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A dream about a girl i know however she looked different and had a different name yet i knew it was her? Odd? An old woman with 2 dogs.

26.3.2011

HvZ Hax (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Surrounded on all sides, I fight back, blasting away at the horde, still thinking I'd get out of it alive. Alone in this battle, my squad had all died before me, for I was unable to protect them in the crucial moments before their lives were taken.

Zera, my blaster, my launcher of foam death, performs admirably, but even she can't stop these nimble Zeds from getting too close. A girl, new to the game, lunges at my right, reaching for me, looking to end me.

Dammit! I think, as her hand starts to grasp at my shirt. Only one option left. . .

FWIP

My body disappears, blinking out of existence, as I teleport away, leaving my would be killer with a handful of air. On my reentry, I appear above the horde, on a grassy hill, the sun at my back, looking down on them. At this point, I could run, live to die another day, but. . . I've already gone this far.

FWIP

I TP closer and let off a shot, taking one of them down.

FWI—FWIP—FWIP

Again and again, I teleport, fire, teleport, fire, keeping a steady rhythm as I eliminate their numbers, one by one.

They can't keep up.

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“You cheated, hacked the system,” JTN, leader of the Zombie forces remands me, as the two of us stand on a rooftop, overlooking the battlefield.

“'Cheated' is a little harsh,” I tell him, Zera still hanging by the strap around my neck. “Besides, it's not like I got out alive anyways.”

“Still. . .”

I am sitting down at a wooden desk in a field of wildflowers on a mountain somewhere in Europe. I am writing a letter with a quill:

[I]I am looking for people willing to delve deep into oneiromancy with me, to hack into this dream matrix.

Everything is illusion, everything is real. Life is dream, dream is life.

This is a team of superheroes, of fantasy heroes, of sci-fi heroes, of everyday heroes. We are whatever we want to be. We are Dream Warriors. I am on a quest for the truth. I seek to see through illusion always.

You will endure frustration and pain, and look at your dark side in the mirror.[/I]

I magically make copies of it, and seal them in envelopes with a wax seal, and press my signet into them. I send them all over the world on the wind, to tribal peoples, to secret government agencies, to lucid dreamers, remote viewers, and astral projectors.

Five people appear before me. One of them looks somewhat solid, but all are flickering holograms. The solid one is a woman RV'er that I recognize from the pocket dimension.

She shakes my hand, placing a small spiked object in it.

I wake up on the Moon.

This is from a couple days ago. It's a little fuzzy since I didn't have my DJ handy and couldn't write it down immediately.

Dream Lucid Notes/Observations

I'm trying to sneak into a mansion high up in the mountains somewhere. I've left my car down at the base of the canyons, and have a long ways to walk to get back. I have to be done and back to the car before sunrise. The mansion is surrounded by a huge fence, and the only way in is through a guardhouse with 3 doors.

I sneak around the outside of the guard house and choose a door at random. As i come in i see that there is a counter in the middle of the room, behind which a guard is lounging, facing slightly away from me. I'm low enough down that the counter hides me as a sneak around to get behind him, and shoot him with my tranquilizer pistol.

I stand up and look around the guard house, but it's pretty empty so I walk out the door that leads to the mansion grounds. I spend some time looking around but can't find a way in, and after a while I decide I need to get back to my car, so I head back to the guard house.

As I'm approaching the guard house a bunch of giant orange/brown scorpions come out of the ground (Bark Scorpions from Fallout New Vegas, which is odd because I haven't played the game s in weeks). I run in into the guard house, and climb up onto the counter. I'm shooting at the scorpions with my tranqs, but the darts can't pierce their armor. Then big white rats start coming out of the ground as well, and I can't hit them either. I'm surrounded and pretty sure I'm going to die (but I'm not particularly scared for some reason).

The Dream shifts, (I'm not sure if I just forgot the transition, or if it was an actual shift) and suddenly I'm riding a horse through the desert. I know I have to reach the prince and tell him that the enemy has taken the blade (the large desert part of our country) but that we still hold the hilt (the small fertile portion around the capitol).

I ride through the desert for awhile, maybe 15 minutes, admiring the harsh landscape and colorful hotsprings. At last I come to the building I'm looking for, where the prince should be. It's a large white building, that looks something like a traditional mosque. I dismount and walk in through the large double doors at the front. Inside is a young woman I know to be the Sheik's wife, and their daughter who is maybe around 6 or 7.

