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Had two very vivid dreams last night.

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Vividness-8

Fun sex dream. Whoohoo! Girl from college. Great Bj.

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Vividness-9

Starts with me at a friends house. We are all having a thanksgiving dinner(or possibly another holiday). I grab a little food, then they say grace. I feel embarrassed that i grabbed food before grace. My friend grabs some too while someone was saying grace and we both laugh. There is a little girl their too that comes into play later.
Dreamskip
I'm outside somewhere. I have no idea where i am. There are a few medium sized buildings around, and a few trees. Out of nowhere these giant worm shaped, brown things come from the ground. They start going after people on the ground. They shoot a sticky brown string. Once they grab you they pull you back up into it. I jump off a nearby ledge. The whole city is apparently not on regular ground. Off the side is just a straight down view. There are hundreds of stories of the building going down.

I start climbing down. I climb down maybe five stories before i head left. Each side of the mega-structure has a window on it. Apparently the whole thing is used as a living quarters for the people. I see the right room.I bust in, destroying the large window. It's completely dark inside. I scour the room and find the light. I turn it on and it's hard for me to see. For the next 10 minutes in the dream its hard for me to see. I find the girl that was in there, along with several other people, including my friend.

We go back out the window. Outside the window has turned into a grassy field with a road on the other side and a fence beyond that. We all run to the fence. It's barbed wire. I try to pick up the bottom pieces of it and slide under but to no success. I run, grab over the barbed wire, and pull as hard as i can to get over. I mange to get over relatively unscathed. Somehow the little girl got over too. We head for a building in the distance. I turn around and see one of those large, brown, worm type things attacking people in the far distance.

We get in the building and see that there are dozens of people in there. Most of my group moves forward alot into the main part of the building. The doors begin to close. The doors are made from iron and are not controlled by any of us. This was a trap to collect the people in the building. Only me and the girl from my group make it out of there. I walk over to my car nearby. I tell the girl to hop in the passenger seat. I start up the car. She starts walking around to get in while a guy pulls a gun out in front of me.

He yells,"Get OUT of my car!". I reply,"No this is my car". The girl then turns to me and asks if she should get in. I whisper yes, yes, yes, now, now under my breath to where the guy with the gun couldn't hear me. As soon as she was close enough to in, i put it in reverse. There were a few obstacles in my way. I hit a tree backing up. I pulled forward and hit a parked car that was in the way. Backed up again, hit nothing. Then pulled away, all while being fired upon by that asshole DC. Out on the road we are following a guy on a motorcycle that is doing a wheelie. He is clearing a path through the street for us so we follow him for a while.

After a bit i see my friend driving a car and he passes us. I turn my car around and catch up. Somehow the little girl got into his car. I wasn't worried about her, but was puzzled as to how she got their. We are riding along and for no reason, i flip a guy off. We continue on and i see a one of those giant brown worm again. Our road heads right along that way, but for some reason we knew we had to do this. The thing shot the sticky brown strings at us. They missed us and hit a few straggling civilians.

For a second i get a first person view inside the giant brown worm type things. Inside i saw people being pulled up it until it got to the top. Two people were talking. A man and a woman. The man says that you have to increase the heat just right to create warriors.(he didn't say warriors. But it was something similar). The woman talks about how cold can be just right too.

I'm back in my car. Me and my friend are driving over some crazy bridges. The craziness can barely be described so i'll do my best. There were 4-5 bridges total, but they all went up and down very quickly while not having rails on the side. Not only that, but there wasn't anything else around. You couldn't see the edges if you looked around. The massive room we were in was just monstrous.

Anyway, we were heading along those bridges when my car fell. I thought OH SHIT I"M DEAD! I then landed somewhat safely onto a bridge a few hundred feet below it. I saw my friend continue on. Somehow i knew he was going to try to fight the leader of the invading worm type things. I continue along my path. I find a Ghost from halo and a ghost type thing that shoots wraith shots.(can't remember the name of those). I fight an enemy that comes up and beat him easily enough. I settle down on a couch nearby and just think damn this is too much.

I then get a third person perspective on what went on with my friend. The enemy leader(who was talking in the worm earlier) was looking the other way talking to some grunt looking person. My friend comes up and pushes him off a 15 foot ledge the guy was standing on. My friend then hurries down to hopefully finish the job. The enemy leader instantly looks up upon hitting, gets fireballs in his hands and shoots them at my friend. He doesn't die, but is knocked unconscious. The leader then says,"He'll make an excellent Elementalist.

That might be the longest dream i've ever had. Anyway, looooong dream. I didn't put a few things in their as they weren't relevant to the story of it, and weren't interesting anyways. Stupid things DC can do is what i mean.

So the plan was to wake up at 3am after a DILD attempt to try a WBTB WILDy... attempt thing.

I had it all lined up, some subliminal video directly before sleep, lots of B6, big glass of apple juice, nommed on some dark chocolate, subliminal music playing in my ears. Off I go to sleep, affirming over and over again I WILL reality check, I WILL become lucid!

