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I'm walking around outside. There are long alleys, it's night time and everything is illuminated by street lamps. There are chickens walking around, and all the houses seem to be shacks. Clothes are hanging from lines, and I can hear families echoing off the walls.

I reach a certain house that I seem to recognize. Several people are inside, I can see them through the window. Somehow I know that I am supposed to live there. Several of my housemates, well, they were several years ago - they were there. Standing around. Yish was there. He was moving out and they wanted me to replace his spot in the house. I slowly accepted, unsure of whether or not it was really the best idea or not. It was settled. Everyone was dirty, down. Everything seemed to be falling apart, yet was held together by something so unspeakable that it was hard for them to look at each other.

I wandered off, wandered back to my place of work that I worked at around a year ago. I was walking around, yet was looking for a parking space. I asked a man where the staff parking was. He directed me to a lot that was very near me. I walked over and there was a man there who was handing out t-shirts. I took one, and put it on. However, I realized that it was two stuck together. I tried peeling one of them off, but the whole thing simply shattered.

I have had many lucid dreams and out of body experiences. I've been shot and pregnant. I've felt a kiss before and I learned how to fly. When I felt uncomfortable, I would always wake up.

Except a few days ago, I was dreaming that a man stumbled into his bathroom and was breathing really bad. I was watching him suffocate and he leaned over the toilet. All of a sudden, I felt a tightness in my chest and then I couldn't breathe. My eyes were open but at the same time they weren't and all I was seeing was black.

It felt like someone was suffocating me and I tried to wake up but I couldn't and at the last minute, I woke up and I literally couldn't breathe.

Now, every time I have a really bad lucid dream, I can't wake up from it when I want to.

I decided to sleep over my grandpa's house with my cousin. I usually see them when we go to Atlantic City together. I first read about lucid dreaming today, and I decided to give it a try. I did reality checks and meditation. I went to bad repeating to myself, "The next dream I have will be a lucid dream". I fell asleep.

I appeared in the elevator to the casino with my uncle, aunt, and cousin. I didn't bring my bathing suit along with me (although we always swim at the beach and pool when we go). Plus, I didn't know there was a pool at this hotel. I should've realized this was a dream, as I been there so many times and know about the pool. My aunt and uncle said we were going to the pool, so I was confused. I told them I didn't bring a bathing suit, so they said we would drive home to get one. Again, we live over an hour away and we could just buy a bathing suit on the boardwalk.

We magically appeared in the car, and were almost home. Everyone was in my car, except my dad was driving home with us. There was also a loud mouth animated blue bird in the car, along with a pile of animated worms (I forgot if they talked). My cousin was asleep in the back seat, although he was sitting with me in the middle seats a second earlier. My dad wanted to stop at the Quick Chek by our house before we got my bathing suit. When we arrived at Quick Chek, my dad said he would be right back, because he was getting a Dunkin' Donuts Coffee Coolatta... from Quick Chek. The animated bird left, and the worms disappeared. I looked in the back seat, and as we were driving to my house, my cousin woke up. I woke up right after that.

First Night of Dreams Recorded

Non-Lucid
1- I'm at school, I think it's the first day and I'm trying to find my classes. I end up in my Spanish Class, with almost all of my real classmates there. No teacher that I can remember. Nelson and Lucas are there. Both leave after a little while to go to (?) New Jersey (?) I'm texting Marik, she's mad because of something that happened between me and Ann.
2- In my best friends house, I can't remember what we were doing. He's talking on the phone to his mom, he asks 'How long can you stay'. I say Forever... I can't remember anymore.
I wake up thinking about Angels Landing.

The setting of this dream is medieval Europe, but many of the characters look like they are from the japanese cartoons Naruto and Bleach. There is a forest that stretches across the land from east to west, with an ocean and port town to the south and mountains (and another town) to the north. The main protagonist of this dream is a young man of the peasant class who looks like Gaara from Naruto, but besides appaerence, has no other similarities with that character. The young man had a weird name, like Spicy or something, and he lived in a run down shack, with his grandfather, in the forest.

The dream starts off with the grandfather on his death bed, warning his grandson to stay away from the wealthy neighbours who lived not far away, because they were bad people and were rich and powerful only because they convened with demons. After the old man dies Spicy stays away for a while, but increasing poverty makes resisting breaking into the rich neighbour's storehouse too much of a temptation.

