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Bedtime: 12:00
Aids: None pre-bed or WBTb, but I did have two cups of peppermint-ginger tea during the day.
WBTB: No
Recall: Medium
Vividness: Low/Medium
Awesome factor: Medium

Dream 1(fragment): I found a crisp one dollar bill in a brochure folder when going through the mail.

Dream 2:I was in a school-like building with various family members. I know for sure that my sister, parents, and Uncle R. were there. I'm not sure if this was supposed to be someone's house or an actual school. The conversation was definitely about school though. Sister was preparing some kind of project and I think she needed some supplies. I was hanging out with her on some kind of loft type thing. Uncle R. was agreeing how schools were overcharging people. That tuition costs a lot and all supplies/trips/etc. still need to be paid for.

Dream 3: The Alamo was an Aztec temple occupied by Aztecs. They were being aided by alien forces. I don't remember very well what they looked like, but they were huge and appeared like slightly more life-like Transformers. One was particularly scary to the opposing forces, which retreated.

June 16, 2013
Lucid Dream 520: Magnetica of the Gameverse
Series: The Mind of a Gamer, Episode 6 : The Gameverse Chapter - I
DILD
Technique: ADA



Clarity: High
Recall: Moderate
Enjoyment: Very High

I was at the E3 gaming convention. I was talking to my friend Diddy when he said, "Wouldn't it be badass to go to E3 in real life?" I instantly became lucid. I replied, "Yeah, but then we couldn't do this..." I then turned and punched a random passerby square in the jaw. He fell down, then stood right back up and continued walking as if he hadn't been punched in the first place. I laughed and began exploring the convention. There were quite a few people and loads of different game demos set-up. I was going to look for Kingdom Hearts 3 when I noticed a huge electrical outlet in the wall. It was 30 feet tall or better and people were in line to enter the outlet. I had to stop and stabilize for a moment to hold my excitement back. I then took off running and jumped into the outlet/portal.

Blue lightning/electricity flashed as I passed through the portal and I found myself in a huge area. It was the like the area in the movie, Wreck-It Ralph where all the games were connected. I could see archways, doorways, and portals all around me that led to many different games. The area was more futuristic looking than Wreck-It Ralph. It was like a futuristic, industrial, steampunk mixture. It was really cool. I could see people using hologram screens, robots moving through the crowd, and some people were wearing cyclops-like visors. There was no way I wasn't going to go along with this dream setting. I immediately jumped into my "King" persona.

I walked through the huge lobby/area like I owned the place. I greeted random DCs, making up their names on the fly. One said, "Welcome back your highness," in fun, but respectful manner. I had already decided in my head that this was the center of the gaming universe (the Gameverse) and I was the King, the #1 gamer in the world. Another of the DCs shouted, "The King is back!" There was an eruption of cheers and applause. Several DCs came up to me and greeted me like old friends. I looked at the nearest one, who was a fairly attractive chick with black hair and a cyclops-like (x-men) futuristic visor, and said, "Yo, Clair! You down for a challenge?" She laughed and said, "Well that didn't take long, but what do you expect from the #1? Of course, I'm down!" Before I could finish asking what game she wanted to play, she shouted, "Magnetica!" Going with the flow, I playfully acted confused, "Magnetica? You really going to play me at one of my strongest games?" She said she had been practicing since I had been gone. As I followed her through a nearby archway, I saw a winding and twisting roadway that went into the air and led into tunnels that passed through the surrounding walls. The road pretty much filled up the entire room. We walked over to the start line and there was a hologram screen where we had to choose our characters. I told her to be her best character and I would be the worst on the game and still beat her. She chose Princess Peach and I cycled through the characters. Some were random made-up characters, some were from Mario Kart, and other were from many different video games. I cycled through and found my character. It was "Mangled Peter Griffin." Peter Griffin from Family Guy, but he had been cut in half and didn't have any legs/waist. He was dripping blood at his severed torso.

Upon selecting characters we were now in these metallic silver racers. Each racer had a different paint job and there were at least 20 magnetized to the road/pipe. The road was more like a flattened out pipe. It was flat on top and bottom, but rounded on the sides. The racers were metal and the road/pipe was magnetized. You could drive the car on top, on the side of the pipe, or even upside down on the bottom. We were driving on the outside of the pipe ride and not like the inside of a pipe. Since I had no legs, I had to press the gas pedal with one hand and steer with the other. The start light turned green and we took off and a really high speed. The pipe/road twisted a winded all throughout the huge room. It often times led into dark tunnels through the walls and then back out into the room again. There were electric barrier-like obstacles here and there as well as these mesh walls that some racers crashed into and exploded. To avoid these, you simply had to drive to the opposite side of the pipe (upside down or rightside up, accordingly). The race was fast and felt like it was at pod racing type speeds. I had a blast flying through the course and slamming into other racers causing them to ignite and explode. At one point, the course went through a town. The road was still the same pipe, but there wee houses and whatnot on either side of the pipe. It also weaved through a candy forest (reminiscent of Wreck-It Ralph) at one point.

