Sheddler

I've been gone for a while, lost my motivation with my new social life. Things have changed a lot since I've made my last entry, so things might be a bit different. Not that anybody will notice. Anyways.

I find myself in a sort of dome. I'm rich. I was very high at a friend's house during the course of this dream, so. I walk out of the entry room where there is no exit that I remember, and I'm surrounded with color. Beautiful landscape is around me, and there are some aggressors, but they're ignoring me. I can feel the fun in the atmosphere. I see two or three people talking, and they're obviously quite posh. At least one of them is a parent to me...
Which explained the dome. They've paid for this, all for me. It was weird. I play a few games, but it's all faded since it's been a few days.

I had a dream about war.

I was in some sort of camp, and I'd just learned that there was a war going on in Mexico. I decided to go to fight, and went to get my stuff ready. Mexico was more prepared than we'd thought, and were planning on bombing us with some sort of napalm artillery that sparks and lights itself... At my house, I seemed to own my own apartment, and I was getting my stuff to some sort of shelter. There were others doing the same, so I would help out. They seemed to know I was going to fight in the war, but they didn't comment on it or even ask why I was still there. I helped out, but before I could get everything secure, they started bombing us with the napalm bombs, and buildings were catching on fire. The rounds landed randomly across the apartment complex... I had hoped to god that it didn't get a direct hit on the shelter. I was on a higher level, helping someone, and I saw the first one hit. It hit them, and it sparked, but it jumped into asymmetrical directions. I gasped, realizing the risk of this, and sprinted back to the shelter. I told them what happened, and they all gasped. A girl I like named Terra was among them, and she had to get something from her apartment. I said I'd help her out, and we got going. As soon as we got outside, I saw a round headed right in front of the shelter, and it landed. We ran as fast we could, but she couldn't make it fast enough. I hugged her to protect her, and a part of the round that shot off hit me- it didnt hurt, it didn't burn, but my shoulder was on fire. I put it out, and told her we had to keep going, and we did. Once we got to where we were going, I woke up. I instantly remembered as soon as I woke up what had happened in the dream. I might have been nearing lucidity.

Well, I had an amazing lucid dream last night, and it had a lot of testing in it, and it was very long, even though I lost myself in the moment multiple times.

It started off in a place I disliked, and I may have been having a shared dream with a friend, because he was lucid and helped me build a vessel to some place else. We landed in a CVS/gas station, so we found it preferable to have fuel and food near each other. I built a castle by myself, albeit my control was bad and the castle was tiny, it was more for my isolation and practice of control/vividness. I tried teleporting LooneyToons style, but I looked to hard at the surface of the circle, and thought to myself it looked unlikely that I'd go through. Eventually, I got to my old middle school. I saw an old lady chasing a girl I know, so I ended up stalling the old lady who wanted her for sacrificial uses. She had a book with her, and that's why I assumed she was even at the middle school. Anyways, I took her hand, one hand in front, one hand holding mine- my dream share friend was there. He grabbed our hands, put his hand in the middle, and I made a little glowing red ball appear in the middle of us.... It slowly engulfed us, and we found ourselves back at the castle, ecstatic at how cool our escape was. I didn't get any specific details as to how the possible dream sharing guy looked, I just get the feeling he's not ugly, and has brown hair. That concludes my awesome dream, and it was EXTREMELY long without any attempts to extend it, which may as well be a fucking dream goal in itself!

I woke up and instantly remembered. My first words of today are, "Holy shit..."

Well, I had an amazing lucid dream last night, and it had a lot of testing in it, and it was very long, even though I lost myself in the moment multiple times.

It started off in a place I disliked, and I may have been having a shared dream with a friend, because he was lucid and helped me build a vessel to some place else. We landed in a CVS/gas station, so we found it preferable to have fuel and food near each other. I built a castle by myself, albeit my control was bad and the castle was tiny, it was more for my isolation and practice of control/vividness. I tried teleporting LooneyToons style, but I looked to hard at the surface of the circle, and thought to myself it looked unlikely that I'd go through. Eventually, I got to my old middle school. I saw an old lady chasing a girl I know, so I ended up stalling the old lady who wanted her for sacrificial uses. She had a book with her, and that's why I assumed she was even at the middle school. Anyways, I took her hand, one hand in front, one hand holding mine- my dream share friend was there. He grabbed our hands, put his hand in the middle, and I made a little glowing red ball appear in the middle of us.... It slowly engulfed us, and we found ourselves back at the castle, ecstatic at how cool our escape was. I didn't get any specific details as to how the possible dream sharing guy looked, I just get the feeling he's not ugly, and has brown hair. That concludes my awesome dream, and it was EXTREMELY long without any attempts to extend it, which may as well be a fucking dream goal in itself!

