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Cyborg Roger at a basketball gym
I wasn't lucid until I got to the gym
So this dream was very short but I remember it in good detail. It started in a school hallway like I was in high school again except there weren't many people in the halls I didn't know, mostly people I sat with at my lunch table. As they went into their class rooms I had no idea why I was their so I just kept walking down the hall toward all the chatter of many voices I heard at the end of the hall. I then saw one of my friends Roger but he wasn't his normal self.

He had two floating mechanical arms instead of having arms and half his face was robot with a red eye. His arms looked just like Mega man Juno's from Mega Man Legends like in this picture:


When I saw him I was impressed. "Dude your a freaking cyborg!!!" I said. He replied "I know isn't it awesome?!?!" Then he said he had to get to class and left.

I kept walking toward the noise and walked into the basketball court area and it looked like a church event we would have (I realize now that I have many dreams now with this kinda scene). I went straight to the basketball court and saw my cousins and some church friends playing basketball. I played a little bit but then the gym made me realize the dream.

I saw the great view of the gym and it made me realize I was dreaming. When I realized I was dreaming everyone started getting sleepy and passed out on the gym floor and this wasn't just a few people, it was at least 30! I found this rather strange but continued with my dream. I walked around the gym avoiding stepping on anyone and I looked back again at the gym to see the view and take notes of anything odd to note for next time so I can compare those details to reality. It was only strange in the sense that lights seemed to have a glossy effect on everything and shadows were more defined.

I then started messing around right as people started waking back up again. I would grab a basket ball and shoot it. Then it was time to fly. I grabbed a ball and I had difficulty flying at first, but I figured it out after 3 tries. I had to jump and straighten my arms and legs and keep straight until I was at least 10 feet high and then I could float. I did some anti-gravity dunks and stuff for a bit and then decided to check the next gym. I did more anti-gravity stunts and then woke up.


Pirate ship for school contest
When the ship changes to a pirate ship, I am about to be lucid
This next dream started at my school. I had fitness for life class on a ship that looked like a medium sized sailboat. I had already taken the class so I didn't really follow directions I just did what I wanted. People would ask me questions and I would tell them what to expect on tests and homework. Then we had an urgent video announcement. We had a contest for Disney characters or something and ours was similar to Pirates of the Caribbean. It seemed our school had a real pirate ship to use and we were still losing badly because our college is a community college named after a town nobody knows... So we had to grab people's attention by sailing the ship around Lake Conroe. The video showed the captain and I asked why is their no Willy Wonka character? Then on the video I saw someone who looked like me do cart-wheels down some stairs and crash into a garbage can... I didn't recall doing anything like that. Everyone said I was the first mate so I believed them.

The ship suddenly became a pirateship without me realizing it and we were about to set sail. As we were getting ready, the captain wasn't happy about his ship. It had water in the hull and the crew wasn't too bright because we all were just college students.

As I went to the helm I realized it was a dream from the sight of the ship and the fact that there are no pirate ships on Lake Conroe.

We set sail and I drove. We were on the lake for what felt like 30 minutes when we had to dock for supplies. I saw a spot but all the water around the docks was dried up (which is about right because here in Texas we got that major drought that lowered the lake a bunch). I parked it on dry land next to the dock and I had an idea. The captain was mad and said now what do we do wait for rain like idiots? I said watch this men. I flew up way above the ship and looked at the sky and raised my hands and rain clouds started to form. I said let there be rain but it didn't work... I tried again but not enough rain was happening. I said maybe I need God's help, I said God I need your rain, our ship isn't going anywhere and I really need your help with this one. It didn't rain and I decided to try one more time and it did and I thanked God for the rain.

I came back down to the ship and everyone was pleased with my work. We sailed around a bit more and then I remember getting to be leader of the crew while the captain slept for the rest of the dream. I docked the ship again to pick up more crew because we knew that we were short of labor and I did some more flying around the docks until I woke up.

I have never had two lucids in one night before. Awesome

02.23.2012

In the bathroom, reading Naruto, couple in Restaurant, Basketball (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: In Bathroom

I'm going into the bathroom to pee, and there are way too many random DCs in the bathroom and urinals as well. I finally found one after awkwardly avoiding a DC looking at my private parts and did my business.

Some person was doing something random that I'm not too sure of.

Dream 2: Reading Naruto Shippuden Manga Online

I think I'm reading a colored Naruto Shippuden Manga online, and some ad on the side said that going to these types of sites giving new stuff means they can store your information or something like that. (I still think my mind is associating with the fake DV server thing).

I see Tobi with his new mask and having his Eternal Mangekyou Sharigan and the Rinnegan, and Naruto in Kyuubi mode.




I also saw some pictures of one of the Rugrats characters named Chuckie, and the name "Dave" was beside the image as well.



Dream 3: Couple in Restaurant

I'm inside a restaurant, and I see some girl with some guy. He's showing off his body to her, and he's really muscular all over. He told her that he didn't let the girl before he came to her touch his crotch.



The girl then asks him what he sees in her all the time, and suddenly I'm taking the guy's perspective in 1st person view, and while he's saying "girls" several times, I see how sad and lonely the girl is.

Dream 4: Basketball

I think I'm in a basketball game and I see some person making insane 3 pointers (not really a fan of basketball, but he was doing really crazy tactics that would involve a lot of courage and risk).



Then I think I'm the person and I start making random 2 and 3 pointers, then I tried to shoot out of bounds behind the basket, but I fail.

