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I am in the town where I grew up (bramcote, nottingham) I remember rounding a corner that was on my school route and seeing my old school, people were flocking to it, soooo many people, it was mental. I watched a car drive up and struggle through the masses, i think to myself "how does someone drive through THAT!?"

I look down and realise i am in my car, i instantly wish i wasn't. i didnt want to try and drive through all those people.

All of a sudden i am on school grounds i enter through two red double doors and walk through another set of doors to the foyer. Im looking around as i walk, i can see the hall and i can see people sitting in reception, they are talking about me. i make my way over to the college students common room, nobody is there. i walk to the art block and there is a class filing in as i arrive, i wander if it is mine?
I find the teacher and to my surprise she is smokin' hot, Bright red, long hair, glasses, pale skin... Petite body. I look her up and down and smile, and start asking her who is in her class. I realise that this is not my class and make an excuse to get away, she follows me outside smiling and asks me to do a favour for her, to get get something. I tell her "if i have a free period, and it turns out i have no lesson i definitely will" She smile and winks at me, I think to myself "omg!", smile and walk away.

I decide to head over to the other side of school. i walk past the science block and over to the tennis courts, im walking really slowly... i dont think i care how late i am. I bump into somebody that i do not know, he tells me im in his class and we are late for english, we'd better hurry. I tell him to "chill out". At this point i suddenly remembered a game that would be played at our school. Where an entire year (grade, or whatever) picked one person and chased them, when they caught up. they usually just piled on them (it was horrible and mean, i always hated it.) just as i was thinking about the game, a fight broke out up on the hill, just pasts the tennis courts im in now. I could see it clearly. One of the girls broke off from the group and within seconds was being chased by a huge crowd of people. I giggle and follow this guy to our class.

To get there we must walk up soooo many stairs, it was just like my school. although, our english class was taking place on the maths floor, which i thought was strange at the time.

As we entered the classroom the teacher was distracted, we slip into the room undetected and find seats. I see a really nice looking girl who smiles at me, shes really pretty but nobody seems to notice her. I smile back, she blushes.
The teacher introduces himself (this wasnt my old english teacher, somebody else, a man, around 45ish)
I zone out and do no work for the entire lesson and all of a sudden its over, hes coming round to check everyones work. I panick. He comes to me and i flinch as he picks up my workbook. "You've done nothing all lesson!!!" he shouts. I quickly reply "i know, but i was planning on doing this at home".
He lets me off and i look up and see the girl again, this time i smile first, i say goodbye. She just smiles at me.

i left school and it was suddenly night, i was at a house party and i was trying to score some weed. All that was available were harder drugs and i didnt want to take them.
I walk inside a house, the room is small, with a little railing, i notice that there are stairs going....down? this whole house it turns out, was a HUGE underground complex, though the floor was sometimes un-level like a funhouse or something, there were many sections to this house and the deepest one was the size of a shopping centre. It was crammed with people. i manage to score some weed, im really happy about that and just want to leave this weird place now.

I walk out of the door, its dark and raining... On the way out i see a girl, she introduces herself and is quite friendly at first. She begins preaching about god and christianity... I didnt like this. ( i believe a person believes what he or she believes and you shouldnt try to change their minds). After a while of me arguing against her random rants she seemed to be convinced that i was evil. We were walking on the pavement, i see the bricks of the houses we are walking past. ive finally had enough of this girl, and she seems to be getting more and more frightened of me. I decide to scare her a little so she will go away.
I say calmly and quietly so only she can hear, "Evil am i?..." i grin savagely and take a step towards her. She is startled by my sudden movement and backs out onto the road and looks terrified. at this point i cannot see myself but wander what i look like to make her look this scared. i think to myself that should be enough to make her leave me alone, but in the distance i see a huge SUV speeding up the road towards her. I take a step forward to try and pull her back to the pavement, back to safety. But she screams and jumps backwards. Right into the SUV's path... It hits her and there is blood everywhere. I didnt mean for this to happen and i was upset. I think to myself "OH SHIT!!!..." .... Then suddenly i don't care any more, i decide im taking too long. I want to get back to smoke my prize, and i need to meet someone.

