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I'm standing on the side of a road holding some kind of pad in my hands. A female voice speaks out to me and I say something about destroying our enemies. The rest is a blurr

Had a handful of sequences tonight, but I can only recall one:

I was on House's team; we had a patient with some condition that had us stumped. We were all off working various tests and I was discussing the case with Chase when I suggested the patient's problems may be the result of a genetic condition that's caused by an extra X or Y chromosome. We took this idea to House and for some reason testing this idea required us all to go down to an elaborate cave system below the hospital. We explore the cave a short ways in and talk about stuff, and at some point I went back up to the hospital to retrieve something and as I was about to go back down to the cave I noticed several suspicious looking people with guns enter the hospital through a back entrance. As I got back down to the cave I heard a PA announcement that the hospital was being taken over by terrorists. We discussed how we might hide from them in the cave, but House was convinced they'd search every inch of the cave and find us.

I'm living with my college roommate in a Covington city apartment. I'm going to a concert by The Dear Hunter, one of my favorite bands, but he's not coming along. I decide to walk, and as I do so I pass the library. There I run into two of my favorite high school teachers, Dr. C and Mr. G. We talk about music for a while, but then we go our separate ways. When I get to the venue, it's very crowded in line, and I have to wait for a while. When I get to the front, the bouncer tells me I can't bring my knife in, so I have to run back home to drop it off. The streets seem to change from what I know them in real life, and the distance must be more, for when I get back to the venue the band is done playing. The room is still crowded, but there is no music.

I was in the kitchen putting away groceries and I a large green snake. I told my Mom that I was going to go release it somewhere outside and she told me to be careful. When I picked it up, I realized it would have been safer to grab it by the head rather than the middle of it's body. As soon as I tried change the position of left hand, it lunged at my right and bit.

I felt a burning sensation in my hand that quickly spread up up my arm and through my body and then I went numb. I put the snake in a bag and then went over to the sink to wash the blood of my hand. I told my Mom that I was bit and she said something along the lines of "I told you so" and then she asked if it was poisonous. My vision soon went blurry and then I eventually went blind. I became disoriented for a few seconds and then I started having heat flashes. I also started cycling through emotions, one second I was furious and the next I felt terrified. After a few second of that, I was hit with the strongest high I've ever experienced and had to sit down to keep from passing out.

It felt like it had lasted hours but my Mom said it was a minute or two at most. My vision came back so I went to my computer to search up a bit of info on the snake to see if it was deadly. I read that the effects of it's poison were only temporary and that it wasn't lethal so I relaxed and went back to the kitchen, wondering what I should do with the snake.

I woke up soon after.

I was sitting on my couch, at the living room. I stood up, and looked at a digital clock on the table. We never had such a clock. I looked at it, looked back and looked at it again.
The time had changed, I realised I was dreaming. I went outside. My father went past me. He had to take my sister to classes. I went outside, and stood in front of my garden. I attempted to fly, by jumping and opening my arms. But it didn't work. Another faceplant, just like in my first LD. I got out of my garden, and walked down the street. I was really sad because I couldn't fly, so I decided to materialize a flying carpet. I closed my eyes and imagined a carpet. Opened my eyes, and there it was. I stood on the carpet and it started raising. I flew above my neighbours house, and they were startled. I flew down the street and woke up

This is a repost because the original was lost in the site crash.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

June 6, 2011: I am partially lucid. I see Jacqui and I tell her to go do something. As she walks away she says "Here I go, against my will."

Then I am inside a shopping place, where there are long tables with lots of pizza. As I eat pizza I try to remember the tasks I wanted to do. Nothing comes to me.
I see someone and say to her that I had something to ask her. But then I just continue eating pizza. I eat until I am full.

I step outside, in an alley, and remember my task involving stars and the moon. But it is raining and all I see is clouds. I feel like I really have to poop. A goat person (like Pan) comes at me and I possibly kick him.

Back inside, I am looking for a bathroom. Then I wake up.


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Lucid, and partially remembering my task, I try to put a moon in the sky by lifting a car light into the sky. Then I see the moon in the sky, so I think it sort of worked.
Then I am inside the house, looking out a window. I want to make stars in the sky, but it is bright and sunny outside.

I attempt making the sky darker. I am straining, as if it is difficult to do. I realize I am making it harder to do than it needs to be, and I try a more relaxed approach, like it is easy for me to change day into night. But it doesn't seem to work.

