELD THE MOONBLADE IT IS YOUR DESTINY!”
“But, I can’t-" my boy self says as he catches the blade. Suddenly, white light crawls over his body, then beams from his eyes. He floats off the ground, and white light shoots out of his mouth, eyes, and pores.
“MOON LIGHT, MOON BRIGHT"
Hetfield descends from the sky, and the gods of rock and roll bless us with THUNDER. BOOM! Raven thrusts her arm to the sky, and her robe becomes black as a winged obsidian sword descends from a thunderhead.
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She siezes the sword, and it is struck by electricity. There is a dark red gem like a ruby, which absorbs the lightning, then it crackles up the blade. She leaps upon a rock and proclaims. I am THE RAVEN KNIGHT, AND I WIELD THE RAVENSWORD OF AGES! I laugh at how amazingly epic she is.
“BANISH DEVIL”
My boy self slices a demon in half, then a portal floats up out of the eye of the blade, and pulls it into another dimension.
“WITH SACRED LIGHT!”
My boy self roars, and becomes a spotted jaguar-mandrill creature.
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He summons a shield, then beats it with his sword, screaming like a crazed banshee demon. We kick ass and take names as the demons come at us by the hundreds. Selene flies around, as a portal, transmitting all the ones we slay into another dimension. Hetfield floats above, laughing and charging our weapons with lightning, and our strikes with thunder.
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I see young Nomad fling his shield like a boomerang, and it decapitates mofos.
Raven’s blade dances around her with telekinesis, as she spins and casts thunder spells.

missing time

The three of us are sitting in a field of wildflowers on the Mountain in New Eden on the Moon. “...and so you can come here anytime, me!” I find myself saying to my boy self.
“I want to know everything you have to tell me. I want to know the truth about everything. I want you to train me. I hate these nightmares. I am tired of being afraid of everything in my WHOLE FUCKING LIFE!” my boy self says, and cries. I hug him. It feels very very strange. Raven runs to us, and hugs us.
“The most important thing,” I tell my boy self, “is that you realize that I am real, that Raven is real, Xaphor, everyone. We are your friends, and we want to help you and protect you.”
He nods, and says, “I will never forget you, man.”
“I am you,” I laugh, but for some reason, I am holding back tears.
Raven’s fairies open a portal and they hold hands and walk through. Raven blows me a kiss as they fade away.

“Oh my god, that was insane.”
“Yes, it was,” says a voice from behind me.
“Sar-” I turn, and see a reptilian red skinned snout protuding from a brown hood. “Xaphor, greetings, brother.”
“Did you forget I am your High Priest right now?”
“Sort of.”
Xaphor grumbles in annoyance. “And I supposed I am supposed to tell you what you are supposed to do next.”
“No.... Yes.”
Xaphor sighs and doesn’t say anything.
“Well, that’s what Sarnox always does.”
“I am not your dog, I am your dream guide. USE YOUR MIND. REMEMBER!”
I sigh in annoyance, and sit down and meditate.
I see Xaphor’s red dragon-gargoyle face float in front of me. “Use your mind! Use your mind!”
(right now there is a song playing, the lyrics: I won’t forget who I am. I won’t forget you.)
I see the Temple of Nothing, and open my eyes.
I stand up, shouting exuberantly, “TO THE TEMPLE OF NOTHING ON THE GREEN MOON!”
“You and your theatrics,” Xaphor rolls his eyes.
“But, OMG SO EPIC DUDE!” I say creating a portal.
“Uh... it’s not that far. We can fly.”
“And fly we shall!” I shout, turning into a sky blue dragon. “Climb upon my back, brother!”
“I have wings.” Xaphor tosses the robe aside. “I am a dragon, remember? I can fly.”
“And so you are, and so you shall!” I say, leaping into the sky.

