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My First Lucid Dream

I was laying in bed trying to remember dreams cause I couldn't remember any. In the dream I remember being somewhere non vivid and looking at a tv, then I was watching jeopardy at a QT-like gas station on a couch and screaming at the tv because the guy made the stupidest mistake ever in the history of jeopardy. Suddenly I get up and I get sort of a feeling that I'm dreaming. It felt like I knew I was dreaming but I still looked for proof anyway. I think I might have been slightly aware, not entirely sure but possible. The first thing I did was make a mental note of which people are there, the people in my dreams always switch out inexplicably with somebody else and it always goes unnoticed. My contradiction came when I saw a 13 year old friend of mine mopping the floors, I walked up to him and as I was doing so realizing that I was becoming lucid, I got excited but I remembered if I ever became lucid I would need to calm myself down, I did so and the dream continued long enough for my to say "Why are you cleaning" to my friend he said something inaudible but it felt as if my subconscious was mad that I figured out I was dreaming. The dream immediately ended. The time wasn't even long enough to reach a REM period, yet the dream was ridiculously well built and vivid. I can even tell you what was on the shelves in the gas station.

All I remember is that I was wearing underwear and I put on my pants over it. Later on in the dream I removed my pants and my underwear wasn't on and I thought that was weird so I brought myself to look at my hands, but when I did, my view went black. I could feel myself looking at my hands, but I couldn't see anything. After a bit, I woke up. Anyone else ever have this problem?

I am driving a fold-able truck over a bridge, following some people in another car. The back of the truck keeps dissembling itself. So I got off the driver's seat and go to fix it. The truck rolls backwards and blocking the traffic so I put engage the handbrake.

I am doing mutual healing in a strange Healing Glen... The Healing Glen of The Angels!

I am with Raven, MoSh, Asuka, Basara, Tigress, mowglycdb. We are sitting a circle with our eyes closed. Music and healing energy of different colors flows out of us and mixes.

We are each a different colored crystal being. We open our third eyes, and smile at each other.

***

A woman is reading her boyfriend's DJ:

CN? CN? Who is this CN woman he keeps writing about? Oh. Carol Nakagawa. That's me.

***

I am with Solomon Vandy from Blood Diamond.

We are giving skulls of boys to families, the remains of their sons that were kidnapped and brainwashed to be child soldiers. We don't really know which skull belongs to which family. Solomon tells them anyway, "This is your son's skull." Every family cries, and walks away with the skull to bury it.

We begin to run out of skulls. Some of the ones left are fake plastic ones. I notice one is a 3D plastic puzzle, actually a few are like that. A toy! I feel appalled.

Solomon hands out the fake plastic skulls.

The families know the skulls are fake, and they know they have no way of knowing which skull belongs to who, but they take them anyway, just wanting to bury something so they can mourn the death of their sons.

***

We are on same strange planet similar to earth. Vegeta grabs me by the scruff of my neck, and opens a portal.

We are in another part of the same planet. We walk down a stone path through a grassy field with sparse trees in the summer.

A man in a tall white pointed hat bows to me. He has red glowing eyes. [I]I am everything you love, everything you hate, everything you fear.[/I]

We follow the man to a strange tall building, like a temple of glass.

[I]Your initial training is complete. You will now be inducted into the Dragon Warrior Corps. As a Dragon Warrior of Urth, you will defend the Dream Earth from tyranny. We value individual liberty in the highest esteem.[/I] Vegeta talks to me telepathically as we walk down a hall with high ceilings.

We stand in a circle around a pool of water on a stand. An alien that looks like an old brown lizard scoops out water with a coconut shell. We pass it around, each taking a sip. He takes the last sip.

[I]This water has seen the light of the many suns, bathed in the moonlight of dawn, has moved through our bodies, the bodies of plants, bodies of water, since the beginingless past. We are infinite, and eternal, as all matter, and all non-matter.[/I]

We go to a balcony with no rail. It overlooks a great futuristic city.

We make a silent telepathic vow that cannot fully be expressed in words....

