RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV)

Dream! Not an actual O.B.E. I am laying in Loauy’s bed. He is next to me and we are trying O.B.Es. (happened in waking life. Dream: I am able to move through the covers. I start to wonder if I am out of body. I move some more and conclude, Yes, I am. I sort of crawl off of Loauy’s side of the bed. Now I find myself in the room and out of body. My vision is a bit hazy but quickly becomes 100% clear. I observe myself and notice I am slightly transparent. I now remember my objective of using an open history textbook as a virtual reality realm. We (in waking life had opened the book to a page with a picture of the Taj Mahal) had it set on the floor across from the bed. I walk to it and look at it very closely expecting to be drawn into it and sent to a VR realm of the Taj Mahal. Nothing happens. I then start looking for other interesting pictures in the book. As I flip through, I see some pages have a picture of a man with deep stone like eyes wearing a ski mask and a black hood. His face covers the whole page. The picture keeps reappearing until there isn’t a page in the book that doesn’t have his face on it. I am disturbed. I set the book down closed. I then hear Loauy saying something. I look to the bed and I can see myself next to him. I look deeply asleep and I am wearing the same shirt I was wearing in waking life. Loauy says some stuff to me half asleep. Worried that he would wake me up I speak up. I tell him no no stop I’m in an O.B.E. he doesn’t hear me and falls asleep again. I am relieved.
Now the order of events are unclear. But this is what I remember:
Seeing that that the VR realm didn’t work, I decided I leave the house and fly to space or something. I thought Instead of flying through the roof I would go on the balcony and take to the skies from there. So I walk up to the doors that open up to Loauys balcony and try to walk through them. I CANT. I am a bit confused now. I know I should be able to pass through stuff, right? Either way I am amazed at how long I have managed to stay in this O.B.E. At this point Loauy wakes up fully. He turns to me and starts to shake me. I then start saying stop no loauy don’t wake me up I’m in an O.B.E. What amazed me was how everything I said, my physical body said for me. Loauy heard what I said through my physical body and stopped moving me. I then started to talk to him about the O.B.E. so far. My physical body in bed continues to speak for me and even made a few hand gestures. I then tell him how I have an influence on the physical world. I tell him to look at the book and notice how I have changed its place. I then pick up the book and wave it in the air. I figure he can’t see me but he can see the book floating in the air. The Loauy’s mom comes in and tells Loauy to pack. (In the dream Loauy had relatives over. He was going to travel somewhere with them) I love how no one can see me, yet I can see them. Loauy’s mom leaves the room. Loauy then tells me he needs to go pack and that I should continue with my O.B.E. normally. I then walk back to the doors that open to the balcony and try to go through them again. I still cant. Instead I accidentally knock on the doors. This makes Loauy’s relatives, who were standing on the balcony, come into the room. They come in and see nothing.

