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When Chwck was young

I had a dream about the guy who founded the town of chilliwack. There wasn't much of a town, just horse and carriage stuff. I remember going with the guy around to different places. At some point in the dream I go by a trailer where there is a couple dogs. The dogs seem to know me. After I leave the dogs I almost became lucid because i remembered the dogs being a dream.

data Asuka WTF

some dream where Data opens this large white box. Asuka is lying asleep in the box and kind of looks sick or something. He says she's in the box for her protection.

Panic

strange dream where I'm on the internet or something. My dad points at the window and says "they are shooting m16 missiles at us. I look out the window and the moon is on fire and some projectile is heading towards us.

I look out my other window onto the street. People are panicking, i can hear cop cars an amulances, cars crashing. I see this car driving on the Lawn. I see manuel across the street hanging something up. I ask if he's ok. He say's yes and flies toward my house and enters. I keep bugging my dad tog et in a truck and drive us out of here. But he keeps procrastinating on it. My brother grabs my attention and says I should look at the chatroom he's in, he says people are flipping out about the oncoming missiles. I tell him I'm not interested and that i just want to leave.

Snowy Egypt was at my house, and she had this bad ass kid with her. He wasn't listening to her at all, and I got fed up with it, and sat him down. Snowy said he was a trouble maker in school and was failing math. I told him ways he could focus better, and I was going to offer him the rest of my gameboy games if he improved his grades.

I remember being at a bar with Mark75 and my friend H. I don't remember anything else in the dream, because I had a FA of getting in chat and telling them about it.

Length: 5 min remembered.
Dream Non-dream

Me and my cousin (26 or so yrs old) are in a dark feild, I'm half naked. I look around, there was a girl and some gangster. My cousin tells me that for the best sex ever, I need to "keep it up" for 5 minutes straight, and don't release. There was a garbage can there for my emissions, and another for the gangster.

The girl started to perform oral on the guy, and while watching, my cousin said in order to get the feeling, I'd have to choose one of my parents. I didn't know what for, and they said I could decide on the way there. When leaving, three girls (assassins) came to me, and said "We're going to kill them you know, that's the deal". They looked like witches from Bayonetta, but in all white. I pretended that I knew, and that I was one of them. I jumped up a small wall and did a flip, and they believed me.

Me and the girls drove to a house, where apparently my dad was, with full security. We broke in the window, then one of the girls dispatched a guard. She did a triple back flip, then jumped and did a 720 spin while shooting her gun, landed and spun on the floor, shooting her guns.

Then she attacked me, I (as a women mind you, I had turned into a bayonetta-style assassin) ran and slid under a chair, then spun around and shot them with my heel gun. I jumped up, and she spun around, I said (right before she did it) Triple backflip, jump, 720 spin, heel shot."

She looked at me and stopped after the flips. "...How'd you know what I was gonna do?" me and the other witches teamed together and said that she always did the same thing, she was so predictable.

I woke up.

For some reasons I've noticed my dreams always revolve around my dad rather than my mom. I'm not sure if it's because my dad's talked to me about dreams or if I'm actually "defending" him. This is my third dream lately where I've been in a team to defend him (or pretend I was with the attackers, and kill them).

Pretty interesting considering my dad says he gets attacked a lot in dreams.