[I]We are Guardians born,
and Guardians eternal,
forever we war against tyranny and oppression,
forever we live, forever we love life,
forever we fight for total freedom.[/I]

We salute the leader, and we receive the insignia of the Dragon Warrior Corps: Two golden dragons in a swirl.

We bow, and Vegeta and I fly back to Urth.

I am in many simultaneous dreams. In each one I am a swarm of thousands of Nomads, and Vegeta is chasing me through dreams, toying with me like a cat.

[B]One of Many[/B]

I am running through a spiraling wormhole from Vegeta.

You fucking, [I]god...[/I] You are no more a god than any other Urthan Dreamer.

I know, that's my point, you asshole, that's a joke!

He uses a simple technique called an Insult Attack, to anger me enough to draw my focus away from a physical attack. He flicks his hand open, and thousands of cactus spikes shoot at me. I swirl my swarm, but many spikes still hit my tiny dream bodies in the center of their backs. The uninjured ones pull out the spikes of the ones injured. The spikes divide themselves, unfolding into spiny spiders getting tinier and tinier until there are swarms of spiders crawling over the faces of me's. I summon murders of tiny ravens to eat the spiders off of me. I am covered with spider bites, slowly swelling.

No! This poison is not real.

[I]I call that attack Cactus Spider Face, and yes, that poison is [B]real.[/B] This is not a dream.[/I]

I panic and grab my face. My eyelids are swelling... I can barely see. Everything goes black.

NO! This [I]is[/I] a dream! I feel like I am somehow deep in the depths of my dream body. I expand myself outward. I am lying on a rectangular rock that has been hollowed out with dry branches lain across. I am tied up. Vegeta is swing an great golden sword at my neck. I roll off the altar. He slices it in half.

"NO, My son! Tis the will of god!" He clambers over the altar, swinging madly.

[I]Holy shit! Vegeta has gone batshit insane! I am fucked![/I]

He runs in front of me, and grabs me by the throat, lifting me into the air. I clutch at his wrist.

[I]No, you fool. I am perfectly sane. I am feigning madness. It's another Psychological Attack. You are afraid of madness, this I sense, so now I exploit your weakness! Some [B][SIZE="5"]GOD YOU ARE! HAHAHHAHAA![/SIZE][/B][/I]

His Godly Shout feels like a thousand suns exploding through my soul. I use Devil Roar, and pull his energy into me, charging my chakras. I feel them spin and brighten. I pull earth energy into my feet, and shoot cosmic energy out my head. I pull my energy into my dream body. I am a golden man.

I am met with a flurry of fists, I block and punch back as he blocks. Our fists get faster and faster, then I kick him in the balls. He flies back, but it's not him!

He is about to uppercut me, but I morph into a giant gorrilla, and palm his fist, then punch him squarely in the nose. He flies back, but it's an illusion. He teleports behind me, and is about to punch me in the back of my head, But I morph into a beetle, and cling on to his stomach.

Gah! You little bastard. He rips me off but, my legs are still clinging to his clothes. I morph into a giant monster with many teeth, tentacles, and a storm swirling above my head.

"Impressive," Vegeta grins.

"Well I had a good teacher, I make the monster puppet say, and I punch him in the brain, ripping out his spinal cord, and gnawing on it like a rat gnawing through a rope.

"Gah!" You bastard! You know I take pleasure in my pupil's accomplishment, and you used that against me. Now, I will never revel in your accomplishment!"

He turns, and punches me in the face, and I go flying back. I feel like my whole face is crushed as if an elephant stepped on it.

[I]Now, you will see my true power![/I]

He becomes a star, and sucks me into him. I am enveloped in painful overwhelming light. I feel as if a laser or pure sun energy is burning through my every cell. I want to scream, but I am already dead.

He goes back to Vegeta.

[I]That attack is called, Death Sun child. A nuclear bomb.[/I]

I mourn for my own dead soul, and all those killed my atomic bombs.

[I]You are not dead, you idiot![/I]

He slaps my face. I quit crying. Vegeta? Holy shit! This is a dream.

