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Was on a crowded train. Sat on a small section of open seat. A stranger nearby indicated that I should get up. This was taken kindly. He indicated that I was crowding the person sitting there (who was important somehow--with an infant? a soldier?). I obliged. Later the train became less crowded and I sat down.

In a hostel-type place with a maze of narrow hallways: one led to the beach but I kept going to another then a third exit. Stormy weather and I was outside. N. came to see me which made me very happy. Had a nice chat. She had left my stuff scattered on the street and I went to pick it up. She appreciated it. Saw some food stands (reminded me of a wide Siberian street, few cars) but most of the sweet potatoes were gone. I figured the rats had gotten to the food. Some of my stuff, including my bicycle, was there. Saw some other red and black seats and briefly wondered whether somebody didn't steal mine.

DREAM #1: I'm sitting in the passenger seat in my stepdad's blue Ford pickup and my mom is in the driver's seat. We are speeding near an iceberg with a few penguins sitting on top and there's a moat of freezing blue water around it. "Hang 11! Hang 11!" yells my mother, whatever that means. I realize the gas and break are under my feet but the steering wheel is on my side. Before I can hit the brake, my mom swerves the car and we keep racing down the icy road, wherever we are. Later in that dream, I remember sitting in a small wooden boat on a lake at sunset. An eccentric man with a full head of bushy hair gracefully rows by me with a cooking spoon.

DREAM #2: A women in her late 40's with long blond hair and ugly teeth is repelling down a building and she's wearing a white dress that's sliding down. Confused? Me too. Later in the dream, I'm walking my dog. It definitely looks like fall. In a pile of sand, I write, why did you reveal my body to everyone? or something like that.

DREAM #3: A man with blue eyes and thinning hair is in a bubble bath, singing a disgusting song and is being crazy. I then realize I'm dreaming, and get out of bed. I'm still wearing the same shorts and tanktop from when I was asleep, and everything looks very real. I walk downstairs where my Mom is making coffee, and I do a reality check, the pinch nose one. I can't breathe though, so I think I'm awake, and then I actually wake up. Is this my first false awakening?

I watched The Last Exorcism last night. It was boring, and the shaky cam made me nauseous.

I'm sitting in the hotel lobby, because it's really hard to sleep after a dream like this. Everyone else in my party is still in dreamland, of course.

I just have more fun there.

09/06/10

In which I'm confronted by a creepy little demon girl.



The case contains four Books from the Akashic Records. I pull off the lid reverently, and the three of us peer into the box.

I pull out a dusty, leatherbound edition, and turn it over in my hands. The cover is blank, but the unwritten words pop out at me in red script.

To read this text is to risk eternal damnation.

I open the Book without another thought. It falls open to a spot near the center, revealing an illustration of a beast with horns, wreathed in flame. So this is the comprehensive guide to demonology. I skim the Latin text, translating automatically. The demon has a name something like "K'nushekkal". I turn the name over in my mind, not willing to risk saying it out loud.

Actually, I think about it. Just to see what would happen.

I'm more interested in the other two books.

fade

I hear movement, and wake up in a dark room. I feel like it's my bedroom, but the place bears no resemblance to anywhere I've ever lived.

The blankets are bunched up at my feet, and I sit up, bringing my knees up to my chest. I'm looking at my hands, trying to count my fingers, but I can barely see. It's just light enough for everything to take on a dark blue hue. I peer at my fingers, touching each one with the other hand.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." I mutter. The number's not right, but I think I might be seeing things.

No. I can see the pinky digits twisting into each other. I'm dreaming.

I feel a puff of breath on my ear, almost a laugh. "You're a natural," says an otherworldly voice. I can hear the smile in it.

I turn my head slowly to the left, not moving another muscle. A little girl in a white nightdress, maybe twelve years old, is leaning against the side of my bed, grinning up at me. Her irises are such a dark brown that it looks like her eyes are all black. The whites of her eyes seem to glow.

