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Good morning. Had like three dreams last night, but they SUCKED! I didn't want to write them down so I forgot about them, except one.

I'm watching a guy who looks just like a girl, having sex with another girl. He comes all over her... wtf?

Amount of sleep: 8½ hours

Food before bed: 100mg B6 and another 100mg at 04.00.

That's it! No meditation, was too tired.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Real Life
Non-Lucid
Lucid

Yeah, last night I got to bed a little late.

I was in a band of superheroes. There were like five to seven of us. We all had our own colors, our own powers, and our own name. We could also shoot out 8-bit beams of light of our color. They would have each of your colors in it in stripes and little squares of other colors in between. They did not move at the speed of light, more like 25 miles per hour. Whenever you looked at one of the people of the band of superheroes gibberish text would appear in a font resembling the element menu of the Powder Game. If you had two colors it would have two lines of text, one in each color, if you had three, you'd see three. My color was all of them. I was a rainbow color-wise. I guess I was an exception to the text thing– since I had all the colors I guess my name looked like the element Bubble does; each letter is a color of the rainbow, but I never could exactly look at myself, so I don't know. The only person in the band I remembered the name of was Clayton. I think the whole band was my brothers and cousins... He had on grey on top, orange in the middle, and red on the bottom. I remember the color and gender of one other person– One person, a boy, was grey on top and pink on the bottom.

We went through towns helping people out when they needed help. Eventually we got to a boss, but this time it was Clayton's color, and you can only fight people your color. I don't remember what it was, but Clayton, whose power was to fly, flew up to it. It was on the top of a tall grey tower, whose material was unimportant I guess because it was just a solid grey tall rectangular prism. He kept on fighting and fighting, shooting his color rainbows at it I guess, but it was too far away to see, and eventually I got bored watching. I shot rainbows at the tower, knowing nothing would happen. A girl on the team, possibly (or maybe not) Riley, criticized me with something similar to "Stop doing that, he's not your color, anyway!".

Now, either I don't remember anything or since the dream skipped boring parts. If it actually skipped, then this was a clear sign I was dreaming that I missed At the end of the day we were in the middle of a dark forest. (This doesn't turn bad.) Kit, a boy, (Maybe his color was a lighter and darker shade of green? I don't remember perfectly.) got out a hammer that was 6 feet long, which had a gold block for a head, but on the sides we copper or bronze plates. The handles were wood. So the head looked like this from the side:
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Kit hit the ground with the hammer, not that hard, but not just tapping it either. A brick appeared and the Mario Theme started. It was only about three quarters the size of a real-life brick. We were all like "Whoah!" and we all begged if we could have one too. I don't even remember getting one after that. Next thing I knew we were making buildings out of bricks by whacking the hammers, with the Mario Theme still playing. Eventually bricks weren't fitting at one corner, and I looked for a problem. It turns out two of the four sides of the brick building we were making were leaning outwards, by three inches or so. I pushed it back in and resumed.


I woke up.


Thanks for reading my first dream journal. I tried to be as detailed as possible.

Hours of sleep: 7.6h
Recall: 2/5
Vividness: 3/5
Missed dream-sign: dad

Well that night wasn't productive. But there is some amelioration...

In Front of me is a backyard. There is a little wall an a gate. I open it and I find a kitten. I take it in my arms and at the same time hundreds of flies fly at me me. I have some weird feeling: the flies were landing on me, and went on and off. I let the kitten down, because this feeling is unsupportable.

I awake for a few second or so, just enough to RC. I can't take a minute to think over it and immediately fall asleep again.

I'm in a bar. There is this guy from the bowling hall. I want to order something but I can't decide me: a beer or a soda? It takes long time, I can't make a choice. My dad shows up and shouts at me, because I can't decide me. So I order nothing and my dad and I have an argument

Well that's it. I wonder where my interesting and epic dreams went off....

I was in a clothing store with one or a few women. The store lighting and the carpet were kind of grey. The clothing racks were stuffed. One woman had a grocery cart with her, full of clothes.

I was picking out clothes, women's clothes, too, apparently. I had found a girls' fleece jacket that I liked. It was maroon with tiny, green dots. I put it in the cart.

Now the other women were here. We might have been planning to leave. I looked in the cart and saw that the jacket was now grey or beige. I told everybody to wait, that I had put the wrong jacket in the cart.

I lfound another maroon jacket, but it was way too big for me. I looked at the beige or grey fleece again. It was definitely small enough for me. But I wanted maroon. Now I saw that the jacket was reversible.

Some of us were now going to try on clothes. There were two pretty girls who wanted me to try on clothes with them. I went with one of the girls. I hoped the other girl wouldn't be sad that I didn't go with her.

But now the first girl led me to a room like a bathroom. She opened the door, revealing a bathtub. The other girl was inside, taking a bath. I now realized we were all going to "try on clothes," I.e. take a bath, together.

I was suddenly on a bed in a bedroom that might also have been a cafe or a restaurant like a nice pizzeria. There were a couple women standing around the bed.