[I]And now, I slap you, just like your father![/I]

BAM!

He slaps my face again, and instead of my bones breaking, a red hand print forms on my face.

[I]Dad?[/I]

My father's face appears in front of Vegeta's. I get confused.

[I]You good for nothing piece of shit! You insolent child! You will pay for your crimes against humanity.[/I]

I now see a parasite on my third eye projecting my father's face on to Vegeta's.

[I]I infected you with a parasite, you idiot. It's called, Child's Pain.[/I]

I rip the parasite out of my head, and fling it at Vegeta. He is actually frightened. He stumbles, and clambers away. NO, that's an illusion!

[I]I have already dealt with the demons of the past, boy. I am a thousand years old. It is what every Supreme Dream Warrior must do.[/I]

He morphs into a giant snake, and bites me, swallowing me whole, slowly.

I form a sun of energy in my core, and explode it outward. Vegeta's dream body explodes.

We are on two discs floating in space.

He is a light entity, and I am a dark entity. We bow.

(con't)

Method: MILD
Recall: Above Average
Lucid Ability: 6
Vividness: average
Dream Length:average



I find myself randomly lucid in a place that looks sort of like a movie theater. There are rows of red comfortable chairs, but the backs of them are really high. It's also well lit and the walls have a brown paneled wood surface to them. Theres this huge TV on the side wall playing a movie, and when I look towards the front area, it also appeared there there. I was trying to think of a way to change the plot of the movie but I could only effect certain things about it. While I was doing this, the TV was duplicating itself and reverting back to a single one.

The movie was an old martial arts flick, and some lady in it had died. Some beautiful ninja had died, and was giving her dying speech to this long grey haired monk in all white. H walked up like she was going to sit next to me, but quickly turned around. I got up and tried to convince her to stay, but she sort of disappeared. I really don't have anything on my mind that I've been wanting to accomplish so I start thinking about plan B. As I walk down the aisle I notice this old school porn star is sitting there, and we started going at it.

Then some random DC comes up, and starts talking trash or something. I get up, and we fight. I leave him, and he tries to come back, and we fight some more, and I walk away again, and by the time I get back to the girl, the dream fades out.

September 13, 2010

Asleep by 1am.

Decided to try an experiment, today. Awake at 5am. Tried a new idea during my WBTB... playing the mathematics gamex100 on brain age to help wake up my prefrontal cortex Was actually a really good idea! I settled in for my WILD and had better focus than I have in weeks. SP was pretty uncomfortable this morning, coupled with the knowledge that I knew my BF would be interrupting my attempt today (long story)... I ended up passing out at some point, I think around the 6am point. I was woke up by my end of WBTB alarm. I'm actually thinking I should kill that alarm, but it's usually so I can move back from the couch to the bed. But it's a potential lucid I keep interrupting.

Almost-completed Beatles goal - Lucid - 1/5
This was all 60's-era setting. About 1965, actually.
I was on a stage with a bunch of instruments set up. This stage was a bit unusual, as it wasn't raised, or surrounded by raised seats. In fact, it was all one level, and there was a space of maybe 10 feet between us and the first row of audience. I noticed a stagehand had two stop signs (like the cross-walk hand-held ones), which he laid on the ground in a ^ shape. I "knew" it was Paul's spot to stand on the stage.

At that moment, Paul came out from back stage, with his bass on him already. "Hey Paul!" I beckoned him over. I wanted to test whether he knew about going past the stop signs, or not. "Come stand over here, this is where you're supposed to be!"

Paul comes over and he's got one foot over the stop signs. "Noooo!" I said. "Don't go past them, it's dangerous! Look at how close the audience is!" I said, and positioned him back by his shoulders.

"Oh, yeah, I suppose you're right!" he said.

John came out, so Paul says quietly, "Let's see if John fucks up with it!" Then louder, "Hey John, come over here!"

John does, indeed, mess it up, resulting in me laughing at him and saying, "Noooo!" again, but in a silly voice. John's a bit more whatever! about the whole thing and sticks his tongue out at me.

