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i wasnt lucid during any of my dream-

im with this guy in some sewer type place. either he hired me or i hired him to help use this weird maze-machine-trap gizmo(it was about the size of a small table and round and i could see the inside the machine). the machine required 2 people to stick their arm into each side of the machine. we had to move our hand threw a maze inside the machine, bending our arm in impossible shapes. we both reached the center of the machine where a blue orb was glowing. then(i think) i said he could reach the orb without my help from that point(im guessing he hired me, still not sure). then he told me to grab the orb to. i guess i also wanted it for some reason. before we went to touch the orb he told me he was going to be my best friend after we touch the orb. i was a little weirded out after he said that but we touch the orb anyways. as soon as we did the orb turned red and its glow increased. i felt almost electrified and felt extremely uncomfortable. my whole body was in terrible discomfort. then everything went black but i still felt the pain. i started a new dream where i was at some weird store while on a field trip. i was walking around the store and still felt the discomfort. i was worried or paranoid about people looking at me. the dream just kinda trailed off from there.

I was at school sitting in a spot adjacent to the cafeteria that I never normally sit at. My friend Momo was there and we were discussing her and her boyfriend, cody. After a while she hugged me and the scene changed. I was in my house with my sisters and a friend named Natasha all around the living room.
"It's going to storm," Scott, my moms boyfriend, said walking in from outside.
"Awesome!" I absolutely love storms and I hadnt seen a good storm in quite a while.Scott went back outside and I soon followed him to see what he was doing. I saw him sitting at the edge of the garage in a folding chair playing with a cat. The first big drops were starting to fall. When I went pack inside the rain picked up drastically. The storm had begun. I sat down and continued my conversation with Natasha from before Scott came in.
After a few minutes speaking with her I went outside to check on Scott again and he was still there watching the storm. This time when I shut the door I started to hear sirens but I thought my town didnt have tornado sirens. My family and Natasha all ran into the utility room and ducked down. I heard someone let out a gasp of fear. The house started shaking violently and the wind roared above every attempt to communicate. At the climax of the roaring and shaking the scene changed again.
I was standing in a room in what appeared to be an industrial building that you might find in a video game. There was a single door out of the room. I stopped and tried to think of how I got there because I could still remember the storm that was happening seconds before. I concluded that the storm must have somehow made me pass out and that I was now dreaming. The room I was in seemed interesting and I knew that nothing in this new enviroment could hurt me so I decided to take a look around. I stepped through the only door and found myself on a long walkway about 35 feet above huge machines that I couldnt tell the function of. I couldnt see any exits except a dor directly across the walkway from where I just entered the room so I went through the next door. The next room had many large pipes that crossed through the room with a green, bubbling liquid underneath. Thankfully the liquid didnt give off any odor because it looked like it would have had a terrible smell. I started to walk along the pipes until I realized that there wasnt another door in this room. I turned to one of the walls and brought forth a small amount of energy and shot it towards the wall opening a hole. I felt almost like I was cheating by doing that but hey it was a dream. I jumped towards the hole in the wall but just before I passed through it the dream changed.
I was back at school in the same spot that the dream started in but this time Cody and a girl named Taylor were with me and Momo. I started describing to them the drean I had that morning (the lucid portion of the dream I was still in). As I was describing the last room in the dream the room started to form around us and we were all standing on pipes above the ooze. I turned to look at the wall that I blew up just as it exploded again. Then we were back at school until the dream ended.

Sam


Dreamed that Same came to see me. She flew in and I picked her up at the airport. She had dyed her hair blonde. I remember being in the backseat of a car with her and I remember that I forgot to give her a hug when we met at the airport. I put my arm around her and suddenly we are in a room. I am touching her hair and I lean in and kiss her. Right away she sticks her tongue in my mouth like a kissing newbie. I say that it's better to start with just kissing on the lips like soft nibbling. but she takes my advice the wrong way and thinks that I don't like her.

