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April 1, 2011
Lucid Dream 207: What...The...F***!?!
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 3
WILD
around 7:00pm



I had woken up several times and fallen back to sleep. I remembered bits and pieces of some odd dreams, but hadn't achieved lucidity in any of them. I closed my eyes again and could feel SP setting in. I just went with it and soon transitioned into the dream state with very little HH (just some vibrations and flashing colors).

I got out of bed, took two steps, and immediately had a false awakening. I was in a completely different room from the one I had fell asleep in, so I knew it was a false awakening. I stood and noticed that there was someone sitting at my bedside. It was me. My twin stood up and walked up to me. He smiled and said, "So what do you want to do?" I said, "Well, first I'm going to stabilize. Are you going to help me?" He looked at me like I was stupid and said, "Uh, no!" I thought to myself, "What a dick!" I began performing a few nose pinch RCs for stabilization and I noticed the wall was glowing. I looked closer and saw that the wall double as a t.v. It was odd though, I could still see the features of the wall and it seemed like it could be a projection. It was of really high quality though and there was no projection in site. I heard movement beside me, so I turned and saw my twin taking off a belt. He took off his pants and underwear and bent over the bed. He said, "Get over here and f*** me!" I was stunned at what I was watching. I just decided to exit the room and get away from my incest twin-self.

The hallway was very oddly designed. At one point I had to crawl under the low ceiling. I finally made it to a different room of the house. It was my room. I scanned it for a moment and noticed that there were no windows. I heard another noise behind me and I saw my dad. He asked me if I wanted to go fishing. I told him this was a dream and I wasn't going fishing. He started yelling about someone being stuck in the belly of a whale and left the room. I turned back around and my dad was now standing in front of me holding a fishing pole. He asked me again, "Do you want to go fishing?" I was a little frustrated and said, "No, dammit! This is a dream and I'm not fishing." He got excited and told me that dream fish were bigger. I just turned and left the room.

I started flying through the hallways of the house. The rooms and halls were now large open areas with plenty of room to maneuver. I found the front door and exited the house. The driveway was completely made of wood and there was a giant grill sitting in the middle of the driveway. I took flight and attempted to leave the neighborhood when I suddenly had another false awakening.

I was back in my room, but it was about 20x's larger than normal. I noticed a group of people in the corner, so I flew over to them. There were two very tall chicks standing beside two crash dummies dressed up in suits. These girls were like a foot taller than I was. One was very hot, looked Russian, and had some very large breasts. I decided....why not. I began kissing the girl and removed her shirt. The other girl began undressing as well. I noticed that the other chick had two tits like normal, but had 4 nipples. Two per breast. It was quite odd.

I walked over to the bed and laid the russian chick down on her back. I noticed that the quad-nipple chick also did not possess any type of sexual organs whatsoever. She sat down on the bed and started rubbing her four nipples. A little creeped out, I turned back to the Russian chick. Suddenly, the quad-nipple girl starts yelling very loudly. She kept repeating, "Your face says their names! Your face says their names!" I looked down at the russian and she whispered, "I can see them all through your face." She then flared her teeth and I saw that she was a vampire. I felt a little scared for some reason, but shook it off quickly. I then inserted myself into the russian and began hammering away. I leaned down and let her bite into my neck. For some reason I felt a rush of pleasure and got off in the dream. I thought that I would wake up with a mess, but I woke up a few moments later and was thankfully, dry.

I immediately thought, "WTF was that?" It was a pretty strange one, lol.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs. We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

27.01.2011

A zombie turns me into Sailor Moon (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was lazy to write down all dreams, and from now, I am going to hesitate to post all my dreams recalled (specially fragments, work dreams, etc) and make my readers bored. I will only post dreams that are at least, decent.

I was with my wife in front of a house. The house did not look creepy at all, in fact, the garden of the house was very well up kept and the neighborhood looked high end. It was day and warm. I needed to enter the house and for some reason, kill some zombies (I do not play videogame nor watch zombie movies. My wife's Magic The Gathering favorite deck is a black Zombie deck. But she uses the zombies, so "they" are not against her. I was somehow excited and I was not afraid. As on most of my dreams, I was semi-lucid, but I did not care too much about it.