Spicy recruits two friends (who look similar to Ichigo and Uryū from Bleach) and they raid the storehouse and make off with many valuable items, including three longswords found locked in a chest. After divying up the spoils and each taking a sword for themselves, the three young peasant boys go their seperate ways to hide their stash and agree to not use or sell their stolen items until after the robbery has been discovered and they are assured that they will get away with it.

Spicy is able to hide all of his loot, except for the longsword, which he finds himself oddly attracted too. He had held a weapon before, but nothing as big or elaborate at the sword he stole. It felt warm to the touch and fit surprisingly well into his grip. That night as he try to sleep he had dreams about the sword and woke up several times believing he had heard someone with a deep, raspy voice calling his name.



The next day the break-in is discovered and the wealthy and powerful neighbours have all of the peasants in the area rounded up and arrested, regardles if they have proof of their innocence or not. Spicy is able to escape from the guards and returns to his home to retrieve the stolen longsword, still obsessed with it's image in his mind and wanting to free his poor neighbours.

Spicy feels strangly overconfident and combative, but lets the feelings flow through him and attacks the prisoner barracks where his friends are being held. In his mind he only wanted to disarm the guards but instead he ends up slaughtering them, to the shock of the prisioners. Logically Spicy is aware that he is now in deep shit, but emotionally he is thrilled at the bloodshed and desires more. A vague thought to be rid of the sword crosses his mind but the ever growing obsession with the blade and what it can do crushes any such thoughts quickly.

Moving on to the next prison, Spicy means to only disable the guards but again ends up slaughtering them. This time his two friends show up to stop him, each carrying the swords that they stole, but when they look upon the bloody aftermath of Spicy's prisonbreak, they too are filled with a mysterious urge to fight and kill.

The three truculent young men head to the last prison and kill the guards. This time though, Spicy is not satisfied and wants to fight some more, battle and bloodshed having completely taken over his mind. So strong is his desire to continue using the sword that he turns on his friends and picks a fight with them. They too are being overwhelmed with the desire to fight and soon the three peasant boys are in a forest glade having a Mexican standoff of sorts with their stolen longswords.

Before they can kill each other a small army of a hundred or so guards arrives and surrounds them completely, imploring the boys to give themselves up or be killed. Spicy jumps headlong into fighting but his companions are more reluctant to face so many opponents and run away. Spicy fends off most of the guards but is injured and forced to flee after his friends.

Near a lake in the mountains to the north, the three friends reunite. The obsessive need to fight has not left them and they start to fight each other again. For the first time Spicy becomes aware of a demonic presence living in his sword, urging him to slaughter his friends. Even though the awareness that he has been possessed dawns on him, Spicy continues to fight his friends, half enjoying it and half unable to stop.

The friend that looks like Ichigo kills the friend who looks like Uryū - and when that boy's body falls into the lake and floats away surrounded by blood - the image is enough to startle Spicy and his friend into awareness for a moment and pause their fighting. The overwheming urge to fight and shed blood returns quickly to Spicy and he is unable to stop it, but the Ichigo looking friend is able to put down his sword and be free of the demon possessing him. He urges Spicy to do the same but is cut down by his friend for his efforts.

Completely possessed and beyond all rationality, Spicy runs off into the mountains and I cannot remember any more of this dream.

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I remember I had to eat wool and then suddenly I didn't have to and this yes-no thing went on for a long time. Had something big in my mind when I woke up but didn't catch it.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

I awoke in a dense rainforest. The plant-life glistened as though it had just recently been raining. It was beautiful. Then I realised, I didn't know where or who I was.

I looked around and saw members of the Voyager crew. Ah yes, I too was a member of the crew. But where were we?

Thinking about it now, this dream bears some striking similarities with a certain Star Trek: Voyager episode. Can't say I've watched it recently though, so it's odd that I would dream of a similar scenario.

Someone explained that we were trapped in a virtual reality. Not only that, but the virtual reality represented an entire virtual universe, larger even than our own. I found the prospect both daunting and exciting. If the view of the rainforest in front of me was indicative of the beauty and realism of the rest of the virtual universe, I certainly would want to see more of it.

There were many questions floating around in my head. Can we get out? If so, how? Should we even bother? Why are we trapped here? How did we even get here? I contemplated the idea of a virtual universe some more as I watched the rainforest before me. It all seemed so real.