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We fly over the forest canopy until we arrive at the Temple of Nothing. There is no one there. We alight on the landing pad. I look around, confused.
“Okay, here’s a hint: YOU CAME HERE AT THIS TIME ON PURPOSE BECAUSE YOU ARE A TIME TRAVELER, AND YOU WANTED TO GET HERE FIRST.”
“Oh yeah.”
Xaphor flashes me an image of a meditation in a dream where I told him I wanted to do that.
“Remember now?”
“Dude, yes.”
“Alright good.”
“Thanks for the ‘hint,’” I laugh.
“Smartass. Look! Here come the dreamers! Quick, change into some more recognizable form, or you will confuse anyone who has any semblance or remembering you from a previous dream!”
I watch the dreamers float down the dark rainbow road. “Huh? Oh right.” Hyu appears next to me.
“Nomad, I think I did it! Am I here? I think I am.” I transform into a catgod. “Why did you do that?”
‘I don’t want to confuse people.”
“Huh?”
“No time to explain. Here come the other dreamers, Hyu! This is going to be a massive shared dream. Unfortunately not too many people will remember it, but we are trying. And more and more people keep showing up. The momentum is building. Atras sparked something... something like dry tinder.”
“Astral? Astral ass?”
“No,” I laugh.
Suddenly a bunch of dreamers run up the steps of the temple. “Oh shit, where are we? Oh shit! Oh my god! Is this a shared dream?”
“YES! YOU ARE ALL DREAMING! NOW HAVE SOME POMEGRANATE JUICE FOR EPIC LULZ!”
I quiet my voice and broadcast to all their minds. “Calm yourself. Do nothing. You are dreaming. Sit down, wherever you are, and touch the dream, touch the ground with you hands. Pick up the dirt, and look at it. Stay here with me. Inhale nothing to know that you are dreaming. Take a deep breath of the dream air.” I quit broadcasting.
Surprisingly, a lot of dreamers listened to me. They seem to be calmly meditating, maintaining their Delta or Theta state. I can tell which person is which. Some of them stand up, and walk around. They look at the flowers, and smell them. I give people pomegranate juice. I float up to the top of the pyramid. Atras is waiting there for me.
“Dude, how can I remember this dream?”
“Hmm... how about wake up right now?”
“But, I don’t want to do that. This dream is too epic.”
“Okay, then when the dream starts to fade, wake yourself up.”
“I will try it. For now, I want to smell a flower in a dream. Atras floats down, and starts smelling flowers, then eating them.” I laugh and the dream fades.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid/Dream counter

DREAM 1: I was walking in the street with Bear (from Bear in the Big Blue House). Before going to his house we decided to visit our friend (it was...a mouse ). At first I though he would be afraid of me because I'm big (not like Bear is not ). After we said hello to each other, Bear presented me to the mouse. He said I'm Quarter and I was like "WTF". I tried to tell them my name is not Quarter but no one actually listened me (-_-). While we were still going to the house I told him I'm Christian not Quarter.
We decided to go through my school because it was the nearest way to the house . Bear went to the left side where he met his family and friends and I went to the right where I met my peers waiting to see in what high schools they entered. Simona came in and asked me what's with the bear. I told her all about Bear and stuff. She laughed a bit at first .
Then George came in (When I talk about George imagine a big purple monster with fangs all over his face and a cock in his head...that's how he looks like in the real life!! ... Just kidding . You can imagine him as an ugly nerd). He wouldn't let me go with Bear. Simona saw him and kicked him right in the butt . It was my occasion to find Bear.
After finding him, he wanted to go in the right side. I was a little bit worried that my peers would laugh if they see me walking around with a big bear . I told him "Bear, why don't we go left? It's faster there!" (You imagine, I'm not that idiot to make him feel bad and just tell him that I was worried that my peers would laugh if they see him). He agreed and we went to the house.
DREAM 2: I was at the home. I went to my room and I saw coming from there little rat looking animals. I was a little worried and I called my mom to come here and see what's going on. She said that those things lived on our house for a long time. They were 2 and one came on my shoulder. When I saw him from a closer look he was actually a monkey...more likely a mini-monkey. He was like 2 cm small.

