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09/29/2010

Riding the Wind (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was really the end of a longer dream that I can't quite remember. What I can tell you is that the rest of the dream was rather disjointed, and involved random things happening. The last non-lucid part that I remember involved a bunch of broken glass all over the room (from some rowdy guest or something? There were a bunch of nameless faces here, I think). I had to grab my little brother Jared and carry him out of there. Only thing was, he looked nothing like my actual brother. My little brother's also almost my size, both in the dream and in real life. Don't ask how I carried him, I don't know.

The part where my recall really picks up is right after this part. We're in one of our old houses that we moved out of a couple years back. Only me and my dad are here for some reason. He gestures towards, I believe, the kitchen and says "The purple is over there." Usually it takes something more absurd than that to make me wonder, but he was treating purple like it was an object. Anyways, I'm naturally curious now, and pick on him a bit for it. ("'The purple is over there...' Now how is that gonna help me Dad? Seriously? Purple?") I don't remember his response. Still curious, I hop up into the air, and float slowly down. This is the only reality check I need, and I become lucid. Satisfied, I walk out of the house to try the thing that always comes to mind when I'm lucid without a plan -- flying. I step out and try a few smaller jumps, like off our porch, with limited success.

Here, though, I pause a moment to take in the scenery. The trees, the path and all, look beautiful. For just a moment, I slip into a bit of fuller awareness. The dream looks every bit as vivid as daily life, if not more, and I truly feel like I'm there. I savor this a bit longer before running off to try flying some more.

I'm lucid enough to realize the path isn't right here --it splits into two before reaching the road again, when it's really just a driveway. There were probably other inconsistancies, there always are, but I didn't pick up on them this time. I cross the road by our house, and on the other side there's a veritable cliff, which I jump off of without a second thought. Now I start gliding, with varying success. I glide level for a bit, then start to drop faster, which eases up as I get closer to the ground. Here I'm wavering, sometimes falling a bit, sometimes staying level, and sometimes actually rising a bit. All while I'm gliding forward at a respectable speed. (I don't get the full effect of the wind on my skin, but I get some, and I consider this a success. It's certainly better than I normally manage.) As I start dipping towards the ground, approaching an ocean, my vision fades to black. It briefly comes back again when I land in the ocean. I turn around to see that I'm at the shore, and could climb up the beach, but the dream fades again before I can do much else.

Had a lucid and a non-lucid last night. I'll start with lucid since its short.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-6

I'm standing on a road and do a RC for no reason. Lucidity hit me. I wanted to fly. I could actually fly for once in a dream. I wasn't fast but i was able to fly. When i got pretty high up, i stopped flying and freefalled to earth. On the way i took my clothes off for some reason, and then smashed down onto the ground.End of dream

The second dream

There is an arrangement of tables with different groups at them in what looks like a small cafeteria. I'm at my group with a few others, theres a group to my right and one to the front.
Dream skip.
Me and this girl are talking about me sponsoring her for something. I tell her i don't use money much so its no big deal. I follow her to her group and she doesn't want me sitting their. So i walk back to my group and they don't want me sitting their either. Then i look to my left now and the group there has some friends. I sit their and am mad because noone wants me to sit in their group.

Best recall ever had since I started. For two days I took a break, but now this definitly sparked my interest again. I know its not beaten my record in terms of number of dreams, but each and every one of them is so... complete
UPDATE: Now 9 DREAMS(truly epic)
In other words: NEW RECORD

Dream 1: In a pokemon battle. The arena is brown. My opponent has two Primeapes. I appear to have a Ralts and a fire poke (?). Throughout the turns, my ennemy switches out his primeape for a Xatu, then the other one for a Fire Primeape (which doesnt even exist). Meanwhile, I continuously exploit flash fire of Ralts (who traced it from Primeape). I wonder if the Xatu could easily kick the Primeapes ass. I try to Psychic with my Ralts.

Dream 2: Just remembered. I get in the Physical Education class which is once again happening in class instead of in the gym.
I think to myself that we already had our time in class. I also see very clearly in my head the sheet where it says which period is taken by MITIC.