And her nails are digging into the skin of my forearm, holding me in a vice-grip.

Before I can react, she's pulling me through a tear in the dream, straight through the back of a bookshelf. Dark grey mist howls around us, and I can feel her pulling me down. Screams linger at the limits of my hearing, and a tendril of fear slithers through me.

What the hell, I think, giving myself over to the sensation. I want to see where this goes. I close my eyes.

When I open them, I'm standing in the bedroom, across the room from the demon. Her hands are clenched into fists and she's scowling.

"Hm," I say, tilting my head to the side, "You're one of the demons from The Book. I recognize you." Not by sight, of course, but the pages left an imprint.

I cast a glance around the room behind her. Like I thought, the demon is standing next to The Books. That's irritating. I really want to read the other three.

The demon tenses, and I grin as I rush her, landing a hit that sends her sprawling to the side. I keep up my momentum, going to grab the box.

She hits me from the back. I spin around to face her, but she's running at me again. We land on the ground, each trying to pin the other down. I can feel her demonic form at this point, even if I can't see it.

I have her pinned by the arms when I realize that I won't be able to contain her. Calmly, I come to a conclusion. Without a physical weapon, I start to sever her limbs from her body. I pick up an arm and throw it away from the rest of her, cut off her head and kick it away from the rest of the body. I'll scatter the pieces around the house. In the time it takes the demon to pull herself together, I'll have read at least some of the other books.

I'm sawing apart a Barbie doll. Then I wake up.

Scare Factor: 5/10
Rating: 6/10

I'm not crazy.

Okay here's a list of all the things I have done in lucid dreams, and what I would like to do in the future!

DONE

Standard stuff:

1. Fly - Pretty good at it, arms to the side
2. Made skateboard/snowboard move
3. Tied shoelaces with my mind
4. Jumped real far
5. Telekinesis - Getting better! Controlled a large ship last time
6. Skated on water at high speed
7. Summoned food, drink, knife and a door - Fish and cola. The door led to a prison
8. Mindcontrolled a guy
9. Teleported (vaguely two times)
10. Increased light outside

The nature's four elements: Fire, wind, earth and water, is something I really want to learn how to do. But so far I haven't been able to do much with them.

FIRE: Made an old lady caught on fire vaguely, made a small lighter-flame and made a red glowing mark.
WIND: Never tried it, does fly and telekinesis count?
EARTH: Never tried it.
WATER: Made some wet sand produce steam. Does waterskiing count?

TO DO

1. Make dreamfruit. Just let my fantasy go wild and create the most delicious fruit ever! [ ]
2. Make a building out of earth [ ]
3. Shoot fireballs and play with fire [ ]
4. Have sex [ ]
5. Teleport to places without losing lucidity [ ]
6. Accomplish a WILD [ ]
7. Have four or more LD's in one night. [ ]
8. Have ten or more dreams in one night. [ ]

That's about it for now. I am open to suggestions and would love some tips and help from someone with some experience.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

06.09.2010

Looking for Gladiators... at the wrong age!! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


Not a bad night. A long fragment, a medium long dream and a long lucid dream.

Third:

While falling asleep I told to myself that it has been four days with no lucid, so I had to lucid dream. I started to visualize until I fell asleep.

I was working in a big store. It was like in a Target, at the groceries section. I was working around and when ahead to a aisle where help was needed. I suggested to stock the chocolate brownies together, so people could buy more. They did and they liked how it looked. I exited the store and it was day. I called my wife and then, I went back in.

I worked for a while until I went back to the aisle were I helped before. The manager from an old job I had (Olive Oil store) was around. She said to the co-workers that I had an awesome idea stocking the brownies all together. She told that it looked great and the customers would be happy. I knew she was trying to make me happy, as I recalled I quit the Olive Oil store due terrible management (plus the opportunity I got in my business) She announced she was going to smoke. A few seconds later, I followed her. I wanted to talk with her.

