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Well, can't say I'm thrilled with this morning's dream. The only humorous element was the fact that it took place in The Jefferson's TV show apartment! That was funny, and I liked being able to walk around and see it from the perspective of actually being there.

Anyways, while I was exploring the place I noticed someone move in one of the back bedrooms. It was a guy with short curly black hair, light - almost grayish skin, and he moved in a slow, slinking way that made me feel uncomfortable. He wore a navy or black polo shirt and jeans. I knew in my gut that I had to stay away from him. He looked like a normal guy, but once he saw me, he began to morph into a more demonic appearance - heavy brow ridge, squinty evil eyes, lean ugly face, fangs, but no horns oddly.

He came after me then, and the rest of the dream was me running from room to room trying to hide behind furniture or camera equipment and stay away from him. I kept hoping someone else would see him and stop him, but no one seemed to think anything strange about him. At least he never did catch me. This dream bothered me because I really felt afraid during it. I don't like feeling afraid. I don't really believe in things like that, but there I was afraid, angry and on the run in this dream. After I woke up, the uneasy feeling stayed with me for awhile. Why would I dream something so abstract and be afraid of it? I am pondering that, but I really don't know.

In this dream I was in the restroom urinating right in front of me there was a window where I could see everything outside. it was nighttime so all I could really see were the stars in the sky and a very big tree about a block from me... then I saw something coming towards the window really fast through the ground! the window was open so I closed it really fast before it got inside as soon as I closed it a huge snake slamed on the window STARING at me... it turned around and left... as it was leaving I noticed a shadow on that big tree I got closer to the window to get a better look and I saw this huge monster/demon with a body of a snake and many many hands... it's face was triangular it's eyes glowed deep black... I started to call my mother to come see it... by the time she saw it, it was flying away from the tree and all we could see was it's shadow in the sky going towards the Moon... my mom looked at it and told me Don't worry it's just a demon called 53. and that's when I woke up absolutely freaked out.

DreamLucidAwake

Basic TOTM

I was in some old abandoned building in the middle of the night. It might have actually been run down version of my house. There were a few guys with weapons and armor standing in front of a large mirror. The mirror was located about where my backdoor would be, so I found that a bit odd. Odd things must be questioned so I did a reality check. I became lucid after my dream energy reality check proved that I was dreaming.

Rather than picking up interest in those people and the mirror, I decided to look for something to eat. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a box of Lucky Charms and a jug of milk. I poured them into a bowl, grabbed a spoon, and walked back to the group of people. I sat down on an old chair and watched them while I ate. The image of a man formed in the mirror and jumped out of it. It was Chris I think. He showed everyone a fancy jeweled dagger and they all cheered. They put the dagger in a treasure chest with other valuable items.

Seeing that there was treasure to be found on the other side of the mirror made me very curious. I guess it's a dragon's nature to collect treasure. I walked over to their group to see what exactly was going on. Chris was about to greet me but stopped and asked, "What are you doing?" "Eating a bowl of cereal," I said casually. "Why?" he asked. "Because they're magically delicious!" I shouted. "Fair enough," he said. "So what are you guys doing?" I asked him. "We're collecting treasure from the mirror world. Want to try it out?" he asked. "Sure, I think I need to do this for the task of the month anyways," I said.

I walked towards the mirror and stared at it. It looked like a normal reflection, but my energy sense was detecting something inside it. It's hard to explain, but it was like the mirror was creating an extra dimension. I placed my hands on it and waited for something to happen. I tried applying a little energy to the mirror to get a reaction out of it. My hands and then my body started to become distorted and I was sucked into the mirror.

I became a 2D image inside the mirror. I looked back outside of the mirror and saw Chris wave to me. The image of Chris and everything outside of the mirror then became completely distorted for a moment and reformed into a new image. Outside the mirror it was still night time, but I was now looking at a castle courtyard. There was a man who looked like a priest or monk staring at me. A castle seemed like a good place to search for treasure, so I decided to exit there. I placed my hands on the mirror's glass again and pushed through. I slowly stepped out of the mirror and my body returned back to its 3 dimensional shape.

I was about to greet the priest and ask him to help me find the treasure. The priest pulled out a jeweled dagger like the one Chris brought back. He immediately tried to stab me, but I back flipped to a safe distance from him. I transformed into a black dragon in the middle of the flip. Even though he was a priest/monk there was a very sinister energy inside him. He charged towards me with the dagger again. I grabbed his arm and threw him over my shoulder.

I heard Chris's voice say, "Be careful, he's pretty dangerous." I looked around and tried to figure out where he was. I looked at the mirror again and saw him standing in the house on the other side. "Really? He seems pretty weak," I said. The priest got back up and made some quick stabbing motions at me. I dodged his attacks and blocked the last one with my claws. I then grabbed his stabbing hand so he couldn't stab me anymore. In my other hand I focused that green nature/earth energy stuff. I threw a punch at his chest with this energy and it was powerful enough to shoot him to the other side of the courtyard.

I thought that attack would have knocked him out, but he got back onto his feet. He then ran frantically up the stone stairs that lined the castle wall. "Wait! Don't chase after him. You need to stay close to the mirror," Chris said. I ignored Chris and chased after the priest anyway. It wouldn't be any fun to just end it all there. I also didn't think I should let this guy get away.

I followed him up the stairs to the top of the wall. There was some sort of shop on top of the wall at the side. I thought that was a bit odd. I sensed the priest's energy inside the shop and my danger sense activated. The shop exploded and a huge flame shot out of the front towards me. At the same time of the explosion, I slid myself over the other side of the wall and grabbed onto the edge. I just barely avoided the flame.