Dream 3: Playing Combat Arms, I am using my trusty RPG (rocket launcher) to just freakin own. I get a Ultra kill by shooting between four players, then I jump down and pull out my other gun to kill to other guys. At that moment, I think to myself this is great since I never had an unbelievable, and now I get and Unbelivable+. I also hoped they wouldnt think im a hacker and kick me. The map was Junk Flea BTW. Then, and this one is fun, one guys shoots me with an RPG while I am on the rooftop. I avoid the missile closely, but then it rebounds back and hits me on the head. I laugh and think I got owned right there. It felt very real.

Dream 4: All of my class, including girls, play Magic the Gathering in class. I dont play anymore, so I watch. They all have blue cards, each and everyone of them. Then a narrator explains to me some cards that are misunderstood. I ask Frederique the question I always asked myself, and he tells me they count as one mana and not another mana card. I knew it . After watching a little more, I almost hope I had my cards. I pick a card from the deck and try to understand how it works. Its a grey creature with -9 written on it. Weird.

Dream 5: Now this was very close to lucid. I dont quite remember how I got there, but I am practicing dream control. Thats right, its possible to practice DC without dreaming (in a dream of course). My excuse for it was that there is consequences in RL but not in dreams. I was aware and decided to practice, but I didnt know I was dreaming. In this, I managed to: Make something appear directly in my hand, pulling a thing out of a mirror and most importantly feel like I was getting bigger and bigger. This gave me a glimpse of what shapeshifting would be like, and it was awesome. It really felt like it, physically and mentally. To pull out from a mirror, I looked in the mirror and saw something in my hand while it wasnt in my real hand. I would put my hand in the mirror, and hold the thing when it got out. Just remembered, theres also a part where my sis can clone herself and I try to make a dance choreography with her, which fails.

Dream 6: In the schoolyard, Meg Griffin sends out Neil to find a 275 year old girl. Out of context. Then I talk to Frederique (again) and ask him how he got that cloning machine. He tells me his father made it and it works like a charm. After asking how it works, he tells me u just get in and bingo. Eric joins the conversation and says Colin talked about it to him and hes interested. Hes wearing brown pants and brown/white T-shirt. Just as im about to ask if theres any chance you get out with three arms, I wake up.

Dream 7: Got this from a homework. We had to draw circles, squares and triangles for a math work. Then, we had to scribble on a certain amount of them to make a "shadow". In my dream, I am watching a tutorial of Word saying if we want to put a shade behind an image, u just press X button. I think its easier that way.

Dream 8: This one is limited to a sound. Yeah. Just my dad saying we should think about my drumming classes. The rest is black, but this WAS a dream. And it counts

Dream 9: In my bus, I am sitting and looking around. I think to myself "am I really in the same bus?" since I dont recognize people around me and just because I happened to wonder. I guess it didnt occur to me that I could be dreaming though

Hello I had a few very vivid dreams, was really near to get lucid and I remember them surprisingly good. I now go to bed at a different time to get more sleep: I have to wake up at 5:40 am, so I went at 9:30 pm to bed to fall asleep around 10 pm. And today I don't feel so dizzy as yesterday

1. I'm in my bedroom and I here noise downstairs. So I hurry to go downstairs to look what's going on. So I don't really pay attention how everything looks like. In one second I'm downstairs and I see that my parents bring a lot of boxes into the house. I help them a bit. By the way the boxes are heavy.
After a minute or two I'm suddenly in a different room (it looks like the attic of the old house I lived when I was a kid). My mum says to me that there is a letter for me from a publisher: it's an answer that I'm waiting for ages. So I get really excited, I already can imagine how the letter looks like. But she says to me that the letter isn't here, but in the neighbour-town She says to me that I have to hurry to get it before noon (no idea why) I open the door and suddenly I'm outsides in my home-town. I don't pay attention how I got there, because I just couldn't stop thinking of the letter!
I begin to run, for one second I asked me if I'm dreaming, look around me a bit but everything looked like normal. I wanted to look at my watch, but I'm not wearing it. "Great, I forgot it in the hurry", was my thought. So I said to me that everything was normal. Exact in the same time, I saw a friend. He was also running and he was running next to me. I didn't perform a RC, because I did it a second before
I said:"Oh hello Micheal", how are you doing?"
- "I'm so ill!", said he and coughed really loud. "but I have to continue to jog, 'cause I have to loose weight"
- "O really?"
- "Yeah it's true"
Awkward silence. I feell that it is really chilly outsides and look down at my feet. I don't wear shoes, nor socks.
"WTF" was my first thought, but didn't developed my thinking into "OMG I'm dreaming!"; Instaed I said too him:
- I guess that I too will catch cold! So you don't have to feel so lonely with your cold!
I looked down to his feet. He was bare food too
I don't see these oddities... -.- So I kept on running
Suddenly, I see that I'm really fast, I have the feeling that I even don't touch the ground while running.