One of the women talked about being something like a ghost hunter. I asked her some detail about a time something came out of the bed. It had risen up like a huge ghost.

I asked the woman, "Did you grab onto it?" But the woman didn't want to talk about it.

Somehow, from this woman or the other woman, I'd gotten the understanding that the woman had been carried down through the bed and into a place like hell. It had been terrible, and the woman didn't like to remember it.

I now saw one of the women distinctly. She looked like a character from a story of mine. She wore a pink and black striped shirt, a tie, and a black trenchcoat. She had spiky, red hair. She also had a weird necklace of something like Christmas "snow" cotton around her neck.

I walked (backwards?) with her toward the front of the store, which was now definitely a cafe. I sat down on the couch. I felt like a little child. I was really attracted to the woman. But I also felt like I wanted her to be my mother.

Now another woman sat on the couch beside me. She was really attractive. She might have been about 10 years older than I.

She said, in a motherly way, that I should refill my coffee. She said she was going to get some more, too. I should go with her.

I felt bad for leaving the other girl. So I hesitated. But the other girl told me to go. So I went.

As we stood in line, I looked at some chocolate-white-swirled muffins. I was trying to explain some episode of Friends to the woman. I thought it would make me look cool, even though I never watch Friends.

I kept seeing an image of Chandler. I kept trying to remember the funny thing I wanted to talk about.

But now suddenly I saw, as if I were in it, an early episode of the Simpsons. Bart and Lisa were very young. They were home alone, taking care of Maggie.

Lisa realized something. That made the cartoon change to an even earlier episode. The characters were extremely crudely drawn. Maggie had Maggie's body but something like the (crudely drawn) head of Marzipan from Strong Bad.

Lisa said to Maggie, "Hey little girl. But you're not a little girl. I'm a little girl. So that makes you a baby. It's like you're my and Bart's baby!"

Bart walked away. Lisa now said, "I wonder what it was like when I was a baby?"

Lisa now lay back and fell into a reverie. She woke up in a zebra-striped (???) baby swing.

A young non-animation couple lay asleep on the couch. The woman was dressed up like the Genie from I Dream of Genie. The man was dressed up like a strange adult version of Jariten from Urusei Yatsura.

The man stood up and lifted the baby out of the swing. The baby was now a boy, and I identified with him somehow, while still identifying him with Lisa.

The man held the boy close and said something like, "Hey, little guy. You and me are like pals, right?"

I got the feeling that the man and woman weren't the baby's mother and father, but were more like his/her babysitters or older siblings/cousins.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

13-10-10 Meditated before going to bed yesterday, which seemed to have a profound impact on recall and gave a couple of the dreams a spiritual direction. No lucids bar a couple of seconds long dream during a WILD attempt in the morning I don't count (I only managed to realise I was free of my physical body and the scene had somewhat stabilised (there was only a ball to begin with). I ended up at a handball game in a theatre, where the referee's table was cheating, before I was slammed back awake >.<)

I am at a dinner party with the family, it is a birthday or Christmas or something similar. I am in the kitchen and as people are leaving the kitchen I notice my grandmother on my father's side at the cooker putting something in the oven. As she is dead this comes as quite a surprise for me. So I address her by her name. “Gerda, is that you?” she confirms this and in a mixture of happiness and stunned surprise I ask her if I am insane. “Yes” she say. My grandfather comes in and starts talking to her. We look at each other and my grandfather proclaims “I knew I wasn't crazy, if you can see her too”. We walk into the living room and she disappears, however we call upon her and as she comes forward more of the family can see her as well. Some are happy others refuse to go in the living room, one proclaim “it smells rotten” which makes me worried if it is a good thing or not. At some point I try and ask her why she still remains, she tells me my grandfather needs her.

…

Many of my dreams were set in a tropical setting so it is a bit difficult to tell where one ends and another begins.

…

I am on a tropical island and we are walking down hill. It seems to be roughly the same group we went to Thailand. I am on the lookout for things that deserve to get their picture taken. Not for myself, I don't have a camera and the ones I have had always break. All of a sudden we are surrounded by weird architecture. It looks somewhat medieval, but has a bit more of a modern tinge to it. At the same time it looks like it belongs there. In retrospect I believe the architecture was impossible in the physical world, but in the dream I just look at it. Some younger fearless children start walking on the walls surrounding the building and the walls I see are fairly thin, this scares me. I stop and think to myself if I have reached the age where I am starting to fear injurries from falling. Normally I would join the children (in my other dreams the place would have been perfect for some parcour).

…

Calle is feeling ill, I am not sure where we are going, but we are travelling somewhere. He is sweating and bright red in his face. I try and calm him down and ask if he has been drinking water, he gives a vague confirmation and doesn't sound convincing. I tell him to keep drinking water, regardless of what it is. I suspect it is either dehydration or panic anxiety. His daughter or wife agrees that he should drink more water.