As I was about to climb back up, the priest jumped out of the flames and tried to stab my hand. I put my hand forward and let out a burst of ice magic. I froze our hands together before he could stab me. He karate chopped the block of ice around our hands to break it. He started running again while wrapping up his injured hand in his robes. Luckily dragons don't seem to get frostbite easily. I climbed back up to the wall and continued to chase after him.

He ran into a room at the corner of the castle and slammed a heavy steal door shut. I focused earth magic at the end of my tail as I ran forward. I jumped forward and struck the door with my tail and the door fell down. The room looked as if it were a small library where valuable books and scrolls were kept. The shock wave generated by my attack caused one of the book shelves to fall over. It landed on top of the priest and seriously hurt him. Amazing how all it took was a book shelf to defeat him.

I walked over to him to make sure he wasn't about to jump up and stab me again. He looked like he was on the brink of death to my surprise. He started to whisper something to me. I can't remember it clearly, but I think he was thanking me for killing him. He said something about a demon that had possessed him and forced him to do evil things. After he died I looked around the library. I picked out a couple tomes and scrolls for me to bring back.

I jumped down the wall and glided back down into the courtyard. When I found the mirror again I walked into it slowly. The experience was very similar to the first time I went through the mirror. The dream started to destabilize as I went through all of the distorted effects. I woke up before I got back to the other side of the mirror.

End

I took some Melatonin (3mg) last night to help with sleeping. I heard the alarms I set, but since I had some good sleep from the Melatonin, it was kind of hard to stay a conscious for a WILD. For the WBTB, I think I tried at least two times, I had the temptation to sleep quickly.

Woke up for the final time, and I feel like a new person. Remembered a lot more dreams, some where so long that I should've woken up for a while to write them down. Oh well.

05.07.2012

Left my Backpack (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a huge dream shift that I probably forgot, making this dream confusing.

Basically, I go into some random men's athletics room, and I see my backpack to the right of me resting on a bench.

I had a herp derp moment, and took the backpack just like that. I move forward to left side to rest my backpack on the left bench. There's a guy already at a locker, and he has a bunch of crap to put in, or put out, not sure what he's trying to do, but he has a lot of clothes and stuff in a pile.

He looked like Felix in waking life that I used to know in Middle School and High School. There was a guy named Brian, who was his friend in waking life as far as I know, who came in. Felix tells him that the locker that Brian is trying to go to is occupied, and Brian says in an almost scared tone towards him,

"Oh okay...."

I don't know, either he was afraid of me, or he was doing crack or something, because he was kind of twitching a little too much for my taste.

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05.07.2012

Lady with Plug (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Some lady is our teacher, and I don't know who I'm hanging with at the time except for her. I think we're in a computer lab of some sort, and the floor is white, and the room is a kind of dark, I was wondering who is going to turn on the lights in here.

There was some lights from the outside hallway that provided enough to see what's going on, but it would've been a helpful to still turn on the lights.

A girl has a problem doing something on the computer, and I think the teacher takes the time to help her. There's some other stuff I can't remember to well, but there's a dream shift to where she explains to some girl that the plug, as in an outlet, is prone for error if not inserted correctly in an outlet.

I guess it served as some kind of flash drive in an abstract way, and it was white all over. It looked like your basic plug-in with a chunky white layer hiding the wires and all that, with the two outlet connections sticking out.

There also seemed to be something she utilized to protect those same ends sticking out, and when she did, it would light up a small bright green light, probably to confirm that things are in place.

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05.07.2012

Moving Circular Waterfall? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Uh, I don't know how to describe this waterfall, not even sure it's a waterfall, it's the best I can come up with. I googled what a circular waterfall was, but that wasn't it...too lazy to edit it out with a different name....


I believe I'm walking on a Circular moving waterfall? It's kind of hard to describe it any other way, but it feels like I'm walking, or someone is walking while I'm looking in first person perspective on a waterfall that's moving.

I think I slip down one of the holes after going high to up, and it's basically seeing a person slide left and right in third person view now. Apparently, before the small shift, I think the reason that as each time the person went down, things started to fade more.

I think they needed a specific amount of points to go to a certain afterlife, but I'm not too sure on that, because even though things faded, the person still went deeper.

They finally reach the bottom, or at least a good surface point for now, and they start moving a bit. I'm not sure if I'm playing a video game, and watching the character move that I'm controlling or whatever, but it feels kind of weird. I think I'm at some kind of Game Expo or whatever like E3 or even Comic Con.....not sure, just hearing a few people talking, but their voices are diluted while I'm focusing on the video game.

Oh, and the person seemed to be in some kind of sky city, because the bottom level, you can clearly tell that if they fell off, they would be falling for a pretty long time from above.

I can't remember anything else from the dream.

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05.07.2012

10 Reports (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream is kind of confusing to me....having a little bit of gaps in recall as well.

Some parts of this dream I remembered was being underwater I think to see how some kind of demon male can pretty much eat any kind of creature for some reason I can't remember.

The demon, or at least I thought it was, was dark violet, and when he turns around, he opens his coat layers or whatever it is, and there's a bunch of pink penises on each side. He had white hair too I believe, along with blue horns.

(The closest picture I can find is the demon girl made by uthstar01 in a certain gallery online)

The chick on the right...white hair, purple body, except it looked like a male in the dream.