2. I'm in a bus. I don't remember the letter nor anything what happened previously... A few girls are sitting in front of me. They are talking about handbags Their conversation was like this:
- I bought me a new hand-bag, didn't you notice it?
- Yeah it's awesome! How much did you pay?
- Well, last time I just spend 300 Yengins (I don't have a freaking idea what kind of money this is)...
- But what about this time?
-... EEh it was one and a half Yengins
- OMG, that's expensive!
(Yes 1.5 is more than 300 )

I awake an hear an alarm clock. I'm not realizing it directly, but than I thought I was late. I looked at my alarmclock: it was 4:45 am. That's not the time I have to wake up. I do a RC (nose plug) I'm not dreaming. WTF, what's going on. I look around me: it's dark. I look again on the clock: 4:45am. The alarm went off.
It was another alarm clock of my watch, that I set up in August to wake me up to WBTB+WILD, but it never woke me up
So scribbled down some notes. I noticed that my mind was clear, but my body was really hard to move. So I tried WILD. I kept on thinking mind awake, body asleep. After a few minutes, I was in N1: i saw colours, monochromatic, I felt also the "tetris effect" (I felt the movements of a driving bus, 'cause I spent 3hours in a bus through the day), Suddenly I heared waves of bizarre sound, I've got a buzzing sensation. It wasn't really SP, because I could still move a finger or toe, without loosing the sensation. But after 5 minutes or so it simply stopped and I felt really awake. My attempt didn't worked. I did another RC, it turn out I was still awake. So I just fall to sleep normally.

3. I'm in a car. My friend drives it. The radio was static, and didn't work. SO I pushed a few buttons to fix the problem, but it doesn't work. Suddenly I hear a loud noise and I awake.

It's my alarm clock, but now it's time to get up defenitly (after doing RC)

The end

29.09.2010

The two kids (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is in First Person Perspective

I am standing by the window in the kitchen. The sun was starting to set outside as i was watching. Then all of a sudden i became lucid. I decided to fly out of the window, i went through the glass like it was not even there. I flew out of the garden to a No Mans Land (It is just grass between our garden and a carpark) and landed in the middle of it. I shouted "Where is my dream guide" as i wanted to talk to my Dream Guide. Nothing happened when i shouted that, so i flew back to my garden. But as i landed, i saw two boys come out of my house. They were indian in appearence and they both had black hair. I walked over to them, i talked about some stuff with them (I don't remember what) but i don't think one of them were my Dream Guide. I remember seeing them walk into the house again and then i closed my eyes on accident. Then the dream ended.

★★★★☆

09/28/10



Killing from the shadows.

I get tied up a lot. I would wonder at the Freudian implications of that, but I'm a little busy right now. What with being tied to a chair, and all. I'm at the center of an empty conference room, surrounded on all sides by bare floor space. It's almost like the huge room, with its fluorescent lights and grey carpet, is supposed to be intimidating or something. The syndicate's second in command swaggers into the room. He's an older man with greying hair, and wearing a business suit. He's confident, and self-assured, and my gods do I want to beat the smirk off of his face. He's walking towards me, and stops three feet away.

Get closer, I dare you.

"How is it," says the man, leaning in, "That you got in here? Our defenses should be impenetrable."

I tilt my head to the side, deliberately widening my eyes. "Should they, really?"

The man scowls. "You should tell us what we want to know. Things might get... unpleasant for you, otherwise."

This is going to be the most cliched interrogation ever.

"Hm," I pretend to think about it. "No."