I wish scrawlings wasn't so accurate of a term... I don't fully know what all of these writings mean.

1) Captain Jack Sparrow or someone inspired by him is in a commercial. He appears to be a marble statue with the Captain's face. He is a christian, or at least is helping the church. Sounds almost like V for Vendetta. Rebel? "Smite the body". Self inflicted tattoo harm. The situation graduation.

2) Team Fortress 2. Bucket of chicken item that ups speed.

3) Andre comes up and tells me he made a new friend. Talk about drugs. Captain Jack is here?

4) Geek hobby store. Two of my male cousins (from different parents) are passed out drunk on the stairs. I'm about to play a miniature game of a sort.

5) I am conscripted into a real life swords and vampire (fantasy battle?). I'm some form of captain.

6) There is a creepy and scary little girl outside the window. I walk through a hallway and cast a spell to keep her out of my dreams. It's a massive and ornate house, almost clue like. I'm not myself. There is a waterfall fountain in the center of a large room decorated with stones. I flirt with a girl in a wet dress, but get shot down.

8) Graduation? Clothing is same. Speech? (More words that I can't actually read in this one...)

9) Dad plays iphone strategy game.

10) Had been a kitchen fire and a wooden table is burnt. Another fire starts and I grab an extinguisher and try to put it out.

11) No recall...

12) No recall...

13) Dad and mom going to return Daisy (our new puppy)

Just a usual day. I wake up and get ready for school. While I'm eating breakfast there is talk of a flood in that is headed straight towards us. I ask my mother what we should do about school, but she says me and my sister will be fine.
We are about to leave, so I run upstairs to get something and notice our upstairs has changed into a office. People begin running and screaming as water smashes through the windows and wipes people away. I quickly hide around a desk, and then pass out.
I wake up where I passed out and run downstairs to see where my family is. They are sitting watching television, so they obviously didn't drown. The clock reads 1:10 P.M., so we obviously missed school. My mom says she called us in sick so we could stay away from the flood. I quickly wake up afterwards.

i went to a party that lasted three days but i didn't remember any of it. from what the other partygoers told me, i got around. and i got a tattoo. it was a cheetah on my back. my mom came and picked me up and was just like, "whatever"

i'm going to an Eminem concert with Dillonj and Randall. the concert is on the third floor of a bank. the first floor is a normal bank. the second floor is a party type thing. a buncha middle aged women in gowns smoking and putting on makeup. Allie is there. me and Dillon have been talking about Jo and Freddy. we finally make it to the third floor. Eminem is fat and gross with nasty looking facial hair and a beer belly. plus he can't rap. Dillon and i decided to leave but Randall wanted to stay, which wasn't surprising.

It might be just stress, or lack of sleep, but I have been having trouble remembering dreams lately. They all have been hazy ones that I can barely remember. Hmmm

The Orphanage
I am 8 years old, a little girl standing in the lawn and watching a house engulfed in raging flames. I know I am not really this little girl, I am just sharing her body for a short time, but that doesn't mean I can completely block out what she is feeling. I am in control of the body right now, the girl, Jessica… her name is Jessica… wants nothing other than to pretend none of this is happening. Time seems to be missing. Then there are firefighters and cops… it is all very confusing. My mom is dead. My dad is dead. Everyone is gone. The man talking to me says there is only one thing to do with me now, I know he means an orphanage. He takes a drink from a glass that I suspect is booze and then throws it in my face. It stinks. He is suddenly angry, he says I should have burned with the rest of them, how dare I survive? He throws a lit cigarette at me and the alcohol ignites instantly. I wake up just as I start feeling the searing pain and hear the sizzle of my skin burning and even smell it cooking…

I am in bed now, I am still a little girl, sheathed in sweat. I can still smell and hear my flesh burning… but it doesn't hurt. Wait… that's not me burning… someone's cooking bacon… I roll over in bed. I hear the sound of other children sleeping around me, there are many others in this room. I am on the lower bunk, there is another kid above me, there are six bunk beds crammed into this tiny room. It makes it really hard to move around. I smell eggs, bacon, and pancakes being cooked now. Of course those aren't for us kids… I close my eyes and try to sleep.