When we entered the house, we saw a big living room. I observed some steps on the side going to the second floor and some odd furniture in front of me. We walked to the middle of the room and we saw no zombies. I did not have a weapon and I was wondering how I was going to deal with my zombies. Suddenly, I hear the laughing of a kid. I told my wife, "The zombie kid has a chainsaw! We need to grab it." My wife walked around the stairs and the kid started to chase her, I was on the other side of the stairs. I pushed the kid and stole from him his chainsaw. I butchered his head. I want to point out these zombies were all gray and I saw little to no blood.

After the living room, we went to a few bedrooms. The furniture looked old school but nothing was creepy nor bloody. Suddenly, a zombie came out of a closet and jumped on my back, but my wife was able to kill it before it got to a bigger issue. We navigated through a few rooms. All the zombies were human shaped, no animals or abnormal monsters.

We got to the kitchen. Several cabinets were open and I was suspicious that we were going to suffer a ambush. My wife felt hungry and wanted to cook something. I told her she needed to watch out, for possible smaller zombies lurking inside the cabinets or something. I saw a cabinet that was full of stuff. I grabbed the chainsaw and placed it inside the cabinet, then turned it on. All I saw was a lot of pieces of white papers flying around. I felt that in the oven, a zombie could be hidden, so I turned it on, maximum heat. I relaxed as I did not see more thread. Suddenly, a zombie appeared from nowhere and jumped on me. The zombie looked like this (one of my Wife's zombie cards for her deck):







The face on the zombie, was extremely close as this one, however, he wore no cape and his whole head looked the same. The zombie was on me, however, I was not afraid. I grabbed a huge knife and started hitting his head, but the zombie did not seem to care. The zombie bit me on the neck, vampire style. I started to levitate, away from the house. My wife told me that I was going to turn into something weird or a zombie and I could never leave the house. I started to fly away but a odd barrier did not allow me to. A witch appeared from nowhere and told me I was cursed. She tuned me into Sailor Moon!! (LOL):







It has been ages I do not watch her. So I was surprise this turned around this way. On the own dream, I wondered why I was dreaming about this. As most of my dreams are semi-lucid, I only count as lucid my dreams with full lucidity. My wife liked me more as I am (for obvious reasons) so she though that killing the zombie who attacked me, would turn me back to my own self.

We entered the building again. I was not waking anymore, but levitating. My dream body was Sailor Moon's. I wanted to be ready for more zombies, but I realized that as I was bitten, they would not attack me now. I needed to go to the restroom, I saw that I was in front of the female's restroom, however, I entered it as I was in a female's body. I wondered if I would be able to wipe myself properly afterward, as I am used to the male body I had. When I got to the toilet, I woke up.

This time the dream starts off in the middle/near the end of a zombie apocalypse. Up until this point I have somehow survived, but I am suddenly trapped by two zombies. One I recognize as a friend of mine, and the other seems to be one of her friends. Strangely enough, my friend starts to speak about how she really doesn't want to kill me. Turns out some of the zombies have been able to retain all their previous memories and all human functions although they are dead and now crave flesh and blood. So, instead of killing me, my friend bites into the side of my wrist so that I will become one of them.

Her zombie friend starts complaining, saying that he really wants a bite of me before I turn into one of them. He begins poking me in different spots, asking if he can bite a little of the flesh off in those areas. I give in and allow him to take a small munch of skin right above my hip bone and just below my belly. I turn into a zombie soon after, and am luckily also one retains all previous functions. Wanting to head out on my own for a while, I wave them goodbye and walk in another direction. Soon I come across what appears to be a cross between a Wal-Mart and a mall, and another of my friends is also standing outside. We can instantly tell that each other is a zombie, though our bites on our arms are hidden by the long sleeves we wear. The people barricading the compound don't know that some of the zombies still appear human and act human, and so they let us in.

