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Had 2 dreams last night that I remember. I wrote them down and don't really feel like re-typing them ATM. Sorry to be lame. I just want to keep a little online momentum going so I don't forget about this website. Cheers and good luck to you all as you dream tonight (or the next night, as your time zone permits).

Okay tonight I had two memorable dreams. I was trying to WILD before falling asleep, but screwed up and fell asleep.

Dream 1 'KFC'
Non Lucid, Fragment
I was working super late at KFC, cleaning up the restaurant, pretty much sweeping and mopping for what felt like hours. [I don't work there anymore, but I did for a few years] The only strange part was that my old manager, present employees, and gradeschool friends were also there. We pretty much just walked around, swept, and talked the whole time.

Dream 2 'Inception'
Non Lucid
[I watched Inception 2 weeks ago, and was trying to WILD before bed, which is probably what brought on such a strange dream] Okay, a little backstory behind this dream. Apparently in this dream, there are 8 levels of consiousness, each of which are destroyed after a set period. If the inhabitants of the planet don't move on to the next level, they die [or something] The destruction of each level was prophesied so we had some warning. [It had something to do with the position of planets and stars in the galaxy... or something] I arrived in some sort of conference with all the inhabitants (maybe 200 - 300 ppl) in an outdoor amphitheater of sorts. There were charts on the wall depicting the position of the stars, like nebulae clusters. The speaker was talking about how we all needed to travel to the next deeper phase [I sort of remember him saying dream, but not sure] Maybe it was some kind of matrix realm, Dunno. Anyway, We were being reminded that the time was near and if we didn't go deeper, we would die. When traveling to the next phase, one must go down this humongous inflatable slide (Maybe 150ft tall), at the same time as they descend planes consciously. Nobody was quite sure on how to travel to the next phase, and people were going down the slide, and just flying off the end, and getting injured because it was so tall. I was nervous about going down, and didn't want to go until I was sure I knew how to do it. I started asking around, and me this DC who was a compilation of several of my friends, and we began searching and asking around for clues on how to descend. Eventually we came up with some ideas, and just as we were discussing them, we approached the slide to see my dad at the top. I was worried for him because others went down and were injured because they didn't do it right, and didn't descend to the deeper phase. Well he hopped on the slide and started rocketing down, but when he got near the bottom there was this swirl of color and light [Like using the 'New-U' stations on Borderlands] and he was gone. I got really excited and ran up to the ladder, though I was still nervous. I hopped on, and started down. I can't remember exactly what I did, but whatever I did worked, and there was this huge swirl of color and light, and I woke up.

This was my first night at attempting to write in a dream journal and recalling my dreams. I'll continue to do so in the future, but it's getting late, and I'm sleepy. I'm gonna try another WILD tonight, and maybe dream about zombies or something. G'night all!

I'm beginning to think either I have a knack for pulling off DEILDs post LD, or I'm good at doing it within' my dreams. Either way, I'm not complaining, any way to lengthen an LD is okay with me.

Anywho, rather strange how easily I can believe that I am NOT dreaming sometimes when I do RC's in dreams. I suspect my subconscious or an unusually successful MILD came into play getting me lucid this morning, as the dream character next to me mentioned twice that I was dreaming. Actually, this lucid was the first time that the nose plug test worked as it should have in real life, at least at first, though in total, it took me 4 RCs (1 working nose, 2 failing nose, and one finger count.) to get me all lucid.

The dream itself was fairly unremarkable as far as lucids go, as I exhibited VERY little control over it. I tried many a time to change the dream scape to one of my choosing, and no amount of whirling seemed to change anything. It did, however, calm me down a bit.

At the time, however, my outside environment was... Less than tranquil. TV going, lawnmower outside blaring away, it's a surprise none of these elements bled into my dream.

Oh, of all the things I tried to do in my most recent lucid, I totally forgot to summon my sub again! Blargh! I could kick myself for forgetting that.

The only remarkable thing I tried was willing a doorway to rise from the ground. Sadly did not work. I did exhibit anchoring finally within' my dream, and really got to feel the tactile realism within' the dream for the first time I can recall. (Well, at least more prominent this time than others.)

