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I am going to a camp. I go into a large building. Inside it is dark. There is an outer hall, after which there is a chain of rooms surrounding a large hall, which is connected to a little smaller room. I go to one of the rooms surrounding the large hall. There is a creature in it. I can't remember precisely, what it looked like, but I recall it was a large, purple mass connected to the floor and ceiling. Someone comes to me explaining something about parallel universes. We exist in multiple universes and do at least partially the same things in them, but this (I don't remember what 'this' was) we should do only in this universe and let the other universes take care of themselves. I continue to the hall. There is a bazaar in it. It is very dark, there are only some purple lights in the ceiling. I go to the other end of the room, to the smaller room. There is someone playing a piano there. There is also a lift in the middle of the room. I leave the room and go back to the bazaar. I go through it to one of the smaller rooms. I continue to the next room. It is about four times the size of the previous room. It is made of grey stone and there is a forge and some anvils in it. There was someone by the forge. I go through the room, and end up in the room with the lift in it. There are some people in it. I join them. The lift starts to rise but I am overcome by the fear of high places and leave it before it goes too high. I go back through the room with the forge in it, to the room with the thing in it and into the bazaar. I see a friend of mine. She is pushing some guy on the wall on the diaphragm with her elbow. Her face is dark with anger. I turn to the opposite direction. Some thugs surround me.
"You couldn't poke even a synthetic hole"
I leave that unanswered. Another of the speaks to me:
"Didn't you hear? And besides, you should be in your class. You see, right here"
He points at a list nailed on a pillar. I read it. The lesson is outside, in the sports field.

I leave the building and go to the sports field, which is just outside. There are some of my friends there. We leave the field and the camp area. The building is in a city. We are now in the city centre. I become lucid (at least partially, I realized that I'm in a dream and can do anything, but I still stayed with my friends). In this case anything didn't mean anything you can't do while awake but instead anything you can do while awake while no one is watching. Braking windows and going into buildings (without getting hurt), that sort of stuff. Now also my friends knew we could do anything so we decided to hang around in dangerous places. After hanging in a building site my friend asked:
"Where is the city centre?"
I answered that we are already there. We go around a corner. Below us is a park by a river. Another friend of my friend is sitting there on a bench. We go to talk to her. I ask her something.
"You are a part of my dream so you know, what I mean"
She starts melding into the wood, getting smaller and smaller. Before she can answer, her head is smaller than a fingertip. I put my finger on her face and when I take it off, she is gone.
"No! Come back!"
The image changes. Now there is a computer screen in front of me. I put my hand over it. The image changes again.
"Come back!"
The farmer on the computer speaks:
"Keep yourself lucky enough. Only five out of fifty get an answer."
Now I have a thin stick on my hand. Every time I wave it over the image, it changes, though only little. First the wallet hanging from the farmer's belt changes, the the colour of his clothes etc. I keep waving the stick over the image furiously until I wake up.

I was Morgan Freeman in my dream! How cool is that?? Who DOESN'T want to be Morgan Freeman??

I'm in some huge warehouse type building. I'm watching Morgan Freeman and a woman being escorted by a third person into this building. It's the kind of place someone would be brought to be tortured. Concrete floors, dripping rain from the high ceilings....Morgan and the woman are undercover. There are gang members all around. The woman and the person escorting them in go off somewhere, and Morgan is left behind. Now I am Morgan, and the gang members crowd around me as soon as the other two are out of sight. They surround me and get closer and closer and I know they're going to hurt me. Then something happens, someone trips or there's a noise or something. I take the opportunity to escape through a gap in the crowd of huge, angry men. They chase after me and I climb up into an awning, but the awning is made of glass. I hold myself up by gripping onto the inside edges of the awning. One of the gang members shoots at me. I pull a couple of fire alarms and cops immediately swarm the place. The guy shooting at me gets in a couple last shots before he takes off, but never hits.

I am teaching my younger brother and sister to steal. We enter some house in a city which doesn't seem to have anyone in it.
*blank spot*
We stole something from the house and were going to another, when I notice there's lots of people. I tell my brother and sister that it's over for now and we go on our way. Several days later, I am on some computer watching a flash movie about ice mario/bowser blowing up a tower when I am poked to my shoulder.

I turn and it's my school advisor, plus some old lady. I instantly think "Oh crap I am caught". They just smile there, like being happy for finding the thief and then school advisor calmly takes a cellphone, puts in numbers and says to phone "Could you please connect to (my father's name)".