I even tried to pass the ball to a teammate, but they failed in getting it as well, I think one of them even slapped the ball away from me passing it to them.

(real life)
I got a call from this guy who lives in houston, he said hey Jamone this is Joseph (he sounded like a ghetto accent).* I said no man this is Josh.* I expected him to say oh woops I called the wrong number but instead he said Oh well if you see him, tell him Cicero is looking for him.* I went with it thinking this guy will realize I wasn't who he was trying to reach but he wasn't too bright.* I said aight mayne (with a ghetto accent).* He said hey man you know anybody that wants some handlebars?* I said nah man I don't.* He said aight well latah mayne.* I laughed without an accent saying bye.* Anyway, the next day he called again but i was in college and I couldn't really answer it.
The next night, I had a dream about that guy finding me and here it is.
(dreamed this)
So for some odd reason, we were having a church basketball tournament and we were on the road to New Orleans.* We finally made it to where we were going and it was a restaraunt and a gym and an arcade at the same time.* When we got there, I recognized some people from our church.* We had to take our shoes off at the entrance like at a kids play place or something...
When we walked in, my family went to get a table and I was going to have a look around the place.* I started walking toward the arcade when these two black guys came out of the arcade and said hey Josh what's up man?* I was confused.* He said, don't you remember me?* It's me Joseph!* I then kinda paniced thinking he was going to get mad that I was pretending I knew him on the phone.* He said and this is Cicero remember?* I pretended again like I knew them and was trying to find a way to get back to my family.
Then he said I got those handlebars you ordered!* I figured I was going to have to buy some handlebars to who knows what (the guy never told me what they were for in real life) and then I could go be with my family and this would all blow over, but that's not what happened.
He pulled a brown paper sack out of his jacket pocket and it looked like drugs.* I tried to go toward the restaraunt but they said come on this way and they said we'll go over here so nobody suspects anything.
*Now I'm not a racist so don't judge me!*

We go down this long hallway and at the edge of the hallway is a window on each wall and I can see a basketball gym out each window.* They shut the shutters on the windows and he said alright here is what you get, it is the good stuff.* I kept trying to find a way out but there was none.* I looked and said yep that's what I wanted (trying to get rid of them as fast as I can).* They said alright now you got the cash?* I had left my wallet in the truck and I was now wondering if they found out I didn't have enough money, would they shoot me or try to fight me?* I said oh I left my wallet let me go get it.* They said aight we'll wait here.* I then rushed to get to the restaraunt to tell my family the odd situation and on my way there my dad walks bu and says hey we are leaving, I've been looking for you.

I go to the front door and there are shoes everywhere!* More people showed up and now there are just piles of shoes by each door!* I look for my shoes where I left them and they aren't there.* I then see a little girl sitting on the floor with a cast on her left femur, putting on shoes that are a little too big for that look exactly like mine.* I said I think you are wearing my shoes and she says go away these are mine!* I then said fine have it your way.* I took them from her and she starts screaming.* People look at me and I said that she is stealing my shoes!* I get them and they don't fit me, they are too small.* I then hear my dad say hey Josh your shoes are over here hurry up.* Man I felt stupid.
I gave the shoes back and her older sister who is about my age said don't worry about it, she has been a brat since she broke her femur.* I said it is okay I can understand what she is going through, I broke my femur around that age also (true story I actually did).* I go get my shoes from dad and then I woke up.

Scattered dream...maybe I was waking up and that's why I can't piece everything together....anyways.

Come at me BRO

I'm watching someone fight, some random cat...and I don't jump in because I don't know who the heck they are. One guy wins, and he's mad at me...apparently he's J's brother. J magically shows up, and starts punching me. He yell's something about not helping out. I told him what the deal is...and it's me vs. them two for a while. Fight of my life type shit...since he's waaaaaay stronger than me IRL. I was just trying to defend myself for the most part. D shows up...and we square off. D talks them out of it for a second. Then asks me to drop his kids off....then I'm like...hold up, isn't that just running? I might as well finish taking this ass whooping now than leave.

Can I stop dreaming about this?

There's this guy preaching about something at my house....he walks inside. My pops arrives and tells him to get out...I was really surprised because he was mad. The guy leaves...and then J's kids come over to eat. I think I serve them hotdogs, and one of them just pours a pile of salt over the hotdog and doesn't eat it. I obviously got mad and yelled at her...telling her that she needs to eat her food, or not ask for so much. I felt bad after words and told her I loved her.

Something else about walking through a field....but I turned around because I had a feeling I was going to see snakes everywhere.

I'm in a crowded room, and we're watching these highlights of the NBA Playoffs. Specifically when Jordan was playing against Alonzo Mourning's and Charles Barkley's (my two favorite players) teams that they were on. Something else came up about genealogy...and I had to remind two people they were related. We kept watching it and sat down, and there was cheerleader sitting in my lap. I had one hand on her thigh, and on on her back. I could tell she was cold and what not, but I tried to pay attention to the game. I moved my arm around her, my hand off of her thigh because I noticed my hand was pretty high up there. She leaned forward so my arm wouldn't be touching her at all. Then she said something like don't try anymore of that stuff. Which was kinda weird...cause I thought I was the one moving away....hell whatever.

There's a guy sitting in front of us with a clean cut afro who she's practically sitting next to now because of the leanage. He asks her "so who you wit". Or something cheesy like that...she says no one. And I told the guy "I'm still Mr. Solo...she's just a friend or whatever". I was a little upset at how sneaky the guy tried to be...but at the same time I was just like "fuck it".

