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This dream starts off with me watching Peter Jackson's rendition of the Lord of the Rings movie, the Fellowship of the Rings. Everything seems like it is in virtual reality or 3D and I am viewing the movie from the inside. I can move myself around and view everything from any angle I want but I am invisible to the characters in the film.

The part of the film taking place is when Gandalf is imprisoned atop the Tower of Orthanc in Isengard and he looks over the edge to view the destruction of the trees and the beginning of Saruman's war industry. Everything feels very real like I am really there and watching a real event take place, even though paradoxically it feels as if my body is laying down on a bed.

As the scene progresses a thick fog rolls in enveloping the top of the tower and making it impossible to see the things occuring on the ground below. Gandalf disappears and there is suddenly quiet, and along the edges of the tower's platform many standing easels appear with painting canvases on them, all facing towards the center where I am. At first the canvases are blank but as the fog swirls around them streaks of grey colour slowly start to appear, as if the fog was being imprinted on canvas or if the fog was doing the painting. The images look like rouge renditions of clouds or of the fog itself.

I can feel the fog as it swirls all around and it is cold and damp, like sheets of cold silk being pulled across my skin, and at first I fear that I am being painted on too but when I look down I cannot see my body because it is either not there or invisible.

The scene changes and I am in a painting studio somewhere in Renaissance Italy. It is nighttime and the room is dimly lit by a few candles and is filled with the thick fog from the previous scene. Men of various ages start entering the room from a door on the west side of the room but it is too dark to see there faces. They all sit or stand at canvases around the room and begin painting in the dim candle light despite the thick fog.

A large window on the east side of the room begins to light up as the sun begins to rise and as it does so I can see the men's faces and what they are painting. The men are all famous painters throughout history, from the late medieval period to the late 19th Century and even though they are dressed according to their specific time period, they are all painting pictures of clouds, under the direction of a man dressed in black Renaissance style clothing whom I think is Leonardo daVinci.

I am in awe of all the painters and am entralled to be able to watch them work. As the sun rises further the fog dissipates even more and almost disappears completely. There are all different sorts of clouds being painted: there are thick, dark storm clouds; fluffy white clouds lit by bright sunlight; clouds lit my the moon, and so on. One of the painters is even trying to paint the fog in the room.

The painting they are creating are incredibly beautiful and I remember thinking to myself "I wish I could paint like that." Everything still feels very real and even though I still feel like I am laying down, I can move about the room to get a closer look at some of the paintings. At one point I stretch out my arm and touch one of the canvases and I can feel the wet paint on my fingers, though I cannot see it because my body is still invisible. (Through all of this I still had the sensation that my body was laying on a bed. I know it is contradictory, but I felt I was both laying down and moving around as if free from my body. I don't know really how to explain it.)

The day seems to go by too quickly and the sun begins to fade and the room begins to darken. The fog returns and becomes thick again as the sun goes down. The scene changes yet again and I am now indeed laying on my bed in my apartment and I can see my body. The images of famous painters creating images of clouds in a foggy room is still before my eyes, projected on the far wall of my bedroom as if it were a vision or hallucination.

My room is suddenly full of the clouds they are painting, lit by the setting sun, and I am again entralled by the beauty of it, though my body lays motionless upon my bed as if paralyzed. As the sun sets and the room becomes darker, the painters themselves disappear though the images on the canvases continue as if painted by invisible hands or creating themselves. The beautiful oranges, pinks and purples on the clouds fades to a dull grey and soon I can no longer differentiate the clouds from the fog because it is too dark.


The light fades competely and everything goes black. The dream ends there because I wake up.

This was very vivid and a lot of fun. (btw I had more dreams before this but I was too lazy to write them down)

I was on a steep road near one of the churches in my city. I think there was a lot of water on the road so the road seemed almost like a waterfall. Also, for some strange reason I had transformed into a boy and there was a girl with me. I was calling her for something but she was taking too long so I started to go down the road myself, but once I was a few feet down the road I stopped to wait for her, or at least I tried to. I end up slipping down the road into a pool of water below. At first I held my breath but then I remembered that it was a dream so I could breathe underwater. The dream then felt very vivid and when I tried to breathe underwater I could feel the water going down my throat and in my nose, but after that I found that I could still breathe normally.