Okay, so it started off as a small showdown. I had smoked some before I went to sleep, and that was my first time getting high.

The lucid was amazing.

I had become lucid in a certain storyline setting... I was captured. By someone with low moral standards. I was pretty much her slave, but I was intelligent. I got out of it, and ran into this mining town. I went down the road a bit, and got to a town. I went lucid here, and decided to mess around with my powers, as usual. I was having difficulty, but getting better. There were fires being put out in the city I was in, and I thought nothing of it.
I then put on some sort of night vision, just to be sure, and I saw that she was there. These were some serious people, planning something big. I needed to stop them. I was pretty high up, so I jumped down, but slowed myself down right before I hit the ground. I'm getting a lot better at dream control! I did some cool things, taking out the assassins, but I felt myself drifting away. I laid down in the dream, and just stayed still...

I felt myself, awake.

I fell into the dream, a small lapse of consciousness ensued. I was instantly lucid, but at the start of the dream I was in. Same house, same people, same scenario. I decided to do things a little differently. I had better control, and I was in some water when they were introducing me to the house. I picked some up, and threw it at her, and turned it to acid once it was on her face. She screamed and screamed, and I got out of there.

I don't really feel like doing the next part.

I was back in the city.
Things were a bit different, I had more control. I could conjure up whole weapons and portals now. I decided to go to the fourth dimension to make the dream last longer, because I was enjoying it so much.

I took a black hole out of my pocket. It turned a bit purple, and started sucking things in like a floormaster in Windwaker.
I jumped in, but found myself in a shop! I cursed, and I was ticked off, but I bought everything inside, and woke up.

I was in a city. I was lucid. I thought to fly over the buildings, and I did. I found that my flying lacked something. I decided to give myself wings. I flew perfectly. I flew around some, and the dream changed. I was still lucid. I'm not sure what came next, but I was friends with Trey Parker. We were in a swampish marsh kind of place. I saw a bunch of boars come out, and I had some new friends on the boat I was on. We got on a small piece of land, and the boars were pissed at us. I explained to one of the boars that I didn't do anything, and that I was just there. He understood, and let me go. I jumped into the water, and went downstream. Oh- I remember a fragment now. I was in my old neighbors house.
It was a non-lucid.
He had many children and- Oh! another fragment- Or was it a piece of that dream? Ah well, I was in the house, and there were many people in it. Large house, one of them was my friend that I'd never seen before. He was showing me around, and I knew the layout already. I think I liked his company, because I was keeping him around. There was a desk of some sort, it had a compartment. In this compartment was my old Guitar Hero II guitar. I was glad that I had found it, and had been meaning to use it on my new PS2. I don't actually have Guitar hero 2 on my ps2 anymore.

The dream fades, and I think that this part was after the Boar apology.

I was floating downstream, and there was a woman and a boy. I had sex with the woman, and the boy was encouraging me.

Very strange, this dream was.

I wasn in a man's house. This man was very mean. He was also very obese. There were four each one with a riddle on them that you were supposed to solve and bring an object to. The man obviously didn't expect us to solve the riddle. He told us to get the object, we would have to time travel. I told him to go fuck himself, and left.

I was in an apartment area. the buildings were tall, and one of them had a sniper on them. I took my weapon out, and took cover. I shot him down, when I realized, "I somebody just tried to kill me, and I committed a violent act... This must be a dream!" I decided to practice flying a bit. I was able to do it a lot better this time, as I managed to jump off the ground, levitate, and gain altitude by willing myself. I decided that I'd figure out wherever I was. There was a very obese black man being mean to his family, so I punched him in the face. This knocked him back about 10 feet. He got up and said, "Yo man, what the fuck?"
I then called him the N word to get him to fight me, and I kicked his ass over to the fountain, where I put him in. I decided to test the RC of breathing underwater and jumped into the fountain. When I found out I could breathe, after a bit of difficulty, I got out, dry as if I were never in there. I jumped into the air, and had a bit of difficulty flying. As usual, I couldn't gain altitude as much as I had wanted. I willed myself up, but that did little good. I got back on the ground, and observed the fountain and its nearby population. Whole families were eating lunch around it, and it was very realistic until I shot and fought someone.