The man growls. His arm swings back, and suddenly I'm released from my bonds. I surge forward, catching him off balance, and use his arm to throw him to the floor. I'm on top of him in an instant, grabbing him by the sides of the head. I lift up, and I smash his head into the floor. The back of his skull impacts with a dull thud, and the man struggles, feebly. I lift again, smash his skull into the floor until the back of his head is a pulpy, bloody mess.

Well, I feel better.

I exit the room, closing the door behind me. No guards. I sense someone approaching, and I duck into a hallway running across a glass wall. Outside, I can see the city, sparkling in the night. This building is mostly office space, but that's a front for something larger. Hell, the ground floor is actually a mall, teeming with people during the day.

The footsteps are getting closer. The guard rounds the corner next to me. I duck behind him and lock an arm behind his back, and use his momentum to push him into the window. He grunts with the impact, and cracks spiderweb across the glass. Before he can pull himself together, I'm pulling him back, away from the window. With a blast of telekinetic energy, he goes flying. The window breaks, and the man goes tumbling out into the street, several stories below.

I run up a staircase, trying to avoid the patrolling guards. The longer I can hold off the alert, the more time my partner has to find -

The dream is destabilizing. My surroundings are a blur of light blue and white. I feel blinded, fully aware that I won't be able to see the guards before they find me. I'm trying to hold onto the dream, and I sense it. It's a shadow, human-shaped and in the room next to me. One of the guards - his aura is completely black, and I can feel him getting closer. He solidifies as a human shadow -

I strike out at him, hitting him in the temple. Before he has a chance to react, I have him in a full nelson, choking him. He's losing oxygen, starting to pass out.

He doesn't have to die, I could just knock him out. Maybe I should stop killing them. This is their job, they probably have families. No. I'm just too close, physically. I'm feeling his fear. A memory washes across the surface of his mind. He's on a job, on a team with three others. Capturing a girl. They rape her.

I freeze. I almost recoil, but the man's waking up, starting to struggle.

A snarl of rage is coming from me, and I throw him to the ground. I disable his vocal cords with a wave of my hand, and he's inching away, trying to scream for help. I weave a wordless spell in blue, lay it over him.

He's frozen for a moment, as he begins to lift up into the air, gravity losing its effect on him. I'm standing back now, as he starts to tug against invisible bonds. I summon another wave of energy.

Glass shatters into thousands of pieces, and this man, too, goes flying. He's falling up, though, up and up and up, screaming soundlessly, clearing the outcropping near the top of the skyscraper, falling into the sky.

Even if the spell fails before he hits the stratosphere, well. It's a long way down.

Killing in the open.

I'm surrounded. Six mooks in blue, four fighters in red, and the leader, a Djinn. Bald and muscular, covered in shifting blue tattoos, he's easily the most threatening presence in the room.

I wave my hand, sending a wave of kinetic energy at them. Four out of six mooks have their necks snapped, dead before they hit the ground. The remaining combatants have too strong of a will to be taken out of the game so easily.

I need a stronger spell. I call up blue-tinted soul energy, holding it in my right hand, and I rush one of the mooks and force it into his chest. I can feel his heartbeat, one, two, and the energy pulses, entwining with his soul and pulling it out of him.

I'm counting numbers in my head: 20, 24. The numbers seem arbitrary, but they help me keep track of the soul energy. If I hit zero, I'll be powerless.

The Djinn hits me from behind, and I can feel my numbers sink to 17. Snarling, I pull free of his grip and hit him with a pulse of the energy. He's flying backwards and I'm down to 16.

The red-shirts are in my way, and I down two, one with each hand. Their souls pulse out and back into their bodies, frying them. I absorb the excess. 27.

I'm ready this time. I block the Djinn, meeting his attack with a soul shield. The energy sparks dangerously with the impact, and we're both forced back, sliding several feet. 23.

Where are the other guys? The floor is conspicuously empty. Jim Gordon is standing on the sidelines, surrounded by the remaining mooks. They've got his gun.

Cursing, I put up an energy shield as I fry the mooks with soul energy. 7. "Run!" I shout at him, "Get the fuck out of here!"

He's hesitating. Why is he hesitating?