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm visiting Las Vegas. Downtown Las Vegas is made up of multiple levels of shops, restaurants, and casinos, most of them themed to a particular pop-culture franchise, all stacked on top of each other and connected by multiple layers of walkways and stairs, creating a gigantic, multilevel man-made environment. I'm walking through this environment with my mom. I walk away from her briefly to do something on my own [I don't remember what], and I'm worried for a moment that I won't be able to find my way back to where she's sitting. But I come back down the stairs and there she is, sitting on a bench next to a curved railing at the edge of an elevated walkway, waiting for me to come back. When I approach, she gets up, and we continue walking.

Then, my mom and I are joined by my sister and a couple of our girlfriends. [They weren't anyone I know in real life, but in the dream, they were our friends.] While we're walking around, my mom says something to the effect of, “I thought all you girls were supposed to go see a shrink!” We just kind of laugh and say, “Yeah, we were.” [I think] We're still planning on going to see one later.

My family and I are getting ready to leave somewhere on an airplane. I observe how airplanes operate, by catching drafts of air, and think about how fragile and uncertain this process is. Then I think that it's best not to think about this process too much, since I'm going to have to travel on one very shortly. Then, we're flying on the airplane. It flies past some elevated highways that appear familiar to me.

[Different dream, probably in a different cycle.] I'm sitting in a typical high school football stadium, watching the pre-game activities. There is a marching band on the field. One member of the marching band has a large trombone whose bell is filled with clarinets. When he blows into the trombone, the clarinets spray out all over the place.

I find myself hunting through the bleachers for my clarinet reeds, which have been thrown all over the place. I pick them up, looking at the numbers printed on the back of each one, looking for the 2 ½ reed. One of them says “5 ½,” another “3 ½.” Eventually, I find the 2 ½ one.

The football players are on the field, warming up for the game. One of them throws a practice pass to another, but with a basketball, not a football. I look away from the field, and look down at the program on my lap. It's made of sheets of paper folded in half crosswise, and has lots of text on it. I read it for a few moments, and then something [I don't remember what] makes me stop and think, Either [something that I can't remember now], or this is a dream program. I reach up and pinch my nose shut, and feel that wonderful, paradoxical sensation of being able to breathe through it while doing so. Yes, I'm dreaming. I pinch my nose and breathe through it for a few moments more, to verify and to enjoy the sensation. While doing this, I gaze at the program, not reading it, just looking at it and appreciating the experience of knowing that this thing I'm looking at, as real as it looks, is just a dream image being generated by my mind.

When I look up at the field again, I'm surprised to find that the scene has grown mostly dark, as if somebody turned off most of the lights. I know that's because I haven't been paying any attention to the football field for the last couple of minutes, and therefore, it's started to fade away. I'm disappointed, and wish and hope that it will get brighter again, but it doesn't. Then the dream ended.

After I had woken up, I remembered that I could have verbally commanded the dream to become clear and bright again, and mentally kicked myself for forgetting about that trick.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a living room with my little brother. There was probably a sharp, but pale incandescent lamp on somewhere. A TV was blaring on a small TV stand. And the living room was littered here and there with things like blankets and clothes.

My brother was being really annoying in some way or another. At one point he was really annoying me by doing some weird kind of walk away from me and then back to me really fast, as if he were going to crash into me.

Eventually I just tried to ignore my brother altogether, and I started trying to pay more attention to the TV. But then I felt bad for treating my brother so coldly. So I figured that if he started acting nice to me, I'd be nice to him, too.

My brother now came up to me and asked me if he could take a look at my phone. He was just curious to see what it had on it. Having told myself I'd be nice to my brother, I handed my phone to my brother.

My brother walked over to the couch and sat down with my phone. A little while later my brother was standing up and walking around the room, doing some other stuff.

I was wondering where my phone was. My brother may have told me he'd left it by the couch. I saw it on a desk that stood before the couch. I grabbed it.

I saw that I had either an email message or a text message from somebody (or a few people?). I was about to look at the messages. But my brother, looking at his own phone, at the other end of the living room, said, "Oh, did I just get a message from ----? Saying -----?"

This was the person I'd just gotten a message from, and the subject of the message the person had sent me. My brother said something else to make me understand that while he had been "looking" at my phone, he set it so that any texts or emails I received would be automatically forwarded to his phone.

I was really mad. I didn't want my brother in all of my business. I felt like it was stupid to give my brother my phone in the first place -- even if I had thought I should have been nicer to him. But I was mostly concerned with how to stop my phone from forwarded all my info to my brother.

Dream #2

I was on an indoor basketball court with a group of boys. But I'm not sure whether we were playing a game, or just waiting around for some other people to lead us in some kind of event. I'm pretty sure we were all milling around. I was just milling around by myself.

I saw the basketball hoop and wondered if I could jump and touch the rim. I'd never been able to do it before. But I felt like maybe I could now.

The rim seemed a bit higher than normal, and it was a really bright orange. The net was also torn to shreds, so that now only a couple ratty inches hung below the rim.

As I was getting ready to jump, a bunch of the boys all gathered around me. It was like they had all suddenly decided to start playing a game.

I felt a bit self-conscious now that all these other boys were around me. I had thought that maybe I could jump and touch the rim. But now I knew I probably couldn't.

But I also having a hard time even jumping, because I was getting all tangled up in all the other boys who were trying to play a game. But, at the same time, I was already in the air, and so absurdly high in the air -- yet nowhere near the rim -- that all the boys were already beneath my feet.