There was an invisible barrier just behind us. It lead back in to reality. On the other side was a room. It was sealed. Perhaps just the entry point?

The next thing I knew we were under attack by Klingons. I didn't know if they were real or part of the virtual reality, but I knew they were trying to kill us. We fought with them and came out victorious. There were only a few of them. They explained that they too had awoken in this virtual reality just a few miles to the west of our location. They returned to the west, presumably to the rest of their people.

A moment later some other humans appeared from the rainforest. They wanted us to go with them to where they were living. They were dressed very plainly in neutral colours.

We went with them and they brought us to what appeared to be some kind of temple or tomb. It was made from stone and had detailing done with small red stones. I was standing next between Tom Paris and Kim and we all exchanged a glance as though to say... 'Ok, this is weird.'

The people were beckoning us to follow them around the structure to the other side. We did so and there was a stone casket. They began to remove the stone slab on top of it and when asked what they were doing they told us that they were releasing Hathor. I panicked. I shouted that Hathor is a Goa'uld and would immediately try and take a host! The Goa-uld symbiote came flying out of the casket. The realised that since this was a virtual reality that it might not be able to take control of any of us. It seemed I was right because the symbiote disappeared in the air with a kind of red de-digitising effect. Panic over.

Mixing some Stargate SG-1 with your Star Trek dreams can never be a bad thing, right?

Captain Janeway was pretty miffed about everything. I remember looking at Tuvok and he just had an intrigued look on his face, as you would expect.

Finally I contemplated more about the nature of the virtual universe. I was torn between the desire to explore it and the desire to be back safely in reality.

Remembered this perfectly when I woke up, but was too exhausted to write it down. Went back to sleep, and here I am.

Ehh, another sex dream. Me and Allie this time.

She lives in my house and sleeps in my room, and I sleep in my brother's. Don't know where my family has gone, and her Dad has moved in.

Strange sidenote, my house is almost the exact layout it is in real life. That almost never happens with me. Usually it's changed drastically.

I go into her room, take my shirt off, and climb into bed with her. At first, we're just talking. Chatting and having fun. Don't remember exactly when, but we start kissing. I'm really good at it (even though I'm doing it in a way that would be completely terrible in real life. Apparently, this is how to do it best in dream world). She sits up on her knees and I can see her better; she's wearing nothing but a bra and a thong.

I try and go down on her. When I touch her, she freezes. Freaks out and jumps out of the bed. Can't remember if she says something, or just stands there. I try and calm her down. I keep apologizing. She eventually calms down and gets back in bed.

We watch TV. We're watching a show about this new video game that's coming out. Oddly enough, I'm pretty sure it's a video game in real life, though I can't remember what it is. She's really interested in it, which isn't exactly characteristic of Allie in real life, but I don't question it.

The last thing I remember is "falling asleep" and telling her to wake me up before I go out. I don't want her dad to find me sleeping with her tomorrow morning.

I was on the collage campus, there was a woman in front of me.

I woke up, and my subconscious started recalling the dream for me, it was something about being on a spaceship, the walls had detailed and intricate square designs.

A few minutes into the recall, I realized I didn't have enough time to recall everything second hand. I somehow knew that It was going to take awhile because it was a REALLY long dream. so I stopped listening and went back to sleep.

I just knew that the woman followed me through the whole dream.

Awake Dream lucid Semi lucid

So this dream (I fell asleep again after my FA) was kinda wierd changing from one thing to another... I'll try and get it all down

I'm in old-fashioned London, and I'm younger. Just a child, but I feel mature at the same time. I'm supposed to be going somewhere and meeting someone but I can't remember who. I begin to run

I see a tall, well dressed man who looks friendly. I stop him and say "Excuse me sir, do you know where the Waterfront is? I need to get there soon." His eyes darken and he tells me that the water front is dirty and no place for such a pretty little girl. I tell him that I've never been to London before and that I really need to get to the Waterfront. Before he replies I run into a side-alley and find myself in my school P.E corridor.

I'm my usual self again, and see a teacher headed towards me. "There's no where to run now, this is a dead end." He pulls a knife a slowly begins to walk down the narrow corridor.

But it's not a dead end! I scream inside my head. There's a door behind me and I spin around and almost fall through it. I sprint towards a pair of double doors and burst through them. There's glass doors in front of me and a group of people sitting on the floor, listening intently to something that was being said. My friend sees me and he throws the door open and pulls me through.

