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I start in spectator view. A red (missed MILD cue alert!) car carrying three teenagers gang members pull alongside a cop car, and one of the gang members shoot the cop sitting in back the head.

My brain goes, "Oh, not gruesome enough? Let's see it again close-up!" So that scene replays. At least the cop looked pissed off when she died, instead of surprised or sad. The gang car peels off, and the cops give chase. The cops shoots shotguns at the gang car, and that somehow causes a chain link fence to break. And what would you know, the broken fence frees up zombies.

I get a quick cut to three British hooligans wearing yellow raincoats. The focus is on the fat kid, who is attempting to run past zombies towards a portal. He is getting surrounded, but fortunately, his in-shape friends catch up and disperses the zombies just a little bit. The fat kid still gets surrounded though, but he is pushing on through a small crowd of zombies.

Another quick cut, and it looks like two of the hooligans made it through the portal. One of them is the fat kid, and he lost an arm -- the zombies managed to get a bite in, and his other friend amputated it for him. They walk alongside a cliff side path until they come to some sort of neo-modern flat-house/apartment, where some survivalist are holed up.

The view returns to "my" POV, and I'm part of the survivors alongside my friend K. We remark how amazing it is that the fat kid (we don't call him that to his face) survived, and he needs medical attention immediately. Dream Logic fills in the gap that these kids are part of a group run by M, K's wife (in real-life as well), and K wants to send out a party to investigate. So I'm part of a group to go back through the portal to find out.

But before we set off, we get a ring at the doorbell. We go up to K's room, which has a perfect overhead view of the front door, and there's a skinny blonde woman. She identifies herself as "Amy Adams' friend," and we let her in. I don't know any Amy Adams in real life, so it's a little funny how specific the name is.

(Edit: Okay, so Google reveals Amy Adams is actually a pretty famous actress that I even saw a few movies of. I definitely did not make the connection in my dream.)

Anyways, she joins my team, and suddenly I get a 16-bit side-scroller view of my two companions. There's the blonde woman, who carries a pretty wicked Contra-styled rifle; But like in Contra, she can only take one hit before she'll die. My other companion is another long-haired blond, but I think he's like some sort of futuristic elf; he's some sort of cool, silent sniper-type, and his "rifle" has a feature that turns it into a laser bow. Um, okay then.

We somehow forget about our mission to find M's party. Instead, the King of our survivor group decides to stage a mass exodus towards an underground location (dumb plan 1). So we set out in the middle of the night, forming a single-file line (dumb plan 2), and some of the survivors take this chance to go Trick or Treating. I remark that our group is made up of idiots, so I ask K to guard the rear while I move ahead to guard the middle.

We safely arrive at our location, and the blond elf and I scout ahead inside a building that is jutting out of the ground. The insides of the place looks like the bombed-out ruins of an office designed by M.C. Escher, with stairs circling a giant pit. We don't get too far before Elfy comes across a creepy, bloody, and naked woman, who is clearly infected. After a brief struggle, Elfy shoots her down. I should note that it is "completely" dark in here, but Elfy's weapon releases a neon-green discharge that lingers at the end of his rifle, soooo not the most stealthy thing ever.

Anyways, a couple of us investigate the corpse, in which suddenly, an alien parasite bursts out of her stomach and starts snapping at Elfy (ew!). One of the other guys, who looks like the chunky best friend played by Jonah Hill in a stoner movie, appears. His left arm is apparently the same arm as Hellboy's (um...), and in this world, that hand has the property of disrupting these aliens (...'kay...). So Handy grabs the parasite, which implodes/shrivels in a flash of light.

The King, who is there now, decides to drop a bomb made of light that shares the same property as the Hellboy arm (again, Dream Logic is taking leaps here) into the depths of the ruins. The bomb is called a "Grounswell" here, which I guess is a pretty apt name. Anyways, when the bomb detonates, it causes all the other infected creatures to come rushing up (dumb plan 3). The dream ends here.

Back again to my desert planet. The second dream I had was very brief and it sort of carried over to my third dream so I'll add them both together.

Second dream: I appeared out in the middle of the desert. Dark golden sand dunes spread out as far as the eye could see. There was some sort of military operation going on. I found the entrance to a simple bunker, heading down beneath the surface. Some camo tents were pitched around it. I was following some soldiers. We hopped onto some ATVs and took off away from the main site. A dust storm started to pick up and the last thing I remember was riding through it.

Third dream: Again I was out on those dunes except this time there was a battle going on. There were actually groups of boulders scattered around the area so I ducked behind some of them to stay out of sight. It really was the most ridiculous thing. An army of midgets were fighting against Nazis. I was transported to another area with a group of women and children. The area we were in was more rocky. Light reddish dust stirred up underneath our feet. Rocks surrounded us, from pebbles to a small mountainous area of dark brown and black stone. It was my job to get the women and children to safety, away from the battle. One soldier had followed to help me. We ran. I was in the lead, he brought up the rear.

Out of my peripheral vision I saw some black shapes start to appear from behind the boulders we passed. We stopped and stared in horror as a group of dog-sized cockroaches started to scurry in our direction. The soldier bade me to take our group and run, saying he'd stay behind to try and buy us time. I didn't want to leave him, but I had no choice. The women and children came first. As we took off again I could hear his screams. I didn't have the courage to look behind me, knowing what I'd see.