Type:Normal Dream
When:2/28/100
The dream started and I was in a small theater like room in a chair. I saw a few important people sitting beside me. We were being showed the first concept of holograms being projected to make beyond 3d movies. The hologram first showed up in front of us and it was one of a little girl (reminded me of Boo from Monster's Inc) that about the size of me. The guy beside me said "I wish I could have a big little girl like that" and I looked at him with a "what" like expression. We all gave our verdict on it to Spongebob Squarepants and he went out a door (there was an audience out waiting for us) to go tell them what we thought. I went out and I realized I was in Mexico. I saw my parents out in the audience and went to see them. They told me my brother had broken his wrist and almost died while exploring with the locals. While we were talking about this we passed by a pile of leaves. I walked over to it and looked in, I saw a dead cow looking up and me. It shocked me so much I woke up.

28.02.2011

School and Clothing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 6:00am Monday, February 28, 2011
6:20am
Hours: 0:20m Alarm: 6:00 Audio: None

I obviously got more sleep than 20 minutes, but i only remembered this dream.


The dream starts as i sit bored in a classroom. I start to get organized as the class comes to an end. I had to grab a lot of clothing for some reason, i had two pairs of shoes, a pair of shorts, and something else i can't remember. I got it all in my arms and backpack on as i left the class, and as i left, about a program the school was doing that involved giving points equal to those of the dumb people to the smart people, Austin Swaim walked out saying some stupid remark about it. I walked out and i was headed toward homeroom. I went up the stairs, and when i got to the top i saw Sam and we grabbed hands and i told her i would meet her back here, because i had to find my shoes that i lost. I looked around and decided to go down the stairs again, but as i was trying to get down the stairway that was kind of small, Mrs. Frazer was at her desk getting something, and as i tried to step down, Franklin put his arm out and stopped me. Apparently Mrs. Frazer needed to talkto me and the other homeroom people. I told her that i would have the money next time (For something having to do with Cancer...). So i decided to go back upstairs instead and i then saw a shoe lost and found! A few people, 3 or 4 were there frantically trying to find their shoes before class starts, and i saw mine right there! But, before i could go over and get them, my brother woke me up, his voice saying my name through a dream character, and then i woke up. It was awesome.

The Hidden Room
I am in a house that is not my own home, I am there with my mother. It is a two story home, quite nice, and it is also quite a bit larger than the place I live right now. It has four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a really nice living area… My mother and I are looking around the house, but we only find three bedrooms. The sellers of the house say the fourth is behind a secret passage, it is hidden. They say they can add a conventional door before we move in. I say that I would rather have it stay as a secret room, that seems much more interesting. I begin looking through the house a bit more carefully. I find a fake wall in the back of a closet that leads to the hidden bedroom. Cool! The hidden bedroom is being used as an office of some kind, there are antique desks and bookcases all over the room. It looks like an old fashioned office. The strangest thing is that there are piles of money all over the room. Lots of them. I wonder if anyone would notice that some of it was missing… just a little missing… I have to use the bathroom. I look for the bathroom and find it. The toilet is sitting right out in the open, the walls around it are made of glass. There's no way I am going to use the bathroom where everyone can see me!


Pizza Party!
I am in the bathroom finishing up after a shower, I am shaving my legs, for some reason it seems imperative to me that I get them absolutely perfect, not a single hair left, must be perfect. I do that as best as I can and then I leave in the car. I drive for a while until I reach a park, where I park my car and get out. I note that the time of day is early evening. I am thinking it is about 6:00 in the evening. I am running late because of my obsessive shaving. I get to the park and I see my boyfriend and his father at a table, a picnic table. There is a pile of pizza boxes on the table, it seems like way too much for so few people. The father says that James, my ex boyfriend, is welcome to come have some pizza with us. I am thinking that makes the difference, he will eat the rest of the pizza. I am also pretty sure he's not coming. Because while I know he likes pizza, he would have been there by now if he was going to come. I pick up a piece of pizza dripping with several kinds of cheese and eat it. It is delicious. At the time I give no thought to how many points the pizza has even though I am counting points for my Weight Watcher's diet.


