Sheddler

Dream Lucid Reality

The minute I entered this dream, I knew I was dreaming. I noticed that whenever I had a dream about my Middle School, It was lucid. This was most likely because I just promoted, and it's Summer Break. I was at the South East end of the school, near a slope that went down to the basketball courts. I had a hard time figuring out what to do. I didn't feel very much like flying, so I decided to get laid. For some reason, it didn't come to me that I could spawn a girl. I found one anyways and had sex. After this, I looked at my hands, on my left I had eight fingers! I laughed at this, then felt my hand, just for the hell of it. I could grab onto each finger. Goddamn that's weird. I then went to see how well electronics worked in my dream for future reference. The monitor in my room was a piece of shit, so I made a new one spawn. At first it wasn't a flatscreen, and I got a little frustrated. I imagined the new one again with my eyes closed, and my hand in front of where it would go- It worked this time. I remember that it worked fine, and I was a little let down. There goes a dream sign. However, I was still ecstatic that I was lucid, and the fact that I remembered to use my dream sign several times to not lose lucidity. After this, I got laid again, and woke up. I was drowsy and happy, and I didn't move a muscle so I could go back into the dream.

Most unfortunately, I didn't go back into that dream. Instead, I went into a dream fragment. Apparently, there were kids running around, and a woman. I think this was a woman I had sex with in the previous dream. She seemed passive and all knowing. I woke up.

DAMMIT! She might've been my dream guide! But I wasn't lucid to talk to her!

For whatever reason, I didn't care about my dreams when I had woken up, and now I've forgotten them. I did however remember one dream after the two , because I was more... awake after the last one.

I was on an island. I seemed to be on the shore. I was confused as to why I was here, and where I was. Directly in front of me was a tall rock wall. To the left was a path that split into three ways. To the left, was a bridge of some sort to a small locked room that went around the rock wall. To the right, was just a pier that went towards the water. I went straight onto a somewhat skinny slope that led onto a a bridge that led to another piece of land. Said piece of elevated land went up to some kind of cave.I assume this to be Nayru's (Legend of Zelda Goddess) shrine, as it was blue. I then had weapons in my possession, and things changed. There were monsters of some sort, wolves, a towering humanoid inferno, and a very strong sea creature that was severely damaging the towering humanoid inferno. I went down the path, killed two wolves that tried to kill me, and went back to the left path. There was a chest on the small pier next to the small room. I went to open it, and it disappeared! I had low gravity, so I could jump up and see inside the tiny room, as it was roofless. I saw the chest inside, and went to open it again, and it reappeared outside of the room. I decided to get help, and picked up the chest. I took it up to get help from somebody so they could open it while I held it. For whatever reason, I knew it was Din's treasure.

I woke up.

I was outside a castle it seemed. There were some hostile animals that I easily overpowered. I went into the castle. It seemed to be a LoZ style dungeon, and that's all I remember about it. I got up to the boss and... It was an administrator from a game I used to play! It was John Shedletsky, AKA Telamon from Roblox! What a strange antagonist. He was planning to rid the world of said game, and I defeated him just in time to save it. I was walking around, and nobody in the game had noticed my huge achievement! What a bunch of jerks. I then realized why I had quit the game.

The dream changed.

I was in front of a crashed spaceship. For some reason, I knew that there were people alive in it. I opened it up, and a few people came out. They were very cranky, and they started getting violent. Some voice told me to cool them off, and I pushed them into a vat of very cold water. Apparently, their radioactivity was making them hot and cranky, and a vat of cold water fixed it. Strange. I was then in the spaceship for some reason, and we were drifting towards the sun. I then had in my possession, a parachute-like object. With said object, we had enough weight to drift downwards. I had saved the day again.

The dream changed.

I was an older teenager, and the time frame seemed to be in the late 50's. I had a modern car, and it was very nice. I had shown up in an auditorium with it. There was a large group of people, mostly girls in the middle of the auditorium. Some square had a nice car too. He seemed to think his was better than mine, so he revved his engine. It sounded nice... until I revved my engine. It was VERY loud. The girls squealed. The man, enraged by the fact that my car was better than his, took off- I saw that as a challenge to a race. I had to go around the group of people, who were loving every minute of this. I eventually got outside, and got ahead of the man. For some reason, My car needed Helium to go faster. And even stranger, I thought that I had to pull my pants down to my ankles and have my ass hang out of the seat to get more. While hanging onto the steering wheel, I wondered how the car was going with no feet on the pedal. I ignored this illogical finding. I won the race with the helium I had "gathered" and when the opposing driver got out, it turned out to be a girl. She said if I wanted anything for winning the race, and I said her pants. She took them off and gave them to me. I put them on. She then teased me for wearing a girl's pants, and I was reluctant to tell her why I had asked her for them. I told her, and she laughed, I took her pants off, to have my pants right underneath hers... She put her pants back on, and taught me what I could do to avoid another trouser-less race. For whatever reason, I wasn't attracted to her without her pants on. Although, I didn't pay attention to her legs when I was talking to her. I seemed polite. The dream ended when I found out how I could change my car so that I could keep my pants on for a whole race.