…

Again on a tropical island that resemble the one with the magnificent architecture. Though I believe we are at the top of the island. Bruce Willis is there, can't remember if he was in character or just himself. He goes on a rampage after becoming angry about something. In the end either me (in 3rd person view) or someone else who lures him into a room and lock the doors. “You understand I had to do this don't you?” Bruce acknowledge without a grudge. Me/him goes into the room, wearing old school divers suits both of them (you know the ones where a fuck off large metal helmet and a tube needed to be attached at the collar of the suit).

Bruce seems to accept that he is to be punished and for some reason a beacon of light that I had not noticed prior shifts and find a girl/woman in the forest, she seems surprised by this. He says something about that me/him has to watch over his light that is needed elsewhere now. The last thing he wants to do is listen to some recordings of a dead language while he reads a translation (thus making the language not dead, but anyways) of the text. He starts chanting and I realise that he is trying to learn the language. This is significant to me in some ways, at least I think it is because I have heard a voice in my head that might be in this language. Should I be able to learn this language maybe I could interpret what is said. I feel an energy building around and inside me.

This energy remains vibrating in my body as I wake up (nope wasn't a FA)

…

I am at some sort of party in the town I grew up. I go somewhere and when I go back I take a path behind the roads. This is very narrow and filled with trees. I have taken off my shoes as I feel like hardening my feet. In the beginning I have my shoes in my hands, but I drop them at some point. The path is difficult to walk bare footed and some times I end up crawling over trees in order to get forward. I sense someone behind me and look down and it is a guy from the town that I am normally disassociated with, but we seem to be friends in the dream and he is at the party as well. He is on a bike and he question what I am doing. I explain the shoe situation and he says “Ah you have no shoes” He gives me a ride (for some reason the path is easily traversable to bikes O.o). I am careful not getting my bare feet stuck in the wheel of the bike although I am close at one point. We get to a shop, he is supposed to pick something up. I say damn, I am sure I had my shoes with me to begin with. I check my pockets, but only a pair of sandals is in my blazer pocket (I am wearing a blazer now, with sandals in the pocket WTF!?). He assures me that he will drive back and get them for me if they are still there, it isn't a long drive. He encourage me to go back to the party.

Note: Tonight I pulled a Walms! FA, get out of bed, RC… continues to have a nice lucid dream… *does the happy dance* I just wish I could make myself do a RC every time I wake up in the night or in the morning, I would catch a lot more FA's… Yay for FA's!

I woke up in bed, got up to use the bathroom, and for once I thought to do a RC right away… and it turned out I was dreaming! Awesome! I was in the middle of a real FA!

For some reason this idea seriously excited me at that point in time, almost as if I had never had a FA before, and I had to focus to calm myself down a bit before focusing on remembering what my goals for the night were. I remembered that one of my goals had been to go meet Erik's guide with MoSh, but that was already done. So what was my next goal? I didn't have any other goals for the night, so that meant I was free to figure out what I wanted to do. I thought I could check out the house in Oblivion, the one in Skingrad, and even though I hadn't been in contact with Tigress I could still do something there on my own. Hmmm… instead, maybe I would try to just try to open a portal to get somewhere I was needed. I focused on Through the Never and on opening a portal, then I went through that portal…

I found myself back in MoSh's inner world, which took me by surprise since I had already completed the goal I had with MoSh. So maybe there was something else I had to do with MoSh tonight, which was fine, but first I had to find him. I looked around MoSh's inner world for a bit, taking real notice of it for the first time, and realizing things there were far from normal. Things were quite dark and creepy, like used to happen quite often, but it hasn't happened much recently, so what might have happened to create this problem? Since I thought that might be why I was there, to clean up the place, I started focusing on cleaning up the dark energy and replacing it with light energy. I went into MoSh's house and started cleaning up in there, I saw Asuka in there as well. She was clearly not well, she was cackling like some kind of a mad woman, and her eyes were solid black. She was throwing some kind of strange energy bolts at me, they seemed to be made of solidified dark energy. I could tell she needed serious healing, so I focused on the song Silver and Cold to pull dark energy out of her and Touch My Heart to replace it with light… and she disappeared.

I didn't know where Asuka had gone, but I figured I would find her again soon, as long as she hadn't left MoSh's inner world… and if she had left MoSh's inner world, I would track her down then. I continued through the house, absorbing dark energy from the place and replacing it with light, then I went back outside and continued doing that. I walked around for a bit absorbing dark energy, I wondered where MoSh might be, and where were the kinds, Data, the EMH he recently installed? Was this really MoSh's inner world? Or could I be in the wrong place? Well, no matter where I was, Asuka had been there and she had been seriously infected. Maybe I should find Asuka next, then check to see if I was really in MoSh's inner world or if I might be in the wrong place somehow… after all, I hadn't focused on reaching MoSh's inner world, I had just focused on going somewhere I was needed.