I was at some kind of old shopping mall. It was made up of old red bricks, with a strange gooey substance used as cement. I looked up to the sky, and saw a moonless night. That pitch black sky that seems to swallow your being. Feeling a shiver of anticipation, I moved in through the vast, (I mean really vast) gates that had rusted iron bars in them. I could see the rust flying in little flakes due to the breeze and moving around, as the dust moves around in Lion King.
Thinking something along the lines of, "I am wasting my dream time.", I proceeded, still blissfully non-lucid. The dream was highly detailed, perhaps my most detailed dream yet. I remember noticing each and every little detail as I walked. The crunches of the dried leaves beneath my feet, the smell of the damp air, and the feel of each and every rock as I stepped on it. It was so clear, that for a moment I truly believed it to be real life, for such detail couldn't exist in a dream.
I saw many shops on my left and right, as I walked through that boulevard. Most of them were closed, and the ones that were open were more like houses, or even inns. I went inside a shop, noticing the sign that was suspended above it's door rocking back and forth due to the wind. I entered inside, and the whole atmosphere changed. It was like stepping from a freezing blizzard into a cozy, well-heated room. Technically, it WAS just that. I could see people roaming about here and there, all in red and white Santa Claus suits that made them look goofy. The were all good natured. No one minded me, nor did anyone ignore me. They politely welcome me in and directed me towards a room.
I sense of romance overcame me as I entered the room and saw, to my surprise, an exquisitely beautiful young lady sitting there on the window, which was wide open. The moon hung in the sky like a compliment to her beauty. She was dressed an a lavish cocktail dress, also of red color, exposing and hiding just the right amount of skin to make one go oblivious just looking at the wearer.
Something else caught my attention. Her eyes. She had the most striking eyes I had every seen. And yet, they were brimming with tears, tears that were never quite let loose, but sat there on her lower eye lid as if they were unsure to fall or not. The eyes reflected sadness as I had never seen before.
As soon as she saw me, her face lit up. It was almost as if she had been waiting for me all this time. Pushing aside that thought, I began to ask for her name, but found myself deprived of speech as her lips made contact with mine, and was locked in a tight embrace. I stood there in an eerily real non-reality, immersed in this moment of emotion. For how long we kissed, I do not know. It could have been a second, minute, or even an hour. It was just me and her, and the silent moon smiling at the re-union.
BOOM! The whole house, which was now a mansion, shook with a great force. A missile had just hit the far side of the mansion. Breaking apart quickly, I grabbed the lady and half-carried, half-pushed her towards the door. I heard a faint hissing noise nearby, and saw another missile, like a deadly firework, homing towards me. In that split second, I knew I would survive no longer. Pushing the girl out of harm's way, for all good it could do, I attempted to run away myself. No good.
BOOM! Another blast, much louder and fiercer that the first, shook the ground. Tiny balls of metal came shooting towards me, and tore my body apart. The pain was unimaginable. I could literally see those little balls of metal coming towards me in slow motion, and hit me. As I lay there half-dead, I saw a mysterious box lying not far from me. Somehow, I knew that it was supposed to be lit on fire, which would transport me to a safe place. Not having the strength to get up and look around for a match, I tried pyrokinesis. I imagined my fury flowing from my hands towards that little stone box, and heating it up. With a huge effort, I finally managed to give it enough energy to light up on it's own.
Oh shit, I thought. It was a trap! From a third-person view, I saw that box explode in the biggest explosion yet, and create a big ball of flames rise up high. I saw my own body fly around with the force of the bomb. I was back to first-person again. As I was flung around, about to meet my death, I thought about how unfortunate it was, 'How sad it is if a flower doesn't bloom?'. Those were the words that came to my mind.
As the pain became unbearable, I woke up.




Sorry for the late updates, readers. It was a difficult period I went through, a lot of ups and downs. Nevertheless, I am here now, and shall keep updating my DJ. Note, as I didn't get much time to spend on my LDing skills, my lucids are low on count these days. I will still share the non-lucids, though. ^_^

Also, should I add more pictures to the dream journal entries. Personally, I think the details I remember should be good enough to create a whole environment in your mind. That is the art of the writer. What do you guys think?

real quick. this was pretty vivid.

Grandpa's New Barn (non-lucid)

M, BroY, and I were driving down the gravel road to grandpa's house. I seen a huge, new, and nice barn behind the house.

"He is going to rent the place out to students." M says.

It is a real nice barn.

We exit the car and proceed into the house. We see young girls playing with those toy cars they can drive around in.

The girls stare at me and I don't recognize them.

Inside the house, it is extremely nice. A lot of money went into that place. It is not like while awake.

We never do encounter grandpa.

