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In an african country, can't identify which one. Visiting some family in a village, the kids love me and we are very good friends. They want to take me along to their daily activities. We hit the orange dirt road and I fear we may have to walk many many kms. Luckily the weather is very nice, not hot nor cold, just about right and the walking is very enjoyable. We cross paths with other kids from other villages at a crossroad and I realize this is not the remote area I first thought it was. Soon we arrive at another village and we drop the youngest at their school: then I walk with two oldest sisters to a highschool. There are other white teens there, but I am a new face and they are all very curious about who I might be. We enter their classroom, but before the teacher starts asking me questions, the older sister says bye to her teen sister and grabs me to take me somewhere else. I thought she was staying in this school to, so I ask her about it and she says she quit school and is now working for a circus. They are still training at some empty facilities on the back of a zoo. Looks like some empty barns. She is really happy about her job and she shows me a huge poster that's being painted to announce the coming spectacle, featuring her among others and I feel so proud and happy for her. I then need to go, but as soon as I exit the zoo I realize I don't know where to go. I go around the external wall of the zoo and I find an entrance that gives access to the reception/management of the zoo. The gates open and a fancy car is coming out and I remember that I am actually an heiress to the white family that owns this place. I fear they see me, because of the way I am dressed and dirty. They totally disapprove of my friendship with these girls.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am Jesus, but when I am at the hands of the Romans, I escape. They put me in a tent but they don't know I have an invisibility cloak that I use to hide in a corner when they come to pick me up. They receive orders to look far and wide, but then someone reveals that I could be wearing such cloak, so they start reaching out through the air, trying to find me. Others are throwing sand to see if it hits me. It is not easy getting out of their camp. Finally I climb a fence and find a street market with vendors and steal some clothes, because they are now looking for an invisible man and not a normally dressed guy. I escape and live as an immortal. I am a trapeze artist in a circus, then I am caught up in the middle of the anti-fascist revolution in Portugal, then become a left wing feminist revolutionary and I change sex to became a female as I am so impressed with the ladies.

Morning of February 5, 2018. Monday.



I enter an unusual state of faux lucidity, where I have the awareness of what the dream state is and how to create and manipulate dreams, but I do not have my conscious self identity or full realization I am dreaming at the time even as I am creating and manipulating my dream (a bizarre enigma that cannot be resolved in waking life thought, yet which I otherwise experience very often). This is different from states where I am aware of my conscious self at one level, yet do not recall what a dream is, though I am still able to greatly influence dream events and features. This validates that the nature of RAS mediation is not predictable due to the variations of circadian rhythms, as the biological need to wake varies depending on depth of sleep, physical needs, and certain thought processes - many of which are random (for example, threads of something seen on television or material from a book).

I step into the dream state, yet immediately lose conscious self monitoring. I find myself walking through an open area that seems to be a wide street in an unfamiliar city. I am thinking to myself about what time period that I want the dream’s setting to occur in. I think about it being the 1920s, 1930s, or 1940s, and decide I will make it the 1930s.

I watch people walk around, dressed as if they were from the 1930s (although it had been the 1920s before I willed the change). I offer to help an unfamiliar woman (of about fifty) by carrying her package, but she is not interested in me helping her.

Next, I focus on dream state indicators (still without viable awareness that I am dreaming at the time, as this is by residual threads of habit in the lucid dream state since childhood). I find myself in the southwest bedroom of Cubitis (where I have not been since June of 1978). A young version of Zsuzsanna is in the bed, which is aligned along the south wall, head at the southwest corner. I create a radio for her to listen to, but then I am trying to remember if the songs that are playing are from the 1930s or from a much later period, as I do not want to alarm her with inexplicable sounds.

I get distracted and summon a group of dream characters to then look through the door of my room. However, the doorway opens into a landscape instead of my old Cubitis bedroom. I create the essence of a dinosaur in the distance (a typical act in faux lucidity since childhood) and tell the unknown people to watch. The dinosaur eventually appears, but is like a mix of stegosaurus and tyrannosaurus. It moves over the top of a mountain, from right to left in profile (subliminal reinduction attempt), and roars. It is far away at this time and poses no threat.