The dream begins with me and someone else walking in a vegetated area. There are lots of greens and yellows. Both of us have machine guns. As we walk I notice something is wrong with my gun. But whatever it was I fix it. My gun is now ready to shoot. We now sneak past a tree house. From it we hear voices, possibly a man and a woman’s. We move on. We are now at a pool. It is very, very busy there. There are people everywhere. The two of us had a mission to complete. But even in the dream, the mission wasn’t apparent. As we walk, I hide the gun against my side. We need to continue through the area without getting caught. But it seems people have already seen the guns. (Mine is an MP5 with a camera lens as the sight. At some point in the dream I look through it and aim at someone and try out its zoom) More attention is directed at the guns. By now we are found out. Panic strikes the people around us. Two men walk up to us and tell us to put our guns down. I look at my partner. I want to see what he will do first before I act. The two men keep telling us to drop the guns. I do as told. I set down the gun. Now the gun and my partner are gone. I am glad to see that I am not in any sort of trouble at all. Now I walk around for fun. I see Loauy. I run up to him and say hey. He greets me back. I move on throughout the pool area. I see a point in the pool where the two sides of it are really close together. I jump across it easily. Now many of my friends are there. They are having a party sort of thing. I see Donia. I also see a table of food. I go to the table of food. I get a plate of something soaked in chocolate. I walk to where Donia and her friend are sitting. As I walk, they get up and go somewhere else. I am a bit disappointed. I sit down and eat. Now I am in a room. It is the same party. But I seamlessly moved to a new location. I sit at the back of the room on a stool booth thing. The room is filled with people. Among them is Mr. Sidky (my S.S. teacher) and he is talking a lot. He seems really happy for some reason. He begins to talk to us about weed or some sort of drug. He says we need to try it and stuff. I start to wonder why a teacher like him would say stuff like that. He keeps on talking. His words h=get more and more crazy. People around the room listen to him intently. A few others and I conclude that he is high. Then he snaps out of it and says he was just joking and that we was just messin’ with us. He leaves the room. I am still sitting there watching the party. Then there is a girl next to me. She is wearing black and purple. She is very attractive. She looks at me and says, “Could you pick me up and dance with me?” She wanted me to pick her up in my arms, take her to the middle of the room, and dance with her. I would have loved to, but I didn’t want to whith all the people around. So I told her “Im sorry but I don’t dance” I said a few more things about how dancing is not my thing. She seemed fine with it though. We continued to talk about other things though. What we spoke about, I cannot remember. I was enjoying my time with her. She was hot. Now without me or her getting up or moving the scene changed. We remained in our positions and instead of a bar looking room that we were in before, were sitting on the top bleacher at my schools gym. There are still people everywhere. The girl next to me pulls out her phone and starts playing Asking Alexandria. We both enjoy the song. Then it is time to leave the gym for some reason. Now at the bottom of the bleachers, I look for the girl I was sitting with. I look at the crowd of people near the door. I can hear a breakdown and screams from a song coming from the crowd. I know she must be somewhere in the crowd since she is the only one around here with that type of music. I like the song that is playing. I think it strange that no one is bothered by it though. Now I am thrown somewhere in the school. I need to get to English class. Problem is I’m lost. I spend the longest time walking around the school looking for my class. The school (in my dream) was huge. The hallways were extremely wide and there were many floors. So many I lost track of which one I was on. Eventually I make it to the basement. I think of how much trouble I’m going to be in. I probably missed half the lesson already. I couldn’t hear any bells where I was. So I considered the possibility that English was already over. Now in the basement I walk around looking at all the machinery down there. I jump across catwalks trying to find stairs that lead out of the basement. During my search I find a basket of free sweets. There is a large assortment of traditional Egyptian sweets. None I like though. I do manage to find a few things I might like. I take them. I don’t plan on eating any soon though. I am about to continue my search for my English class when I notice Cinnamon rolls in the basket. I must have all of them. But I don’t want to be seen the people responsible for maintenance in the basement when doing this. I feel bad that I’m taking all the good stuff. But I say screw it and take them in a bag. Now I meet one of the guys who works in the basement. I sort of hint that I am lost. He says he’ll come with me. The dream ends.

I was laying in bed and I couldn’t fall asleep. Then finally I got relaxed and I felt I guess what is known as the roll over signal. I decided to roll over and see if I'd enter SP fast. So I began to enter sleep paralysis. I felt tons of vibrations and it felt like I was falling. It feels good so I just let my self go with it. But I did not ant a WILD or an OBE. It was dark in my room and I get freaked out sometimes so I move force myself out of the vibration state by moving again. Now I'm in my room thinking ah that was fun. At this point I am in a dream but I don’t realize. I remain in bed in the same position and I am still trying to sleep. I notice something weird though. Every time I close my eyes, no matter which direction I was facing, when I open them again, I see my room as if I was laying on my back looking forward. I don’t think much of this. I just figure that I am really close to falling asleep and when I close my eyes I am seeing developing dream scenes of my room. I continue to just lay there for a looong time. I am starting to get a bit suspicious though. I decide to get some water. I turn to the lamp next to me and try to turn it on. It wont work…. The knob that I turn to switch lights on even broke into my hand. I now know I am dreaming. I am a bit scarred since my room is really dark. Once my fears begin to grow I see a figure in the corner. I close my eyes. I put my fears aside for a moment and decide it would be cool to look at my phone. I feel around for it on my bedside table and find it. I press a few buttons and observe. The screen displays a bunch of random figures and scribbles. I toss the useless phone over the bed. It does not make the sound it should when it hit the ground. Now I think about how I am in bed wake, yet my physical body is in the same bed asleep. My fears begin to grow again and I’m worried I’ll start seeing things I don’t want to see because of my stupid fear.. I lay in bed and wonder how long this will last. I try waking myself up for a while. Until finally, one attempt succeeded.

