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8/13/10

1- Magical Prodigy
I am the daughter of Melinda Gordon from Ghost Whisperer. We are attending some sort of party where a crazy ghost/demon lady is killing off the guests. Whoever goes upstairs suffers her horrible wrath: they are thrown from the banister to a bloody death. My mother cannot stop her; I seem to be the only hope. For some reason I am immune to the demon's power, and I leap at her, clawing at her face. She seems horrified.

"What are you!?" she shrieks as I tear slices out of her skin.

In a bloodied frenzy, I ignore her question. "Die, b*tch!," I scream at her, "And this time stay in Hell where you belong!"

After she is dead, all the guests clap for me. I am more than slightly embarrassed...

On the way home, Melinda and I jokingly talk about the creepy naked ghost that used to follow her around. Our conversation is cut short, however, when we spy her mother and several strange ladies stealing herbs from our garden. Ugh, that's the third time this month!

My grandmother's friends run off when they see us approach, but before Melinda has a chance to say anything, the woman is drug off into the field behind our house by some unseen force. We give chase.

It doesn't take long for us to find her, but we quickly realize that she is now the demon lady from earlier in disguise. This time she is not so easily subdued.

Our battle carries over into some sort of warehouse, where my mother spots a bomb in the corner of the room. "Set up that bomb," she tells me, "and I'll hold of the demons."

"No way! YOU set the bomb, and I"LL hold them off." She begrudgingly agrees.

When I turn around, the demon and her cronies are all armed with chainsaws. Holy crap! For a split second, I fear that I may be in over my head, but bloodlust quickly takes control. I wrench a chainsaw out of the hands of the nearest woman and saw her in half. Blood splatters everywhere. Unphased, the demon lady comes at me. She proves to be more of a challenge, but once I disarm her (literally) she is as easy to kill as ever. She is in several pieces by the time I'm done with her.

After I slaughter the rest of the white-robed women, I get a little carried away and accidentally almost slice my brother Alex in half. (The same Alex from two of my other dreams. Poor guy...) I have also injured my pet shark somewhere along the line.

*time lapse*

I am now Phoebe from Charmed, trying to call for Leo. Why isn't he showing up!? I end up having to track him down myself... some White Lighter he is. "What is it?" he asked, seeming annoyed.

"I think we need to look this demon lady up in the Book of Shadows. I've already killed her twice, and she keeps coming back."

He gives me a you're-so-stupid look and walks off. What the hell is his problem today?

"Wait!" I yell, chasing after him. "Can you at leas heal my shark?" I hold out Pete, my pet shark, who is still bleeding profusely.

Leo rolls his eyes and waves his hand over the shark. "There, he's healed." He hurries off.

*time lapse*

I am now Melinda's daughter again, approaching the demon's greenhouse. She is accusing my other brother, Peter, of using telekinesis to ruin her roses. He looks terrified, and is obviously not the culprit. I wonder if I did that unintentionally? Concentrating, I try to lift a garden hoe with my mind. It flies up and hits my mother in the face. Oops!

I then use telekinesis on myself and sit in the rafters. (Rafters, in a greenhouse?) Alex, who is now a bloodied, severed foot, joins me. "Dude, maybe you should get Leo to heal you. It's sort of creepy with you just being a foot."

"No way," the foot says to me. "I like it like this!"

a night out partying/going to town/drinking etc. But mates from aussie were there. Jerome and me were at this really indie bar til late and we also went back to this party house but all these adults were sitting around so we couldnt go crazy. I left one of my bags at the party house after we had been driving away for 2 hours the next morning. I went on skype and was talking to my aussie friends. We met up at a shopping mall. It was great.

8/11/10

1- Treat
I am in a grocery store, reading some World of Warcraft manga, when I jump and realize gravity seems a bit off. I RC and become lucid. Wanting to do something fun, I find a bunch of candy and start eating it... It tastes REALLY good.

2- Terrible Nightmare
FA. I RC but it fails. When I go to the bathroom to start getting ready for school, I notice that my teeth are all crooked. "What the heck!? But they were fine last night!" I RC again, but it still fails. I show my mom and she says she'll have to take me to the orthodontist to get braces again.