As I was about to open a portal to track Asuka down I saw that I wasn't alone, there was someone else there standing not too far from me. I went over to investigate and see who it was, it looked like he was surrounded by an aura of dark energy, but it looked stable and I didn't sense hostility… So I went over to investigate the person closer, to see what he was doing there, and when I got closer to him I recognized him… it was Walms! I went over and said hello to him, I asked if he was here to clean up some of this dark energy, after all it would be just a midnight snack for him… He didn't answer me, instead he looked at me with a puzzled look on his face, if it wasn't for the fact that he is lucid in 99.9% of his dreams, I would have thought he wasn't lucid there. But then he does have a few non-lucid dreams… occasionally. I told him he was dreaming, maybe he should do a RC, check out the gravity of the area or whatever it is he does for a RC. He looked at me strangely, making me have serious doubts that I had identified him correctly, I was having serious doubts that it was Walms at all…

I felt I needed to clean the place up, so I continued absorbing dark energy, and I saw that Walms, or the person I had first thought was Walms, was doing the same. I continued cleaning up dark energy, Walms and I got separated while I was cleaning the place up, and I ended up wandering into the garden area out behind MoSh's house, where I found Asuka. She looked just as nuts as she had before, she attacked me with dark energy bolts again, I dodged the attacks and jumped up into the air, sending a couple of tendrils of Witchblade to hold her and keep her from disappearing again. I looked around, and the area that might or might not be MoSh's inner world was much cleaner than it had been, it looked a lot brighter and was clear of dark energy, so now I had to get Asuka healed. I focused on the songs I had tried to use before, Silver and Cold to draw dark energy out and Touch My Heart to put light energy in, and this time it seemed effective. After the song spells had completed, Asuka looked like her normal self and seemed quite confused at the fact she was tied up, so I let her loose.

The first thing Asuka was wanting to know about was MoSh, she said she didn't know where MoSh was, she might have done something to MoSh, she said she should have known something like this would happen, she knew she would never be able to keep control if she tried to fight, why had everyone insisted she try to fight when we all knew she would lose control again? Why? I told her I thought Vegeta and Tuvok had helped her with that, but she said there's no way either of them would ever understand the force inside her, that there is no way she could control it… I saw she was crying, saying she was sure she'd done something horrible, and it was MoSh she had done it to, so what now? I told her MoSh can't be seriously hurt in a dream, but let's find him. I opened a portal, focusing on finding MoSh, and then I led Asuka through the portal.

On the other side of the portal I found MoSh was there, and he was there with Kaomea, he looked quite worried about something. He seemed glad to see me, he said Kaomea needed healing, he said he had tried to heal her as best as he could, but she really needed to be taken to the healing glen for healing there. I said Asuka could probably use the extra positive energy, too, as she had been really badly infected somehow. I focused on opening a portal to the healing glen, and then all of us went through it, MoSh, Asuka, Kaomea, and me. I telepathically contacted Basara even as we were going through the portal, so when we exited into the healing glen, Basara showed up there soon after. The Crystal Golem was there, and we did a group healing spell, Basara, MoSh, and I did healing spells along with the Crystal Golem, the entire area was filled with golden energy. The golden energy was very relaxing, and it is here that I woke.

Method: DEILD
Recall: great
Lucid Ability:not tested
Vividness: perfect
Dream Length:short

I go back in for another attempt... everything spinning, and suddenly stops. It's still black, and I know all I need to do is get up and RC. I relax a bit, get up and RC. Everything's all good. I clasp my hands for a couple of seconds to make sure the dream is stabilized. So far so good, it's time to head out the door.

I'm blown away by what I saw! I'm in the cave in Destiny Island. All the drawings Sora and Kari made are etched on the walls, along with some of the colourings Naminé made in the white room. I really didn't expect to see this. I tried to take it all in as I was amazed by all of the detail. And then in a moment, everything turned into an infinite outer space. It was like I was in some glass pod looking at the universe......then I woke up.

Method: WILD
Recall: great
Lucid Ability:5
Vividness: perfect
Dream Length:short

I start out in my room like always, and then I head towards the living room. I see my pops is listening to the game on the radio. It's time to got down to business. I headed back down the hallway and started focusing on a black hole portal. Theres electricity pulsing from my hands, and the hole is forming. I look down at it, and I'm pretty amazed at how realistic it's looking....like too realistic. I lose a little focus, and just when I'm about to trow it against the wall, it turns into a ball.

The ball flies into the wall, and sticks temporarily, and falls on the ground. The ball melts into a black puddle that I'm familiar with. "Not what I was expecting, but it'll do". I hopped into the hole, and focused on reaching my DG, and I started thinking about what I was going to ask her. I turn up back in my room.

I head out, and tell myself she's going to be at the door, and when I started going for the door....FA I didn't RC and was bombarded by wondering why a string of events were happening with various DC's until I woke up.

Note: I fell asleep tonight with a couple plans with MoSh, though I didn't have any actual plans with Tigress since I wasn't able to talk with her today for some unknown reason… I fell asleep with my light / sound machine as usual, and I was once again successful in slipping into a WILD. Each time I do this it is amazing, since I went for so long being unable to do it or even have a lucid dream or even remember many non-lucids!