I am freaking out, for I am going to be put to jail for the rest of my life. I think my life is ruined. "Why I went to steal in the first place? Who made me do it?"
*Time warp or whatever, later anyway*

I am walking on a snowy road, it's winter. There's a lake right next to road. I fall to it for some reason and try to get back up. I see someone on the land. "I'm drowning!" I shout. Character: "No you're not!" and pushes me further to lake to deeper waters (there was snow on the bottom of the lake).

I manage to get back to land, shouting help once. I ask the character to get my stuff, for all my stuff had spreaded to lake from my bag, including the clothes I had on me. He starts getting them when I hear some sirens of a incoming emergency car, not really an ambulance, some kind of mix between that and a fire truck.

The car stoppes next to me, I feel like I am freezing. Suddenly the character goes in and the car leaves without me.
*Time warp or whatever, later anyway*

I am on that car, with my clothes on. Student from school is in front of me, seemingly angry. He tries to kick me to my b****, which I manage to dodge. Annoyed by this, I stomp on his toes. This gets him berserk and in turn, he tries to stomp on my foot.

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For some reason, I don't really count this as a nightmare, although I was about to be putted to jail forever, almost drowned and got attacked.

(I was a hybrid of Nicole/somebody in this one. At times it was me, and at other times it wasn't me. For the sake of this dream being recorded, I will say that it wasn't me.)

Nicole was doing her daily rounds in the medical bay when she noticed some people were beginning to act strange. Not violent - just. . . Out of the normal. She noted this in her daily log and went to bed. The next day, things were drastically different. People were. . . Mutating. Turning into something that most definetely was not human. Her parter, whom had been doing rounds with her, told her things were changing. Not everything was going to be the same after this. His face was beginning to melt into some kind of lumpy mass of flesh, and when Nicole asked him what h meant, he simply lifted his hand and pointed.

Necromorphs.

One of them was tearing into somebody with obvious enjoyment.

Nicole gasped, and her coworker simply turned calmly and began to walk away. He showed them to a safe house - but it honestly didn't matter. The entire colony, which was situated in the ocean, began to go to hell. The dome that covered it cracked, and the ocean quickly rushed in to cover everything. Nicole quickly got to a terminal, and began to call Isaac, hands shaking and voice barely audible.

He got it.

And the first thing he did was scream. He had to go back into hell to save the person he loved, and it wasn't fair to him, because he'd just come back from the Ishimura. Regardless, he found his newer, better version of his armor. He strapped it on, and with a blinding flash of light, the suit's systems came on.

I woke up right as Isaac was showing up and Nicole was scavenging through supplies methodically in a closet, trying to determine how many people she could save and how many would try to kill her from trying.

For purposes of keeping track, i've only had one lucid inbetween my last post and this, not including the one i had last night. Took 2 melatonin. Shitload of dreams, not great recall though.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-7

I came out of a different dream, and woke up in my bed. Got up and did a RC. I walked into my kitchen. Everything was pretty normal. My mom was folding clothes. But there was this girl just sitting their on the stool at our bar. So i fucked her. Never finished since i was losing dream control. I stopped and just started walking around the dream.

That led to a whole shitload of other dreams. But can't think of em right now. Got to go to college now, and can't spend time typing this. When i get back i'll probably have forgotten them anyway. But it feels good to post again to DV.

My dream was about an asian girl beginning with black hair that I was viewing 3rd person. She came to my residence and started having seizures. Her hair would slowly change into all the colors of the rainbow, and took on the texture of a mop. Her mother came by and took her away for a year. After the year was up, her mother made her return and sell some products, to make money and come to terms with what had happened. The asian girl immideately starting having seizures again when she returned. Then I woke up.

17/10/2010 back to the good dreams again. on a family trip to london to a place with bars and fariground rides. trying on stupid jackets with my dad. then went on this massive sky ride thing with my brother and there was only a bar to hold onto while the thing span you upside down and round and round 100 meters in the sky. my bro kept letting go and just floating which was scaring the shit out of me but kind of in a good way. later im strolling through town with a spliff and this guy approaches me thinking im a dealer. instead i get invited to a party later. walk towards a big crowd and decide its not the best idea witha smoke so i turn around and finish it and hold it in for as long as i remember. even better then the real thing

Good morning, everybody. My dream recall has been terrible over the past couple days. It's probably because I've spent hours each night watching all the different versions of RC Succession's Transistor Radio on YouTube. Hitto kyoku!

So these entries will be pretty fragmented.