Psycho
I am typing on my computer, journaling a dream to the LPTC. I am trying to post a dream to their forum, but I keep getting errors back when I try to. It is really annoying. I keep trying that for a bit longer until I finally give up. I look at the dream, and the task I did is the Psycho task from the Dreamviews TotY. Wait… no wonder I couldn't post it on the LPTC forum. I do a random RC and find I'm dreaming.

Now I am in the Psycho movie, it is time to do the task. I go to the bathroom where the crime takes place. I hear the shower running, which means the woman is already in there, so I wait until I see Norman Bates go into the bathroom. I remember Norman Bates has his dead mother in his house… he must have some serious mother issues. I want to do something inventive, so I use that. I change my form into a zombie woman, which I think is enough like his mother to do the trick. I go into the bathroom behind Norman Bates. I look in the mirror briefly and I am surprised by my own ugliness. After I see my ugliness I say Noman's name in an annoyed tone, mother is very disappointed in you. The woman hears me and peeks out of the shower. Upon seeing a strange man and a zombie she screams and hides in the shower since Norman and I block the exit. I tell Norman to come over to his mother right now, he's been a bad boy. He hangs his head and comes over to me. He looks so sad and ashamed now. I tell him that he has been bad, but now everything is going to be ok, mother still loves you. And then I kill him with my hidden blade. The woman has snuck out of the shower and reaches the door before running for her life even though she is no longer in danger.


Psycho II
I am back in the last dream, right where I enter the Psycho movie, and I am lucid. I don't remember the previous dream at the time, so I think I still have the psycho movie to do. My thoughts are different this time, however. I head up to the bathroom and let myself right in. The woman asks who I am and what I'm doing in her bathroom. I explain the situation, that I overheard someone planning on coming in here to kill her, and then I tell her to get to safety and I will deal with the killer. She leaves the room, then I strip down and get in the shower. I am showering while listening for Norman Bates, and soon I hear him approaching. I wait and soon he pulls the shower curtain back with the intent of stabbing me to death. I form my Witchblade into Freddy Krueger's glove… I'm not sure why I choose that, I must have confused the Psycho task with the Nightmare on Elm Street task… whatever the reason this occurs to me to form Freddy's glove, I stab all four blades into Norman Bates' abdomen and cut upward. He falls to the floor, dead, in a pool of his own blood.

 
Back to the Future
I am in a small room filled with interesting scientific equipment, and I also see a familiar face there. There is an older man with wild white hair, it is Doc Emmitt Brown from the Back to the Future series. He is working on a small device, though I can't see it from where I am standing. He turns around and notices me and asks who I am, but then he says it doesn't matter, I am there at the perfect time to see him make history for the second time. He steps aside and shows off his device, which is a flux capacitor in a small clear box shaped like a merkabah crystal. He says that is his latest time machine. He hands the merkabah box to me and says I need to focus on a time and place, I should choose exactly where I am, exactly five minutes from now. He acts really excited. I focus on that time and place, I feel a strange pull inside of me, then nothing. So much for the time travel… Doc, however, isn't where he was an instant ago. Now he is so excited. He says I disappeared five minutes ago, but what was my perception of it? I tell him it seemed no time had passed. He says this is great, it works, it travels through time, it is based on the thoughts of the user, this is great! He takes the device back from me and looks at it with so much excitement…