By the time 5 laps were completed, me and Clair had lapped every other racer several times and were neck and neck. I was in first and stated to pull away on the 6th and final lap. Suddenly, I noticed the course had changed for the final lap and the barriers were now moving all around the road. I barely missed a few before clipping one of the wire mesh walls and spun out. Clair passed me as I regained control. She was pulling away, so I got an idea. I started spiraling around the road at a high speed building up Spiral Energy (Tengen Toppa Gurren Laggan). My racer and myself started glowing green when I shouted a battle cry and hit a huge jet speed burst. I passed Clair about 20 yards before the finish line and won the race. A huge crowd of people were cheering and throwing confetti. I hopped out of my car (I had become myself partway through the race and was no longer "Mangled Peter"). Clair walked up to me smiling and said, "I swore I had finally bested you!" I told her I was surprised at how much she had improved and she told me that she had climbed all the way up from being unranked to being the new #2 while I had been gone. I took her hand and set out to explore some more.

As we traveled through the sea of people, I now noticed many alien, star wars-like species. I asked Clair where Kingdom Hearts 3 was and I she had now taken off her visor. She looked incredibly hot and I couldn't resist. I said, "How about the new #2 and the #1 become official?" I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. I began kissing her and she started kissing/licking my neck/ear. She whispered, "That is all I've ever wanted." I become incredibly aroused and pulled her into a nearby photo booth (like the ones in the mall, lol). I began undressing her and went down on her. The dream began to fade and for fear of forgetting this epic dream, I allowed myself to wake up.

I was mad as shit at myself for getting sexual and ending such a masterpiece of a dream. It was one of the best I've had in a while. I couldn't adequately describe the race itself, but it was such an amazing experience. I can't wait to get back into the Gameverse again.

Series Details
With the dream series, "Mind of a Gamer," the gaming world and the dreaming world collide to produce a lucid paradise. Read as I take video game scenarios to the next level. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid , Side notes.

Watermelons:
Time: logged at about 10:30 AM, around 9-10 hours after falling asleep

Dream Summary: I'm in a metallic hallway, i'm on a space ship. I'm a space marine from the movie "Aliens" and well, we're defending against aliens. We start fighting them off, but they keep coming and my squad starts to back off, i tell them something and they get back in the fight and we win.

The dream scene then changes to a farm, we're on a gravel road, we have a UTV beside us with some gear, my squad is still here with me. We're still on the look out for aliens but it would be no use because our weapons are gone. Anyway,i see a watermelon patch in front of us so i decide to go get one, my squad decides to go get some as well but they start walking the other way. I come back with a watermelon and eat a slice, my squad is gone and probably never coming back.

If i remember correctly, a man comes to assist me and gives me some information on the surrounding area. The only thing i remember after this is i made my way to this rich mans house, he sells furniture. There are people all around his house trying to bid on the furniture he is selling outside. I'm looking around inside his house. The people dress like they are high ranking officials from the middle ages. This guys house also looks somewhat odd and not like i've seen before. The next thing i remember from this is i'm crawling through a tunnel and to a trapdoor under the place on the gravel road i was originally. I think i had a gun in my hand as i climb through, i'm hiding from the rich furniture person. I remember that my goal at the time was to make a watermelon farm and sell them at the local market to earn money.

The next thing i remember is i'm on the UTV waging a war against the people of the town or something like that. And the last thing i remember, i'm landing on a battleship.

My thoughts: I didn't remember much since i logged it so late after i woke up. As a result, a decent amount is missing.

Hello everyone, Raven here!

My dreams have always been vivid, however in the past few nights that I've discovered lucid dreaming, they have been even more so than usual. Hopefully soon I will have my first lucid dream... I can't wait. They sound just unbelievable and I'm a bit obsessed with having one... Ultimate power, creativity, and the chance to change yourself by interacting directly to your subconscious sounds amazing!

Anyway, without further ado, here is the dream I had last night - and my first entry!


Mutiny in the Exterminators!

Genre: Sci-Fi, Action

Legnth: Long and Vivid

Normal Dream Lucid Dream

I find myself in a squad of seven people, all dressed in high-tech armor and weaponry. Five of them men, including myself, the other two very attractive women - one with white hair and the other a pretty brunette. We are making our way into a factory, that is evidently infected with aliens/bugs/zombie creatures. A few minutes into exploring, we find a giant room filled with thousands of eggs. As we examine them, a movement above us stirs, and in a knee jerk reaction one of us begins opening fire on the ceiling. The light of the nozzle flares reveal the presence of HUNDREDS of full grown mother alien/zombies, and they are almost identical to Alien from... Alien... Except that they have wings and can fly as well.

We open fire, tearing down dozens of them as they swarm down upon us. There are too many so we retreat up a flight of stairs onto a catwalk, and then into a ventilation system. We handle the aliens pretty well, as we begin to bottleneck them in the vents, however they get wise and begin tearing through the bottom of the vents... "Clever girl" I think grimly. We continue out of the ventilation shaft into a massive cylindrical room that seems to be some sort of reactor. Think the giant room in Star Wars where Darth Vader tells Luke the horrible truth. We get a while to sit and make contact with home base, who turns out to be Malory, Archer's mother, from the cartoon show Archer on FX. Halfway through reporting our findings, we lose connection to find one of our group members has jammed the signal.