Like I said, the dreams themselves were quite mundane. First was simply at my house, furniture was re-arranged, my sister and a good friend of mine was there, my dog makes his second appearance since I've started my dream journal. It didn't last long before I slipped into almost awakedness. This was when I DEILD back in, again, failing to get the dreamscape I envisioned.

Second was some manner of forest, I spent a good amount of time trying to get someplace else (Some place more familiar in which to experiment.) but several whirl attempts and the aforementioned door summoning all proved useless. I eventually gave up and just explored a bit. At one point I was slipping into the void (A black spot in the center of my vision.), but managed to stave it off with hands stare and a spin. (Done correctly for a change.)

After that, a bear attacked me and bit my thumb. I basically hug it into docility and asked it what it represented. It responded with, and I kid you not, "Heck if I know, I'm just a bear!" in a very dopey voice.

Anyway, while mundane as far as my LDs go, it DOES mark the first one that has taken place outdoors for a decent amount of time. But a lot of missed opportunities. =( I guess I need to read up more on dream control.

Raven what?

I was with Raven and kaomea somewhere. We were telling Raven how me and kaomea would be nowhere without having Raven as a friend or something.

Vex Kitten is smitten

Some vague dream where Vex Kitten had a crush on me. LOL. I said, "You had your chance ha!"

Royal Family WTF and lucid

I was riding a bike in some rich neighborhood when I spotted The Queen of England, Prince Charles and the giant teacup guy from Alice In Wonderland. I sat down nonchalontly and asked the queen if she has ever actually eaten at a picnic table like this before. She said she usually doesn't sink so low. I said the only reason she's eating here is because the houses look super rich, If you want a real picnic go to a more poor looking playground and eat there.

FA, Get out of bed and RC. I'm in some room that I recognize. Everything is made of brown paneling. I go to a door and think "Asuka" I open it but it leads to a short 3 ft hallway with another door. I start calling for Asuka aloud over and over. I try then next door but it appears to be locked, but somehow i manage to open it. I come to a living room yelling "Asuka, asuka." but no one seems to be in the house and the dream fades quick.

After I read kaomea's dream I realize this was probably the time that they were together looking for something.

Peanut Butter Sammy

I was hanging with two people that I wasn't really familiar about and hen I commented about how awkward it is to hang out with people that you don't know. I then made fun of one guy who was eating a peanut butter jelly sandwich.

October 22, 2010

Synopsis: Lots of weird dreams. A haunted bathroom. A conspiracy, a strange world just for zoo creatures. The ocean, and mutants for hire.

Note: I'm back on my dolphin dream mantra and more determined than ever! Although I didn't accomplish my goal, my dream last night included a strong dream sign. The lights didn't work. Later, an ocean appears in my dream.

Haunted Bathroom
I'm standing in front of the bathroom door, scared because of how dark it is. The set up of my home is completely wonky, like it's a mirror image of my home, were everything feels like on the opposite side.

I notice something stirring. A plastic bottle from the darkness of the bathroom starts walking towards me! There are other people in the hallway, just chatting, and they don't seem to notice. The haunted plastic bottle then slides right under me. Startled I jump.

"Did you see that! Did you see that!"

The man next to me scratches his head. "Well I saw it slide on its own. Weird."

"It did more than that. It was walking!"

I needed to go in the restroom, but now I'm too scared. The young man, being a gentleman, checks out the bathroom for me. He tries to turn on the light - but it doesn't work!

I think for a moment 'how strange? I wonder if this is a dream.'. But I don't follow through with the reality check and the dream sign goes over my head. When he can't get the lights to work, I quickly grab my contacts and toothbrush before something else freakish happens.

I go to the bathroom in my bedroom instead, which was full of random girls doing girly things. But now the lights here are flickering!

"Oh no, not again!"