I lose some lucidity and I am naked except for a towel. My brother and his friend show up. I pinch my nose and realize I am still dreaming.
I tell my brother and his friend that this is a dream. I want them to be lucid too. I try to prove it by pinching my nose and breathing through it at the same time, while explaining how the reality check technique workds. I very clearly close my nostrils tight with both hands, and still breath easily through my nose.

They don't seem to understand at first. Then my brother tries it. It doesn't seem to work for them. He ends up blowing snot on himself, then he gets angry, thinking it was a trick, and he chases me.

I was at school in free block with Niki and dressed in a long shirt with black leggings, which was very odd for me because I never wear anything like that. I was trying to be fashionable or something. But I also had this long underwear type long sleeve black shirt under my regular blue shirt, which made it look weird. I asked katelyn if I should take the black long sleeve off and she said I should, so I went to the bathroom to change but there was a really long line and a bunch of popular girls were waiting in front of me. We still had about half an hour left of free block, but it as the hour was drawing to an end, I was still waiting in line. A male gym teacher was in the bathroom also for some reason, I think it was Mr. Huber from middle school. He was handing out passes for people to fill out so they wouldn't be late to their next class. I didn't think I would need one, until the bell rang and I finally got into one of the stalls to change. It was extremely small in the stall and the back of my legs kept touching the seat of the toilet because it was just too cramped to not touch anything. It was really grossing me out, since I'm a bit of a germaphobe. It took forever to change because I had like 4 shirts on and when I finally got done changing it was 5 minutes into the start of the next class. I took a pass and filled it out and went to my locker before going to my math class with Aub. It was taking such a long time that I was scared that the teacher wouldn't believe me that I came from the bathroom. After awhile of fumbling around at my locker I saw Aub walk by with the class and she said they were going somewhere, so I joined along and got back on track.

This guy named Yotam was in my dream last night. I went to beeed.. aroounnd.. 2 or 2:30AM. I know I turned my alarm off a few times and actually got up at 10:30AM. Let's do this.

So I'm still in school, but it's the last day of the year and everyone is leaving. I have a feeling it was college because we were in dorms and I was packing a bunch of clothes. I saw Yotam walk by my door, which was open, and his hair was down to his shoulders (and he looked awfully depressed). I yelled for him to come back and he did and I started going on about how great his hair looked. He seemed pretty sheepish about it but also glad I complimented him. I was under the impression that no one really liked it or he'd been made fun of and generally had a bad year, for other reasons, too. He then started asking me if I wanted to hang out/go to his house/play games/whatevs' and I had the feeling he was kind of trying to ask me out. I said something about how that was a great idea and I just needed to finish packing.

[transitiooon]

I'm in a bathroom, I'm pretty sure it's Yotam's because he's in the shower. I was just like.. brushing/drying my hair or something, maybe washing my face. I know he was talking to me the entire time but I can't remember what he was saying. I was in a good mood, though. I guess he was saying something nice.

[another empty transition]

I can see Yotam across the street. I'm standing outside a house and he's surrounded by guys who are about to beat him up, possibly over his long hair or something equally stupid. I ran over to help but don't remember getting there. I do kind of remember seeing him on the ground getting kicked, though.

[some kind of transition, again]

I was walking around the house and caught a glimpse of my hair, which was still kind of wet from a shower I had and it was plastered to my forehead and drying in a really weird way. It was on the verge of being a bad mullet and I was like, "Oh man, I need to cut my hair." so I cut it and ended up making it look even more like a bad mullet. Parts of it would be sopping wet and then suddenly be dry and I couldn't cut anything properly because it was switching from wet to dry. It didn't look as bad when I blow dried it.

I was flying around a tropical island.
When I landed, I became lucid. I thought "Well, if this is a dream, I can do whatever I want"
I decided to fly. I tried to fly again because when I was flying I wasn't lucid and I didn't feel how good it was. I open my arms, then I jump, but somewhy it didn't work, I faceplant the floor.
Woke up

[This was lost in the server crash ]

May 31, 2011

D1: Lame "Heavy Metal Thunder" Cover
D2: [Limey, cut]
D3: Remmaried from M to Laina
D4: Knights challenge the household, and I think 'steampunk'
Wake during, half-asleep for the latter half of.



D1
Second Person: I think and perceive as myself, but can see me directly in front of my vantage point. I=you

'You' [Elliot] are at a small concert with about forty people in the audience.
The stage is also relatively small, canopied, and has been constructed on some sort of blacktop or parking lot. You can't see it but somehow you know that there is either a strip-mall or Casa Bonita [I had recently been there] behind it.
Onstage is a four-piece rock band, and they are doing a watered-down version of Messiah Prophet's "Heavy Metal Thunder". In all honesty, you don't think they're doing a very good cover, and the middle-aged guy next to you concurs with the statement that they aren't any good at all. You sigh with consideration and defend the music in saying that it's metal-ish enough, mainly because you're just happy to hear it being played at all.