The Sheik's wife will not speak to me, so I ask the little girl where her brother is because I have important information for him. She refuses to tell me where he is. And somehow I know that I'm dreaming. I look around the room and sort of stabilize, taking in the pattern of the blue tiles on the walls, and the flowers on the tables standing in niches around the room. The little girl is still glaring at me, so I motion her over and ask if she wants to know a secret. I tell her that she is in my dream (for some reason it was very difficult for me to say this, I'm not sure if it was because I didn't quite believe it, or what). She doesn't believe me and tells me so quite bluntly. So I decide to prove it to her. I make myself levitate a few feet off the floor and say "See?" But she turns away and and goes to stand by her mother, who refuses to look at me. This seems to shake my lucidity a bit as I cannot maintain my levitation and spend a few more minutes admiring the beautiful mosaic on the wall before I wake up.

I am chilling with don Juan on a mountain in Arizona. We are smoking weed and sage out of a long peace pipe. “Look, soldier. The enemy approaches, and yet none is there.” I see a swarm of locusts, and zombie confederate calvary approaching through the desert, then they suddenly vanish.

“Nothing is real, blah blah blah.”

“The way of the shaman is upon you. Listen to me.”

He roars into my ear like a demon. I feel like I am falling into Hell.

Dream Diverge

1) I fall into Hell. Everything is obscene. I alter my perception. Now the same thing is beautiful.

2) I am still with him on the mountain.

“All those drugs are just gates, man. You found the gate, and now you can open it any time. But even still there is a superior way: do the drugs in dreams in your invincible dream body, and find the doors that way. Do only drugs that benefit your physical body. Avoid drugs that are only for symptoms or to alter your mind or mood. For that, we have the Realm of Gates.” We have been walking on a old dirt road in what feels the 1600‘s of New England. He swings an iron gate to a graveyard. We walk through, but all the stones are now gates. They have names of different drugs, mindsets, brainwaves, and chemicals in our own bodies named on them. We return to the mountain.

“Now you know where that is, I will reveal you the mysteries of the universe.”

“Yeah right.”

Suddenly I feel like my soul is melting, and vaporizing into steam by the ray of a star. I feel like screaming, but I can’t conceive a scream due to the fact I feel like my mind is completely gone. I am nothing and everything... I am the universe... everything is. All is one, and one is all. Everything orbits around everything else. I am really one snaking centipede not really moving through time, but growing through space, using time as a vehicle.

I slam my fist down on to the surface of the dream. BAM.

“GRANT MORRISON!” I shout.

He appears before me, like Professor X in a leather jacket. “You are beginning to get it, Nomad. I am you. Everything is you. Everything is everything. We’re all just part of this childish larval universe, and I am cool with that. Star in your own movie. Write yourself into your dreams. Write your life and may it be so.” He flips me off, and laughs, then disappears.

A graphic novel appears before me.

It’s called: NOMAD: Oneironaut
A second one appears in my hands. It’s called NOMAD: Oneiromancer

A series appears in my hands: The Nomad Chronicles

A miniseries appears in my hands: WEEDMAN

A video game console appears before me. It’s called the Wii 3. You step into a suit to play video games. I put the suit on. I am in a lucid dream video game. I am playing myself. I see Raven, Tigress, and Mosh characters in the game.

I excitedly summon a pen and a book, and begin writing a book about myself....

There is a writer... he is a lucid dreamer... in dreams, he is called Nomad. He becomes a god in dreams. It’s a joke... no one gets it... He dreams of a beautiful woman called Selene... He dates two women that look like her... like Grant Morrison... He writes of himself becoming a superhero, Weedman, a multimillionaire playboy writer who dons a ridiculous cannabis Green Man costume at night, and runs around giving people the cure for cancer.

He writes of himself having a hot girlfriend who is his best friend. He draws sigils and burns them. He forgets he does this. The sigils work. Aliens laugh in joy at his magical madness. He forms a gang of dream warriors, calling themselves VIRUS with the goal of infecting the Hive Mind with the revolutionary idea of equality and peace.

The writer is about to write about himself getting abducted by aliens, when aliens abduct him, mind, body, and soul. He visits planets in Sirius. He is only gone for five minutes of earth time. The writer appears back in his bedroom, writing about getting abducted by aliens. Everyone thinks he’s insane, but he’s making the comic book companies a lot of money, so they don’t give a shit.