Dream #1

I was watching a scene like a theatre production or a large-scale movie as if I were actually in the environment without participating in it.

The scene focused on a woman who stood atop an enormous, colorful temple, which was somehow inside a much larger building. The temple was as colorful as a Buddhist or Hindu painting. It was decorated to the last inch with beautiful flowers in plates and vases. There may even have been colorful foods decorating the tables.

The woman walked out of a room at the top of the temple, turned right, then sat on her knees on a cushion, facing the wall to the left (her left) of the doorway. (The doorway and the top room looked more like in a Mayan temple, not a Hindu or Buddhist painting.) My view was from behind, above, and just to the left of the woman.

The woman didn't look normal. She was probably a dark blue. She probably didn't have a complete form. Her body may have had a stony look, like Jack Kirby's version of the Fantastic Four's The Thing, except with a feminine figure. She may also have had chakra markings delineated on her somehow.

The woman was breaking some kind of law or rule by meditating. Apparently meditation was forbidden. So now there was a group of high officials heading out to capture and arrest the woman. But there was also a group of men who had taken it upon themselves to protect the woman. She was a hero to them, possibly because her meditation had some kind of power.

I was now among the group of men, acting as a part of the group, not just watching. The men looked big and tough. One of them may have looked like Russell Crowe.

We stood at the bottom of the temple, before a beige-colored stone gate. But it also felt like we were standing in a messy living room.

I was happy to be helping the men. But I was also afraid. I was afraid of getting hurt by the officials. But I was also afraid of looking stupid with my usual clumsy actions. I may have said something regarding all this. The man who looked like Russell Crowe may have looked at me in disgust.

Dream #2

I was in my great-grandmother's living room. The room was filled with dim, yellowy light. The floors were strewn with sheets and blankets.

I was with a few other people, possibly co-workers. We had just finished some task. Now we had to go to another task. But we had to change our clothes first. We were all running around to different rooms, as if playing a game, looking for the new clothes to wear.

I was in my great-grandma's guest room (which us kids would sleep in when we'd spend nights at her house). I was taking off my pants or putting new pants on when I noticed that C, a guy from my work, was in the living room. I could see him from the bedroom because the walls now, apparently, only went up to about my waist.

I thought C was going to accuse me of not doing any work because I was in the middle of changing my pants. I thought I would explain to him that changing my pants was actually a part of my job.

But suddenly a cat with a black body and white belly and paws jumped down through the circle my arms were making with the pants. C was amazed by what the cat had done. I was amazed, too. It seemed so random that the cat would jump down through my arms like they were a hoop.

Either I or C may have wondered if the cat had been trained to do that.

Dream #3

I was out on a street corner across the street from "my apartment building." It actually looked like the street corner at the beginning of Youth without Youth, except with really wide streets, as if the streets were somehow an entire horizon.

There were a lot of young men and women out on the street with me. They were all beautiful and well-dressed.

I had thought that this might have been a bad time for me to go out and do whatever it was I needed to do. Either it had been too early or the sky had been too dark due to clouds or else the clouds in the sky had been presaging a storm.

But now I looked up into the sky to watch it clear smoothly into wispy, white clouds. I was amazed. But I also had that inconvenienced feeling, like when you realize that you now have to do something for sure, no excuses. I thought that if everybody knew how lazy I was about getting moving, they'd dislike me.

I was about to cross the street with everybody else. But the sky suddenly clouded over heavily. It looked worse than rain: it looked like a terriible storm.

I crossed the street back toward my house instead of heading in everybody else's direction (which would have been crossing to the corner caddy-corner from my house). It was already beginning to rain.

I thought something like how lucky I was to be so close to my place, especially because I hadn't brought an umbrella with me. My building was a beautiful, peach-colored, stone building.

I remembered that there was a woman who lived in my apartment with me. I knew she was planning to go outside for something she had to do. I thought I would warn her not to come out. The sky was almost black. It looked like the storm would be terrible.

But I knew the woman would go out anyway to do her thing. I may have thought that I would at least offer her my umbrella.

I make trees grow out from Castle Cannabis terraforming Mars in the shape of LOL. I laugh heartily at the sight. The Care Bears frolic in the trees. I laugh so hard, I feel I am almost mocking myself. Strange this third person dream thing.

Hmm....

Ah yes. The Cannabis Commandments. I grab a grey slab of rock and a black stone, and scrawl thusly:

1) Everybuddy must get stoned.

2) Just kidding. You can do whatever you want. Except, no harming the... anything. that's about it. yeah. that's it. Have fun!