I exited Target, but instead of leaving, I was in another room. This was an empty room with white walls and a pale light. I exited this room as well and I reached outside. It was night now. I did not see the manager so I decided to walk out a little bit and enjoy a 5 minutes break. I looked at my hands for no reason like I would do in waking. However, I told to my self I was not dreaming. I did not notice anything odd in my hands. A few seconds later, I told to myself that I was self-employed and I did not work for Target, so I had to be dreaming. I looked at my hands and the looked blurry. The dream quality was very low. I was experiencing double conscious, feeling my dream body and my physical body. I started to fly to stablize the dream. I could see a little light coming from the top of my eyes. I tried to look for that light, however, I remember that I could see the same light I see while I am in bed and my blackness glasses are not right in front of my eyes. I recalled that I when I wrote my last night, the sun was rising, so now it had to be around 7. I pushed that "darkness" down to the height of me eyes. I only saw darkness again. A few seconds later, I was able to see properly.

I stopped to fly and landed in the street. I recalled I wanted to find Gladiators, so I started looking around. I saw an old house and entered it hoping I would find something. Inside, I saw a not so tidy living room. There were three female characters, about 14 years old each of them. They were watching TV, but they ignored me. The TV was old, but it was working. I walked around the house hopping I would find something. I went into the kitchen and a room, but found nothing.

I found a very old school remote control. This remote was old school looking, but it had a small analog screen were I could see the numbers I was pressing. The screen was green. I tried to press a year where I wanted to travel, but this remote did not have a button that said "BC" so I could not travel to the proper year, so I threw it away.

I saw a pool and jumped into it. The pool was super deep, but I was not worried, I knew I could breath. I checked my hands to remind me I was dreaming. I had a 6th small finger. I started to dive into the pool and it was gigantic. The scenery of the pool was like a Mario Bros underwater stage







I started to swim and I saw a huge whirl pool in the middle. I thought that it could be a good way to travel. I went into it and when I was getting close, a voice adviced me I could die. I ignored the warning because I knew I was dreaming. I spinned because the dream was turning blurry. I got sucked by the whirl pool and I saw how I was entering the crust of the earth. Suddenly, I was at the opposite site of the world, still inside the whirl pool. I got out of they and went to the surface. I arrived in a beach and I saw a very old castle up in the hill.







I flew to the castle and enter it. It was huge. I saw inside the castle a car repair shop. I wondered how come there was a car repair shop instead of the gladiators I was expecting to see. At the end of the car repair shop, within the castle, I saw a balcony. I hopped they would be there. I saw huge machinery, but not gladiators. I saw a small round entrance that went underground. I flew towards it and enter it.

It was a long tunnel. It was a little bigger than me. The imaginary was very stale, so I kept thinking in the dream and moving my eyes to avoid awakening. After a while, I reached the end. I was inside a somehow dark place. It looked like a factory. The walls were gray and dirty, and there was machinery noise. I saw a few DC working around and asked them, "Where are the gladiators?" They ignored me. I remember reading about dumb DC that ingore you. I screamed a couple of times until one said, "You must get out of here and go to the mall you will find at the end of the round." The place were I was supposed to exit, had no door. I pushed the wall and it broke, so I was able to exit.

My dream suddenly started to vanish, I knew I was going to wake up and though I was so close. While I was still in the dream, I remembered that if I would met the gladiators, it would not be valid. I had to be at the roman age, and I was definitely at the modern age, so I did not care in trying to recover the dream until I woke up.

Missed Dream Signs:
- None.

Noticed Dream Signs:
- I was working at target.

Reality Check Performed:
- Hand Check (failed. Turned lucid)

06.09.2010

Odd Donkey Kong game. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not a bad night. A long fragment, a medium long dream and a long lucid dream.

Second:

I was playing a odd Donkey Kong video game and I beat the final boss. For some reason, I had to beat the final boss again, so I did remaining untouched. I saw the credits flashing very fast.

I saw a menu with like five different options to beat again the final boss. One was grabbing all the coins that popped out, other one you had to have a perfect game and one was arcade mode. I chose arcade mode.