After I get out of the water I and the girl go into a house and go to sleep, or at least that’s what we were going to do. Somehow I got out of the house, turned back into a girl (I can’t remember how) and ended up at the shore of a lake. I saw people chasing after me so I ran into the water. I then suddenly gained complete lucidity and realized that I didn’t really have to worry about the people and that I could do whatever I wanted, so I start to waterbend the waves to perhaps slow down the people chasing me. Controlling the waves then reminded me of Burke's Element Challenge on Dream Views. I thought about perhaps attempting the challenge but I couldn’t remember all of the criteria so I decided not to, but then I remembered something that I had wanted to do for a while in my dreams, touch the clouds.

I then made up my mind that I was going to touch the clouds, but before I could try the people that had been chasing earlier captured me and brought me on their large boat. When I was on their boat they put some kind of vest thingy on me. They also had a rope somewhere that was supposed to be attached to the vest, but they seemed to have forgotten. After they put all the stuff on (at least that’s what they thought) they positioned me at the edge of one of the windows. They were going to push me out of the window with the rope attached to me, but I don’t know why. I was getting annoyed with the people because I wanted to fly away, but I guess my brain wasn’t working that well because I should have escaped earlier. Anyways, I told the people to hurry up so they pressed a button but it didn’t work and then they noticed that I wasn’t attached to the rope, but they had realized too late, for I had jumped out of the window without it.

I didn’t fall into the water. Instead of diving underwater I landed on top of it and walked on it a bit and sometimes just floated above it. After a while the water came to a river which was moving a bit fast so I flew high up and went over it. On the other side of the river was a long road. I remembered wanting to fly up and touch the clouds so I looked at the sky to try to find some nice clouds, but the clouds above me were all gray and ugly, but in the distance I could see some nice and fluffy clouds and a bit of the blue sky. I decided that I’d go to those clouds.

I’m quite a slow flier most of the time so I tried to do quick bursts of speed by slowing down and building up energy and then quickly propelling myself through the air like I did in a different dream, which worked a bit. After flying for a while I came to an area with a bunch of electricity wires and telephone wires. I was worried about colliding with the wires, but not because I was worried about being electrocuted. I was actually worried that I would get tangled in the wires and slow myself down, which is what ended up happening a few times.

I was now quite close to the clouds, but there were also a lot of obstacles now such as trees and the wires. Eventually I came to the end of the road but there was a wooden wall with a ceiling too, but there were holes on the sides so flew down to the left. When I flew down to the left I saw a creepy forest and there was a strange old lady there that said “This place is sacred you can’t go here” and she got super mad and it seemed like she was going to attack me, so I just said sorry and went the other way.

The place through the exit on the right was a beautiful glade with a little pool and waterfall, and it seems to me that it was the place that I had imagined and thought about sometimes before going to sleep. There was a bit of mist in the area and the clouds seemed to be lower here. I flew up to touch the fluffy white clouds and found that they didn’t actually feel how I thought a cloud was supposed to. The clouds actually felt kind of cushiony like cotton and not really cold or wet at all. I tried focusing my mind to make them feel more like a cloud, but then I changed my mind and instead flew on top of the cloud and lay there….Then I woke up.

I had a DILD Last night!! Yay! I had a weird night. I woke up randomly at 7, didn't do anything because I was too sleepy, woke at 8:30 with alarm clock but don't remember it, and woke at 9:30 ffeling gooood about my dreams!

I have a big segment and three little ones but I cannot remember when they all happened or how they connect because I remember only that I remembered it all after waking up the last time...I will write the 3 short ones first and then the last one.
Bold- Dream, Blue- Lucid, Normal- non dream.