The total detail wasn't very deep (think "Waking Life" level of clarity), and I could tell while dreaming that this dreamworld/dreamset was particularly small. A couple hundred feet left and right, a hundred behind, and no further than the building behind the stage forward.



D2
[Because of limey content (I'm a guy, deal with it), I'm not posting this one. Really, I'm hoping to just forget it.]



D3
Third Person

The gist of this dream is that I had been married to M (name withheld 'cause she might be joining DV), but she had died, and, for whatever reason (not clear within the dream), I was to marry this other person I know. Let's call her Elizabeth.
Probably the oddest thing about the whole dream was that nobody, even Liz and I, cared about the fact that she something like twenty-five and I'm seventeen. Actually, I'm pretty sure I was younger in this dream, about fifteen. Either way, the thing that had me tied up in knots was whether or not I could really love Liz. In the dream, as in real life, I don't know her really well, though we get along quite well.
I can recall that at this point (if you can call it that) in the dream, I am in a church classroom of sorts, modern, and furnished, and I'm sitting in a chair near one end of the room, agonizing over whether or not to go through with the wedding. It's set for a few days out, at this point.
I'm finally able to resolve the dream when my father comes in and asks me a question regarding my commitment. I can't quite remember the exact phrasing (and, boy, do I wish I could!), but the effect of his short question was, "Are you willing to work hard to make your love to Liz grow and mature to what it needs to be in marriage?". Except he somehow was able to say all that in about five words. Just like he does in real life.
Either way, when I considered that, I was able to finally realize that, yes, I could do that. I said as much in reply to dad's question, he smiled and left the room, and that was the end of the dream.


D4
First person

This whole dream, because of the intricacy of it, is a bit fuzzy as to what I’m doing in it sometimes.
I’m at my house and the setting is kind of weird. It’s like my grad party (sort of), but there is a light on the horizon both to the west and to the east, as if it was dawn and dusk at the same time.
I’m running around with a friend (no clue who), playing something like tag, when we run into the front yard (it’s on the east side of the house), and stop where we are. In front of us, about a hundred-or-more feet away, are knights, I’m not sure exactly how many, I think six of them. Off to their right, my left, riding astride with the group but about fifteen feet away is another. They all are decked out in crusader-style armor, black, with dull trim on some suits, and their visors are down. The right (my perspective) knight of the center two has more frills than the others. He has red ribbon trim on his horse, and his visor has four vertical slits, unlike the two horizontal ones on the other knights. He was also the only one with a lance, and there was a banner flying from the tip of it (he had it upright), though the knight off to the north had a pole and banner.
Let me say at this point that I live about eight miles from town, and on the other side of the gravel road that passes by our front lawn is nothing but a field. To the north (left from my current perspective in the dream) is a woods, and off to the right (south) is another house we rent out (called the white house, ‘cause it’s white) and the driveway.
Like so: /\
E
<N+S>
W
\/
The road
================================================== =================
TTTTT ||
TTTTT ||
TTTTT Front Yard ||
TTTTT ||
TTTTT _____________ ______________ ||
TTTTT |My House | | White | ||
TTTTT | | | House | || <Driveway
TTTTT | | | | ||
TTTTT | _________| | ___________| ||
TTTTT | | |_| ||
TTTTT | |_____ //
TTTTT | | //
TTTTT | Garage |================================//
TTTTT |________|

Anyways, the knights ride up to within twenty feet of the house, and the leading knight speaks, challenging the household to fend off his troop of knights, implying that he has many, many more knights than the five-and-one with which he’s riding. They turn and ride off.
The funny thing is, I can remember what his voice sounded like, but not his exact wording. Hmm.
I run over to the front porch, looking for something to retaliate against the knights-to-come with and notice what I think is a box of fireworks. When I go to it, though, it turns out to be just some empty packing boxes. The idea stays with me, however, and I tell myself that I’ll need to run into town to get a bunch of them to shoot at the knights. Yep, that’s right. My though process said “Get fireworks to shoot at the knights” and didn’t even think to use them to spook the horses. I didn’t even think of using the two-dozen-plus guns we have laying around. (And the 30-30 would have been effective, too.)
I’m thinking along those lines as I run back to get a car when the idea of charging at the knights with the various vehicles we have around here pops into my head. I like that idea, and, deciding to work out that plan, say aloud to myself “Yeah, I’ll be a steampunk!”
The only reason I can think of now for me considering myself a steampunk for this plan is because it involved cars and gunpowder (fireworks), not computers. Go figure.