Once we're inside, we wait until the people we are following have turned their backs on us, and then we begin to ravage the inside. It turns out that there were other 'smart zombies' within, and my attack has encouraged this sort of rebellion to begin. In the dream, I can see my friend and I ripping out intestines and scarfing down flesh. Our entire group has started heading for the main communications building before I wake up from the dream.

I'm fighting or running from something. At first it's just a black dog that keeps biting me and I keep trying to take it off me or break his neck. The girls from inside the house leave me alone. He bites harder into my leg or arm. I finally succeed to rip its body apart and throw it. An old lady in the corner of the street says it will come back, stronger, darker, as a boar. A man who is followed by death like in the Final Destination movie enters the house.
I get to a bar and sit at the table with C. and C. There is a lot of smoke. I tell them the smoke is a very very bad sign.
I'm living with my cousin in a trailer at an intersection. She sometimes goes out in the street dressed in the pijamas. I change myself inside.
I tell myself "How real, how alive this dream feels!". My cousin and my aunt are with me. I know it is a dream, I think I fell asleep near them, so I tell them to wake me up, just a bit, to wake me up so I can gain control of the dream and that's all. They don't answer. I keep telling myself, Maria, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Maria. I can't get control like this. I feel IT coming. I can't transform IT. I start running up a hill, climbing houses, doors. It follows me everywhere, it bites my feet.
It keeps getting bigger and I keep getting smaller in my parent's room. It transforms. I can see it will become something big, so I try to turn myself into an elephant. I can't. It becomes an american helicopter. It shoots me. I think that if it kills me, I would wake up, so it's ok. It doesn't even hit me. My parents are in their bed. My mum comes at me to check who I am with a knife. There may be blood on it. I climb to the roof, to the dark night sky that is full of stars. I tell myself "It's the sky, Maria, I can control the dream!"

I don't know how the zombie apocalypse starts in my dream. When I enter, the pandemic has already begun and where I am at there seems to be nobody around. I walk through what seems to be a large, courtyard type area outside of a medium sized cottage house. I enter the house through some French doors and flip on some lights. I had entered what seemed to be the kitchen area, though it's rather small. When I switch on the lights, I all of a sudden can see zombies meandering around the courtyard exactly where I had been only a moment before. However, they don't seem to take any care in the fact that I am drawing attention to myself. I then go to the stove and pick up a frying pan that I intend to use as a weapon.

I look out the French doors from where I just came and notice a large pipe about waist high going through what all of a sudden appears to be a extremely thick brick wall starting at the side of the cottage. Inside of the pipe is a boy who I seem to recognize, but I can't place who it is. Standing directly in front of the pipe with its back to the boy is another zombie. I can, however, tell that he's pleading for help so I begin to knock loudly on the windows farther away to draw all of the zombie's attentions. Suddenly alert to my presence, they all swarm to the area where I am knocking and begin to moan and claw at the glass. That is, all except the zombie standing in front of the boy. It stays oblivious until the boy finally decides to retreat into the pipe. Finally this particular zombie seems to take notice of movement and follows the boy into the pipe. Since the zombies are enthralled with where I was knocking on the glass, I decide to go try to help him and follow through the same pipe.

When I come out on the other side, it seems like we're in something similar to a darkly colored prison hall in aura. The entire hall is made of a dark steel. I immediately see the boy and the zombie wrestling with each other and I grip my skillet to get ready to help. The next thing I hear is the boy yelling at the zombie, "No! Don't bite me! Don't bite me!" A cold dread washed over me and I slowly shuffled around the fray and took off running down the hall, leaving the boy behind me. A guilt fills me as I hear him call after me, "No! Don't leave me behind! You'll regret this!"

Somehow I end up entering what seems to be a larger metal room filled with survivors. What's even more weird than coincidentally coming upon this group is that the boy I just left behind is sitting in the corner of the room with blood running down his arm. It seems that he was telling the story of his almost-escape from the disaster when he turns to speak to me, "I didn't get bitten by the zombie you saw me fighting. After I finally crushed his skull, I was attacked by another zombie that had found me. I could've been saved if you had been there." Almost as soon as he says these last words to me, I wake up.