Back to the Hobbit
I am in Doc's lab again, and Doc is right in front of me. He is focused on the flux capacitor in the merkabah shaped box, he looks back over at me and doesn't seem to have noticed I was missing at all. He says he needs another test, this one needs to be more involved. He says he wants me to focus on a different place, the park across the street. I look out the window and see the park he is referring to. As Doc asks, I focus on getting to the park fifteen minutes from the current time. I feel a tug inside, and the scene around me changes… Now I am in a completely different place, this is not the park, this is not Doc's lab… it's a forest. I am looking around trying to figure out what is going on when a man comes over to me. It's Aragorn, he places one hand on my back and says it's time to move on before the dark ones catch up with us. He says there is a fell feeling in the air, we have to keep moving. I look at Aragorn, I'm not really understanding why I am seeing him. I follow him back to a group of people, these are the people from the Lord of the Rings series, the ones who escorted Frodo much of the way to Mordor. I see Gandalf, Aragorn, Boromir, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, Sam… all of them. I notice Legolas is missing. We continue following a path through the forest, then there is a clear place. Everyone is worried about crossing that area, worried that the dark ones will attack while we are out in the open. We have to cross, though. We finally do cross, and what everyone is afraid of happens. The nine ring wraiths attack, each of them riding demon horses from the dark forest on the other side. Some want to panic, Aragorn says everyone needs to stay together, I realize I am actually in the position of Legolas. I take my bow and pull out an arrow. I charge it with light energy without even thinking about it, then I fire the arrow at one of the wraiths. The arrow pierces the wraith with no effect, but the light energy sure has an effect… the wraith explodes. With no wraith on it, the demon horse apparently decides it has no interest in us, and disappears back into the forest. I continue firing arrows at the other wraiths. Aragorn's sword is charged with light energy, though I'm not sure how that happened. Aragorn takes out a couple wraiths that got closer when I was shooting the others. The scene shifts back to Doc's lab. Doc is there and he looks over at me. He says I have been gone for an hour, where did I go?

The following is my first ever experience with achieving lucidity while dreaming. This occurred only last night and was very brief.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

I awake (within my dream) face down in a green, overgrown field. Upon sitting up I realize that the field contains grass about 6 to 8 inches high in some areas, interspersed with small, purple flowers and is clearly not well-maintained. As I look about, I mutter to myself “I am dreaming” and suddenly realize that I am in fact dreaming and have attained lucidity for the first time ever.

I distinctly remember lying down in my bed and closing my eyes and waking up in this field. I mutter again “I am dreaming.” I look about me; off in the distance is a small shed of the type one might store gardening tools. The shed appears to have been overcome with the encroaching grass and other flora and is in a sorry state of disrepair.
In an attempt to objectively test and confirm my hypothesis that I am dreaming, I study my hands (not my normal reality check, which I do not know why I failed to perform). As I focus on my hands, I notice two things: first, my wedding band on my left hand is now on my left index finger instead of my left ring finger; second, as I focus on my hand the entire world around it goes completely out of focus to the extent that my hand appears crystal clear but all around it the green of the grass and the purple of the flowers dissolve into a green and purple jumbled mess of paint-like splatterings.

Next I check one of the purples flowers closest to me. I bend down with the flower about an inch from the tip of my nose and focus intently on it. Like my hand before it, the flower, and especially its outline, appear crystal clear (I can even make out small yellow clusters within the flower’s petals), so clear as to appear sharp. As before, the green of the grass around the flower blurs out into a mess of green paint splatters.

I stand up and notice that right next to where I awoke in this field is a litter of machine-like parts, covered in moss and overgrown grass. In an attempt to wield god-like powers about which I have read in connection with lucid states of dreaming, I attempt to move on of the machine pieces with my mind. I focused on the single piece of non-descript machinery and imagine it levitating slightly and moving to my right, but nothing happens. Frustrated, I hold my right hand out at the piece of machinery and concentrate harder, pretending to grasp the part with my outstretched hand. I push my hand to the right in an attempt to move the part, but nothing at all happens.

I become incredibly frustrated. I can hear a loud rumbling that then begins to sound like harsh breathing, then snoring. I looked about the field and said aloud “Penny is snoring” (Penny is my dog who sleeps next to me on my bed).

My eyes opened and I was in my bed with my dog lying beside me, snoring, just as I had heard it, what seemed like only a moment before and in another place. I perform my normal reality check and confirm that I am now awake and no longer dreaming.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

I am within a bathroom that I do not recognize. The door is open and I am shirtless and wearing only a pair of blue denim jeans and no shoes or socks. I know that I am me, because I remember looking down and noticing the tattoo on the left side of my chest. I am standing in the shower, which is one of those pre-fabricated fiberglass showers with a standard curtain rod. It does not appear that the bathroom has a sink or toilet.