He publicly states that IBM worked with the Nazis to help them track down Jews to kill them in the death camps. His publishing company cuts all ties with him. He starts his own company, and buys all the equipment in cash.

He makes e-comics and paper comics. The comics are all completely true, but he writes them as fiction.

I close the comic.

What the fuck? That was insane.

I write in the air, “Tomorrow, I will meet a beautiful woman.” I erase it, and write again, “Tomorrow, I will have a conversation with an interesting, single beautiful woman.” I erase it again. “Tomorrow, I am me, as I always am, and always will be.. a part of everything, and nothing...” I smash the words together into a sigil, crumple it up, and eat it.

This morning i had a WILD

So i woke up after 7 hours of sleep and fell asleep again trying to stay awake i feel sp slipping in and i see a door. And it opens i get shoved through and door behind me closes and i knew i was dreaming i go to the front door and i think it may be locked and it is. I am mad at my self for thinking that and i try to say open please it doesn't i see a light switch trying to remember to stabilize and i feel my body more bold if that makes sence i think i felt my clothes and was walking to the door i tried to open it and woke up.

I need to remember to spin so i can teleport.

I only got about 4 hours sleep last night. That backache I woke with the other night was the start of another major gallbladder attack. It came and went and has been mostly okay since last night.
I woke to my son, in my room, playing my computer. We made a deal where if he cleans certain things, he gets time on my computer. We specified an hour per room and now he thinks he can get on whenever he wants.
And since my oldest daughter was taken away, my youngest has been practically attached to my hip. I don't say anything because it's nice to be wanted again (she's 14) and I realize she's feeling vulnerable (she might get taken next), but I'm used to having a lot more down time.
The two of them have been practically camping in my tiny room (which is where I "live"). My daughter's trashing the place (leaves her clothes, soda bottles etc lying around) and my sleep has been suffering a little for it.
They start school back up in a couple days, so life will be back to semi-normal soon enough

ANYHOW.... I only remember fragments from last nights dreams. In one, I was at the feet of my mother and eating decaying flesh off of her feet. I almost ate a couple of her toes, then realized they were healthy and still functional. It was REALLY gross. But when I was finished, her feet were healed of whatever had been bothering them.
Next thing I remember, my hubby and I are about to have sex. I wrap my arms around him and feel a gaping wound in his back. His flesh feels flaky and dead.
Then I woke up.

I'm in a mall, but there are no stores in sight. I am with someone close (my dad maybe?) I'm carrying a huge package of Mike's Hard Lemonade. We walk out into a plaza type thing encased by the mall. I walk up some bleachers but someone pushed me over and i lose some of the booze! This kind of ticks me off. When i look up, the culprit is some sort of pig-man cross (like something from Duke-Nukem?) All of a sudden, i'm in a First person scenario (I even had a crosshair for where i was looking! ) So i leap back and take shelter in this half-house that is mostly destroyed. A pig-man confronts me, but i get a BOOM HEADSHOT!!
Mostly satisfying My dreams are the best

one was a WILD and the second was a WILD/DILD. WILD: I got off the couch and tried to stabilize the dream by feeling my face and the couch, and verbal commands. the commands did not work because i could not talk. the dream quickly faded. after that i guess i had another WILD because I remember vibrations and HI. it seemed more real than my usual dreams, too, but it was like a false awakening. i was trying to turn my mp3 player volume down, but it stayed at the same level. then i remembered the vibrations i had just felt and realized i was dreaming. then i woke up. i hope i have better luck in the future.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was walking into Old Time Pottery. It looked kind of like Hobby Lobby the way things were laid out. I glanced to my right, and I saw Katherine. I wanted to avoid a confrontation, so I started walking to the left. I saw my friend/coworker Tim in front of me. He was walking on crutches. We said hello to one another, when Katherine walked up. She started talking to Tim, and I tried to ignore her, when she said my name and asked how I was. I avoided looking at her and said I was good, and asked how she was. She responded.

Then, Katherine and I were walking down an aisle. She was pushing a shopping cart. I asked her if she still had her cat, and she said yes, and started talking about him for a bit. She then picked out these two chocolate chip cookie cream sandwich treats and put them in the cart. She said they were for her cat. I was going to tell her cats aren't supposed to eat chocolate, but I decided not to, because she'd just disregard what I had to say anyway.

