shiraniaori

Dream Non-dream

There is a good chance none of this will interest you. If you wish for an adventure or some sort of tale of grandeur, then this won't tickle your fancy.

First part I was in a school. I wasn't sure what happened but I was in my high school and I saw a couple of kids get into trouble, I had a feeling of dread, they were getting lots of people in trouble. I walked to the front and saw the school cop talking to my friend. He looked me directly in the eye. Shit. I had cigarettes on me, and bud? Maybe. I just had to leave (my house is within walking distance of my HS, so I ended up leaving during passing period without discipline many many times). I walked towards my normal ditching spot, when I saw Alex come up to me. He was in my Health class 3 years ago, I haven't talked to him since (and even then not much). He asked if I knew what was going on. I said no. He said "Well would you wanna ditch with me?" Funny, I told him, he could ditch with me if he pleased, I just had to leave before I got in legal trouble.

Suddenly a picture arose in my minds eye. They blocked my ditching spot. I don't know why, I don't know how I knew, but it was indubitable. "Shit!" I exclaimed. "Come with me, were going through the courtyard." There was a courtyard in the middle that cut through the school, it was the quickest way to get from front to back. I checked my back really quick, the school cop was tailing me. Why were they interested in me? What did I do to stick out. I walked briskly through the courtyard. A teacher grabbed Alex. It would be pointless to grab him, he would get in trouble for trying to ditch, but he didn't carry anything illegal on him. Besides, he must have had some heat on him for the teacher to grab him instead of me... Although he was smaller. I opened the door farthest from the front. This door opens to the freshman hallway. There are never deans there, and despite it being the "freshman" hallway, enough upperclassmen were there to cover me from eyesight. Not to mention the hallways were short with quick turns. I lost the school cop and went out of the door running to my house.

I memory lapsed. I was on my way back to school. None of the preceding part was remembered, I only thought that my teachers would be disappointed that I had finished no work. I went the long way around school and I got onto the campus when I realized that I had a doral cigarette in my ear. Good thing I didn't go into school XD. I checked my phone to see if I had time to smoke it, or if I had to ditch it. It was 6:58. School didn't start till 7:20, I had time without a doubt. I smoked it and walked around the school (staying off campus grounds, that would be illegal).

I memory lapsed again. I was talking to my mom. I asked if I could go to Misha's house (my neighbor). She said it was fine, I walked over and he wasn't home. I asked his little brother where he was, and he said he was with my brother in X's house (I don't think X was a real neighbor of mine). I walked over to X's house to see if Misha and X wanted to go somewhere. When I got inside I saw X on his computer, and he said that Misha was upstairs. On my way up I saw four little black brothers talking. I heard Natasha ask what I was doing (by my name, she didn't know I was around the corner). The brothers all said I was drinking over around the corner. I said I wasn't drinking, but I felt stupid because I'd figured they'd assume my actions were out of drunken stupor, instead of just regular stupor. I walked over and around the corner, I saw Natasha and then she disappeared. Behind her, a blender appeared. Assuming she'd turned into a blender, I asked the blender for a hug. I looked around to see Natasha, somehow just to my left. I gave her a hug, I haven't seen her in over a week. Not a single thought of her adultery went through my mind. I was genuinely happy to see her. I turned around.

My mom had just walked in and "cracked down on the party." She heard the kids saying I was drunk, asked why I wasn't at Misha's. I explained that I had just gotten there a moment ago and she laughed and said nice try, I was going to be grounded.

I woke up with 2 thoughts. The first that my mom is giving herself unnecessary stress with her recent worries about me. She believes I am a ne'er do well because of a recent misunderstanding. This upset me. But not as much as the second thought, which was that despite Natasha's actions, I hadn't a single aversion to her in the dream. I wonder how much I care of her adultery. I wonder how much more or less others would care. To me it felt like an unfortunate show of character, a reason provided to never stay with her, although a reason never once hoped for.

Dream

I was at a diner, asian of sorts, with a man, and he had glasses, somewhat nerdy looking, very familiar, skinny, seemed to have an important job, a suit. He was a model agent. He was A.J.s model agent. Her and a friend sat down with me, after we perused the shop a little, in this I also explained the multiple forms acid comes in, and the pros and cons of each. We talked for a while of randomness, and I learned that a.j was a model. I wasn't too surprised, but she always was short for model standards. She left for a minute.

My friend said something about how she enjoyed herself so much. How she was awesome. How she was lovely. The model agent also said that he loved how she acted and what kind of person she was.

"Wait, does everyone here think that AJ is amazing?" I asked. I said that she was beautiful, but most absolutely angelic...

D's mom came up after LSD was spoken of and said, "Acid? Does anyone have pot hahah?" and left.

Time lapse. I was in my house. Many people were outside, scurrying. It seemed something was happening, then the first one came. I saw it over the trees, a rock, a boulder, massive, coming straight towards us. I went outside and out ran it. My brother hid downstairs. There were preparations people had, they wanted to fight it. I didn't know how.

I ran outside, I was in shorts, I needed to find out where this thing was, then maybe we could shoot it, snipe it, something. I helped with the reinforcements for a minute, making a small trench type indent, and then ran inside, and looked out the back window. I saw it, it saw me. A large platform coming up from one point into a circular platform, all red-brown with a double gate around the top. It was no more than a few miles away.

I ran downstairs. I needed pants, work pants, to run well in the terrain. Wait, pants? It's too hot what am I thinking? It would be a good idea to protect my feet, but I didn't have time, I had to deal with it. I looked around, and I found something called a bubble blaster. It was a form of a cannon, but it looked like a toy. It was heavy as a cannon though, and since the aircraft saw me, it was hard to dodge the boulders coming at me. I was about to run outside when I heard a huge boulder skid the ground. I walked outside, there was a hole that seemed like an earthquake parted the ground. I figured my dad was dead. Was he? I don't know, I have to kill this thing. I ran out, my neighbor was near me, I placed the bubble blaster on the ground, and I then looked at the aircraft. It seems 13 degrees northeast. Wait no, it's definitely more than that. I need to know how strong this blaster is. I put it to 23 degrees and fired, it went about 20 feet with a saddening pebble. That was bad. Five shots left. My first thought was that the thing was useless and I should find something else.