I glance out of the bathroom door, which is right next to the end of the shower area. Through the door is a large open area that looks as if it is right out of some kind of ancient temple. From what I can see, it looks as though the room is enclosed in some kind of stone dome (I can see the beginning of the convex surface from my vantage point), with strange hieroglyphs along the walls; the walls and floor all appear to be made of stone. There is a natural light source somewhere in that domed temple-like room. It appears as though the floor in the temple room abruptly ends before reaching the far wall and thus there appears to be a large precipice in that room.

In the middle of the stone floor are grooves, like tracks along which some kind of large object(s) might move. These grooves are in the shape of a cross; not a cross as in a crucifix, but more like a plus sign. At the far end of the vertical track and also at the right end of the horizontal track are large stone obelisks, covered in vertically-oriented hieroglyphs. At the top of each is a green gem stone. Each begins to move toward the middle of the cross along its respective track. I have the distinct feeling that something about the obelisks is alive.

I am terrified. As the obelisks begin to move, the one of the horizontal track emits a green beam from its gem stone that shoot through the bathroom door; it appears to be scanning the room for something (me?). I have the distinct feeling that something is looking for me and means to do me harm. I press my back to the wall of the shower, narrowly missing the green beam that is “scanning” the room.
I am suddenly aware of someone in the bathroom with me. The presence somehow “feels” male and then I realize that there is definitely a man in the room with me. I sense that he means me no harm, and wishes to help me. I cannot make out any of the man’s features, but he is definitely in the room with me. He props open a door at the other end of the bathroom and says something which I either cannot remember or could not make out at the time and motions for me to go through the open doorway. He is holding the door open, for it appears that it would close on its own were he not doing so.

I leap from the tub and run towards the door. As I do so, the green beam from the gem in the statue in the other room catches me and runs across my chest. I feel nothing and the beam disappears. The man is urging me to hurry, though I cannot recall if it was through gestures or verbal cues. I make it through the doorway and the man follows, the door swinging closed on its own behind us. As I arrive on the other side of the doorway, I realize that the door on this side is massive, at least 50 to 75 feet tall, made of wood and appearing to be the kind of normal interior door one would find in a residential home. I feel like a small mouse inside of a human home.

I appear to be standing in a massive hallway, at least 100 feet high and maybe 30 feet across. The walls are white and painted, with dark wood molding along the floor; the trim itself is as tall as I am. The floor of the hallway is hardwood, the same color as the molding along the walls. I realize that I am a miniature person inside of a residential home, or conversely, a normal-sized person inside of a massive residential home.

The man urges me to run and we both do so down the hallway, which appears to have no end. I have the distinct feeling that something is chasing us.

I awake and perform my reality check, confirming that I am no longer dreaming.

I remember crawling about a grassy area, a dip on a hill with a wall around it and investigating the mystery about where this place is for Gene Hunt and Alex . After a while, I stand up and I'm able to confirm that where we are is not in the land of the living, she walks off and Gene raises his arms in exasperation which knocks a small rectangular object from mey hand, and he too wonders off. I get back on my hands and knees looking for this object as I know it's the only way I can get home, as I'm searching arround a shallow well someone says that there's someone in the well drowning. I look in the well and under the dirty water with fag ends floating on the top, there is a woman with black curly hair staring straight ahead. I turn to the person who'd said this and said "Don't worry, she doesn't know where she is"

Dream fractions:
-i left something on the ground apparently.. and during vacation it stayed there (which was a week) and it was under some type of wooden beam/bench thing and when i saw it again it was two gray blops that looked like nothing in particular but my mom got mad because it was supposedly a rotting octopus.

-dad was using my old yashica camera i have, and i pointed out how he must of put the strap back onto it finally.. (which i did yesterday IWL)

-found myself looking at a pretty girl with blonde dyed hair and freckles, she was doing her makeup in front of me. I remember thinking to myself "freckles dont make her look ugly.. maybe i can do something so i can be pretty with them too"

-in band class putting my oboe away, but the band room was backwards for some reason. My friend who plays the oboe too was talking to me about some even we were going to do. I walk out of band room and a girl at my school who just recently dyed her hair blue walks by and its fading, then a kid i know who is younger says something to me and i made a rude remark back. Not sure what i said though.