As I entered my WILD, I found I was in MoSh's inner world as I often am, I looked around but I didn't really have enough time to really see anything before MoSh was beside me saying he knew where to find Erik's guide. He said he really wanted to see what EG had to say, so he hoped at least one of us would remember, and by one of us he meant me… I said he should at least try to have a positive attitude, but didn't go any farther than that. MoSh opened a portal and the two of use went through into a wide green field, there was a stage at one end of the field, it looked like an outdoor concert venue. There were people on the stage setting up musical equipment, getting things ready, but they didn't seem to be in any kind of a rush. I saw the man I have come to recognize as Erik's guide not far off, he came over to us and said he had been expecting us. With that the scene around us changed, apparently EG had teleported us somewhere else, I now saw we were in a small but comfortable room, I couldn't tell much about it other than there were seats for everyone and a small fridge from which EG took three beers and tossed one to MoSh and one to me.

EG sat down and took a drink from his beer, then said he also knew why we had come here, that surprised me a bit, but it didn't seem surprising to MoSh at all. I figured it was normal for EG to answer questions before they had even been asked? Was he reading our minds right now? Puppies lift their legs so they can fly from the force created when they take a piss… that was what I thought… no reaction from anyone, so either that wasn't as weird as I thought it was or no one was reading my mind. Instead of acknowledging my thought in any way, EG started talking on a different subject, he was talking about what we had come to ask him. He was talking about MoSh getting together with Kaomea, he was saying that of course it was a possibility, anything is possible, but that doesn't make it easy. He said anything worth having is worth fighting for, and if it works out like it should, this would definitely be worth it.

MoSh wanted to know why this would have to be so difficult, why couldn't something be easy for a change, hadn't he earned it? EG said a life of ease isn't something you earn, it's something you create… and it is also almost always considerably less rewarding than the lives of those who choose the more difficult paths. EG said that MoSh was wondering why there would be resistance to him getting with Kaomea, but he had already noticed the reason even though he hadn't acknowledged it as such. He said that MoSh is not really supposed to be in this world, this was not where he had been intended to go, something had sent him here anyway. He asked MoSh if he hadn't sensed this at numerous points in his life, that he was an outsider in his own world… before MoSh could answer, EG said of course MoSh had felt that way, this is also one of the signs that a person is likely to be a nagual.

My mind wandered a bit, making me wonder if MoSh was an outsider like I am an outsider, maybe there was still a chance to find someone out there that would want to be with me? Or maybe my one chance was gone, having turned out to be with a complete asshole. Now I found out that EG could read my thoughts. He said that yes, an outsider can indeed find a soul mate in a world that wasn't meant to be their home, it just doesn't work easily. He said he knew of the events I was talking about, with the one I call James (my ex boyfriend), and when it had started it had the potential to work out fine. The main problem was that negative energies poisoned us, created problems between us, then eventually consumed the weaker of us, which was James. That made James into an asshole, trying for quite a while to push me away as I was still fighting the forces to stay together… until it finally worked, until he had finally done so much hurt to me that there was no way I would… or should… stay with him. He said it might not seem like it, but I was actually the one to come out on top in that situation, I was currently much better off than James.

MoSh wanted the topic back on him and Koamea, he said he wanted to know what he had to do in order to make things work out with her. EG gestured towards me, he said that meeting me might just have given MoSh the added knowledge he would need in order to make this relationship work, to overcome the forces that would seek to force them apart. He said when I had been trying to hold on, and even when James had wanted to hold on as well, neither of us knew much about dark and negative energies, when James acted like an ass I would get angry and send his negativity back, multiplied, then James would send it back to me multiplied again, until it reached a breaking point and we separated for a while, both of us both furious and depressed, wanting to both punch the other one in the face and cry at the same time… it usually ended up with me crying and James punching the nearest wall. Towards the beginning, it seemed James had accepted and understood that negative energies were frequently the cause of our problems… but over time he stopped accepting that as a reason and placed the blame fully on me, or sometimes on himself, but usually on me.

EG said this wouldn't have to happen with MoSh and Kaomea, because MoSh knows about negative and dark energies, and Kaomea would also seem to know about it. With both of them knowing what dark energy is and the effect it has, they would know better than to just multiply it and send it back when their partner got negative. Each of them would be able to understand that the other one was acting out of reaction to dark energy infection instead of just being an ass. So instead of having the dark energy and negativity escalate until it exploded, they would seek healing for each other, a way to get rid of the intruding dark energy, to set the other one free of it. This would rob the forces seeking to separate them of the most dangerous weapon they had. He said as long as MoSh and Kaomea couldn't be turned against each other, no force in the universe could separate them against their wills.

MoSh wanted to know who was seeking to separate him and Kaomea, and why were they seeking to do that. EG said he knows the nature of the forces, though not the exact identity, because the identity of those opposing MoSh and Kaomea would change… The nature of it was that which seeks to keep everything on a perfectly ordered path, the different timelines themselves seem to have a will of their own, and they don't like being interfered with. He said that is why it takes a significant event to alter any timeline, significant as when someone from outside the dimension interferes and makes considerable changes. That will inevitably create a ripple in the timeline. One of the inhabitants of the timeline changing their own timeline is very difficult, usually this just gets done from outside the dimension. So when an outsider such as MoSh or me enters a dimension and tries to find a companion or even just tries to find a place for themselves, that creates a ripple, which the timeline will fight. He said I already knew that, and for a while James had known, too, but then James had somehow forgotten that as he got consumed with negative energies.