There is a hole here, as if time passed, and then we are in a different place, there are a lot of creepy looking men there. A man, she is my foster mother, says today I will be visiting Uncle Frank. I get a shiver at the mention of Uncle Frank. So in a room alone with Uncle Frank I immediately think he is the creepiest guy ever. He says he has candy for me, he knows I like his candy. Yuck. He pulls his pants down. I tell him to put that disgusting thing away before I make it rot off. He gets a surprised look, probably at the statement and the defiance in it. He has not taken action so I repeat my threat. He says he won't take that shit from a cock-sucker like me. I say he was warned. I walk over to where he is standing with his thing sticking out at full attention. I pull some squirmy things from my pocket and sprinkle them on his member. They are maggots. He freaks a bit and tries to brush them off, but the maggots are eating their way into his favorite body part. He is in panic, screaming and trying to get the bugs off, they are spreading rot through the flesh. The door opens and a couple people come in, one of them is my foster dad. They don't understand Uncle Frank's panic since only Frank and I are able to see the infestation.

Non-Lucid Insanity
I am walking down Camino De Mañana towards the freeway interchange, which is relatively new. I am taking a walk. I see someone else there, and the first name that comes to mind is Walms. What is Walms doing in Tucson? I speak his name and he seems a bit annoyed. He says Walms is dead, how many times does he have to tell me? Wait… if Walms is dead, that means I see dead people! Awesome! I plan in my mind how I can be the next Melinda Gordon, the Ghost Whisper. He says I'm clearly not lucid. He asks if I am feeling ok? Not really. I haven't been lucid since forever. My mind is a fog as thick as pea soup. And I see a dead Walms. He repeats that there is no Walms here... Hukif. He is Hukif, try to remember that. Remember? Yeah... I do remember now… Walms died and that whole situation sucked on many levels. And Walms played his dreams in permadeath mode, so he stayed dead... which led to a permasuck situation. Then there was Hukif who announced he hates me, but no big thing, I hate me, too... which sucks. People suck. I suck. I pause to count the number of times I have used the word 'suck' in the past five minutes. I tell Hukif sorry... you don't want to hear me bitch. People who bitch too much suck. Hukif says I lost it. Yeah, I have. No lucids. No time for lucids. No time to journal, or to have read other DJs. But I still get messages about posts… Hukif is having as epic recall as ever… so many lucids. I want to FA like Walms used to. I need to go back and jack his FA before he permadeathed. Or buy them. That would be worth paying for. Lots of isk. Hukif says I'm dreaming right now. I say I would settle for one FA per night. Hukif seems bored. He says he is going to go fight something assuming he can. Of course you can, why not? Find someone and AAAHHH!!! What the FUCK is that? UBER YUCK! Is that SNOT coming from his giant oozing nose pimple?! Are those cockroaches coming from his mouth to eat the snot? Is that white pus coming from the moldy spot on his forehead full of squirmy maggots? GROSS! That is sooooo UBER GROSS! Hukif says it's cute. I think I'm gonna hurl. Instead I laugh at the absurdity as spiders crawl from a festering wound on its arm. I can't stop laughing. The creature looks sad to be laughed at, that look makes me laugh harder. I can't stop. Hukif asks what I would pay for FAs. Lots. Lots and lots of isk. Isk? Interstellar Kredits. With isk you can buy almost anything. Fine, here. But I owe him one. The creature distracts me from Hukif when it vomits slugs... Yuck! I start laughing again. He eats his slugs. I feel like laughing and puking. I laugh. Hukif grabs my arm... I feel a sobering surge of dark energy. Not a bad thing. He says now you will FA. The creature's eye falls out. He eats the eye, it rolls up inside the head and back to the eye socket. He plucks it out and eats it again. The cycle continues. Hukif looks irritated and tells Nomad to quit it. Nomad? I laugh more and laugh myself awake.