Got a lucid dream for my birthday. Just wish it would have been a more pleasant one. Usually, I will count false awakenings as separate dreams, but since this is all so continuous, and had such a "dreams within dreams" feeling, I will count it as one.

11/15/2010
"Arachnoception"

(I had just gotten a copy of Inception, and decided to watch it, last night, while going to bed, to try to induce something Inception-related. I got more than I bargained for...)

I can barely remember the early parts of this dream, but I was driving through DeLand, with Josh. We were taking the road that passes the landfill, on the way back over to my side of town. For some reason, we had to take a detour through the landfill. While driving through it, we apparently stumbled onto some kind of criminal(?) element, and were dragged out of the car, at gunpoint. We were taken inside, and the only thing I remember here, is that I was in what I think was a bathroom, and I got attacked by some creature. It was about the size of a rat, and I believe its body wasn't actually organic. It seemed to be something of a shell, made out of what I think was a child's toy. From within the object, spider-leg-like tendrils protruded, which served as both legs and powerful pincers. It reminded me a lot of the creeping coffins, from Lords of Shadow (which I have been playing, lately). I had to fight like hell, to keep this thing off of me, but eventually got away from it. Not much longer, after that, the cops showed up and raided the compound, starting a huge firefight. In the fray, we were able to escape, and I vaguely remember a small dog being killed, in the fight.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up, in my bed. It was still night out, and Inception was still playing, on my computer. After a moment, I stepped out of bed, and I was immediately ambushed by the "creeping toy" creature, from the dream. It came from out of nowhere, and ran up my leg, biting and scratching with its pincher/legs. This thing fought with all the ferocity of a rabid squirrel, and I could not get it off of me. My leg was getting mangled by the little creature, and it hurt like Hell.

Once again, though, I woke up in my bed. The pest from the dream was nowhere in sight. However, this time, I got out of bed and was met with a dull pain in my leg. Switching on the light, I saw that my leg had bruises in like 6 different places, and it was throbbing. My muscles were progressively tightening, and I could instantly tell that there was venom running through it. I was so confused, though. I knew it had to have been a dream. Right? Hobbling out of bed, I made my way over to my mom's side of the house, surprised to see that she was up this early. My leg was growing worse, when I showed her, dark black spots showing up, and the skin tightening, to where you could start to see the shapes of the tendons. She kind of shrugged it off, and said it would be ok if I just didn't mess with it. More bewildered about the whole thing, than anything else, I just walked back to my room and went back to bed.

And, once again, I awoke in my bed. The pain in my leg was gone, as was any sign of the bruises. So, naturally, I assumed that it had all just been a dream. But, again, just as I stepped out of bed, I was attacked by the creature from the "previous dream." It scurried up through my robe, and around my back. It never bit me, this time, but its steps were like thousands of thick, fingernail jabs, themselves, scrambling all around the upper part of my body. I was able to get a hold of the thing and grab its "legs," holding them open so that they couldn't form the pincers that they had, before. This thing was strong, like a tiny bear trap, but I held the tendrils open, again making my way to show it to my mom. By this time, I didn't know WTF was going on, and I just wanted to know that I wasn't going crazy. On my way out of my room, I passed my pet dog...oblivious to the fact that I don't actually have a pet dog. I did, however, think that it was strange that I recognized the dog as the little dog who'd gotten killed, in the "first dream." Unfortunately, I already had my hands full, and I didn't stop long enough to realize this as a dream sign. Instead, I took the creature over to my mom's room to show her. She looked down at my hands, then back up at me, then back down at my hands. She said..."that's just dead skin," with a confused look of concern on her face. I looked down, and saw that she was right. I was just holding a handful of what looked like gator hide.