Dream
- I went down to the river with my friend Kassie, and were getting ready to launch the boat into the river.. but then we have to swim up river for some reason, so my parents and I proceed to do so, and after a little ways my mom complains about the 'drag' of the current and i find myself sitting on her back. We realize we left kassie behind but do nothing about it. I found a shallow spot where i could walk but then i started climbing up onto a dick on the side of the river, and onto a flight of green bleachers. When i got on them, the kid who i made the rude remark to in an earlier dream pushes the bleachers and they fall into the water. I get stuck underwater under the bleachers while him and some other black kid (not trying to be racist) hold me down. I'm scared that I'm going to run out of air but i don't. I manage to get up again though and for some reason everything under water is just grass.. and nice grass too. Then as im standing there in the water up to my chest, Ron Weasley comes out onto the dock and starts singing with a few other people and puts on a show. As im watching im standing with a friend and then two other friends go out on stage and just start to talk to me. I tell them to look what they just ruined and they turn around and act like they have known Ron for years. I think to myself how they ruined the show.
(as im typing this dream im remembering something else but i can picture it.. but i know something else happened.. : / )

This is my first ever posting here, so please be gentle. By way of background, I have also been fascinated with the concept of lucid dreaming for some time and have attempted (admittedly not wholeheatedly in the past) at achieving this state. Recently, I have approached the subject with renewed vigor and attained lucidity, only briefly, for the first time the other night.

These posts are directly from my personal, offline DJ.

Friday, February 25, 2011

I am on a ship in the middle of the sea sailing towards a galley that has been wrecked against an outcropping of rocks; I am accompanied by a party of individuals, who appear to be explorers of some kind, but I do not see them.

Suddenly, I am within the hold of the galley, half filled with flowing seawater. The seawater is flowing at great speeds through a hole in the ship’s hull in a downward motion toward unknown depths. For the first time I see one of my party, a man of about my age (30) wearing nothing but a loin cloth and having a dark brown beard and hair. He approaches the breached hull and proclaims that he is going to let the water sweep him down to the unknown depths. As he is swept away, I follow.

I am now within a long, narrow, high stone chamber with slightly orangish walls and a dirt floor. I am aware that the rest of my party are with me, but again I see none of them. I am carrying a torch, which is providing the only light to the space as I walk forward. I have the distinct feeling that I am deep underground. At the far end of the chamber is a large floor tile, devoid of dirt, marked with a large black “X.” I mutter “X marks the spot” and glance up to see a balcony high above on the wall in front of me, with a doorway leading into blackness. I have the feeling that there is something there, just on the other side, but I see nothing. On the other side of the floor tile with the “X” and against the end wall of the chamber (on which the balcony is located above) there is a porcelain toilet; nothing special about it, just a plain porcelain toilet like anyone would have in their bathroom and in perfectly pristine condition.

A female member of my party approaches the toilet, stopping on the “X” tile. It is the first time I have seen her, but I only see her back. She is wearing khaki shorts and a pinkish t shirt. She bends forward and pushes the toilet’s plunger while still standing atop the “X” tile. From the ceiling descends a long, clear plastic tube which attaches itself to her head as she stands upright and suctions her up towards the ceiling and away. The tube is only about 8 inches in diameter and its origin is not clear.

I next approach the toilet and while standing on the “X” tile, bend forward and press the plunger. The tube once again descends from above, but I do not stand upright in time and its opening sticks to the back of my neck and upper back and begins to suction. I pull away from the tube, wincing in pain and touching the spot where the tube stuck; I am bleeding. I stand upright and the tube attaches to my head. I am swept up and away through the glass tube with the feeling of great speed and a sensation that I am surrounded by water, but I can breath.