There are other parts of the dream like me looking for some small animal in the grass, and then trying to kill some guys who want the same animal or object as well.

The dream shifts to where I'm inside a room, and I see a person that looks like my Biology 111 professor. I had a hunch I had to give my reports on the experiences I had before with the animal searching and all that stuff with the demon.

I remember a girl being next to me that looked like Linda, a Hispanic girl I knew in waking life. I was giving the professor my report, and the first one was kind of short, seeing how he read it so fast. I think he is getting more impressed each time he sees another report, and Linda is nudging me as if I got this thing for sure.

She was wearing a sleeveless black shirt and light blue jeans. She had black hair instead of light brown hair as well. I can't remember much after that.

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05.07.2012

Swimming to Alyzarin? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember was that me and Alyzarin, at least I assumed it was her, underwater, and she looked like she was unconscious as she's descending. She's still near the surface though, maybe 3-4 away from it.

I'm trying to reach her by swimming as fast as I can, but I'm going to slow. I assumed it was her because the entity looked a lot like the person on her avatar. Green hair, wearing a light colored full dress. etc.

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05.07.2012

Spike Spiegel Dies (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream was Spike Spiegel and some girl who looks maybe 6-8 years of age walking together at some random park. They're on some stone road, and I believe there were Pink blossom trees, and some of the leaves are floating in the air.

I think Spike decides to kill someone, but I'm not too sure on that. Whatever the reason or action, this causes the girl he's walking with to pull out something that looks like a lipstick of some sort.

It actually is a mini-pistol of some sort, and she shoots Spike. Spike grunts, and says something like the lines of,

"You little....you took it while I grabbed your.." something.


That lipstick trick reminded me of a scene in MGS3 where Sokolov thought Eva was going to kill him with some weapon that ended up being a lipstick...lol.

(From 0:00-1:15)

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I meet Evangelion at some place and we do some dream stuff together. Soon we feel hots for each other and he grabs me from behind, sliding his hands down my bosom and into my pants. At some point I am naked from my waist down and I have my underwear hanging on an ankle. Someone accuses us of indecent exposure. That's when I notice we are on a bus full of people. LOL But I don't feel embarrassed, because I'm semi-aware that I'm dreaming.
I'm now outside the bus and Evangelion evaporates. The ground is covered in snow and there's guys sliding vertiginously on tobogans and snowboards. I decide to follow them just sliding with my body through the snow. The speed makes me dizzy and I get confused for a while.
I don't know exactly how, but I end up on some room and I feel Riverstone's presence. I have a vague sensation of seeing him entering and exiting through a door on this room. Slowly I force myself to recover awareness and I get fully lucid. There is a mirror on the wall. I remember having read during the day an article about a meditation technique - considered a bit dangerous (I then wondered why) - consisting on staring at your own image reflected on a mirror and I decide to practice it on the dream.
As expected, my face soon starts to disfigure, becomes monstrous and I realize the danger is in becoming so frightened that I can go mad.
I feel the fear growing inside me and, to fight it, I decide to embrace the monsters in me. I stare at the mirror with my eyes wide open until they become so large and red and evil. I scream at the top of my lungs to the mirror and a long viper tongue comes out of my mouth. My hair spreads out in the air and I look horribly demonic. It is hard not to die of fear of myself!
I decide it is enough of this exercise and I recall that Riverston'e was around. Where is he now? The room is empty and I see 3 doors. I decide to go look for him, using a door as a portal. I chose the one closer to me and open it. It is a dark room and it takes me a while to see anything inside it. When I finally see something, it's full of zombies! They are lethargically lying on the floor, or leaning against the walls, but when they see me, they all get up to try to catch me. I try not to panic and simply go back through the same door, calmly. Unfortunately I don't return to the point of departure. I'm now in a post-apocalyptic dream scenario, in an underground complex full of zombies. Shit. I have a slight awareness that it is my fault and I make a mental note to self, not to go about exploring the dream world after unleashing my own demons. I don't feel enough strength to get out of there or make them disappear. I just run and climb stairs and try to find an exit. They are everywhere. Then I figure I can climb walls like Spider-Man (first time I try), which the zombies can't do and that's how I manage to reach the upper level of this building, unharmed. I find a grid leading to the outside at the ground level. There's green grass, blue sky and policemen controlling the entrance to the zombie underground. It all seems like a metaphor for the dark vs. light places of my mind. (...)

If the first sign of craziness is going crazy in dreams then I'm screwed.

Cut Cut Slash Slash

I was in Dread's room. Dread, Jin, and I were watching TV.

I start hearing voices.

They are voices of demons talking to me telling me that they are going to kill my friends.

What the serious fuck?

The voices of the demons tell me that they are coming. They tell me that there are three of them and there isn't any escaping my fate. They will kill my friends and then me.

I want to leave.

Dread and Jin ask me what's going on, but I'm too ashamed to tell them.

I look around the room. I'm seeing faces everywhere. They don't exist but my mind is picking up on patterns and translating them into faces.

I see the face of a burnt doll in Dread's closet.



I want to leave now.

The doll smiles wickedly and tells me that it is the first demon and the more powerful of the other two.

Dread and Jin take me back to my parent's house, sensing that something wasn't right with me.

When I come home, I find that we are celebrating someone's birthday. I look out the window of the front porch and see two little kids playing together. They are probably three or four years old.

When my mom sees them, she invites them inside. I instantly sense that there is something malignant about these children. The little girl is playing with a lighter and the little boy is just standing there strangely.