Suddenly I realize that there is about to be a mutiny, because evidently the only way to get a raise as an alien exterminator is to kill your friends and take it. One of the mutineers raises his gun at my face, grinning.Before he can pull the trigger, WHOOSH, an alien mother comes out of no where and grabs the first mutineer, we will call him Jones. Screaming, Jones disappears from sight. Not missing a beat, white haired girl opens fire upon my male colleague and pretty brunette girl. We return fire, and battle with each other slowly up a spiral staircase working its way up the reactor. The second mutineer, male, jumps on me, and in a short scuffle I push him over the railing, screaming.

I rush to the top of the stairs, to find that everyone is in a mexican standoff. White hair girl is aiming a pistol at my brunette, who is aiming at the last male mutineer, who is aiming at my last male ally, who is aiming at white hair girl. I walk up, and aim at white hair girl, grinning. She quickly whips out another pistol and aims it at my face. "Touche," I say impressed.

Suddenly, the reincarnated zombie bug version of Jones jumps up from the reactor core, startling everyone. I take this moment to blast white hair in the back of the head. Without missing a beat I grab her left arm and spin her around, using her as a shield when male mutineer begins to shoot at me. Aiming her arm, I squeeze white hair's lifeless hand and shoot mutineer through the forehead, unfortunately not before he kills our last male ally with his assault rifle.

As brunette and I leave the factory, we find that the world has been overrun by darkness, and it seems like years have past. The dream fades.

Dream 1 (fragment): I was in a school with a truly bizarre layout - can't fully remember, but there was a gargantuan theatre, and another school (I think) across the street with a huge swimming pool on the roof.

Dream 2: Who here knows Surgeon Simulator 2013? Because this one apparently started as that, except it was brain surgery. And it wasn't a "game" and we were cutting the poor guy's head open, but we were still talking about it as if it were. His head was about as large as I was tall, and I had one assistant.

So, we remove some skin and then start cutting open the skull, and a large piece (a hexagonal piece)...falls down. We remove it, and we're confronted with what I remember to be is a barrier composed of spheres. I remove it, and two others like it.

It should be noted that there was nothing resembling blood.

So, we get to the brain, and at this point, everything's getting larger. There's a platform on top of the "brain" which only vaguely resembles it if it were using Surgeon Simulator 2013's graphics and was a top-down view, and it was pulsing. We apparently had to remove debris of some description, things like large rocks. The patients' head also became a rock? So, we pick up this large, car-sized roughly-cubical rock with telekinesis, and just fly out, straight up, as if it were Minecraft. A cubical portal appears, the four sides and the bottom made of the same rock, the top being the "portal" which was blue and swirly. We drop the rock, go down, and grab five more (though we were outright told in the dream "remove the four rocks"), dispose of them in the portal, which is now roughly 3x wider, and more irregular on the sides. There's also a large skull made of rock that resembles a T-Rex skull. We remove that, too.

I also notice we're in a forest, and the rocky head thing is less "rocky head" and more "giant rock formation as large as one of these trees" (with a tree being about...not sure, 5-8 meters tall, assuming my height remained the same?), and the interior was much larger. The hole on the top is also circular.

At this point, a creature falls from the sky. It is blue, and resembles Chaos from the Sonic Adventure series if he had much better graphics. Kind of. It also appears as large as I do at this point. It conjures up an odd-looking tornado (it was blue), and I rip off its' arm and hit it with it, but it gets sucked back into it, then the creature gets sucked under the leg of a dresser. So, I apparently remember that the objective of this was to delay some alien invasion.

I cannot recall anything else if it happened, so at that point I'll assume it ended.

So, been a really long time since I last posted here. I think a year in a couple days.

So over the past year, my dreams have been about flying, murder basements, stairwells that never seemed to end, northern lights, empty pirate ships, space explosions, aliens, drowning in water, teeth falling out, sewers, and more teeth falling out. Of course, half of those are from stress and such. But the alien ones keep getting worse.

The alien dreams all start out the same way. I stand up and look over the mini lake behind my backyard and in the distance, I see little northern lights in the sky. The colours range anywhere from bright greens to blues and reds. In these lights, there's always these small circular lights; one is red, one is blue, other one is yellow, and a big one in the middle is white. They're all laid out like this:


As these lights get closer and closer, I realize it's aliens so I get everyone in the house to come together and we get everything we need to run or hide. So we get blankets, jackets, sweaters, whatever food we can take with us, water, bandaids, shit, etc... and then our home gets ripped apart.

That's the intro that always happens. Now there are only three dreams I can somewhat remember but there have been a couple more. In the first one, there was a large circular ball of broken glass shards spinning in front of my house. These alien creatures were guarding and and checking around the front door of my house, breaking the windows, etc. I was stupid enough to walk to the front door and something these guys had paralyzed me and my body turned in something like this:

But on the ground - lol at mammoth. That's where it ended.

Second one I remember's super simple. We just got in the car and left but I was driving and no one was listening to me when I knew what to do and where to go. Next day, I had actually planned out on what to do if something like this happened in "real" life.

In this last one, I picked up my family and we flew up into some ship but I fell down and was about to get eated by these alien doods but my bro had superman powers and got me (fuckinweirdshietm8)

My dreams are ridiculous but because they all have the same intro, I'm a little wtf'd and wondering what the reason behind it might be.