I next find myself inside a shitty shopping mall that looks to be something right out of the 1980’s, however it appears that I am floating and that in fact I am floating in water; the entire mall is filled with water from floor to ceiling. The mall is reminiscent of the old Watertown mall from my youth. Floating up to me is a girl that I know but I cannot recall exactly who she is; I am also unsure of whether she is familiar to me only in this dream world, or in both the dream and real worlds. She may have been the same one who was sucked up the tube prior to me, but I cannot be sure as I never saw that girl’s face. She appears to be a mermaid, with a yellow fish tail, other than that and her apparent familiarity to me, I remember nothing of her specific features.

I swim through the mall’s department store, for some reason I know it is the now-defunct Bradley’s department store from my youth which occupied the old Watertown mall. There is a woman at the checkout counter in Bradley’s that greets me as I swim through. As I pass the checkout stand I am suddenly standing again and no longer underwater. I glance back and notice that on the other side of the checkout stand, the air appears to be wavy as if it is an area underwater.

I walk out of the store’s front door and into the parking lot. The exterior of the building is not as I remember it in my youth. The parking lot is not expansive, but relatively narrow and long. Across from the store is a grass embankment over which I cannot see. The sky is orange with sparse dark storm clouds. I approach what I believe is my car, parked in the lot. Around it stand my party from the ship exploration, but I cannot make out or remember any of their features, not even the man in the loin cloth or the girl in the shorts. I hear them talking, but do not remember what they are saying.
I hear a roar like a plane engine from above and look up. Flying overhead is some kind of object, which in my dream I know to be a type of military aircraft. It is teardrop in share, with white flashing warning strobes. I follow its path through the sky and remark that it is “one of those…” I cannot remember the designation I use for the aircraft, but apparently I am well versed in such things in the dream world.

Off in the distance, in the direction the military aircraft was heading, three massive black triangle shapes emerge in formation from behind the black storm clouds and into the orange sky. I am utterly terrified. I know these not to be military aircraft. I suddenly realize that the orange sky is the result of fires burning everywhere and that our world and lives are over.

I awake in my bed, perform my reality check and confirm that I am in fact awake and no longer dreaming.

I remembered a dream this morning but now I've forgotten it! I remember being sprayed with coins (I'm reading the Mistborn trilogy, mistborn attack using coins) and something to do with piano and school. I dunno... I have the feeling it was pretty awesome.



Though y'know, they probably used coppers otherwise they'd be skint pretty damn quick if they used pound coins! *sniggers*

This is my first post... Anything in italics is a real-world/waking thought and not in-dream. I'm just going to copy-pasta from my offline DJ, wall of text alert:

Sunday, 27 February 2011
I was in a building, quite possibly a university building. I start in the foyer/atrium and go up 3 flights of stairs and down a few corridors. Cannot remember why I was there. After some time I realise I am lost and take some random turns and staircases believing them to be correct. On one staircase there’s a midlevel kind of lounge with a glass wall overlooking the atrium. MF (not seen in years) is sitting cross-legged reading a book with headphones on, on a big chair at small table.

Find myself in an office-y space with quite a few people working (normal desks but long). See H and SB standing at the corner of a table. S is wearing flowery dress. Go to talk to them. Cannot remember what they asked. I responded with something with “well I’ll just go out with –“ listed 3 celebs (racking brain) and leave. Walk between desks and window (about 30 ft), turn left at end and path is blocked by tall thin metal cupboard. Stop and rest hand on desk next to someone and realise I’m holding my calculator. Go back the way I came where H asks me if I’m lost, to which I said that I’d find my own way out. Then Gwyneth Paltrow stands up (was sitting next to H and SB, working, wearing tight black normal clothes) and says that she’d take me, and something about playing sweethearts? I don’t want to take here hand (mine are sweaty as usual - hyperhirdrosis) but she doesn’t offer. Calculator no there anymore. Takes me down corridor a came in by, then left, which I also came down but which now seemed really long. She takes my hand and jogs down the corridor through a few double doors. Corridor alternates between shadows and well lit (over distance not time).