..... Aaand there's my alarm at 3am.
????

Ok, wait... dream recall, what did I dream in those 4 hours? *draws a blank* Come ON! Really? Nothing, brain? You've got nothing for me? What about last week when we were having crazy dreams about canoes with on board toilets? And now? Seriously??
Au! du Scheiße! You have to be kidding me!

Fine, whatever, I'm over it. Will wake up now and concentrate on some DV posts, hope the old brain gets the message before I try my WILD.
Lots of RCs, check, more subliminal music, check, comfy memory foam pillow and alert brain, check! We are GO!

..... Aaand SP evades me. An hour goes by. Still laying here feeling numb but floaty, the fuzzy vibrations seem to threaten to come get me then piss off as soon as I see them coming. It's like they are taunting me, sadistic buggers. All I see is blackness, not even a decent HI to be seen.
Eventually got fed up and rolled onto my side to go to sleep.

*tags this post with a triple FAIL*

1/14/11

1-The Storm
I arrive at school, black clouds swirling in the sky. I'd best get inside; tornadoes are already starting to form, and I know I can't fight them like I do in my dreams. ((Uh... Reality check??? Idiot.)) Once inside, we are all ushered to the gym for some sort of ceremony. Incidentally, I am sitting next to Mitchell. This is somewhat of a problem: I can sense he is beginning to fall for me, and I have no feelings for him whatsoever. In fact, I find him quite bothersome. But here, I face a conflict of personality.

My inhibited side wants to make it clear that I am not interested. However, a manipulative part of me wants to be with him to stir up trouble. After all, Shelby was obsessed with him for two years. I could just picture her reaction if I actually went out with him! The thought makes me giggle, and Mitchell looks at me with amusement. "What's so funny?"

"Uh, nothing." Idiot. I can't just use a person like that for my own crazy thrills. It's not ethical. Just because I have a thing for drama doesn't mean everyone else should suffer because of it.

I continue arguing with myself until the ceremony is over. For some reason Mitchell is leaving early, and he wants me to help him carry some stuff to his car. Oh, great... 'If he asks me out, I'd better say no,' I warn myself fiercely. Oh, come on, another part of me says, Don't you think it'd be a LITTLE fun to toy with him? 'No! Well, yes, but that's beside the point!'

At Mitchell's car, I hand him his things and glance up at the dark sky. "I have a feeling we won't be having school tomorrow," I say. He nods, seeming distracted, and looks at me hesitantly. Oh no, it's even worse than I thought. He's thinking about kissing me!

Some of my panic must have shown through, because he instead leans in closer and hugs me. "Goodbye," he says softly.

"Uh, goodbye," I mutter, unable to stop myself from hugging him back. Damn. I'm going to murder Evil Me one of these days...

He gets into his car and drives off, while I head back to the school. I feel dizzy, and my heart is beating out of control. "See what you're doing?" I mutter to myself. "Getting these stupid teenage hormones all out of whack. Something is seriously wrong with you." As soon as I walk in the door, I am met by a very unpleasant senior. I recognize her instantly as one of the newspaper staff. ((IRL, my school doesn't have a newspaper.)) I realize that she saw me with Mitchell, which is one of the worst possible things that could happen. ((According to the dream, there had been some sort of incident surrounding Mitchell lately, making him somewhat of a "celebrity."))

"You're going out with Mitchell?" she asks excitedly, notepad in hand. "How long have you known each other? What is your name?"

"It isn't like that," I say evasively, and run away from her. News travels quickly, though, and I am hounded by student reporters the whole rest of the day. Evil Me loves it. Shy Me wishes they would go away.

Finally the day ends, and my mood is as dark as the raging storm outside. It doesn't help matters any when my friends drag me along to help some girl with her boyfriend problems and end up making me miss the bus. They offer to drive me home; I have no option but to except. My mood improves drastically when I realize that this is all a dream.

Instead of ending up at my house, we are forced to stop at this creepy old mansion. Everything about it screams haunted: there are ghostly wails, eerie and unexplainable creaks, flickering lights... "My subconscious is so cliche," I say with amusement. ((I am lucid for a while, but I don't remember the rest of it.))

2- Important Insights
People have been collapsing lately and becoming completely catatonic. A girl falls down in front of me; I catch her before she hits the ground, then sit down and hold her against me as she has a violent seizure. I learn that she has a boyfriend named Zachary, so I use that to try to get her to come out of this. "Come on," I say, "You have to fight this. Zachary would be devastated if he never got to speak to you again." I continue saying things like this until she miraculously comes back to consciousness.

Later, I am working at some weird experimental facility dealing with the spiritual insights of dogs. At first, my job is to chase the dogs down as they run on their delirious quest to reach an insight. Then I get a promotion to counselor.