MoSh seemed to be lost in thought about something, I wondered what he was thinking, EG waited for a few minutes while MoSh seemed to be muttering to himself incoherently. EG finally said that MoSh and I are more alike than we know, that saying we are like brother and sister isn't by any means incorrect. He said we had both gone through hard times that had left us fractured, but not broken, he said neither of us would be broken by any force in this world no matter how unsure of that we ourselves might be, he looked at me when he said that. EG looked back at MoSh and said MoSh and Kaomea have a very good chance of making things work, a very good chance of avoiding the fatal errors that James and I had made, although most of the errors were James' mistakes, and to keep the negativity from pulling them apart. He looked directly at MoSh, and told him that as long as both he and Kaomea are willing to hold on, they cannot be pulled apart… as long as BOTH of them hold on. This is where my memories end.

Ok, I had just watched 'S.Darko', 'Pandorum' and 'Iron Man 2'. The dream was fairly complicated and involved and writing anything down was difficult.

Lucid

Dream

1. There was a hole in the fabric of spacetime and I was passing through it. On the other side gravity did not exist, I was freely floating, however, as I pushed backwards I was entering 'reality'. The devil and god were playing/fighting (?) for me (or my soul?). I was thrown around, lost, trapped and in pain. There was so many things on top of me - crushing me - and if I was not in pain then I knew I should have been. And then I started to sing - a happy song.
Someone was being judged and the court asked the judge to stop but the judge refused - to make an example of the defendent (I got the feeling that this was an afterlife sorta court).
The people around me that I needed kept having their memories changed or altered. After I sang I was near (?) that. Hurting but still defiant. Not going to be stopped from reaching my goal (or the thing I needed to do). The trial continued despite the prosecutions' argument/plea to stop.
Through the portal I had a hard time getting or going back through it. Then there were more portals, more options, more ways in which to lose myself. The trial continued. There are rules that even god (and the devil) must obey. It seems that god must get given the first opportunity at saving someone but the vassal (me???) had been trapped, the target did not have the support. Yet I fought on.

So that was a strange dream and definitely influenced by Pandorum and S.Darko but maybe even something more...I am not sure but there are a lot of questions that I have and I am receiving some answers and it's just difficult to change I am trying though.

Another dream that's really hard to explain aside from what I wrote down, so I'll use the same method as my last DJ post.

1) Cutting down trees, cut them down to clear out a space for an area to build a house. Picking up old roots and pieces of wood from unever, loamy, dark and healthy soil with two other from where I live.

[I then wake up and read or meditate for a bit, then back to sleep]

2)Building a house without nails, and C confesses to a girl on the scene, maybe to H, using or with a stuffed animal in a cute indirect fashion which is characteristic of him. Switching to a School-ish/auditorium type building, very huge and grandeur, dark maple banisters and wall design, big off white/dark wall lamps and chandeliers, dark red or brownish wall color like the Fox theatre in Detroit. C is completely passed out drunk [he usually doesn't drink much] after being turned down. Scene loses much sensibility, I'm exploring the vast space of the hall/room with my vision, and kick a soccer ball very high and break a lamp. This all switches to me and C on stage with what appears to be a class, all dressed in tuxedos, with my dream being presented or displayed on a big projector screen, with an audience, ending in applause.

[Not sure if the whole dream was being played on that screen or if it was just part of a transition. ]

3)Dream flashback of a dream I had many years ago, like ten years again, of playing soccer at the horse race tracks downtown at my hometown, viewing the game and events from the view of a bird flying around. I'm running around after that, not sure from what, some group conflict with an older team chasing after me or something.

4)J, my sister, is in a kitchen with the lights off. Mom and dad are asleep in chairs at a table, there are three doors leading to the room, all of which are open. I walk in one of them, and Jessie is holding knives and appears to be gaurding/watching for something at the one door which leads outside. I immediately go to grab some knives, and try to find the best knives that are usually in my kitchen where I currently live. I have trouble finding the one I really want, a sharp heavy chef's knife with a black handle, but settle for a thinner one, longer and also pretty sharp, wooden handle but not as effective. I grab two actually. I am waiting for whatever is out there but it doesn't come, so I walk through the door to find out what is there, J is warning me not to go out, asks "what are you doing?" and I ask her if she wants to come along or not while walking away over a huge open grass feild on a slight hill, trees without leaves bordering the land further away, feeling of just before winter like the weather actually is now, cloudy cold and windy. There is a big log cabin about 100m away in the distance I start to walk towards it. Jessie finally leaves the room and starts to follow me, a bit of a ways back.