- Suddenly its the next day, im at school again. This time i see an old school friend, lets call him S.F. i am so shocked to see him here that i instantly walk over and sit next to him. He is having an argument with another old school friend, B.F. (no relation) about some girl at that party i was at. I sit down and say hello.
I turn around and see the girl who always smiles at me, is sitting right behind me. She smiles, seductively at me this time, i smile back and wink but she blushes instantly. I smile again and turn around, not wanting to cause her embarrassment.

The lesson starts and we get into a debate (like we used to in my classes.) I notice that the teacher is getting really preachy again and it annoys me. I notice the similarity between him and the girl from after the party. The debate continues and i try to stay out of it (often my opinions are not the same as everyone elses in the class, which is true in the waking world, i tend to keep my opinions to myself)

The teacher starts pressing me about my beliefs and i tell him i do not want to discuss them, also that i shouldn't be forced to. The teacher angry and presses me further, i tell him "i dont believe in god!" - this is not entirely true, i believe in some higher entity but i dont think of it like the bible would describe - i see how angry he is at my statement, i smile and decide to take it further. "thats right, i dont believe in god and i think that religion is the main excuse when someone powerful decides that people are in his/her way and needs them dead! i admire religions like Buddhism and Hinduism as they are inherently peaceful.
Another kid in the class asks me "surely though, you dont think Christians are evil" i reply with "of course not, thats just the kind of generalisation i am dead against" i explain that im against the religion or its followers, i am against how the text can be perceived and used to slaughter thousands, just like in the crusades. Then i finish it off with "Besides, none of this matters, this is a dream anyway!" I look back at my teacher and give him a smug grin.
He screams with rage and lunges towards me. I have no clue what to do so i just LEG IT!
I smash through the classroom door, the teacher hot on my heals. I can hear him behind me. I shoulder-barge my way through the double doors that lead to the stairs. i think to myself " i need to get down the stairs quickly" i note that each flight of steps is quite high up. I reach the first step and leap, grabbing the railing for stability in the air. I land and turn, ready for the next set of steps. This time i decide to use the wall and run down that, so grabbing the railing again, i throw my legs from under me and use the wall to run down. I get down the stairs SO quickly, i can hear the teacher screaming in the distance. I get to the bottom of the stairs turn, and head for the red double doors i came through. i push my arms forward and the doors swing wide open, a bright white light blinds me and i wake up.

Even though in this dream i Said it was a dream, i wasn't actually lucid but was slightly aware the whole time.

I was in my basement. There were about 4 people with me. We just got back from some kind of fair. There was a bunch of stuff on the table, and a little girl was playing around with it. She mixed some blue liquid with some white powder, and went upstairs. I went upstairs as well, but I looked back to find blue goo flooding the basement and coming upstairs. I warned my brother who was in the living room, but he wouldn't listen. I ran into my room and grabbed the money from the little jar on the shelf above my bed, but as I was doing that I realized...


"what the heck... BLUE GOO? I'm totally dreaming!"
A smile spread across my face as I leaped through the window and began to fly. I got to this huge flat square of dirt with a street connected to it. I thought I would try to call my friend. I just kind of thought if him and next thing I know he was there.
I said "hey, can you teach my some awesome lucid powers?"
He said "sure, what do you want to know"
"teach me shapeshifting"
"No. I'm teaching you how to drive."
"But I want to learn sh-"
"I swear I will kill you"
"... Driving sounds fun."

The dream was getting unstable, so I figured I'd just Gi along with it. So off we went. I found this white car and got in. I floored it and was going at top speed. The feeling was awesome, until I got to a turn and completely wiped out. My car just appeared back on the track, though. I could hear my friend's voice saying "you should try turning."

... So I did. I drifted around the first turn, then another, then ran off the track into a muddy lake. But there was track under it so I drove right out. As I was driving along a straight road I decided I should wake up so I don't forget my dream.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a big room like a school gym. But there were bookshelves on some of the walls. The floors were covered with something like different-colored exercise mats. The exercise mats were maybe 1 meter long, 500cm wide, and 3cm thick. They seemed to fit with each other like floor tiles. I stood right inside this room, on the right wall, right near a door.

I walked out of the room. I was now in a smaller room. There were a good amount of people in the room, all engaged in a number of tasks with each other. The room was lit only by greyish natural light from windows somewhere.