Oh, and I also dreamt about flying rocks and nets and weird but gorgeous places sometime this past year.

Once again this dream starts out like a movie. I'm set up with the scenario that aliens are real, and they look just like us, but they have weird powers, traditions, and dress like something out of a Buck Rogers show.


This really hot (yet old school looking) alien girl and I are having a conversation. She asks me if I wanted to check out her planet and I agreed. I get transported to an underground base. It looks like it was dug out of solid rock, and I'm sort of leaning on the fact this could have been mars. We head to some meeting room, and their leader looks like Captain Kirk with a weird wig. I really don't really remember what he was talking about. I think I was chosen to inform the people of earth about them. But I was too busy gawking at space ass.

Before sleep: felt like listening to relaxing music when falling asleep but decided to turn it off. Big mistake, was way too awake and my mind decided it was time to torture me with worries about an incoming situation irl. I managed to convince myself I am not interested in its worries tonight, and started day dreaming more pleasant situations instead. 2 hours went by before I felt asleep…

Total sleep time: 7+hrs

Dream recall techniques: tired and lazy tonight, so none

First Regular Dream: No DJ entry. Woke up around 3 hrs after falling asleep, went to toilet and repeated two times the key word which was supposed to unravel the dream. Was really sleepy and did not turn on tablet to write down, which I should have done, because I couldn’t remember anything from this dream when waking up 4 hrs later.

Snooze dreams: I wanted to sleep, felt really tired, but I also wanted to lucid, so I switched between setting the alarm clock for 20 more minutes or just pressing the snooze button.

Snooze dream1: Me and some classmates were in a building, which later feels more like a mall. I remember in the dream that there is a place in the mall, where they sell really attractive cupcakes/brownies, etc. I am interacting with my friends and I dream some toilets as per dream tradition.

Snooze dream2: The building I am in feels like some kind of hospital in space, maybe spaceship. The atmosphere is very dynamic because it is part of the “Aliens” game that I am playing in the dream. This is very similar to previous dreams I had. [I haven’t played “aliens” for years and after so many paranoid dreams I am surely not buying the new one!] The room door in front of me will open any minute, somebody is counting down, and there are lots of aliens waiting to jump on me. Just great! I try running away from them, rushing to a room, closing the door. They are coming! I try to open the window and jump from it. It is very high and I fall, I fail to hold on to any branches of a nearby tree and keep on falling. But I guess, my attention is not programmed to hit the ground, so it happens as if I really managed to grab some branches and am hanging in the air. I feel gravity in a really strange way as I am completely disoriented as to in which direction the ground is. The aliens are probably climbing the building so they will reach me soon.

I wake up putting the alarm for some 20 mins later and think I want to WILD. I feel very sleepy but I try to keep myself awake, staring at the blackness in front of me, keeping the intention to have a lucid. I didn’t notice when I fell asleep.

Snooze dream3 - DILD: The scenario where the aliens are coming continues, but this time I am at my old place, in my room. A transparent guy, I can only see the contours of his body, walks in the room. At first I think he will chase me, but then he turns into a friend from school. I have the urge to kiss him, and well, I do. The paranoia returns and I feel the presence of aliens or whatever is after me behind the room door. There is only one way out now – the balcony. I head for the balcony, and as I cross and have the view of the balcony in front of me, I become aware that I am dreaming. I repeat that I am dreaming in my mind, to be sure that I don’t reintegrate in the dream and lose awareness. Ok, great, but there is this thing that I still feel is coming. Would it stop doing that? I kind of know that I am causing its behaviour with my thoughts, so I try to make it disappear. Does not work. I continue down the balcony, which is really long. I think that if I ignore it, it may not be there, but then I turn my back and there it is. The chaser is now an old rasta man that feels somewhat ominous to me. I mumble that I want him to go away, no effect again. I am reaching the end of the balcony, the corner of the building. I try to think of alternatives of how to deal with the situation. At that very moment the damn alarm clock starts ringing. I am extremely annoyed at this, I really don’t want to wake up now, argh! Perhaps my anger turned to determination not to wake up and I managed to hold the dream and me there as I heard the alarm clock resonating everywhere. No idea how long that was, but it eventually stopped. [I have never attempted to ignore an alarm clock before, neither have I noticed that it stops because I always wake up and turn it off]
Still on the edge of the balcony, thinking what to do, I see the old rasta advancing, and consider the option of jumping off the building. I know that I will be fine, but when I think about down, I don’t turn my head, just think, I see blackness and I am concerned that I will probably lose it, because the scene will change. “Try to think of a scene to land in”, I think but this is way too complicated. I decide to jump anyways. I am standing at the edge of the balcony and the soles of my bare feet are half way through the air. I do not feel stable enough underneath to be able to perform a jump movement and to launch myself. The dream slips away and I wake up.

Comments: Chasers can be really annoying when you LD. I had some tasks in mind but I really can’t do anything when I feel compelled to run away. Is there any reliable and efficient way to get rid those cheeky entities that prevent you from doing other planned LD actions? Fighting them is way too distracting and making them disappear does not always work. Any tips?

Sunday, 2/24/13

It's 12:44am, just woke up after 2 1/2 hrs of sleep. Went to bed at 10pm, being wiped out after 2 long days of work.