Two military looking vehicles pull up, like quads but with six wheels and big, camofl. They stop close to me and I tell J to run back inside and she does. One is an officer, the other a soldier type. Officer trying to like.. befriend me, decieve me despite that they are obviously antagonistic and he is being decietful. "We can all get along", but I'm not buying it and not talking at all really. I have the knives hidden behind my back, temporarily forgotten. I go closer to the gaurd, and jump up to his level, like I'm flying or floating, to intimidate him/ a show of my powers, I see his gun though and say "holy shit that's so cool!" and we nerd out about his gun, one side automatic, but the butt of the gun can kind of disconnect/dislatch and can be used as a handgun. He's explaining it to me and the officer throws me his to look at it, and I examine the gun. Looks similar to an xbox controller, really boxy but not squar, buttons similar. I keep talking about it jovially while sizing them up, then shoot the officer twice, he tries to zip away but I kill him and his vehicle flips. I immediately dives sideways, and slow motion the gaurd and I use our pistols and shoot all our clip at one another. I kill him in the end and am unharmed.

I go back inside to J and parents and thte dream fades and I begin to wake up.
**I didn't get up immediatley and record dream, didn't even move at all, which led me back into the dream scene and a FA. Testifies Alan Worsleys method of entering back into Lucid Dreams and creating multiple LD's in a row using FA RCs.

5) I'm sitting back in the kitchen I was just in with J, this time with two people I live/work with, like we're at breakfast. Same table we have, wooden, but darker and with boards instead of a big flat surface, kind of like a picnic table. I tell them I had dreams about C, and N tells me she had one about me too and begins to tell me, and I start to write hers down with a red pencil but it keeps smudging and breaking. I remember I need to record the dream I just had and appologetically interupt her and begin writing down the dream I just awoke from, in a red pencil also.. Then I realize I'm dream again and forcefully wake up and decide to record the dreams I just had since they were so intense and vivid. SO, once again I had a FA involving the kitchen where I eat breakfast and the people I'm with, and also another dream scene where I'm writing in my dream journal. Last time this happened my DJ was college lined, which is not in actuality, and this time I was writing with a red pencil, which I do not write with in actuality.

I was at a house building site earlier in the day which explains the wood clearing dream, and was in a similar location. The second dream, in the auditorium had a very intense and epic feel to it, not negative in any way though. KInd of strange.
The last one with the gaurds was similar, interesting and q uirky, potential nightmare material but didn't turn into one at all.

I must resolve to RC every time I write down something in my DJ, since I have FA and often drift back into sleep and dream that I am writing down the dream I just awoke from, almost every day even, especially if i hit snooze. This is effective especially when I don't move a muscle upon waking. Thankfully my alarm is customizable and I set it just to go off after ten/20 seconds so I can accomplish this.


Good dreaming all, hope this was entertaining.

I was with three male friends who I don't really recognize. They all seemed to be about 10-15 years older than me, tallish, a little overweight, and wearing touristy t-shirts, shorts, baseball caps, and sunglasses.

We were in a small building that was kind of busy and full of people. We were planning to leave. But first I had to go to the bathroom.

The restroom was huge and full of people. It was kind of humid, a little dirty, and it smelled like urine. There was a big line, which annoyed me. But there were a lot of stalls, so everybody was moving fast.

At the head of the line were the only urinals -- three small, wide open urinals awkwardly placed on a small edge of wall. I got one of the urinals instead of a stall.

As I was using the urinal, I felt like something to my right was getting my pants leg a little wet. I looked to my right.

There was no urinal to my right, but another guy was using a small plastic grate in the floor. The grate was under some shelf or sink on the wall, so the guy had to aim weird to get the grate. It was splashing a little and hitting my pants leg.

The guy was tallish, well-groomed, and well-dressed. The guy looked at me in a mean way. I could see that he was mad I had been in line ahead of him, and that he'd decided he'd go before me no matter what, even if he had to use a grate in the floor.

I think that in the dream I finished in the bathroom and went somewhere else, possibly some small, white building in the woods. But I can't remember now.

Dream Battle (Dream-WILD)
I remember vaguely starting the dream out being in class again with Alice, and she had to leave early to get back to London. I assumed she meant London, England in the dream; but it wasn't until just now, recording this, that she probably meant London, Ontario (she lives there IRL).

The dream skipped and I'm running away from a dude. I went inside a house and locked the door. I knew he'd get in, but at least this would buy me some time to find a place to hide. I hoped it'd would be good enough. I chose a closet which had some tall boxes in them, and scrunched down behind them. I rang 911. Just the same as my last dream where I phoned 911, no one answered. In fact, I got a voice mail saying to leave my name and distress issue, and they'll get back to me I hung up. This service sucks. I'm probably going to die because they can't get their heads out of their asses. I shut my phone off and hid it so the light wouldn't betray my hiding spot, but I got found anyways.

Accepting my fate, the guy wrenched me out of my hiding spot, and I "woke up."

False awakening. Nose pinch, could breathe. I believed it this time, but pinched again to be sure. Breathed. Kick ass! I remembered I wanted to dream-WILD in my next FA, so I set to it, but I forgot to have a scene in mind, so I got dragged back into the previous dream. "Wait! I didn't want back in this one! Oh well, at least I'm lucid now," I thought.