Also, who says that closing your eyes makes you wake up?! That's dumb, right there.

I just got out of my dry spell- Wouldn't really call it a dry spell, just two or three days of not trying to recall, I finally willed myself to do so in the morning.

I was looking at my mustache in the mirror. I liked how it was, and how it had grown. The dream fades, and I'm in some sort of club. I'm a full-on adult with one of my friends. We were on a computer. We were assassins. We both had targets to take out, but we were also feeling like one of us was going to turn on the other, so we both secretly hired assassins to take eachother out once our targets were terminated. We went to a barbershop, I presumed that we had scheduled this, as we were there together. I had hired a stealthy assassin he wouldn't notice, and he had apparently hired a very large and muscular black man. My first words were, "Oh, FUCK!"

I then ran outside, and the man followed me. He had a staff-ish weapon with spikes on it. It was huge, and apparent that he was one of the only men in the world that could wield it with such skill. He swung at me, several times, and I dodged each one. I had to wait until he swung, or else he would have gotten me, for with the weight of the weapon, he could not make it change directions once it was in motion. I then grabbed onto a non-spike part- most likely one of the handles, and shoved it back at his head. It hit him, but not nearly as hard as I had hoped, for he had grabbed that handle and tried to keep it from hitting him. While he was stunned, I ran off.

Point of view changed to my assassin. He was pissed that I had gotten away. Kept, cursing and walked on top of some cars, then jumped onto a ledge, pulled himself up. A skinny white guy was sitting there, with a computer. My attention went back to what they were saying. He was talking about how I got away, and the man was saying, "I didn't get worse or better, he's just good... He was patient, he waited for the right opportunity..." I then woke up.

I haven't been thinking about my mustache lately, so these dreams about it seem unusual... I'm only fourteen, and I don't even have to shave it, but it's noticeable.

This dream was particularly odd, because I was in my house, in the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, and there I was, with bed head. I noticed that I had a unibrow, going, so I shaved it. I also had some stubble going, so I shaved that too. I looked at my hand, ant it only had three fingers. I realized I was dreaming, and this is where the dream fades. This was an EXACT copy of my bathroom, and I''ve only started growing a moustache, so this seemed a bit odd to me.

I have no idea why I had a dream involving Ichigo, I haven't watched Bleach in months. Oh well.

I was just choosing a form for myself to take, whatever was most powerful that looked cool. I chose a form, then went into the room that Ichigo was in. He was very angry, and wanted to kill whatever is in there. I thought to myself, "He can't kill me, I'm dreaming. I'm like a god here. I'll befriend him." So, he tries to kill me, and I'm VERY agile. I can see a health bar, and I see I've lost some health. I regenerate my health, but he comes at me too fast. He's almost dead, so I just walk over, and sit down. He tries to kill me, but I grab his sword, and I just signal him to go away, I'm done fighting. He understands, but doesn't go away. He senses that I'm lucid, and he asks me if I want to fly. I respond by pulling a parachute and flying HIGH into the air. I see that he was in some sort of prison room, and that I just busted him out. No wonder he wanted to kill me, he thought I was his captor and executioner. Oh well, I'm flying over a colossal city, and I decide to land somewhere. At this point, I'm trying to fly without my parachute, and I'm not having much luck. I was semi-lucid at this point, and I tried a few different things. I tried jumping into water, but that didn't work. After a while, I just wandered around. This place seemed to be a lab of some sort. People were inventing things, and I took a look. Most of it was rather boring and insignificant, all except for the knife. I asked the guy who was working on it if he would let me test it, and I did. I cut a huge metal device in half. The man look amazed, and said that the project was a success. I went into his boss' hut and showed him the knife, he said that this was marvelous, and that he had to start mass-producing. I told him to look again, and the knife was all bent to hell. I could bend it in my hand, and the man looked disappointed. He had the same posture as the Resistance leader from my last dream, after he lied.

After that, I had a hazy non-lucid that I don't feel like repeating.