George comes out and the same thing repeats. As I'm pushing George back, I think to myself, "Wow, even if this is just a dream, I'm acting pretty retarded, I should stop!"

I need to go across to the other side of the stage (we're on stage left, my keyboard is on stage right). Paul is supposed to play on stage right. As we pass each other, we stop and kiss briefly before carrying on.

When I get to my keyboard, though, there's a major catastrophe! There's a pool of water underneath my keyboard, and the stagehands are doing nothing to clean it! I find a mop (didn't have to look far ) and start trying to get the water up.

Paul sees me, and comes over. "Why are you mopping it yourself?!" he demands.

"Because no one else is, and I'm not going to electrocute myself by playing in a puddle of water!"

We get some help, but the water is turning into sludge. Sighing, I decided maybe I should just move the keyboard to a new place on the stage. I pick it up, turn around and...

I'm in a different room, facing Jack and listening to the Beatles on my mp3 player "Noooo! What the fuck!" I silently ask myself.

"What are you playing?" Jack asks.

"Just some Beatles," I say quietly. "Only, I was just going to turn the sound off, and mash the keys, pretending like I could play, because I can't actually play any songs yet," I say and do some fancy key-mashing that could totally pass for legit. I wake up.

Fragments
Talking to my dad and he has a full head of mop-top inspired hair, only he's his age in present time.

This is without a doubt the most vivid and lucid experience I've had as of yet

The first dream began in my college university, as I was walking down a path I take every day to get to class. I was dressed in all black formal clothing, perhaps a suit. I had chrome metal cart on wheels with two levels, and I was pushing it in front of me as I was walking. The first level was covered by a white sheet that was hanging on the first level, covering it completely. as I was making my way to a far building, an unfamiliar girl passed me on a bicycle and said, "You'd better hurry up! You're going to be late!" smiling at me as she rode ahead. I became nervous at this point. I glanced down at my wrist and slightly moved my sleeve to look at my watch. It appeared as 11:11:11. "Shit," I said, believing that I was running out of time. This is when I became lucid. At this moment I completely stopped what I was doing. I looked back at my watch and it appeared to be dead, showing no digits at all. I followed up this RC with another RC, performing the nose pinch reality check. I could breathe like it was nothing "Well I'll be damned!" I said excitedly. Yelling this removed all doubt in my mind about it being a dream, because there seemed to be hundreds of college students busily walking around me and none of them gave any acknowledgement to my exclaimation. At this point I got on my knees and started feeling the battered concrete of the sidewalk I was on. Then I crawled a little ways onto the grass and began feeling it along with a nearby tree. Doing this tremendously increased vividness. After a few minutes of stabilization, I began to exercise some passive control. I reached under the covered level of the cart and found a MGL-type grenade launcher with multiple barrels. "Hahahahaha wow...I cannot believe this," I said joyfully. I aimed it at a long side of a classroom building I was facing and pulled the trigger. Sure enough a big round came out with a loud THUMP and it exploded and put a rough square-ish hole in the wall, probably around 25 feet in length and width. As I entered the building through the hole I just made, I again saw the girl on the bicycle riding down the hall of the building. She smile again as she passed me. I ran a little ways into the hall and said, "STOP!" She didn't stop but she sharply turned around and headed back towards me. She had a very pretty face. She had long brown hair that fell evenly over her shoulders. She was dressed in navy blue long skirt. Since I've always wanted to consciously talk to a dream character, I said, "Who are you?" and she said "You're joking right?" "No." I said. "This is my dream. I imagined you." She gave me that same smile she had given me before and said "It took you long enough to figure that out." Suddenly her bike floated upward about an inch off the ground and gracefully turned around 180 degrees and returned to the ground. She was still looking at me, with an expression on her face that said "come get me." She began to ride away down the hall. I started to feel extremely heavy at this point. I felt like I needed to follow this dream character as she may reveal something to me, but I couldn't move. It felt like sleep paralysis standing up. I then remembered something I had read about passive control and overcoming obstacles in a dream. I remembered that anything could be done with logic. So I looked down at my feet and expected them to be stuck to the floor with glue. I couldn't see any glue, just my black pants and white converse shoes (not the shoes I was wearing originally). But sure enough, they were stuck to the ground. The paralysis subsided and I was able to bend down and slip off my shoes. But when I looked back up, the girl was gone. Then everything faded black and I woke up.