Buddy was back there too and resumed his attack on me. I shielded and jumped out the window, flying. He was instantly like "WTF?!"

"Yeah, I can fly!" I shouted at him. "I can do more than that, too!" and I started attempting to throw fireballs down on his location. They ended up just being psi-balls, but hey... they were causing explosions, so I continued my assault.

Suddenly, dude was flying too though, and copying my attacks. "What the hell?!"

"Every attack you use on me, I will absorb it!" he laughed.

Oh... he's one of those types. Fine. I straightened myself out and willed myself upwards, into the sky. I heard Danny's voice ask me, "Isn't that a beautiful colour of blue?" I agreed with him, it was. But it was darkening, and I didn't want to go into space today. I was suddenly back on the ground, and I was extremely disoriented.

The guy followed me, and I tried to push off into the air again, but I couldn't. I wondered if the flight took my abilities away? It's probably this disorientation. So, I started running. And he followed. "Hey, it's no fair attacking me when I've lost all my abilities!" I shouted. The running made me feel better, though. I could fly again, but I don't remember if we fought more. I remember being face to face with him and trying to make him explode, but no such luck.

He had me cornered in an alley. Sensing that I was out of attacks, I decided to try one last thing. "Aishiteru," I said, quietly.

"What?" he asked, completely off guard.

"Aishiteru... I love you," I said. I opened my arms to hug him. This was actually meant to be a trick, I was going to try to lull him into a false sense of security so a DC-ally could get him... I already could see my ally waiting for my signal.

"I love you too," he said. Wait, what?! That's not supposed to happen... Well... I can't kill him now, that'd be wrong.

The next bit is private, but all I will say is there were DC's grouping around.... I force-fielded the end of the alley so no one could get in. However, for some reason, a Scottish bag-pipe marching band went right through it... ??? And the DC turned into Jack. Not a bad way to end a dream, I suppose. I woke 3 minutes before the 90-minute cycle alarm sounded.

Sinking ship (DILD)
I'm on a ship. It's like the Titanic, but not quite. It's old like it, really. I'm a crew member, I seem to be like the Captain's right-hand woman. I have a precognitive thought that the ship is going to sink soon. Sure enough, the walls buckle, and I see the outline of pipes bulging through the wall. They burst, and the room starts filling with water. I have another precognitive warning that we are about to be plunged underwater.

"We're about to go under!!" I yell to the bridge. "On the count of 4, hold your breath for as long as you can!" I count to 4 and hold my breathe. I feel the water around me. My chest hurts and my eyes are closed. I don't think I can stay like this. I tentatively drew in a breath. I can breathe? Why can I breathe? I opened my eyes, and saw that I was floating in mid-air, under the water. The water was funneling around me, like an upside-down whirlpool. The sinking ship created that same affect you get when you place a cup in water, upside down. There remains some trapped air that the water can't displace. Watching this scene, I recall recognizing it as a dream, but I also recall the strong urge to see this dream through to the end.

The ship got "tossed" back out of the water. It's still sinking, but more slowly. On the bridge, a male crew member gave birth to a baby. We didn't even have time to cut the cord, we had to get them both to safety. I gave him two towels to bundle his son up in, and we stuck him in a wheelchair and he got himself to the upper deck.

The Captain and I discussed how to deploy the lifeboats. I didn't want a tragic repeat of what happened with the Titanic lifeboats, so I gave the command to overfill them. I remember once again thinking about wanting to see this dream through to the end. What will the Captain and I do? Go down with the ship? Dream ended, with that thought, unfortunately

False awakening (not connected to the previous dream). Jack told me he always dreams in a certain theme (as in, he chooses a theme to dream about). I tell him I can do it too, as I fall back to sleep.

October 7, 2010

Odd lucid (DILD)
I remember vaguely something about my mum being involved in the first bit of the dream, but how she was involved eludes me.

I remember being in a video game like world (sort of resembled World Of Warcraft). I remember recognizing this video game world for what it is, dreaming about being in a video game like world. I decided, since I was in a video game, that I wanted to see if there was a scottish-based zone. I pushed off the ground and began flying around the world, trying to find something that resembled Scotland. I "woke up."

False awakening. Lucidity level dropped. I recalled the dream, and laughed to myself that I had said that I was lucid, but I wasn't really lucid. I giggled to myself that if I say the words lucid in a dream, I really should do a reality check next time... and almost didn't do one now. But then I thought, well, I'm thinking about lucidity, I should do one, whether I think I'm awake. I pinched my nose, and could breathe. I fell for it, and thought I wasn't pinching very well, so I tried twice more. On the 3rd time, it was blocked enough to be acceptable proof that I'm awake

However, regardless of what my dream brain decided was acceptable proof, I still believe I maintained some semblance of dreaming because the next thing I did was push off the ground to float to my next destination. Although, the dream had become a bit unstable. Visually, everything got a bit muddy, and it was harder to float. I focused on making myself feel weightless, but then the sensation took over a little bit too much, and I got that "air pocket" feeling again. I decided to relax and just let the flight do what it wanted. I'm just along for the ride. Woke up for real.