~

I was at a school, in the cafeteria.

I was then going to a wedding. I was outside in the sunshine, and I saw Tim and this other girl I am acquainted with in waking life, Caitlin L. They were hugging each other, and seemed very happy. I had thought that they were fighting and weren't together, but they had apparently gotten back together.

Then, we were all seated waiting for the ceremony. We were still outside. Except for now it wasn't a wedding, but it was a funeral. There was a man we were all looking at, and he was laying in a hospital bed. He seemed like a very strong man; he was very built. He had black hair, tan skin, and was wearing a navy blue shirt. There were doctors around him. Then, I had a flash of some Rugrats episode where Chuckie's dad got married in the desert. That's apparently where we were. I saw a skeleton of some sort of big animal.

Then, the man got up out of the hospital bed, and ripped out all his tubes, IVs, and electrodes. The doctors tried to stop him, but he was determined to get up.

Then, he was on top of this giant stack of books. Then, I was him. I was on top of the huge stack of books. I looked down, and it seemed like a very long way down. On the ground was a blow-up mattress. I was scared to jump, so I asked one of the doctors to slightly pull out one of the books in the middle of the stack to act as a step for me to get down onto. He did so, and I held my hand out to the doctor, and he took it and helped me to step down onto the mattress.

House

I was in a house that resembled where my other grandma used to live. This handicapped Henry guy was there along with this other big bald guy from another dream from a few nights ago. I remember just going out of the house and smoking a few times.

Sam 1

Just a vague dream where Sam was pointing to some sort of map of an island of Libaia (Maybe a mispelling of Libya). I didn't quite understand what she was showing me.

Sam 2

Maybe this was a futuristic dream? I don't know. It started with Me and Sam getting married. Then we lived in a small house. We were watching a movie about a weird bald guy. Later on Sam was receiving clients for some psychic healing business and I was the book keeper of her business.

FA, and I get onto the computer wanting to tell Sam about the dream. I see on hotmail it says that she just texted someone. So I knew she was around and then I decided to email her.

FA, and I wind up in a hallway talking to my cousin about another dream I had where the marriage roles were reversed.

DJ Log: March 26, 2011 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing outside a large building, talking with a couple of friends. One is a male with dark hair and a stocky build, and the other is female with dark hair and a thin build. After discussing what to do for the evening, we decide to go to their house for a movie night. When I get in my truck, I find that the battery is dead in my truck and it won't start. The other two ask if I want to ride with them. I get in the back seat of their convertible with the female and the guy gets in the driver seat. The front right seat is missing and there is no roof, doors, or trunk. The car is just a floor pan with seats and driver controls. As we drive off, it is very noisy and windy. I ask the guy, “Can we stop by my house so I can grab a jacket?” He replies, “Sure, is it along the way?” I reply, “Yes. It's right on that first mountain we're about to drive over.”

On one of the back roads to my house, there is a box truck and a tractor blocking the road. We start to pass them on the left side and I say to the driver, “Watch out for these assholes. They will act like they don't see you, then they will run into you and not care.” The driver says, “Yeah, whatever. I've seen my share of people who don't know how to use the gas pedal. I'm gonna pass these fuckers like it's nothing.” As soon as he tries to pass, the guy in the box truck swerves to the left and almost hits the car. We stop and watch as the truck takes a while to turn around and back into an area next to a barn. The driver exchanges a hard look with the guy in the truck, then glares at the guy on the tractor as the tractor stops in the middle of the road. The guy on the tractor glares back, then gets off the tractor and walks up to the car. He says, “I saw you giving me a hard look back there, but I've decided to let it go.” I say to the driver, “Don't start anything with him. Let's just go. We're running a bit late.”

We stop by my house so I can grab a jacket. When we arrive, we walk across the yard and under a low-hanging tree with purple flowers on it. While walking up the sidewalk, we are greeted by a guy standing at my door with short blonde hair and a thin build. As I was opening my door, this guy is rambling on about choosing which amplifier to use. I say, “I don't care.” then walk in the house. I pick up my jacket and turn around to blackness, then wake up.