The game now looked like the very first Donkey Kong game, but a little 3D. I almost got all the way up, however, the game went to fast when I was almost going to make it that I crushed in the wall and died. I attempted a few times, but died.

I was at home and for some reason, I had to find my cats, so I did. I found also two different cats in addition. I knew I had to go outside to find more. I saw a door by the wall, it was the first time I saw that door. I could not reached but a smal step appeared from nowhere. I was told that the step only spawned to people with good work ethics.

I stepped and opened the door. There was a black cat. It was very big and looked like a dog, but it was a cat. The cat licked me and it felt like a dog's tongue, but the face of this animal was a cat's face.

I saw a garden. It was date and the grass was tall. I saw a white puppy and a white cat, playing. I saw a few unknown DC playing with the animals. I knew I had to make the cats play together to accomplish something. I woke up.

Missed Dream Signs:
- I was playing a video game (I never play them now)
- I was in an odd house.
- A step spawned from nowhere.
- The dog-cat animal i saw.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

Got a couple of longer fragments tonight, mostly owing to the fact that every time I woke up during the night I was too heavily fatigued to get out of bed to write some notes. I was able to prepare myself to preserve some general memories of them though, so here goes.

I was one of four famous/elite assassins/bounty hunters that included myself, my brother, a third random guy whom I don't recognize from real life, and Mandy. We all had, at least, some kind of rifle that had four ammo types: a bullet that would kill, a bullet/dart that would instantly knock someone out, a bullet/dart that would slowly knock someone out, and a dart that would shoot out a laser beam to help reveal someone's position. We were all together in a semi tractor-trailer going down a highway in some sort of desert canyon when third guy said something that seriously pissed my brother off, so he stopped the truck, jumped out, got on a motorcycle (!?), and fled backwards the way we came. I quickly jumped out and ran after him, hoping to keep him safe from my brother's wrath. I followed third guy back aways to a shack near a gas station off the highway. I told third guy to get down and hide. I saw my brother following out the window, so I readied my rifle and shot him with the laser-beam dart as he was approaching. I checked myself to see what other weapons I had on me; I had a revolver with only one bullet in the chamber so I set that down and then found another handgun with a full magazine. There was an old woman who had slowly been approaching the shack to see what was going on, as she got close to the door so did my brother. Instead of charge in or wait outside, my brother held his shotgun up to the old woman's head and demanded that we come out or he'd kill the old woman. From around the corner to the door I could see the barrel of his shotgun held up to the woman's head. From there I was able to extrapolate his position, so I aimed where his feet would be and fired two shots. I heard him cry out and fall down, so I quickly came out the door and pointed my gun at him to keep him from getting back up. I convinced him to give up trying to kill third guy, so we brought him in and sat him down. Some time shortly after, Mandy came in, carrying a long case she used to store her custom rifle, and told us that she was retiring, so we held a small retirement party. During the mini-party, I recalled one mission where we were all holed up in a shack like this one, fighting off dozens of enemies that were attacking us.

Second sequence was even stranger: through some freak of nature British law, I and one other American tourist were somehow appointed to two of four vacant seats in the British parliament. The other guy and I were seated at a group of desks with a bunch of old men who were all bickering over how to fill the remaining two empty eats. Across the room were a few rows of seats for observers. American guy and I were talking about random stuff while the old guys argued. At some point I joked that they should just grab a few more tourists to fill the seats, but they apparently thought I was serious and immediately held a vote to do so, but it was too split to pass. Afterwards, I called my wife, trying to figure out how we were going to make arrangements to move to the UK. I was talking to her as I was walking down a sidewalk, observing the traffic; I joked about how getting used to driving on the other side of the street was going to kill me.

06.09.2010

Top Reviewer. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not a bad night. A long fragment, a medium long dream and a long lucid dream.

First:

A guy was named, "Top Reviewer" He was able to assign and reassign jobs. I was on the computer, at the Pata Negra store. The guy took a job from me and I claimed him to give it back to me. It was day outside and I saw more DC.