I wake up at 7:10 and attempt a WILD at 8 something. The dream:
I am first laying in a bedroom that is not mine. I do not realize it is not my room in the dream though. I also think that I have managed an OBE not a lucid dream. Everything is motion blurred and seems to move in slow motion. Half of my vision is blocked by something. I try moving around in the room but its too hard. I close my eyes and hope for a new dream. I wait a few seconds and I experience a wave of vibrations. I decide it would be cool to enter a dream lifting weights. So in the darkness I move my arms as if I'm doing so. After a few seconds of this I am in the dream. I am in another room. It looks like an office of some sort. There is a lot of red. I am laying on a bed or couch lifting invisible weights. I am glad I'm still fully lucid. I get up and walk out of the room. I seem to be in the basement of some house. The floor planning is similar to one of my older houses in Kentucky. I see Hussien Hegazy from my class vacuuming. He is very absorbed in his floor cleaning. The vacuum has a bass guitar attached to it. Instead of the vacuum making a loud whooshing sound it plays breakdowns. DIGGUH DIGDIG DIGGUH. I love this! I walk up to him and say HEY! We shake hands.
I ask him "Hey Hussein, how does it feel to be in a dream?"
He says, "IT FEELS AWESOOOOME!"
We then both go "YEAH!!" and high five each other hard.
I begin to walk up a nearby set of stairs. Hussein follows. Now I am on the first floor. I look around. It looks much like a neighbors house I once visited. I then walk back down another flight of stairs yet I remain on the first floor. As I was walking down the stairs I think, Well since this is a dream, I should be able to just jump down the whole thing just fine. But it feels so real I think It'll hurt. So instead I jump down half. When I land i sort of slip and my heels bang against the last few stairs. It hurt. I think about how I just felt pain. I bang my heels some more against the floor. It hurts even more. I find it cool that I can feel pain in my dream. But now I sort of dread some experiences that will now be painful when I originally thought I wouldn't feel a thing. I see the front door to the house and I walk out now. Hussein is no longer with me. Outside is a suburban neighborhood. In front of the house are many men in suits. Some are lined up on each side of the driveway. There is also a line of men in the center of the driveway. Those men dont have heads. They are only suits standing. I dont know what to say to them.
So I just say, HEY GUYS!"
I start to walk to the street when a man asks me, "Wheres the money?"
I reply with "What money?"
He then says, "There is no money" in a very serious voice. I ignore him and keep walking to the street.
There are tons of cars parked there so I jump over one to get to the street. Then next to the car I just jumped over is the man who asked for money that didn't exist. He pulls out a small leather bag. He unzips it, reaches in, and brings out two guns. One a pistol and the other a submachine gun. He tosses me the pistol. I think it is great that a DC handed me a gun, now the real fun begins. I am surprised to see the man point his gun at me. I worry that if I get shot the dream will end. I duck behind the car. I come back up and start to shoot at him. The gun, instead of firing bullets, launches these slow torpedo shaped objects. I miss him the first time but I am sure I hit him the last few shots. To my disadvantage, the gun is out of ammo. How lame, I think. I get sort of pissed at this point that I'm wasting my precious dream time with some annoying DC. I say to myself this is my dream and I should do whatever I want. I am about to will the dude out of existence when the dream ends.