I felt a sense of urgency niggle at the back of my mind. We were being followed again by something else. I ushered my group into a cave. It was dome-shaped inside, with ledges carved into the rock like shelves. We climbed as high as we were able and perched on them. No sooner had I ascended two velociraptors came running in. They hissed and tried jumping for the ledge I was on with another woman. We backed up as far as we could, just barely missing their snapping jaws. In the entrance to the cave I noticed a large shadow. As it traveled closer I'm sure my eyes widened comically as a huge Predator appeared, decked out in gear and weapons. With his combi-stick he quickly dispatched the two raptors and stood still waiting for the women, children, and I to climb down from our ledges. I knew he wasn't going to harm us. I walked up to the Predator and thanked him. I woke up after that.

I told this dream to a coworker, and apparently the females in her family had an uncanny knack for interpreting dreams. I was confused by it, until she pointed out some things. I can say that once the dream was interpreted I felt very vulnerable, as it alluded to my childhood. It was interesting to realize how obvious the symbols were. I suppose it's easier for someone else to see things you cannot.

Well, I should be doing h/w but I distracted myself. I suppose it would be best to actually get it done so I can get some sleep. Until next time.

Original entry dated June 9th, 2002:

We were in a city. The architecture reminded me of something designed by Tim Burton, or maybe Jhonan Vasquez. Very tall, black, and spiky. The atmosphere was blackish red.
In the city there were human survivors, but it was being overrun by these tall icky greyish aliens. Think maybe a cross between one of those things from "ALIENS" and a vampire-fish, and you're starting to get the right idea. Anyway, we (the humans) had this thing we could do, by concentrating really hard as a group we could create a field all around us so that they could not see us, as long as we remained completely quiet. This was REALLY important. So we were holed up in our little cave, concentrating really hard on being invisible, when our scout came back, and the dumbass was being really loud, so of course the aliens found us. I don't remember much after that, and then I think it changed into another dream, but before it did there was a lot of blood.
I had another dream I think along similar lines, but there were big-wheels involved, like the kind I used to ride when I was a little kid. It was weird. I've had other nightmares but don't remember those.

(This is from September 21.)

I awoke into the dream staring at sentences in a book as I was laying in a bed. I noticed that the words on the page were kinda shifting around and getting fuzzy, and I thought I must be dreaming. So I did the palm RC and became fully lucid when my finger went right through my hand. I stood up from the bed and surveyed my surroundings, and saw I was in a messy bedroom with hardwood floors and wallpaper with flower prints on it. There was a hallway to the left that was lit brighter than the room I was in, and on the wall to the right was a mirror. I got really excited when I saw the mirror because I remembered how I was able to use a dream mirror in my last lucid dream to successfully summon Afiel. First, I tried just calling out his name and willing him there, because I didn't want to be reliant on mirrors, but it didn't work so I stood in front of the mirror and saw this time that the wings on my back appeared on my reflection, however when I moved them up and down they didn't move in the reflection. I attempted to summon Afiel as I did last time by having him appear behind me in the mirror, but it would not work and I started getting upset. Then I tried a trick I'd read on the forums here where I shouted "Increase lucidity!" to make the dream more real. I yelled it about three times, and every time I would hit the wall with my palms while shouting it, and that caused a wave that looked similar to an aftershock wave to ripple across my surroundings and make the scene clearer and more vivid as it moved. I remember being super excited at adding this new trick to my lucid arsenal. But then I looked down that bright hall out of curiosity, and I saw a grey alien creature standing at the other end of the hall. I couldn't see its face, but I knew what it was, and I had chills up my spine. I backed away in fear and crawled into the bed, cowering with the covers placed between me and it, but then right when my terror peaked, Afiel popped in out of nowhere and did a running tackle at the alien and it disintegrated. I jumped out of the bed, absolutely ecstatic (mostly because the alien was gone but also to see Afiel) and ran over and hugged him. I think the lucidity yell made him feel more real, because I remember thinking how weird it was how solid he felt when we were hugging. With him now there, I felt free to test some other things, like trying to change the scene. I would close my eyes, float up into the air, and should "Teleport (name of place)!", but when I opened my eyes we were still in the bedroom. After a few tries, I opened my eyes a saw clear blue sky, but I also felt my body waking up so I grabbed my shirt and tried the lucidity shout again. It worked, but I was again back in the bedroom. Afiel suggested I couldn't teleport because I was using a single-person teleport and it would be impossible for me to go somewhere without him since we were tethered together in the scene. I gave it one more shot, grabbing Afiel and attempting to teleport us both into deep space. Immediately, there was dark blues with random points of light zipping by me, it looked a lot like that effect that plays when Sam leaps into another body in Quantum Leap... suddenly I saw galaxies appearing and disappearing, but I can't remember if Afiel was there with me. Before everything could stop zipping around and calm down, it all fell apart and I woke up.

(This is from September 17.)