One of the boys said something like, "Oh, he's trying to touch the rim! Let's see if we can do it! Or let's see if we can do a slam dunk!"

Apparently now the other boys were now already doing slam dunks and touching the basketball hoop's rim, while I was apparently still floating my way on up toward it! (But strangely enough, I don't think, all throughout this dream, that I actually ever saw one of these boys.)

Finally I reached the tattered net of the hoop. I grabbed onto it and pulled myself up to the rim.

The other boys were now saying things like, "Oh, look! He's holding onto the rim! Is he going to try to do a slam dunk?"

I didn't really know what I was going to do. I didn't know where to go from here. I didn't know how to get down. I felt like I was up way too high.

But now I thought I should climb down. First I did this by inching my hands down the couple inches of tattered net.

Then I saw a pole in front of me. It was like a brass coat rack, or some kind of lightpost. It had one central pole. And off from the pole, on either side, set one below the other, like rungs on a ladder, were little loops of brass. But every once in a while the brass of this structure was black, like it was coated in a think layer of tar or plastic.

I started climbing down this pole. As I did, I noticed that on the other side of the pole was something like a shopping mall. Apparently this indoor basketball court was right in the middle of a shopping mall.

About twenty meters away, there was also a long folding table, at which sat three or four older adults, nicely dressed and very serious looking. I could tell these were the judges. Whatever event the boys and I were at, we were going to be judged on our performance.

All this time, the boys were saying, "Oh, look! Now he's going to climb down!" I climbed down to about two or three meters above the ground. There were no more rungs on the pole. So I either had to jump down or slide down. I think I chose to slide down, even though I may have thought that I was still climbing down.

When I got down, one of the boys (whom I'm pretty sure I didn't see) warned me, "We aren't supposed to be climbing on the pole. You're gonna get in trouble when the judges come!"

I was kind of shocked. I looked up at the pole, which now seemed extremely thin and weak, as if my weight should probably have snapped it off at its base.

I wondered when the judges would come, and what kind of trouble I'd get into. But I also wondered what the heck I was supposed to do, anyway. How was I supposed to have gotten down from the rim, if I wasn't allowed to climb down the pole?

Dream #3

I was in a movie theatre, I think, watching a movie. I already had some idea of the plot of the movie. I knew it was about two girls, probably sixteen or seventeen years old, who, after some kind of accident, were now able to see into a different world.

This world was either a different dimension or the dream world. But the girls would see the dream world or different dimension in waking life, while they were going about their normal lives.

It was like the different dimension or the dream world was overlaid on our world, but invisible to most people. According to what I knew of the plot, the two girls now had to fight some battle in the middle of the two worlds to save our world.

I was now watching the beginning of the movie, which was kind of showing the origin of the two girls' powers.

The girls were out driving on a highway at night. The streetlamps over the highway were different-colored, like lights on a stage at a rock concert.

One of the girls was a troublemaker. I think this was the girl driving. She looked kind of like the avatar Mayatara has on the Dream Views site, of the girl with the white flash coming from her third eye -- except, of course, without the white flash.

I think the other girl was a troublemaker, too, but not as much as the first girl.

But now another car drove up, first really closely tailgating the girls' car, then finally driving up right beside the driver's side of the girls' car. This car was like a 1970s style car, green, but with a big, white racing side across each side.

The drivers of this car also appeared to be girls, about the age of the main character girls. But the audience was supposed to get the feeling that the girls in the green car were demons from the other world, sent to make the two girls angry, so they'd do something stupid that would lead to their own destruction. Apparently the demons of the other world already knew that the two girls were going to work to save the two worlds.

So the girls in the green car began really agitating the two girls. Eventually the girl driving just told the girls in the green car to screw off. The girl stepped really hard on the gas, speeding way up ahead of the green car.

But now one of the girls in the green car pulled out a gun and began shooting at the main girls' car! But when she shot her gun, a whole bunch of stuff came out with the bullet. The bullet, actually, didn't get very far. But the other stuff did, breaking through the back window of the main girls' car.

There was something like a centerless coin, or a washer, among all this stuff. The camera closed in really tightly on the washer and followed it in slow motion. The washer hit the left temple of the girl in the passenger seat. It hit with the same speed of a bullet, but the impact didn't do more than just knocking the girl out.

The girl in the driver's seat saw that her friend (maybe they were more than friends?) had just been injured. Now she was really ticked off!

The green car pulled up beside the girls' car. The girls in the green car were now wild -- bashing and pounding against their own car windows, almost like caged wolves trying to attack a person outside.

But the girl was so angry she just wanted to kill the girls in the green car. The highway was now driving on an overpass that went high over a wide, black river. The girl figured she'd just smash the green car right off the highway and into the river.

The girl began slamming and slamming against the green car. Eventually she drove the car right off the highway. But somehow the demons had a hand in this, too. And the girl's car went off the highway, too.

I watched as both cars plunged into the river. I thought to myself, It doesn't make sense that this is happening. How can these two girls go on fighting with their powers if they're dead? But they must be going to die. There's no way they could survive something like this.

The camera view was now of the girls in their car. The second girl was probably still knocked out. The first girl was possibly trying to find a way to save her friend and herself.

But the girls' car was probably right up on the side of the demons' car, so that the driver's side window of the girls' car was right next to the passenger side window of the demons' car.