One DC explained this guy to me.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

I have two dreams for you lovely people to interpret(if you can). Here is the first, and most recent.

All I can remember from this dream is seeing the news come on, and they showed this video. While the video was going, the reporters said this group of people somewhere in the world(that I can't remember) held a legal execution. He was strangled and had his arm cut off, and they said something about the boy/young man bleeding into his lungs. They also said this group of people usually called the person's parents before they killed said person. I got the impression that the killers had known the boy/young man. They also interviewed a boy that had been in the house(I think he lived there) and talked excitedly about what happened, smiling. The video itself started with the boy hanging from the front porch of the house of the murderers, feet dangling just off it. Then his arm was cut off, and blood gushed out everywhere. It happened fast, and I don't remember what the arm was cut off with. The worst part was the look on his face, the entire time, and they zoomed in on it. He was smiling a sadistic smile, like he enjoyed it. And no one else watching or even the reporters seemed to notice the very obvious smile. It filled me with fear, and I just stared at me wondering what type of person could enjoy that.

Second dream. Ready?

A recurring thing in my dreams would be something starting to close my bedroom door with me in there. Usually, I manage to get out in time, but I feel the panic, anxiety, fear...and I scream. In this particular dream, that started to happen. It took place over several days. I would wake up in my bed(in the dream) and would see a shadow moving outside my bedroom window(note, my bedroom is on the second floor. My house in my dreams is always the same as my real life house which I live in with my parents). When I see the shadows outside, whether day or not, my bedroom door starts to close, and I hear something whispering. I try to tell my mother, but she ignores me, saying its just a dream. My friends come over, and when they are with me in the room, it doesn't happen, but as soon as they leave, it does. As it progresses, the shadow comes into my room, and I see it dart across the floor. I always run out screaming for my mother, fighting with the door before I can leave, but everytime she comes in, there is nothing there. Then one time she comes in, and I see my cat has run out of the room. But there is my cat in my room. I know that isn’t my cat, even if it looks just like mine. I just know. And when I know this after like, two seconds, the eyes turn red. My mother and I both realize it’s a demon hiding in the form of a clone of my cat. We chase it down, get it in a cage, and call one of my friends whose a Wiccan, but she doesn’t answer her phone. The demon cat is clawing and spitting at the cage, staying in that form. It’s so violent that I’m scared. My mother and I agree that we have to kill it because it’s evil. But she decides not to do it because it’s in the form of a cat, and we are cat lovers. When my dad comes home, he says that he’ll kill it, but he never does. And then I wake up, wondering why they wouldn’t kill the demon that wouldn’t to kill me.

Any insight any of you can give me? Also, I have never seen the young man from my dream in my life. Only the one female reporter on the news.

The second dream is the one that really and truly got to me. I remember most of the first one, but the second one... something about it has just stuck with me. But both dreams make me worried and leave me feeling paranoid. It's just a dream, but I can't help but wonder if there's something more behind it. Thanks for any help you can give.

I was in this large congregation hall, like a really big gym or something; the kind they have for election speeches or something. Anyway, there were people speaking in the front, a couple tables, and maybe a podium too. There were at least a few hundreds in the audience, and I was there with a DC friend (he and I seemed to be good friends) and then I had my cello with me (in its case) and my cello teacher was also there. Everyone seemed to be in good moods. My friend and I moved up from where we were sitting to the front, and were able to find better seats. He sat in a seat in the row in front of me, on the end, and I sat directly behind him on the end. The seat next to me had some sort of instrument leaning against me, belonging to this women who might've been asleep. For some reason my cello was then up where the spokespersons were, along with another cello (except its case was black). Then, we started to hear instructions from them, but I don't remember what they are. Maybe they were telling us about how this convention thing was going to run. I then was in the front row, and something was wrong with my chair, so I kept trying to readjust my chair and it was really loud. The whole place could hear the squeaking of this chair. But no one glanced at me or anything, and the speaker kept on talking.