Girl is having issues with something im not quite sure but she was at war with somebody who was out to get her.i remember her fighting with a lot of people before I showed up. I killed her father I believe who was this fat man who was living in my house but I was different big, like mixed with a school. I remember after killing him his daughter came home or who I thought to be. I had hidden myself in one of the two bathrooms that resembled a high school bathrooms. Girl runs in she finds me I grab her and hug her and try ti be the “good guy” well rather not be the man that killed her father. We head back to kitchen which resembles my kitchen, for some reason my fathers pistol was in the freezer of the fridge. Her real father comes home with a women, young, her apparently the fat man was not her father but an impostor, her father was rather fit actually. Me and the women were outside by this point, I had my fathers pistol, me and the women were getting along by this point, I kept explaining to her, her father was not dead. And was inside and that the other man was an impostor. Women kept bugging me about holding the pistol, but I let for a only moment, a mistake. She shot one round off of my dad 357 magnum, then handed back to me. The women and the man who I believed to be her father walk outside, I thought they would talk with us so I tried to keep the pistol down. Man and women walked out calmly till she was almost point blank women pulls out what I believe to be a rifle and shot it at my face. It barely missed but I felt it scratch my face I had fallen backwards the same moment she fired, so it had seemed she hit me. Once I hit the ground I had cocked the pistol, once the women had gotten close enough I put the pistol to her chest and pulled the trigger, nothing happened. I remember there being 5 shots left after I put down the horse, dream logic told me there would of only been three and apparently all had already been used , I panicked and ran for it she shot at me multiple times with the rifle until she ran out of ammo, by the point I was outside my house I ran around jump over the gate and ran towards my woods. I believe while I was running I heard them say did that guy just get shot and stand Back up? After making it to the woods they no longer were trying to shoot me I do not know what happened to the women who I was getting along with , after this I showed up at glenns mothers place, wanna to tell him the story but I had to go to school, and he had friends who I dint want to let hear so I was gonna take him home so I could tell him, ended up at my house, everyone had noticed the missing pistol, by this point I dint know where it was, looking for it a women who I believed to by either my sister or a very close family friend told me she had found it and cleaned it, grind ed it down , telling me in need to be clean.at least I got to brag to her about my close escape from death. Funny thing I remember while running thinking this is gonna give me nightmares, because when I was little I was have dreams of my brother chasing me, ironic. Very vivid dream. I remember my father pistol resembling the 357 Magnum mixed with German style pistol.

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0513: D. Dreaming of lying in bed trying to sleep. Maybe a little INRALD feeling at the very end but woke up.

Too Many Clocks
0852: D. Again, dreaming of lying in bed trying to sleep. I hear Lance's voice as he's trying to have a conversation with me. I don't say anything. I sit up. It's dark. I look at my Zeo which is now hooked up to another alarm clock. I also see my cell phone in its dock. That's three clocks beside my bed. The Zeo has "hacked" the other alarm clock to show the same brainwave data on it's display. I have a pre-lucid moment of thinking that is weird. But dream ends.

Calendar, Closet
1014: C. I'm in a familiar house, probably Daisetta. I'm in my bedroom closet looking for a pair of underwear, but all the ones I find aren't the style that I like. My sister beckons me to come out to the living room. We have cousins in town. In the entryway, there's a giant calendar drawn on an big whiteboard mounted to the wall. Apparently, I drew it as a scheduling tool for the family. (I used this "visual management" device at work about a year ago) My family and cousins are praising me for how effective this calendar is. They ask how they should add something. Apparently the cousins are in town for a funeral and they want to note the day that the person died. I suggest that they draw a colored symbol like a star or circle on that day instead of writing words.

I return to the closet in my bedroom. It's a walk-in, like my current closet, but it shouldn't be for this house. Now I sense that I'm just visiting home but I don't live here. My mother is going to move out of this house soon so I should clean out my closet. I start collecting old pairs of shoes to throw away. On a shelf, I see a rotting box with a trail of ants crawling into it.

Dream 3: I was playing around the pool area. Then I went inside to do some things. I went outside by some guards where i was looking for my wallet. I got the wallet and returned as my dad got home. Then i started to ru8n around my garden.

Dream 2: We were at my house it was very early in the morning and there was mist all around us. My dad said he needed to get some supplies before our vacation. X had a babysitter.

Dream 1: We were in a classroom where a little boy had a test tube and he was throwing it around (shaped like a ball). C got very angry and shouted at him. The little boy went up to C and taunted him. The teacher T was also laughing. The dream was rather disgusting.

I am taking care of my fish tank. I'm looking inside and admiring all the different colored fish. I turn around, turn back and am horrified as one of my fish, Marvin, has jumped onto the floor. IRL Marvin is a beta, and very small. In the dream, Marvin was a huge gigantic blue fish swirling with all sorts of colors. He was looking at me as he was laying on the floor. I grabbed a towel and scooped him up, putting him back into the tank. He began moving again and I was really glad that he wasn't dead.

I looked down and saw that my dog, Daisy, was chewing on one of my new kittens - Lily. I heard a crunching sound and screamed and ran to where she was and took Lily away from her. I thought she was dead and then realized that she wasn't. She soon began to stir in my hands. I looked back to the fish tank where some of the fish had just given birth to hundreds of little baby fish who were all swimming in schools, swooping and diving all around the tank. They were some of the most beautiful colors I have ever seen.

This is my first journal entry. I was not able to write the dream down. Instead, I spent time reviewing each part of the dream and comiting it to memory before getting out of bed.