My mom puts the cake on the table. The little girl takes out her lighter and tries to light the candles.

I'm freaking out. I'm convinced that the little girl is one of the demons that the voices had talked about, and that she is a pyromaniac and wants to light the house on fire so that people die.

Everyone is telling me to calm down but I can't. I want the two little children to leave. I want everyone to leave. I want to leave.

I feel like there's something wrong with my brain. I can't tell if I am so delusional that my reality is completely warped or if what I am experiencing is true intuition telling me to leave. Nothing makes sense anymore.

After the birthday party, the little girl kills Dread and Jin. At least that's what I perceived to happen.

I run down the stairs and tell my mother that I am leaving now. I can't take this anymore! I don't know where I am going but it at least won't be here!

She gives me a strange look.

I try to explain what just happened but she looks completely perplexed.

I'm not even sure of what just happened, but I'm in a total state of disarray.

I get in the car.

But not before checking it twice.

I'm completely paranoid that the little demon boy is following me. I'm still seeing faces everywhere so I can't tell what's real or not. I catch a glimpse of a face in the trunk. The little boy was trying to come along with me.

I removed him from the trunk. He then killed my mother.

If I wasn't experiencing a psychotic break before, I was now.

I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know what was real or not. Voices were screaming at me and luring me into places. Everything wanted to kill me. I wanted to kill myself before the last demon could kill me.

I took a bottle of sleeping pills and laid down on my bed hoping it would all be over soon. I just wanted to die.

I watch as the last demon comes up to me. She has grown from her original doll size to the size of a large child. Her face still looks burnt and contorted.

I can't tell if I am hallucinating or not.

With a small burst of energy, I shove the remaining sleeping pills down her throat.

Fuck this. I don't feel like dying tonight.

I don't have any weapons except safety scissors. That'll do.

With all of my force, I stab the safety scissors into her skin. I can barely rip her skin. The safety scissors aren't sharp enough.

She laughs wickedly.

I shove her to the ground and start stabbing her with the scissors. I want to cut her heart out. I don't want this to be the way I die.

She just keeps laughing maniacally.

She tells me that even if I manage to kill her she will just come back for me again. And again. And again. And again.

She has been partially disfigured by the safety scissors but it's not enough. I'm feeling the effects of the pills. Shit. The pain began to build up and I was going in and out of consciousness while she continued to laugh.

Fuck you.

With the only energy I had remaining, I shoved the scissors through her heart. She was silenced.

And so was I.

2010 (approx)

I fell asleep without doing my affirmations in my journal.

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My husband was flirting with me, and he touched my left side, below my ribcage. I cringed and pulled away because it hurt there. It felt like a really bad bruise. He placed his hand on my ribcage again, I said, no, don't that really hurts. He grabbed me by the arm and held me in place then forcefully began rubbing the tender spot beneath my ribs. As he rubbed harder his face contorted into this demonic face and he smiled an evil, malicious smile. I couldn't pull away and he continued rubbing, knowing it was causing me terrible pain.

I woke abruptly IRL and noticed my left side, below my ribcage was very sore. When I felt there, I noticed a lump - for real. I ended up seeing the doctor and found it was a Lipoma. Six months later, I had it removed.
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Afterthought: I am thinking that the activation of my chakras either sensitized the nerves here so that I felt it or it simply brought my attention to that area. Because during meditation my chakras (base, sacral, solar plexus, heart) were all throbbing away. I actually checked my pulse rate several times believing that my heart rate had increased, but it had not. My pulse was steady even though the beating inside me was very strong and insistent. The solar plexus centered chakra and the heart chakra are the ones that thundered away. Did this have an effect on my side? I don't know. Perhaps just coincidence.

Maybe 5 or so years ago I had this dream. I was sharing my faith with some DCs. Basically I was telling them that Jesus Christ is Lord. The first few didn't mind being witnessed to, but then there was this one guy who came over to me. Seems he was listening as I was telling my other DCs. Although he didn't seem too pleased, I witnessed to him too. At this he became enraged, and his form started to change. I could tell this guy was possessed by some kind of demon. Although he didn't change into a demon, it was more like he grew into a large shadowy figure. He launched some kind of psi-attack at me, seeking to engulf me.

I actually became afraid, and lucid. As I became lucid I realized this was no ordinary DC, but an actual demonic attack on me while I slept. The only way I fought back was I kept telling this entity "Jesus Christ is Lord". I said it probably a dozen times, and actually woke myself up saying it. I awakened quickly, and I thought I actually heard myself saying it out loud, like I was talking in my sleep.

It took me awhile to get back to sleep after this of course.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am at Neo Tokyo. A nuts is on the streets saying out loud that there are demons coming from the underworld and walking among us as normal people. I know he i telling the truth, so I tell him I believe in him, but nobody else does. I stay at a little jap house in an alley, where I make (or was it there already?) a hole under the wooden floor, which is an entrance to the underworld.
I am preparing to go down there and fight some underworld demons when WakingNomad appears at the front door. I already have my legs on the hole and he tells me to be careful not to stay like for too long like that, or the demons below might attack me. So I come back to the surface, welcome him and we sit on the tatami floor, talking.
Don't recall what we talk about, but we get pretty close, pretty friendly and we end up making out. We get naked and we have sex on the floor. Then we are interrupted by some of his ex-girlfriend or current girlfriend, who followed him there and is totally jealous. She is a bit annoying, worst than any demon and ruins this dream for me.