I had this conversation with a friend of mine about acquiring something, and they said either black people, hippie people, or grad students would have it. I was on the phone with them, and I had also just taken some medicine and beginning to feel drunk. Apparently I had other kinds of medicine but not the kind I needed. I vividly remember this conversation like crazy, it makes me happy. He sounded exactly like he does in real life.

I was at my parents house, and I wanted to go somewhere, maybe like pumpkin works or something like it, and I was at first in my pajama pants. I went to my room, and then somehow I was dressed in normal clothes and ready to go. I then saw my mom again and she looked really tired, but still seemed like she might want to go. I guess all of us were going to go to this place. I was holding my bible, and it had attachments for the plastic/rubber stubs you have on luggage that protects it when you put it down. There was a stub on the bottom right and top right of the front of the bible, and multiple ones on the back. I kept deciding whether or not to have a transparent one on the top right corner on the front, or whether it should be a black one on the bottom right corner or top. I decided upon a transparent one on the top right corner.

Geez, there was a bunch more but I'm blanking on it now, hopefully I'll remember more later.

Whew, the power went off at least twice last night! Scared the pea soup out of me at 1 A.M., but I did get to write down a dream.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

06.09.2010

Generator (Non-lucid)

The Axis Powers Hetalia characters had different names. I was coming up with scenarios for them.

Note: For the past week I've been working on a writing scenario generator.

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Stalking the Floor (Non-lucid)

Riley was walking slowly, crouched along the floor beside my bed.

In real life, I looked over the side of my bed and made a noise to get her attention - but she wasn't there.

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Two Rings (Non-lucid)

A bad guy was after these three tiny flying people for the two rings they had - one with a white diamond and one with two birthstones in it. The little people were young.

The oldest one (a boy) was captured but managed to get away, bad guy following behind. While distracting him, the little person dropped the rings in two separate places along the road. The bad guy almost caught him with the second one, but the little person distracted him again.

~ He went to a building that the other two (think one was a girl) were in. He had the diamond ring and tapped some morse code out to get their attention. They flew over and talked to him.

- There was swimming in the beginning I think, in really murky water. 'I' was worried about how I'd keep track of the other two, but then someone grabbed 'me', I think.

- In the end, the bad guy was dragged off by the police(?) for something else. Disturbing the peace?

- To fly, the little guy kept having to get a running start to get going.

My challenge proved completely false It told me if I wanted to LD, I needed to do a MILD, with WBTB and also it would last 15 minutes. I did do that but nothing happened Which doesnt mean il stop, because I like doing the challenges

Dream 1: I am with another person camping in my room. Now the whole plotline revolves around bears

First, a black bear comes in the room and tries to get in the bed. I try my best to avoid it but it is huge and intimidating. It slowly chases me around until it gives up and walks out of the room. I am relieved, but a tiny bear now comes in. Probably the other ones baby I think. We play around a little until the mother pops up to the door. I give her back her baby and ask her (in french): Ca fait qu'on est quitte? To which it answers: No hard feelings. Kind of a missed Dreamsign here And I even thought to myself: Weird, this bear talks.
But then, my uncle comes in. He tells me the two reasons why I look stupid right now. First, he already came in twice and stole trophies from my table. And also because I try to defend myself with a little stick after "he spent countless hours training on a cussion". I try to make sense with him, but the other guy in my room jumps to action, grabs my stick and starts beating his face with it. Good initiative I try to help by punching his back furiously but also look at his teeth and think: Those arent that big, why are we so scared?

Dream 2:Yet another dream about the two girls from the academy. This time, Mme Marsolais makes teams for a project in science and tells us: If you cant work with someone...(pause) you will have to do it anyway. I freak out.

Dream 3:My mother watches the news and Alain Robert almost killed himself. I talk to her about how its a coincidence we watched the documentary about him last night.