I was attending some kind of UFO/conspiracy convention with Cory. There were lots of people dressed as aliens and stuff, and just general alien items everywhere. It was kind of embarrassing for me, because even though I wanted to be there, I didn't want him to think I was some kind of crazy conspiracy nut. So when we were sitting together at this long lunchroom-type table with a bunch of other people, I would whisper to the others around me so Cory couldn't hear what I was saying. I remember telling a guy next to me, who said he was an alien from Orion, that I wanted to get the Pleiades tattooed on my stomach. Then one of the convention leaders put out a stack of pamphlets about a Bigfoot-like pig creature, and we all went up and looked over the pamphlet. After a while, Gordon Ramsey appeared and had a small MasterChef-style competition right there at the convention. Cory and I joined. We had to do a tag team thing, and I decided to give Cory the moose meat because Gordon said it only had to be cooked a few seconds, so I assumed we could do that easily. Cory didn't hear him about the cooking time and left the meat in the oven during his turn. Then when my turn came around I raced to pull it out of the oven before it overcooked, I was so into it that I even grabbed the pan out of the oven with nothing but a towel and endured the heat, even though normally I can't get near an open oven because of heat intolerance. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the moose meat started dissolving before my eyes, and we lost because we had no dish since the meat completely evaporated into the air.

The earth was being attacked by aliens in flying saucers, and I was in a big open grassy area in a park. To the right of me was a bridge going over a small brook. There were people running around and screaming, and a flying saucer was passing over us and shooting people down. I fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and some others did as well. After a while, the area was littered with dead corpses and a few people here and there pretended to be dead. Soon the saucer came back by and started to taunt us, a voice on some kind of megaphone attached to it made fun of us for pretending to be dead, saying that they could still see us, and they began to laugh and shoot lasers at the faking people. I was scared and jumped into the brook, and hoped I could hold my breath until the aliens left, but when I resurfaced, the aliens were gone but the entire park had been flooded over by the brook and there was no land anywhere to be found. I hopped onto a floating piece of plywood board and rode it with the current, only to find a concrete platform and a fort jutting out of the water. When I landed on the platform, some dirty people in tattered clothes greeted me, and they told me the whole planet was covered in one giant ocean and tribes only existed on small platforms placed in random areas. They accepted me into their tribe because they liked my plywood board. Apparently, my tribe had some kind of alliance with a group of mermaids that lived nearby, because the mermaids would help us with fishing and defense. At one point, I was far out from the tribe, floating on the board and fishing, and a merman I had become friends with was fishing with me. Suddenly I caught something big and a giant shadow pulled my fishing pole under. When it surfaced I saw it was a blue whale, and the whale swam away in pain at the hook in its mouth. The merman felt bad for the whale and went after it to retrieve the hook, and I went back to the tribe. Then a huge Lovecraftian bug-monster rose out of the water and started to attack us. It grabbed me and picked me up, about to squeeze the life out of me, when a harpoon burst out of his chest and he fell into the water dead. I saw that the merman had arrived and stabbed the monster with it just in the nick of time, and we were all grateful to him.

(This is from August 29.)

I hadn't graduated high school, so one day I decided to go back. I moved into a big building that had identical dorms for all the high school students; it was very industrial looking. On the first day of school, I was really hyped up. I knew I would do better this time around and not fail, because my social anxiety wasn't as bad as it was back then. My first class was history class, and everyone seemed nice. The teacher was, I think, the librarian from the elementary school I went to at Fort Monroe. She handed out our first assignments, which involved talking to ten people in the class and listing them on the page as having certain characteristics, like "What person seemed most like a leader?" or "Who would be the best with finances?" I was completely mortified. Even though my social anxiety was better, it wasn't good enough for me to go around talking to everyone in the class. I sat there at my desk looking at the paper, it was covered in drawings of Yinepu and I pondered on that and wondered what it meant. I looked around and saw that the other students had gotten into big groups, some were laying around on the floor talking about the assignment and some had their desks in circles. I didn't know what to do, but a few people came up to me, probably sensing my dilemma, and told me to put their names down under certain categories. After I realized no one else was going to come by, I pretended to sleep at my desk and just decided to accept my F. After a while I started eating some candy, and the teacher walked up to me and said no candy was allowed in the class, so I stuffed the whole thing in my mouth and pretended like I didn't have any. Unfortunately she already saw it so I knew I would be in trouble later. When I got back to my dorm, I fell down on the couch relieved it was over, but then the doorbell rang. It was a classmate, and he said he'd found my debit and my credit card on a bench at the mall. I thanked him, but I was suspicious because he looked guilty, so I checked and my accounts were missing some money. I knew he had bought stuff at Reebok with it but couldn't prove it right away, so I thought about how I could get the security footage from the mall and show it to the police. Later on, I got online and noticed on my dad's Facebook profile he said he was going back to high school, which was weird because he has a college degree already. Apparently he'd moved in below me, so I looked out the window and, sure enough, there was his white truck in the parking lot. I decided to avoid him so I wouldn't have to talk to him.