I sat down in a school-type chair in front of two girls who also sat in school chairs. The girls looked very serious, as though they were giving me a job interview. But they were really cute and couldn't have been more than 13 years old.

As part of whatever interview-like process this was, I began showing the girls how I could sing a song. The song sounded like "Drops of Jupiter," by Train. But it was an older song than that one. I'm pretty sure it was a real song, but I don't remember the song. As I sang the song, I heard/felt it pretty vividly.

I sang lyrics that I'm pretty sure didn't match the actual lyrics of the song (if it was real and it wasn't just "Drops of Jupiter"). I pretty much had the lyrics memorized. But I wasn't sure I was getting them right.

So I pulled a newspaper page out. The page had the song lyrics printed on it. Some of the lyrics were printed in bold, possibly to highlight really important parts or really smart words in the song.

I think there was a point when I realized I didn't have the song fully memorized. But if I looked just a little bit at the paper, I could sing a long string of words. So I felt pretty sure I'd have the song memorized soon.

When I woke up, I actually remembered the tune and a couple small phrases. But they all melted away.

(Side notes: I actually spent part of yesterday evening walking through town and memorizing the song "Kurumi," by Mr. Children. I've listened to and sung along with the song enough times that I almost had it memorized, anyway. I actually thought I did have it memorized. So I was a little frustrated to see how many times I actually had to look at the lyrics.

Although, whenever I get frustrated, I also wonder why I'm my age and still getting frustrated over a rock song. Ugh... immature?)

Tonight I dreamt that I was in a small concert hall with supposedly the rest of my school. The rest of my class was playing music, and I was swetting heavily. Kids in the back of the hall were yelling annoying comments.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a couple of boring dreams last night.

04.30: Sleep

11.00: Dreams
*I'm at work and there's a fast flowing river nearby. I see some red plastic thingies floating around and decide to get them. I get in the water but don't expect it to be very deep. I fall over and is almost swept away. I grab the plastic and head back up.

Dream skips. I'm in the locker room with everyone. I turn the sauna on and everyone decides to get in. We fight over a spot and I get one at the top. I'm covering my body with a towel for some reason.

*I'm in my appartment. I step in something sticky outside of my closet. It's glue coming from the door. Monica comes over and we try to fix it. I have to glue a piece back but it won't stick. Four Linkin Park songs must be glued on there aswell, and I arrange them in order. When I touch the glue and put it on the songs, I can see who has downloaded them.

*I'm playing a real life version of WoW. I seem to be in a neighbourhood out on the country, and I can't find my way to where ever I was going. I take a road and can see several strong enemies up ahead. I just run through them on my horse but I get killed. I spawn at some big fountain and I accidentaly spawn up in the air, which makes me fall and die again. God damnit!

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: Lots of alcohol

That's it! Lots of dream for so little sleep and alcohol. Must have hit the REM rebound caused by the alcohol, cool.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

my theory was correct im a natural lol

so i went back to sleep as per my previous post just after smoking a joint.......im trying to WILD i woke up from last nights sleep with no results and was awake for around an hour.... so im lying in my bed on my side kind of in the recovery position, i start the finger tapping slightly, im counting in my head not 123 but 4+4 is 8, 8+8 is 16, 16+16 is 32 and so on........, pictures are becoming clearer (still not asleep) im feeling my eyelids heavy and realise i need to focus but not too much that i lose the feeling of this "neerly drugged" way. im having butterflies in my stomach (maybe the joint helped) i start to feel like im standin but i dont want to open my eyes incase im not yet in a dream so i try to rock back and forward and it was sort of like michael jackson the way i feel my feet planted and able to lean all the way down then back up. i feel confident enough to open my eyes, i know im in a dream as soon as they open im in my mums bedroom, i do a RC, finger goes straight through, i smile but try to stay calm, it starts to get black round the edges of my sight, RC hands rubbing together dont work that well,,, finger through the hand again... stable for now. i walk to the hall and my bedroom door is open i think about going in and pulling back the covers to see myself but decide against it incase i get excited/scared and wake up so i walk towards the stairs and when i get to the top my late dog max is at the bottom and jumps to his feet when he sees me. i sort of float down the stairs, not that i was making myself float, its just how i felt as i moved around the dream. i go into the living room and no one is there, my step dads computer is on with a game loaded that he plays alot. i hear noise from the speakers so i get closer, i pass the tv and then i hear the tv speakers, i cant hear wats being said through the speakers because they both drown each other out. i see a tin of sweets and as i stare at a small caramel BANG! no sooner am i lying awake in my bed with my eyes shut thinking I DONE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

it wasnt much at the time but its enough for me at this time

nada, still determined though. going back to sleep now and i will have a dream and remember it!

