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There's this crow around my house named Stan who imitates cats and we feed him. He was in my dream and I forgot to update my DJ this afternoon (went to sleep at like.. 6 or 7AM, got up around 1:30PM).

So I was sitting in our yard and my friend was there, but she was standing. It looked like we had some little get together going on. There were lawn chairs around and we both had drinks. I dunno if anyone else was there. Anyways, there's a branch hanging over her head and Stan is sitting on it and kind of acting weird, like flapping his wings a bit and stuff. In real life, my friend likes to run into flocks of birds and scare them off and I remember hoping she wouldn't try to scare Stan off. I didn't want her ruining the relationship we had with him. Luckily she didn't and just reached up and started petting him. I started thinking that he must be injured or incredibly sick because we can never get close enough to touch him, so I put a chair under the branch and got myself up to eye level with him.
He looked like a crow, basically, but he also looked kind of cartoony. His head was broad and flat and his eyes were big and human-like. I think he may have had a cat body for a few seconds.
Anyways, Stan was looking around really frantically and making strange noises. I was talking to him softly and inspecting his body for wounds, like lifting his wings and checking his feet and face. He seemed fine so I wasn't sure what was wrong with him.

That's all I can remember.

Alrighty guys, it seems that I have been away for quite some time. I know nobody probably paid attention to me anyways, but if you have then I am here to let you know that I am back. After all this time my life kinda flipped into something totally different, and wasn't until yesterday that I had a natural lucid dream without trying. It reinvigorated my interest in exploring the dream world. I hope that in the next week or so I have some interesting dreams to share. Peace out!
-SuddenGun007

a
6-18-2011


Type: Unknown
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was laying in bed. I had just had a dream of being at a carnival and walking in front of a group of guys and one of them gave off this offensive/mean feeling towards me when I walked by.
It was all black now but I willed the dream back.

Only the images came back and they were black and white only, but in like a kind of negative color scheme. I wasn't sure if this was a working/running dream or if it was somehow frozen because there was no sound and I didn't see anything else moving.

I was where I was when the dream collapsed so I walked back to the group of guys again. As I walked I became in third person view but my physical feelings were 1st person. I watched myself from a lower right hand side. There the guys sat, I targeted the offensive guy with my mind and I threw him with my telekinesis toward the horizon. I could see him falling end over end, flailing his arms and legs trying to get control of himself while hurtling through the air. I calmly watched as he flew quite a distance before falling out of sight. I was amazed how I had no effort in throwing a 190 pound guy about 200 yards away, all I had to do was focus, believe, and move my hand a little.

There were still 3 guys there and I tried to think of experimenting with another power but oddly I couldn't think of any, not one! I tried still harder to think of them, I knew they were there but couldn't access them! Then the dream started to fragment, I couldn't concentrate on both with all this intensity and then dream collapsed leaving me in the darkness. Instantly my memory of my powers came back shortly followed by a feeling of "too late now"

1. I'm reading the steampunk novel "The Difference Engine" and taking notes in the margins with the pen I use for my dream journal. These concern an idea I have to rewrite the story in America, casting it in a more comical light with plenty of snarky humor. For example, I reference "All About the Benjamins" and make Ben Franklin a cocky womanizer.

2. I'm in a hospital for some routine test. I notice J. C. from high school with his sister in the waiting room, and I seek to avoid him by ducking down a hallway. I sit at the end of the hall and read a magazine. When I come back to the waiting room, my old friend W. L. is there talking to someone...

I am doing math problems at a Nazi labor camp. (I have no idea what was going on there, but I wrote it down so it must have happened. Weird.)
Scene Change.
I am at some sort of sports facility where middle schoolers would have their birthday party. I see an old friend of mine, Dallas, and his family. I ask them how they're doing with a smile, and notice the setting has changed to a funeral. They are deeply grieving for the loss of his mother's sister. His father wants to talk to me in a separate room. I enter, and he disappears. Here I become lucid, and for the first time it is actually pretty vivid and stable. Unfortunately, the ceilings were too low to fly, and I was kind of trapped. I got too excited, and woke up. It was the longest I have been lucid so far, and the most vivid.