This has to be one of my strangest dreams.

The first one started as me being Maximillion from Dark Cloud 2. (Damn, my video game related dreams are constant!) I was being taught about some sort of advanced or heavenly society, when after going into a couple rooms, I ran into... Bowser? What the fuck? I haven't thought about Mario for years, but okay. I outsmarted him several times, and he turned into a surrendering friend. The dream got hazy, and now I'm in a race up a building. However, this was unlike any building I had ever seen. There were only inclined slopes that went up, and they were thin, with no railing, so one could easily fall down. The pathways got smaller as you got higher. I ran up with ease, then started going slow. Apparently, the only person crazy enough to not quit and keep on going was Paris Hilton. She wanted the reward. She kept on saying these stupid animal names for a pet. Things like, "Dr. Snuggles". I didn't know what the reward was- until I won!

It was a stupid little pink cat! I was pissed, and the dream got hazy. Next thing I remembered, was I was returned to the bottom. I was holding a... Pink KFC leg? Well, it was slightly sweet, and delicious. I guess I must have killed that cat and turned it into fried chicken. I'm sure Paris Hilton was pissed. Oh well.

I'm not entirely sure about when my dreams were during the night/day Because I kept getting woken up. It's a miracle that I managed to remember this much. However, that wasn't even the whole thing! Here's the swimming part.

I don't know why, but I was swimming with a group in an irregular swimming pattern. After swimming to one point, we'd swim back, and then go to a further target, still using the path we previously used, starting a new direction after swimming all of the previous path as well. I had won, finishing first. This dream kind of makes sense, as I've been swimming more than usual lately, and I've gotten better at it.

The next dream involves... Sex. Yep. It happens, but in a fragmented way. I was camping... There were a lot of girls in a group, and I was with a few guys in a group. Apparently one of the girls wanted to have sex with me. I was liking the idea, and I started hanging out with her. The next thing I know, I'm working at some sort of ride. The girl approaches, and I ask her what she's doing here, then surprises me with a hug. I say I'm working, and the dream gets hazy. I'm now in front of a house, and she's there. She's freaking out about the consequences of having sex with me, and I calm her down and tell her that there's nothing to worry about, that there's nothing I can't handle. I was concerned about condoms for a moment, but that passed, and I had sex with her.

I just remembered a dream fragment while typing this! Lucky me!

I was on a road of some sort... My memory is very hazy. I got to the end of the road... I used a missile launcher to shoot something evil... I got into a working motor home of some sort. I know that the dream was reminiscent of Fallout: New Vegas Old World blues.

It seems that my dreams tend to make patterns of two. I just noticed that whenever I have a bad dream, I go lucid to make it stop. This did not happen this time. I was in a Brink map... It was the same terrain as terminal, but a different appearance. It seemed similar to the place with ramps in Jak II. Video games have been frequent in my life, so it only makes sense for my dreams to contain them. Me and a friend were making our way to a location, we wanted to get laid. We used parkour all the way to the hot springs where many attractive Asian women were. We were about to make ourselves comfortable, when something happened that made the women want to leave. I don't quite recall what this event was, but we left the vacant hot springs to find more women. After searching, we could not find anymore, and the dream changed. I was in... New Vegas? Wilfred, the dog from a TV show, (guy in a dog suit with a British accent that everyone else sees as a regular dog) was leading a HUGE pack of dogs into the Ultra-Luxe Casino and hotel. I, of course, was Bryan from the show. I ran up to Wilfred and talked him out of it. He told me one day, I would regret this. Everything went black, and a white text came into sight. It said, "Three years later". I was in Wilfred's owners house, and I knew Wilfred was dead. However, there was some sort of chute for something, and when I opened it up, a Yao Guai Wilfred was sitting inside. For those of you that don't know, Yao Guai look like this: http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:A...VB7z4ggAiZhGfx And this. http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:A...IHyGr0-jPA4gTQ

I took Yao Guai Wilfred on, in a Soul Calibur 2 fashion. I used several throws on him, kicked his ass out of the arena. I then had to use bombs on two opponents I was fighting at the same time. I used bombs to kill them, and won, then woke up.