From here, I go back to the southwest bedroom, but then RAS mediation temporarily increases and I go into the bathroom (and although I do have to use the bathroom in reality, it is not yet that intense a wake-up call), as I am aware the dinosaur is in the house (which makes no sense as it would be too big) and I am now wary of it (even though I had deliberately created it minutes before). I close the door to subliminally avoid the waking activation. I feel soft weight pressing against the door, but I am able to keep it closed. Still, RAS mediation triggers an offset dream of a different level of awareness rather than doorway waking symbolism fully activating.

Entering a different dream state and level of awareness, I then find myself walking with a group of people that I had summoned. Zsuzsanna is present as she is now. We are all walking through an unknown city.

Ahead, and to our right, next to the curb, is an oversized vehicle that resembles a giant stagecoach (more like a stagecoach illogically mixed with a circus train car and doubled in size). It is basically a cage on wheels in the shape of a giant colorful stagecoach. The area behind where the driver would sit is an open area where a lion jumps up and looks down at us. There are other lions in the cage in the bottom area. I am thinking that the lion will jump down near us, but it remains in its location, as something vague in the back of my mind reminds me of subliminal dream manipulation but not directly and not with viable lucidity. This is a bizarre enigma, to subliminally reflect on subliminal (non-lucid) control of the dream state without being viably aware of being in the dream state and yet controlling the dream anyway.

From here, there is an area where people are watching a gorilla walk around. P.T. Barnum is present and showing off the gorilla. There is a cage, and straw covers the street upon where the cage had been placed, but the gorilla is able to leave the cage through the open area. There is no threat however, and the people do not seem that impressed. There is an unknown girl present and I tell her to become part of the scene so that there is an additional ape for the people to view. She does not look like a gorilla of course, but I eventually decide to make her with hair all over. She goes over to the gorilla and P.T. Barnum seems slightly puzzled but somewhat appreciative, even though the girl is not actually a gorilla or acts like one. It seems the public will believe anything, which pleases him. I vaguely remember the Barnum effect, which relates to people who believe in “dream interpretation”. My dream eventually fades with no dominant RAS event. (P.T. Barnum is the personified preconscious in this case, though my dream self already has a thread of emergent consciousness evidenced by my odd state of faux lucidity, so I wake without the need for a strong emotion as the waking alert factor.)

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Morning of March 13, 2017. Monday.



The first scene involves wandering around in a mostly empty circus tent that is connected to at least one other one. We had apparently bought two-dollar tickets (for all the members of our family) to see some sort of comedic monologue and perhaps something else, but it appears that there is going to be no event as such when the time approaches. There are not that many people around. I am very annoyed that they are not going to honor our tickets. It seems like very bad business practice. The ringmaster walks into a different featureless area and talks about random subjects unrelated to their original plans and even seems annoyed by people expecting them to do a show. I get the impression that he does not care at all about honoring any of the tickets ever sold at any time in the various locations they travel to.

My family and I leave and soon find some sort of odd Halloween display at a park. There is a scene where Zsuzsanna is sitting in a swing on one end of a swing set (to my left as I am at a distance, though walking closer to the situation, approaching from behind them). Our youngest son is in the middle swing but there is an unknown boy (slightly older than our son) who is bullying our son (and to his right) and grabbing at the chain of his swing. Our son is trying to push him away. The unruly boy has bruises and scratches on his face and arms (though likely not caused by our son). As I approach, I tell him to leave and he does. I then comment, “Some parents sure do not know how to watch their kids or teach them anything”. Oddly, an unknown female who I first thought was the unruly boy’s mother unexpectedly agrees with me. (She had been sitting on the ground on the opposite side of the swing set, facing my direction) However, she turns out to not be the boy’s mother after all and has her own son nearby (to her left).

There is an unusual scenario where (stereotypical) Halloween witches are running around and randomly screaming at people. There is a short time where I decide to take on this role myself (and put on a Halloween witch outfit and wig) but I soon become bored of it as I cannot seem to scream correctly. It comes out rather course and not that loud. The patrons just look at me with slight amusement.

There is an unusual scene where an unfamiliar younger male in minimal Halloween makeup is playing two alternating notes on an electronic keyboard. It sounds similar to the “Jaws” theme. At the same time he is playing this motif, a set of French doors on the opposite side of the playground area open and close in perfect time to the note patterns. I do not find this scary but it does seem a bit curious. It is almost as if he is trying to give me some sort of clue about something (likely the preconscious indicating that I can leave the dream by going through the doors - or perhaps cause it to shift, even though I am not lucid).