My shield is draining me. I'm blocking an attack by the Djinn. 4. "You have all the evidence we need to shut them down! You need to get out!"

Something in my tone convinces him. He's turning on his heel and running, and I'm turning around to face the Djinn.

"I can take care of things on this end," I say, and I let the shield drop.

Happy endings.

I'm walking through the building at the mall level, a skip in my step. It's daylight, and there are people around. A feeling of contentment is going through me, and I ignore the graves being built near the side entrances of the mall.

I'm a child, and I construct a mother DC out of nothing.

Something is coming to an end, some mystery was solved. It feels like closure.

Scare Factor: 4/10

On second thought, think I may have lost that fight. Djinn in the Supernatural universe "grant wishes" by trapping their victims in a dream world and sucking out their life energy. Happy ending? I don't think so.

I think this deserves another play-through.

(P.S. This has nothing to do with the anime of the same name.)

chris

I'm walking in some weird high up place and I see Chris sitting on a bench. I say "hi" but have to keep walking for some reason. I pass by him a few times wanting to talk to him but something keeps distracting me so I hesitate and don't talk to him.

Manuel

I'm in a dark place with the Nagual Manuel. Our energy bodies are being compared. We are both Naguals, but his energy body is brighter than mine, it feels slightly larger than mine as well. I unserstand that is why he is so sought after. It's his energy, he can share it with anyone with no harm to him. My kind of Nagual has to learn to conserve and deploy energy properly. For Manuel it isn't much of a problem to just give some energy away. Dreamers can seek him out for a boost. Since I have dreamed with him a few times, lucid dreamers can seek me out as a certain scout to take me top him in dreams. Dreamers can call to me a to take me to him. For some reason he seems to trust me in dreams.

Taking the rougher road

At first I have to go to some house out in the country. The setting seems to be chilliwack near cultus lake. I go to the housw but I don't remember what happened there. When I leave I decide to leave from the side of the yard which takes me closer to the road. I have to climb up a steep hill to get there. I have to literally use my upper body strength to geto the road. The cars are so close by that I worry if they'll run over my head as I climb. But as if on cue, the cars dissapear.

I begin walking down the road and wind up in an office I've been here in dreaming before when Asuka was playing a cat and mouse game with me last year. I remember the route I took to leave the building.

Later I wind up near a restaurant. I go inside with Gary, but when we arrive he is another friend. Someone hands me a cell phone I think Is my dad's. It's an insurance company calling for him and they want to talk to me. I say since I'm not my dad that it's not my problem. I hang up and laugh with my friend about it. I eat some sort of omellette after.

I was laying on my bed on Facebook and I suddenly got an IM from a mutual friend of my girlfriend and I that my girlfriend was mad at me. About the same time my girlfriend, Jessi, called saying she was, so I assumed they had just been talking about it. I wasn't sure what her problem was so I drove out to her house to see what was the matter. In her driveway were a couple from my school who doesn't even know her. I got mad because I thought the girl in the passenger seat was Jessi; not sure why I got so mad. Jessi came to the door and she was sad about something. Before I could talk to her she went back inside and I decided it wasn't worth it to talk to her.

I went next door to find that a kid from my church was trying to get inside a house. They told me they lived there now and that their mom would let them in a second. I watched the mom enter through another door with beer, drunk and acting like a retard. She let us in and the kid, Connor, ran into his room to play Wheel of Fortune. I was mad at his mom because she recently divorced a friend of my family, so I stole a flashdrive from her desk and ran.

In a different dream I was with my brother in car in the middle of the woods at night. We were sleeping in his car for reasons unknown, but we were laughing and having fun. We made a campfire and ate marshmallows while a white dog watched us from the grass. We started to go down the road at some point, but I don't remember why. I suddenly realized that it was raining and we were in a tornado. We started running to the car but the tornado was lifting us up. I've had many tornado dreams before and I guess I knew I was dreaming on some level, so I told Brad that if we leaned back and waved our legs we would fall down. We did so and safely returned to the car where we went to sleep.

Three dreams recalled from last night. One lucid!