Lots and lots of recall, all from last night / this morning.

Fragments:

- I was in a movie theater, but when I looked up at the schedule of movies, there were instead some lucid dreaming classes being advertised. Should have reality checked >_<

- I was watching Djokovic-Federer at the French Open. John McEnroe was commentating, and he said something like "The timing of Djokovic's push (his win streak) couldn't have come at a better time for Federer," in terms of motivating him to win. He then said he thought Federer would win it all.

- I had a dream I was wearing some sort of body armor.

- I had a dream where I was in a hotel, in a large room I was sharing with a few family members. I went out a sort of window/door into a balcony-alleyway, but after walking around I got lost and couldn't find my way back to my room. The rest of the dream was about my quest to find my room, but I only remember flashes. There was an atmosphere of great tension and mystery about the dream, as if something was really wrong, but I can't quite remember what was going on. I remember being in a long corridor of rooms with numbers, and I had to try to guess which was the right one based on some clues. I also ended up going in a room where there were many computers set up, and participating in a kind of contest there.



#999:
Date: April 2nd, 2011
Length: 4 minutes

I'm in a sort of game where I'm a bad guy being hunted by the inhabitants of an island. I have a couple powers to escape them, like short-range teleportation. They have various vehicles and guns, and I'm basically just running for my life the whole time. The island has two parts -- a village where most people live, and another area which is more remote and has sort of an observatory, partly floating on water, and a dock. It's very early morning.

I get chased through the village, then I'm nearly sandwiched between two small armies, but manage to evade them by teleporting. Progressively I start getting hurt more and more, until it looks like I'm going to be killed. Just at that moment, the sun rises fully and I suddenly gain mechanical wings. I activate them immediately and fly off a cliff, evading the villagers who are extremely angry I got away. I start flying towards the observatory, looking for a good place to hide.

I end up landing in the water, and the dream fades out here. I may have gotten slightly lucid for a few moments.




#1000!!!:
Date: April 2nd, 2011
Length: 4 minutes

I'm in a small plane that my friend is flying, even though he has no training in this. For some reason we're flying to some place that's actually really close by. Anyways, we fly over a highway, and the ride is really shaky -- my friend doesn't really seem to be a good pilot. I keep telling him to be careful and we avoid colliding into a few things, but then we suddenly come up on a tall building and crash into it, unable to pitch up fast enough.

We apparently have several "lives" though, so we end up starting over again. I think we crash again. The third time around, the plane is different, and we're with another friend. The plane now seems very makeshift, composed of a bunch of long pieces of cloth held together by ropes and the like. We're also much higher in the sky. For a while we fly smoothly, but then we start going in circles in the air. My two friends argue for a while about how to fly the plane, then things stabilize for a few moments.

Eventually, the plane starts falling apart for some reason. I find myself stuck on a cloth platform above the main section of the plane, where the other two are. The place I'm at is collapsing, so I need to jump and land below without missing or falling off. I'm quite scared, but I finally do it. I jump down, but I don't make it perfectly and find myself hanging on for dear life. For some reasons my friends are casually taking their time, attending to other things in the plane and letting me hang there for a while before helping me up. I don't recall much after that, I think we arrived above some sort of island. I wrote something here about become lucid also, but I don't recall that?


Ahh, 1000+ dreams. Really happy to have made it to this many, it's really nice to be able to go and look back at all these dreams, I can still remember most of them when I read them. Of course, there are many more to come, hopefully with greater frequency and quality of lucids!

Yesterday i watched a documentary on the History (such a bullshit channel) channel about giants in folklore. 2day i dreamed about giants. I have a cold also and i kept waking up at night. Used these opportunities to try and WILD everytime i woke up. No luck. Good dreams tho, been weeks since i had these vivid dreams.

I dreamed i was at my family for a birthday or something. I was standing and watching a documentary being played on TV about some kind of bird deep inside a cave. I was pretty captivated by this docu for some reason.