It was my birthday party. People came t my house. I didn't care about most for some reason, and only cared about my best friend. Me and him found rafaela candies and went to hide them for later consumption but ended up eating them in my laundry room. We went to the bathroom He did his business and I washed my face. I don't know why but we wrestled a little and fell into the bathtub. We got out of the bathroom and it was one of my friends' houses. We played video games. One of my friends was there but he said a few mean things tome. There was another guy that was very nice to me. Everyone went on the computer except me. I played a single player spy weasel game where I had to infiltrate some place and steal something, similar to the intro of Inception. I was doing very well and People came from the computer to watch me. I got caught and hid in the shadows. The main bad guy caught me and I killed him in the game. Then, the kids disappeared and my dad and step-mom appeared. They offered to go skating and I accepted. First though, my stepmom was a little ill and she drank water with medicine in it. As she was about to drink, it turned into tonic water. We went outside and started skating on a strange road. The roller blades turned into ice skates for non ice surfaces and we started to speed skate. We skated so fast that we rose up above the clouds and were flying as we skated. The clouds became Ice and we were skating on ice now. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Pink and purple sunrise sky and up above transitioned to black from outer space. I looked back down to the ice and the surface looked like an ocean. my stepmom skated faster ahead, I couldn't keep up and my dad fell behind. I started using my hands to dig into the ice to help go faster and as I went faster I flew up higher and into space. It was cold and I saw a frozen ship fly by me. The gravity was weird and the ship could fly... I drifted back down the the ice clouds and caught up and so did my dad. I fell through the ice at a weak spot but flew up again by skating faster and wanting to fly up. Then, we decided to go down to earth so we punched the ice until wwe fell through and gently drifted down the a road I saw at the outskirts of Kiev, Ukraine. There was snow far off from the road all around but right by the snow were brilliant gold flowers that shone brighter than I have ever seen and the trees were green. Forest on either side. It was surreal and beautiful- the snow, the golden flowers, the trees. I was enjoying it a lot. We eventually reached the first city buildings and the city looked like Chicago. I guess setting change? Winter and snow were gone. I stopped under a roofed building. My parents skated on and were soon gone. Randomly, I realized I was lucid. I remember thinking that all of this was so surreal and amazing. Then, I thought "hey, I'm dreaming" in an obvious sort of way like only an idiot wouldn't know with all of this. I yelled increase lucidity but it didn't work very well. I was too excited to remember to stabilize and do all of those things. The first thing I could think of was the forest task. I closed my eyes and wanted to be in a forest when I opened them but that didn't work as I was still overcome with excitement. I looked around and saw a forest in a city park just beyond a building. I flew over the building and as I came closer, I saw that the forest had thinned. It was thinning as I flew closer. Then, as I came even closer, I saw that the forest diappeared and in its place stood a neat row of trees. Just one layer and row. Between them and around were little neat cofee shop tables and people were sitting doing their things. When they saw me, everyone got scared and ran. I kept my mind on the task and suddenly, the dream was less stable and I lost some control. I couldn't fly very well then. I persisted and flew around the trees, weaving in and out and then above the trees. I could only fly for short bursts, so I flew by boosting up a bit, and then gliding down and repeating. A woman and her two kids ran after me right under wher I just flew screaming religious things and cursing my flying as work of the devil. I didn;t care. I thought that now that the task was done, I needed something else to do. An idea popped into my mind. I said, "I want to meet my dream guide". Suddenly, a pair of clever looking triangular eyes appeared. It was surrounded by a sparkly orange mist or aura. Reminded me of the cat from alice in wonderland. I asked it if twas my spirit guide and it replied, in a very deep intriguing voice, "Perhaps" and then vanished. I flew back to the start of the row of trees and as I was flying above a low rooftop, a parkour kid started running alongside me. Then, I woke up.

regular dreams: 7-23-10

Train

Me and my friends were going somewhere, I think it was to a Summerfest type of place because we had to take a bus to get there. Well actually, that bus turned into a train. We would sit on the edge of the train tracks until the train would come because it was surrounded by water. It was pretty dangerous because when other trains come, we would have to jump out of the way quickly and duck and it would go over us. It got to the point where we would have to lay down on the ground to avoid the train hitting us. I think one time we got knocked into the water somehow. I looked around and saw a few of my friends struggling in the water. Dani came up to the surface out of breath so I had to help her get out of the water.


Playing in the Clouds

There is one thing that I’ve always wanted to do in life, and that was go above the clouds and be able to look down over then without being in an airplane. I’ve also wanted to be high enough to be in a cloud and be able to touch it. I pretty much experienced this when I hiked up Pike’s Peak a few weeks ago with my family and clouds covered the mountain. For a few minutes, we appeared to be in a cloud so I went out and took some pictures. Well anyway, this is probably why I had this dream.

I was inside my house when it started to get really cloudy outside. These clouds were really puffy and they were close to the ground. Instead of being foggy and misty-like, they still looked like actual clouds do when they are up high in the sky, but they were coming closer and closer to the ground. I remember that I had always wanted to touch a cloud, so I looked in my backyard and saw a cloud within touching distance. I didn’t want to look stupid, so I quickly opening my door, ran outside and touched the cloud (which felt really cool, like you feel the cloud but you don’t because your hand just sinks right into it.) and ran back inside and shut the door. I wanted to try this again so I went to my front yard to try it but this time I saw people staring at me. I felt like they thought I was crazy.

Then, I appeared to be with my dad in his car. There were clouds everywhere now. We were at some kind of park and I got out of the car an faced a wall of clouds. It looked so fun, and I couldn’t help myself- I just jumped right in! I think my dad might have joined me at some point. It was an amazing experience. It was like swimming through the clouds. There was a child and a mother by us, also playing in the clouds. After awhile, the clouds got really thick and I couldn’t breath that well. I tried to make my way back to the car but it took some time. I was almost out of breath by the time I got back into the car.