I am on the way back from some sort of sporting event with my Dad. We got into a minor fender bender. We stopped at a restaurant and they gave us free root beer because it was Memorial Day.
Scene change.
I am drinking in a bar with my friend Elijah who is disguised as a secret detective. I somehow owe him 150 pets. (How do I even pay that?)

Me, my brother and my parents are at an unidentified ski lodge. Me and my brother argue Borders vs Barnes and Noble. (I have no idea what exactly there is to argue about, but I sided with Borders, which is odd because I actually prefer Barnes and Noble.)
Scene change.
My friend John works at a Coke factory. I knock over a bottle, and go to get a towel. I somehow end up in a BlockBuster store, and my friend Adam shows me his favorite Zelda movies. (None of them actually exist, they had Link and Luigi on the cover. How I did not become lucid here is beyond me.) Then I walk back to the factory, and John already cleaned up the mess. He says I owe him 5$.

I was playing at some music festival as a trio with my brother Ellis and our friend Tyler. (I play bass, brother guitar, friend drums.) Ellis and Tyler argue about not knowing songs, and I talk with another friend of mine, Elijah, about the Safety Dance.

I am in English class, and a substitute teacher yells at a classmate of mine who always quotes Shakespeare.
Somehow I end up in an unidentified computer lab, taking a Math final with people who aren't in my class. I distinctly remember my actual math teacher. We don't really do anything.

My friend Elijah and I walked downstairs into the kitchen. I saw a commercial for what I thought was a Nintendo remake of the N64 (An earlier discussion of me and Elijah in real life), but turned out to be some dumb special edition magazine thing. He mentions a party at his friend's house. (Note this passive control). I say "Oh, doesn't he live next door?". He thinks, and says yes. (Once I awoke I realized that his friend does not live even close to next door.) I see my parents, and the four of use walk into the park.
Here the scene changes.

I am now sitting in the back passenger's seat of an SUV. My parents (Who knows where Elijah went) say they will be back in a second. I see my Dad's friend drive by and wave. Then, a middle aged man I've never seen before jumps in and starts the car. He floors the gas, and I try to yell but nothing comes out. When he finally slows down for a little at a red light, I barrel roll out of the car. He heard me take of my seat belt, and leaps after me. Here I become lucid, and lose a good amount of vividness. The last thing I remember was facing him in comic book style fashion. I did a nose plug RC and woke up.

Cylon Reconnaissance 6/13/11

I was part of a Two-Man recon mission from Galactica to a planet (probably Kobol). My partner was a female. I think we came down in a Raptor, but I don't recall the beginning that well. We were walking through some dense jungle/forestry, and soon found ourselves at the edge of a cliff, and we dropped down into the grass for cover.

The female pulled out a large sniper rifle, and I took out binoculars to aid her. There were a few of Cylons (human variety and toasters) in a clearing below. For some strange reason I wasn't able to assist her in targeting; I blanked. They soon saw us and we slid down the cliff side and into the valley, along the wall until we hit the tree line.

There were weapons all along the ground. My partner manage to pick up a working weapon. I however, picked up two sepearate weapons, neither of which were in working condition (Oh yeah, love my luck =P ). One of which looked like a longbow...I assumed it was an energy weapon, but apparently it was just a bow, or it was busted. The second was a sort of mechanical rapier, with a second blade running from the hand hard, and meet at the tip of the main blade.

We darted back into the cover of the woods and were running REALLY fast--inhumanly fast. I realized that WE were Cylons ourselves! (Twist!) The other cylons were a few yards behind us, firing at us, but missing. We leapt into the wreckage of another raptor and set a beacon (which marked the a target for Nuking from the ship in orbit) and were "beamed up" to Galactica.

From this point, it switched to a movie style dream...I saw the other Cyclons looking at the beacon apathetically just as a massive mushroom cloud appeared, shockwave and all. It was pretty intense. After that, it switched to President Rosland doing something...the dream got a bit illogical after that.