I wake up, mostly, at this point as I’m running back to the garage to get a car. I let (of kind of make) myself fall back asleep, and the scenario slowly starts to formulate again.

I’m still standing where I had stopped running to declare myself a steampunk and I take off running again. When I get to the garage, it’s loaded full of vehicles we have had in the past. Sandwiched in between them all, and at a rather odd angle, is the Subaru dad used to drive to work. I get in and somehow get it out of the garage with ease. As I’m driving it around to get it positioned at the front yard, I notice that it’s almost stalled multiple times in the short time I’ve been driving it. The clutch and tranny also seem to be terribly sluggish, and suddenly I realize that I must be driving the old Subaru we used to have that looks exactly like the other one. (Not a dream warping of memory/reality, we really did have two identical Subaru Impresas.)
I park the car between the two houses and my brother (Et) comes up to the window (I had rolled it down, I think) and told me basically what I had just figured out. I get out and start to go to get the other Subaru, but Et says he’ll get it for me and says he has something to show me.
We go to the inside exterior corner of the white house and he shows me how, at the bottom of the drainpipe of the rain gutter there is smoke or smog or fog coming out of it. He tells me that he’s set up an engine on the roof to make the smoke, and I really like the idea.
Somehow it didn’t occur to me that the drain was on the wrong side of the house.
At this point, I turned to walk to the front lawn, but I was effectively awake by the time I got there.



Yes, that's a pretty wacky bunch of plots for the first set of dreams I've had in over a year, but hey. I guess I'm just unique.

It was the last day of school again, only school was in some kind of big hotel. I ran out to deliver a letter to someone. They lived in a little white house just across the road, and when I knocked on the door a woman invited me in and gave me some chocolate chip cookies. I think I ended up forgetting to give her the letter.

Something later about walking through a huge, dirty building that looked like it was about ready to fall apart. In one room, someone was watching Pirates of the Caribbean.

I can only remember fragments this morning (umm afternoon). I can just barely remember one little detail, and then it just slips away. Here's what I do remember though:
The first dream that comes to mind I was in my old school, but it looked like my current school. I said hi to the teachers and ran towards these small rooms. In one of them was 2 kids that I'm very good friends with now. I hugged them and thats where it gets a bit fuzzy. The next thing I can remember in this dream is being in my old school assembly hall, and all the popular girls who didn't like me were writing my name twice on a small piece of paper. Another one of my friends was with them but she didn't go to my school. She had written my name down too. Apparently it was a good thing so I wrote her's twice on a piece of paper as well. I can't remember much more. Just fragments of all my theatre friends being there and running after and trying to talk to one of them thats mad at me right now. She won't talk to me in real life either.
The next dream I was in this huge mansion. This was a big dream, I wish I could remember more. I do remember this strange writing on the wall. It looked like a mix of chinese characters and the greek alphabet. This man explained to me that it was ancient english. I vaguely remember something happening upstairs. Thats where I forget.

Nondream - Lucid - Nonlucid

I sadly didnt get lucid this time, was hoping for three nights in a row..
Oh well, I actually went to sleep alot later than usual.
I was pretty tired,
I even woke up at 5 like usual, but I fell right back asleep.
I had a bunch of dreams, but I only remember this last one,
darn recall.

Im inside a house, surrounded by family and some friends(who I dont know in RL, but I guess i do in the dream).
We're all getting ready to go somewhere.
My mom seems pretty stressed,
she's making sure all of us have everything we need packed.

We all have everything and start leaving the house,
Im one of the last ones to get out,
Im helping my grandma who has a hard time walking.
She gets through so I leave,
as I walk out there's some chick sitting near the doorway,
she's one of the friends who're going with us(dont actually know her)

She's wearing a really creepy black and white mask,
she's also playing a ukulele, just sitting there.
I freak out for a second seeing her mask,
I dont want to show her I got scared,
so I just motion for her to come get in the car with all of us.

She shakes her head,
she takes off her mask and says "Its okay"
She's around the same age as me, but alrighhhht then.
I walk towards the car,
take one last look at her,
"Your mask scared the Hell out of me!!"
She just laughs and says "Did it?"
Or something like that, im not sure if I replied or not,
She seemed kinda different from the regular DCs, wonder who she was.