"Where the hell have you been?" he hisses. "We waited for you at the Waterfront but you didn't show!" I say nothing and he looks me up and down. I see recognition in his eyes and know that he knows what happened. He pulls me down to sit beside him. I see a friend I knew years ago, and dimly take in the changes about her, but I keep my mouth shut and try to calm down. I still see the smug grin of the man with the knife.

Someone says something, and I hear "She will!" And my friend (Chris) jabs me in the back. He's volunteered me to do something. He later tells me I've to assassinate a noble cushion maker. He tells me that I've to get it done no matter what.

I find out that he'll be at a football game that is about to be played. I need to walk around during this game in order to speak to him. I see a mascot costume (large grey cat) and decide that that's what I'll do. I rip pieces off of it so you can still see my face (I still had the cat nose and ears) and parts of my body.

I ran from group to group of people, saying hi and telling them to watch the game. I hear a wolf wistle and am glad that my plan is working. I turn around and see the cushion maker! I go over and flirt for awhile, secretly repulsed. He invited me to see his cushions sometime so I could choose one for free, and I agree.

I dress up in black heels and a red dress, and go to see the cushions. I'm alone in his bedroom and there are cushions laid over his bed. I see a flash in the window and see Chris briefly, and then he disappears.

The cushions are all pretty dull but I choose one anyway. The cushion maker comes in and smiles. He sits on the bed and then kisses me. I would rather be getting chased by the knife wielding maniac! He pulls my dress up and begins to kiss my calf. I'm just thinking "where the hell is Chris!" when there is an explosion and the cushion maker falls off the bed, dead. I storm past Chris, furious that he took so long, and my dream ends.

lucidNonlucid Semilucid

I walk up to the old lady at the brown, wooden counter and "check-in". I tell her my father sent me and that I'm going to be staying for awhile. The building is very old fashioned, and so are the two women I would be staying with. One is in her early twenties and I'm guessing she is the older womans grandchild. I get the feeling she doesn't like me very much. She keeps glaring at me, she is a maid of some sorts.

Not quite sure what happened next but a man walks in with a hammer, the ones that judges use to smack their desk with. He grabs my arms from behind and pushes me up against the wooden counter where the old woman is. He shouts at her, saying that i she doesn't (can't remember what she had to do) do something then he would smash my skull in.

I see a man in red armour and long brown hair rushing down a corridor, pulling out a sword. But it's the young woman who saves me. I feel shaken and don't remember what they done with his body or where the young man went. They sit me on a wooden chair and try to console me, feeding me soup. The younger woman hugs me and we put our past behind us. I tell them not to tell my father because I like staying here.

Then I have what I think is a false awakening, but I was semi-lucid. Mostly dreaming. I wake up in my bed and find that my computer is on. I do a RC using the writing on the screen and almost freak out when I realise the writing has changed and I'm still asleep. But I am only semi-lucid and not completely lucid. I look past my computer and look at my room. I begin to panic as I see that my room is upside down, like a twisted mirror. There's a strange rushing in my ears. A large pink monster appears at my door, with sharp looking teeth. It points and laughs at me. I remember that nothing can harm me in a dream and decide to test some powers (if I was fully lucid I probably would have just blasted it to pieces of something) so I try and turn it from pink to purple.

It doesn't work completely but it does go a few shades darker. I try and get rid of it but am unsuccessful. I remember that I'm dreaming, so I try a few times to wake myself up. I succeed.

After doing a crazy amount of RCs to make sure I wasn't having another FA, I kinda freaked out because it was creepy.

Non-lucid, lucidsemi-lucid

So I walk into a room, which is light and open, with windows on my right. I have no idea what I'm doing here (dream sign no.1. I'm a newbie ok! haha) but there are two white matresses on the floor. One is on the far left of the room and one is on the right. I figure that I'm on holiday and that this is the room I'm staying in (DSno.2). I see the extra matress and think "who else is here with me?" So I decide to sleep until whoever it is comes along. I choose to sleep on the left matress.

I wake up on the OTHER matress (DSno.3). It's dark outside and... There's a girl on the other one! She is small with short brown hair and the name "Mille" pops into my head so I guess that was her name. She wakes up and we decide siliently to go into the room across the corridor.