But my intuition knew better. I grabbed the thing again, and I saw that the air craft changed shape, it was now a circle, a floating sphere toward the north of us, completely visible over my own house. I asked my neighbor how far away it was. He didn't know, I told him that if we don't get it down, everyone dies, he repeated himself with tears in his eyes. I found a windup on the left side of the cannon, and a large dinosaur shaped piece of tungsten came out from the top about a foot. I fired.

The degree was perfect, it went the perfect distance, and the perfect strength, it was a boulder, about half the size of theirs, but the worst aim. Off by a mile at least, more east then north. I tried again, this time making the aim as well as the degree, which I brought up by about 3. This was a good shot. It seemed to hit the lowest platform on the sphere, where a small engine was, it immediately took flame. But the sphere was still getting closer. By this point it was nearly above my house, I had 2 shots left, I changed the cannon again, I saw to my left 2 of my neighbors deaths come from above, no time for it though. I saw the second platform as well as the engine there, I fired.

This hit spot on. It seemed to actually hit a member of the aircraft before igniting the second engine. It was a larger ignition than the first one, and the aircraft slowed down tremendously. At this point it was nearly at a standstill it seemed. It was over my house, off by a few 100 feet or so. I wasn't sure if the blaster could get the right angle to shoot at the topmost engine. I only had one shot. It all depended on me. I saw the top most engine, about a mile above us, I had to shoot now, while they were still in front of me, instead of above me. As I shot the last boulder, the last blast, I followed it carefully with my eyes, as if time slowed down.

It hit. It actually would have missed if they weren't trying to go closer to us. Their protection was their downfall. I felt happy. A sudden realization swept the smile from my face, when I realized that all of this crafts engines were ablaze, this thing was going to blow up. This thing was going to blow up big time.

I ran as fast as possible, it was odd though, I wasn't scared. I knew I was going to die, I just felt it was natural to run. Isn't it?. I made it maybe ten feet. My eyes left my body, I saw myself, as if I were hovering above myself, burning, as if a lunar rocket went off directly above me, my body instantly deceased and slowly burned to ash. I stayed outside of my body though. As a new sense of knowledge swept over me, a sense of truth, and a sense of happiness. I started narrating what happened afterwards.

In death, I had my wish granted, to live a full life. But I was unable to in my current state. So they had me sent to Earth, and although I could not feel the sensations, they gave me a human suit (red) which provided them for me. I felt the first breath of air touch my suits lungs. The first time I used a diaper, it was the suit that made the sound. The first time I kissed a girl... she wasn't naked, but my first crush. The first time I felt love. The second, and last, time I died, with a sense of truth and happiness, and the touch of my beloved wife, my last sense was that of true love...



I woke up with a very sincere feeling of accomplishment, and of happiness. I felt like the main character of a movie with a happy ending. I also woke up with a strong desire to see AJ again, Who I've only hung out with once, and haven't seen for about 2 years.

Non-lucid Awake

Last thing I remember is a cannon, an old black powder cannon. I remember pulling it, the pull of the rope trigger shocking my eyes open just as the cannonball hit something. The sound of the cannonfire was drowned by my real body's senses, mostly, the sound of the power going out in my house the same time the cannonball hit its target.

I close my eyes. I'm in prison now, a strong prison apparently. It was a fairly small room, with two cells in it across from each other, neither of which long enough to stretch the length of the whole wall. There were windows of what appeared to be a chain link, like a fence. On the wall perpendicular to it there were also windows, but instead they had iron bars, like full jail cells.

There was 4-6 people in my cell, and another 4-6 in the other. The guard (who appeared to be Morgan Freeman) walked around, but after a few hours stepped out. I talked to the men. "So do any of you plan on staying in here?" I asked. None of them answered. "Do you want to get out of here or not?" I asked a little more belligerently.

"There's no way out," one of them in the other cell said.
"Did you ever know that if you piss on your shirt it becomes strong enough to break through iron?" I asked calmly.

It didn't take much longer for one of them in the other room to take off their shirt and start urinating all over it. Then someone in my cell did the same. "We need to work together and stay together," after we pulled for a while, the iron bars broke, and we each got out of the window, we left through one of the two doors in the room.

I see Guard sitting in a chair next to a well lit pool table, and there were stairs on the wall nearest to myself. "Hello there," Mr Freeman says.

Oddly I didn't feel any fear, or any sense of urgency. Normally a man would run upstairs and hope his speed would outmatch the guard's, or that they wouldn't be the one who got caught. The only thing I thought was
"What's the score here, what's next?"
"Well, as you'll soon find out, there's $50,000 up those stairs. Enough to guarantee your freedom, or to get me into retirement," he said calmly "now we're going to play a game of pool, and whoever wins, gets it."

So we played. He broke and got a solid in, then he got two more in. I played and got one stripe in, he got another two solids in. I saw my chance for a great shot, and shot three stripes in, but got one solid in at the same time. Shit, good shot though. We played a bit more, then we each had one ball left.

Then I noticed someone shot in the 8 ball, I think it was me, might've been him. As I was about to explain to him that I generally don't play where you lose if you hit the white ball, he looked at me and said "I've been working for 40 years, I got my money, what I don't have is freedom. Besides, listen, I was a military man, to me, you just had some friendly fire."

I asked him if I killed someone with the shot...

I was walking through the forest with the men, near my old house. I realized I was the leader of them. Why not? I broke these men out of prison, I gave them freedom. These thoughts made me realize that I didn't know these men at all. All but two of them could take me out no problem, but I have their respect, I better keep it if I wanna keep my life.

I wondered the severity of my crime, but more importantly, of theirs. If any of them were famous. None of them looked familiar. If we were lucky, they would only show a picture of the worst of us on tv. This would still make things difficult for us. No matter, we ate about 6 hours ago, it's now 2:30 AM. Sunlight's coming out early it seems. All we needed was sleep for now.

I led them to my old escape, the abandoned house. As I went there though, there was a light on. I tell my men to stay back. I look over, I realized it isn't the abandoned house at all, at least not anymore, it's fully done. As a matter of fact, I've been here before, in one of my other dreams... Stole a kid's skates, purely accidental, if I remember correctly.

I tell my men I know of a better place, we go about a half mile west, and I see a sort of treehouse. Seems familiar, seems safe... I told my men to follow me. There wasn't a ladder or anything, but a series of boards that went up it like a spiral staircase stuck to the walls. The boards were weak, and would sway easily, I had to shift my position constantly to stay balanced. We made it to the top and I saw a mattress, I could've sworn it was my own. To the right of the bed was my shoes, they've been lost for about a month, and a camera, my camera I haven't seen for years.