It kinda looked like this but more ninja-birthlike less wizardlike

I am standing outside my elementary school. I'm taking sprints to get some speed then i jump up and fly for some moments. I do this for a while then when i got to the end of the street i saw that bird from the documentary and it was carrying a beautiful Rainbow disk/ring. I thought he was gonna give it to me but then the bird threw the rainbow into the air . Over the building across the road, the bird followed it. Then i took a sprint again and prepared for lift-off. Only this time i can not fly anymore. I keep trying and trying. I lose grip on the dream and wake up. (totally non-lucid, thought it was real life)

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

Notes:
You know when you have a dream, and it's in a complex location? And you know exactly what it looks like, but when you try to visualize it more strongly, the details don't come? And then you find it even harder to put it into words as time passes and you forget even the pieces you do know how to describe? That's what happened when I tried to remember and write this entry. At least this dream gave me an idea for a new dream plot. I've been thinking it may be fun to do an overarching plot in my lucids.

I was in my house, on the second floor in the hallway. In this hallway, there is a half-wall that opens up to the first floor, which you could see if you peered over it. If you look out towards the wall, there's also a big window that looks out the front of the house. Below this window is a large pair of white doors (the main entrance to the house), and basically a big room with plain beige walls and cream tile flooring. It was like this in the dream. However, I couldn't see outside the big window because while I could see the yellow light of the sun shining through, the glass appeared to have many, very small raindrops, almost like mist, on it. Like it was fogged up.

I became lucid here. This wasn't the first time I'd become aware that I was dreaming while in this location; it's happened a few times before. The lucidity wasn't particularly high, but it was high enough to have some sense of dream control.

"Yeah! I'm dreaming!" I exclaimed, as per always. Then I put my arms straight at my side, shoulders back slightly, and bent my wrists so that my palms were perpendicular to the ground, my fingers tilted more behind me than to the side. This was the flight position for the Iron Man suit, my main method of flight. For this, I already imagine that I'm in the suit, just to save dream time. I imagined the flight stabilizers turning on and the rockets under my feet to begin going.

Nothing.

"Fuck," I complained. "...Forgot to turn the button on," I finished, improvising wildly, trying not to get disconcerted because I knew it would make dream control twice as hard. I pushed a random area of the suit, not feeling a button, but only imagining the feeling of it being pushed in. The button I pushed was located on my right shoulder. I tried to take off again, with more conviction than before, and it worked - I took off. The half-wall was now gone (who knows when that happened; I hadn't been paying attention), and the window had opened like a garage door. The glass and frame was now perpendicular to the ground, at a 90^o with the ceiling. Outside, I saw a huge forest with two big empty patches. Behind the forest were mountains. From where I was, these patches just looked like bare, gravelly ground and box-like, metal and smooth grey concrete factory buildings.

I started to fly, pushing off out through the window and blasting towards these buildings. I aimed for the forest patch on my right.

During this, I lost my lucidity. The dream skipped, and I was now on the top of one of these box-like buildings, crouched up against a smaller wall on the rooftop. Beside me was Bruce Banner, a character from the Marvel franchise, who is currently played by Edward Norton. He was looking around.

The buildings were made of solid sheets of grey concrete, which were rather smooth (albeit still slightly rough), and they had nails in the places where the sheets met. The buildings were in very, very close proximity to one another.

A bomb went off on top of the building to our right. Not many chunks of building or anything else came flying outwards, but I did see pieces of fabric and a relatively small spray of concrete; the pieces sprinkled down in front of us, some falling in between the two buildings, down to the ground which we couldn't see. We also couldn't see on top of the exploded building, because it was taller than the one we were crouched down on, but we knew that there were people coming to exploit some sort of fuel for powering rockets. This wasn't spoken, but it was simply intuition.

I looked at Bruce and finally observed what he was wearing. He was wearing slightly baggier pants, and a loose, cream-colored long-sleeved shirt made of somewhat heavier fabric. There were two very thin, cylindrical gray lines, made of perhaps leather, that curved from the neck of the shirt to around the sides of the waist. The shirt looked very normal, but the details were cool.