Then I remember going home and telling my mom about the experience. But now, the clouds were really dark un my backyard and not as close to the ground. They appeared to be almost black. I also remember posting something on my facebook wall that said “My wish came true! I touched the clouds!”

This was a really fun dream

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7/5/10

Had this dream during my evening nap.

I was in some sort of assembly with other people and there was this white marker board. A young woman with glasses had written some political stuff about the president but another woman had immediately removed it. From what I could remember the post was dead on and had put the other woman in her place. I had asked the woman what had happened and she told me to ask the one who posted the message on the board. I spoke with another young man who told me what the woman had written was accurate about our president. ( I wish I had paid attention to the board )
.. So I walked further into the department I was in and saw an open door in the back of the room. From what I had seen the sky was a bit low and filled with clouds. I was unable to see any opening in the clouds to view the blue sky.
The clouds were bright gold in color and I had noticed these still beam of lights peering through them.. thin gold rays of light that seem to absorb smoke from below. I noticed these beams of lights were still but any moving smoke underneath the beam were removed.. sort of like vanished in thin air.
I also saw it was cold out and the ground was full of snow. I also saw this dark path of water crossing behind this room I was standing in ..just outside the door. It was like I was standing on the opposite side of a river watching the water stream on by me.
I notice the water was cold as well for it had ice and sludge floating on top.
So I move my attention back to the young woman in the glasses who had written on the white marker board. She had on a red shirt and sat on this black recliner. She said " I had to write that because that guy was trying to insult our government.." I looked at her and asked what does it mean..she narrowed her eyes and asked me why did I want to know. I looked over at the door and saw a black bear float on ice down the river.. so I turn back to her and said " I am curious to what happen and I think I agree with you".. she still for some reason didn't trust my word so I told her forget it..
I look over at the door again and see these snow cougars playing in the river.. than a woman with a cane struggling to get away from them. I didn't want to get involved so I ducked from her view.. only to see the cougars jumping at her and her cane waving in the air.
I turned to the woman and said " forget it .. I was just curious as to why they backed down..no worries" She smiled and I looked back to the door seeing that it was not an old woman.. but an old man with a staff and he was climbing over mountains..I looked back towards the sky and saw the clouds were even lower..

Weird dream..

Morning of February 9, 1976. Monday.



Nothing dramatic happens here, but my dream seems to last a long time throughout the morning. Jesus Christ, in large seemingly layered mainly white robes, seems to appear standing on our roof on the northeast area near the chimney my father built, and the concept of “rooftop Heaven” comes to mind, as well as a “Heaven” association with my dream girl (who turned out to be Zsuzsanna in every way possible, including the unlikely mixed accent of Romani Hungarian and Australian). Over time, I see miniature clouds moving through our backyard (autosymbolism for the dream state itself), not that high from the ground. It seems to be late afternoon. (Note that I am not religious and have zero interest in religious dogma despite experiencing a few miraculous healings as well as inexplicable events continuously since childhood, including my inexplicable connection to Zsuzsanna long before we met in waking life.)

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I consider this precognitive at one level, because my real wife-to-be (and I was not to make waking-life contact with Zsuzsanna for years, until March 1991) lived in Heaven when younger, a real town name in Nimbin.

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Morning of November 27, 1971. Saturday.



I am in a public place later at night, possibly related to a fifth grade field trip (seemingly close to West Elementary School). I have access to an incredibly powerful telescope. Through the telescope, I see very large and “close” details of the planet Jupiter. However, it also seems as if Jupiter has become extremely close to Earth and somehow “turned into” (perhaps temporarily) various bands of colorful clouds. There is the idea in my dream that Jupiter is not really solid but “made up of clouds” or a sort of multicolored vapor that moves through Earth’s night sky on a regular basis. It is all very colorful and beautiful and creates a sense of both peace and wonder. It is almost as if Jupiter is like a giant soap bubble regarding the continuously changing color patterns. Mainly, there is the idea that Jupiter is not a large planet (with the surface as such in terms of overall area) - an idea which turned out to be precognitive (or using postcognition to an extent). This is because I had not heard anywhere at that time that Jupiter did not have a huge solid surface implied by its size. I was not focused much on the concept of a planet being “made of gas” (I assume even after hearing the term “gas giant”) and originally assumed as a much younger child that it had a huge planet-wide surface based on ideas others had told me, including what I saw in a few older movies.

See also: “Soap-bubble-like window”