I was outside in a big yard. I think it was an old farm, because there was a big fence that stretched on for a few miles and an old three-story wooden building that looked like it was about to collapse. There was a cobra that was chasing me, and it really wanted to bite me even though I didn't do anything to it. I climbed up on the fence, which was tall enough to be out of reach of its strike, and ran along the top of the fence to get away, but it still followed me. Then I jumped off the fence and ran into the big wooden building to get away from it, but the building was creepy inside and full of grey aliens! I had a laser gun so I shot at them all video game-style as I ran through the building and up the levels. I think I was actually in a video game at this point because I could see my ammo and health bars. Each story had more aliens on it and was harder to get through, but I had to move fast to keep ahead of the cobra that was still chasing me.

There were a lot of people in a big crowd, on either a red team or a blue team. I was on the blue team but everyone insisted I was on the red team and wouldn't believe me, so they made me wear a red hat with demon horns on the top.

(I haven't been online in a while so I'm going to write a few entries today summarizing the dreams from the past few days. I normally write them in fragments on my iPhone's notepad, and then use that note later to bring back details when I write here. Since it's been a few days I'm not sure how much detail I can remember! This one is from August 27.)

It was early morning and I was getting ready for school. Mom was going to take both me and my brother, but he wouldn't wake up and get ready, so I was afraid I was going to be late because we were waiting on him. I went into the bathroom and saw blood gushing out of my leg, but for some reason I wasn't worried about bleeding as much as I was worried about getting blood on my clothes, so I took some cotton and bandages and wrapped my leg up to stop the bleeding. Then I asked mom to force Jonathan to wake up so I could get to school, because I wanted to get there before my bandage soaked through so nobody could see I was bleeding, and also so I could get thicker ones at the nurse's office to completely stop the blood flow. Mom refused to leave until he was ready to go as well, so I begged dad to take me to school instead and he also refused.

I was driving down the road to a grocery store. The road went through a big city so I passed by lots of skyscrapers and under bridges and such, and then wound up driving next to a railroad track. As I continued I drove close to a big building that looked like a courthouse or something, and up above it I saw a flying saucer hovering! I stopped in a panic and watched it, and it would just hover up and down. Every so often it would turn sideways and that's when a beam came out and pulled up a random person, so whenever I saw the UFO turn sideways I would duck in my car so it wouldn't see me. I eventually continued on and came to the grocery, which looked a bit like a Whole Foods. I went in, and found myself wandering into the back stockroom because I noticed lots of people going into there who weren't employees. In the stockroom, the huge floor had been completely cleared, and everyone was standing in a big circle around a mat with a boombox and some dancers. It was some kind of dancing competition, and the people in the middle were really good. I stood in the circle and felt really shy, because everyone else was dancing along but I was afraid to. Then I saw Jenny and Nifty, and they came over to stay next to me and I felt less shy and began to dance along too. Nifty saw me dancing and was all "Daaaang, you're not that bad!" and wound up pushing me into the center of the competition, but I didn't freak out and instead felt really happy and had lots of fun. After a while, Jenny and I ducked out and went back into the front store area and bought some drinks and groceries for ourselves. When we got to the cashier, she started bagging our stuff in a weird way like putting heavy things on top of eggs and bread and crushing them. So I asked her not to do that and she glared at me, called me a bitch, and threatened to hit me! I would've had some choice words for her, but Jenny was right there and I didn't want to cuss in front of a little kid, so instead I said that I was going to inform the manager and then the cashier suddenly became nice and sweet. After that, we left and I drove Jenny home. On the way I drove by the flying saucer on the courthouse and told Jenny about it. We were both scared and kept ducking whenever it turned on its side. We watched as it kept abducting people and then we eventually drove off terrified.

There was a big open grassy field with lots of animals hanging out. I was walking around the field, looking at all the animals. I saw lots of wild dogs, and a bobcat sleeping on a big piece of cotton. All of the animals, even though they were wild, did not object to having me pet them, so I hung out there and just pet animals. It was very calming. As I stood there, this non-wild dog came walking up to me. It had on a weird pink and blue pastel outfit made of silk, and it walked away so I followed it. It led me into a cave where lots of people were standing around watching a competition. In the cave, there was a big stone bridge covered in green slippery stuff going across a pool of murky water. People would take turns trying to cross the bridge without falling in, and the winner would get money. I thought about trying it, but then I saw another guy try it, and halfway through they opened a big circular cage that was filled with huge yellow moths, and the moths flew at the guy and threw him off balance. I decided against it since I'm scared of moths. Then they released a wolf at the guy, but the wolf was actually friendly and was just there to freak the guy out.