Last night I had two dreams. I went to sleep at around 12:30 AM and woke up at 4 AM, went to sleep again to be woken at 8:30 AM.
In the first, I was taken through a series of what ifs? of my own life, in backwards chronological order. What if I had said different things during the day? What if I had never met my first girlfriend? What if my best friend had succeeded, and broke me and my current girlfriend up? What if I had never met my best friend? What if I had never been born? Everything was surprisingly realistic, and I thanked my lucky stars some of the things went the way they did, because the alternatives were just plain awful.
I woke up at 4 and attempted to WBTB but failed. I fell asleep and slipped in to a dream. It was the previous day (yesterday) and first I saw my best friend and my girlfriend talking outside. I know he is trying to get us to break up, and I ran at him to try and stop him, but he punched me out.
I came to seated around a table with 3 of my friends, including the one who had punched me out. Dream Logic dictated that I shouldn't yell at him or go at him again, so we went in to a conversation about my girlfriend. He said she told him she wanted to break up. This caused me to cry out in sadness, which apparently I did so loudly that I woke myself up. I continued to scream, until I suddenly realized I was awake.
I attempted to go to sleep again but I could not, the sun was up.

I haven't posted here in a while, but I finally had my first lucid in over 5 months!! It's written in notes since I don't like taking the time to flesh out my dreams into narratives, but it gives you the main idea. I might just start posting only my lucids on here or something.

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[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]3) walking down hallway in huge building (same as building in 4, 5, 6, 7, 8?), trying to catch up to NA and JF, see them, go into a different room with a bed, then keep going down hallway, lots of kids my age in a classroom, NA and JF there, [/COLOR][COLOR="#DC143C"]i tell them we're dreaming, they're shocked, i say yeah, we're dreaming so we can do whatever we want, i pinch my nose to prove it to myself, i need to calm myself down, rub hands together? i explain to the people in the room that this is all a dream, we can do whatever we want, we should do something, more and more people are figuring it out, start getting up and walking around confusedly[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"][/COLOR][/INDENT]

galantamine 8g
choline 500mg
melatonin 1mg

wake @ 3:30am
sleep @ 6:00am
wake @ 7:45 am

Astarius and the Whiny Vampire-thing

-I was lucid, in a bedroom by myself. I was trying to stabilize in the dream, and it was really dim. I was rubbing myself all over and saying, "I am lucid, the world is vivid" over and over. I got out of bed, and saw a small black creature on a long chain, on the bed. It looked like my sister's small dog, but I couldn't be sure. I wanted to let it go, but I didn't know what it was so I kept trying to get the lights on, saying, "lights on" and "I have the vision of the eagle" over and over, and finally tried to use the light switch, which didn't work. (Note to self: try "vision of the owl" or "night vision" in the future)

- I was becoming lucid, and realizing I was surrounded by a crowd of shadows pressing in on me. I stood up to one guy, and was asking him, "what do you represent? what do you want? do you have a gift for me?" I backed him against a wall, turns out he didn't have a gift for me so I pulled a ruby out of my heart and gave it to him. We were kind of at a standstill, and I asked, "God, what do I do with this person?". A ceramic mask appeared over the guys eyes, we both felt relieved, he said "thank you". I walked to the front of the house and came to a window. I carefully pressed on the window and it maybe cracked slightly but I dove through it pretty easily and flew out.

-Lucid - I was flying around and asked the dream to "show me something important". I was transported to a room where a (guy?) with a slight build was lying in fetal position on the floor, facing me, dressed in black. He started to tell me some kind of story about helplessness, and he bared his teeth which looked like vampire teeth...he started to tell me about how he "had" to be a vampire, he had no choice, some really whiny poor-me story. Then he bit my index finger on my right hand and latched on. I tried to shake him off by slamming him against the floor and the wall...and then I called out, "ASTARIUS!" The wall in front of me opened up and Astarius appeared and with his usual amazingly bright smile and attitude, said, "YES!" I held my hand out to him with the thing stuck to it which was becoming mush by that time and I was realizing it was not as it seemed...and asked him, 'what do I do with THIS?" and he pulled out a tissue and said, "let me help you with that, it's just a little sumpin' sumpin'. I expressed gratitude and appreciation for him and told him I'd let him get back to bed (he was dressed similar to the way he always dresses, except it looked like he was in jammies pattern).