Maybe a few more open spaces to the right, doors to the left. (may have gone left down some stairs to another identical level heading perpendicular.) Tunnel get smaller and thinner and she tells me to watch myself and giggles (best word I can think of to describe it – lovers’ laugh?). no longer holding hands and she’s ten feet ahead of me now and tunnel is getting so sort I have to crawl, which she finds amusing (how I crawled). Then it gets really tight and she shouts words of encouragement but I get through. At some point in this, she had turned into Hayley Williams (hair from the last photo I saw of her, clothes from a while back – black stripy top w/red braces). Now all walls are carpeted but each “room” (no dividing walls/doors) is own definite but deep colour, everything seems spot-lit. Go past dark green room to outside dark red room to where Hayley is.

She asks if we should play ‘sweet spots’ or ‘sweethearts’ I can’t remember. I don’t know the rules so she demonstrates on someone who is now conveniently standing next to her (black girl, possibly from skins, in blue and black hoody). Hayley tells me that you poke someone three times – she pokes girl (who now has male chest, cannot see face) three times in the chest/shoulder, counting it out – then tells me to then name a sweet spot. I wonder what happens after that."
Wake up

I said that I had memorable dreams, here is the floor plan of the upper level:
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(not embedded, too big)
and a video:

It was all like a shoddy uni building – thin carpets, single pane glass in painted metal frames, very used table (could not see any graffiti though).

Dream #1: I was Clint Eastwood in the old west, and I was an outlaw. I was being taken to prison by wagon. There were numerous men, at least six, well armed to ensure I wouldn't break free. Along a dusty trail my wagon hit a large rock and overturned. The deputy assigned to sit with me was knocked unconsciousness and I manged to get my arms free and take both of his guns.

I made a break for it while the other men were confused. I ran about a quarter of a mile to a large ranch property and soon I was being pursued and shot at. The details get a bit fuzzy at this point, but I began a fairly long series of gun fights with law enforcement. I remember clearly I was using two guns blazing style, and like the old westerns, I never had to reload. I could see my bullets too. They were like tracer rounds and I remember seeing them hit men - blood would erupt - and they would fall.

When I killed one, a white ghost would appear briefly along side of me.

This wasn't alarming, and the ghost would fade out shortly as I moved around to fight another man. When I finally killed the last man, I took to be the sheriff himself, his ghost appeared along side of me and this one spoke to me. The ghosts looked strange. They had a glowing white humanoid form, but their faces were long and formed something like a small elephant trunk. The eyes were large and black. (Nearest thing I can find on the web, although these were all white and not dressed, is the white Spy vs. Spy.)

The sheriff's ghost explained to me that he needed to follow me a ways to a special point that would allow him to cross to the other side. He was not angry with me he noted, and actually welcomed being "freed from his body." I agreed, and I made my way back up the hill to the road the wagon had overturned on.

The specter followed with me the whole way and spoke in a calm friendly tone. We traveled down the path a bit further and came to a hill with a bright beam of sunlight. He said, "Here is where I can crossover." With that remark, he walked into the light and vanished. -Then I woke up.


Dream #2: I was sitting in my living room on the floor. My (passed away) grandfather entered the room and sat down in the big chair. I proceeded to tell him about my Clint Eastwood dream above. I thought it was based on a movie he had done "100-years ago" and my Grandfather just smiled. I said "Well not 100-years ago, but an old western he did placed in that time." My grandfather looked extremely real and friendly. He listened to me explain the whole dream with great interest.

Note: So Dream #2 was a dream in which I explained another dream to a DC. I had been thinking about my Grandfather earlier in the evening and he was a huge fan of westerns which we often watched together when i was young.

I was on the banks of a pond. I saw footprints in the sand. There were different animal prints and small people prints. I noticed that none of the prints had the proper number of toe imprints. Blown chance to go lucid.

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There was a girl at a bar with a guy. I guess they weren't together. I want to get with the girl, so I play around like I'm going to break her neck. It wasn't really violent, but rather a chance to get inside her personal bubble and make contact with her.

It works, because she gets up and I say, "C'mon...give me a hug." I held her so close and tight! It was wonderful. We ended up kissing, but it was closed mouth kisses as though we shouldn't be kissing at all. We kept hugging and going to the closed mouth kiss two or three times.

Makes me want to go back to bed!