I was walking along the beach with my family, we were there on vacation or something. My cousin pulled up in his truck, on the sand, bringing us something. They looked like neon shirts. He showed them to us. Sam and my little brother ended up going with him in his truck to go get something, leaving me there with my mom's car. As my cousin was pulling it, it caused a chain reaction and made my mom's car spin. Apparently it was on neutral. I jumped into the car, and as soon as I did, I started rolling down a small hill toward a seaside warehouse. I frantically searched for the break, I never can in my dreams. I guess this could be a dream sign. I ended up pressing the gas and some other pedal. I sort of rammed into the warehouse, knocking the "Open" sign off of the wall. (I don't know why a warehouse would have an open sign) I got out of the car and looked around. No one was in sight. I looked at the damage. The car was a bit smushed in the front, and there was a large crack in the warehouse wall. I ran, trying to find my mother. I ended up running into the warehouse. I around the corner and found a dead end. There were boxes everywhere. It crossed my mind that I could just hop on top of them to get over the wall, but I didn't. I turned around and suddenly stopped in my tracks. I thought, "Wait, wasn't I just doing my WILD technique in my bed? I must have just fallen asleep." I plugged my nose, and I could breathe.

Now lucid, I walked a little ways until I found the exit to the warehouse. All of a sudden, I girl appeared in front of me. She was a little bit older than me. A large "A" was written on her collar around her neck. She was dressed in a large black overcoat, in a suit of some sort. A kind of crossbow hung over her back. Her brown hair was pulled back into a small ponytail.

"I have come to protect you." she said.
I was shocked. Could this be my dream guide?
"Wait. . . who are you?" I asked.
"I will explain that later. In the meantime, come with me."
I'm not sure where I went, but I followed her down through the warehouse somewhere. Eventually, we came to a large room. I suspected this to be her private room or headquarters.

As I walked into the room behind the strange woman, I saw some more peculiar faces. I saw an attractive young man with the same outfit as the girl, with his short, light brownish blondish hair also pulled back into a ponytail. He was about the same age as the woman.

Beside him, was another... thing. He was a creature of some kind, he wore the same outfit as everyone else, only. . . his hood covered the rest of his face, and the only thing that showed was his exceedingly large mouth, and his teeth showed all the time. He looked a bit creepy.

"We are here to protect you." the woman said.
I turned towards her. "So wait. . . what is your name?"
She said her name, but it was a large, unheard of name and I can't remember it.
She motioned to the man at her side, and told me what his name was. I can't remember that either.
I looked around I noticed that I was standing in front of a car. It looked like my mom's car that I crashed, only.. shinier.

"Well that's all for the invitations, then." the woman said. (I'll call them my 'Protectors' from now on)
"Someone is after you." The man said. "They want you killed."
Who on earth would want me killed in my own dream?
The woman told me that the "Creature" wouldn't be joining us. He was to go off and protect someone else.

I opened my eyes in my room. The walls were and odd shade of red, and instead of a regular bed, there was a bunk bed in the middle of the floor. Where was I just? I RCed. Oh yeah. With my Protectors. But how did I get here?
Interrupting my thoughts was a creepy laugh. I looked around the room frantically, searching for the source. I looked on my bed. My bear was there, but it was a bit moved. Hmm.

The woman Protector walked into my room. "Let's get going." she said.
"Where?"
"Well, to the mall, I guess. If that's where you want to go. We'll meet your other protector there, too."
I looked at her. She was dressed in normal clothes like a normal girl; no crossbow could be seen.

I walked out of the room fully dressed. I was a bit taller than usual I noticed. As I was walking to the door of the garage with my woman protector behind me, I suddenly wanted to drive a baby blue corvette. I thought about it, and when I walked outside. Sitting there was a weird looking car. It wasn't old, but it wasn't new, either. It was my favorite color of blue, with other mixtures. It was oddly shaped, though. The doors were already open, and they revealed shiny new seats and a couple of bags. I opened a bag that was in the front seat. I've always wanted to do that in a dream! Inside, I found a tennis racket, and some other things, I didn't look anymore, because my protector was hurrying me.

I got into the car on the drivers side, because she let me drive for some reason.

We got to the mall, and met the guy protector at the movies inside the mall. By this time, he was fully dressed in his black attire, and so was my woman protector. As we waited in line for tickets, I looked at both of them. They were both on either sides of me, standing stock still, looking around, getting prepared.
"You know..." I said. "You two would make a great couple."
The woman blushed and looked away.
The man smiled. "I don't know about that. . ."

We got our tickets and headed into the theater. We sat in the corner. The woman sat on the right side of me, the man on the left. I felt weird, like I didn't belong with these people.
This was a lucid dream, why wasn't I out doing things, like my 3 step tasks?

Suddenly, I heard a noise. It was a creepy laughing sound. The sound I heard from earlier! The two protectors tensed up, holding onto their weapons. I could see him now. The possessed bear, standing a row in front of me on top of a chair. It was smiling at me. All of a sudden, it jumped upwards in a black blur, and disappeared. I looked at the two protectors. They were looking up. The woman was on the left side of me now, with her crossbow in the air, aiming to fire.
"Hold on." She said.
Just then, the black blur appeared again and came straight towards me at the speed of light.
I heard a sharp sound, I'm not sure what it was, but the arrow made contact with the demon - thing. The bear flew all the way to the left, hitting the wall, and broke open. I swear I saw some black stuff rise out of it.
I plugged my nose again. I was still dreaming. This wasn't fair. I could do anything.