I went to some sort of festival or marketplace with my parents, but they took their own car and I followed behind them in mine. We traveled down a winding road with lots of flowers and pristine sidewalks and fences, it was very upscale looking. At the end of the road there was a gate set up that was similar to the gates you have to pass to get on army bases, where they wouldn't let us pass until we each bought tickets to the festival/marketplace thing. After we got them, they let us through into a huge parking lot that was packed with probably tens of thousands of cars, and the lot was divided into lots of smaller parking lots placed all around the area of the gate, I think each was numbered so you could remember where you parked. My parents and I parked in separate lots and went into the festival, but I don't remember the actual festival except that it was inside a giant warehouse and had dimly lit blue hallways with vendors selling things like stuffed animals. When we came out I couldn't remember where I parked, but I saw a red car that looked sorta like my Celtius. I walked up to it and realized it wasn't my car at all, and a couple walked up and asked why I was staring at their car, so I felt really embarrassed. Then I noticed a bike rack sticking out of a space further up and assumed it was my car instead, so I smiled and told them I was just walking past to my car up there, but as I got closer I saw it was just a big black SUV that happened to have a bike rack and wasn't my car either! So embarrassing, because I knew the couple was still staring at me as I walked around confused... Instead of continuing to search the whole lot, I asked my parents for help, and I hopped in their car and we drove around the the different lots looking for my car. (I remember playing the song 'To The Hilt' by Die Krupps on their radio and they were all "Ughhh your music sucks." Whatever homes, my music rules.) We drove through the gate to check the outer lots, but when we tried to get back through the gates the guard demanded we buy tickets again. I explained my situation and luckily he let us in and even helped us look, so we all split up to search the whole lot. As I was looking I heard a loud whirring noise, kind of like really low pitched binaural beats, and looked up to see weird undulating black things flying around in the sky that kind of resembled big cargo copters but were super disturbing in the way they wiggled while they moved. I was terrified thinking they were UFOs with grey aliens in them, but kept looking for my car instead of running away. The copters started attacking and a giant face came down from the sky and started killing random people it set its sights on. It looked kinda like the Face of Boe but bigger and completely white and see-through like a ghost. Then it set its sights on me and I was so scared and hid behind a car. When I peeked around the side of the car I saw it floating there on the other side looking for me, so I kept going around the car trying to avoid its gaze as it also went around the car trying to find me. Suddenly it came down on me from on top of the car and I screamed, then I woke up right before it jumped me.

Morning of August 12, 2013. Monday.



This was another unusual recent dream relating to new technological concepts (gadgets this time - from alien technology) which has been more common in the last few years.

It has never been all that common for me to dream directly about aliens themselves (although UFO-type lights in the sky that turn out to be various things - from secret test planes of the government to undiscovered stellar phenomena - before dawn, are rather common and very peaceful and even nostalgic).

This time, the aliens are very passive and otherwise friendly and helpful towards humans. Some of them are nearly twice as tall as humans, but many are only slightly taller than the average person. They have yellowish skin and mostly wear green, white, or blue coveralls. Their facial characteristics are more angular than a human’s, almost canine, but with human-like skin for the most part. They remind me a little of a Marvel comic Skrull, but are never hostile or what I would call ugly in overall appearance.

During this time earlier in my dream of their more open attitude, and very early in the morning in my dream, an alien girl (walking with at least one other female alien companion) asks me to gather a couple items. One of them is a few grams of the Indian mustard plant (petals and leaves) - which will be precisely measured on an otherwise normal looking small plate (but with some sort of very small, attached computerized tool to complete the dividing and measuring work automatically). The other, I think, is a certain amount of Lapis Lazuli. I do the task, enjoying the time of being outside in the early morning in a sparsely wooded area.

Later, she is in human guise for some reason (although I still see her as partly alien at this time, but she is wearing a shorter pink-gray-yellow plaid skirt and to her left is a different alien than the previous companion) and I ask her (she is northeast from me in a larger building - a cafeteria at a local business?) if I can get her breakfast - but she says she has already eaten, an onion ring (at Dairy Queen or some such) and a slice of tomato, I think. She casually says as I am leaving the area…“love you…” in a similar manner as my wife and by which I nod back in confirmation, echoing her words (and I have a very brief thought of wondering why the aliens care so much about certain humans such as myself - I do not think there is any actual romantic connection though I did not feel certain of that at the time). She seems to be sitting at an indoor picnic table or picnic-table-like cafeteria bench (very common meeting place in my dreams for some reason - above and beyond scenarios with people at normal tables or household furniture of any kind) with white marble-design seats and top (metal frame otherwise).

Later on, I seem to be fairly young and am in school, possibly ninth grade, perhaps - as it reminds me of DHS (but also just a little of DMS). A certain subject comes up - the flow of conversation eventually bringing attention to an alien girl to my left; the common, larger alien presence casually mentioned during some sort of open conversation with the whole class, which for some unremembered reason turns to the subject of the aliens being “everywhere” and relationships that people have with both them and with the culturally different. It turns out, however, that no one (except me) seems to remember the friendly relationship held with aliens for about a year or more. The alien looks human to everyone else and the rest of the people in the room have no belief or memory of the year-long experiences they had lived through recently.

It turns out that the aliens - who have no ballistic weapons of any kind (but had been accused of such) - had sorrowfully erased any memory of themselves from the minds of the majority of humans because of violence and myth-building towards them and their ways. What is interesting is that the aliens now are even more active - and in two “forms”. Either they are in human guise (both for protection and stealthily studying humans, which they had not done when visible to everyone - it was only after a growing conflict/misunderstanding on the part of the humans) or are completely invisible to the majority and go about with experiments and important activities relative to natural resources and natural resource testing. The ones who are invisible are the much taller ones. They do work related to engineering and the natural resource testing.