I look at the camera, 8 pictures, the first one was a platypus, as I move the camera away, I see a platypus waddle around on the floor, then jump out of the tree. I continue wading through the pictures, there was one of a cat walking on the boards, and another labeled dragon, which was of a column like foliage going between two trees, then another picture was under it, with a green chinese dragon in the same position, with no trees.

Depersonalization. I seemed to have left my body to follow three cats, as they jumped up the boards towards where I was. One of them jumped on the smaller one, and they carried him/her up to the top of the boards, then up the wall a while when the smallest cat jumped onto the large one, then onto a platform that I hadn't noticed earlier. I saw the platform from a worm's eye view so I couldn't see what was on top of it, but I felt it was something important that the cat was going to get.

I was back in my body, laying on the mattress, and I heard all of the guys start raising their voice, nothing aggressive though. "You all better shut up if you don't want the neighbors to come here," I stated fairly loud. Which was true. I now remembered where I was, just east of a castle of sorts, I remember it in my other dream... No cops, but it was a fairly evil place.

I also noticed the large amount of noise that happened just before they rose their voices. It was a hawks cry, then the sound of mice and snakes, "That hawk was just looking for some food, now that it's done, you'll be heard quite easily," I stated quietly.

Dead Silence.

Afterward I had fragments of us going into town hooded (so cameras couldn't see us), and trying to chop the power line in NYC with a shovel. Why? So we could have a distraction to get the attention off of us. Duh.

Length: Multiple hours
Technique: DILD
Non-dream Dream Lucid

Anyway, I just woke up from this a couple hours ago.

It started off with me in a god damned warzone (because of call of duty). I was fighting the vietnamese (in a vietnam forest), but I wasnt really theyre enemy, I shot the ones that came towards me, but only in the arm. After a few hits, they realized I wasnt there to hurt them. I ran past them. I was looking for Sergio. Who was he? I don't know. But I did know that I was sent there by my dad specifically to pick him up. He said he was a 3rd cousin, or important relative or something similar.

I found him hiding out in a trench, I just knew it was him. He was surrounded by two people shooting at him, my people. He was shot once in the liver and once in the arm, I shot one enemy down, and sneaked up behind the other before I stabbed his back. Then I called for a medic for them and quickly I picked up Sergio. I ran back, climbed up a ladder, and found 5 more of my guys, shooting at me, I took them all out.

I kept running, and passed by Sergios friends, they knew I was taking him to help. I ran all the way to my base. There was a helicopter, and my dad was there to pick up Sergio and bring him back.

I woke up, and I saw my dad. I was in my room, but, thinking of Vietnam, I asked him when I got up here. He said something like 3:30, but looked quizzical. There was a green globe next to him that attempted to assure that I was in a dream, but to no avail. I thought it was odd, and that I COULD be dreaming.

I fell back asleep. I was in a building of some sort, looked like a large mall with no shops. I was with either King Richard the 3rd or King Henry the 1st. While having a discussion, a huge amount of the wall on the side opposite of us broke instantly, and a large group of soldiers came out (30 or so). I had to protect the king.

Another group of soldiers came out from the ceiling (20ish), with a rain of glass, covered in black, our soldiers. There to defend the king. They threw me a gun, and I immediately noticed that there were 4 subgroups in our team, 2 on top, on the left and right, and 2 on the ground under them, centered more. I ran up the middle, and shot 2 guys down, the king was back with 3 soldiers, I checked back to see if they'd flank us. They didnt, good luck. I ran up and shot 3 more, all in the leg. 6 came to the left, and I found myself shouting, " to the left, to the left!", they were taken down instantly. I noticed that they were essentially following everyone who shouted, and they never said a word.

There was about twelve or so more, I told every one to get the high ground, the guys on top dropped broadswords (very nice ones too) onto the ground in front of a link between the left and right on the top. These soldiers, like fucking pros, grabbed the swords stuck in the ground, and then jumped, and used their arm strength to push up and flip onto the next level. I needed a sword, close range was coming up next. One of my team mates dropped a sheathed sword to me, and I grabbed the handle and flipped off the sheath like a total badass.

"4 to your right", they took them down, then there was the commander, with a slick sword, ready to run up to the king. "Go, go go!" I shouted. The one-half team on the ground shot the 3 guys around him while I ran up with my sword. He unsheathed and blocked me at the same time. The sword fight was absolutely engaging, but otherwise not a strong climax. After his deflection I swung once to his head, and he blocked. Then I swung to his right, where he blocked with his left hand's sheath, and attacked at the same time, I quickly parried and cut his shoulder open.

Afterwards I took away his sword, it was all over. I didn't kill him, but rather let the special ops take him away. Our team, without a single loss of life, stood guard the king while he sat down at a nearby desk. He looked at me with awe. He then pulled out a sword from under the desk. He said, projectively, "Today, we award this man with the highest honor, for bravery,resistance under pressure, incomprehensible leading ability, and for the savior of royalty." then looked at me and said "And for this, I hand you this sword."

The sword was similar to the soldiers swords, but not a broadsword, a double-edged sword, with a fancier decorative brown leather sheath. He told me he would immediately write me out the honor, as well as some special gift. He wrote them, and I felt something weird. "This isn't the first time your writing this," I said. "Why of course it is, no honor so high has been awarded in all of the history of my country."

I told him that I knew. Then I looked around, all of a sudden, tons of papers were flying around, and landed on the ground, the same strong paper the king was writing on. It was written in Old English, 20 papers. I told him that there was a subspace highway through here. An alternate universe where this already happened. I went to find it.

I found a door with a blackness inside of it. I jumped in. I was in a different dream altogether. I was lucid. I was in some dreary place, a building with a red tint, small hallways and metal elevators. There were four elevators, but the one I was about to go into was closing, and I didnt trust the sensors. I tried to have the next elevator have people in it. I went to the next one, it was filled with cardboard standups, fake people. I grabbed one and pulled it out. I turned around and saw the real people, they were my friends. It was the only big elevator, and I tried to put the cardboard in before the doors closed but I was too late. One of my buddies stuck his tongue out at me.

I turned around and went into the 2nd elevator (which now inexplicably had no cardboard things) and got in. No wonder they were laughing when they stuck their tongue out at me. This elevator was tiny. I barely had room to move. I knew I had to go to floor one, so I clicked the button. It said there were four floors, and 1 was the lowest, but we went up, and we went up for a great while. It felt like about 13 floors, and it went really fast.