"Are you alright?" The woman asked me.
"Yes, thank you." I said. "What was that?"
"That, my friend, was a possessed doll puppet." I heard the man say.
Suddenly, the dream just ended, or sped forward.

I wasn't lucid anymore, although it was pretty vivid. I was driving my sister's Mustang. It was on a very narrow road. On the side was a creek filled with water. This looked familiar. It was part of the driveway to my dad's house, only it was a lot wider and certainly less stressful. I inched my way in the car for a couple of seconds, then just figured out, that it's not worth it. I backed up slowly, and nearly fell into the creek twice. Then I woke up.

I've been having dreams lately that I have some sort of supernatural power. It's been innocent until last night.

I dreamt I was a demon, walking through a basement filled with people. I knew they would call the police, but I knew that there was absolutely nothing anyone could do to stop me. I'm not sure if I killed people or made them fall asleep, but most of the people were lying on the ground because of me.

I kept the desirable women for myself for later, and had sex with Jack Nicholson (Why him? I don't know.) to impregnate myself with a devil baby, the antichrist, I don't know. I intended to impregnate a woman afterwards.

What the eff is that about?

First, I was at my old house with my mom and another girl from school. I had a big fight with my mom.. we were at the table or something..

Then I was cycling to school with my brother.. We had to take a right turn.. then I suddenly raised myself above the road and I had to carry much weight.. I gave my brother a key or something to unlock the gate.. but I was there first so I opened the gate (the key was with me again somehow) and I showed a weird chemistry test from my brother to my old friends.. he had only 6 answers wrong..

Then I was in the office, me and my brother were doing something on the computer and I needed a better chair, but there wasn't a better one.. Then my dad locked my in the office.. I don't think my brother was there as well.. but it was suddenly full with water and I was trapped with one of my legs.. the other one was covered with grey eggs/seeds of a butterfly.. it felt really gross and weird.. then there came a demon (girl-demon with kind of orange hair.. she swam to me) and gave me some weird small stones.. I could throw them at the window, because my dad was outside.. so I did. He eventually came back and unlocked the door, just in time because the eggs were starting to hatch.. I ran to the door, and some butterflies already flew away.. they didn't all hatch though..
Then I woke up.

-Enteme-

Loads of dreams last night...tried to focus on Kaomea, and I saw her. I was going through her dream journal with my phone in my bed, and dozed off while I was reading it....but I think my eyes were still open. Either way, I had vivid HH of plam trees in my darkened room. It was if they were surrounding my bed. The first dream seems like two dreams are happening at once. The thing about it, when the other one switches up really fast, it's all in black and white....just really weird, and hard to keep up.

I"m at some public area, and I think I'm treating someones broken arm or something

*dream immediately changes scenes*

I'm in a helicopter with Kaomea...everything is black and white. And I don't know whats going on.

*dream changes scenes again*

I have this thing stuck in my leg. I'm explaining that the Army put it there, and it's for allergic reactions. I can use the eppy whenever I want to, but I never had use for it. I'm slowly digging it out, and I can visualize the tissue in my leg and placement of the device in relation to my finger. I finally pull it out and wonder if there's anything left in it. The pin is orange, and my wound starts healing immediately. Too late to rethink putting it back in there.

*scene changes again*

We're arriving on the front lawn of the white house.

*scene changes again*

I have blanket over some girl, and I'm wrestling a demon out of her. She finally stops struggling, and when I remove the blanket...she's pretty calm. I asked her if she remembered anything that just happened, and she was drawing blank. "Good", I said, and took her to her mother who was T. All three of us walked to the kitchen where my friend D's mother was, and I introduced them all. I had a hard problem recalling her name...before I could even question why I didn't know it....

*scene changes again*

I'm running down the side of a skyscraper, and gravity obviously has no effect.
*dream(s) finally end*

At the house
I'm at my house with J, and I notice his mothers ex is speeding off in an old orange car that I've never seen before. J was explaining the model and make, and I was watching the guy drive down the ditch before jumping on to the road. Just then my nephews came over, and C had on an army shirt. He was playing with it, and he ripped it up. I asked him why would he do such a thing, and I play wrestle with him a bit and tell him not to do that to his shirts...especially those shirts.

*scene changes*
I'm in the middle of the air in the world of Dragon Ball Z. I'm showing someone this technique that I thought he should have already learned. There are several floating mountains that I demonstrate on. First I gather my energy, and then I let off a Ki blast. When it flies....I fly faster than the blast itself, and intercept it. The blast hits me, and I use that gathered energey to shoot another blast that's way powerful than the previous one. It obliterates the floating mountain into pebbles. I did this several times before waking up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A tall, white man, bald on top, with white hair around the sides of his head, and wearing a grey suit with a white shirt and, probably, a maroon tie, was sitting at a table with me in a drably fluorescent-lit room, talking about lucid dreaming.

I don't remember what the man said now, although I could hear it pretty well. One word in particular really struck me, although when I woke up I seemed to think that that word could have applied to any subject.

Dream #2

I was standing at the edge of a city park. The park felt small near me, though I had the idea that it was actually a rather large park. I stood on the inside of a black-painted iron fence. A sidewalk ran just outside the park. It was a nice, sunny day. There were a lot of people on the sidewalk.

Somehow I saw, off to my left, my old friend R walking around the corner. He was walking under the shade of some trees. I didn't really want to see him again. But if he was here, and if he saw me, I supposed I should be happy to talk to him.