this dream was a few days ago, and i shoudl have written it down when i woke up but i was in too much shock.

i am wandering around these cliffs and basins in the deste, almost all the rocks and ground are brown-ish red. i don't truly understand why i am here, but i know i'm looking for something. suddenly i get a very odd feeling and think i might be dreaming but am not entirely sure. i start to get feelings of terror for some reason, but nothing overwhelming. as i continue to walk around, to explore, i see a flash in my mind of a giant monster, in a extremly dark room, it's hard to describe what it looked like, but i can tell you that it was the most frightening thing i had ever seen. i pause in my wandering for a minute because jsut the flash of that thing was enough to take the wind out of me and make my head hurt. i sit down by a wall of rocks/platue and look around. there is nothing, absolutly nothing except the desert and the giant rock structures, like the grand canyon. i really start wondering where i am and why i am here. i know there is a reason but i...Suddenly, i notice there are train tracks. why are these here? then i notice an old man standing there. he looks exactly like Dumbledore from the harry potter movies, except no hat or glasses and a white robe. i go up to him to find out what the hell is going on. as i approach him, Jesus goes flying by on the train tracks as if he was ice skating on them.he had a huge grin on his face as he went by. the old man says to himself, "damn that boy." i kind of stop to think for a minute. is this suppossed to be...god? and why the HELL did jesus fly by on train tracks? i continue to approach the old man. he looks at me and says, "ah finally you are here. let us begin." i ask him what he is talking about and where we are going, but he simply says "follow me" and i decided i had nothing better to do. i try to think of things to say to him but i can't really think of any. we start circling the rocks in the canyon and we come to a temple within the canyon. the temple is built into the side of the canyon, and looking at the size of the canyon, this thing could go on forever. the temple is a dull gray, with pillars holding the rocks off of the entrance. there is some black guy standing there, in some type of leather armor/clothes. he has short black hair and basically look like blade. "god" greets him quickly and we head into the temple. the temple is very dark but it is somehow dimly lit. like with neon lights. the hallway is small and messy. we continue straight down the hall, "god" in front, me in the middle and the black man at the end. the hall turns left. god is moving quickly now, and i have to powerwalk to keep up with him. it is getting darker and darker and every so often there will be trickles of blood somewhere in the hallway. the hallway goes on a little more, then another left. its now a small cubicle room, blood splattered all over it. across the room is another small hallway. we cross that and follow the hallway straight until it take another left. this basically repeats for a few times, but as we move on the halls get smaller and darker with neon lighting coming out of nowhere. as we get farther, "god" starts running. i start running to keep up with him, but everytime i turn a corner or get to a cube room, i jsut see him turning the corner. the black guy is a little bit behind me. every cube room i get to gets bloodier and bloodier, bodies start appearing in them, and eventually message are in the as well. we get to the last cube room, and this time the hall on the other side goes to the right. at this point images are flashing through my head of jsut horrible nasty creatures and things. i walk down the hall slowly and turn a U turn at the end of it.on the other side of the U, there is a huge large Cubicle room, the size of a warehouse building and completly covered in blood and rust, with strange crude writing everywhere. i see a bunch of strange...people, if you could even call them that at the other end of the room. they have dark blue skin, skulls on their heads and red eyes. they weapons but i can't make out what they are from the distance. they start charging us and me and the black guy turn around to run, but as we enter the hall, there is more of them at the other side. since the black guy was behind me on the way in, he was now in front as we where trying to escape. since he was in front, they stab him with a stick that has a butched knife roped around the end, i scream and turn around only to find myself face to face with more of them, i turn around and the ones at the other end of the hall are approaching me. i close my eyes and try to imagine getting stabbed, so it would not hurt as much when they stab me. i feel myself being lifted into the air with a sharp pain in my stomach and i wake up.


odd thing is, the Main large room in the heart of the temple, the Huge Cubicle wharehouse room with blood everywhere and the strange things, i have seen that before in other dreams, just flashes of it though. i have also see the flash of the Giant creature thing IN that room before.