Practically in tears, I am RCing like crazy. "No, I refuse to let this be real..." I turn the lights out in the bathroom and make faces at my reflection, trying to make it come out of the mirror and attack me. ('Cause I'd rather be attacked by my evil reflection than to have crooked teeth.) It behaves like a normal reflection. I fall backwards and try to sink into the wall. It is as solid as ever.

"THIS IS NOT REAL!" I tell myself firmly, and do another nose pinch RC. I cannot begin to describe my relief when it actually passes. Never have I been so happy to find myself in a dream...

3- Following the Plot
Another FA but I never lose lucidity due to the narration: "The deeper he goes into FAs, the more stable the dream becomes." ("He" because I've suddenly become a guy. I wonder what's with all these gender switching dreams, lately.) I get out of bed and look at the clock out of curiosity. 8:45. I sure hope that's not the real time, or else I'm late for school.

I'm about to try to wake myself up again, when I remember my new rule. It's just a stupid dream notion, I probably don't even have school today.

When I go outside, I immediately see my dog Fred approaching me. He suddenly morphs into his human form and pulls out a gun, firing three shots into the air before returning to his dog form, then beckons me to follow. I'm busy thinking of how I'm going to write this once I wake up.

He leads me to a graveyard way off in the woods and signals for me to stay hidden. I observe several people walking out of a church and become wrapped up in their conversation. (All of which has been lost, unfortunately.) They are trying to decide the fate of a certain man who has betrayed their religious order. Eventually they spin a wheel, which tells them to send the man to "Lady Fortuna." This seems to disappoint many of them.

8/9/10

New rule: Even if I believe the house is on fire IRL, I refuse to try to wake myself up.

1- Neverending Dream
I become lucid for whatever reason, but I MUST wake myself up because apparently I have a horse named Jake who is getting attacked by something IRL. I can hear him snorting in fear... I end up stuck in SP for a while, followed by a kajillion false awakenings. "Wake up." RC. Lucid. Try to wake up for real. "Wake up." RC. Lucid. Try to wake up for real. "Wake up." RC. Lucid. Try to wake up for real. ((Etc, etc, etc...)) Witness some pretty disturbing things... WHERE is the mind bleach!? [/color]RC. Lucid. Try to wake up for real.

FINALLY I "wake up" in the stable with my horse. I see that he is being attacked by a savage billy goat, which immediately turns on me and chomps down on my leg. In terrible pain, I am practically pulling the goats ears off in an attempt to get him to release me. Once it lets go of my leg, it fits my whole foot into its mouth and nearly rips it off. If Jake hadn't kicked the crazy animal off of me, I'd have probably been one foot short. That's when it clicks: I don't even own a horse! How retarded am I?

At least now I can actually make use of this time. I go off to once again search for Samael.

For some reason, my voice doesn't work when I yell. I can hear myself loud and clear if I speak to myself, but when I try to yell out Samael's name all I get is a dry rasp. How annoying...

It doesn't matter, however. I soon come across one who claims to be him. He looks "just like his avatar," according to my terrible dream memory. ((What is with these stupid false memories???)) Actually, he is covered in white paint, looking like a cross between a clown and some kind of demon.

I am curious about how I appear to him, and he tells me I look just like my avatar. What is my avatar? I think to myself, searching my memory. Isn't it a catgirl? I feel on top of my head to see if I have cat ears, but I find that I have none.

We talk for a while, and I begin to wonder if it's really him or just a DC. Then he randomly says, "God, you're cute."

"Okay, now I KNOW you're just a DC..."

We get attacked by something, and I lose lucidity.

After the battle, the entire situation changes. I am now talking to a girl who seems to be trying to kiss me. I'm not sure if I want her to or not, but I keep getting terrible hip cramps that are practically knocking me to the ground. Finally she exclaims, "Screw your hip cramps!" (obviously thinking that I'm doing this on purpose to evade her) and forcefully kisses me anyway.

More false awakenings. My brother jerks me off the bed onto the floor, but I'm too grateful to get out of the endless FA cycle to be mad.