Other ones I forgot

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


23:30 GMT – Sleep

Mystical experience
I think I fell asleep thinking about trying to have an O.B.E. I was lying on my back but think I fell asleep and got caught up between dream and waking state, I was sleeping, don’t remember being on any dream, I guess I didn’t feel any of the O.B.E. triggers so I just kind of entered this meditation state, focusing on my breathing. I was asleep but I could also feel my body and hear the external sounds. I wasn’t really fully lucid, but naturally I focused on body awareness. I felt an extreme discomfort and focused on that. I felt it multiplying. I can’t really explain what it was exactly that was multiplying, it just became multiple.

2:30 GMT

Visit to Jewish neighbourhood
I’m in a Jewish neighbourhood in the middle-east. I’m foreigner and I am escorting a small group of tourists. They are jewish-portuguese. Among them is a young boy who sees this young girl in the middle of all these bearded men from this neighbourhood and asks her something in her language but with a very bad pronunciation. She also speaks Portuguese, as she is Portuguese descendant and replies in his language, to which he replies happily. But the family of the boy scolds him and insists he must train his Hebrew.

Occupied land
I am part of a group of observers on what seems to be Palestine. We are keeping an eye on the occupying army, seeing if they don’t commit abuses of human rights. On that day we follow closely two cases that could have ended badly. First, some kids entered a military off-limits area and they barely escaped being shot by militaries chasing them on a truck. Later, a couple with a small young girl are trying to evade from this occupied area and they pass over a concrete wall, when they are spotted by an helicopter right when they are about to break free. Luckily they find some big sewage pipes, leading underground and manage to escape. Nobody else knows about them anymore.
At night I’m in a terrace, looking at the cityscape and the stars, hoping for the end of this violence and persecution.

Mystical ceremony
I then see in the sky and orb of light. I try to figure out what it is and decide I have to follow wherever it is going. I find myself entering a swamp on the outskirts of the city. As I go through the bushes, I find this open area and I see a gathering of enlightened beings and a few gurus. My main guru is taking part of some kind of wedding ceremony with his own mother. I have no idea why. Then another guru sees my enquiring look explains to me that it is only symbolic. That she has some important transmission to pass on to him, from a female tradition and to receive it, he has to symbolically marry her first.
There’s some other students of these gurus around and I hear one asking this one guru if it’s true that they can enter our minds as they want. He responds in a joking way, saying “Of course, we're like the boogy man and we will haunt your dreams. So beware.”

4:00 GMT

Fairy and deity
Me and Riverstone are by some lake, looks shallow, safe and pleasant, but we don’t dive until some guy appears – like a forest guard – and tells us is totally fine to go inside the water. The lake is actually composed of 4 lakes, connected with each other and with an island in their centre. I just wet my feet, feeling the water is warm and cozy but then I see a chameleon and it gets my attention. He is red but turning yellow as he approaches me. Then I find him amidst a bed of white flowers and he turns completely white. Then he actually transforms into a butterfly-like fairy, all white with little white orbs around it. As this fairy sits on a flower, a beautiful exotic lady, with dark skin (not black, but very tanned) – a deity? - comes hovering and blesses this fairy. I kind of receive her name on my mind but recall it very badly – something like Aedis Abba ???


5:30 GMT

Mystical insight
Something about reincarnation and non-linear timeline. In the dream it was so clear and obvious but I couldn’t make sense of it to write it down.

Wedding on an island and alien invasion
I’m on an isolated island on some facilities carrying on some secret projects. Due to some failure, there’s an alien or whatever on the loose, that we failed to contain and it will start mayhem out there. Fortunately we’re on an island where nobody lives and we hope to contain it before it finds a way to go to mainland. I’m on a boat around the island and I cross another boat with a colleague of mine, also doing his round. Then I find there’s a bunch of people who entered the island illegally. I go check what is going on – it’s a bunch of rich kids who came on a private jet. A couple is marrying and they wanted to do something original, so they had this fucking great idea of sneaking secretly into this island without permission. I wondered how they manage to come without being seen, but since everybody is looking for the alien/monster, nobody was paying attention to that detail.
Apparently they were already detected and a jeep with armed men are coming in their direction to evacuate them, but they see it and just run to the plane, managing to fly before being caught. Let’s just hope the “being” is not already with them!
Then I go back to the facilities and I meet Ugly Betty with a boyfriend who came to say that the “being” escaped and the invasion started. Then she starts preparing her weapons, which apparently were slates with loving words on it??? (very effective, for sure...)