STATUS- LUCID
RECALL PERCENTAGE- 90%!

I was an alchemist, like Edward Elric, and I lived in America. A portal opened and i stepped inside, revealing a new world. It was a humongous swamp, and I was standing on a wooden boat dock. An old man came up to me and explained his life in this world, and then showed me weird vehicles on water that looked like motorcycles called aquacycles. He then taught me how to drive one. I hopped on one aquacycle and began riding around the lake, occasionally encountering alligators that I would perform water alchemy upon. I came to a cave, filled with treasure, and saw a large button. I pressed the button and i believe i was then warped back to the dock. There, I am attacked by a large robot. I escape back to America, but the next thing I know I'm back in that world. But this time, it is filled, covered with those robot things. One attacks me, but I dodge it and jump on the aquacycle I had driven earlier. I drove extremely fast while robots on similar machines chased me. Citizens were all along the water, swimming, so I swerve and turn to avoid them, but in the process I turn too far left and hit a child, then going up a ramp into a sewer. I then teleport back to the dock, but instead of robots waiting for me, I am greeted by a dozen hot cheerleaders. (SKIPPING ADULT CONTENT BLA BLA) We have a huge party and everyone celebrates. All the robots, however, are gone.

OBJECTS: aquacycle, alchemist, robot, dock, cheerleader, alligator, button, lake, child, kingdom hearts style
RECURRING OBJECTS: none

Breath meditation while lying down. Enter SP and feel consciousness shift. Full scene forms directly from black, no HI. (This happens often during meditation but the scene always fades the moment I notice it) I'm sitting on the bed which my waking body is in. It is a full dream scene, but incredibly unstable. Any thought or non meditative action ends the vision, which happened once, but the scene returned. Instead of looking 'past' the scene, observe the details of the scene without force. Body and vision is drifting, carefully redirect attention to where ever my eyes move to. Eventually it settles on a spot and I'm filled with an incredible trans personal feeling. Sucked through the spot into a dark black space filled with connected dots of light. A beautiful female voice is singing. "Don't worry. everything will be okay" A very peaceful experience

07/09/2011
Hammered. I remember Nothing.

07/10/2011
Dream Fragment One:
(I know that there was a lot that had gone on in this dream, but I can really only remember a small section of it.)

I was with a group of people, in a tall, hollowed out building. It was like a barn, really. There was a tornado coming, and we were all strapping ourselves down, so that we would not get blown away, once it hit. It was a lot like the end of the movie Twister, actually. We were tying ourselves to leather straps which hung from the ceiling. I had a rifle or shotgun with me, and had a make-shift holster for it, that was slung over my back. It was a really long and cumbersome sheath, much like the one for my great sword.

The winds picked up and the twister came through. I could see the torrent of weather outside, through some seemingly wide-open hole in one corner of the building. At one point, we were actually suspended from the floor by these straps, with our feet unable to touch the ground. It was all pretty intense, but ultimately nothing too noteworthy happened.

The last thing I remember is going back outside, after the twister had passed, and all of us having to jump over a chain-link fence, in a rush to get...somewhere. I dunno.

Dream Two:
"Outside the Octagon"

I was in some nightspot which looked like a cross between a dance club and a game room. At the far end of this place, there was a separate bar, which I believed was some sort of VIP affair. Nonchalant and curious, I made my way over to this area, making sure that no one was watching, and then I slipped through the doors. I found myself in some pretty slick strip club, picked out a seat near the stage, and watched the show for a while. They had some hilarious 'audience participation' games, where people got to go up on stage and do ridiculous things to win money and whatnot. Somehow, I ended up getting picked to try out for a massive mixed martial arts tournament that was coming up. (I don't remember much about how I actually got picked for it.) I got up on stage, along with a few other guys from the audience, and waited to hear about what to do next.