Matt is there, and he is doing a perfect rendition of the speaking part in Creek Mary's Blood by Nightwish.

I finally wake up for real and find that Creek Mary's Blood is playing on my Mp3 player.

Had some awesome dreams while at the beach! Time to catch up...

8/8/10

1- The Next Nightmare
"What's with the camera and notebook?" Amy asks me as we walk down the aisles of Wal-Mart, where we both work. Although my name is apparently Nicole, I still have my personality.

"After I get off, I'm tracking down Freddy Krueger." She gives me an okay-you've-finally-lost-it look. "No, seriously," I tell her. "If I can be the next person to locate him and write down the new story... well, that would just be so freaking awesome!"

"Uh, yeah. Good luck with that, Nicole."

That night I go way out in the woods to a spooky old cabin, following a teenage boy who plans to spend the night there. It's not long before Krueger shows. He's riding a horse which appears to have come straight from Hell, and he looks incredibly deadly. Halfway buried in leaves, I snap tons of pictures as he slaughters the guy.

The next morning, I am ecstatic. "It was so amazing, Amy!" While I am busy going off on a crazy fangirl rant, Krueger bursts into the store, apparently ticked off about me stalking him.

"Look what you've done!" Amy screams at me as we take off running.

Unsure of outcome...

July 28, 2010

Synopsis: Me and my family stay at a strange hotel, and an even stranger landscape charred by volcanoes. Some abstraction, some vivid.

Vacation by the Volcanic Flats
It's a beautiful warm summer night, and me and my sisters have gone for a stroll with mom. My dream already feels like it's been going on for a while now, but I can't remember it until now. We walk through a giant stone tunnel connecting the downtown to the little town were staying at. Lots of other tourists were also enjoying the stroll through the old castle tunnel, lit by the moon.



The tunnel opens up into a field of grass under an amazing starry sky. We can see our hotel up on a hill. It too looks like an old castle. The hill is rocky, jagged, and black from the volcanic waste it was built on.

In one weird abstract scene a tiny train almost runs us over. We just hop over the tracks and continue our night time stroll up the hill. The grass gives way to boulders and craters.



Sis sees some water in one of the craters, thirsty, she bends down to take a drink. "Stop!" I yell "That's poison! That's volcanic water!" After saving my sis we finally climb the steps to the hotel. The door was open. A little red flag goes off in my head, why is the door open? Did someone break in?

There's no one in the living room, or the kitchen. My sisters check their bedrooms and I check mine. Standing in the doorway I scream "IS ANYONE IN HERE!" Suddenly a cabinet door from the back of my bedroom swings wide open, and then shuts. Scared that my room is haunted, I yell at it - kinda totorro style.

The next morning it was dad's turn to take us out. We climb down the stone steps when a scene of birds catch our attention. Holy crap the birds are HUGE! They're like dinosaurs! Sis gets too close and the birds snatch her. They quickly drop her back down. The giant birds were battling each other. We run down the spiraling steps before they decide to attack us instead.



This scene looks like from a zelda video game. The steps were tiny and narrow. If you fell off the ledge you fell several hundred feet before falling into a deep pool of misty - toxic - water. There was an island in the middle of the misty pool, with a simple wooden cabin. We quickly run into the cabin and take refuge from the crazy giant dinosaur birds.

I love this cabin! There were some other tourists inside, but when we came in we came wanting to own the place. Feeling uncomfortable, the other tourists leave and we lock the front door. This is the kind of cabin I would love to have. It was so warm and adorable! All the doors were gnome like. The hand crafted furniture was for sell and sis has her eye on one of the chairs.

I remember that this part of the dream was the most vivid. It's hard to describe the front room but I remember it pretty clearly. And the cabin actually FELT warm and stuffy. We hear some noises coming from outside. Damn, people are trying to get in! We quickly try to find any doors or windows we forgot to lock. I woke up shortly after.