By this time, I thought I'd completely lost my mind. Apparently, my mom did, too. She cocked an eyebrow at me and said "Uhh...I have some pills or something...if you need them?" implying that she was afraid I'd completely cracked. Puzzled beyond all hope, I just turned around and walked back to my room. I kept thinking about Inception, and maybe that the idea had somehow been planted into my mind that this spider-thing existed, when it really didn't. I just felt really defeated by my lack of understanding of the whole thing, and just went back to sleep.

The next thing I knew, it was the middle of the day. I was talkin with some guys I was unfamiliar with, who my mom had let into the house. Throughout the time they were here, we'd gotten into smoking and they informed me that they sold. We pretty much just hung around the house for a while, and I tried telling them about the dreams I'd been having lately, about the crazy little monster thing. Nobody seemed all that interested, though. Later, those guys and I were heading out somewhere. We'd gotten into the car, when one of them said he left something inside the house, tossing a huge bag of weed into the car, before walking back to get whatever it was. I kept yelling at him to hurry up, because I didn't want to be just sitting here, with the huge sack in the car. He was just taking his sweet time, and it was annoying the hell out of me.

Of course, just as I was beginning to suspect there might be cops nearby, I heard "WOOP-WOOP," a siren barking at us from behind. I actually can't remember if I was driving or not, but we sped off, down the road, the cops chasing us. We were driving in a slick sports car, and just hauling ass, but they were catching up. (Been playing a bit of Grand Theft Auto, also. Haha.) The guy next to me started freaking out, and dumping all kinds of contraband out the window - everything from weed to small bags of cocaine, which I didn't even know were in the car. In a quick, 3rd-person view, I saw the white powder blowing all over the people on the sides of the road. It was actually pretty hilarious. Suddenly, back in first-person, I got an idea. We pulled over, and I waited for the cops to come within a stone's-throw from our tail, before chucking a bag of coke at their windshield, at the last moment. It blotted out most of the glass, and they ended up swerving to miss our car, and crashing into some nearby pedestrians. Then, for the first time, after all of this chaos, I realized just how absurd all of this actually was. I realized that this had to be a dream.

The other guy in the car was still freaking out, telling me that we had to get the hell out of here. I just laughed and told him to relax, stepping over to the crashed police SUV. Gathering all my strength, I reached a fist up over my head and swung it downward, trying to destroy the engine block, like I'd done to other cars, while lucid. This time, though, I was only able to dent the hood. It was a little more superhuman than waking life, but not what I expected. I tried a few more times, swinging heavy punches at the hood and grille, but I couldn't get anymore damage than about what a baseball bat might have done. Needless to say, I wasn't very happy with this. I was determined, though. I kept thinking that the cops might try to shoot me, through the windshield, but I was already prepared to either dodge the bullets, or just let them hit me. Thinking that there had to be some other way to get through to the engine, the idea just kind of struck me: A light-saber! I had never created one, while lucid, so I figured that this would be a good time to try. Holding my hands up, beside me, as if gripping a sword, I tried to materialize the weapon out of thin air, imaging it growing to length. Nothing happened, though. The dream was very vivid, and I was having a hard time controlling it.

As if by my cue, the cop in the passenger seat held up a blue light-saber of his own, grinning behind the powder-covered windshield. Now even more determined to have one, I made a motion as if it was already in my hand, stabbing directly at the grille, while trying hard to visualize the weapon coming into existence. Finally, I saw the orange glow. The tip of the blazing saber burned into the grill like it was paper, eating through the metal and sinking further into the engine block. I gave a quick tug of my arms, drawing the blade sideways and widening the hole, completely putting the truck out of commission. My accomplice and I then hopped back in the car and prepared to take off again, but instead, I simply woke up, for real.

After a few reality checks - which I should have done, the first few times I 'woke up' - I got up and started jotting notes down.

(This felt like a B6-enhanced dream - very vivid and chaotic - but I didn't take any B6 before bed. Most likely, it was the Reese's Cups I ate, late last night. It would have been nice to just have had a bad-ass lucid, but all that shit with the spider-creature-thing just made the whole thing unpleasant. It was still early as hell, but I didn't bother going back to sleep, after this one.)