The demon-girl on the passenger side of the car now bashed on her window to get the girl's attention. The girl looked over. The demon-girl now let something go from herself, an aura-esque, holographic kind of expansion of herself, which may also have morphed into a demonic shape.

I think I now got the idea that this was what had given the two girls their power. The demons may actually not have been against the girls. But the only way the demon girls could have given the girls their powers was by putting them into a situation like this.

I was now sitting outside, in a hallway between movie theatres. I sat on a couch-like bench. Just to my left was a doorway to another movie theatre. And just to the left of that, I think, was a small concession stand.

The hallway was well-lit, with peach-orange walls. And, far down to my left, at the end of the hallway, was a smallish window letting in a lot of light from the grey day outside.

A guy, maybe in his late twenties or early thirties, stood to my left. He was white, with his head shaved, but some black stubble now growing back onto it. He also had a shadow of stubble on his cheecks, even though he may have had a pretty full mustache and some pretty full hair below his bottom lip.

The guy wore a green t-shirt with white lettering on it. He wore a long-sleeved shirt under that. He wore slightly baggy, black jeans. The guy, I somehow knew, was a popular movie critic. He may have had some blog that everybody paid attention to, when it came to movies, even though I hadn't ever read it before.

The guy seemed lost in some way or another. Since he seemed lost, and since he was famous, I figured that maybe I would see if I couldn't help him. If I helped him, maybe he'd be able to help me get a job.

But the guy was only concerned because his friends still hadn't arrived for the movie yet. There seemed now to be a whole bunch of people standing around the guy, as if they were all standing in line to get into a movie.

I told the guy not to worry. The movie didn't start until 2:53. So he still had plenty of time to wait here for his friends. But somebody near us was saying, in a kind of tone of urgency, that he and whoever he was with had to get to the theatre. The movie had started at 2:35. So they were already late. And the guy didn't want to miss any more than he'd already missed.

I got kind of panicked, too. I'd been excited to see this movie, too! But I thought it started at 2:53, not 2:35! I looked at my watch (? - don't wear one). It was 2:53 right now! That meant I'd already missed a lot of the movie!

I ran down almost to the end of the hallway, to get to my movie theatre. As I ran in, I saw that the movie had already started. I was coming in after the whole origins scene had come and gone.

Now I'd never know how the girls had gotten their powers! This had been my biggest question!

The theatre itself was kind of disordered, as if there were a lot of parents their with their little kids. So each family, or maybe small group of families, was in their own little space, making clumps of noisy areas, and whole sections of empty seats.

But a lot of the audience didn't even seem to be focused on the movie. The atmosphere was like a big picnic inside of a movie theatre.

I went up toward the front of the movie theatre and sat near a blonde business woman wearing a white blouse and khaki-colored skirt or trousers. The woman's hair was really thick and flowing. The woman may have been in her early forties. She may somehow have acknowledged me and then gone back to watching the movie.

The scene was now a daytime scene. A man and a woman, maybe in their late thirties or early forties, were out on some promenade on the side of the same river that the girls had crashed into.

The man and the woman were both teachers at the high school the two girls went to. The man had a kind of Joe Piscopo look about him: curly, brown-red hair, kind of tan face, but a little reddish, too. But he looked a little more worn out by life, and he had slimmer, paler eyes.

The man was telling the woman that she needed to stop messing around with the two girls. Apparently the woman had been in the car with the two girls during the crash into the river.

The man was telling the woman that things the woman had lately been involved with with the two girls -- some kind of weird adventures that the man vaguely knew about, but which generally appeared to the world like nothing but close scrapes with trouble -- were hurting the woman.

The adventures the woman was involved in, the man said, were distracting the woman from teaching her students. And if she got too distracted from her role as a teacher, there were people in the administration department of the school who would be more than happy to fire her.

The woman listened to the man and sympathized with him. But she couldn't really do anything about it. It was fate. She was meant to have the adventures she was having.

I knew that the woman had been sitting in the backseat when the car had gone into the river. She had received only a part of the power that the two girls had received. But she'd received enough to see what kind of trouble the two worlds were in.

And she had a part in saving the two worlds. So she didn't have a choice. Regardless of what happened to her, she had to have her adventures. She wished that she could tell the man about all of this. But the man could only know so much. And so he'd just have to be worried for the woman.

I could see that, off to the right, the main girl was walking toward the promenade from a stone bridge that crossed the river. I could tell that the girl was already seeing a new batch of holographic demons. I could tell that a new fight was already about to begin, and that the woman would be involved.

I remember playing basketball for a while. It was a pickup game in a gym. We stopped, and all these people crowded into the building. I remember seeing D there, but that's all I recognized. My old coach came in the room, and people were handing out play money to us. Then they started talking about how we could buy these t-shirts with them if we earned enough. They were various shirts of 90s rockbands.