I had at least one really bad dream last night.. I don't recall all of it. I caught my ex-hubby in bed with an old friend, Florence. They were just sleeping but I had the feeling more had went on. I screamed at him, saying it was NOT acceptable and I wasn't going to take it- that if I found out he was screwing around on me I would make him pay. I said something about finding one of his friends to screw.
I was at my grandmother's house and I walked from one end of it to another, yelling at him and crying. Florence smirked and rolled her eyes at me.
Then there was a shift in the dream. I was a man, trying to have rough sex with some woman. We were standing up in the kitchen and nothing I tried worked.

In another dream, the bottom of my left foot was severely cut to the point my heel was peeled away. I was in a lot of pain and tried to find a doctor.

In another dream, I was flying and singing. I don't recall the song, but I was very peaceful.

Another dream was about being at an airport; another was about a large building; there were dogs in one dream or another.

The other day, I had another dream about the large house that's an ever-so-persistent theme. There was a secret passage to the basement, as per normal, but there were safes in the basement that I couldn't access. The higher up in the house I went, the bigger the messes and more profound the clutter.
That dream HAS to be symbolic! The basement could easily be my subconscious but what about the higher levels? What am I hiding from myself?

August 13, 2010

No recall from before the WILD attempt.

WILD attempt unsuccessful... got a little too relaxed Fell asleep listening to ninja's subliminal mp3

Back to bed by 6am, and mantra'd to myself: How does my body feel? <- Noting this because it seemed to have worked That or the mp3... not sure.

The mirror - Lucid - 4/5
It's night time. I find myself walking up to a line up of cars in a drive thru. I randomly get inside a car at the pick up window. In the driver seat, there is a chick highly reminiscent of Mimi from Drew Carey, except she was as large as Peter Griffin from family guy (and also lacked a neck).





The other girl in the passenger seat was fairly nondescript. So anyways, the order is somehow wrong, and we go inside the restaurant. The restaurant is a bit shaky, and it starts melding into a school. And now, we were in the girls' classroom. My friends started talking absolute nonsense. It sounded like their tongues got all swollen. During this bit, I gradually started getting lucid, and by the time they started talking in tongues ( ) I was fully lucid.

I leave the room and I pass by the guys' classroom. I see Darren in there, but I'm not quite ready to do anything about that yet. I have two goals to complete first. A mirror and a unicorn. I walk to the end of the hall, where I tell myself there will be a washroom. "When I open the door, there will be a person-sized mirror for me to step through in there," I tell myself. Believing it, I opened the door. The bathroom was deplorable (as they often are in my dreams), lacked toilets... and mirrors. Ugh... Alright... let's just snap my fingers and summon one. I tried snapping my fingers, but for some reason, it wouldn't work. My fingers felt all swollen and floppy, and they just wouldn't snap. I looked at my hands in frustration and found my middle fingers looked like carrots (skin coloured carrots, mind). "You're fucking joking!" I said, out loud.

The forcing of control caused the dream to deteriorate. I remembered Mosh telling me about using senses and I remembered my own experience about interacting with the dream environment, so I immediately touched the door to the washroom and started rubbing it. It brought the dream back. I continued to do that until it felt solid again.

I turned around, and there was a small mirror on the wall, now. It'll have to do. I took it off the wall and flopped it on my head. It didn't quite thunk, it had some give. "Perfect!" I thought. I closed my eyes and started bringing the mirror down over me. Past my head, my shoulders. Around my waist, I told myself when this is done, I'll be in an enchanted forest, for the unicorn. I brought the mirror down through my feet, and stepped out of the back side. Still in the washroom. I sighed. This dream is being ridiculous. I also had to rub the walls again, because it was being shaky again. I remembered Mosh saying something about using all his senses. I smelled the washroom. It smelled like cleaner. I licked the door ( :sick: ). It tasted like nothing, but had the same texture as it did for my hands.

I need to find some other way to reach the unicorn, but I got slightly distracted. I realized I was wearing my nightgown (same as WL), but my flannel pants and undies were missing. I thought, "Oh fantastic, let's summon Darren now, then!" I stared at a wall. "Darren? Can I see you?" I asked, using the same trick I used to summon Danny, my DG. I turned around. He's not there. This is some of the worst control I've had in a really long time...