Dream 1: In this dream I was playing Call of Duty (I normally don't play often, but lately I've kinda picked it up out of boredom), and was rocking at it (I suck at it in reality). I changed my killstreaks to Predator Missile, Precision Airstrike, and AC130. I never have this setup, since I can never get more than like... 5 kills in a row. But anyways, in the dream I was running around with a UMP just destroying, mainly with good knife kills. Then when I finally got the AC130, I got shot down like right away.

Dream 2: This dream is kind of obscure, since in the middle of the night I just wrote down "5:30 don't wake me up." I vaguely remember the basis of this dream. I was woken up at 5:30 (the dream took place much earlier in the morning) by my mom, and I got really mad at her since she interrupted a good dream, and since it was 5:30 I had gotten enough sleep where it would be hard to fall back asleep.

Dream 3: I was at a school dance, but it wasn't at my school. It was in some kind of place that seemed like a mini-cafeteria. No one was dancing though, and there wasn't any music. But everyone was having a ton of fun. Anyways, we all decided to go outside, and there were a bunch of people walking around that don't go to my school. I remember looking at an old lady sitting on a bench, and wondering why she was here. There was this huge water tower next to her, that all my friends wanted to go into. We started climbing the ladder, and once we got about 75 feet high, I got really scared. I remember thinking to myself that it was weird, since I'm rarely afraid of heights. So I jumped off of the ladder (while I was still 75 feet up) and landed on the ground. As if it was normal. Then it hit me, I was dreaming. So I said, "Wait, if this is just a dream, why am I afraid of heights!? I can't get hurt!" So I started climbing the ladder. By the time I reached the top, lucidity was lost (awww.). I entered the tower, and seemed like a pit that had metal pathways going from room to room in the water tower. But no one was supposed to be here. At this point, all my friends were gone and this was my mission. There were a bunch of robot guards walking the pathways, making it nearly impossible to sneak around. I got caught, and was thrown out of the tower. But it didn't harm me, so I kept retrying over and over, about 10 or so times. Then I got the idea just to make a run for it and not let the robots catch me, and I made it to a door. When I walked in, it was an orchestra in the middle of a rehearsal. I got really embarrassed that I interrupted this, and it somehow made me wake up.

Here are some short fragments from a nap earlier today, will expand on it later:

-was lucid
-train, framework
-armies, rancor, explosives
-turned super saiyan
-group of guys, possibly the enemy, or dream guides
-being tested
-was able to stop a train with my bare hands, although it pushed me back a while
-shouting "I will stop this train!" and screaming lots too
-powering up while being pushed back by the train
-kissing a girl
-embarrassed in front of a friend
-traveling somewhere
-finding something that was lost
-being in a city
-possibly being in front of traffic?

from a couple nights ago:

-saw baphomet, then saw baphomet in portrait form
-talked to a friend from interlochen about having seen baphomet in my dream, in the dream, with the big portrait of baphomet in front of us
-in this lounge area of a house, light blue colors, calm mood

I was at my house and I custom made a shotgun that could hook up to the internet. The keyboard was on the butt of the gun, and it was pretty basic. There were 10 buttons, but if you pressed them high middle or low, they would type different letters. I was going to go outside and hunt with it because the moon looked bright outside, and when i left my house, the scene changed to some dark area hallway.

I headed into a room that turned out to be a dimly light bathroom. I could see someone at the end of it, and I wasn't sure what to do. I left, and came back, and the guy was already at the door. He looked like some bum that came off of the streets, but he had on a military uniform. This girl walked in, and he started hitting on her, and I told him chill out. He started getting upset with me, and I was trying to figure out how I was going to fight this guy without anyone getting shot since I still had that gun in my hands.

Poor sleep this day.

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

This will probably hurt your eyes, so I'm changing the color to green.