The entrance to the park was on my side. And R was rounding the corner to reach my side. But for some reason, I started walking over to the side of the park where R was. It was like I wanted to meet him before he got to my side.

But, only a few steps away from where I'd been, I realized that I'd just left my backpack (??? -- don't wear one IWL) behind. I turned around to grab it. It might have been leaning against a tall headstone, like for a grave.

I grabbed my backpack. But by this time, R had already rounded the corner. He was now walking past where I stood. He may have said something to me. We may even have been talking to each other -- in my head. R was already about to reach the next corner.

Somehow I came to understand that I would be meeting R at some other place, like we'd arranged to meet each other for dinner or at R's house or something. I now walked away from the park gates and down toward the opposite end of the park.

The park, I'm pretty sure, had a lot of gravestones in it. It might actually have been a cemetery. I walked across a lawn full of gravestones, under the thick shade of trees.

At some point I saw -- as if I were walking there, but not quite -- the street on the other side of the park. It was an empty street, with a big, residential apartment building. The building was kind of old and run down. It was made of stone or concrete, and it was painted white. It glared in the sunlight.

I was thinking something to myself. But I can't remember what. I was probably still continuing my in-head conversation with R.

Dream #3

I was sitting on a couch with my brother. My brother sat to my right. To my left was another couch, on which sat two or three women. The women weren't my family members, though maybe they were supposed to have been.

I was either drawing or looking at drawings and humming or singing a tune to myself. I remember sensing the tune -- hearing it and feeling it in my throat. But I don't remember the tune at all.

The first drawing I was looking at was kind of tall and narrow. It was of some human-like figure. The figure was all green, with a masculine, slender, but muscular body, and a featureless face. The figure had smallish wings, kind of butterfly-shaped, but clear, like fly-wings.

The figure stood before a background, like a sky fading upward, from the horizon, from yellowish to greenish-yellow, to olive-green.

The second drawing was of a sky and a landscape below. The landscape was very small as I remember, and the sky was very vast. A whole lot of demon-like entities were being released from the sky. They may have come from some ship, but I can't remember.

The demons were little, black, scraggly shadows. In the center of these scraggly shadows there were single, pink orbs, almost like eyes.

The sky faded very quickly from a dark band of blue at the top, to a paler blue, and finally to a white, which took up most of the vast sky. For some reason, the whole thing reminded me of something out of Neon Genesis Evangelion, and I might even have started making up a story about Shinji Ikari attacking these demons.

I was still humming or singing. At some point the women started singing or humming along with my tune. Finally my brother made some smart-ass comment to me about how stupid my song was. He also asked me something like, couldn't I quit making so much noise while he was around?

I stopped. I was really offended and angry. The women stopped as well. But they took more of an attitude of being scared by the sudden change in tone in the environment.

I turned to my brother and said a lot of really bad stuff to him. I remember sensing each thing I said to him -- but I can't remember what I said. All I know is that I was calculating everything I said to hurt him and make him feel as terrible and worthless as possible.

Finally I said that I only tolerated being around him, and nothing more -- that I didn't like being around him.

I then did some strange move where I lifted my hands, bent my arms, grabbed onto the back of the couch, and flipped myself over to the backside of the couch. When I did this, I was in another room.

As soon as I had said everything I felt really terrible. I could tell that my brother had taken everything I'd said to heart. I knew that he'd probably lose faith in himself and go off and get into some kind of trouble. It really upset me that I'd started off that whole chain of events -- even though, while I'd said everything, it was exactly what I'd meant to do.

I didn't seriously mean anything I'd said, though, and now I wanted to apologize to my brother for everything.

My brother was standing right next to me. I figured this would be the best time for me to apologize to him and get things back in order between us.

We were staring at a table full of arts and crafts supplies. The main thing I remember is yellow, plastic canisters of powdered paint. The canisters looked like label-less Crayola products. We had to pour the powdered paint into white, styrofome bowls and add water. I may have called this paint "tempera."

I was looking at the table and apologizing to my brother. My brother was telling me something like, It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay, don't worry about it. But I still felt awful, and I wanted my brother to know I was sorry.

Dream #4

A girl, probably an Asian girl, maybe in her early or mid teens, was wearing a strange helmet. The helmet was made out of brightly polished chrome.

The skull of the helmet held pretty close to the woman's head. But the jaw of the helmet extended straight forward, on both sides, forming something like two stylized, trapezoidal tusks. There may -- possibly, I'm not sure -- also have been ear-like or wing-like shapes coming off the top of the head.

I wondered why the woman would need to wear something like this. It didn't make sense, for daily life.

But somehow I got the understanding that the woman had been attacked, either physically or spiritually, in her life. She was still healing from the attack. And she was still vulnerable to future attacks. So, to protect the healing areas, the woman had to wear this helmet. The helmet may also have helped her fight, in the case of any future attacks.

Dream #5

I was at my old friend R's apartment. But, for some reason, it was now my family's house. My mom and my mom's best friend were at the house. My sister was also there. Other people may also have been there. But I'm not sure who they were.

We were in somebody's bedroom, which was at one end of the apartment. I was sitting on the edge of a big, fluffy bed.

My mom and my mom's friend were secretly worrying over me. They didn't say anything to me. But they were discussing the fact that I was seeing demons, and that I might, therefore, be suffering from schizophrenia. My sister may also have been involved in the conversation.