DJ Log: March 26, 2011 – 6:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking into a large hotel building that has a huge stadium attached to the side of it. There are several security guards standing at the counter and throughout the building. As I walk toward the counter, one of the security guys decides he doesn't like me for some reason. He pulls out his baton while giving me a couple of hard looks, then starts walking toward me, twirling his baton. I decide that I do not want to find out what his problem is, so I jump into the air and start flying. I fly up over the entry area and into a large open hallway that goes all the way to the top floor. I turn around to see that the security guy is flying after me. I look forward again to see that I'm about to crash into a window. Instead of hitting the glass, I pass right through without any effort and stop outside the building while hovering in the air.

Realizing that I just flew through a window without breaking it and am now hovering in the air, I become lucid and continue my flight. I fly up the side of the building and land on a steep part of the roof. The security guy lands near me and starts running toward me. I do a nose pinch as a quick safety check, then run and jump off the edge of the roof. I nose dive toward the ground, then catch flight and fly through the front of the building into the stadium area. The security guy crashes into the ground, then gets up and walks in the door. At this time, I decide to face him and find out what his issue is. He walks up to me and says nothing, then starts punching and kicking at me. Thinking that this is a boring place for a fight, I fly up into the upper area of the stadium and land on one of the I-beams on a roof truss. I look back and see the guy climbing up the beam toward me. It appears that he has lost his flying ability, or just doesn't want to try and fly again. As he approaches, I jump off the beam and fly through the wall and straight up into the sky.

Once I gain some altitude, I stop and look down at the building. The security guy is standing on the roof, staring up at me. I decide to take him out so I can enjoy the rest of the dream, so I summon a large sword and a shield. I dive straight toward him with the sword pointed at him. When I reach him, I pass through him then crash into the building. I tumble off the roof and fall to the ground, unable to attain flight. When I stand up, everything quickly fades before I have a moment to stabilize.

Yesturday my dream started with my at my moms place. Her friend Fred was there saying he rented this scary movie and wants to watch it. While sitting there I had a burst of knowingness and I realized I was dreaming.
Quickly I jumped on the couch and rubbed the walls with my hands. I even Licked the wall to attempt to stabilize the dream but soon I awoke.
I layed still and didnt move, as I was falling back asleep I told myself I will remember i'm dreaming.

Im now down stairs now at my moms place we've started a movie and Fred starts walking down the steps saying, Hey I got rented this movie.
I look at him and I have that sence of awarness but i never said in my dream hey im dreaming, I just layed low. With my finger i made a box around the T.V and Dvd player(just like in adobe photoshop) and i split the box with two fingers making Copies of the Television ! now we can both watch different movies Fred says happily.
I spin around and started to make more T.Vs on their floor and computer desk. I was amazed, Soon my step dad came out of the bathroom and i thought of giving him some hair.
I made an outline around my head and made a motion of putting it on his head.
Now he's got a Full set of hair on his head ! It looks alittle off but my mom tells his it will grow in. Everything in this dream wasn't Vivid but it was shadowy and Vague almost like I was tired and aware i was in the dream or as i see it (semi Lucid). As I woke up I layed still again thinking I will reconize im dreaming once asleep.

In the next dream I was in a field playing catch with no ball but a Rock... Something was off but I wasn't aware of it fully It felt like my conscious was Half asleep.
As the rock was thrown to me it goes way off but I use spider-mans web to bring it right into my hand. I seen no web come out its was invisible.
After catching it I threw it up and used the web again playing catch with myself amazed. Shortly after we're at a park and its time to go. I tell everyone I can teleport them home rather than walking or catching the bus. One by One I made the disappear until I was left. Looking at a tree and did the same highlighting technique and pasted one ontop of the other making an extremely tall tree. While looking up I thought this is cool and I woke up.

While in all my dreams Exept the first bit Everything wasn't Vividly clear when I was Controlling some things, But its a start.

At school I was told I had to work at a Justin beiber concert that was being set up in the yard. I don't think I was looking forward to it very much, but couldn't get out of it. I had to set up some food that at the time looked like plenty but when I woke up realized that it was not enough at all.

There was a murderer killing people with a scorpion tail looking sword ( not cool looking ) I remember some old lady died or was telling me about him, or yelling...

People came over to my house for a party I remember Jason was there and more random people from school. It was awkward the party was a failure. At the time I remember thinking something along the lines of...fuck it, cant please everyone. I believe I was playing some sort of video game... * REALITY CHECK WHEN I PLAY GAMES!!!!!! *

I had set up plans to do something but remembered that Atilio and Aaron were at my house and we had planned to hang out today. This was a stressful dream.