"This is your choice," I say to the dog in my hand, just as I'd heard my superiors say not long before. "No one else can decide this for you. If you chose to stay here, everything will return to the way it was. If you decide to go out there, you'll have an amazing spiritual awakening and come to an important insight. Just know that once you choose, there's no turning back. What is your decision?"

"I choose to go out," the dog says. As soon as he steps outside, his eyes turns dazed and he runs around frantically for several minutes, before finally coming to a halt and reaching his insight, which one of the Chasers promptly records.

My superior tells me to wrap it up for today. "I'll be finished after this last dog," I tell her, and give the dog my speech. All the chasers have gone home for the day, so I take this task as well. I follow the dog on his crazed run; for some reason I am running on all fours as well. I feel fast and free! I should run like this all the time!

Finally the dog stops, and looks enlightened. "What is your insight?" I pant.

"That dogs and people are really not that different, and can live in harmony together."

I suppose possibly the worst way to begin my dream journal is to share the absence of a dream. I have been trying to have a lucid dream for the past two weeks and have only succeeded once for a few minutes. Since then I have been needing that feeling like a meth addict going through withdrawl

How I prepare each night for a DILD attempt is to watch a subliminal video about lucid dreaming, then to meditate on lucid dreaming for around twenty minutes while listening the theta binaural beats, then go to sleep and hope some time tonight my daily reality checks will come to something. I then wake up to 3 different timers first at 3 then at 4 and then at 5:30. Yet so far all of these dreams have been non-lucids but have been so fantastic that I feel like a failure when I forget to perform reality checks

Last night I took some advice that I have heard about on DV that involved scaling back my attempts at a lucid dream, but that still produced the results you are seeing now.

But I am committed and look forward to the period in which LDs will be prevalent. However far away that may be

First dream of the night consisted of only thoughts. I just remember waking up around 4am thinking that he needed to turn in his points he'd earned. I had a mental image of a board game. (I think this was because me and my b/f were playing Life before we went to sleep)

The second dream, I found myself putting my son back to bed (which I really just did) and I was lying awake in bed trying to sleep again. Then all of a sudden someone knocked on the door. I cursed and got up and went to the door. My friend, we'll call her Dylan, was there with quite a few other people. They all started coming inside. At first, I was just mingling with them, I had no idea why they thought it was okay to just come in my house and party while we were trying to sleep. They all started drinking, and rolling joints.

I walked around the house (which I think back now, was actually my mom's house, but ours in the dream) and realized that I only knew a few people. I went back to my sleeping boyfriend and realized that my mom was sleeping there too. (must've realized in the dream that it wasn't my house and expected to see her) I could tell that they were having troubles sleeping because of the noise, and I didn't know what to do. My b/f, for name's sake, we'll call him Bob, he got up and got a beer. So, I start walking back to where the living room is and find a small round table, with some interesting looking people around it.

This girl, I remember she was a white haired blonde, she was rolling a suspicious looking joint. She handed it to me and before I took a hit, I asked her if there was anything else besides THC in it, she shook her head and said no, so I took a huge puff. As I'm passing the joint to the next person I notice a color-changing line running through it and I glanced back at the girl and she said, oh yea, you're going to feel really good after a few minutes. I realized then that it was LSD. ()(I don't even know if you can smoke LSD, or cut it with THC, but... anything is possible in dreams right... and I can dream, right??) I was excited and also very pissed off at the same time I wanted to punch this girl but she had walked into the next room. I followed her then and asked why she lied to me, and she said she didn't. Apparently, I had never asked her if there was anything else in it.

I started to worry how I was going to take care of my son when he woke up if I was tripping. I went to Bob and told him what happened, he told me to not worry about it. I went and grabbed a beer and sat on the couch, thinking things over. I figured I'd go talk to Dylan and figure out who that girl was cause I wanted to beat her ass. I found Dylan in the kitchen with two guys. I told her what happened and she just gave me this helpless look. I told her never to bring a bunch of people I don't know to my house with a bunch of drugs. I told her that she was always welcome, but her friends were not.

I started walking around the house again and I ran into a girl I went to High School with, I told her that she was welcome here since I knew her. I walked again and found another old friend, told him he was welcome as well. Couldn't recognize anyone else. I remember searching for that girl again, returning to the living room and asking about her. I mentioned something about this really cute guy everyone liked to Dylan and then told everyone to get out, please.

After they left, the house was a mess, I went back to bed I guess because when I woke up my bed was outside of the house, still with my boyfriend and my mom and my baby was at the foot of the bed in his crib. Only, it had stormed while we were sleeping outside, and even though it was winter, I thought, it was very warm, so I wasn't worried about my baby for a minute. Then I noticed all these trees dipping down that seemed to have been hit by lightning. I looked toward his crib and saw that it was slanted, like two legs on one side broke off. Bob hurried to his crib and pulled him out, he had bruises all over his face. I remember thinking, how the hell could I have let that happen to my baby. I felt so shitty, I didn't understand how we got outside. Bob said we needed to take him to the hospital, as he got things together, I was looking for the baby tylenol, he wasn't crying but I was afraid just in case.