DR 1 - 12:30am
I'm at home with somone. That someone is getting his coat on and leaving. I ask him :Are you leaving, Mr.???

I'm home alone, and it's at night. I see some lights in the skies and something like a spaceship. Then it disappears. I go from window to window, pushing my face against the window screen so I can see more out, then stopping, when imagining, what if alien face was just outside the screen.

I see an image of an astronaut in full white space suit running in the skies, slowly, as if having problem because of the suit. Then I see, he is just a reflection of a guy running on the ground. Little further up he comes up on a berm with other guys in russian uniforms and I realize, they were there excercising. (military, not fitness). (I saw pic of astronaut in andrej's post)

There are another lights, this time on the sidewalk. There is also a woman standing. Dressed in bluish robes. I'm scared of her.

From another window I see small light high up in the skies, then next, then next, turning on one by one. I'm thinking I'm seeing my first real UFO.

DR 2
I'm cleaning the kitchen. There is a small piece of baked salmon leftover, so I eat it. I see another one underneath, I hesitate, but take a small bite. Doesn't taste bad, but I realize this second piece is a leftover from before and I'm pissed that I didn't notice. I look closely and there is small white mold on it.

DR 3
I have a small, humanoid shaped robot of blue color. He is shiny, like from plastic. He is inteligent, I can talk to him. So we talk. I ask him what's his name. Don't remember what he told me, so I call him Justin or Jason. I call him and then look if he came, don't see him. Then I look down and he is right next to me.

WBTB of about 1-1/2 wake up in morning 9am

DR
I standing in front of the door with 2 kids. I'm attaching flashlights to their belts. We are going in a maze. Not haunted, but not kosher either. Behind the door is a snack bar, I'm thinking we should get some water. But the lady there is nasty and for some reason I can't buy water.

We enter the maze. It's kind of an amuzement park. It's all inside of a building, rooms are different sizes. I decide to take the right path. I'm thinking if this was a good choice. If there are any statistics, that builders of the maze knew, as to which path majority of people take, left or right, and if it had any impact on what types of attractions were placed on each path.

But to the left, the path is narrow, some kind of a small room that bends to the right. On the left path, the room is big, well lit, like a library. As we walk, I see on the right side some kind of rails on the ground. As small train like ride comes and stoppes there. Then another one and another one. Then they all go accross our path to the other side at great speed. I see this as a obstacle course. if we don't time it right, they will collide into us. I want to stand there and observe the pattern, but the little boy with me says let's go and he starts going. I grab girl's hand and we dart accross. We make it ok.

I turn back and I see a tall monkey, like a skinny godzilla. (worked on godzilla movie IWL). He is about to throw a biggish purple bouncy ball at us. I pick up the girl and she kicks it back to him. By now it's not a gorilla, but 12 foot tall A. Lincoln. (i don't like the commercials for his movie).

Next room is small. There is a something looking like a large sleeping bag on the ground. One side is opened and it has couple rows of large teeth. It looks like entrance to shark's mouth. It's an exhibit. Girl puts her foot inside and the things pulls her in. I walk on the outside to the end of the "sleeping bag" and I see her squirming there. There is another something inside. I shake the thing and she comes out naked. The thing inside took her clothes.

As we keep walking, they start to shut the lights off. it's ok, because we have flashlights. Every time we came to brightly lit area, we turned our flashlights off, to conserve the batteries.
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*It's noon and I'm sipping mint tea from 3 bags of tea. Took 50 mgs of B-complex at 11:45am. Planning on taking a nap.

I wrestle with my scattered mind as I lay beneath the covers, ruminating over the prospects of future possibilities. The calm light of sleep appears to be far over the horizon with no chance of rising at any time soon.

Why does this always happen when I have work in the morning?

Voices. Whispering. To my right, over in the corner.

Wtf?

To my right there is a group of people, standing over me in the darkness. They walk around my bedroom examining its surroundings.

"This looks good"
"I'm not sure I like the windows"
"Why is the mattress on the floor?"

A group of elderly people discuss the room with one another as I lay in the bed.

"Excuse me? What the hell are you doing in my room? It's six in the morning."

"We're here for the open house, honey," an elderly woman informs me.

"What open house? We're not selling the house. Get the fuck out of my room."

They ignore my resilience and continue to examine my surroundings.

Something isn't right. This is beyond anything normal, and these people are oddly short. Very short...

It's hard to make out their faces in the shadows. I make several attempts to catch a glance, but each time they deliberately avoid my gaze. There is something inhuman about this.

"You guys aren't doing a very good job of hiding your identities. You're aliens, aren't you?"

They share a patronizing laugh amongst themselves, as if mocking my inferior human knowledge. One of the old women climbs into bed with me. This is fucked up.

"You see, honey, we are here for the house. However, we have to take care of a few things first."

"When did I ever give you permission to come into my house? Get the hell out of here."

She smiles and then they are gone. I am awake. I think. There is a lingering presence in the room. I look toward my doorway. A faint white cloud. I can almost make it out. It darts over me.

The fuck.

I grab my phone and shine the light at it. Nothing. The presence is gone.

Man, I wish I did more drugs. Then at least I wouldn't have to blame the Twilight Zone for this kind of shit.