I also remember driving down the interstate with my pops...the road was really messed up. Parts of it required us to drive directly against the flow of traffic to exit the interstate. We got to a hospital...and he was talking to me about my moms (RIP). He was telling me that she knew it was her time to go.

the first one....i was back home turn stuff off before going to bed like i did growing up (i'm not ocd...i had an irresponsible mother who left the stove on, the dog outside, and the front door wide open)

i got to this last machine....but didn't really know how to work it....it looked like a cooking channel...which my mom watched but never did (she could burn canned frosting)....and then i hit a button...and it was asking what recipe i wanted.....and i didn't know how to go back...and i thought it was just going to show it and go back to the menu where i might be able to turn it off.....nope....out pops a tomato from who knows where.....i took the tomato as it was getting cut up and the machine stopped......there was something weird with my hands though.....the knives went right through them like i was a ghost.....then i woke up

a few hours later i went back to sleep......i had this dream where i was in the psyc ward....and there was a group therapy room.....and i kept moving chairs.....and this one person kept walking in the room naked....and i don't know the gender of the person....but they were really fat.......i moved when she sat next to me..they took her to get dressed right after that..and the therapist had me sit back in that chair when he came in....because i had left paper there.....but the paper only had doodles on it....and he kept bumping into me......and everyone in the room was in lala land except me and 3-4 other people.....but they were not paying much attention because they didn't want to be there.....and then he started touching my arms and tickling me....and i moved away to the other side of the room.....and he came over and wanted to keep tickling me.......and i kicked him below the belt........and went to the nurses' station to get ice and there were two security guys standing there and i asked them for help....and the therapist told them to stop me.....and they listened to him and not me....and each one of them took one of my hands and he punched me in the face again.....and i blacked out in the dream and entered another dream?....i'm not sure.......but i was outside in a parking lot with blankets.....and i had to take them back inside so i could go eat......and i was at the place to eat.....but had to go across 7-8 parking lots to get to the place to put the blankets and then get back......i ended up in this park...and there were white steps that led to a tennis court......and i stopped going down them because they were steep and i was afraid i was going to fall......and i had the blankets wrapped around me at the time.....

then this guy came up to me and said i have to follow the yellow spots.....and there was one on this step....and i went down the hill and he was leading me.....and i took off the blankets when we got to this weird basketball court........and there was this guy standing on a yellow spot in the ground in the middle of it......and his head had a large helmet that looked like a basketball on it.....and we chased him and were competing to catch him.......then eventually decided we have to work together......and then we caught him after he had run all over the park......and took him back to the basketball court.......his helmet had fallen off......and there was a yellow spot on the wall on top of a mural of a basketball.....and the other dude wanted to hit his head off the wall (like my mother used to do to me and my siblings) but i wouldn't let him......and the basketball head guy touched his head to the wall and this buzzer sounded.....i woke up to me alarm clock

the first one....i was back home turn stuff off before going to bed like i did growing up (i'm not ocd...i had an irresponsible mother who left the stove on, the dog outside, and the front door wide open)

i got to this last machine....but didn't really know how to work it....it looked like a cooking channel...which my mom watched but never did (she could burn canned frosting)....and then i hit a button...and it was asking what recipe i wanted.....and i didn't know how to go back...and i thought it was just going to show it and go back to the menu where i might be able to turn it off.....nope....out pops a tomato from who knows where.....i took the tomato as it was getting cut up and the machine stopped......there was something weird with my hands though.....the knives went right through them like i was a ghost.....then i woke up

a few hours later i went back to sleep......i had this dream where i was in the psyc ward....and there was a group therapy room.....and i kept moving chairs.....and this one person kept walking in the room naked....and i don't know the gender of the person....but they were really fat.......i moved when she sat next to me..they took her to get dressed right after that..and the therapist had me sit back in that chair when he came in....because i had left paper there.....but the paper only had doodles on it....and he kept bumping into me......and everyone in the room was in lala land except me and 3-4 other people.....but they were not paying much attention because they didn't want to be there.....and then he started touching my arms and tickling me....and i moved away to the other side of the room.....and he came over and wanted to keep tickling me.......and i kicked him below the belt........and went to the nurses' station to get ice and there were two security guys standing there and i asked them for help....and the therapist told them to stop me.....and they listened to him and not me....and each one of them took one of my hands and he punched me in the face again.....and i blacked out in the dream and entered another dream?....i'm not sure.......but i was outside in a parking lot with blankets.....and i had to take them back inside so i could go eat......and i was at the place to eat.....but had to go across 7-8 parking lots to get to the place to put the blankets and then get back......i ended up in this park...and there were white steps that led to a tennis court......and i stopped going down them because they were steep and i was afraid i was going to fall......and i had the blankets wrapped around me at the time.....

then this guy came up to me and said i have to follow the yellow spots.....and there was one on this step....and i went down the hill and he was leading me.....and i took off the blankets when we got to this weird basketball court........and there was this guy standing on a yellow spot in the ground in the middle of it......and his head had a large helmet that looked like a basketball on it.....and we chased him and were competing to catch him.......then eventually decided we have to work together......and then we caught him after he had run all over the park......and took him back to the basketball court.......his helmet had fallen off......and there was a yellow spot on the wall on top of a mural of a basketball.....and the other dude wanted to hit his head off the wall (like my mother used to do to me and my siblings) but i wouldn't let him......and the basketball head guy touched his head to the wall and this buzzer sounded.....i woke up to me alarm clock