After a few minutes I realized my baby was fine and didn't need the hospital, he was just a bit scratched up. So we're sitting in the house and suddenly my cousin's daughter (Gemma) is there (she is 3) and I'm watching her for some reason. I dressed her in this cute red dress and red heels (the last time I saw her at christmas, her grandma, my rich aunt, bought her a dress up kit, she looked so silly lol). Anyway, next scene, me and Gemma are in some store with a cart, waiting in line to check out. Her dad, my cousin, is in front of us and someone calls his cell phone. He starts explaining something about why he wasn't there, then I realized my mom was behind me and she started talking about that party. My cousin turns around and says shhh really loud.

Pretty sure I woke up after this. Crazy dream.
Dreamsign: Another storm. Beds go INSIDE of the house.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in a field which was a part of someone's property. I was walking on top of a huge drift of snow. The snow was hard enough to walk on the surface. The sky overhead was a heavy, pale grey.

I told myself I was checking the ice in this area for something in particular. I came upon a patch of ice revealed beneath some snow. I walked out onto it. I told myself that if I were able to walk on the ice, the ice would be stable enough so that there would be no worry for the field.

I saw a small puddle of water just beyond the ice. I stepped into it. It was only ankle deep at first. But it soon got so deep that my whole body plunged in. I thought this might mean trouble for the field. But then I figured it probably wouldn't. The puddle was deep, but it was still small.

I started worrying about myself. I had fallen into this freezing water and I needed to get out. I looked around for a way out. But the body of water was now as big as a lake.

I was now out of the lake and on some kind of long, covered walkway of red flagstone. The walkway went around some kind of big desert mansion. Some of my old friends were there. They were all getting ready to go somewhere else. I saw them walk up a staircase at one end of the walkway. Somewhere there may have been snow-covered cacti.

Dream #2

I was in an apartment that wasn't mine. I may have been watching the apartment for somebody. The apartment was small, but comfortable. It was on a higher floor. Light came inside, filtered through the greens and yellows of tree leafs.

I was sneaking past the apartment windows. I needed to go out my window and into someone else's to get something. But I couldn't let anybody know I was doing it. There was a lot of activity outside. The landlords (a man and woman who had actually been landlords of an old building I lived in) were climbing up and down ladders, helping some invalid lady get back into her apartment. The invalid lady was actually sitting in a full bathtub which was perched atop a swinging, crane-like ladder.

Everybody had gotten the invalid woman (who was a woman from an old neighborhood I lived in) into her house. They were all going away. I realized now that I needed to get the stuff from the invalid woman's apartment.

I looked out the window and saw my mom sitting in a tub similar to the one the woman had been sitting in. I knew my mom was going to take care of the invalid woman. I called to my mom to get the stuff I needed from the invalid woman's apartment. My aunt has asked for it, I told her.

My mom got upset and yelled at me that she wasn't going to get anything, and that my aunt was just being selfish. I came to understand that the stuff in question were these small, white, pebble-type things. They were used as a kind of fuel for a special waterbed that acted as a kind of room service. I understood that my aunt had run out of her white rocks and that she now felt she should be able to get the rocks from anybody else's supply if she wanted.

Now that I understood what was going on, I wasn't so interested in getting the rocks for my aunt. I was now by myself in the invalid woman's kitchen. The white rocks were on the old woman's table, in a purple-pink container that looked like, and may even have said, Raid bug spray. The container was squarish and may have had two nozzles or spouts.

I read, somewhere, about the room-service waterbed. The waterbed could always make coffee and tea, with no fuel. But for anything other than coffee and tea, white rocks were needed. (I seemed to be reading this off a brown, plastic plate which may have served as kind of a caution sign on the side of a waterbed.) With enough white rocks, however, the waterbed could bring you just about anything you wanted.

I was in a coffee shop like a Starbucks. The store was long, and the back half, where I was, was almost empty. It was dim. I was heading for a line to get some coffee when I realized there was a vending machine to my right. It sold silver canisters full of the white rocks. The canisters looked like a mix between stainless steel thermoses and popcorn poppers. I figured I'd pick one up and pay for it at the register for my aunt.

But now, in a vending to the right of the rock machine, I saw a lot of plastic bubbles full of what looked like candy hearts. But somewhere among those bubbles there was a slip of paper talking about the rocks. It said the white rocks (called "wenclets") and the room-service waterbed were as bad as drugs, and that they had destroyed the lives of teenagers.

I looked away from both vending machines. I figured I'd just go get my coffee. But now I saw, through a glass door at the back end of the coffee shop (leading into a mall?) a big, black man staring at me. I knew he'd seen me looking at the wenclets and candyy hearts. I thought he'd think of me now as either a drug dealer or a narc. I turned away from the man, toward the line and the front of the store. But I was suddenly afraid.