- I'm on the beach lying down and watching the ocean with my dad Sarah and Matt
After some time has passed I noticed the water was starting to come in fast , pas I try and get up I notice I am paralysed , my dad grabs my hands and pulls me as fast as he can to out run the water , he eventually gets me to some caves , and the paralasis where's off , Sarah is saying omg Kurt Kurt are you ok , i am totally knackered but I reply yeah yeah I'm ok thanks to my dad , we then here some loose stones falling behind us in the Cave , we all look over and see a opening , a crack in the rock begins to open , a hidden door , inch by inch it opens , when of a sudden it becomes clear that there is something stood there , as it gets rises to shoulder height we know its not human , it's grey skinny and has a very bizarre bone structure .
It has red eyes , we are all freaking out , it looks at me and in my head I hear some sort up building up sound like. A strong vibration or humming , I then get pulled in mid air towards this door and creature as if it did it with its mind , as soon as I got close enough it grabbed me and pulled me it , the door behind us snapped shut and I was locked in , I could here everyone banging on the cold rocks ,shouting my name .
It then took me into a cave room where more creatures the same as the one at the door , looked at me , and was touching me , they seemed to be inspecting me , looking at me how you would a piece of meat , checking its quality , they were licking there lips , one bit me , I woke up.





Sarah and Matt are two of my closest friends just Incase you wondered who they were

Headlights fly by as the rain patters lightly on the windows. The passing of which I've always found to bring back a sense of passing time, reminiscent of what'd I imagine it feels for the passing of stars. Our very own sun, cognizant of its own gliding through the deep expanse of outer space.

There is a driver at the wheel, but the sky is dark and her face remains in shadow. An accompanying sense of familiarity falls over me though. Only one could bring this sense of comfort. Mel. My eyes dart to the left and right, looking for anything out of the ordinary that might be in the sky. An age old habit. One acquired by watching far too much of Star Trek and the X-Files in my youth. Or does it predate that? Does it have some basis in the actual collective memory reality of our species? Perhaps there is a reason we look to the skies. Something deeply embedded within our collective unconscious, the return of the holy feathered serpent of our world's mythologies. Quetzalquoatl, Nehebkau, or perhaps the Chimeras depicted on the hieroglyphs of ancient cities.

Then I spot it. A streak in the sky. Gliding like a banner in the wind, rippling up and down like a wave. A white light radiates outward from its body, lighting up the night sky in the distance. That is it. The feathered serpent. A radiant white chinese dragon, even more beautiful in real life than portrayed in their artwork. Natural and fluent. God-like. Truly a spiritual being beyond anything of earthly realms, but there it is right before my eyes. Does Mel see it? She doesn't seem to notice.

"Mel, do you see that?"

She looks to the right and seems to spot it, but no words come from her mouth. Speechless it seems.

What is that? Another one. Wait, no. Two. Three. Four? Several of these serpent-esque beings fluttering through the sky. That one actually has wings and almost appears to be a gargoyle. Wow, amazing. Something attracts my gaze on the left. Holy mother fucker. What the FUCK is THAT?

A gargantuan entity emerges from the woods on the left side of the highway. Enormous, unearthly, a beetle like being of epic proportions. Its eyes burn with fire. This isn't a threatening being, however. Merely powerful, wise, ancient. It remains still, hovering over the road, observing the surroundings. Is it even living? It could almost be the entrance or the stone guardian of a holy temple - a gateway into the underworld. Into the world beyond the scope of human comprehension, veiled to us by our rigid intellect and desires for power.

I am entering the realm of the Gods.

Or at least some hidden plane. Beings surround our vehicle. Is there even anyone else on the road? Discs fly through the air. My god, these again. Classic saucer UFOs? Those things only appear in my dreams. Wait a sec... Duh. I'm in a dream. Wow, this is intense. Can I even get a handle on this one? There are living spirits all around me.

The sky fills with saucers and spirits, winged serpents with their white light fill the sky. These could have even been interpreted as angels in some cultures. From the distance the resemblance to chinese dragons and angels is hardly distinguishable. Regardless, their power can be felt from miles away, even as they sore high above the Earth. Such an alien power, impossible to say whether as to its benevolent or not. It is just so foreign to our own sense of self.

You're losing track of things, M. This is a dream. Remember not to be drawn in to its splendor. The distraction of your mind's own creative power. This is a dream.

Then why can't I control anything? The usual techniques are not working. No power of flight, no time/space manipulation or ability to alter the entire emotional feel of the setting. This is strange. Is it a dream..?

Wait, that's Mel's brother. I'm in her house. Was I sleep walking? Kid looks like he's about to puke. Either that or he's just really stoned. Neither would be uncommon for him. Hmm, my vision is blurry. I must have taken out my contacts. Definitely sleep walking.

"You okay, DJ?"

"Hah, man. You're totally fucked."

What could that mean? He points at the floor beneath my feet. I stepped in something. A puddle. Okay? DJ holds up a small vile.

"No fucking way. Did you spill that on the floor, dude?"

He starts laughing. You've got to be kidding me. I've been dosed completely by accident. Jesus Christ, how often does this have to happen to me? That is far too much acid in one spot for a safe trip. In no time I'll be going ape shit. God fucking damn this kid. Oh well, there is no stopping it now. I might as well accept what's about to ensue.