There is a scene of a tall cylindrical structure that seems to be somewhat like an enclosed pile driver. A small metal structure comes down as our youngest son goes inside the building when he seems curious of it. It is just big enough for one person to stand inside in the center. The lowering structure pushes on him but does not seem that heavy or forceful even though I was wary of it at first. Still, he seems to have difficulty with his legs in attempting to get out, but does not seem injured and gets out on his own. (It almost seems like an unlikely composite of pile driver, elevator, farm silo, and a circus strength tester where the bell is rung. It may be loosely based on the playground rocket I sometimes explored as a child in La Crosse.)

In the last scene, I feel very cheerful. It seems to be nighttime. I am with Zsuzsanna and I eventually notice a huge object towering in the sky about a block away. It looks like the underside of a giant microscope with about eight objective lenses. However, I consider that it is some sort of movie equipment for recording a crowd of people. I find it awe-inspiring and try to get Zsuzsanna’s attention for her to look at it, but there seems to be something that is somehow blocking her view of it.

The second-from-last scene is an obvious but distorted waking precursor. It is like an incomplete elevator, and of course an elevator serves as a waking precursor or sometimes induction (just as in guided meditation and certain types of hypnosis). Still, the last segment indicated the consciousness shift (and a higher clarity) and a curious subliminal association with my conscious self in the habit of examining my dreams and dream self (as if with a giant microscope).

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Circus

I was in a circus with my friends. We moved through tight passage filled with many attractions and entered a purple tent. There were some boxes, barrels and wooden beams. Some people were training before next show. Suddenly walls of the tent started leaking and water started flowing inside rapidly. There was no escape from there, but I got an idea. I held my breath and waited until water reached ceiling, then I tore through the tent to a wooden beam holding it. I got to another side of beam and jumped down into the water. Suddenly I found myself in some warehouse with circus staff. I spoke with an entertainer that had hands and feet cut off. Suddenly some man with guns blown out warehouse door and rushed inside. The limbless man somehow held a pistol with one stub and shot him in chest. The man fallen on the floor, and the limbless shooter approached him and sanding above him said "You know, even without limbs I can hold scalpel pretty well."

Swimming pool

With mother and older sister we entered an old car and drove towards a swimming pool. On the way I looked through a window on the sky and saw wonderful clouds. Some of them looked like mushrooms, while rest had shapes of tulips. I told mother and sister about these clouds and they said they're wonderful. We reached the swimming pool, it was an enormous complex made from old dam. We left our car at the parking and moved to the entrance elevator, but then I realized that I forgot to take something from the car and moved back.

First dream - nightmare

I was in school. I was in the classroom, sitting in front of the teacher - a bald man with mustache. There were other students in the classroom. I asked if I can go to the toilet, he agreed so I went out of the classroom. I was alone at the corridor, heading towards the toilet.

When I opened the door, I saw that the lights were on, but as I made one step they turned off. I closed the door and opened them again, and the situation was the same. Then I think "Is this school haunted?" Suddenly a DC janitor appears. A brunette woman in janitor suit, with glasses. She tells "This school is haunted." and goes away. She said it, like it was obvious to everyone.

I thought "Even if there's hell inside, I'll do this!" I entered the dark toilet. As I started to pee, suddenly red light started to flicker, walls and floor tiles started to crack. School trembled and the walls bleed. I finished my thing and went back to the classroom. I looked at the clock and saw that it was late evening, but then I looked at the clock again, and saw that I should go to take a bus back home.

I went to the cloakroom. There were some girls taking their stuff and going out. I came closer to my locker. It had padlock made of rolled paper. I opened it, and saw that I have loads of old, useless junk in my locker. I couldn't find my shoes. I took all the stuff and went out to a car. I looked at the driver. He was wearing gray hoodie, and he wasn't looking at the road. However, he was a great drver.

Second dream

I was on a backstage of a circus. Someone was talking about the place. He started from talking about clowns working there - batman, a clown with black, fake mustache in bat suit; crabman, a clown with blonde mustache in crab suit; and spiderman, a clown with brown mustache in spider suit. They were running around like crazy. There were huge crowds cheering from the tribunes.