Dream #3

I was looking at an internet site that advertised little girls. The site sold the little girls, basically as life-long love slaves. All the girls were pretty, and the photos showed them out having fun on playgrounds and in nature.

I was now going to have a meal with my friend H. It turned out that she had either bought or was in the process of buying a couple of these girls for herself.

1/14/11 - Chick Fight? Not really...
Dream Non-dream Lucid

Mary, Hannah, and I were in a little costume shop. It was pretty cluttered and difficult to navigate. I wandered over to something cute that I noticed. When I turned from the clothes, there was a girl from my school standing there, with a couple others, blocking my way. The first girl spoke. "You fucking bit me in the locker rooms today," she spat. I rolled my eyes at her. "I did not; I think I'd remember biting someone."
"You did," she said, "and don't even try lying."
I stepped forward and got all up in her space. "The locker room's always crowded, so I may have unintentionally bumped into you, but you know and I know that I didn't bite you. Now move your ass out of the way and let me through."
She blinked several times and stepped to her right. The other two girls tried hard not to laugh as I passed them and went to the other side of the store, meeting up with my friends.

Something like that happened yesterday, except it was for a completely different reason, and it was more of a one-on-one argument.

Oneironaut let me borrow this Uma Thurman movie. He had two of them, and I wanted them both, but he told me it was a one or the other type thing due to how different the two movies were. Anyways, I ended up watching/being in the movie itself. Uma and I were on a dusty highway heading west, and the perspective kept changing from first to third person. Either way, the whole thing was about this crazy car chase. I wasn't doing too much except being the guy who's like "oh my god, how do you know all of this stuff?", and she was taking out most of the bad guys. Once we got switch seats, and I took over the driving for a bit, and I remember she went outside of the vehicle and took some people out.

That's about when she left, and I found myself in Vegas on Halloween. There were a lot of kids out on the strip dressed up as different characters, and I was trying my hardest not to run any of them over. I arrived at this hotel where D, J, and O was at. Apparently they got there the day before, and I was meeting up with them. We were in a restaurant on the first floor, and sitting in some private section. O knew a bunch of the staff there because he had worked the before. He was introducing me to a few of them, and they asked me about some dance competition I was in. They all told me I should have won, but they couldn't vote for me because they worked there. I told them not to worry about it, and I thought that was going to be the outcome either way.

I tried to tell O about this dream I had during that same night, but he wasn't paying attention to me. He was sort of buried in his laptop looking at DV chat. D, and J told me that I had to sign in, and we went to the lobby. There were theses booths where you could check in, and instead of giving us a total, they gave us receipts of how much we saved. D and J saved about 300 bucks, and I saved 200. D told me I didn't save as much cause I was here for only one day.

We left the lobby and hopped in this party bus with a dance floor on it. I was wondering how much money I had left, and when I opened my wallet, a five flew out. I went to pick it up, and saw a twenty lying next to a guy. When I headed over there, the guy acted like it was his. I picked it up and gave it to him. There was an old man in the middle of the bus dancing to whatever song that was playing, and when it finished, he got his song to play the SAME song again. There was an mp3 player on the wall that he used. The song wasn't bad, but whatever.

At a house I've never seen before, I realize I am about to be taken to some Nazi concentration camp. There are guards walking all around, and the only other people there other than them are myself, M, and my parents. We are told that anything we cover up in our rooms with a towel, they won't take and we can have later, we just need to follow directions. So it's dark and I can't see, but I decide to go find some of M's things to cover since I don't really care about anything I own. I cover a radio and a VCR and put some old cups on top. I try to go in my room but I can't see where I'm going. I walk out to find my mom and I'm crying and nervous, so she comes with me. She brings me to a room with candles and little statues (I noticed a Mets figurine). She starts turning a few of the statues 90 degrees around and is telling me they will go through our stuff anyways. Then I ask her if this means we are going to die, and she says yes, but not today. I look out the window and I see a huge S - shaped fire pit and I know they are throwing people in there.

...

I'm in a big old house (seen before in a dream, but as a college I think) and my whole family is there. I take little S and we are walking around in a vegetable garden, and I am telling her about all the names of the vegetables. I see some vegetables that probably don't really exist, like a white squash with rainbow flecks all around it. As I'm carrying her, I can't believe how much I love this little girl. Later, I see my brothers T & J and I follow them. Something is going on that is making us all laugh. Then J is sitting in a chair and he has a huge bag of weed in his jacket pocket.

...

At some kind of block party, I am walking around and see people from all aspects of my life standing in little clusters all around. I see my Uncle B and I try to get his attention to tell him there is a lady at work that has a brother that lives on the same street as him. I see M drinking something and I want a sip, but when I ask he finishes the whole thing and throws the bottle at me. I get frustrated and I start walking around some more. I hear "Just Breathe" by Pearl Jam playing over the speakers somewhere (2nd time I've heard this song in a dream recently). I say to myself, "How can I be surrounded by so many people I know, but still be standing here completely alone?"