Near the middle section of my dream, I seem to be someone else, and I am with several other people at someone’s home (seemingly a larger second-floor apartment). I show a friend (Steve J, a male classmate from years ago) an alien “toy”. It is first shown as a large book-like object but with three or four three-dimensional rectangular computer screens that seem to be deeper (in visual orientation) than the “book” itself. Eventually, a few items emerge from out of the “book”/manufacturing device - via the “computer screens”, beginning as holographic patterns - then being physically created by some sort of laser “printing” into stacked layers of the eventual solid, completed form. One of the toys is like a white “moon buggy”, but with four legs instead of wheels (similar to the moon walkers that came free in Quisp cereal boxes years ago in the late 60s but much bigger), that moves forward and falls off the edge of the table after twice turning correctly at the corners. I tell a white lie to Steve claiming that it fell because I had not held the remote control towards it, but the truth was that its edge-and-surface-detecting software was malfunctioning. There are also a few robotic white dogs (one with no head) and some other toys that we watch for several minutes, all of them built by the book-like manufacturing device which was given to me (and certain others) by the aliens, and is also one of the few pieces of alien technology that all humans can see. This is why I use it to convince Steve and others that the aliens exist and are also friendly, even though, for the most part, they believe that the device could have been made by humans - at least to a point - until more complex “toys” are “built in mid-air” by laser printing, and then move about.

Eventually, there are medicinal pills available (the containers given only to the select few that can already see all the aliens and their constructs and for them to choose friends or trusted family to give to) that causes the person that takes one to be cured of their mind’s limitations and which prevents the mental “blocking” of the complex electromagnetic fields or some such, enabling them to see all the aliens and alien utilities (as well as their spacecrafts). There are also a group of about five men from the government (relating to some sort of security or science or both). They are in a jovial mood and do not seem a threat to either the aliens or people. They had not yet taken any of the pills at that point. They are all both sitting and standing near the northern end of a large building.

During the last section of my dream, I go to a small alien spacecraft (which looks a lot like an old-fashioned porcelain juicer) that is “parked” near some trees in a clearing to the north. There are a few wider grassy embankments. It is fairly close to the outskirts of an unknown town. The alien is so tall that I am only as tall as one of his legs. He is wearing vertically-striped gray and green coveralls. He has a deep gravelly voice but is very friendly and seemingly simple-minded. He is doing some sort of work with a rather large tree, the branches being cut off, then somehow restored in cycles, with some sort of complex machine being implemented. There is a very loud, rhythmic sound with very strange overtones. It almost sounds like some sort of giant (or greatly amplified) viola performance. I tell the alien about how mankind cut down too many trees (even in reference to the 1994 movie “Rapa Nui”) and the alien seems very puzzled, as if he does not understand that I mean cutting down a lot of trees can mean most trees in a larger area or region. He asks, “How could one man cut down too many trees in his garden?” as it does not make sense to him that a man (or men) can use a larger amount of human resources in their own business or endeavors. The idea of one man being allowed to own more than only a small area of land seems insane to him and beyond his ability to picture - especially relating to human population and needs - I guess he is not one of the aliens that had been studying humans more, but just a worker. He is then going into a procedure that is somehow causing the tree to become whole again for the final cycle. The sound of the machine becomes even more like a viola as I walk back to the south. The various parts of the tree as they are cut and then joined back as a whole, seems to be like an amazing exotic dance.

I walk back to the other men and notice that someone who is seated (seemingly the oldest of the government-based group) is swaying and pretending to play a small violin (“to accompany the viola” it seems) and is also nodding his head and smiling. It seems they had actually heard the noise later on, as Steve had taken my container and given them the medicinal tablets. They also had some glimpses of the spacecraft and one or two glimpses of the tall alien. I ask the men if they were worried now that they knew the truth. The oldest says (quite vividly and fairly loudly but in a very friendly manner), “Oh, I don’t know, he had a very nice voice”.

Curiously, in the majority of my dreams (but certainly not all) aliens are usually friendly and often even passive, even when rather unusual-looking, while humans are often the “bad guys” so to speak.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Fragment #1:
I arrive at this house. I then become afraid because i know i left my pet snake and lizard out here somewhere. I'm scared because they pose a threat and i can't locate them.

Our Thoughts are your Thoughts:
I pull up to my house with some friends and see multiple cars parked around my house. A group of people must have broken into my house. I panic a little. The next scene i remember, i'm in my room with my friends and i located some of the intruders in the room next to mine. I get a blade out and hide behind the door. One of them walks in and i swing but he is too strong, the blade surprisingly doesn't do a thing. As two of the intruders come into my room, i back off in fear and they attack and capture my friends, as they do, i run to a different part of the house.

I get to my computer room and log on to my pc. As i log on, i find everything has been corrupted, they have done something to my computer. Then i find a note, the note tells me to find a person, do anything for that person, and fall in love with that person. The note then directs me to walk to the living room. However, i head someone approaching so i hide under my desk, a Hedgehog/human girl with two sets of tits drags me to the living room. There, i meet a bunch of people. All of them looked very strange.

I find out that this group of people are very angry about the government or something and they plan to use me and other people to accomplish whatever goals they may have. They then take me to a big open room. Once there, they attempt to overwrite my personal opinions and ideas with their own. I resists and eventually, they push me onto a cart which descends into a dark pit. As the hedgehog lady activates the cart, i grab onto a wire and climb back up, but she closes some doors at the top. The bottom also closes up, now i can't go down or get out, i'm trapped inside a dark tunnel.