[B][SIZE="3"][COLOR="olive"]Training with Vegeta[/COLOR][/SIZE][/B]

I am with Vegeta eating dinner in his house... I realize it's an illusion he created. Vegeta chuckles softly as the illusion fades.

[I]You finally realized, you fool. Since you declared war on the Templars of Urth like an idiot, I now must train you in many techniques to protect your dream body with offensive power, the yang power. But, you don't [/I]

[SIZE="5"][B]PRACTICE ENOUGH!"[/B][/SIZE]

His shout makes my soul quake, and his head becomes the size of a bus.

[I]This technique is called Godly Shout.[/I]

I shout at him: HOW DO I PRACTICE MORE?

His hair blows back, and he smirks.

[SIZE="4"]IN WAKING LIFE, IDIOT![/SIZE]

Oh yeah....

He then makes a sound like a thousand dying souls writhing in pain, as snakes fly out of his mouth and pull me into it. I panic, and try to crawl away. Then, I regain my composure and teleport.

[I]It seems you have a weakness for Devil's Roar. I will do it you again.[/I]

He Roars at me, and I use Godly Shout. I [SIZE="5"]REFUSE TO BE DEFEATED! I AM THE GOD OF THE DREAM PLANE![/SIZE]

I summon cosmic energy from the sun into my crown chakra, and blast it out through my shout, a beam of white hot light. I overload his dream body with energy, and he goes supernova. He is now a glowing golden entity.

[I]Good job. If I were a regular enemy, my dream body would've exploded. Unfortunately for you, I am [B]Vegeta, BITCH![/B] [/I]

He laughs at me, and sends a flurry of fists at me. I cough up a clock, and smash it in my fist, and time slows down. I dodge his attacks, and uppercut him. He flies back, and I smirk, contented with myself. I realize it's an illusion, as my time dilation stops when Vegeta uppercuts me. I feel my jaw break, and my head snaps back, my skull actually hitting my upper back. Pain shoots up into my eyeballs. I tell myself it's a dream, and the pain fades, but my jaw is in dozens of pieces. I send healing energy from my root chakra into my jaw, as I teleport away from a golden Vegeta flying at me with a cocked fist.

He somehow teleports behind me before I get there, and punches me in the back of my head. I hear my skull crack, and actually feel an indentation in my head. My teeth shatter and I spit them out. Teeth falling out? This is a fucking dream.

I teleport forward, and he meets me with a sword, cutting my head off. I multiply into thousands of tiny me's, and open many portals. I explode myself into all of them. Vegeta multiplies himself, one for each portal and flies into them.


(Con't)

I am gardening in the Biodome with Raven, Angel, and some others. We are pulling weeds out of the garden, and turning them into mulch. A portal opens behind me with a whoosh. I turn around. The portal is black and purple. I see a young blond man with brown hair falling through it along with a strange blob DG.

He tumbles out, and stands up in front of me. He stands up, and dusts himself off. I feel the DG is a little embarrassed. I stare at the DG. He is a floating dark green wet orb, the size of a giant beach ball. He skin is like that of a frog's. He is covered with many eyes. He also has many small mouths with tiny sharp pointed teeth. He grins at me, and bounces his eyebrows. There are little bumps flowing over his skin like a pulse. A few of them slither out of him like snakes. I then realize they are astral tentacles. This crazy fucker is covered in them! Holy shit.

We are somewhere else in outer space... on an asteroid? Why?

I feel this dream guide laughing as one of his astral tentacles touches my third eye.

Everything explosive some Chunnel funneling fennel
fenugreek greeks leak leaks
what the fizzzukk k k k... k...