I was in Wind Waker, it seems. There was some sort of barricade, because the Deku tree was spitting bombs. I seemed to be link, and the Koroks were holding the barricade. I got hit by bombs that went over the barricade around twice before a humanoid came up. It appeared to be Medley. I sensed that Medley was male for some reason, and the son of the Deku tree. Medley through these... Bottles? at me, and I threw my boomerang at him in retaliation. I then threw a bomb at his feet, and he backed up towards the edge, I sensed that he wanted to negotiate, but that ended the minute he threw a damn bottle at me. I jump striked him into the water, where he died. At this point the Deku tree was TOTALLY pissed, and started spitting bombs like crazy. I sprinted back to the barricade, but he was aiming the bombs perfectly. They went over the barricade right over my head. I dodged them until I woke up.

My first dream started in a field of snow, and a Mexican kid was throwing snowballs, however, the snowballs would kill on impact and I had to dodge them. The kid had a great arm, but snowballs are easy to dodge, so I made my way across the field to the kid, and he suggested to go inside. His father looked to be a stereotypical Mexican gang-banger. I was slightly intimidated, but I knew I could take him. I instantly regretted my thinking he was a gangster, because he offered me coffee and to play a game with his child. When the game was all said and done, my memory starts to get hazy. He says something about coffee, and we were in his basement. He wanted me to find AIDS to put in someone's coffee. The man was obviously totally insane. I acted like I got some, and went to leave- but he knew. My memory becomes hazy again, and I've fallen down a shaft of some sort. There's a slot in the front, and I crawled, out, and I cannot remember my surroundings whilst outside of the box. All of a sudden- Captain America fell down the shaft? For some reason, I had experience of being a hero, and sympathized with his failure. I then got back up the shaft and into... The world of Futurama? I was fry, everyone greeted me then started conversing, and then-

The dream changed. I was in a car, following somebody, but they sped up, and we crashed.. It was GTA IV style... When we wrecked the car, me, my father, and my brother got out of the car. There was a gang shootout and I took my knife out. I ran up and stabbed a man with a shotgun in the heart, then slit his throat, I then jumped over the falling body of the first and sliced the other one up. There was a man shooting at me, and I sidestepped to... DODGE HIS BULLETS? I grabbed his gun in one hand, held his shoulder in the other, then pumped him full of rounds with his gun. I reloaded (Where the hell did I get that magazine?!) and continued to knife the others. We got up to a room that we took cover in. The mob bosses were firing upon us, so I went out and sliced three times into a man's stomach, then stabbed his forehead quickly and returned to cover. A man came into the room with a butterfly knife, I laughed, slit his wrists, he dropped the knife, and then I killed him. A kid came in charging at me, but my father grabbed his armed hand, twisted it, and threw him against the wall. He said "You're safe now." The kid scoffed at this remark, and I could tell he had not given up. His eyes were darting, and he sliced my father. I thought my father could handle the shrimp, so I didn't stop him. My father punched him in the face right after his neck was slit- (In a "that's GOT to hurt" fashion) and I said "OH, HELL NO. " raised my gun, and shot the kid in the face. I woke up before I saw the damage done to my father.

In the beginning of the dream, I was a small child of an unknown ethnicity, and my skin was brown. I think I was Puertorican. (I know my spelling's off.) There was a man in a mob that had my father, the father said, "LISTEN TO ME, Your mother and I love you very much, and be good to her when I'm gone, goodbye, son." I ran to him and hugged him, but the mobsters got me away from him. I went back inside the building I came out of when I heard the commotion, because I was scared I would see him killed. I changed my mind and waited until I heard them walking away, and then followed them to their Base of Operations. At this point, I seemed to be invisible to them, so I looked around the place looking for clues. I became distracted, and then I became myself again. At this point I was no longer invisible to them, and was kicked out and grouped up with... My PE class? Strange, but furthermore, the mob boss was our teacher, yet his appearance from our regular teacher had not changed. He told us to get into four groups, and told a leader of that group to pick the people who were going to die, and those that would be allowed to live. I was allowed to live, and I felt a strong sorrow for those who did not. I told them to run, but they did not. The few selected to live stepped forward, and we were to be tested on... Magic? I was utterly confused when I got my wand and scroll with the rest of my peers, however after a few minutes they had disappeared, and I was sparring my father's murderer with magic. He shot out a few at me, I was barely dodging them, when I landed a hit on him. He said something how that spell was related to his old wife, and I pitied him, but little did he know, my guard was still up, and I dodged his spell with difficulty as I was trying to put up a ruse of weakness for him. After that, I shot him with another, and he was blasted onto his arse. These wands and spells were weird, as the wands were like a conductor's baton, and the spells were like levels of charging on my periferal vision, kind of like in Fable 2, but horizontal instead of vertical. I don't understand how it worked, as I would choose my spell instead of charging for it. The rest is a blur, and the teacher was weakened by something that somebody had put down, and I helped him out. Then, I woke up, not remembering my dream, I tried to go back to sleep, and then remembering it while falling asleep, then waking myself up to do my dream journal. Dream recall is VERY easy for me, and going lucid is more of a random encounter.