6-year-old Taylor Swift (not famous yet, but getting there) and a 6-year-old brown haired girl (nicknamed Brownie in this post) are both adopted by a lady (Grandma). Taylor is the favorite, so Brownie is my charge/buddy. She's really sweet, but a bit jealous of Taylor. So us two are outside in a park playing, and Taylor and Grandma are inside a CD shop that has no walls about 50 yards away. There are four boys playing basketball next to us, and the ball hits D in the face. He gets all mad, throws the ball the opposite direction, and screams at the boys that if they touch the ball again he will kill them. (D in real life is so nice I'm having trouble believing that it was him) Of course, the boys go get the ball again, D runs after them, I scream at them to stop but they don't, I run and take Brownie with me so she doesn't have to see, eventually the boys outrun D and D passes out from exhaustion and the boys escape mostly unharmed. We run back to the CD shop, I see a bunch of bald men throwing spears at targets mounted on trees. A James Bond-looking guy comes and shows the spearmen his missile launcher. My mind switches to the one of a spearmen, and I'm forced to shoot the launcher. I refuse to shoot anyone, so I shoot a boulder. My mind switches back to my dream character, and I grab Taylor, Grandma grabs Brownie, and we run. Grandma calls me Deida, but as we run a missile comes shooting at us out of the blue. It goes all slow-mo and I avoid it by inches. Another one comes but it isn't slow-mo, but it passes us and hit a brick wall. My view shifts and I see it coming out the other side of the wall, heading toward two freaked-out cartoon sheep.
I always wake up right before something bad happens (luckily)

Non Lucid, I did try a WILD last night, but I was still pretty drunk and it didn't work out.
There is loads of this dream I don't remember, but the main plot is that we keep getting framed for killing people.


I am at some sort of theme park, my family are here, I currently have no idea where they have gone. Behind me is a large doorway into a shop, but the stairs down to the shop are ridiculously steep, so if wanted to go down I would have to climb.
In the far distance I see a small old man, he is carrying a basketball, above him is what seems to be a massive roof of a merry go round, but just as a roof, no ride beneath. The man uses a tennis racket to smash the basket ball, and it just flies at astronomical speeds, reaching me in seconds, I (somehow gaining a tennis racket) smash it back to him.
This goes on for awhile and we are having great fun, but then my family come on court, blocking me, and start playing boring tennis. I decide give up and go exploring.

...I don't know what happens here but some how I gain Kevin Bacon as a friend, and we got blamed for killing someone...

Heading outside, I begin to cross the road in front of me, there is a women crossing just to the left of me, out of nowhere a motorbike comes speeding past and kills the women. I instantly get blamed somehow and I decide to run and get on the motorbike.
Riding down the road I begin to reach a turn off for the highway, I see two cop motorbike drivers just in front, they see me and turn on their lights.
I try to zoom past them, this bike doesn't have that much power though and they come to the side of me and try to hit me off, I curve off to the side of the road and see a fence that I can jump over. The policemen are too close and I decide to trick them by not jumping and continuing riding, this fools them surprisingly well.
I continue on, I stop at the side of the road where there is a gathering to try and fit in. There is a man, an old lady and a few others gathering around a barrel fire.
I go up and start to talk to them, I look closer and see that they are all Kevin Bacon, very strange, my friend the real kevin is just behind me, catching up. I see lights in the distance and know they had set me up, I run into the crop field in front of me, with a surprising struggle to get over the fence, kevin just does a massive backflip.
In the field there are kids there running after me with bees held between their fingers trying to sting us and slow us down. This is surprisingly affective as I get stung and am in great agony.
Fade.

Dream
I was in GTA4 and had just pulled out of a van around the projects with Brucie. Roman pulled up too but he was really rude to me and I was thinking "I'm your cousin. Don't you know that." he was wearing a blue jacket with tight baige jeans.

Fragments
I also played basketball in Saints Row 2 against another team.

I was playing Transformers:War For Cybertron and was Megatron.

8/23/11

DILD + FAs

Recall: poor

I had a lot of work with the new portal technique. This time although it would create portals, they took me to the wrong place.

I was looking for Jonah with some adult guy. We walked down this hallway and I wondered if he maybe went through this mirror. I touch my finger to it and see if it is made of goo. I think he could only do that if it is a dream so I RC.

Lucid, I try to go through the mirror. However, I fail and my dream soon goes black. I am still feeling my way around for a bit.

I thought I woke up and tried to DEILD. In retrospect, I think I was still asleep in an FA. I remember thinking that I should probably get up soon, but I really wanted another chance to LD.

I believe I RC and continue trying to teleport. I am making some portals for a bit. I remember being able to walk through them, but not being very happy with the destinations.

I think I FA again and I am watching a basketball game. There was some issue with reporters doing something to the players so there were some strange interviews. The game started 1 on 1 with Ben Wallace and some other guy. Ben Wallace got the ball first and went down the court. He turned around and hucked the ball, trying to make a behind the back 3 pointer. When that happened, all of the other starting 5s rushed the court to start playing.

I am now playing too. They think I am Derrick Rose. I know it is a dream and that I am not Rose, but I feel like I have to play because they expect me to. I am terrible. I do make a few good plays to get good looks, but I miss every shot badly. The ball is also bigger than normal.

FA

I become lucid and go back to making portals. I am trying to find Heather. I imagine her as vividly as I can, and try to draw a portal. But this time I can't even make a portal. I try it again, and I see it. I walk through, still imagining her, but I end up laying down in the dark. I walked through the portal and ended up laying face down about 2 ft. past the portal in darkness. I stand up and am now standing back out of the portal. I step out and soon lose the dream.

FA. I am disappointed that I couldn't find Heather and give up.

Some guy is talking to me and I get some mail. Heather had sent me a letter. It was from some club she was doing and I assumed it was an invitation. I open it and I find my name on some roster. I can't find her name.

I become lucid somehow and try to portal to her once. It goes to some random room and give up. I want to teleport to the DVA. I am imagining the outside of castle. It is stormy with winds howling. My breathing during this sounds just like whipping winds. I imagine stormy waters. I look at the portal and head through. But it takes me to a random room again.