The next scene, i'm in the desert, this time, some other people are trapped in the tunnel and the entrance is somewhat open. A guard accidentally drops their phone, another person beside me then picks it up and calls 911. However, the phone then gets the message "Service unavailable"

Six Degrees of Inner Deception:
I'm in my room, there's some other people there. I then get a feeling that aliens have altered my sense of perception. I then try to get the other people to help me break this effect and fight back but they disappear. I then walk to the barn and see my dad. I then show him my super powers i've recently been working on. I lift at least 50 bees into the air and form a ball and sort of swing it around. My dad then laughs and instantly picks up like 500 bees out of nowhere, flings them up and makes them shower down, i hit the ground to a take cover. I then start walking back home, i notice i have goggles on, with special lenses inserted, i see odd things such as little kids running around by me, but when i take the lens out, my vision appears to return to normal.

Back inside , i walk into my room, i see snakes but realize they aren't real. I then look out into the hallway, i see an outline of a group of people, about 4 of the 7 people have images filled inside the outlines. The people with the un-filled white outlines must be the people i need to kill in order to break the effect. Then, i see this dwarf man coming down the hallway. He was apparently forced to fight me, he attacks with an axe, i dodge, strike and win the fight. Only 2 more to kill.

Then the leader of the group and a man with a diamond column comes into my room. The leader swings at me with his sword but i knock it out of his hands. Then the leader and column man get into a fight, but eventually, they focus back on me. The leader knocks me to the ground with his metallic gauntlets and repeatedly punches me, i'm near death and see the column man swinging toward me, i then kick the leader, he flies back and intercepts the column mid swing. So instead of hitting me, the leader gets hit and shatters into pieces.

Next thing i know, i wake up, look at my ipod on my alarm clock. The ipod has an album playing, the album has a similar name to "Six degrees of inner turbulence". The album cover has also switched to an alien walking down a hallway with a syringe sticking into the back of his head. I find this all very strange, and then i wake up for good.

I don't have a specific dream to write down, as I haven't slept for the longest time ever. Buuuuuuuuuuuut, for the past few months, I've been dreaming of aliens/abductions/ufos more and more. And this past week, I've probably had 6 alien-related dreams. I don't know why either, because I stopped watching sci-fi alienzzsozoz shows. I did see two UFO IRL since spring, though. All the other times I thought I saw UFO (as in before these last two), I always thought they were stars, or I was too high, too drunk, or just seeing random BS. The last two I saw were very clear and I was almost fully aware of what was happening around me. It changed me a bit. Now, I have this mental belief that the aliens are trying to contact me because I'm having these dreams, being able to see UFO's, and other lame stuff. But it really just could be my brain forcing that idea onto me, making me think aliens really want to contact me, when they really don't. Mannnnnnnnn, I feel dumber and dumber by the hour. Maybe it's time I get some sleep.

OH, I experimented with melatonin. I had 10mg tabs and 1/4ths, 1/2s, 2, 5, and 15. I will write down what resulted from each dose:

1/4ths - Put me to sleep, and I usually stayed asleep for around 4-5 hours.
1/2s - Put me to sleep, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
2 - Knocked me out, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
5 - Knocked me out, and I woke up within an hour.
15 - Knocked me out, woke up 3 hours later, I think, andndndnd gave me a migraine, andddjadaafag I didn't sleep for 48+ hours after that.

In all of those, my dreams stayed as vivid as they normally were. Ever since I stopped taking melatonin, I've been getting cartoony dreams, with a lot of oranges, reds, blues, and greens.

OH, I've also been dreaming of this school with a very deep basement with a lot of stairs that I run down and almost get murdered in. I've had dreams of that same place three times now. And another type of dream I've had twice now, of this obstacle race in some weird dark jungley place with stairs and diseased walls... the fuck is wrong with me?

I remember the dream seemed to start out where I was at a school library that looked like the inside of a Barnes and Noble book store. I could smell printing in the books, and then It was like I was reading a manga book but then it was happening right in front of me somehow but two dimensionally. The manga book really didn't seem to have a premise because when I was reading it I saw the print of a school girl aiming a gun or beam gun up in the air randomly. She had short dark hair pulled back into a pony tail and looked like a manga character. Then, she pulled the trigger. This was like looking at a flip book except it seemed to happen on one page. After she pulled the trigger it hit a pillar which then collapsed and fell on top of another school girl who kind of looked like Konata from lucky star but then an older version of her or a similar looking girl then came around the corner. The younger Konata was passed out from being hit and the older girl that resembled the younger shorter one came in and swiped the girl up then ran off to get some help or something. I then flashed back into the bookstore. It was almost like I was witnessing another dimension act itself out. I thought that what I had just read was boring and seemed to lag on about random stuff so I looked through the other manga books. I said no to all of them while saying things like "another book about school girls, no. A book about friendship and hardship, no." I listed all the genres off by my own liking and insisted that it was just the same crap over and over again.