I was in some sort of drag race, and it was like preppy vs. ghetto. I was on the ghetto side, and the preppy side tried to cheat. We took this as an act of war, and a battle ensued. Ghetto turned to Resistance, and preppy turned to Security from Brink. We were battling, and doing a good job, when I went off to look around. I found some sort of... Marijuana smoker. I was confused and shocked, and then turned around to see four Security guys coming near me, I hid behind a destroyed truck and killed the two on the left with my Rhett, and walked up to the other two. It was a black man with an accent, and a Caucasian American. I walked up to the two of them, and they laughed at me. They told me that all of my friends were going to die once they had been smoked out, as stoned soldiers make dead soldiers in a fight. They were trying to figure out if they should let me get high before they killed me, or just killed me. I told them, "That's a very bad idea..." One of them held a knife to my throat and told me to shut up. I took the knife, sliced the man's stomach, deep, and stabbed him in the neck. I then took my sidearm and shot the remaining antagonist.

When I got back to our leader (How funny, it was the singer for Rise Against.) I told him what happened, and he was very proud of me. After the battle was over, everybody got baked. The dream fades slightly, and I'm following the leader around. We're at my old apartments, but they seem to go much much higher. I'm carefully using parkour to get around to follow him, when I decide to do a reality check- I look at my hands- They're normal. However, when I look at my hands, I always question the reality before me, and I did the same in the dream! I became lucid. I was simply ecstatic, as I've been having a dry spell. Thankfully, I calmed myself down, and rubbed my hands together. I remembered wanting to speak to my DC's whilst lucid, so I told him I was lucid. He was very happy that I was lucid, and congratulated me. I felt very accomplished. He then told me... that he was my DG! I thought, "This is incredible..." When right after he said this, a woman appeared, beautiful and with crystal clear clarity and a great glow, and she tells me that she's my REAL dream guide. My leader looks a bit ashamed, and goes away. I felt bad for him, but I decided to follow my DG. I considered having sex with her, but decided against it. We walked up several flights of stairs, and she wasn't talking. We got to the top, and... There was deadmau5! I told him that I was a huge fan, and that he shouldn't worry about all the people saying his job was easy. He was glad to hear me. My DG seemed to get angry at his presence,and she obviously wanted him gone. I was reluctant to get rid of him, but I tried anyways. However, instead of making deadmau5 disappear, I made my DG disappear! Ah well, she was being a bitch anyways. I ask deadmau5 if he wants to look for some pussy with me, and he agrees. We search for a while, and I lost him. He became the owner of a ranch! Well, this is where the dream fades, and I would have done a DEILD, but I have orientation today. I woke up, and got dressed, then wrote this. See ya tomorrow, dreamviews!

This dream started quite oddly. I along with many people I know, but am not too familiar with were working on something that involved all the animals of the world, and a kite of some sort, that went EXTREMELY high. The dream changed after we lost the kite to the winds, and then the dream changed. My old teacher, Ms. McCandless had split into two! One was laid back, kind, the other was a strict buzz-kill. I was under the authority of the kind one. It seemed we were at the beach, and... I opened my eyes while underneath the water. It was.. CLEAR! VERY clear! Extremely vivid, beautiful ocean floor. I was concerned about the state of my eyes, and although I could not feel pain, I'm sure it was not good for them. I pulled my head out of the water, and... It became a pool. I seemed to not notice the change, and swam to a ledge, where all my friends were sitting, halfway into the water. The dream skips to a part where we're taking a test, however, the answers are all in front of us! There are several people's faces on a wall, all with their own set of answers, and I chose a tough looking guy. I wrote down his answers, but I had to keep writing and looking up to get his answers, as my memory was acting strange at the time. The numbers didn't change! If I tried hard, I could remember them, but I'm not in the mood. Anyways, it skips back to me and my friends on a ledge, and half of our bodies are in the water. We all say that our memories are seeming to fade, and we emerge from our loss of consciousness, in the same place. But we're all amphibians! I knew my amphibian was a cop, somehow. We looked somewhat similar to lakelarks/mirelark kings from Fallout 3/New Vegas. We saw more amphibians lounging near a small poolish thing, it was about 5 feet deep, and about 20-30 feet long. They were all lounging on chairs, and they had some sort of accent, like a nonchalant british accent. My friend asked them if they had ever heard of the human race. They said that they had, and that they all went extinct some time after all the animals were wiped out. I refused to believe this, and got a piece of film sheet that was laying around. There was a small cavern opening near them, and I lowered the film sheet down into it, and there was a flash, and a bat flew out. I raised the film sheet to show a picture of a bat to the amphibians. "Does THAT look extinct to you?!" They seemed interested, but not enough to get up and take a look. Had these beings really come to rule the earth? I woke up.