Everything is wavy and weird as my body divides and destroys itself going into infinity...

the silence slimily screams as it envelops my soul in a fine green hellish mist

i am warm at home

in Hell

I am falling... faster... toward the The Earth? no!

Hurtling toward the moon, I am going to die...

This atmosphere is going to burn me up!

Atmosphere?

Life?

On the Moon?

I am jolted into my standing body.

I fall backward to the ground. I see the portal behind the dream guide and the young man close. The DG says his name is DJ Blob, and he knew me in a past life. I used to be his dog. We hunted ducks in the woods. Ok...

The blond man is thinking about something. He blurts something out in a language of the Norse. I see strange curly runes like living tattoos grow out of his mouth when he speaks, and crawl on his face. My babelfish translates. "Hello! Hey, you! Waking Nomad? Am I right? Are we here? Shit. Dream ending? Anyway, my name is Jorgen, (something like that), and I want to tell you, that we are in a shared lucid dream together. And I made it. Here. Now!"

"Oh, shit, cool man! You're another dreamer! What's your name again?"

Then he starts speaking English. "Oh! I was speaking my native language. I made it to the Moon, Waking Nomad!" At this point he changed into a large boar with light brown fur, and eight eyes. He looked like Kamapua'a. "Ah, I would love to rummage around, but, shit, my dream is about to end so, I must bid you adieu!" He bows and becomes blurry as he winks out of sight.

His DG winks at me, opens a portal, and disappears.

I am walking with Angel in the Biodome through a dark part of a rainforest, holding hands.[I] We don't hold hands a often, maybe because we are in our 30's. But we've been physically separate for awhile, so we were probably doing this because we miss each other. [/I]

We are talking about how the plants and animals in the Biodome are evolving. The forest changes from tropical to a more temperate climate. We come upon Raven in a clearing. She sighs quietly to herself. She seems to know we are there, but she doesn't acknowledge our presence. Angel tells me to go talk to her.

Raven is petting a little white rabbit. It seems to smile as it nuzzles her. She is staring at a butterfly on a flower.[IMG]http://www.rheaultsci.org/images/Ecology_Images/karner_blue_butterfly.jpg[/IMG]

Look at it, Nate. So simple and so beautiful. It has such a simple dream life. Do you think it was a butterfly in a past physical life? Is it dreaming?

She turns to me.

Nate, I want to stay here forever.

But, we are here forever.

No, I just want to leave the physical world, and stay in the dream plane forever.

Well, you aren't going to die physically any time soon, I hope.

No, I just wish I could ... leave!

I know how you feel.

I'm cold, Nate.

I put a blanket on Raven.

Come with me. I stand her up, and give her some hot chocolate. I open a door portal to the cottage of Silverwolf. Angel follows us through. Silverwolf opens the door, smiling broadly. Hi, you two? Oh, who's that? Hi!

This is Angel, Silverwolf.

Hi! Oh, Raven, what's wrong dear? Come sit by the fire. Pixy, make Raven some nice soup. I walk Raven to a big chair by the fire. She stares into it. A shaggy grey dog walks to Raven, and nuzzles her hand.

Pixy and Angel stare at each other strangely. They look almost like the same person, but the hair and eye color is different. Pixy stands on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek. Angel slaps her, then Pixy gets absorbed into Angel. Pixy-Angel looks at me with a startled look.

You just slapped a version of yourself, I laugh.

oh!

Pixy de-merges from Angel and laughs. Angel looks disoriented. Spike appears and whispers something to Raven, and kisses her on the forehead. He stands up, nods to me with his bright blue eyes, and winks out of sight. Basara slowly appears in the overstuffed chair near Raven. He plays his epic guitar softly. The energy of the dream alters, becoming more harmonious.

Notes: I forced myself to have good bedtime habits and it paid off with a good night's sleep. Snacked on only carbohydrates in the evening and watched some boring nature documentaries. I waited until I was very tired before laying down to sleep.

0155: Sleep.