Then he told about a murder bug "Whomever may touch it, may he rest in peace.". A sad and frightening melody played in the background as he said about the bug. Then a dude looking like Eric from "Sweet 70's" TV show appeared, and show control switches of the circus.

He pointed at one and said "This is a lunch button. We choose one person from the crowd, and give it a free lunch. This week we have a special offer. If you have three nipples, you can come over to us. There's a free lunch waiting for you!"

Dream - Lucid

I was in the middle of this story/movie, but it was real life? Hard to explain. I somehow just knew the storyline without anyone having to tell me. I was living in this apartment with a girl. There were these two guys living there also who were murdering people by stabbing them in the side near their heart. It had something to do with money. Everyone who was somehow connected to the money was going to get killed. This girl and I were doing a good job hiding ourselves and being inconspicuous; we were somehow connected to the money.

At one point, I was playing Ski Free on the computer (anyone remember that game??).

Many people got murdered. We had somehow still evaded it. For much of the dream, we were in the apartment. At one point, I was alone in the apartment. I went out into the hallway, and one of the guys went after me with his small knife. I somehow got back into my apartment and tried to lock the door, but the lock was flimsy and he kept using his knife, which he slid through the door crack, to unlatch the lock. He was also doing something to the knob on the door as well. I knew I had no chance and it was only a matter of time before he got in. I then was again out in the hallway, and he got ahold of me and stabbed me in the side with his knife. I thought for sure I was done for. I don't remember what happened after this, but I feel like the dream continued a bit longer.

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I was hanging out with this girl named Michelle (no idea who she is IWL). She had big boobs and short, straight dark hair. We were getting along really well, having a good time. She had kind of a loud personality, but I liked hanging out with her. I was then sitting at a table with her and a few other people, when Jarrod, an ex, sat down with us. He had on a baseball hat and a white shirt. He folded his arms on the table and was a little slumped over. I was surprised to see him; I thought he had moved out of state. I said hello to him. As I did so, I noticed these scabs on his face next to his eyes. He didn't say hello back to me, but noticed I was hanging out with Michelle. He then said
"So you guys get along now?"
I guess we had met before and disliked each other, but I couldn't remember when that was. I thought it must have been when I was dating Jarrod at some point. I kind of remembered, and said,
"Oh, I remember now!"
It was a very vague memory of meeting her and just not liking her personality.

Michelle was then wearing no shirt. I noticed that she didn't have any nipples. I could see stretch marks on her breasts though. I thought she must have fake breasts because of cancer or something. Her face then looked kind of swollen. It looked like it was carrying up from her breasts.

Then, I was at a circus. There was supposed to be some sort of petting zoo thing where some people from the audience came down to pet some animals. I was down there getting the animals ready. It was piglets from what I remember. Taylor then came down as well. We were transferring the piglets from one set of bins to another. I then started to clean the filthy litter that was in one of the bins. There was lots of gross, wet poop in it. I felt awful for the condition the animals were in. I knew it really made Taylor mad too; he was passionate about animals.

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I was making some sort of egg sandwich. I cut up a fried egg with my spatula in a frying pan and put it on a sandwich. Dallas was up now as well and told him he should make an egg sandwich too. I had the bread ready for him and everything. I also think I made myself another one. The other one I made was very soggy and had big, slimy chunks of egg that would come out all at once in my mouth as I bit into it. I think I was going to make a third one as well.

Then, I was in bed at what appeared to be our hotel from our honeymoon, though I was sleeping on the opposite side of the bed than I did when we went IWL. I was asking Dallas, who was up in the bathroom area, if he was going to make himself an egg sandwich. I then somehow figured out I was dreaming, though I could tell it was unstable from the dimness of the room. I decided to try something different. I started to pull off my thumb. It popped right off. I looked at my right hand. No thumb. I then looked in my left hand and saw my thumb. Cool! I did it to my index finger as well. I then woke up briefly and went back into the dream. This happened a few times where I'd lost the dream, wake up, and go back into it. The last time it happened, I couldn't see anything; it was completely dark, even though I felt my eyes were open. I woke up and had a moment of panic because I thought I may have gone blind, but I just had my sleeping mask on. -_-;

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I was on some Victoria's Secret talk show, but I was hanging out by this big, raised sandbox with some kids. Some were in it playing, others were with me hanging out to the side. I wondered why I was here with these kids? I looked for someone who may be around my age, but saw no one, the oldest kid probably being around 11 years old. I wondered if I was too old to be here.