We're now all going to the place we're supposed to go,
(I dont actually know where that is..)
We're all in some kind of tour car, kinda like this:


Except there was no roof, well, there was a roof, but only over the back half of the car,
oh and it was alot longer.
Actually there wasnt any driver in front either, actually I was in front,
I guess the car was just moving on its own.

We're driving down a beach,
there's a tour guide standing on the car's roof,
telling us about special offers we should go for ASAP. Please.
We keep driving down, its really sunny,
the beach is right next to us on our left.
And to our right is a bunch of buildings, probably stores and hotels, the scene looks pretty sweet.

The guides telling us about activities we can do,
and well they're not something I'd do..
One of them is where you go on some kind of speed boat,
it goes as fast as it can, and you DIVE off the back of the boat.
While its speeding. I'll pass.

We actually see some people doing this "activity"
And all the guys on the tour car start getting pumped, yelling "I WANNA DO THAT"

Oh yeah, the people in the car have completely changed,
I dont know them anymore, my families not in there either.

Suddenly, the car, and all of us, are inside a mall.
Its pretty busy, I see a bunch of people everywhere,
but they dont seem to notice the packed tour car driving around.

The tour guides gone, and its just us,
we're all sortve in control of the car now.
We go around the mall, and we get to this Huge glass wall,
The guys in the back of the car thought it would be fun to smoosh the people in the front of the car against the glass wall,
Wait.. Im in the front.
They start pushing us against the glass wall,
we all laugh, even i laugh at first

They do it a few times and stop,
then our group just disperses.
Everyone starts leaving, and even the car disappears.

Then some guy shows up,
he's pretty big, but not buff big, but fatass big.
He's white btw, but he has some kind of afro mixed with dreadlocks.
He looks like he's looking for a fight.

I dont remember how exactly, but he starts messing with me..
And I get PISSED.
He keeps messing with me, but I dont wanna get in trouble for a fight.
I hate this guy.
At one point he turns around and gives me this dumb look,
I yell at him to turn around again, he does
.. And I freaking wake up. PISSED.
My hearts racing.. If only I went lucid.. Hate dreams like that

Dream day3 jun 16
All the java developers in my office were there in my dream. We all live in a society and I am a néw joiner. I dunno if I am a working or student. Some of them r nice to me some try to take a test and trbl me. They'd ring my bell n disappear. To test if I wud be staying or wud run. Then I am transported to village kind of place where there are huts and bonfires. There they hide behind the houses and poke at me. Can't remember after this.

Dream2
in process. Looks like continuation of drm 1.
I Get some hypnotic jerks. We're in some kind of a science lab or something maybe a lab where they teach ld. While were waiting we bitch abt the teacher and also wrote down a formal complaint in our copies. She reads them n gets offended and said she will take an action. Asks all of us to leave.

Drm 3
. We somehow abuse or complain abt the teacher and she/he gets pissed. Then she is taking the entire class through a busy market to punish us. Looks like a tour thru Macau.

Drm 4
My friend shikha Bedi wins a contest in which she's made the president of India. Her parents move into the big palacial house. But their room is old n pathetic. I book my tickets to go see her. There is a lot of rush and I somehow make it to the counter. Finally I get the ticket I go and try to meet her. She does meet me and I tell her that her parents should be moved to a better place and she is very lucky all she has to do is whistle and there will be a limo waiting for her outside. She said yes and she whistles and there comes a limo outside. Pretty funny eh.

3:48 I rem being briefly lucid in a park like grissom with jessica. Im walking with jessica in the park and i believe i fail reality check several times but something keeps making me want to until i start to notice i have six fingers. I almost didnt notice as i was just looking at my hands and not counting at first, but it looked like too many fingers so i counted. I still had a little doubt from the times it failed but the reality check then consistently gives six fingers so i know im dreaming.

When i realize it i start getting a little too excited, the excitement seems to come in like three intense waves before i finally start walking and rub my hands together and keep it from fading. I start trying to do the first thing that comes to my mind which turns out to be shooting a ball of lightning up into the air. I imagined energy flowing to my hands and then thrust them foward but it did not work. I tried using sound effects but that didnt help either. I try a few times but with no success decide to try and fly. I do the energy thing and thrust my hands towards the ground hoping to send me in the air but i just stay there.

When i do this jessica kind of copys me and makes noises moving her hands too which was pretty funny. I rem jessica was talking to me during this all as well but i was just kind of ignoring her. After trying for a while I started listening to something she said but cant rem. I dont rem past this so i must have lost lucidity because i didnt wake up right after this dream.