We both had our back against the wall; I was really crouched down, but Bruce was standing up more. He looked at me, leaning in slightly and his gaze darted around nervously. Then he turned away and peered up slightly, trying to get a better view of what was happening above the building to the left of us. I could hear small bombshells, and guns going off around, but the sounds weren't too loud.

"We going to do this?" I asked, tired of waiting, and started to get up and run towards the building.

He held out his hand and stopped me, my shoulder pressing against his hand rather painfully. As soon as he took his hand away, a mere moment later, the soreness went away. "No, I'll deal with it this time," he said. His eyes turned a pale shade of green and he looked back at the building. "You've done enough," he said.

A man in a black jumpsuit, and black ski goggles with an orange accent around them, appeared. He was carrying the metal end of a grappling hook and a handgun, and he aimed the gun at Bruce. I heard a tapping sound, which I assumed upon waking that it was the gun shooting a bullet, but instead of a bullet, it shot a grappling hook. No smoke or any other effects appeared. The other hook was still in the man's hand as the gun's hook traveled, somewhat slower than it should have, towards Bruce. He held out his hand and as soon as the sharp front end of the hook contacted it, it ricocheted off and traveled fast into the adjacent building, as if the contact with Bruce's hand had caused it to accelerate. It disappeared without a trace after that. During this event, I seemed to take a third-person point of view. I watched myself and Bruce from ten or so feet away.

The dream skipped again. I was now back in first-person POV, and I was in a passenger plane that had beige leather seats. I knew that it was a higher class plane. I could also hear that weird, quiet drone you experience while flying in an airplane. But I cannot remember anything past that.

I have a friend in reality that i'm pretty close with and we often talk about our dreams with eachother. One night she told me sometimes she has dreams where she's driving through the woods, not scared or alarmed in anyway, not on a dirt path through some trees.. just driving straight through the woods. And i realized that a few nights prior to our conversation i had a dream that i was in the car with her, and we weren't talking to eachother in the dream, but i remember looking around and we were driving through the woods. I could tell just by watching her drive in the dream that there was no reason to be alarmed, even though we were starting to go pretty fast and at points we were going airborne when she'd go over large hills or mounds.

I knew we had to have had the same dream because she described everything exactly as i remembered in the dream; she even mentioned a point where we were completly free falling, like we had drove off a cliff, but we weren't falling fast, and when we hit the bottom, it wasn't a hard thud, it was like we drifted down slowly and landed softly on the bottom..

I've never had someone else describe a dream i felt, so well. The only thing was, she said she didn't remember me being in the dream.. and we had discovered we both had the dream the same night (a few days before we talked about it) maybe she didn't know i was there in the dream because we didn't speak.. i didn't make myself known, i was simply along for the ride i guess and i just watched..

So it starts off in my local White House of Music, but it looks nothing like my White House of Music. There is an off white strat for sale with a rosewood fingerboard. I remember playing it and apologetically telling the man up there I'm already buying a strat at guitar center. I put it back on the wall and walk around for a little while. My cousin Scarlet comes in and gives the man a receipt that magically turns the stratocaster into a cigarette. In fact, I remember seeing the receipt. It said Deposit/1 Camel cigarette and Withdraw/ (Some word that began with an "A") Strat cigarette. She started smoking it which is weird because she doesn't smoke. I literally was thrown off the edge and started to yell at the top of my lungs.

Next thing I know, I'm in my uncles' basement. I'm still seething about the recent destruction of the strat but there is no one inside to tell it to. I walk outside to a winter landscape in my uncles neighborhood. He was playing a wierd game that involved picking up trash cans and throwing them into a pyramid of trash cans, causing a mess. I start playing but stop after I tossed one can maybe 100 yards too far. I said in the dream "I guess I don't know my own strength" At that point I woke up from a serious Cliche but soon fell back asleep. For some odd reason, the whole road was set up to play this game and the last course had a large snow wall in between the throwing position and the pyramid. My uncle Steve tossed one can over, hitting the corner of the pyramid. Then he pushed over the snow wall, which must have been 30 feet tall and 6 feet thick.

At this point, I remember being with some friends and getting into a fight at their house so we put in this game like GTA4 but its me against him in a death match. I'm in a White Mob Suit. By that, I mean I'm in a cape and rings and a fedora and black wing tips. He's in all black attire. My weapon is a 6 shooter that for some odd reason, I choose to fire from my hip and hold it exactly old west style. I remember battling in these really complicated landscapes that I am not up to explaining right now, but the general theme would be in a city, port side. After I do a lot of running and jumping, the game ends and the dream ends.