My friends said they were confused. They first asked which floor to go to, then asked why they were under the first floor, and if the elevator was broken. It gave me a bit of worry, but I assured myself I'd stop correctly. I got out.

It was a leadup into a wakeup. I DEILDed into a dream.

It wasnt the same dream, not at all. I was in the back of a rolls ryce I think. I went out and saw a girl. "Hello," I said "You look fine this evening. I got out of the car, and noticed a much more... tempting... girl coming around in sweatpants. I also saw some girl come out of the passenger seat. Knowing it was a dream I knew I could do whatever I want, but even so, the seeming free will of my DCs was astonishing. The girl came out, it was an older girl. A teacher it seemed like (only guessed that because of what happened next, and her horn rimmed glasses). She went over and pulled the sweatpants down a few inches.

"Lets see how well she does," I look at her buttocks. I then hear "A+... not bad," as I see an A+ seemingly tattooed (but completely natural looking) on her hip. I ready myself to indulge and...

Damn, didn't concentrate for a minute. I ended up waking up, and my brother was above me. "Let's go play COD", he said. Always an interruption. I talked for like 30 seconds with closed eyes and he went away. I DEILDed back into another dream.

I was in the elevator building again, the same bottom floor with the four elevators. I went into the one I went into before (I had a gun) I immediately shot the shoulder of a man crouching. It was a king. The alternate King Richard (or Henry), writing something on those papers. He was rewriting. I had figured earlier that this place was a government building, but for it to go as high up as the king? He seemed intent on writing it, and absolutely terrified at the sight of me. He thought he was going to be taken away (when he realized I wasnt after about 2 seconds, he just kept writing)

That's when I woke up for the last time.

This was a pretty crazy dream. I felt ecstatically proud leading those groups of people, defending the king, and ultimately defeating the enemy commander. Something you just cant get from a video game...

Length: 60 min

Dream Non-dream

Lots of shit happened. It started off with me and 2 other people in an abandoned house of some sort. We walked around and found 4 other people. The mood was dark and dreadful around us, but our moods were happy and curious. Of the people we found one that had rollerblades and one that had a skateboard.

We left the house, it was the middle of a city, right by a four way four lane intersection. There was a big building next to us (the white house?). The roads were full of cars. We crossed the road, and there didn't seem to be any cars moving anymore. We saw T and Tr riding over to us with the skates and a skateboard. I tell Trevor I want to try to skate (inline). And skate I did. I teleported to the other side of the road, the cars weren't there. I was going maybe 15 mph, and I had to turn to the other side, I took a giant U-ey, and went from right, to top, to the left side of the street where everyone else was.

This is where we gather to talk about the machines. There were 7 of them, enough for all of us. They were like matrix machines, they brought us into a different world. These machines were made for us, in that house, even though we'd never been there before. Our business today was a bet. The world was in extreme danger from a giant machina, who would save it? Everyone put in $150 for themselves, whoever saved the world, got it all. I knew it was going to be me. I put in $110, and told them I'd pay back the $40... not like I'd need to pay myself an extra $40. For some reason Trevor, who was collecting all the money, asked if $20 of it was for him, since $90 was in 2 checks, and there was a $20 bill.

We went to the machines in the house. I laid back and closed my eyes.

I was in the other world. The same world we were just at I realized, or maybe a parallel to the street. There was indeed a giant machina, and we were all in mechs. "I gotta win that money" I thought. Then I thought I had to save the people even more. I attacked the giant machina, hitting his foot with an energy sword.

I woke up. There were so many other things in there, and I only have the faintest memory of it all. I went back to sleep afterward, but don't remember a portion.

I rarely have dreams with so many main characters, generally it's me and 2 other people, and I might have made it sound like that, but when I was exploring the house, and when we left the house, I was conversing with the 7 people the whole time. They did important things too, like set up the machines.

Length: 5 min remembered
Dream Non-dream

I was in a sky box, every 5 min or so, I would teleport to a giant pool they had a few stories lower, inside a building, seemingly made for this sport. It was some kind of water sport with vehicles, it might have been a race, but there were also tricks to knock the other players off.

I would always get in 1st-3rd, in the final "race" I got first, pretty happy. I talked to my agent (I think I called him my producer). We got into a conversation about a prototype racer, that had two steps for your feet, and those steps had a wheel, and then another in front like a tricycle, only it was closer up, and you stood on it like a segway (my parents and I talked about this earlier today, I rode one before, but don't remember the name).

We walked outside, it was dark out, there was a bridge over a river and past that a hill. I saw two kids from my school there, both I don't know well, but one is fairly infamous for his unnatural acting. I saw them both riding one of the "racers" and they were racing up the hill. "Kind of a weird dream," I thought "I talked about this earlier today..."

I hop on one and go up the hill, the river disappeared as I did. I remember going up the hill and seeing the sun rise as I hit the top, washing over me.

I had my DJ right next to me, but I couldn't find a pencil (I thought it was in my pocket) so my memory is a bit shoddy, and short, but otherwise accurate.

Length: 10min remembered.
Dream Non-dream

I found myself and two of my friends in a different plane. Was it a game? No, it couldn't be, this was another world. I could alter it though. Me and 3 of my friends were walking around. There were 5 "worlds" in there, or 5 levels, with mini levels in each one. I'm not entirely sure how I knew this.

We ran around, low level demons, we killed them no problem, I used my mind, one of my friends had a sword, another had a club, and the other was defenseless, and weaponless. I saw a Giant spider. I brought it to a dimensional rift, a hole in the ground that sent it to a hell, a drop of indeterminable length, that killed it.

I zoned out, it was just a game, I saw the menu screen. There were 5 worlds, and 4 levels each, but there were two level 5's. I thought "This game is dangerous, we're going to need help."

I go back in, and see the giant spider again. I use this laser pointer thing, and create a hole, then I say "how would you like to move down 22, over 30?" and I teleported it into the hole, and killed it (again). "This must be a dream..." Is it though? I looked around, is it a dream or a game? No time to find out, J, we need to call in Vinnie, he's strong. Or Nick, he looked pretty strong, never seen him fight. The more the better though, we need to shut this down." I was speaking of the game.