We walk in, and my parents are sleeping in a double bed on my right. I find this strange because my parents are recently seperated (DSno.4). As I walk to a matress next to their bed I do a RC and think "I'm dreaming!" but do not become lucid. Mille curls up beside me on the same matress and we begin to argue about whether kissing other girls means you're a lesbian (??). I ignore her but she shoves a note at me and rolls over. I did not read the note but It was typed on a computer and highlighted in orange. I sleep.

I wake up, and instead of a matress, I'm sleeping on a couch. (DSno.5). The room is reasonably bigger (DSno.6) and my brother is across the room(DSno.7). Mille has disappeared. He has a large china ball on a long, thick golden chain. He shows me it, it has a picture of my deceased gran on it. Underneath it is a vine with potatoes growing on it, he said he recently added them to the photo. He called the ball "the Egg". When I only glance and shrug he gets angry and gives the egg to my mum, who's still in bed. My dad is know where to be seen.

Suddenly I'm outside(DSno.8) and it's pretty sunny. We get some chairs out and are about to sit down when I look across the stone path leading out of the building and down a hill, and realise the sky has turned grey and it's beginning to rain. I run into a garage attached to the building and find my brother hosing down the floor with my mother. The floor does not get wet at all(DSno.9)

When I woke up from the dream I got the feeling there was a guy involved too (the name Bob comes to mind) but I don't remember him in it.

I am at a massive rave in San Francisco. I am dancing to some dirty d'n'b, then I find the Glitch room. Everyone is dancing like crazed cyborgs. I see a strange little steel door on the wall. I open it.

I crawl through a small tunnel like an A/C duct, and tumble what feels like a garbage chute.

I am totally confused. I am in muck in a Star Wars space ship. I am in a dungeon in.. Hyrule? WTF? Am I Link?

There are strange little monsters on the floor oozing at me. I feel around on the wall for a hidden stone to push to open a secret door. The ooze comes together and makes a big monster that looks something like The Frost Giant.

I back up against the wall. I scream silently. An arm comes through the wall, and pulls me through. It's Link.

You fool! What are you doing wandering around in these dungeons, with no weapons, no shield, no potions?

Link gives me a dagger and a small wooden shield. We start fighting some low-level baddies.

Is this a video game?

A game? This is real life, you idiot! Now, stab that monster!

I shoot out astral tentacles, and form small blades on the end. I whip my tentacles at the monsters. Link and I start kicking ass and taking names. We move from room to room. I smash skeletons with a hammer, and toss bombs into the mouths of those triceratops bastards. We get to the Boss. It's Gannon.

I turn my arms into blades. ... (con'td)

I am sitting at my desk playing some type of modern modern version of the old Asteroids game when I realize I am wearing sunglasses. I take off the sunglasses and put them down on the desk only to look back up and realize they are still on my face. I take them off again but this time i reach up with my other hand and feel my face. Then I suspected that I was dreaming so I did a reality check and became lucid.
Remembering my goal, (a first!) I get up and go out into the hallway. I fly up through the ceiling and wake up.



Notes: The reason I couldnt remove the sunglasses is probably because of changing light levels, though I have never had that happen before... Unfortunately I didnt achieve my goal in this dream but at least I remembered it before I woke up!

13.07.2010

Furniture Shopping (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I recalled three dreams tonight. I went to bed late as I had a busy day and I had to write down eleven dreams from the previous night.
Third one of the night:

- I met with an angel.
- Someone guessed something about my house.
I had to place a few phone calls to furniture stores. I was trying to find out about their furniture for the decor of different rooms. After the calls, I had to drive somewhere. It was raining and it was very dark. It was night and my vision was not so good. I was going downhill on the freeway and I was forced to enter from the left lane. I could see another ramp on my right. There was one of this speed radar signs. The sign said "11" It was squared and the light was orange.
A DC told me that my body craved a little more exercise.
I arrived to a furniture store and I was trying to gather some information from a female associate with dark long hair and heavy build. She did not provide all the information I needed, so I looked for her again. I saw her reflection in a mirror.

Missed dream signs:
- The Angel.
- The freeway (it was not one that I know)
- The odd sign.
- The number 11. (I think it is two 1s)

What I would have done if lucid:
- Talk with the DC that told me that about exercise.
- Maybe head for a ToTY.