I just remembered several nightmares in which I became aware I was dreaming, but wasn't aware of dream control. This was many years back. I was running and hiding from a monster, I'm not talking 4 year old one eyed green thing, I'm talking huge ass scary monster with several teeth, and eyes, this thing would scare the shit out of a marine. I realized that this dream would be worse if I just kept running, because I'd be startled by my death, so I openly accepted being killed by it. I remember dying... It was painful. The minute that the extreme pain hit me, I woke up, my body feeling asleep. Back then, I was in a bunk bed, and when I woke up, I jerked up, and hit my head on the bars. That sucked. Well, the more I think about my dreams, the more old ones I recover.

I seem to have done this many times in my younger childhood, realized I was dreaming, and offered myself to the antagonist as an escape. How foolish, if only I had known!

I was in a village. Maybe you could call it a town. There was some sort of... monster. Something that the townsfolk couldn't kill. I knew that if I went outside the bar we were taking shelter in, I would die. The dream got hazy, and the next thing I knew I was face to face with the monster. I was lucid. I think I looked at my hands, because it struck me to stabilize the dream. After I got rid of the monster, I rubbed my hands together. I felt my hands rubbing together... I went into a void-like space. I woke up. I wasn't conscious enough to do a DEILD, so I went into a non-lucid. DAMN! This is progress... Anyways. I... I had a false awakening! I just remembered. I make a habit to do reality checks after awakening, but for whatever reason, I didn't. After I had awoken on my bed (I wasn't even sleeping on a bed that night) I went back to "sleep". Anyways, in the jumble of confusion of switching dreams, coming out of a dream or whatever, afterwords, I awoke in a field. This dream was linked somehow to the monster dream. Anyways, because I was watching Fullmetal Alchemist a lot before I went to bed, I stayed with me a bit. The vampire seemed to have transmutation circles spread out. She was going to make a sacrifice with it. Even though there were no people. o.O Anyways, I acted like I was with her, and then took a sword out of a transmutation circle and dueled her. She had the upper hand, as I was defending all of her blows, as I had to take the time to take the sword out, and she saw me do it. Well, she had me on the ground, and I was defending from her blows (Don't get excited) Anyways, I found myself back on my feet, and the dream ended after a few swipes at eachother. I just remembered another fragment! I was running from the police... It was VERY easy. I set off distractions as I ran, and I was thinking of going into a foggy area, then escaping out the back door. I had lost the cops before I got to the building with the fog in it. I walked into a different area... There were a few guys a bit older than me. Juniors or Sophmores, I recognized them in the dream. I was on a rock, considering jumping onto the roof that it was near. The building was old, it looked flimsy. I decided that I wouldn't jump for it (Darn it, that would have made me lucid!) I talked to the two guys for a bit, and we walked down a path that went past the house. I woke up.

This dream was VERY vivid. It was dark, the street was reflective, and it was the street my old house is on Maplewood Ct. The streetlights gave off a more white light, not a yellow one like in my dream. I had a sudden realization I was dreaming. There were a bunch of kids with some sort of power that were being hunted. I went to help them. I went into the back of my old house to find several frozen kids. One older looking teenager told me to clear the area. I told him, "I don't think so." He froze me with a gun of some sorts, but I unfroze myself and froze him, I did this with the rest. The group I saved and unfroze seemed pleased with the fact I saved them. It also seemed, that the three I saved were Terra Aqua and Ventus from KH BBS. I quickly became friends with the trio, and I seemed to have a stronger bond with Ven. I was trying to fly, and I could easily hover off the ground. I did a swimming motion. I was able to get around 40 feet off the ground before getting a bit scared. He told me to will myself up and not be afraid. I did so. I was very afraid. We decided to head to New York to blend with the freaks. I couldn't fly, so we took a boat-ish thing. Apparently, this boat went below the earth? No, there was molten hot lava in the sea. Anyways, the hold seemed to have water passing through it, and with that, lava. I was in the hold, and willed a shield around me. I was practicing my flying, and I knew it wasn't long until we hit New York. I woke up. :(

During the dream, I seemed truly lucid but for a moment. The rest of the dream, I knew that I would not keep my superpowers after a certain point in time. It seemed I sub-consciously knew I was dreaming.

This was the dream that inspired me to go and pursue lucid dreams.

On a third note, I've noticed that noticeable memories cause me to go lucid, because I know that I won't be going back to that place for a while. Not sure how this might help me, but it would be really nice to get a helpful comment about said pattern.