I was playing Halo Reach on split screen co-op. I was already lucid from playing some more subliminal lucid tracks on my iPod. The game seemed off, there were no Jackals or Buggers where there were supposed to be. The game seemed to be without cut-scenes, there is no HUD, and the levels seemed to be cut in together. I decided to go with it. At one point, my brother left from the co-op match, yet, the computer seemed to be controlling his player. I got a point where there was a bunch of marines. I picked up a grenade launcher just for fun. It looked oddly like a Striker from MW2. I shot at a marine and tit didn't explode, it had direct impact, which was weird for Halo, since that isn't supposed to happen. One of the higher commands started righting me a citation(WTF?) so I just restarted from the last checkpoint. I got to the marines again, and ignored them. I killed a few Elites, turned a corner and saw a very odd sight. I saw two droids that looked like they were from a Star Wars parody because they were taller than usual. Also, I saw a deformed grunt. I shot them all down while they were ranting about something. Then, a few Spartans and Elites entered where I was, so I took for cover behind a futuristic chain-link wall. There was one Elite left, and he looked pretty pissed. Suddenly, a creepy purple legged spider/beast machine with a semi-transparent orange cockpit fell in front of the elite and crushed my computer co-op Spartan. The Elite got on, and the beast machine roared, stood up on it's several hind legs, and tackled Spartans one-by-one. The only way it could move was by jumping. It crashed through the wall and killed a Spartan. It couldn't fit all the way so it went around. I went by another wall, but the machine gave chase. It cornered me and asked the weirdest question. "Do you have a cat?" I replied, "Uh, yes?" I woke up because I was tackled by my cat.

Notes:
Vividness: 9/10
Lucid Peak: 4/10
Another weird dream. Subliminal Lucid Music=

September 28, 2010

Asleep by 1:30am

My notes are confusing me... Anyways...

New apartment
Jack and I were moving into a new place (this has been coming up a lot lately. I think I must really desire living on my own, or our own; as opposed to my current location, which is my parent's basement suite). It seems like we're moving into the university residence apartments. I remember us moving boxes. That's about it.

Overpass of doom
There is a pedestrian overpass. It's a bi-level, metal and not very.... safe. It doesn't have much in the way of guard rails, and it tends to sway. And for some reason, Tim was out in the middle of this overpass (lower level), over traffic, and not moving.

I went out onto the upper level to help him out. I was crawling along it, cos the thing was very scary, and I had more stability this way. I reached Tim (who I couldn't see, since he was on the lower level). We both sat there for a bit, taking it easy so we wouldn't fall. I looked below and saw the cars passing underneath. I started to sing, to calm my nerves, and felt the overpass shake, because Tim started drumming to it I shouted at him to stop drumming, he's going to shake us off of here!

We both started inching along, and made it off the overpass, safely. As I descended from the steps, I caught sight of Darren, who had been watching us, tensely. His face lit up when he saw that we were okay, and we ran towards each other. I jumped at him and he swung me around, and he held me tight and told me how worried he was while I was up there. Dream ended

Awake at 4:30-ish, natural. I reviewed my goal for the night (instead of using the front door idea, I wonder if I will have any luck in finding my brother if I ask a DC to point me in his direction? Anyways, it would also kill off the advanced task, cos if they say they haven't seen him, I was going to plant the idea that they would offer their help. DC's are always around in my dreams, so... it's worth a shot). All in all, it was a good WBTB and actually a good MILD mantra while falling back to sleep, but in the end, it wasn't successful.

Breakfast fragment
I was cooking sausage in a frying pan, but not at the stove Rather, I was somehow cooking it while sitting on a couch. I got up when it was done, and Jack got upset that it was the only thing I was eating. He made me cook off some tater hashbrowns.

Theatre fragment
I recall being in a line up with the crew of a play I was working on. Unfortunately, I can't remember much else about this dream, other than this... being with the crew. The theatre walls had dark drapes hanging from them.

I'm living in a city with a river and bridge dividing it in two, as I can see from aerial perspective. A huge transport/trade ship gets hit by a bomb on the river, I overhear conversation that it's a series of attacks and that the water is so cold that the men overboard will die if they don't get out within ten or fifteen minutes. I'm running toward the waterfront with a friend who I can't identify, we find part of the waterfront that isn't blockaded/fenced of and start shouting "Hey! over here!" as some members of the ships crew float relatively close in the water. We help haul up about five men onto the pavement. They are all foreigners, mostly black or asian, and have a very strong/calming presense about them. We're all sitting down on the concrete, knees to chest relaxed. Lots of fences and square concrete buildings, no signs or beautiful scenery, very plain, grey skies.