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Ugh... This was terrible. Usually when I wake up from a nightmare, I just need to do a nose-pinch reality check to know I'm no longer dreaming and relax. But when I woke up from this one, even though I knew I wasn't dreaming, I just couldn't relax and get my heart rate down from the physical effects of the dream.

I was in a well-lit swim apparel store, minding my own business, looking around at different items. The store was the size of an average kid's bedroom, and had flat, bamboo-like walls and light hardwood flooring. There were racks of different swimsuits and other accessories, and on the wall were suits as well. I was looking up at a grey and blue wetsuit on the wall, a few feet higher than I was tall. I jumped up in a rather slow fashion and got high enough to reach the hook; I floated up there for a few moments as I teased the hook away from the others, then fell back down, landing on my feet.

I turned around and, without paying, left the store. The door was made of the same type of hardwood as the floor, but a bit darker; when I opened it, I walked into the basement of my house I'm currently living in. It was almost pitch-black, but I could still see the shapes of furniture in the gloom. I turned to the left and saw a door open; the room it led to was casting a pale orange light into the dark basement room, lighting me up. I looked around and nothing was illuminated except for me.

I turned around and looked at the door again. Standing there in the entranceway, not moving, was a red fox, a bit smaller than fully grown. It was probably around two feet long and only half a foot high, and had a slightly browner coloration than a normal red fox would have. It looked at me in that instant with an almost menacing glare. I started to walk towards it and as I did, I said, "shoo". "Go away". Lines like that.

Then it bared its teeth and leapt at my left hand, snarling in a frightening, high-pitched sort of way, and started to bite it. I felt pins and needles, numbness, and a bit of pain. I tried to forcefully shake it off, but as I did, I could feel my hand starting to fall off with it. The fox vanished and without looking at my hand, I noticed a small gray kitten sitting in the darkness, now slightly lit up with white light. It snarled and hissed, and leapt at my hand again, tearing it up more.

I woke up.

21.07.2010

Fragment and Snakes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1. There was a man, and he needed help with changing font for a business essay or something.

2. I either started at home or in a forest. I'm not totally sure. Anyway, I had a book on snakes with me and my digital camera. I entered the forest, and to my surprise, I spotted a snake right away. It was black, and had yellow striped. I knew it to be non-venomous, but still, I was not sure what snake it was. It may have been a black rat snake or a king snake. I saw it coming towards me, but it actually was approaching another snake that I didn't even notice. It was all brown, and pretty small. I forgot what it was called. I think I even had to check my snake book for this one. I know it was also non-venomous.

All of a sudden, the snakes started to fight. It looked as if they were going to eat each other. Then, an old lady came with her chihuahua. I was worried that the dog was going to get hurt. Instead, it ate the snakes. I told the lady what had happened, but she gave me a dirty look and left.

I went a little deeper into the forest, which is where I saw a pretty large, white snake with reddish stripes. I could not remember what it was called, but I didn't feel like looking it up in the book. I took out my camera to get a picture of it. It slowly was approaching me. I set my camera to wait 10 seconds, and then take a picture. I think right when the flash went off, I appeared in my basement.

My mom was on my computer, I was near a pole in my basement (that is real), and the snake was downstairs too. I attempted to get a picture of it, but it decided to talk. It told me it cannot pass a certain part of the house. When it did, it turned into my dog. It went back, and said it was an albino corn snake. I took a picture of it, but it came out really zoomed in. I then told my mom this was the type of snake I wanted. I think she said no.

I appeared in the same forest, but in a different location. A rosy boa came down from the tree, and talked to me too. He told me about green snakes and how they blend in with the trees. For some reason I started running, but I saw a green snake in the tree. I grabbed it, but it bit me. I think it is non-venomous, but it still was scary. I ran back home on this paved path, and I ended up in my friend's backyard. Somehow, he was my neighbor now. My sister and someone I don't know were in his pool.

I went in my house, ran downstairs, and woke up once I got to the computer.