Time skipped ahead and I believe it was the following day. I was being ushered into this arena, and there were literally hundreds of dudes signing up for this tournament. There was a sign-up room set up in what looked like a normal high school gymnasium, where a certain number of guys in different weight classes had to be chosen by other guys, to fight against. It didn't matter who chose who, initially, as there was going to be another stage in which everything was to be evened out, somehow. There were guys of all builds and social groups; thugs, nerds, rockers, hillbillies. Everyone. So many of these guys were huge, though - definitely out of my weight class, and I'm not exactly 'small,' myself. I'm no professional fighter, though, so even when I saw some of the smaller guys, I paid attention to their demeanor and attire. I tried to steer clear of the smaller Asians, wearing their gis and dogis, knowing that their sizes could be very deceiving. An old co-worker of mine, VS, showed up in line. He was actually behind me, but shouldered his way passed and gave me this trouble-some grin before moving off to stand in front of a guy that he'd apparently already sized up. I thought about giving him shit about pushing passed me in line, but I had seen the way the staff of this event had been handling those people that made too much of a scene, or didn't follow directions. At one point, one huge official took a trouble-maker to the ground and began beating his face in, on the floor. I can't remember what it was the guy did, but it was pretty trivial, so I decided to keep my mouth shut and not rock the boat. Finally, I found someone who looked like he might be a decent - but fitting - challenge, and went to go stand in the line forming in front of him.

Overall, the atmosphere was just insane. Everybody was hyped, and there were ring girls passing booze around to everyone - even us potential fighters. There was standing room only, in the bathrooms, and they even had ring girls refilling our cups with free beer, while we waited in line to take a piss. Afterward, we had to go through another check point, where people were checking our IDs. There was this really attractive girl checking the IDs for my line, and when I got to her and pulled out my wallet, it took me forever to find my ID. I just kept digging through my wallet and pulling out everything but my damn ID. She was cool about it, but getting visibly irritated because I was taking so long. Finally I found it, and she let me through. We moved through another hallway, and I could feel the adrenaline mounting. I was beginning to feel so pumped up - like I could take on the world. I began bouncing around while I walked, getting the blood flowing. I realized that I was bouncing higher and higher. Before long, I was bouncing over the entire crowd and almost touching the elevated ceiling. I only thought this strange for a mere moment, and was not able to induce lucidity. Also, while moving down the hallway, I developed the ability to slide along the ground, with my feet. It felt like there was a lot of sand on my feet and I was just trying to stop really quickly, from a fast pace. However, I could tell that I was sliding for much longer distances than seemed normal. It was fun, though, and I was having too much fun with it to think much about it. I even heard one of the guys behind me talking about it like "Whoa...how the hell is he doing that??" I looked back to see the guy trying to copy me, but I noticed that his slide was much shorter - and more realistic - than mine. (Still, not enough awareness to induce lucidity.)

Another line. I don't even remember what it was we were waiting for, this time, but it was like being at a theme park and waiting at the turnstiles, with hundreds of people milling about, around me. I met this gorgeous chick, who was standing in line in front of me. (I didn't even stop to think of why it was now a co-ed line.) She was short, thick in all the right places, and had long brown or black hair. She looked Latina, but I can't be sure. We were conversing for a bit, and I asked her if she was single. She smiled and said no, but then seemed to hesitate a little bit and finally added that her boyfriend was back home in Missouri. This raised my interest a bit, and just as I was about to talk to her a little more, some dude came from out of nowhere and put his arm around her neck and shoulders, guiding her away from me. The authoritative way in which he did it - and the submissive way which she responded - seemed like the guy might have been her older brother, or guardian, or something; like he was trying to keep her out of trouble. My best friend T was suddenly behind me (which I didn't realize as strange, since he hadn't been in the dream, before then), and he gave me a nudge. He noticed, just as I did, that the girl kept looking back at me - numerous times - as her supposed 'protector' guided her off to a different corner of the arena.