Still lucid - Flying on - I tried to fly up into the black night sky. I couldn't get very far so I called an angel for help, as usual an angel never came so I just started wondering if some part of me would help me. A guy who looked a lot like Taylor zoomed alongside me and helped me fly and I asked him what he represented. He said something like "your bioelectric system" or something. He had a blue rubber headgear that looked like a superhero costume. He told me that "it is IMPERATIVE that you continue to take physical action", which I agreed, I understood it to be connected to something I thought of for solstice, as well as being kind of lazy about sitting back and waiting for the universe to hand me things. We flew to an ice rink where people were ice skating, and I remembered I had ice skated before and liked it and didn't suck too bad.

Flying around somewhere else later - I arrived at a building that had an opening to the right and spiral steps carved into the building going in and down, a purple light was glowing from the center. I thought of it as "Astarius's place". I tried to get in through the stairs, but they did an Alice in Wonderland on me and changed and got smaller and smaller or I got bigger, and couldn't fit. So I tried to get in through another entrance, the wall opened up to reveal something that looked like a desk, and there were boxes of pens in UV pastels all laid out. I was trying to dive in through without messing up the order, and tried to dive in but it was a little solid and so I tried moving everything out of the way telekinetically and stacking it all to the side and diving it, for some reason I don't think I made it in.

The theme of todays dreams were catastrophes.

I am riding a bike with Marek and Martin. We are running away in front of something. Its at night, everything is dark. We come to some area that is surrounded by wire fences, but its all damaged and from the mark on the ground I can see that people were cycling and walking through the gaps in the fence. We ride in, but M&M are saying that the area is for depositing radioactive waste. There are trees around and behind them there is a large field looking like a dumping place. Its raised up some 2 meters or so. Guys dont want to be there and cycle away, but I want to have a look. I go on the field but there is nothing much to see. I get back to my bike and see that the tires are almost flat. I start pumping them up. I am not happy about it. The I hear some noise and look up. I see a wall, made of marble or so and to it there is a bed connected. It looks creepy. Its all set up and in the corners the are some columns. Before I start wondering how did it appear there, just above the bed the wall opens, like slides apart. There is a TV set with some news on. I watch the news and see the reporter talking about tornados in UK. There are images of the tornados and strong wind lifting various material from the ground. There is an image of a couple that is holding on to something. Then they are taken by the wind. But the couple is confessing, thus they must have survived, and the girl is describing how strong the wind is and how she tried to hold on to he boyfriend but he couldnt hold on to the pine or what ever it was. But they survived.

Next:
I am standing in the middle of a little square, with grass. Its raised up some 2 meters above the road level. I can se houses around. It all happens very quickly, I just appear in the middle of the scene. There is a large yellow crane-truck. (this must have projected from one of the previous days as I saw one of those cranes when I was running, it reminded me of my friend and I also wondered how it could lift such heavy loads). Next to the truck there is a green pillar and there is a woman on it some 3-4 m high. Then suddenly the truck starts moving forward, but not fluently. Jumping like. The woman starts screaming and banging on the truck. Suddenly as if I could see inside. There is a small child sitting and a man, but he seems to be asleep of dozing off behind the steering wheel. The child starts hitting him and he wakes up for a second. But the he falls asleep again and the crane keeps moving forward. It goes closer and closer to the edge of the square. I notice that the crane gid is expended and if the crane falls the gid will hit the house opposite. There is a pub of a house with a balcony. The gid will hit the balcony I can see it. Then the crane falls, just the front vaults over and the gid tip hits the balcony, but no one gets hurt.