My first conscious memory of the dream is that I am at work (I work in a kitchen/cafe at a recreation center), and I notice one of my co-workers going about his day (the one I enjoy working with the most). Sometime during my work, I wander into dry storage and I notice a strange book. From what I sense of the dream, I already knew it was there, and I had already read a part of it. Thing is, whenever I do read it, I sink into a deep trance, and I am focused on absolutely nothing but the book. The subject of the book contains some deep form of knowledge, parts of it like one dark story. The image I get is the atmosphere of a large dark forest/swamp that somehow extends through time, and the presence of shady figures that add the feeling of turbulence. ... The exact text or story I can't remember.

At one point in returning to the storage room, I pick up the book and notice a sheet of paper fall out of the front page, and it converts into the shape of a knight with a sword and shield, made out of paper. It tries to fend me off, as if trying to prevent me from touching the book, but I just swat at it, and pick up the book anyways.

A third visit to the storage room, I end up encountering the book again. This time however, as soon as I open it, I am sunk so deep into a trance that I end up finding myself lodged inside the book. I end up sensing a voice that commands me that I am not to leave the book until I have read all of it. I end up reading about a chapter before I start feeling claustrophobic, and am afraid that someone is going to come in and move the book, or set something on top of it, thus preventing me from leaving. I end up forcing my mind out of the book, and find myself standing in the storage area once again.

Then, I began to notice things here and there moving throughout the room. From what I was seeing, I assumed that there were some mischevious spirits in the room that were causing it. I shout out in the room, demanding for the spirit(s) to reveal themselves. Then, one of the shelves begin to stir, and another sheet of paper begins taking the form of a witch on a broomstick, and it starts flying around my head like its trying to attack me. I end up swatting IT away from me, and thats when I start feeling overwhelmed by the atmosphere around me, like there were more spirits that would attack. It is then I remember a technique of meditation; I begin imagining a shield surrounding me to keep unwanted entities out. ... The strange part about doing this, however, is that I start imagining a gauge of how strong my 'personal shield' is (1.00 suggests the minimum effective rate, 4.00 being the maximum. I reached a 2.96,... apparently. .... Dreams are weird, aren't they?)

Anyways, there is where my dream stopped.

Magic tricks

I briefly Remember going to Manuel's house, he was invisible but his Nagual woman was around. Mnuel was invisible but his presence was undeniably there.

"Alright Nagual!" I yelled. "Show me your stuff. I wanna see what all this fuss is about. Show me a trick or something, Tun into a Dog like romano did."

NW(Nagual Woman) "uhh he's not here, please go away". I can hear them telepathically communicating. Manuel is telling her to get rid of me. He flies out of nowhere as a crow and goes on top of the fridge.

"I can hear you guys... you think i'm some random dreamer that showed up or, some dream character created by your mind. I can assure I am not Death Defier. now come on what can you guys do?" He telepathically tells her to do something just so I will be satisfied and will go away. "I can still hear you guys, come on!" the NW looks a bit frantic and grabs my attention. She goes to a kitchen sink and places a tennis ball by the sink. she then says "look at this", and opens hecupboard under the sink. i look up and now the tennis ball is gone. "ta daa!" She says.

I summon a tennis ball, teleport to the sink, and perform the same trick. Which is really telling the person to look under the sink, on hand opens the door and the other hand snatches the ball. At first I seem amused by the trick. But I shake my head and snap out of it. "If I let them play with me like this they'll eventually convince me that I'm a turnip."

"Alright." I say, "So that's your magic trick? Where'd you learn that one... Clownology 101? I don't mean THAT kind of magic. I'll show you magic." They look at each other confused and then look at me.

I pull off my head with my hands, throw it in the air an catch it, and then perform acrobatics tricks with my detached head. Kind of like in the "snake in the eagle's shadow" movie where the old drunkard throws around a bowl.


They are both staring at me like "WTF" by now. I put my head back on. They are just staring. i'm thinking "oh yeah.. I should show them that trick that don juan taught me... if only I could remember what it was... oh yeah! got it". I then morph into a Japanese girl with pigtails, laugh maniacally, jump in the air and start twirling like a top as I slowly descend to the ground. When I land a blue shock wave emanates from me and knocks me, and possibly them, out of the dream. As the dream fades out i hear Manuel go, "OHHH FUUUUU..."