We called Vinnie, and Nick, but neither could show up, We got to world 3, and we decided to go back to world 1 for some reason. We found it had tons of people, "players."

You fools, it's too dangerous, they don't understand what will happen to their souls if they die...

I tell my friends we don't have time for this. I go back to the menu, world 5, level 5. We needed to kill this sucker.

Everything became hazy after that. We called Vinnie again, no go. We saw the demon, it was pretty evil looking, very generic. It was red with downwards horns and fiery breath. It was 3 times the size of a normal man.

That's all I can remember, but I felt that it was a memorable dream, I just didn't have a DJ around me at the time.

Length: 1/2-1 hour
Non-dream Dream

I feel that this is an important dream, and that I should transcribe it to my online DJ for some reason. It's the only dream which has legitimately repeated itself almost exactly the same, and with a few days difference.

This is both dreams in one writing, and I'll tell you the minor differences between them. The first time I had this dream I didn't write it in my DJ, and only felt the need the second time I had it. D1 = dream 1, D2 = Dream 2.

I was in a room, I believe it was in a large castle with dorm rooms, very medieval like. I grabbed a torch, and noticed there was a girl on the side of my bed (the bed?) who screamed and said there was a dragon outside. I looked out the window and saw the dragon, only the head/neck was visible from the window, but it was right up inside the window.

I looked on the ground, there were two swords, a curvy one (like a more curved katana) and a straight double edged sword. They both had interesting names (in D2 I noticed that I had subconsciously remembered the same names, even though I couldn't remember after I woke up, and I couldn't remember after D2 was over either.)

I put the torch in front of the window, the dragon would bite it, and bounce back, that's when I had time to hit it in the neck and do some damage. In D1 I noted how I was playing a strategic RPG game (I assumed it was a boss battle).

Once I won, I recieved a new sword, which was on the opposite side of my bed. This had a unique shape, it was curved one way, then a blade comes down next to the handle curving the opposite way (not like a staff or double sidded lightsaber, more like a rapier guard, but deadly.) I remember the name of this sword. Zalrog (I'm pretty sure. I might have misheard it from Zar'roc, Eragon's dragon sword, but I haven't read the book since it came out, and I doubt it.)

After I grabbed my new sword, I realized the dragon was my lover (Who?) a beautiful girl who for some reason reminds me of Shrek's wife. I think it's because her name was Fiona (I can't remember). In D1 I asked her if she wanted to be beheaded, and I told her of all the cool things that come from it. Like it was a class upgrade. I telepathically showed her 2 new abilities, and then showed her a mental video of her flying, then took her to a library when I showed her a future image of herself reading a book and getting a magic blue thing from it. I told her every time she reads a book if your beheaded you get an enchanted item. She said she would love to be beheaded, it would be great, so I chopped off the dragons head with Zalrog. She hit the floor, and I was shown to a temporary scene in which she bounced in a school next to me (3rd person) and looked pretty similar to the ogre head things from Spirited away. The scene changed afterwards.

In D2, I only get a small flashback of that happening, and say "oh yeah, and when you read books you get a magic item" and she declines. I figure that didn't make sense, she said yes last time, she must not have been as smart this time around. After that I was teleported into the same library, only she wasn't there, I was sent to a room with a short guy (midget-height) in the front of the room, it looked like a museum. He said that the trainers are next to the pictures of the gods whose abilities they train. I saw 6-8 trainers in small dips in the wall, next to large portraits. I looked to my left and saw one of a girl. She seemed rich and from an old time, and didn't seem very godly. I went to that trainer, and the scene changed.

I was at a large field with my friends. Lots of my friends. I thought it was wierd in D1 to be with so many of my friends at once (there was prolly 15 total), but in D2 I knew what was going down. We were going to slay the evil demon. Heres the major difference between D1 and D2. D1: We walk around a bit, we find a white building, and we go inside, and my memory lapsed until I remember we all ate a feast, and we all went into the forest with lots of food, and attacked a giant demon. This was raid boss-esque, only I was the leader of a party, which battled like in FF13 (Leader dies, game over, active time battle). We died 3-4 times, and then we won. I cut to a scene of me getting complimented on being the guy who slayed the beast, the game master.

D2: More shit happened.We walked to the same white buiding, only this time it had a guard, who wasn't much of a guard as he was a doorman greeter. We went in, it was a school. My black friend saw this janitor, and he said he looked familiar. He went up to the janitor, and said He was looking for his father. The man said he didn't know. He asked what his name was, and the black janitor said some name (Dean laurence) My friend said he was his dad. They both got a bit teary eyed and hugged. He asked what he did for a living, and he said he was the schools custodian. My friend said he was a custodian too, but then my other friend said, "and he's the principal to this school!" My friend looked like he just embarassed his dad, but Dean seemed mostly proud.

We went to the open field, which had stores and people. We sat down at a long table. It was the feast. I don't remember what happened during the feast, but after we all talked about slaying the boss, everyone was deciding to quit, that just getting this far was cool, actually killing it wasn't necessary, but I said that was bullshit.

I said "We didn't go all this way just to back out like a bunch of wusses. We started something, and we gotta finish it. We came here, with one goal, kill the fucking beast. We need to finish this, we need to kill this guy!" They were nonchalant about it and decided to kill the beast (we referred to it mostly as beast, but it was a boss/demon/dragon thing. It looked like ridley from metroid.)

One of my friends started to push the table back and forth. I decided to flip it on us. That got us to all get up and go. On our way there one of my friends talked to a girl, my friend asked her a question, and she got very mean. I told her not to make me sick Dean on her. She said "The janitor? Hahah" and walked away. I thought "...I really don't think she'd want a big black guy on her" (I later humorously disagreed with myself). We passed by another building on the way out. This one had showers. As we passed through it I didn't get very wet, then when I got around the corner past the showers, the fire alarm shower-thingys went off, soaking everything. "Haha," I said, "if you weren't wet before, you are now." When we were about to exit it was pouring, but abruptly stopped after less than half a minutee.

We went back to the forest back towards the building, to the right. We attacked the beast in a clearing. I had low health, got hit once, and died. Fuck

We went back in, I had low health again, I got hit once and died. Fuck. I went above where the beast was and under some trees was a shop for food, mcdonalds logo-ed burgers I believe. With about twenty of them in our inventory we went back. I had low health and died. Fuck

Repeated, I went and got the burgers. I told myself to remember now "Eat 2 first, I need health so I don't immediately die." I went and my part attacked the beast.