Wounded dog on the road
I’m on a car with my mom, who’s driving. We’re on a long road crossing vast planes, but we see a dog lying down in the middle of the road. We think he’s dead so my mom just moves around him, but I have decided not to ignore the animals and people who are potentially in need of help and not necessarily already dead. So I ask her to stop and I walk back to check on the dog. He is bleeding but he moves his head slightly. I feel such despair. I want to carry it to the car, but he is bigger than he looked and I’m afraid of hurting him even more. So, I’m deciding how to carry him, when I wake up.

6:20 GMT

Lucid in a Polish village
I’m going out of a house, apparently trying to escape from being seen by some lady. I pass by these two guys sitting on a tractor. The youngest guy looks at me long and deeply and I find it strange. He seems so real! Then I get lucid. I think maybe this guy is not a DC but actually a dreamer and he also sensed that I was a dreamer. But I don’t go ask him, because meanwhile I kept moving and I left him behind. I realize I’m in this eastern-Europe like village. The roads are in stone, buildings are small and beautifully painted, 18th or 19th century like.
But I look around at other people trying to find some other dreamers, trying to find a very distinctive mark that someone is not a DC. Just for fun I go around asking people how they are enjoying this dream. They couldn’t care less. But then from my left appears Andrzej, this polish guy I know. He looks damn real. I can’t say what it is, but I feel it. Maybe he is also a dreamer. Anyway, what is he doing here? I guess we’re maybe in Poland and that’s why he’s there.
I ask him if he knows he is dreaming but he doesn’t react to the question, just asks me something else. I keep insisting and finally get his attention. I stop in front of a shop window and melt the glass, then a wall. He starts believing me and funny enough, some other person who was inside this shop gets amazed and apparently also goes lucid. But I didn’t know the person and she just disappeared, probably to explore her own lucid dream.
My friend is lucid for what seems to be his first time. He is so excited that he starts becoming really focused on really small details, like reading a poster that is on some street light post, amazed with the detail. I have to snap him out of this fascination and tell him, details are good, but don’t focus too much on only one or you will lose lucidity fast. I drag him to the wall again and tell him to try dissolve it. I don’t know why I was so pushy on this, but I guess I wanted to keep him busy to prolong his state.
He tries punching it and gets hurt. I tell him it’s not about brute force, that he has to imagine the wall is made of soft material that dissolves with touch. After trying a little bit he manages to leave a hand print on it, which is a good start. At this point is totally exhilarating and I tell “You know, there’s a bunch of people who do this often, and we organize groups and plan dream adventures together. Maybe if you could develop this capacity from now on you could join me, be one of my dream pals.”
As we walk, we end up on some dark alley and I feel some bad vibes there and decide we should go somewhere else. But a few ugly looking guys are already enclosing us and I decide our only escape is lifting up, flying. But my friend is not yet skilled on that area. I decide to try to carry him but when I grab him he transforms into a glass of juice and everything starts becoming absurd. I did fly up and saw this kind of terrace with an entry door to some house only accessible by the air. It is a tiny place and I find inside a very needed black family, with lots of kids. They sleep all in one division. I feel a protective instinct towards them and go check if the kids are sleeping well. I cuddle them and they are now little back kittens. I wake up.


7:30 GMT – Wake up

But it was at the beach and there were giant waves and I almost got knocked over by some of them. Their sizes were really unpredictable (there would be tiny waves, and then suddenly really big ones), but they flowed smoothly (the water wasn't really choppy).