The next dream I was onboard an Alien ship, I had awoken into this dream remembering seeing a fading light and being lifted up. I saw these tall green aliens looking at my feet and poking them, I then realized my feet were green. The aliens then started saying things like "where, were you?" "we were looking for you" and they kept asking those questions until I said something like "I don't know." and then felt distanced from the aliens as I zoned out into a haze for awhile and then woke up

The next dream was Harry Potter related. I remember that chronologically something had happened to where howarts history was repeating itself and time in this matter really didn't exist. I was walking around Hogwarts talking to Ron who was telling me how easy it was to get lost as a first year and told me to try not to get into trouble. I then was on a different floor, Hermione, who was standing looking on ward looked disappointed about something. I couldn't tell until the scenario of where I was became more clear to me. I was in a class, I don't remember which one, but something had gone terribly wrong and Hermione was struck by this. I was a little disoriented within the dream so I don't remember completely what had happened in the classroom like room in hogwarts, it was as though I was trying to remember bits of the movie and the book together to create a dream, but it was all a haze.

I just completed a couple of the Tasks of the Month.

The dream starts and ends fuzzy, but I do remember the lucid part in the middle.

I was at my grandparents' home (This home shows up more than any other home in my dreams. I also dream about my childhood house. But I never ever dream about my current home).

I saw a group of girls standing on the neighbors' driveway. I went up to them. One of them recognized me. And smiled and called me to come join them. At the same time I recognized her as my childhood friend Jenny. I don't remember what happened next, but I was suddenly floating for them. I had wanted to show off my ability.

I think lucidity hit me at this point. But I don't remember how I got in the building that I found myself in next when I decided to do the Tasks.

My first thought was that I needed to find a volcano, but seeing that I was in a building, I decided I needed to do one that didn't require a huge change of scenery. I had to think for a moment. I had only read over the tasks once at the beginning of the month and I hadn't thought about them like I normally do at the time I do a WBTB. Then two popped into my head. I needed to hug someone then punch President Obama.

The building I was in was very large and ornate. There were official people walking around me. I looked to see if I could see Obama, but he was no where to be seen. But I had an idea. I would hug the next guy I saw and after I hugged them they would be transformed into the president.


So I did just that. I ran to a random guy and pulled him to me and hugged him. The guy just stood and let me. When I stepped back, sure enough, there was Pres Obama with a completely blank look on his face. Obviously the hug didn't do anything for him. I wondered if a punch in the face would. I have never punched anyone in the face in real life before, but I figured it couldn't be too hard since this was a dream. So I pulled back my fist a bit and swung it right into his face. I was glad that the impact didn't hurt my fist. I was also a little glad that Obama still had that blank look on his face. But then I heard all the security guys coming. I took off flying. The building as a maze. I couldn't find a way out, and everywhere I turned I saw guys with guns.


I was getting nervous. But I knew I was dreaming, so I should have control. An idea came to me. I would just make myself grow and break out of the building. So I did. I got bigger and as I did I pushed through the walls and made a big mess of the building. I finally stepped out and onto the street. I looked back and was a little horrified to see the beautiful building completely destroyed in one corner.


This is where I must have lost lucidty. Because I remember flying around and meeting with this guy that was supposed to be my dad and we were trying to get away from an alien invasion.


Fragments I remember: Reading a letter he had written that had to do with space ships that could help us escape.

Flying up to a building that had a balcony with a pond on it and me landing by the pond and looking in.

Friday 7/12/13

Last night bed 9pm -

DR1 - 11:55 pm - Something about a train ride.

DR2 - 11:55 pm - I'm in a facility. Squatting at an opening in a wall, poking aliens, so they don't climb inside. I go look for some weapons. Come into this very large room, full of shelves with rifles, ammo, shoulder fired granade launchers. I tell the guy "hey, we are fighting aliens, could you give me a nice rifle?". I ask for Kalashnikov. He doesn't have any. So i ask for M16, or any high powered, fast shooting one. He says he has ??? in a room 200 feet under ground. He want's me to go with him to get it. I'm like "have you not seen any aline invasion movies? YOu don't go underground. Maybe that's where they are coming from." But he insist and he leaves.

I envision a large cart or two, full of granades. How that would stop them from coming through that hole very nicely. I start opening cabinets, but don't see granades. There are bazookas, but I can't use them on short distance.

I get out of there to fight some more. When I come back, the place has been compromised. Someones mobil is ringing on the counter. I want to answer it, but I can't authenticate myself and it won't answer the call. Instead, it askes me if I want something? and I push the button "yes". What it does is it locks the cabinets. I found that out, when I try to look for granades again. But I can pry open the doors anyway.

Someone is coming. Some humans in very heavy green armor and face paint. I tell them that to give me some weapons, but they don't see me. I wave, jump, yell, ... nothing. Then I realize, another thing the phone did, is it made the owner - me, invisible. So I pick up a box of ammo and wave it in front of the guys eyes. He can see it. now I write on it and he can see that too.

I walk out again. Aliens are closer now. I fight with one of them, and he kills somebody. I konk him on the forehead and I see I made a dent and he goes down dead. I realize, that forehead is their vulnerable spot. I feel like we can win now.

(Just before bed, watched a few min of movie "Signs", with Mel Gibson. I didn't wanna watch the scary movie and changed the channel, but came back to it, thinking it may give me some intense dream. So it did.)