In D1, the battle was long, about 15 min, in D2, It was a memory lapsed battle, I can only remember the beginning and the end. In both D1 and D2 I ended up in the middle of a Rome-like city with gamers all around me, and a girl comes up to me and says, "you're the game master, that's awesome!"

This dream seemed very important to me, and very vivid. I'm putting down more dreams for the SD class, so expect daily updates, I just figured I'd put 2-3 of my old ones on there for now. I'm putting them all on my DJ before I copy/paste them into the class workbook.

Now then, I feel it is very important to ask this question. Did any of you have similar dreams? This happened on the night of the 7-8th and 10-11th of september, so if you would like to check your DJ that'd be great, I feel something important happened the days I dreamed it. And 9/11 has nothing to do with this.

Length: 30 min
Dream Non-dream

I was walking up a hill, and I saw my friend C at the top. I've known him for a while, but have just started really hanging out with him. He was there with a one hitter, I sat down and toked with him.

He said to hold it so people thought it was a cigarette. "I know the deal man," I said. We sat there and smoked for 3 minutes or so. I looked at it, it looked like a joint for a second. I then noticed that the weed came all the way through ,and it was all hollow. So now I noticed that the weed was burning the whole way through, and if I hit it wrong, I would burn my lips. I pucked my lips around it to avoid the embers. A little bit got in my mouth, but it wasn't hot. It was done, good high. Me and C walked around a bit, and he told me there was weed at the telephone pole I looked up, There was a telephone line going through a freeway. It was twenty feet above me, and I'd have to walk around to get on the freeway.

I told him "bullshit, no way" and he said he was joking. I left him and went to a flea market. I saw my mom there. We walked around and shopped for a couple minutes, then we started talking about drugs. I asked her if I'd get to drink with her next year when we went to Europe. She said of course I would, and that I'm gonna need to learn to drink before we go. I asked if she would drink with me now, and she said yes, but only in the safety of our home.

We drive home. She brings me to a bar that my aunt owns (apparently). It was a corner shop, a small rounded bar with a garage door instead of a normal entrance. She closed the garage door so no one would interrupt. My aunt asked me what liquor I would like. I asked her what kind she had. "Vodka, super vodka, vodka on the rocks, vodka mixed, sherley temple, pina colada, black forest, amputated leg (my friend makes these in real life, not sure if they're official or a home recipe) and the obvious choices of whiskey, UV vodka (I like my vodka), rum, kahlua, and wine."

"Well.... I'd like to try it all," just about the best thing I could have said. She made ma a sherley temple and I sipped on it while I saw her make "super vodka" during. She said the key to vodka drinks is to add a lot of ice. She put vodka half way up a huge blender (5 liters prolly) then filled it all with ice. She added some garnish and some red stuff, then added more ice till it was overflowing at the top, but it didn't overflow, because it all stuck together. She added half a shaker full of salt and all of a sudden it collapsed on itself, and the ice shrunk down with the vodka and whatnot so that it was filled with only 1/5 the way with ice/vodka. I thought it was a neat trick. Then she added more vodka and ice, blended it all up, and gave me a cup.

Strong shit, might I say. The weed was holding up well, and I could just start feeling the liquor, they put 20 shot glasses in front of me, with my mom, all different liquors. All of a sudden the place was crowded and I had to hide my drinking. She asked how it was, and I said it tasted good, but it wasn't "good enough" afraid to tell my mother I wanted strong drink. I took some sips out of my sherley temple and thought "I hate how dreams cause you to only be high/drunk if you think about it," I became more drunk from thinking that, and then walked out to the car with my mom.

I woke up. Overall, good dream.

I'm teaching myself to reinforce the idea that I'm dreaming when it comes up by focusing more about dreaming when I think it up. Should prove useful.

Length: 5 min remembered.
Dream Non-dream

Me and my cousin (26 or so yrs old) are in a dark feild, I'm half naked. I look around, there was a girl and some gangster. My cousin tells me that for the best sex ever, I need to "keep it up" for 5 minutes straight, and don't release. There was a garbage can there for my emissions, and another for the gangster.

The girl started to perform oral on the guy, and while watching, my cousin said in order to get the feeling, I'd have to choose one of my parents. I didn't know what for, and they said I could decide on the way there. When leaving, three girls (assassins) came to me, and said "We're going to kill them you know, that's the deal". They looked like witches from Bayonetta, but in all white. I pretended that I knew, and that I was one of them. I jumped up a small wall and did a flip, and they believed me.

Me and the girls drove to a house, where apparently my dad was, with full security. We broke in the window, then one of the girls dispatched a guard. She did a triple back flip, then jumped and did a 720 spin while shooting her gun, landed and spun on the floor, shooting her guns.

Then she attacked me, I (as a women mind you, I had turned into a bayonetta-style assassin) ran and slid under a chair, then spun around and shot them with my heel gun. I jumped up, and she spun around, I said (right before she did it) Triple backflip, jump, 720 spin, heel shot."

She looked at me and stopped after the flips. "...How'd you know what I was gonna do?" me and the other witches teamed together and said that she always did the same thing, she was so predictable.

I woke up.

For some reasons I've noticed my dreams always revolve around my dad rather than my mom. I'm not sure if it's because my dad's talked to me about dreams or if I'm actually "defending" him. This is my third dream lately where I've been in a team to defend him (or pretend I was with the attackers, and kill them).

Pretty interesting considering my dad says he gets attacked a lot in dreams.

Technique used: Autosuggestion/MILD
Length: 2 min remembered.
Non-dream Dream Lucid dream

I became lucid automatically walking through a mall, I started flying while I was becoming lucid. I almost went through the ceiling, then decided to fly to the ground and write in my DJ what I wanted to do in my next dream (as was the SD task). I grabbed a pencil out of my pocket, and was about to grab a notebook, but it seemed too big to get out of my pocket, instead of willing it to come out, I just looked down to find an opened notebook, full sized.

The notebook already had things listed in it. It was a list of maybe 10 things, each less than a line long. I was going to read through it, but decided to just write instead. I did notice however (reading one of the lines) it said "I'm going to shapeshift into a wolf", which is one of my prominent dream goals, so I'm guessing they were all dream goals.