I swing the slab around like a discus and aim it at a mountain so my words will be forever engraved, and toss the slab! The slab disintegrates, turning to dust. I shrug.

The aliens, well, native Martians, (not native to the planet, but living there a long time) fly around in saucers and blast the crap out of my slab.) Then, I turn into a Minotaur and run away. The aliens catch me in tractor beam. I decide I am going to mess with them. I let them beam me aboard. The put light beam straps around me, and put me on a table. I make myself smaller, breaking the contact with the light beams. Then, I teleport off the table, summon a trident and roar.

Little aliens appear from the ceiling on silver cords like a spider's web, hanging upside down. They shoot weird guns at me, like web. I stomp my hoof, and they all fall to the ground.

***

Suddenly I am playing myself in a video game. It's 1985. I am in Tacoma, playing a coin-op video game/pinball machine. You have to get the Minotaur out of a maze on the CRT screen. The pinball part is the aliens. The ball gets stuck in the machine. The spaceship rocks.

I vibrate at a higher frequency. I bash myself into the sides of the ship.

This time I am a skinny dude in my 20's looking like I am 16. I am playing Guantlet Legends. I am the Warrior. I am slaying orcs. WTF IS GOING ON DON JUAN.

don Juan's hollow laughter rings throughout the dream. I am suddenly in misty swamp.

I see the wall of the Castle of Morpheus.

NO! don Juan shouts as if reading my thoughts.

"On the other side of that wall... is NOTHING.'

"That's exactly what I want."

"Liar, we all have desire."

"I am curious to see what nothing feels like."

"It's beyond your comprehension, you fool."

I run toward the wall. The closer I get, the farther away and larger the wall gets. If I walk away, it gets tinier. So tiny the size of a pin, I realize there is no way in. THAT WALL. damn, you wall.

Suddenly, I am ripped into another dimension. I feel like all my atoms are being smashed to bits. I scream, but the scream is the sound of my matter being blasted apart. Each particle of me get smashed into smaller and smaller particles, until some are so tiny, so close to zero, it's terrifying. But, I can never get to zero, just as I can never get to infinity, for it's all within we.

Suddenly golden cloudly animals dance across my vision...

a giraffee.. a warthog... a baboon...

I wake up... those are not clouds, those are animals kicking up dust in the Savanna. I am at once a tall African hunter and a lion. I smash the dreams together and make myself a were-lion.

I tell don Juan I am done, and lie down to sleep.

I am on the Moon. don Juan is there.

You just drank DREAM KAVA, FOOL. IT'S 1000X stronger in dreams. I told you. You wouldn't listen.

"I had a terrific experience."

Don't you see? Dream drugs are as real as Dream Characters.... unless you get them from a dream plant, because those my friend are real. They are literally ALIVE.

This is my first lucid dream post.

Last night I entered a dream consciously from sleep paralysis. I was laying on my side and remembered reading about hearing noises when going in from sleep paralysis. I heard a loud ringing noise and there was a lot of pressure on my body, and it went an almost dark for what seemed like a minute. Then I could start to make out images, and those images became a field. I was running with someone who I was competing with for some reason, and we were both holding a sickle in one hand. I was aware of them manipulating the sickle into a scythe and tried my hardest to do the same. It took me a lot of attempts of moving my hand really fast over the sickle and looking away repeatedly, but I managed to elongate the sickle into something similar to the other persons. It had a rubber grip on it with a black metal base and the blade part looked like chipped bone. Right before we joined a battle, I was holding the scythe op in the air, and then woke up. I've been remembering pieces of the dream all day.

The past two nights I've had complicated lucid dreams, that I only remember in fragments. I'm not remembering to remain motionless when I wake up, and every move I make weakens my memory of the dreams. They are very weirdly disjointed dreams that possibly mark different brain modes and rhythms. Or possibly just minor adjustments of my head while asleep?

I was in a multi-storied apartment building crossed with a community center. It had vibrant red checkered floors and lots of friendly people. I was with ex-girlfriends off and on. And I was also with a group of friends and family. At some point I was lucid and started to fly. I vaguely remember a flying Disneyland style tea cup! I was using it to fly others around with me. I also remember passing through "a rip in the dreamscape."

To my horror, I remember very little about the events leading up to the fantastic conclusion:

I was standing in front of my Mother and Ex-girlfriend. I was holding a cylindrical rod in my hands. I asked them in a somewhat smug tone: "Do you like how I merged the dream world with the real world, permanently?"