0600: B. I am at home with my sister. I have my cell phone receiving work emails. My phone is acting weird. It shows the emails but everything is plain black and white. There's no color in the UI. I try to close all the running processes. For a moment, my phone is playing video of a football game. I get a "You've been invited" alert. I try to find the email message but the phone is still not working right. My sister wants to reset my phone. She tries to grab it away from me. I tell her I will take out the battery. Also, I'm sitting on the couch with the cat Oreo on the armrest to my right. At one point, she lays on my lap. She is facing me. My sister asks if she came there herself. I say yes. I feel annoyed with my sister. I also feel anticipation like I am expecting someone to call or email from work on my phone.

0727: A series of lucid dreams that I'm counting as one (cuz I'm so humble). I am laying on a couch, about to go to sleep. I t was like my childhood home. I was having trouble sleeping. A woman in the room starts talking to me. I don't remember about what. She sits on the couch next to me. She is middle-aged, but not bad looking. She turns seductive and straddles me and grabs my crotch. That doesn't happen in real life so... I'm dreaming. I'm not very lucid though. I just go along with what's happening. I think to do an RC but my arms are around her so I'm a bit busy. The excitement makes the dream fade.

I lay still and re-enter the dream. I am in an amusement park. It's dusk and there are few people. I nose-plug-check, good! I finger-check too which fails, but whatever. Rubbing my hands anchors me and now I'm ready to have some fun. I start flying and practice my skills of turning and looking around. I'm pretty good, except I have trouble climbing. I think about some goals. Hmm. Throw a fireball? Easy! I swing my arm like throwing a baseball sidearm and a fiery red-orange ball flies to the ground and explode a lamp post. I hover over a parking lot full of freight trucks and I blow them up with my fireballs. Then some hover tanks attack back and I blow one up. I fly away and land. Now I'm being chased by dogs. They are black and mean, like pitbulls. I try to make the dogs disappear my waving my hand over them, but no luck. I run into a building. I try to fly and smash through the ceiling, but no luck. The building I'm in is in on a college campus. I think to summon a DC. I walk outside and around a corner, expecting to see Lance. There he is! We go into another building; I open the door expecting to find a party, and there it is! I was expecting someone in particular but don't see them. There is a girl behind the bar or DJ booth with bright red hair. I ask someone where R is. I walk to the bathroom, hoping to find her there. I walk down a few steps and see one person waiting for the bathroom. Two girls are coming out of the bathroom with their arms linked. I grab one and head her back in to the bathroom while the other leaves. It wasn't the girl I was looking for but I'm not unhappy. I back the girl against the wall. She has on a skirt and bikini top. Her body is all oiled up. I remember staring at her belly button. She has short hair. I tell her how pretty she is. I'm about to go farther with her but the dream fades.

False awakening. I'm back on the couch at my childhood home. It's like we have cousins in town. A man (my uncle?) is sleeping in the other couch near me. My sister is also in the room. I get up and they get upset and argue with me. I try spinning to a new scene, but no luck. I leave out the front door. It's night and the starry sky is beautiful. I start flying. The dream fades.

I had a dream earlier.....i should have written it down.....
and a frag....but yeah


Method: MILD
Recall: Above Average
Lucid Ability: 9
Vividness: average
Dream Length:Long

I remember watching the Jimmy Kimmel show at a bar, and the Williams sisters were on there. Jimmy made them some goofy hats that looked like football helmets and they wore them. All of a sudden Jimmy is at the bar with me, and we're conversating, and Steven Seagal doing a weird Jimmy Kimmel impression. *Some guys walk in and challenge me some dancing contest, and country music starts playing, and i tell them "nevermind...no wonder why you guys thought you could beat me".

I don't know what happens at this point, but I'm outside, and I'm fully lucid.

I walk over to some girl and start dancing with her. *She has long brown hair, blue jeans and a short sleeve shirt. She tells me she wants to chill out in my car, so we head over and go inside. *I asked her for her name, and whatever it was, she said I was saying it wrong. *Then she spelled it out, and it was something totally different from how her name sounded. *I told her it didn't matter anyway because we're dreaming.