Everything is warped. Waving. The walls are alive. "Throbbing with energy" as Terence McKenna says. It has begun. The onset is surprisingly slow. The buzzing rises through my ears, disintegrating my surroundings. I feel the sun. I feel another environment. Where is this? I know this place, I have been before. Though I am accustomed to its flavor, the taste of deja vu is beyond uncanny. Is this still Mel's house? Is this reality? Was it ever? Don't forget, the questions don't matter. Illusions, merely fabricated by our minds to prolong the discovery of truth. There is no stopping this though. I have been thrown into the pool, regardless of my preparation to swim. Entheogens don't hesitate. This is all or nothing and now the walls are coming down. Light begins to seep through the cracks. The environment shifts. A wall to my right now. I am lying down. Windows to my left.

Is this.. my bedroom?

I have re-emerged, back into the so-called "real" world. The collective memory reality. The ingestion of a psychedelic substance within my dream consciousness transitioned me back into waking consciousness. No matter how many times I have experienced that it will never cease to prove fascinating. The human brain truly is a receiver, capable of tuning into a multitude of channels across the cosmic radio. Switch one neural receptor on, another off, and you're broadcasting at an entirely new frequency. Receiving, broadcasting, the difference is the same. Both a generator and receiver of consciousness, filtering the endless waves of quantum energy through the intricate networks of evolutionary design.

Is this reality any more real than the one I was just experiencing? I noticed no gaps between my perception. It was but a continuous flow. Sleeping into waking. What is different? What was ever different? Is the reality tunnel we send our gaze through any less relevant there than it is here? When all is said and done, life is just a memory after all. An ephemeral thought. A dream.

The day before this dream I was sick, with a temperature that rose to 99.7 from my normal temperature of 97, then dropped to 95. I couldn't sleep the night before or during the day. I finally was able to sleep at around 5 am, but only for an hour. I think the dream lasted the whole hour, but it felt like a year.

There was a murderer named Tom Tiddlediddle who ate peoples heads. The police couldn't find him but there were a lot of people who were found dead with no head, so he was still killing people the whole time.

There was also a nice alien named Hoopsha. He looked like a wrinkly old woman with white skin, but he had huge elephant ears and a pig nose. The texture and look of his skin reminded me of the Shpongle mask thing.

The whole dream was in the Egyptian desert. The Egyptians had religious ceremonies inside of stone temples, where they made tea with some cool blue flowers and meditated. At the front of the room was a clay statue with angels holding cannabis leaves.

Near the end of the dream, I was talking to Hoopsha. He moved closer and calmly told me to look at his wrinkled skin. He asked me if it looked familiar. I don't remember my answer. Then his calmness turned to an evil stare as he said "I'm Tom Tiddlediddle". His face morphed into a human's face. He slowly opened his mouth, knowing that I was paralyzed with fear. I woke up still feeling scared and confused.

11/1/2012

1st Dream
Non Lucid
I was in some sort of death fight going through dark tunnels. I had a DC helping me as an ally. We were scavenging for weapons, but could only find broomsticks and some tools. I remember a little fighting but then it fades.

2nd Dream
Non Lucid
My brother and some of my highschool friends are messing around upstairs in someones house during a birthday party. They pull out a mortar shell. Me and one other friend decide it is time to leave, plus we had to go pickup some pizza that we ordered. As we leave the house the entire upstairs explodes. All I could think of at the time was. "That's exactly why you don't bring a mortar shell to a party"

3rd Dream
Non Lucid
In this dream, I was evidently an alien. For some reason I had crashed to earth and just woken up in a strange building. These other five guys were with me and conveyed to me that we were supposed to infiltrate some class to learn information about these people. So we wander around this big building looking for our class. We eventually do but we are late. The teacher keeps trying to say something but the other guys i was with keep interrupting him. I get annoyed and tell them to shut up, then I wake up as they're all staring at me in a weird way.

10-28-2012 -- [Darn it! Some dreams with great possibilities from last night, but I can remember almost nothing of them! Guess I have to post them as fragments again, and lump two or three together, rather than do them separately. Meanwhile, I have been having dreams to write down for the last week, but haven't had the time to post them, and won't for a couple more days. Will eventually be able to catch up again.]

Fragment 1 -- I'm kind of in a sort of nature area, and I am kind of being forced to do something, but I have no idea what. I get the feeling it was all sort of Harry Potter related, and also had something to do with cats, which makes me suspect it also had to do with Mcgonagall, but I can't remember almost anything, which is very annoying.

Anyway, I soon find myself in a ride queue at Disney, and one of the people who works on the ride turns out to be the person who was forcing me to do something I didn't want to do in the last bit, and I get my revenge by coming through their line and doing something every week to annoy them. These are long, detailed things, but I can remember almost nothing of them.

I think one time through, I was talking spoilers about the ride, telling everybody what was coming, which had them mad at the staff for not stopping me. In another trip through, I was somehow firing stickers out of a sort of air cannon and onto peoples foreheads, often blocking their eyes and/or glasses and making it much harder for them to see. I took the end of a long strip of stickers on a roll from the souvenir stand, pulled it out into the line of people, and told them they were getting free stickers, which led to them wanting those stickers on their foreheads.