Note: For the past several nights I haven't been able to remember a single dream, and until the last section of last night, I thought I was going to have yet another night where I couldn't remember anything. It was during the last hour or so of my sleep that I started having a dream, and my alarm woke me during the dream, so I was able to remember it. Then it got a bit strange, I will explain it as I post the dream here.

My mother and I are at a train station, looking around to see what is happening. I see one of the trains waiting at the station, though there aren't very many people around, so it is virtually empty. I think it would be fun to take a train ride, but I figure the trains probably cost too much to ride. But when I look, the trains are running for free, so there is no reason why we can't take one and see the sights for a bit. So my mom and I climb onto one of the trains and we wait there, it is a two level train, so we choose seats on the top. More people get on board, and finally it pulls out of the station. From Tucson, the train heads south. The desert looks greener than I have seen it for a long time since there has been a drought going on in the desert for a while. It is really pretty out there. So we just ride along and enjoy the ride until we reach another train station. My mother says it's time to head back to Tucson, so we get off of the train and board a train that is leaving in the opposite direction. Shortly after departure, however, this train turns off to the right, heading east. So we ride the train for a while longer, over a couple bridges, and finally to another station. So once again, we get off the train, but this time we check a couple of maps and find the train that is heading back to Tucson. To be honest, I'm getting a bit bored riding on trains, so I'm ready to head back.

This is also a double level train, but the lower level is actually enclosed. There is a celebration there, I look over and see it is a wedding… or it looks sort of like one. There is a woman in a wedding dress, and another woman in a skimpy bikini, but the two of them are standing in front of an official looking man, saying wedding vows to each other. I take a piece of the cake and eat it, it is delicious, though it isn't chocolate… I then go upstairs onto the open air deck to take a look around. I go to one end of the train where I can see the engineer down below me, or I can see where the engineer is supposed to be… there's no one there now. I look ahead and see smoke and fire, so much fire… and we're heading right for it! I go back downstairs and find the engineer is at the party, so I tell him what is going on, and he goes straight back to his place and sees what I saw. The fire is spreading towards us, so the engineer stops the train and starts backing up. We are backing up into water, which seems strange to me. Everyone goes to the top level of the train to keep from getting drowned inside, but we are still sinking. The engineer says the train will make it, but if not, jump in and swim for it. I am standing on one of the seats, my HP Palmtop computer is in one pocket, my cell phone in my other pocket… I know they would not be happy to get wet. The fact I haven't used my HP palmtop for several years since it became seriously outdated doesn't occur to me, that now I use an iPod Touch… but it does occur to me that the desert is so flooded, and it's not even the monsoon season. So I do a RC and find I'm dreaming.

Now that I'm lucid, I fly into the air to go check out the fire a bit closer. I am checking to see if there is any easy way to go around it so my mom and I can get home. It's not a brush fire like I'd first thought… well, actually much of it is a brush fire, but a large portion of the south side of Tucson is also on fire. There is a track that goes around Tucson to the east, it circumvents the burning areas. Then I ask myself why I need to get the train home, it is a dream, after all. But I decide to follow the story a bit farther, I have the feeling I don't have much longer left to sleep, so trying to complete one of my goals would be pointless. So I fly back to the train and tell the engineer what I saw, as well as telling the other people in the train. The engineer switches tracks at one of the track switches, and we get on a track heading east. I am looking at the fire off to my left when my alarm wakes me up.

So I wake up, and as is my habit, I reach up and hit the snooze button… then I drift off back into the dream again. I do this fast enough that I don't lose lucidity, I'm not sure if this counts as a DEILD, but it was definitely a continuation of the previous dream. The train is being attacked now, it is stopped. Some of the people are trying to escape, running away from the train even though the rest of them are telling those who are running to stay with the train. I see some other people out there waiting for the runners with guns, are they going to shoot them? The guns turn out to be hand held flame throwers, the people waiting for the runners set the first ones on fire. The burning ones run around in circles screaming, the others try to return to the train, but it is too late. The people with flamethrowers seem to find it very entertaining to watch their victims burn alive. They continue approaching the train, and I finally remind myself that I am dreaming and can stop them. They like fire so much, let's let them have some! I use Damage Inc. to send fireballs at them, the fireballs blast some of them and set others on fire, and the remaining ones retreat. I go into the train, and I see my mother staring at me, she asks where I learned to do that, I tell her I can always do that in a dream… and then my alarm goes off because the snooze period is done.

I hit the snooze button again, and slip right back into the dream. Everyone is saying that stopping those attackers now won't help as long as there are more of them out there, they will just try again, and this time with more of them… or they will try a sneakier approach. I tell them I'll just have to follow those who retreated back to their base of operations and take them out there. The people tell me not to leave, they will be defenseless in the train. I tell them I have to go stop the attackers, they're burning everything! So we compromise, we start working on the train, reinforcing the walls to keep attacks out, sealing parts of it off to keep fire out… and then someone got in contact with several large rock golems, these golems stand about twice the height of the train, and they are marching alongside it. Well they should be immune to burning… The work on the train is taking too long, I know my ten minutes might be almost up, and sure enough, my alarm goes off and wakes me.