I remember they were reclined with drinks, looking very comfortable in the luxury high rise apartment I was standing in. I remember reviewing in my mind the portals that merged the "two worlds." The rod was about 1-ft long, made of fine grain wood, and had two silvery caps on each end. Similar in shape to a pipe bomb.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

17/11/10 I decided to go back to bed anyways and managed to sneak in another lucid. Albeit an extremely non-productive and boring one. I was in some sort of public institution and my intuition told me it was educational, like a university or high school and I was lucid pretty much from the word go (I was sleeping very lightly at all times and the build-up of the dream reminded me, sans the conscious awareness prior to the dream, of a WILD experience in the beginning, the way the scene went from randomly organised images gradually towards an integrated scene with plot.)

A few friends and I were heading down the hall towards a concert. I didn't really feel like I had the energy to start taking full control of the dream and I feared I would wake up if I attempted it so I only made minor adjustments, like jumping from table to table a bit long. I even did try flying but had no success, although I did manage to at one point follow along running on the walls of the lower level of the tunnel. It wasn't gravity alteration it was more me keeping a telekinetic pressure towards the ground to keep me in position. I sort of just decided to go with the plot and see what would happen, and as we got to the concert it turned out that it was a Nik and Jay event... groovy... or... something. In any case we took place on the high grounds and mainly sat chatting away. One of the artists came up and joined in on the laughter, which he was aware was directed at the band he was in. At a certain point in a song, which both included a slight break in the music and a rather obscene video shot of a bloody (literally!!) anus up close, I farted to the amusement of the people around me as they gradually found out that it was not an inherent aspect of the song. I didn't actually do it on purpose and to be fair I think it was my physical body doing it, which would also explain the slow realisation rate of myself and DCs in the immediate vicinity. I woke up.

Alright, I had 2 dreams last night. here it goes.

I was having a long conversation with a girl I know. All I remember is that we were talking and out of nowhere she started doing sexual things to me and we started doing it. I will spare you all the details.

I woke up afterward, went to the washroom and went back to bed. At this point I had a second dream.

I think I was babysitting one of my nieces in some sort of cottage. I don't remember much besides having to flick a switch on what I think was a stereo system to let a giant lochness monster like thing come out of a cage and swim around a nearby lake for a few minutes and then flick the switch again to make him go back in. I noticed the air felt more fresh INSIDE the cabin when the monster was out. Fresh like... being on the side of a lake. The kind of nature smell you get by a body of water in a forest.

There's also a dream segment I'm not sure where it would fit in. I don't know if it was from one of those dreams or a separate dream of it's own. It involves watching porn in a bathroom on a DvD Player attached to a boom box?!?!

I guess I had sex and monsters on the mind last night.

It began in space, like a commercial space holiday. I was in a dark room, with about 7 other people. I had this piece of paper that looked like an origami sheet, so I folded it up and found out that it made a long staff. one one end there was a green lazer and a bright light and on the other end there was a red lazer and an infinate parma-violet shooter. (little purple sweets that taste like perfume.) Then I was back on earth and I still had my staff which I intended to keep forever. We went into what looked like a school but was actually the headquaters of the space holiday thing, I began pushing a big trolley through it and then suddenly I was in space again. This time I had some fun with the staff and turned into a ninja sort of thing.
Then I went into sleep paralysis. I managed to get out of it fairly quickly though, strait into a false awakening. So I jumped around my bedroom like a ninja with the staff, shooting out parma-violets.
Then I went into another false awakening. But this one was very clear and vivid. I went and looked in the bathroom and noticed the light switch didnt work but I ignored it. Then I noticed the whole bathroom looked completely different, but told myself we must have redecorated. Then I looked in the mirror and noticed I had 3 sets of top teeth, all ontop of each other. I had braces as well, for some reason. I knew I was dreaming from the start but just ignored it. I decided that after my reflection I should do a reality check so I did, neither of them worked really well but at this moment I reasised I must be dreaming. So I ran up to the nearest window, smashed it and flew out so fast that it felt awesome. But then the dream faded to white.
I went downstairs to tell everyone I had had a lucid dream...Then reaslised I was having ANOTHER false awakening. Then I woke up for real.

I declare myself the Cannabis God, Mary Jo LOL.



I make Castle Anthrax, Castle Cannabis. The Castle is white, but you can barely tell, because it's covered in weeds. Also, it's pretty high. LOL



The Templars get high. LOL

I ring the castle with Care Bears.



I dance around singing LOL and spraypainting fluffy white clouds with the word lol.