The whole thing was driving the female cast member nuts as she tried to catch me and throw me out, while fighting with all these people. The straw that broke the camel's back was when I came walking in with a leather belt tied around my head, the tail of the belt stuck down my throat, which somehow caused me to projectile vomit non-stop. I vomited on everybody and everything else in line, but when I tried to vomit on the cast member, she tried to duck into a sort of stairwell, and found herself trapped there. I vomited a huge amount down on top of her, and somehow it caused an explosion and vomit suddenly spewed back out of the stairwell, flying everywhere, even hitting me. Yuck. But it drove the cast member nuts.

Somehow this led to me kind of getting together romantically with another cast member, an attractive blonde. There was a ton more detail than I can remember, and instead of being gross the whole thing was actually quite funny, but I just can't remember it well enough to do it justice.

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Fragment 2 (right before waking for the day) First bit I can remember is walking back on forth on Crescent past the nursery, kicking a little sand, worrying about red ants, and a vague memory of somebody stuck up, snotty, demanding, and perhaps alien arguing with me.

I'm pretty sure I kind of tell them off, and start walking toward Buena Park. There's detail here, but nothing I can remember. The tiniest hint of kicking something metal as I walk along. By the time I am ready to turn on Hickory, I glance across at Tom's house, and somehow I can see a reflection from the pool of an attractive blond swimming in a white, semi-transparent suit. [Think Leslie Easterbrook in the swimming pool scene in the Police Academy movies] I think it is Tom's mom, even though I seem to remember her being a brunette.

Somehow I suddenly find myself in a sort of meeting in a room that I kind of feel is at Fullerton College. It still has something to do with aliens, and in fact as we are discussing them, Hawkeye Pierce (from MASH) starts saying what he thinks, and a hanging red light bulb starts to swing toward him, somehow drawn to him. Its hard to explain, except it is some sort of alien tech that is drawn to the aliens almost magnetically, and in what we've been dealing with, we're worried he is somehow becoming alien. So the light that is kind of pulsing hypnotically also keeps swinging toward him when he speaks, but not toward anyone else.

Soon we're all walking across the campus, spreading out and heading in different directions, spreading information or something, then I find myself in another group meeting, though this time more out in the open. Oddly enough, we're now Starfleet personnel, and I am not sure, but I may be Riker. We're trying to figure out what we're going to do in regards to the aliens, and reactions have been spread in two directions, either for or against the aliens. The 'against' group, my group, has won, so we get to decide the response.

There is a lot of argument along the lines that we should take command of them or something, but Picard is here, and reminds us that would be against our oaths to the Federation, so if we went that route we would be forced out of our commissions. I start on an impassioned speech about how we won't go that route, as I, for one, am not willing to give up my position over this. But my voice is very limited, and nobody seems to hear me.

One of the opposition is starting to argue about my position and our decision, and he is overly tall, thin, and bald. I think he is probably from Mr. Homn's race. He is making an objection to what I am saying, until Picard starts walking toward him, poking him in the chest, and saying something about how actors are wonderful people, but since he is just acting, and not being honest about what he thinks, he should shut up.

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A short one from yesterday: Somehow I am Spider-Man, and I find I have to tear my way through a sort of a strong, thick plastic wall surrounding a ball pit in a play area. There is a little kid watching me, and hoping I can fix everything. Problem is, the flexible plastic shield is very strong, and I have to really exert myself to finally manage to tear it, and find myself falling face first into the ball pit.

Soon I find myself staring up through the colorful balls, catching glimpses of my surroundings in the gaps between balls. Somehow I seem to be fighting my way through a corridor to reach a sort of female ogre who I have to fight. As we're fighting, she is slowly kind of turning into Wonder Woman. And I am slowly turning from Spider-Man into Harry Potter.

Wonder Woman has an equally attractive teen age daughter who is kind of rebelling against her (teens, go figure) and since as Harry Potter, I am also a teen, we are kind of close. Somehow it seems Wonder Woman has kind of adopted me, at least unofficially. As things heat up between WW and her daughter, she somehow starts singing something about how it is only because she loves her, and "that's the way it should be." Its nice, but kind of dorky. Then everybody goes to take a nap or something.

Soon it seems that my Godfather, Sirius, decides he wants to check on me. He has somehow broken into the house, and is trying to sneak around silently without being seen. I am watching him silently from around a corner. He doesn't know the layout, and he ends up outside Wonder Woman's bedroom door, and her boyfriend (who may be Batman) comes out the door, and is upset to find him there.

Sirius tries to pull his wand, and the boyfriend kicks it out of his hand, then gives him a big kick and sends him flying. He turns around, and finds himself picked up and tossed to the ground by Wonder Woman before they realize who it is they are fighting, and let him go.

Sirius is on the ground, looking up at Wonder Woman. She is not wearing her hero garb, but street clothes, and seems to be in a gray skirt down nearly to her knees. He grabs on to her to try and pull himself up, not meaning anything by it, but what looks like a gray skirt turns out to be made of dozens of thin strips that part under his hands, leaving him pulling himself up by more or less grasping her (admittedly very attractive) butt, in a pair of semi-small (but not quite thong) pair of panties.

Sirius falls back to the ground in shock, turning crimson from embarrassment, while I just stand there laughing my head off at the whole situation!