Ok, so again with the snooze button… the dream was quite interesting, and I wanted to go back. I am back on the train, but I leave right away, heading in the directions the enemies had retreated. I haven't gone far when I see there is an island in the sky, and on that island is a city. I fly up to the island and I see more of the people who tried to set the train on fire, and they were surely the ones who set Tucson on fire. The island is flying low, and there are people with some kind of long range flamethrowers on the front of it… or maybe they're lasers that are starting fires. Looking down in front of the island I see everyone running… quite a few people, dogs, cats, deer, coyotes, rabbits, bobcats, and other assorted animals, all of them mixed together as if they weren't aware they were supposed to be afraid of each other. There are people there shooting the fire, they are setting the stragglers on fire and laughing as their targets burn to death. I go down and use a blast of icy air to extinguish their latest targets which included a woman, a kid looking to be about seven years old, a pair of javalinas, and a coyote. I heal them and then head back to the island, where the people there are staring at me. I am pissed off at their sadistic behavior, I tell them if they like burning so much, they would be the ones to burn. I use Damage, Inc. to start a fire that encircles the entire city, preventing escape. The fire spreads rapidly inwards, I get the feeling there are some in there that can be saved… so I fly into the city and use telekinesis to lift them out of the path of the fire. There aren't many of them… I check, but these people don't seem to believe in pets… so all that is left in the city are a bunch of assholes. I set the people I have pulled out onto the ground, using a healing spell on them just before I wake up again. This time I get up.

DELETED

I had a slew of dreams last night but don't remember a lot of details. The lucids were a couple sleep cycles back, so even they're a little hazy. Still, the dreams were pretty action-packed last night. The first one, I went lucid while flying some kind of open-air helicopter, and it was the biggest "A-ha! I'm dreaming" moment I've had in a while, with the landscape just slamming into vivid detail. I don't remember much beyond flying around. In another one, where I was still lucid, my sister gave me a little 'baby orange,' one of the tiny wedges from the inside of some oranges, for me to eat so I would remember what she'd told me when I woke up, but I woke up right after she handed it to me, before I could eat it. I did remember what she'd told me at the time, but don't anymore :/

My last dream wasn't lucid, but was pretty awesome. It started in this little hobbit-hole of a bar where people organized illegal road-races. I got into a race with two other vehicles and was in 2nd most of the time, behind this big pick-up truck, but then I drafted him and sling shot past, and left the other two in the dust (actually, the last leg of the race was curvy as hell and covered in snow) and beat them back to the bar.

Okey this night I really dream alot. First off I got into a fight with one of my best friends in gothenburg where I live. It where snowing outside like it does in reality too. We where going to some night clubs like we always do.

The day after that I think im traveling down to the center of our town. While we are siting in the car travelin down we are talking about some stuff and my best friend jimmie talks about a party where they where outside and where dancing in the water with sandra, petter and a phew other girls to and a
excavator(haha?)
We talk abit more about that party then we go outside of the car and suddenly another guy stands besides us. He where going somewhere but I can't remember where.

Then im looking at a girl at facebook and I think this is where I wake up to reality. Now when I waked up I immediately go to the computer and write some small stuff about every dream I can remember. I realize that I'm still tierd and go back to sleep.

The dreams now are about a party in gothenburg and we just left one. Outside that party or nightclub we are walking down the street and a girl starts to follow us. The girl had a long white dress and long blonde hair and she was rather short. I remember she was really annoying and she talked alot of bullshit. She really wanted our attention. Suddenly from nowhere she says I should take a plant and runs inside a flower-shop and takes a big plants and runs out of that. While we are running down the cobblestone street we sees a big bulding to the left of us. Inside there it's a big party that looks like a halloween party. I remember that we said this looks great and when we walked inside it where empty on the big dancefloor. But when I looked to the balcony and the big stairs I was
shocked it was CROWDED. We walked to the balcony and their we met up with a friends ex girl friend sivve. Sivve looked like when Ive met her 3 years ago really beatiful.

This is antoher dream where a friend omar talked about a party I couldn't come to where they where dressed up as country singers and on the picture everyone did look so happy and I got abit jealous that I couldn't come. Everyone where playing a instrument and when I did have the picture in my hand the song they where singing in the picture transformed into that night and I got to hear them sing something like like a dog. When you are weak as a dog. The people in the picture where, omar, petter, sandra, sofie, connie and another I can't remember who it is.

Anyway this is about everything I remember from last night and this night was great success!

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of December 22-23, 2010.]