I only remember a snippet of this dream and I may or may not be running two dreams together like they are one. So the dream begins and I'm in a hallway with some rooms. I think its 3 on each side. I go into the room on the far right, only to find out that it is a bomb shelter and a nuclear bomb is about to be dropped(It's a very scary feeling). This asian kid tim is there and he's huddled in a corner, rocking himself. I think some big shutters came down on the windows(an above ground nuclear bomb shelter, good idea, right?) So it happens, or at least I think it happens, I never heard the bomb go off. Everyone is still alive.

I walk out and down the hall. My friend Tyler is in a room to the left, changing out of his bathing suit. I accidently walk in on him and then ask him where he was when he had to have swim trunks on. He didn't answer me. I walked out into a plaza type thing with a swimming pool and there were black torches and stuff so it looked vaguely like a loo ow. I don't know how to spell it so there it is phonetically. They say that there never was a bomb (Good joke, right?). Jake is there and he's the one talking. THen I remember walking out of my neighbors back door and its pitch black. I remember thinking to myself "I want to have a pirate dream tonight and just as I think that I'm on a pirate ship and thats where it ended.

Wild west 2 layer lucid dream


the dream begins

i find myself in a field, surrounded by flowers. i begin to wander around trying to find out where i am when i encounter
a kitsune, the kitsune walks up and asks "do you want to be like me" i nod, and it begins to walk up to me when the dream ends and i awaken. when i awaken i look around to find myself in a room made entirely of brown wood and its extremely hot, i sit up and look out the window to find myself in a wild west town. i open the door to a large saloon, and walk down the stairs, i sit down next to a young woman about my age, and she turns to me and ask's "so, you ready for the shootout" i ask "what shootout" and she responds the shootout between us and those outlaws that came to town, i heard they were kitsunes so you'll want to be careful" i said "i had a dream about kitsunes" she turns to me and asks "really, what happened" i respond "i don't really know, to be honest, there was one kitsune, and it asked if i wanted to be like it. at this point i notice that i feel strange and the knowledge that i am human, no longer exists, i became a kitsune, but decide not to tell her. she looks at me obviously disturbed and says "don't let it distract you, you and me are the best shooters, and we cant afford to be distracted, last time that happened, i fell off that building when someone got a lucky shot at me" she points to a large building outside, the place looks familiar, but before i can identify it, the dream ends and i wake in my bed.

First let me explain the dreams title. Throughout this dream, even in the small section where I'm fairly certain I had Lucidity, i had the strongest feeling of already being in these places before. I don't know how to explain it either, but I just felt like I was there before. So onto the dream...

I begin my adventure outside of a factory. I think I'm with a black woman trying to show her this secret passage that's somewhere in or around the factory. It's nighttime outside, I'm fairly certain. We end up inside the factory, still looking for the passage. We run into a security guard. I feel different now. Like I have perfect clarity in my thinking and total control over my body. I suddenly think "Go invisible" and we do. the guard walks off, and I sigh in relief. We walk around the factory, I'm overturning boxes and sliding my hand across walls as I'm searching for this button. I feel very embarrassed because I can't find the stupid passage. Everything has since turned into daylight and the walls of the factory are white with a big red stripe running horizontally across it. I take one look around at this level and walk down some stairs. Sadly, this is where I lose control of the dream. I walk into a small house like the one Archie Bunker lives in but smaller, and darker. This is my paradise; there are hundreds of guitars and amps lined up like an arsenal from a big-budget action movie. I literally couldn't count them and below them are amps to plug into. For some strange reason, I don't even pick one up. instead I walk through a set of double doors and end up in a movie theater lobby. I don't remember the transitions but next i end up in a field of bright green grass, and my friend Corey is there too. We exchange a few words and I disappear again, into a desert. I don't know exactly why, but I felt like someone was going to kill me if I didn't get these certain crystals. I think in the dream, they were referred to as Kooper Krystals. The last think I remember is hanging from a safety harness like in Nick GUTS and trying to get this light dull blue crystal in the side of the rock wall.