The talk show then started. I wondered what I should do. I contemplated getting in the sand box. I don't think I did. The kids were then all going to do some obstacle courses. I watched a little girl swinging on these metal bars, attaching herself to them with these small metal pieces she had in each hand that latched onto the edge of the bar. She'd then slide on that metal piece to the end, and attach to another. I was worried about her; it looked dangerous to me. Her mom was at the end of the bars.

Batman wrestler is on some spinning machine and his other wrestling buddies are spinning his around with pens (don't ask). looks like one of those things you see on a kids playground. He screams he has had enough but they keep spinning him. These wrestlers are reckless and are comedic. I did not have a dream body once again.

Date: August 5, 2013
Method: WBTB & MILD (WILD attempt during WBTB)
Total Sleep Time: Don't ask

Dreamed I was with Beyonce at what seemed to be the circus. She was performing an act on the trapeze where she was suppose to sing at the same time she was doing these amazing flips, all while flying. My job was to toss her the microphone from the ground at the exact moment of a flip and she was to catch it with one hand while holding on with the other and start singing. Well, let's just say I got my part right by tossing the microphone at the correct moment. She did indeed catch it, but she fumbled with the mic and it fell in her lap and she missed her mark. I woke up soon after this, but I'm sure if this dream was to continue, I would have been fired for making the Queen B look bad!

Note: Well, it is no surprise that I am not being very successful with my attempts to become lucid during WBTB. I have never had success with WBTB & WILD, so I believe that I am not really sure what to do except try to stay awake while my body is asleep. I always end up falling asleep and wondering what the hell happened that morning. Lately, my total sleep time is just not enough and I know this is making my lucidity suffer.

Got to do better!

24.08.2012

The Circus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in my house that I used to live in when I was little. I remember putting my iPod on Pandora, and putting it into the iHome connected to all of the speakers in the house. I put it on "Quickmix" So I could get a mixture of all of my favorite artists and genres.

I remember there being this very cute guy. He wore a white muscle shirt and black pants. His hair I think was a reddish brown and it was slightly curly. And I think he talked in a British accent.

The cute guy left my house, and I followed him. He walked faster than me though (for some reason I had transformed into a smaller girl) and I lost him.

I came across a circus. It was a fairly odd circus, the tent was just like a camping tent.. and there wasn't very many people there.

A boy walked up to me. He was about my age in this dream, (my age being about 10 or so, based on my appearance) and he talked to me for a while. We walked side by side and looked around the circus together.

Almost towards the end of the dream, I was in "3rd person", where I could see myself as well as the boy walked beside me. All of a sudden, a huge firecracker landed and exploded right beside him, where I was. He wasn't hurt, but I was no longer there. He looked around, and shakily called out my name. He called it out again.
I emerged from the bushes on my side, trembling in fear. I just escaped death. We hugged for a minute, and continued walking down the road.

I found myself back at the circus. There was a special tent that would lift itself up and tickle the people's feet that were standing outside of it. It was called the "Monkey tent" or something.

I made it back to my house. I was standing in my living room when the cute guy from earlier came back. He walked inside my living room and winked at me. :3

Then I woke up.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes


Got it? Great! Now grab a bite to eat and enjoy reading my dreams!


Dream #1 Recurring Nightmare of mine.

Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream:

Im in a hallway walking with agirl who reminds me of Jessica Simpson. She is cute, and starts tellling me about her favorite songs that she has downloaded into her celphone. Im listening to her, but im also starting to become a bit creeped out by what is laying at the end of the hallway. The Jessica Simpson looking girl kept talking away not paying any attention to what im looking at, So i point at the end of the hall and she says..

"Oh my God! Thats a dead body laying there in the middle of that hallway!"

She starts dialing on her celphone calling an ambulance and walking away further and further because her reception was bad of something like that. So im now feeling a bit uncomfortable just standing there in the hallway like this, so i decide to walk away when i hear my name being called in the distance.

"Q."