I sat down and was about to write. A weird feeling came up. I felt my whole body shake as I sat still. It made writing difficult, but I ignored it. I thought it was interesting, but somewhat annoying (it's why I didn't read through all of it). I wrote really sloppily, but I got down "In my next dream I will..." Then I couldn't think of what to do. Walk through fire I thought, but it was too easy. I didn't feel like thinking of something good to do, so I simply wrote "walk on water." to end it.

Afterwards I flew away, to go shapeshift into a wolf somewhere, or walk on water somewhere (I don't recall doing either)

Next thing I can remember, I was reading someones dream journal. Something to do with meeting their true love in a dream, under a long (oblong) moon.

Next thing I know, my mom barges into the room, and tells me to get up, it's the third time in a week I've woken up with only a few minutes till school starts. With such an abrupt awakening I lost all my memory of the dream. I sat down and thought about it for a minute, so I wouldn't lose it all. I only remembered the moon part, then went to school and taped myself talking into a video DJ, which is when I remembered the part where I was lucid.

I still don't remember even 1/5 of it, and I remember I was lucid for over half the dream. Damn.

Length: 20 min
Non-dream Dream

I was camping with Lauren, Anthony, two other people, and someones mom.The mom told me and Anthony to come with them all to go into the words. I remember hearing something from her about how we need to take a shit in the woods. Anthony asked me why we were going, I said she wanted us to shit in the woods, cause it's good for it or something.

We go barefoot, following the mother into the forest. I was cool with the fact she wanted us to shit in a forest, but I didn't have to shit. I got to a ditch (gorge?) and was going to shit in it, but I didn't feel like shitting. So instead I let the mother get far enough to where she couldn't see us, then me and Anthony wandered around till we found this other campsite.

We found 4 guys around a table, and started talking to them. They said we should all chill together. We talked about where we lived, I remember them asking where we went to school, I said North, and they said they didn't know where that was, I said Saint Charles North, and they acted like they knew it, and they said they went to Aurora, and had to drive 13 miles to get here. Then Anthony and one of them started playing catch with something (*I think it was a CD or a frisbee).

All of a sudden, the mom (must've been Laurens mom) came up holding Lauren by the ear. "There is shit on her collar and it helps the fabric texture," she yelled, then looked at Dean and said "Alright, now you say it." Dean said he had shit on his shirt and he was proud (Lauren had a brown spot on her shirt, and Dean didn't) Dean seemed pretty embarrassed though.

It was pretty odd, I just kept my head down. The guys asked me and Anthony if we wanted to go to their camp and play some video games. We went there and they played Guitar hero while I watched. I walked away alone. I had to find someone, not entirely sure who, but I think they were back at where we all started. On my way there I saw an old lady, who had to walk up an old hill, and was having difficulty. I walked up it with her and said I was having problems too, since my foot was messed up (since it was once broken). We got over, and there was a far less steep hill we went up. At the top there was a vine attached to a tree.

The old lady said it was the fastest way, like a shortcut, and grabbed it and jumped off. She hit three branches on the way down, and when she came back (to normal ground level) she hit another one, hit the ground, and screamed she was okay. I thought (very clearly) I could do this because it's a dream, and it won't hurt. The scene changed immediately, it turned into a snowy area, and instead of a vine it turned into a rubber rope, that was attached to a zipline. She tossed it up to me and I thought "Fuck this, and walked to the left and slid down the snow. I woke up.


Not much to say there, but it was a fairly fucked up dream. I've never had a dream revolve around shit before, but then again my dreams seem fairly appropriate and even "mundane" most of the time.

Length: 15 min remembered.
Non-dream Dream

This is very fragmented but I'll write what I can.

Anthony and Jimmy came over, It was the middle of the night, they came up to my door and asked if I had weed. "Yeah, come on in, be quiet." Turns out, behind them there was another 5-7 people. I thought oh shit, but just gave the be quiet sign to them.

We all (surprisingly quietly might I add) went downstairs and sat down. I decided to go get some food, and everyone came up with me, everyone was decently loud this time. We all just sort of stood upstairs, and then my dad came down (from upstairs, to the middle floor, I have upstairs, middle, and basement).

He said something like "don't be bad" but he surprisingly didn't give a shit about the 9 or so kids right next to me. I was perplexed, but just told everyone to go to the basement.

Once in the basement, I checked my spot for my stash. It was hidden behind something by a bar (alcoholic, not structural), and instead, it was out in the open on the bar, except there was no weed, only my homemade steamroller. I went back and said my dad stole my weed, then one of the guys said anthony was hiding it from me. Anthony pulled out a gallon baggy with a few grams in it.

I think they started smoking it, and I think I took two shots of vodka, but I might have just memory lapsed into this scene. Me and Anthony went to a door where a water pump normally was in our basement. When we went through it it turned out that we were in a suite, a hotel, and there was some fancy stuff there. It was sort of the bathroom, but it was huge, there was onl y one toilet in another room, and it looked pretty shitty (ha). I noticed there were two people I know, and I saw 2 old guys in a hot tub. I said "Dude, I have to get into that hot tub, I would be sooo drunk!"

That's all of it. Notes: I was high and drunk when I fell asleep today. I know it's bad form to drink 2 nights in a row at my age, but it was a special occasion. It's 09/19/10.

Length: Anywhere between 10 min and an hour. Idk
Non-dream Dream


I go over to Laurens (I think) campsite. I saw lots of cool people, as soon as I got there I got smoked down (marijuana) by three ppl for about 3 minutes, and then I got into this hot air balloon. It was old fashioned, it had a wicker basket, and a giant balloon that was connected to the four corners by rope/string. 3 other guys were already in it, me and the guy at the other end kept pulling our strings to tip it, at first it seemed connected to the ground, and it was like a giant swing almost, then, we got outside, and it seemed that every pull on the string caused the hot air to rise up, and bring us up (abruptly) so we had to time our pulls correctly in order to go straight up. We went over to the left a bit, I memory lapsed, and was on the ground beside the balloon.

I was behind laurens house (a house and a campsite? Just realized this is nonsensical). The guy I was tipping the balloon with I remembered, and felt I had a connection to him. I had to go see him. Apparently he was at the top room (campsite?) and so I climbed over a porch, and into a few old 2x4s which didn't seem sturdy, one was going to break, I knew it. I was careful, and one of the two below my foot broke, and I climbed up a 2x4 pole-thing. I saw the guy, (I recall him looking like jack, but calling him dean)My dad was by me, I asked if he gave his approval, and he said yes, but he was too reckless, so I couldn't work with him (on the hot air balloon). I thought that's what I was asking, but I guess not. I walked over and told him what my dad said, and he said "Well, you wanna toke?"