I can hear something moving and stirring about in my room. It would have been more creepy, if I were alone. We simply waited out the haunted night, with lights flickering, and random objects moving. I woke up, and only dreamed I wrote in my dream journal

Small Town Small Zoo
I'm in a small town, where the college is the center of everything. It's got that small town - you - know - everybody kind of feel. And the teachers are sorta the leaders here. After walking to the boondocks to reach my classroom, I discover a conspiracy taking place behind the portable!

I don't remember what it was anymore. But it had something to do with an old man wearing a disguise. The old man wearing the disguise was under cover. He told me about the conspiracy, and led me to the back door of the small town. Tucked away in a shopping district.

It was very important that me and my friends escaped behind this door, because this conspiracy involved us!

When we ran through the other side we entered a ripe green world. Lush valleys and tall mountains. But it didn't turn out to be what I thought it would be. Everything was fake here, like man made. Man made mountains. Man made valleys. Man made rivers, even a man made ocean and beach! The native inhabitants, which we become, were otter people.

It was like the entire world was a zoo, and the humans were servants that waited on us! Despite the fake zoo like feeling, we were happy that at least in this world, we otter people rule, and we were free to do as we pleased. Even the picnic benches were extra small to fit our unique size.

Everything was peachy until the bad people from the small town found us! Then we tried to run away, swimming through pools on the way. I woke up after, and fell asleep before I even lifted my pencil.

Mutants for Hire
I don't think I really fell asleep. More like, I was half awake for this dream. It had something to do with mutants, teenagers and misfits who didn't fit in. They banded together, especially since society deemed them monsters. A mafia man hired them. Having no other way to obtain an income, they worked for him.

But really, I thought of the mutants too special to lower themselves to the likes of the mafia!

I woke up after and stayed lightly day-dreaming of the winged mutants and their flights

I decided to journal today after all. ^.^

22.10.2010

War Games (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Dream: Lone Warrior

★★☆☆☆

Romping through MM, I notice a thread devoted to a site-wide forum game. It's a risk-esque game of sorts, where players build armies based on their dream lives and then battle each other for territory. I'm amused by the fact Walms doesn't have an army, but still has stats rivaling some of the better players. On a trip to the mall, I keep myself updated on the happenings of the game, and eventually join in the fun.

Dream: Civ Dev

★★★☆☆

Once again, I'm in MTB's apartment. This time, however, we're alone. Letting myself into his room, I discover he's working on an RTS game based on the board game a friend of mine had helped put together for one of his classes. The design is simple enough. Each player starts with a single town on a gridded map and takes turns working toward conquering the opposing player's town through economic or military might. Very Civ. He's starts up a test game and walks me through what he's doing. Very quickly, he builds up a formidable city while the computer player lags behind. Secretly, I make a note that the AI needs work.

As the game progresses, MTB is clearly winning, and I'm starting to better understand the game's dynamics. In a few turns, it's clear the AI is trying for an assault. I suggest MTB make use of his navy to take out the nearest enemy regiment. But my suggestion proves fatal, as the AI had been spending all its resources making ridiculously powerful infantry which quickly wipes out MTB's fleet. Meanwhile a southern contingent literally walks into MTB's city, takes the town center, and wins the game. Maybe the AI is better at this than I thought. MTB is not amused.

Dream: Alpha Meat

★★★☆☆

We're in agreement, CTB and I. On principle, all Zeds should attack people carrying Alpha Troopers on sight. So here I find myself, thirty minutes before safe-hour, outside the dining hall, with an Alpha Trooper. I know CTB is mocking me from his room as I stride carelessly about, girlfriend in tow. The first zombie that spots me seems dejected, and just stands there as I take my shot. Soft, orange foam from my bright yellow toy spurts out the muzzle and flies awkwardly to the left, wide of my target. Always prepared for misses, I pull back on the pump-action grip to prime the blaster, but then unthinkable happens.