I'm riding in the back of my parents' car as we drive to the home of a friend of mine in Wrightwood. As we drive along the winding mountain road [which has appeared in at least one dream before this one, but I don't think I bothered to write it down], I notice that a Walgreens has opened in this remote little mountain town, and I am bothered by its presence there. I feel that it spoils the natural, rustic ambiance of the place. As the drive goes on, I start to feel sleepy.

We arrive at my friend's house. I meet their dog, and I'm nowhere near as afraid of being met by a new dog as I used to be [in real life]. Inside the house, there is a party going on, with lots of people. I eat dinner with some of them in the living room. The topic of conversation is how people who move out here to the mountains do so because they want to be 100% original and avoid letting big corporations influence their lifestyle too much, which is why the presence of a Walgreens is so offensive to the people who live here.

I wander into another room of the house, where I find a dog and a cat. Oh, great, I think. Now I'm going to have an allergy attack. [This is exactly how I would react to this situation in reality, by the way.] There are a whole bunch of different games set up on two different tables in this room. One of them is a stack of bowls, each with a vocabulary question and answer printed on it and a logo that reads “OKWords.” Another is a fallen phrases puzzle whose solution is an invocation to some mythological (possibly Norse?) god of death. There are quite a few people in this room, too. One of them is wearing a purple dinosaur suite, and another has some Pokemon dolls. As I'm walking around in the room, someone sends me back into the other room to find out what everyone there wants to drink. I walk back into the first room to find out. There is a large tray of cookies and other goodies on the table in that room; I eat a blueberry off of it.

The dream shifts to a new dream. Now, I'm in a movie/book titled Tron. [It has absolutely nothing to do with the real-life Tron.] The story I'm in involves an alternate dimension, which is accessed through a big, hidden doorway. Said alternate dimension is a typical epic fantasy world, and the story that takes place there has a lot of the universal mythic feel of the original Star Wars trilogy. I can understand why people are so insulted by the lightshow that is the new Tron; it has none of this mythic feel at all. [In real life, I've seen the original Tron, but not the new one. The content of this dream was based entirely on Internet hearsay about the new one.] There is a very clear scene in which the bad guys get through the aforementioned hidden doorway, and watch the good guys' actions on giant magical screens that are really interdimensional gateways.

The scene shifts again. Now, rather than being in the scene from the old Tron, I'm watching it with a group of people I know in real life, including Guy and some of my fellow students from his classes. As I watch, I realize that the scene we're watching was shot at Disneyland, due to the disguised but clearly visible Matterhorn in one broad shot of the landscape. I say aloud, “Wow, awesome! I won't say it, I'm just thinking it very loudly.”

The scene shifts again. Now that same group of people and I are on the train that goes around [this particular dream version of] Disneyland. We pass several other park landmarks that have been disguised to look like other things, like the Matterhorn was. The train passes behind a large, white, curved, several-story office building. I am shooting ahead of the train, flying on hover boots. As the train and I approach the Tron station (where we started our train trip around the park), I tell the boots to slow down, because my legs are starting to hurt from being kept bent at a 90-degree angle at the knee so that I can stay upright while using the hover boots. I say aloud, “Slow down, boots. Please?” They don't slow down. My alarm woke me up out of this scene, which disappointed me, because it was a really cool dream. I was also dismayed to realize that meeting the dog and not being afraid of it had been a dream.

Wow, its like being awoken by Morpheus in the Matrix. Like experiencing reality for the first time! Let me begin...

Part 1: The Realization

I was in my own bedroom when my dream consciousness began. I stood there looking out my window next to my best friend. I asked him if he heard the airplane flying over. He didn't respond so I turned around to see where he was. I found myself in front of my mirror, and THATS WHEN IT HIT ME! I was dreaming! But I didn't panic, and I didn't fret. He looked at me and I even said it out loud "we're dreaming". And to prove it to him and myself I ran at my mirror and dove, and I started hovering right then and there like a parachuter.

NEXT is the exciting part!

Part 2: Something Un-earthly

I went back to my window (2 windows side by side actually, about 6 foot tall and 4 foot wide). I opened the shutters and looked at the moon (it was daytime mind you). I said to my friend, "this doesnt look right". Thats when the moon became the earth, and where we were became an alien planet. We stood there still in my room, but overlooking a alien ocean, which was very very blue unlike any earth shade of blue. I was so excited, being that I've absolutely in love with space and its possibilities. I stood there admiring earth when the earth changed to an earth like planet, and our planet its neighboring planet. It was like the universe was showing me an actual place that exists somewhere in the cosmos. It was showing me an earth like planet, and I was the first to see it. I actually ended up bringing in a celebrity singer and fooling around with her next, but I'll leave that out. haha

Part 3: Losing control

I didn't start losing control until my parents came in to the dream and starting yelling at me about the girl I had in my room.

But overall, a very successful first time! Can't wait to go back there..

The dream didn't feel more real, but it felt like more of the truth. Our existence in this reality makes less sense to me than that in a dream world where we have total control. I want back in!