I replied "Actually yeah, that's a good idea." (I had a reason why it was a good idea, not just because I wanted to.) He brought me to the basement, and there were 4 people down there surrounding a table, me, lauren, dean, jack, and some other guy. Lauren asked if I had ever heard of "Rez", and I said I haven't. She said it was a new herbal smoking blend, I tried it, got pretty high. The guy I didn't know packed a bowl of bud. We were still passing around the Rez, and I had taken two hits, he then passed the bowl, After two rotations of that (and 1 rotation of rez) the bowl was emptied right after I took a hit. I was pretty high. He gave me the bag and I gave him the bowl. He asked why I had the bag, I just figured he was high as shit, I told him I'll pack, I grabbed it and I could feel the dream destabilize as I put them down on the table.

This was one of my repeated campsite dreams. It seems it's my 3rd. Definitely making a note to RC, every time I'm with Lauren or Dean, or if I'm at a campsite.

I was non-lucid the whole time, but I always have a very low level lucidity with my dreams, I don't count them lucid though.

It all started with a war, a small war, that was going to be taken over by a larger enemy. The memory is hazy, but it was essentially going to be a attack of 20-30 people, that were going to come down and massacre a small group of wealthy men playing poker (my dad was one of them).

What they didn't expect was an army of 20 that were right outside the building where they were at (my brain said it was like vietnam, but all I knew was that it was definitely somewhere in the middle east for the setting). The people in red about to attack, were going to come down a straight road to the building, and the people in blue defending were going to meet them 1/3 of the way through the building.

While the setting remained the same, everyone became soldiers with swords, on horseback, wearing the same things as the knights in monty python. While these two battled it out and whatnot, a group of 300 soldiers were going to swoop in, kill both groups, surround and extract 2 of the wealthy men, for security reasons.

I was a part of them

I was drinking some water with the blues before the battle, nobody had the blue thing on yet. Half men, half girls, all around 16 years old. 3 girls came over, from down the road. One of them, (Dragon, because she was asian) was looking for me, It was hard to find her through the 20 people or so, but I did eventually. When I found her I felt like it was important, like she loved me and will eventually love her. I went with her, and each girl got another guy to go with them. We walked over, we ended up walking to the red camp.

The red soldiers were confused, "they were supposed to get 2 not 3, where did he come from?" pointing to me. "I came for her," I said back. He said very well, I was now a soldier of the red army, but they had no clothes to give me.

Because he said this, I became shirtless, and while walking with the caravan, away from the blue camp, we went to a corner of the castle, and turned to get to the entrance. I noticed at the corner were a bunch of flue weapons/armor. I figured I'd go grab it. Turns out there were kids there, maybe 5 7 year olds. I tricked them into joining the caravan by acting like there boss, then I took a remaining blue thing and sword and joined up with my two blues in the midst of the reds.

"At least give me a shirt man, I'm wearing this blue thing and I got nothing under it," I said. "Very well, take this," he handed me white cloth. I stuffed it in my blue tarp thing and willed it into a shirt. I started wondering why the red team was leaving, but I was glad. I didn't want to kill my blue team mates, then I remembered the group I was in. They were going to be murdered, and I would have done it either way. My dad will be fine, but shaken up. The reds must have learned of the impending attack and hole themselves in the castle. Brilliant.
My point of view changed to third person.

Not quite, we went in, me being one of the first in front, and I noticed inside the castle was a ceilingless chamber, where a girl stood on a pedestal, and then there were three men atop some sort of wall, with each being fairly stupid, but most importantly there were three more behind/below them, and everyone was a dick, except me, and I was the second 2.

The girl in the pedestal was the princess I'd wager, and she was choosing a suitor, and she would ask questions, she asked 1-3 a question, then asked 1 a question and 2 asked this question "What sounds would you make if we were to wooky?" she asked "Wookie?" he replied, "You know, like in bed?"
"Oh, you mean like fucking? Why didn't you just say that? It would be a bit like..." and then he makes some sex noises. Number two first replied (before the question was said) that she should stop calling him number 2, because then it sounds like a toilet joke, and to call him second, while he walked up to her.

She asked number 3 a question, then asked the second number 1 a question, and I knew it was my turn next. After answering that question, the girl asked me "Would you ever wooky in public?" I saw myself, slightly older than I am now, and as I was about to answer, I saw the words/sounds "Actually funny story, my friend once jerked off in an airplane, see the plane started falling, and it was spinning out of control, and so he whipped out his dick, thinking this was gonna be the end, so then these other people, saw him whip out his dick, and they did the same, and like half the riders were jerking off for the last moments of their lives, then 20 seconds later, the planes hydraulics kicked back in, and everything rode smoothly. Nobody ever spoke about it."
Wait...wtf? That wasn't me. Fuck I'm watching tv again aren't I? damn.

Scene changed to me connected to some guys horse, and a kite, and I was on top of the outer castle wall, about 100 feet in the air at least. It was connected to my wrist, I knew what was going to happen. I just wanted to go to the entrance to go find the girl who needed a suitor, because I knew she would love me, but I guess not. The horsemen said "Hey, just so you know, if I feel caution, I'll just keep riding."

Good to know. He went off, I flew off, I looked at the kite/parachute I was connected to, It was a giant V. I was V. It was my sign to the lady. Beautiful. I flew very fast, and I knew it wouldn't hurt since I was dreaming. I loved the wind in my face, but my feet were under a blanket, and they were hot. I finished up the flight, I was going very fast, and I hit the ground with my good leg (my left) and fell, and was dragged a bit, this cause more heat. I was considering just being dragged but instead I tried to hop/run with it for speed.

Being hot, I moved my physical head, I couldn't feel my dream body for a sec, so I started running with it, and I got about 3 steps back into the dream when I noticed the tv was still on a love show or something, and decided fuck it, and pulled the blanket off of my sweating legs.

I'm getting a better feel for my dream body and my physical one, or my physical and astral body. I need to learn how to bring extremely low lucidity like this dream and stabilize it though, I'll make that my goal for tonight.

Anyway, turns out, I was asleep to mallrats, near the ending. I fell asleep while watching a movie with my parents. Seemed like a good movie. But seriously, I'm never going to sleep with the tv on again, this shit's annoying.