I screw up; my hand flies wildly off the smooth plastic grip, leaving the blaster in a half-primed limbo. My foe is as surprised as I am, but is smart enough to lunge at me. Just like that, I'm dead. But I shouldn't be. That should never have happened. Defiantly, I reverse time, back to the point where I first encountered the Zed. Things play out differently this time, and I unload two quick, successive shots into his chest using slam-fire. Looking behind me, I spot another Zed and do the same to him. All in all, I stun five zombies before making my way into the D-Hall; my girlfriend got one, too. She had run up to the last Zed in the area and pressed her NF into his chest, pulling the trigger, putting him out of the game for fifteen minutes.

Once inside, I swipe in and grab myself a large chocolate chip cookie, taking a seat next to some other HvZers I don't really know. One of them has their Alpha Trooper opened up on the table. Taking a look, I notice how hefty the spring is. Clearly modified. He closes it up in due time, well before the mission, and I get to see what he's done to the shell. The most prominent feature is a six-inch bowie knife on the top that seems to be a little loose, attached partially by rubber bands. He could seriously hurt someone with that. . .

I was in the backseat of the car, and we were traveling to the grandparent's house in Arkansas. For once we got there in daytime, and their house looked really strange. It was pastel colors but the length of the house kept continually changing.

I went inside the house, and decided that I would put my bags in the empty room down the hall. There wasn't anything in the room except a dim light and an old dresser. The walls were painted red. I stood in the room for a moment, and felt as if something malevolent was in the room with me. Looking at the red wall, I suddenly saw a shadow that wasn't mine. I turned around, but no one was there.

I decided to teach my little cousin how to drive (He is only 11 IRL, but he was older in the dream). He was doing naturally well, and so we drove to Walgreen's. It was night time now. I got out of the car and suddenly couldn't control my consciousness. My POV/consciousness flew out of my body and I was suspended about 30 feet into the air, watching myself from above. While I was out of body, something took ahold of my body.

The entity began to attack my little cousin, and I finally made it back into my body. I rushed my dieing cousin back home and carried his body into the red painted room.

Somehow I knew that there was an astral sword going through his abdomen. I grabbed the invisible sword, able to feel it, and slowly lifted it out of him while I breathed my energy into his body. Breathing my energy into him felt like inhaling cold air, but yet exhaling. I whispered to him that I wouldn't let him die, not now not ever. The shadow beings were watching in the dim light as I removed the sword from him. They seemed to be feeding off of the scene.

Ugh. Emergency at work at 2am. Spoiled the night for me. I recalled some dreams but didn't write them down. Some fragments from memory:

fragment
In a store in a mall. It's arranged like a jewelry store but it just sells random knick-knacks. I'm waiting for the saleswoman to help me but she doesn't notice me. I think I want to by a chess set that reminds me of one I had in childhood.

fragment
With father in a mall. Looking for a restaurant?

To sum it all up, everything I was dreaming about turned into something related to the military. It was a series of but nothing was really worth mentioning

At first, I'm eating in a lunch room, then I'm getting in trouble for taking a piece of food out of the designated "lunch area", into the combat area.

I'm at a pot luck type party, and everyone bought something. I arrived with a huge box of Cap n' crunch, and someone ended up stepping on it. Later on, someone tells us all we have to take a physical fitness test.

etc etc etc.

Last night (October 21st) I woke up at around 6am from a dream about a cave that led down to the beginning of time. It was a wide spiral staircase of light stone, with candlesticks evenly spaced along the walls. The staircase had been started at the beginning of time, and it led to the beginning of time. No one could travel all the way down, or even close to all the way, because one would be crushed by the weight of time and memory. I was minding a little boy, and I took him down a few spirals for something to do. He wanted to go all the way down but I told him we couldn't. We looked down the space in the middle, and couldn't see an end.
It turned out that the dream was a memory (within the dream) and it was many years later and we were looking back on that experience. The little boy had grown up to become an old grouchy successful businessman.

I turn into a shadow.

I silently move across the yard to the farmhouse.

I slip into the kitchen. There is a man sloppily eating bacon and eggs, yelling at his wife that she cooked the eggs wrong. She apologizes.

He gets angrier, and throws the food at her. She turns to him, humiliated. He laughs at her. She cries.

He yells at her to quit crying. He stands up.