Alright, well, I remember seeing him earlier... I left the washroom and poked my head into the guys' classroom. A bunch of faces stared at me. No Darren, though.

I went out to the common area... scan, scan... no Darren. I began to think any of one of these guys will do... But no! I firmed my resolve. It's Darren or nothing! I realized he wasn't going to be in this dream, so, lets go find the unicorn.

I left the building, and found it's still nighttime (hooray for dream continuity! Sort of). I started jogging and remembered, "Well, I'm dreaming... let's just fly." At my side, was my purse, from WL. Good, cos I was using it for stabilization. Oh right, at some point here, I was playing around with throwing an object in the air, cos it kept coming down slowly (which amused me, apparently ). Also, I remember seeing the supervisor vehicle from work, and a bunch of guys were piling into it like a clown car... Let's just ignore that. Anyways, I kicked off the ground, flew a bit and sank. I kinda figured this would happen, though, cos I'd been having control problems all dream. I rubbed my purse and remembered to set a point on the horizon to focus on while I fly. I kicked off again, and fixed my "point" on the stars. I felt it connect with my third eye, and flying was now no longer an issue. I shouted into the night, "I summon a unicorn!" My voice sounded like laryngitis. The dream also started destabilizing again, too. I do remember seeing a unicorn come at me, but it kept fading I rubbed my purse again. Nothing. I rubbed my hands. Nothing.

When I woke up and looked at my clock, I realized I probably wouldn't have been able to save it anyways... I'd been asleep about 90 minutes, so the REM period was probably up.

I tried my mantra again, but I seemed to lack focus this go-around...

Hugh Laurie
A dream hanging out with Hugh Laurie. Not much else going on here.

July to August

I've dreamed of work at least three more times since the end of July and now. I hate typing out my work dreams, plus I don't want to mention names. This post is mostly for my tags and to yell at myself for dreaming about work.

I want to LEAVE work, not live in it in my dreams!

My husband and I are riding in the back of a car. Our friends Mark and Sharon are in the front and Mark is driving. Mark asks me if it is always so difficult to raise girls and I tell him it is not easy. It seems like we are in England as it is cold and we all have coats on. I am wearing a heavy black velvet jacket buttoned up to the neck. (Nice jacket). We go into the house and walk into a country style living room and I leave my bag in front of the fireplace. The fire is lit and it is warm and cozy. We then go out to a large tented area which is set up for a big event (possibly a wedding) with many round tables with white tablecloths. I see a woman that I know (not in real life) and go up to her. She is cooking a tomato sauce type of thing with slices of tomatoes in it over a single burner (what is it with me and sliced tomatoes ). I think it seems odd for her to be cooking such a small amount when it is obvious that many people are expected. I then see a lot more food being brought in, in large metal containers.

My husband is surrounded by a bunch of servers and he at a round table exlaining to them the correct way to pour drinks and which glasses are for which drink. They are all very attentive to what he is saying. I then realize that I need something from my bag and go back into the main house.

WILD

I listened to binaural beasts...

after SP set in, I tried to roll out of bed... felt my energy rocking... THIS IS A DREAM i said...

can't remember shit.

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NOTES

weird mixed religion

church

we bow to a scroll

sing cheesy songs

my dad likes it more than my mom

(my dad's Asian, my mom's White)

I say: THis is a [I]hapahaole[/I] church!

(Slang for half-White and half another race)

July 21, 2010

Synopsis: Yucky school food again. A frightening flood threatens to drown me and my sister. Gotta get ready to evacuate asap!

Note: I had this dream on my birthday. Just going back in my little journal and trying to log in my entries here.

Flood on my Birthday!
What am I waiting for? The lunch line is so long and I just want a bloody salad. The people in front of me are soo slow. I peek over their shoulders and I see the lunch ladies are also serving pasta and bread. Like so many other lunch line dreams, the food is going real fast. But I just want the salad.

Later I meet up with my family. Me and my sister have moved into our first new apartment in New Jersey, and mom was dropping us off. Our folks say goodbye and drive all the way back south to Texas. It seemed kind of nice at first being so far away from the rest of the family, until I started watching the news.