1. I'm in a dorm at college, playing the newest Grand Theft Auto game. Eventually I get bored and return to my own room, which is full of frat boys from my study abroad trip. They're rifling through my stuff, and understandably I ask them to leave. When they don't I start to yell, then threaten to call campus police. They do leave, but slowly, and I threaten the last one out with a baseball bat. After a bit of peace, one of them calls me, but I ignore the ring. Suddenly, I realize that I'm late to class.

2. I'm watching some sort of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure / Crossroads crossover movie. The main character, a guitar playing youngster, has a book of scales that he carries like a hymnal. He engages in a guitar duel with the Devil; as they play, the Devil's hands expand unrealistically to make jaw-dropping gaps, but the kid's hands do as well. After a bit of this, the kid breaks out a soulful ballad, saying he's "already used the Paganinni."

3. I'm in a swamp at my grad school, which is adorned with placards showing hunting spots for deer. It's a little before dusk, and I can't see any colors. As the sun sets, I realize that my feet are plagued with green tree frogs! I get out of there and call my parents, who say they've been in a concert the whole time.

4. I'm at the grad school rec center, watching some documentary about NCAA basketball. The players are described as "pistons in a well-oiled machine," not as people. Inspired by their fitness, I borrow a ball and start shooting (poorly). After a bit, a bunch of big guys gather around my court. It was reserved by them, and embarrassed I slink off to the elliptical room. My mom wanders into the room, saying she's been looking for me.

5. I'm at a concert with my brother and a random girl from college (A.H). The band is a rather classical one, with instruments of cello, recorder, and violin, but the players are dressed in odd anime-inspired costumes. After their set, one of the players jumps down and starts to mingle with us at a large table. He gives us snarky logic/math puzzles to solve, and I find I can't beat them. I'm embarrassed, but after the table has dissolved he comes up and apologizes to me. I say that I actually enjoyed the challenge.

April 17, 2011
Lucid Dream 219: The Bears' BBQ
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 11
DILD
around 9:00am



I am sitting in the living room and my dad is there with me. The power flickers on and off several times. It is night time and a thunderstorm is raging outside. I kept getting weird feelings like something was watching us. I walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water and I looked out into the nearby hallway. It was pretty dark and I couldn't notice anything at first. I suudenly saw the outline of what looked like a small person. I felt the fear jolt into my chest and I just reacted. I took off running after it. The silhouette of the munchkin took off running away from me and entered my room. I went in after it and saw it trying to hide behind several things in my room. I managed to grasp the munchkin, but I heard an evil laugh and it turn to smoke in my hand.

I was officially freaked out, so I returned to the living room. My cat walked in the room and under my feet. An identical cat walked in right after her. I thought, "I know I don't have two cats...what is going on here?" I looked and noticed the imposter cat right away. Here eyes were the same color unlike my actual cat. I heard a slam behind me and a dog had slammed into the sliding glass door. I walked up to the glass and the dogs head penetrated right through the glass like a ghost and was snapping at me and the cat. I was getting freaked out because I knew this was some sort of hardcore haunting. I thought, "Man this can't be real." I mindlessly raised my hand up and performed a nose pinch RC. I was, in fact, dreaming.

I thought, "Oh thank goodness!" I felt some massive relief and looked at my dad and said, "Don't worry, its just a dream." I ignored the random ghosts that had popped into the room and dove through the sliding glass door. I took flight. I flew over several mountains and was just looking for anything interesting. I flew over a small village and noticed that there was a trap door right in the middle of town. I landed to investigate.

The trap door was made into the earth right in the middle of town. I opened it up and there was another door. It slid open to reveal yet another door. After sliding open about 7 or 8 doors, a DC looked at me and said, "Pull it out of the ground this." I pulled up on the handle and a "flip-book" of doors came up out of the ground. I would have been opening doors forever if I wouldn't have pulled up. Underneath the book of doors, there was a dead body. I tried to move the body out of the way, but the hand of the body grabbed my wrist in dramatic fashion. I had actually thought that this would happen, so it didn't frighten me in the slightest. I pulled away from the body and the hand ripped clean off of its arm. I noticed there were maggots all around where the hand had ripped off. I shook off the hand and left the not so dead body alone.

My friend Cliff was now with me. i walked around a nearby wooden shed and saw a huge pull. I nodded toward Cliff and we both took off running. Cliff shouted, "Cow tipping!" as we ran toward the great beast. We slammed into the bull and plowed it. It fell over hard and skid several yards while letting out a surprised, "Moooooo." As the bull scrambled to its feet I jumped up and landed on top of the barn. I noticed a stream about 40 yards in front of us. On the other side of the stream I could see a lion walking around. I jumped down off the barn and looked back over toward the lion. I now noticed that about 30 grizzly bears had surrounded it. They were all standing up on two legs and were doing a weird dance in unison. They began to close in on the lion while performing a well choreographed dance. The lion let out a final roar when the bears all dove into a pile on the lion.

Dust soon covered up this oddity. I just watched as the dust cleared. The grizzly bears were all spread out wide and there was one in the center. The grizzly picked up the lion which was now tied up. It then slammed the lion down on a huge outdoor grill. The grizzly backed away. One of the other grizzlies tossed a small, round, ball to the grizzly in the center. This grizzly began dribbling the ball real fast and the ball suddenly burst into flames. The grizzly then shot a fade away and the fire ball fly high into the air. It landed on the grill and the lion caught fire. The grizzly slammed the grill shut and I could feel the dream fading. I decided to just go ahead and DEILD....

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!