In this dream I started off as one of my real friends, Zach. Zach has a stoner look and he's very laid back. I was in a house that I do not recall, (but must have seen at one point, as that's how my brain works) and it seemed to be in a desert. there was some sort of party going on and it was filled with children. I went out to do something and I heard screams- my instinct was to run back into the house, and I did. There were dead bodies on the ground, and I wondered "[I]who did this?[I]" I then noticed a ghost. I don't know how I noticed it, but I knew its presence. It went right up to me and stopped. I felt as if it were talking, but I could not hear it. This is where my memory fades and I become myself again. I am on top of a high plateau with rock walls around me(the rocks were a beautiful red) And it was overlooking the town. I went to the town, and Zach was there, telling me about the ghost, and how for some reason we were safe. I asked why, and he said he didn't know. My memory fades again and there seems to be an interview with a teen. Apparently, he is the killer and as the interviewer asks him why, he said, "I don't know. I don't remember doing it."

I've noticed that my dreams involve violence, and while I don't partake in the violence that is wrong, I still concern myself over if I should be dreaming this often about innocent killings

My dream recall would have been better, if I had not been waking up and falling asleep throughout the entirety of the dream. I need to focus more on being lucid, and that's the most difficult part for me.

Okay, so before I fell asleep I was working on trying to get Fallout 3 to work on Steam, and it was truly stressing me out. I finally got in FOSE, but it still didn't work. The stress must have followed into my dream, because I dreamt about it. I was in the game, and I had a silenced 10 mil with another gun I can't remember. I was shooting up raiders in the Springvale school with a silenced 10mil and silenced miscellaneous gun, and it was very realistic. There were no bullet sponge super mutants, no unrealistic gunfire noises. Blood splatter with ricochet, grey matter with skull fragments. It seems that all of my dreams are vivid, now that I notice. This may or may not be my mind just filling in the less detailed areas. The reason why this entry is so informal is because I'm very tired, and about to go to sleep. Goodnight, Dreamviews, and I hope that I can throw this piece of shit computer out the window, and get one that can support a wonderful game from 2008.

I was in an Amusement park. It appeared to be a waterpark, as the pipes that contained the slides were leaking drops. This dream was vivid, and I was not aware it was a dream. I was trespassing in a closed-off area of the park, under said slide. There were walls around me, and I could hear someone crying for help outside of the walls. This wasn't particularly alarming to me for some reason, but I still felt the need to run over and help. When I got there, there were three people in a smaller water tank, and six people in a bigger water tank that was right next to the smaller tank. It seemed that the smaller tank was an execution tank, and there were wires set up to shock those in the water. A little girl on a red tricycle was playing near the tank. Another little girl appeared that did not agree with the execution, but was linked to me and the tricycle girl. For some reason, I felt as if I knew the second girl that appeared, and felt comfortable asking her if the tricycle girl had made this "toy". She said, "Ummmm..." as if considering telling me or not. At that point I knew, and walked closer to the tricycle girl, and said, "This shit won't be tolerated, you're coming with me."

And then I woke up. I woke up at around 4:30 AM as if I had a determination to remember the dream. I fell back asleep and dreamed of something that had a very memorable feeling to it, but I can't remember that dream. I remember every bit of the dream now that I remembered at my first awakening.

Second explanation of first entry: The reason I chose that topic is because I had a dream the night before last night that I was with Ven, Terra, Aqua and some other characters. Somebody was after us, and I was able to make it so that my friends and I could escape. We became friends then, and got on a ship together. I was practicing flying, and not very affectively when I woke up. I found this dream very pleasurable and appealing, so I'd like to have more of them. It seems I need to focus more on dream realization that dream recall, as my dream recall is terrific as long as I have a will and determination to do so.

Okay, I'm just starting to get serious about Lucid Dreaming, so I'm keeping a journal. Before, I only kept my dreams remembered with a strong will, but I forget some parts often times.

My goal is to have dreams that feature me and my dream-made friends. For some reason KH BBS characters appeal to me as friends, so they will feature Ven, Terra, and Aqua. More friends will come as the journal progresses.

I will have powers that are not too overpowering and we will adventure through parts of the world. We may even go to other worlds. We may even do something beyond my understanding, but something that I will experience nonetheless. Our primary method of transportation will be flying. We will have weapons handy for defense all the time, as creating them for my friends is an obvious unnecessary task. I WILL spawn some baddies if things get boring, but in dreams, nothing is typically boring. :)

I have an strange yearning for people to know my dreams and read them. Thankfully, I'm in the right place to satisfy that.