A terrifying flood has risen 1000ft!!!! (is that even possible??) And it's coming this way! I look out the window. It's dark outside but I can already see it's flooding pretty bad. It's at least three feet high already. Me and sister are on the fourth floor. We may be way high but the flood is rising fast, and who wants to be trapped in a flooded city?

We have to leave this damned city!

I quickly run into my room and toss everything I can think of in my backpack. It's too heavy and I'm pulling out my hairs trying to decide what to leave behind. (I have so many sketchbooks and journals!). I toss my sandals, they're probably useless with this flood.

Sis is just watching TV casually like nothing is wrong. Hello! 1000ft high flood! Sis yawns and just says "I give up, were going to die. Oh well."

"I wanna live!"

I quickly come up with a plan in my head. I'll have to trek in the deep water on foot, probably for miles to reach the next city. But I know the way. I strap my backpack on, I'm ready to leave without my sis - and then there was a knock on the door.

It's my parents.

Mom came as soon as she found out about the horrible flood! Wait a minute, how did they drive here when the water was already too high? I look out the window again, and like magic, all the water is gone. Oh that's nice!

Mom however did not make my dream magically safe with her mommyness.

Later on everyone was getting settled for sleep. I change into my pjs and head for the kitchen for a glass of water. I walk into the dark living room. When I notice the silhouette of a man next to me, lounging for me!

I run back into my bedroom terrified, I want to scream but I can't. Sure in dreams there are some frightening monsters and demons you run from. But there is something about monsters that can exist in the real world, rapists, murderers, that invoke a much deeper fear in me!

I'm so terrified of the invader I want to cry.

But somehow the invader gets trapped into my closet. My sister opened the closet door just too wide, and he escapes. He was like smoke. And just like that he was gone. I woke up shortly after.

Me and my mother were at a thrift shop and I was looking at the vacuums to buy for a friend but they were all over one hundred dollars but when I looked in my wallet I had more money than I thought.

August-13-10

Yay!
I guess it was all just up to WBTB timing. (I took a quick reset/break from polyphasic, and tested this) This happened around 6 AM after 3-4 hours of sleep.
I "fell" into the dream, and landed on a snowey mountain in my back yard. It wasn't really my back yard, but it was behind my house. The surrounding area was very dense with houses but there was no one else in sight. I took it slow standing up and starting to move around and I felt the dream stabalize. It was a nice feeling knowing that I had created all of that. Unfortunatly I'm not very skilled in holding my lucidity. After the snow started to blow away from the top of the mountain I yelled "increase lucidity!" and it sort of worked, so I then yelled "this is my dream! Increase lucidity now!" and it worked a bit better. So I willed the snow back onto the mountain, and it worked. I tried to progress on to plan b (you know ) and I very quickly lost stability and a little lucidity. I "woke up" into a FA, which I'm pretty sure I caught (because I'm making it my habit to check after every time I awaken) however I very quickly lost conciousness after that. I guess it was kind of my fault for embarking on a task that I knew would knock me out. Next time I plan on exploring more, maybe flying around, and trying to talk to DC's. Also I need to learn how to get rid of this foggy feeling to my dreams. Potentially for my nap today?

First I had a FA:

I woke up and started eating breakfast and doing the daily routine. I saw on the clock that it was 9:30 and went to call RE and tell her that I was sick and probably shouldn't come. Then it ended.

After, I had a nap:

I started off in some snowy place, and I was watching some people struggling to get on this icy block.

Then the scene changed, and I sort of realized that I had just lain down for a nap, and so I was lucid. At this point the scene had changed, and I was watching some DC throw webs at the ceiling like spiderman. I decided to try it to. I did the motion and the webs came spurting out. But I didn't have enough time to jump before the scene suddenly changed.

Now I was at home. I thought about my LD goals and decided I should try dream healing on my leg. I held my hands around my knee and felt warm energy flowing. Then the skeleton of my knee flashed in front of me, and I saw gold light wrapping it. After that, the dream ended, and I was thrown into another non-lucid sleep.