I turn around.





The bloody body is just standing there staring at me from a distance. I just froze standing there. It starts walking towards me and i feel like i want to wake myself up, because i knew it was a dream in a way.. but was not completely sure. (Sounds wierd i know) but at the same time i felt like the dead body wanted to tell me something but what? It starts getting closer to me, to the point i can smell the dead odor reeking thru the damp bloody body bag. I almost gag, but hold it together. We are now face to face and i try not to stare to hard at her for some reason whenver i exert my eyes to the floor, she would say..

"LOOK AT ME!"

(In a very harsh demanding tone)

I look back up at her and feel a bit terrified she is reaching her arm out to me but i close my eyes and wake up. Damn..im such a punk! Lol


4:45 - 4:55 am. Did some intense subconscious training, and went back to sleep.


WILD Dream #2 Unfinished Business.


Im now walking to an upstairs hallway to find two girls at the far end of the hallway. I pause for a second and start to ask myself..

"How did i end up here? And what am i suppose to be doing?"

BINGO! I hit lucidity right here and start walking down the hallway. I ask both of the twin girls where can i find IT the clown, they look at eachother and smile and grab eachothers hand and start walking me down a darker more creepier part of the hallway. They look at eachother laughing and look at me and both say at the same time..

"Hehe. Don't be afraid...you are the nightmare remember?"

I get this sinister grin on my face and say..

"Oooh yea, i am are'nt i? (laughing crazy)

(The little girls start laughing)


Nightmare, I am the Nightmare!

I shapeshift myself into Candyman, and start roaming thru the shadowy dark hallways yelling at the top of my lungs...

"IIIIIIT! COME OUT, AND FACE THE MONSTER OF YOUR DREAMS! I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, AND DON'T YOU EVER FORGET THAT!" (Laughing like a mainac)
It is very silent, you can hear a pin drop it is so quiet. My mind is racing with a million thoughts on how i want to take this clown out. I walking and getting very impatient. Wait a min...i got it! Hehehe i can find that clown at the circus. (Laughing)


Final dream: Clowns worst nightmare



I am now at some creepy looking carnival there is weird circus music going off and i have only one thing on my mind..
MURDER THE CLOWN!
I start killing clowns and finding other victims nearby. Innocent victims i tell them to run, as i have no intentions of hurting them. All of a sudden.. i hear a very familier laugh.



"Soo you want to see me?"

"You got balls of steel to show up you know that?"

He laughs and we exchange unfriendly words to one another.

"Well, i hope you had your last meal. Because its time to DIE!!!"

I run at him with my hook raised in the air about to gut him like a fish. He teleports and starts laughing. I get pissed and start tearing the place apart. There are other clowns he sends at me, i fight them all off killing off his pawns with my bloody hook. I even send bees and flies to his clowns and start laughing.

"Stop sending all of your damn foot soidiers at me and face me you damn coward!"

He starts laughing teleporting again as im trying to swipe at him. Then it finally hits me, i need to try and manipulate the surroundings. (Something i rarely do in dreams) my energy is pulsating and everything gets slower i hear my heartbeating. I see him teleporting and try and sense his energy he appears left, right, behind me, in front of me. I try and read him like a chess board and finally strike at him like a cobra!

I like him in my arms he is screaming now like a little girl saying...

"Noooo, please let me gooo!"

(I laugh like a maniac)

"You had your time to play clown, but playtime is over..."

(Laughing again)

I raise my arm and jam my hook right into his left eye. Then i take my hook and jam it up his nostrils goin further and further until i hear a crunching sound. It gets quiet, blood is spewing out of his face and all over the place he falls face first to the ground.

(Laughing like a maniac)

"Yes, yes, YES! I AM THE NIGHTMARE!!!"

(Laughing again)

It starts thundering and raining, and i feel the dream closing in on me and i wake up.


Notes: I have finally killed that damn clown that has tormented me as a child! I feel like i can take on anything now. =D That clown use to haunt me every single night! Now that the tables have been turned...i should pay Jason Vorhees a visit next...