The car started moving by itself, and she sort of panicked as if she was trying to get me in on what was going on. *I shifted the car to drive, and it continued reversing. *I told her "You know why it's doing that? Because I'm dreaming". *I started explaining how the erratic actions of the car represented how I thought things went when I talked to girls. *I told her that sometimes, it's automatic, but sometimes I'm just out of control.

I stepped on the breaks and the car started driving straight. *There was really no road, just a bunch of random bushes and my coupe was handling like a tank. *Once we cleared them, we found ourselves on a road, and a cop car was in the way and I slammed into it. *The female DC was no longer there as I got out of the car and started talking to the cop. *He tries to tell me that I'm in trouble because of what he did. *I started telling him that none of this matters because he's just in my head, and I'm dreaming.

the cop opens up the back door and sends his K9 dog at me. *I figure I might as well have fun with this plot, and I started running...almost gliding through this warehouse as two dogs chased me. *I nearly made it out all the way, and I thought...that would be too easy. *I stopped, and turned around and the cop was right behind me. *Asked him "why hasn't your dog caught up to me yet?". *He said it was because he sent one of his younger dogs at me.

The dog finally came, and I stooped down and let it bite me on my arm. *It locked on, and I felt nothing. *I swung my arm back and fourth once, and the dog flew off of it for about 20 feet, smashing against the wall, and sliding down it like a cartoon. *I asked the DC if he could explain what just happened then. *Then I told him to send all the dogs he has at me. *He sent two Germans Shepard, and two kids even tried to grab me. *I grabbed them all, sandwiching them, and suplexed them at the same time. *I tried to go easy on them, but they all died.

So, before I start rambling about whatever dreams I may have had last night I'd like to say that... It's very strange. I dreamt of getting a kitten the other night, and yesterday I got two kittens Yay! Dreams=real.
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Enough of that.

So, dream. Yes. Ahem. Er. Anyway....

It all started out with me in the woods somewhere. There was a house I was supposed to find and I was just kind of wandering around this very sparse neighborhood surrounded by trees. It resembled Felton, that's in California... in Santa Cruz county. Possibly Ben Lomand. Like that. Anyhow, here I am wandering around looking for a house that to my knowledge may or may not exist, and I go finding it. Fancy that. So I find it, stand around outside it for a while, go inside and it's empty. I'm not quite sure if I'm supposed to live there or wait for someone, so I simply wait. And since when you expect that something is going to happen in a dream, it generally happens. D stopped by and we went somewhere.

Next thing I know I'm in a very odd store with D. I say it is odd because they're mostly selling gigantic pans and ice cream cakes. I marvel at their perfect mint chocolate ice cream cake and compare it to the one I made a few weeks ago, wondering how they got the ice cream so perfectly level.

D is admiring a very large pan for fitting a whole chicken in. I note that you could probably fit 50 tofurkey logs inside of it. A boy of about 18 or 19 comes up and they start talking very animatedly about the pan and its many uses. I'm rather bored. I like cooking things in pans, but I don't generally like standing around speculating on pans themselves.

I walk outside and there is a woman in a sleek black car waiting for me. She tells me to get in, so I do.

I vaguely remember someone, possibly while in the car, asking me which route it is that they should take on their journey around the country. I take the map and begin mapping out the route that D and I took last summer. I start it around San Francisco, moving down to Arizona and New Mexico, up to Colorado and all through the states until it swerves around up and down 'til New York. I make a note to stress stopping in Toledo, Ohio. The map seemed to be made of clay and I was simply molding the way there.

So, I'm in the car with the woman. She says she's going to drive me back in Santa Cruz because there are people who would like very much to see me. I look down and realize I'm wearing some cut off shorts that would be perfect for jumping in the ocean.

Driving there doesn't take long at all, and I can see the huge wide ocean approaching swiftly. We're driving on the beach and I press my hands against the glass window, longingly wishing I could jump out and into the water. The woman snaps at me and tells me I can do that on my own time and not when I'm going to get covered in sand and get it all over her nice fancy car. I scoff at this and sit angrily, wanting to jump in the ocean. I never got to. I was bitter.