hprib012's Dream


I was at a house (it switched from my own house from my child hood and a house in the woods throughout my dream) We were having a house party with a bunch of people and people I knew (like my brother and roommates) were there. We had very loud music playing and things were going well when I noticed that part of the forest/woods that the house was surrounded by was caught on fire. I began to panic fearing for the house and the lives of those inside, so I began to dial 911 to get some fire fighters out there in time so the house wouldn't burn down. I was getting upset because no one would turn down the music so I could call 911. I kept asking them to turn the music off and tried myself but they would just turn the music up once I turned it down. I kept getting so frustrated to the point of tears because no one was taking the situation seriously. The fire was also acting very odd, when I would try and call the fire department the fire would subside, almost like it knew what I was doing and wanted to even get me in trouble and act like there really was no fire. But of course once I hung up the phone the fire would rage on through out the forest....the dream shifts and my concern is no longer for the fire but for the fact that I couldn't find my laptop (I felt like I had to look up something or something to do online) and I needed it right away. My dad told me that he thought he saw it upstairs in the room that he never used (in real life he doesn't use the master bed room at all). I didn't want to go upstairs because throughout my child hood I always could sense a presence up there and hated sleeping upstairs by myself as a kid. In the dream I kept seeing faces look at me from the top of the stairs and try to scare me and almost dare me to come up their alone. They were taunting me and show me disturbing images almost as visions. I asked my brother and someone else (I didn't know) to come upstairs with me and retrieve my laptop. The person I didn't know had dark hair, was a bit taller than me and about my brother's age (17-19). We began to ascend the stairs and were immediately attacked by some head that had no body but was floating in the air attacking us through our own fear and minds. It had a smile on its face and was just pure evil. Almost looked like one of those faces off a ventriloquist dolls and had that shinny look to it. We got to the room at the end of the hall and tried to block the voice from ourselves and just get the computer. We thought it was on the floor on the side of the bed facing the window, which was on the opposite side of the room. The doll face just floated to where he could see us and I think said something like "you will never be able to leave." I knew something was up so when my brother and the stranger got onto the bed to look on the other side. I knew something was up because as soon as they sat on the bed they began to get very sleepy and were almost passing out into a deep sleep just by touching the bed. I had to almost anchor them by holding onto their legs at their feet and made sure they didn't fall asleep while looking for my laptop. I just stared down the doll face and kind of told it off. We discovered the laptop was not even upstairs and quickly ran back down the stairs. Come to find out my laptop was on top of the fridge the whole time. My dad did not believe us when we told him some demon or spirit tried to lure us into staying up there. Soon after this I woke up.

I don't remember much of the dream, but i'll try to recall it.

Lucidity-8
Vividness-8

I'm in a dream, and i know its a dream right from the start. I'm in a trailer. I do mundane things for a few minutes such as looking around, and seeing where i am. After i'm done with that i figure i want to know what pain is like in dreams, and how much i can hurt myself. I walk outside and go near a tree. I grab a piece of wood about a foot long with a slightly sharp end and push it as hard as i can against my stomach. I feel a slight twinge but no pain. I stab all over myself to see if any pain occurs. I then bite half of the wood off and spit it out. I walk back inside.

Dream Skip

I'm standing in the middle of the trailer. It's been about 10 minutes in the dream so far. I want to do one more thing before it ends, which is practice teleporting. I Move my fingers in front of my face and focus on them. I then see a blue energy surround the fingers. I'm concentrating on going back to my house, which would be a simple teleporting location. I can start to see it with one eye. It was like the other area with ripping away, and then coming back. I focused harder, but it then collapsed and i was still in the trailer.

I need to practice more.