I stand up from the floor, a standing shadow. I stand between him and his wife. I growl at him. They are both terrified. He falls backward into the chair. I morph into a 2D shadow snake, and wrap around him. The edge of my body slices into his skin. I become a fully fleshed cobra, then step out of my cobra body, now a shadow again, but there is now a giant 20 foot cobra snaking over the man. The cobra's head stops in front of the man's face, and stares at into his eyes. The man wets his pants.

The wife giggles a little bit.

I walk to the basement door, and open it. The smell of rotten flesh fills my nostrils. I run down the stairs. There is a little girl tied to a chair, holding a teddy bear, petrified with fear, staring at the body of a dead mouse which has begun to decay.

I untie her. She is unafraid of me. I pick her up.

"Daddy put me down here with the dead mouse!" she says, and starts crying. The wife is standing at the top of the stairs, crying.

"He said he would kill her if I didn't let him tie her up. He said he was going to teach her a lesson, because she wouldn't pick up the dead mouse to get rid of it."

I take the girl and the lady to a big Buick. We get in, and I drive them to a motel. I give them 10,000 dollars, and drive away. I tell the little girl that she can always call me, if she just says "Nomad" into her teddy bear.

***

I go back to the farmhouse, and speak to the farmer.

Listen, Judge, the police are going to be here in two minutes. After they found out what you did, no one is going to have mercy on you. You are going to be Big Mac's bitch. Everyone is going to want to cut you. Even your own mother.

Now, because I am merciful, you have a choice. I hand him a detonator, and walk away.

He presses the button while I am still in the house. Nothing happens. I laugh.

He presses it again. His shoes catch on fire, then his pants. He presses it again. Nothing.

KILL ME YOU ASSHOLE! he screams at me.

My cobra constricts him slowly.

The police show up, as I walk away and open up a rip portal.

BOOM!

Back on the Moon.

don Juan applauds, then vanishes from site.

One of my favorites, a recurring scene that I've been through 4 times now, I believe: I find myself in this immense mansion. Things change quickly inside -- When I walk into a different room and look behind me, the room I just left is often completely different, or gone, and upon looking forward again, the room I just entered could be different too. Rooms are rarely functional -- almost zero bedrooms, kitchens, etc. They are, for the most part, divided into safe rooms and danger rooms. In the safe rooms, I might find something useful, like a friend, an artifact, or a weapon. In the danger rooms, I find danger... duh. Often there are others in the house, and they too behave like dreamers - they can shape themselves and their environment, to a degree.
I'm never sure what my objective in the manor is, but I do know that leaving is not only very difficult, it feels very wrong to attempt to do so. I'm intrigued, because usually my dreams never stay in one area, perspective, or theme.
This time I found an elegant black knife that felt delightful to wield (I'm used to objects, especially weapons, being uncomfortable, slow, weak, and heavy).
I came into a small library with no books on the shelves. There I saw two strangers fight. One was very green (literally), and the other seemed to hate me. I think the green one was defeated, but I did not stay long.
I received a gift of a powerful machine gun, but it was impossible for me to aim it straight and I quickly ran out of bullets.
The dark rooms manifested mostly as half-plant zombie things.
I remember finding a letter, but I cannot remember what it said. A shame...
I ended up in a great hall with a dear friend of mine, and we fought with some vile old man who was in control of the plants.
The whole ordeal tends to be very video-game-like. I guess that's just how my imagination works after 15 years of RPGs. I wish I could recall more of what goes on, or become lucid, in this dream more than most any other. Lots of action, but I feel like there's something of value to learn in there, too...

The Templars are trying to find the location of Castle Anthrax. I laugh at them from my fortress.

I morph into a Castle on Mars.

They come to attack me. I open 3000 eyes.

They panic. I suck them into 3000 portals.

HAHAHAHA. idiots.

One of them grabs a piece of my dream body and slices it off, taking it to another dimension with him.

I insert my sentience into it, and turn into a virus and infect him. He gets sick and falls asleep in the dream, then wakes up in waking life. I return back.