My mother revealed to me that while I had been visiting her, she found my IUD in her house. Apparently, it had come dislodged and fallen out. She kept it for months, deliberately not telling me, so I'd give her grandchildren. I looked at myself and saw that indeed, I was pregnant. I yelled angrily at my mother, flabbergasted that she'd stoop so low. I asked her if she understood that I'd been drinking and doing drugs the past few months, unaware of her schemes, and that the baby would not be well. I screamed with despair, and the noise sounded like a baby's scream.

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The setting is a sterile, white, minimal, hermetically-sealed floor of a skyscraper. Small boys and girls, all aged around 10-14 and all blonde, live here, each in their own small room. They're overseen by adult minders and have never been outside of the building. One girl is curious about the outside and manages to leave. She finds she can fly. The building the children live in, she sees, is surrounded by nothing but high-rises in an endless dystopian cityscape.

The girl returns and develops a love of dragons. She orders (or I send her?) dragon toys from the internet, which appear in her sterile room in Amazon boxes.

The girl meets a boy, and eventually both escape. They end up at an art gallery with experimental electronica playing and a circus-like atmosphere. How should the story end, I wonder? Should they live happily ever after? No, the story should end in tragedy, I think. They should meet someone - maybe a tattooed lady? It's been done in Stranger in a Strange land, I remember.

Notes| Dream|Lucid

A had a few oranges this night, I heard it helped with recall, and here you go, a fairly vivid dream!

31st May

Jacson, James, Cameron, Maddie, Sarah, Julia and I were in some sort of casino, the lighting of the place was pretty dull. (False memories: we were on a camp and coming in for dinner.) We and other people from school, were all eating dinner in a fairly large room, and the back of the room were big steps, like the steps from my bowling dream, but covered in carpet this time. With no warning, Jacson ran out of the room. I just knew he was going to look for James and followed him.
We ran out of the room into a few corridors joining together, at the far end of the corridor was a sliding door, but we didn't get that far anyway. Jacson was still running, i don't think he really knew where James was, cause James just popped out of a corner to scare the living crap out of him.
After knowing that James had been found and was safe, I ran back inside. The doors were all green automatic sliding doors. When I got back to the room, the tables had been removed and my group was sitting on the steps near the side of a big wall.
We heard a dark, dark laugh.. it was almost like a roar. Some gut feeling, we all just knew there was a crazy man on the other side of the wall.
Sitting on the steps, chatting amongst ourselves when a parade suddenly started. They came through a big door and walked along the area we were having dinner previously. Men, beasts, animals, all in cages. Following behind them all was a lady, about 20-25 years of age, brunette and wearing a tight black leather outfit.. kinda like Catwoman's, but no mask.
Monkeys were let out, they were definitely trained. They started pop dancing all over us, arm waves and the lot! They were jumping over the crowd, running everywhere.
To the side was a Remote Control Car track, starting high and coming down to the ground. Then a RC car came flying down! A monkey casually stepped onto it and started dancing, it was absolutely awesome :p

The lady walked up to Cameron, Jacson and Maddie and moved them away from us seeing as they were talking. She then walked up to me and asked, 'Do you want your parents back?'
'They're not my parents.'
'They can rejoin you, but you must make sure they are quiet.' I had the impression that she was trying to imply, if my friends were not, she would do something nasty but i knew she wouldn't. She just seemed too familiar.. 'Actually, I have decided your group will come sit with me as punishment.'
I really didn't mind, I wanted to know more about her anyway. I wanted to know how I knew her..

We sat a couple of steps further up, me sitting next to the leather suit lady, i don't remember what the rest of my friends done, I recall them coming to sit with us, but i don't remember anything about them after that. I started questioning this mysterious lady. OH- I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE! Or at least, i think i have? She could cover her body in flames by will.
"Can you teach me magic?"
No answer.
"Is your flame for defense only, or can you attack people with it?"
"Defence only"
"So you can only put it around yourself?"
"Yes"
A man from the circus started performing. He was slim, but very muscular, tanned and had Asian features. He had two tribal tattoos on his shaved head and over his upper torso. I think he was standing on one of the cages performing.. breathing fire?
I felt a connection with him, but not a connection of my own. I looked over at the lady in tights, "You like him, don't you?"
She smiled and blushed.

This brunette lady seems also very familiar to the girl from my second lucid dream (previous post).

The Lion Tamer

i'm an elephant at the circus and the lion tamer wants me to jump through a ring of fire but i'm too tired