Doomsday

I'm a dream like the movie "knowing". At first I see there are Archangels capturing kids to take them to the new planet after the earth is destroyed.

time speeds up and I'm in a playground at night time. The Cusp has long hair and is driving a Bobcat construction thingy, and he's knocking over the playground, picking up swingsets and ossing them. "If it's he end of the world i'm going to tear shit up first.

After he's done we go to pile in my dad's pickup truck. I'm looking into the sky and i can see stars like from the mario game falling to earth. I can see them hitting the earth and ripping huge holes in the continent. we decide to go out of the world driving the pickup towards the chaos. I say "I'm happing we're spending the last few minutes together as a family like this."

The Cusp:

End Times
Clarity: 4/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

The world is ending, sort of. I see to be the only person who's planning on surviving, but I'm not clear on whether that's going to be on the ruined earth of in space somewhere. Either way, I fill up several 2 litre pop bottles with water and grab as much food as I can carry.

The time comes, and I'm standing next to some sort of tall demon/monster thing. The earth begins to crumble and fall away beneath us in chunks. The monstrosity and I are left standing at the edge of a cliff, and we know the ground beneath us will fall away too. The monstrosity says falling down will give him a good view of the earth being destroyed.

The ground give way beneath us and we fall. As I fall, I see all the waters of the earth being compressed far below me into a glowing white singularity, accompanied by a voice like in a nature documentary describing the process. The waters expand again into a large sphere, and the remaining debris of the falling earth rains down into it creating new land masses.

The monster and I both land on this pristine new world. All pollution is gone now. The planet has been reborn fresh and pristine.

"I'm looking into the sky and i can see stars like from the mario game falling to earth. I can see them hitting the earth and ripping huge holes in the continent"

Very similar to my end of the world dream from the same night. At least the destruction part.

Actually, I was riding around in a truck in my dream at one point. I left that part out because i couldn't figure out how to fit it into the narrative. We stopped in the truck, someone leaped out to chase a demon with a sword, and then we kept going, leaving the sword guy behind.

Mayatara:

Encounter with Mosh?
Then I’m inside this big black truck. Some guy drove me over but right now we’re parked on the side of the road and he is outside doing something (maybe peeing?). We’re on a semi-desert place, no houses, just sand around. As another big truck passes by us on the road, there’s a panel on the truck where a pink or red light starts blinking, like signalling the proximity of something and I realise it’s this other big truck that just passed by. They signal the presence to each other. The guy on the other truck probably just saw the same signal on his truck and he breaks violently and makes a very fast U-turn.
The guy who is with me also sees this and runs to “our” truck. As the other guy parks they both meet outside and make quite a party for finding each other. I am now coming out of the truck and I realise I have feelings for this guy who is with me. I approach him by his right side and kind of encircle him with my arms. Both guys are with shorts and a t-shirt and actually look very similar. Then the guy who arrived looks at me surprised, like asking who am I. And “my” guy says I’m his new girl friend. I don’t recall he mentioning his or my name but then he clearly introduces me to his friend and says: “This is Mosh” and I’m like "what? I know that name!"
But Mosh is not really accepting me. He keeps looking sideways to me. Later we are on some building, looks like an office floor, people are running around working on something and I’m on some common living room on the end of some corridor, where there’s coffee machine and so on. I’m planning to make some coffee but then I see Mosh at the other end of the corridor, again not looking so friendly to me. Then he sends out this kind of energy blast that comes in my direction. It’s kind of transparent wave that is about to hit me, but I block it and it doesn’t hit me or harm me. I tell him to please stop it, because he has no reasons to distrust me. He then steps back a little, maybe because “my” guy then appears and Mosh behaves better in front of his friend, and maybe also because his friend seems to fully trust me and even have feelings for me. Then we start making coffee and I climb some chair to get some toffees that are on some high shelf.

Hello I don't have much time today so I will stick to the basics:
1. I'm in a field with an DC. It's in the 50's. The DC comes home (ex-prisoner of war) and looks for an particular place. I help him and we find a place behind an abounded house. We dig with our bare hands and find a door. Behind there are two or three dead bodies hidden under clothes. It's in fact an secret of someone in the near village, who has murdered before war two or three persons. The DC wants to revenge on this person by uncovering his bloody secret, because he denounced him of being a resistant during war to get rid of him.
2. I'm cleaning my carpet with an hoover, but I don't see that it isn't my real carpet (it's white and not red as it should). The hoover is very powerful and it cleans the carpet perfectly: the carpet quickly looked like new. Suddenly the hoover doesn't work anymore. I'm wondering why ans take a look on the machine itself: lints are coming out of the hoover, in fact it has imploded or something like that