I am in the middle of an immense battle on Mars.

There are armies flying through space from the Moon and Urth to aid us against the Templars of Urth.

Time freezes. I hear Morpheus and Chronos discussing something, but I can't understand, being frozen in time.

don Juan appears and says I am perceiving the fifth dimension, being outside of time, as if time is a blanket which I can walk upon.

He grabs my hand, and i feel like a 2D person becoming 3D.

[I]Now perceive time as two physical dimensions. There is linear time, and perpendicular time. This is because parallel universes sit on top of each other, and interact with each other in that way.

Now, look at this battle. Now see the gods looking down out of time.[/I]

Ah, so are they one of us? Is he one of us? Are they all one of us? What is the nature of existence? Why are you here? Why am I here?

"Why are the gods asking those questions?"

[I]Gods always ask those questions. That's not important. Now look.[/I]

don Juan steps on to the time blanket, and walks around on it. He makes himself 2D, and falls back into the blanket. I copy him. We are in the same battle with the same people, but the place is different, and so is the armor. What the hell.
[I]This is actually a physical plane, but you don't perceive that. You can believe that you can become corporeal in a dream. But the funny thing is, in those dreams, you are not dreaming, you are physically in that other plane of that universe. Think about you waking life right now.[/I]

What's that? Oh, Wakeworld.

[I]Doesn't it seem like a dream. Write in your Wakeworld journal.[/I]

I pull out a spiral notebook.

ENTRY 10-10-10
I have come to the conclusion that all is real, and all is dream. Some to do with the mind.... AHA... So today was very dream. Much music making magic and such, visual magic, fire breathing, licking the flames off the stars, the dogstar doubling delight in the moonlight...
don Juan keeps bothering me, but I ignore him, because I just don't want to believe what he says right now. I feel my subconscious mind is not ready for it. And by that I mean my Wakeworld mind. How silly he is. Going through his dream life on autopilot.

I try so hard to become lucid in Wakeworld, it's almost impossible, because it has to do with altering perception, not Reality Checks. Reality. Everything is real. I don't know if anyone is every going to read this, but if you are, I probably love you a lot.

peace in tha Middle East
N8

[I]So, now you see how the physical plane, when thought about from a dream feels like a dream. But, now we are here, physically. You have more than one physical body. Here, eat this apple.[/I]

I eat a sour green granny smith apple. It's the one I recently smoked out of. It has a worm in the holes which I eat.

The worm asks me from my stomach why I did that. I say I was curious.

I vomit the worm out with black vomit.

The worm becomes my symbiote, and absorbs the vomit.

I am supposed to go on you, not in you.

don Juan grins at me.

[I]There is a child being held captive in the basement of that house. Go rescue her. And remember, here you are a god.[/I]

I look around. Everything is so vivid. I am in a wheat field near the edge of a forest. I see a lone farmhouse.

(cont'd)

I pick Jojo up in a taxi. She tells me she wants to go to the Moon.

Of course we are going to the Moon.

I turn around. I have a monstrous demon cat face.

OMIGOD. Nate?

HAHAHA!

The taxi turns into a spaceship, and we blast off to the Moon.

We land on the Moon. There is a party going on in the Biodome. We step out into the Biodome.

Jojo runs around touching all the plants, smelling the flowers, and petting the animals.

OMIGOD!

Are we really on the Moon, Nate?

yes!

HAHA.

I introduce her to Raven, MoSh, Tigress, Silverwolf, and Pablo. She bows to each of them, except Pablo, because he's a fox. She sits down and pets him, then he transforms into a man. OMIGOD!

I give her a tour of BanyanLand, and introduce her to DJ Sabertooth.

Raven and I ring the bell for Dream School.

A bunch of students appear in the class. Jojo is wearing a giant red witch hat which is crowding the room. Sorry! she says, embarrassed.

Raven and I make the room bigger.

Mosh flies out of the chalkboard in his Naga form, and gives a lecture on the nature of dreams. The students are terrified. He shoots astral tentacles from his third eye, and touches theirs.