I got up, not quite feeling like myself, but still trying to prove that I was sane. I'm pretty sure the fact was that I was seeing demons. But I think I was trying to prove to somebody that they were real. But if I couldn't prove they were real, I could, at least, in the meantime, prove that I had a decent grip on the rest of reality.

I walked into the next room, adjacent to the bedroom. I'm not sure what it was. For some reason, I saw the door on the left wall of the room. I wanted to jump from where I was, through the doorway, into the hallway.

I jumped, and I made it. But instead of landing, I decided I just wanted to keep flying. I knew that one could hover 12cm or so above the ground if one had jumped, and that one could move about a bit more quickly than walking by floating around at this height.

I floated off to my left, up the hallway, into the kitchen, where my mom and her friend were. They may still have been talking about how crazy I was. I thought they'd especially think I was crazy, now that I was flying around. I think they'd even think I was crazy for thinking I could fly.

But I wanted to keep flying, and I wanted to prove to somebody that I was flying. So I turned around and headed down the hallway. My sister was walking up the hallway. I figured if she saw me flying she'd know I was flying and that I wasn't crazy.

But as I passed the front door of the apartment, right before I saw my sister, I passed a pair of high heels. The high heels were very strange. The toes and sides of them were covered in a red fabric with white designs. The heels were covered with something like blue denim and white designs. The shoes were then -- somehow -- fringed with white lace.

For some reason, these monstrosities really caught my fancy. I said, "Ooh!" And even turned back to look at them as I passed them. My sister saw how I paid attention to the shoes. I thought, Oh great. Now she'll think I like the shoes because I like wearing women's shoes. And she'll think that since I "like wearing women's shoes," I'm crazy.

My sister was already heading back up the hallway, toward the bathroom, which was near the kitchen. I turned around to follow her, hoping I could say something to her which would make her think I wasn't crazy.

But my sister was talking to me about some kind of fashion show, which the shoes had been a part of. My sister was talking about one dress in particular from the show. My sister either liked the dress or the model for the dress.

The model may have looked like an ultra-thin version of Scarlet Johanssen (I probably spelled that wrong). She had pale skin, and her hair was in a very 1930s-style, triangular kind of cut, not quite shoulder length, full of tight, blonde curls.

The model wore a red dress with white designs. The fabric of the dress was kind of thick and practical, not thin, sheer, or soft. The collar-line of the dress was very low and had a wide v-cut. The sleeves were kind off poofy, in an angular way.

The model also wore a blue hat, the fabric seemed to be like denim. The had basically just sat, tiltled kind of rakishly, atop the curls of the model's hair. It didn't really fit over the whole skull.

Note: Embedded videos should offer some insight into what influenced certain elements the dream. They should also be pretty cool.

17.12.2011

Aggressive Negotiations (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Me

”Turn around. NOW!”

I scream at the driver of the sedan, as an irrational fear takes hold. At least, it seems irrational, but trucks never come down this way, never two of them. What's more, one is all but blocking the road out of the neighborhood. Clearly something is about to go down.

As if suddenly realizing the danger, the person driving turns around, unusually slowly; we’re headed back home, to my court. Thankfully, we get there pretty quickly, and I'm plopped in the street as the car hastily drives off. Before departing, the driver left me with the task of blending in at a nearby Christian High School.

Originally Posted by Inner Thoughts

No big deal. I’ll be able to skate by today, stay uninvolved with the afairs of these kids, and be out of here in no time.

Entering the door on the left, I find myself in an office-like recepetion area. The secretary, behind a glass pane, informs me that I’m not allowed over here, “All the kids are supposed to be on the other side.”

Originally Posted by Me

“Sure thing,” I smile warmly to alleviate suspicion.

Outside again, I enter the right-most part of the one-story, tan walled building, only to find myself in an almost identical area, with an almost identical secretary. From the back of the room, a middle-aged woman walks up to me, grinning broadly.

Originally Posted by Creepy Lady

“Welcome. We’ve been waiting for you," she make a large, hurried motion, "Quickly, come this way.”

Not really sure what to think, I go with it, and follow her into a small room where a young girl is sitting, handcuffed to a table. There’s an empty chair across from her, I sense it’s for me. Sure enough, as soon as I sit, the woman leaves me to my own devices. It’s clear I’m meant to interrogate this girl, find out what she knows, etc.

Originally Posted by Me

“Hi there.”

She doesn’t respond.

Originally Posted by Me

“Well, if you don’t want to talk to me. . . is there anyone you do want to talk to?”

With a thought, and a bit of direction from girl’s own mind, I make a few holograms appear beside her, shifting through those she seems to want to speak with. She gives a name; I don’t recognize it, but I’m able to create a representation of her desired point of contact and bring that representation to life. Of course, it’s under my control. Oddly, I think she knows that, but her fervor and crazed look tell me speaking with this image of her superior, a small, red, impish demon in a classy suit, would be the only way to get a peep out of her.

What follows is a less than ideal double-reverse interrogation session. Each of us indirectly scrambling to find what the other knows, giving up only what we know we can, all in the ruse of a communication between allies.

She knows about the recent assassination attempt on my life, is saddened to hear of its failure, but is pleased various other atrocities back home are panning out nicely. Once it’s clear I was revealing more than I was getting, I pause the image.

Originally Posted by Me

“Yes,” I say, “I know you know, but nothing said on my end was a lie. No propaganda. You really do work for someone like that, idolize someone like that.”

She makes a snide remark I can’t recall, and I respond with an outrageous outburst that has her questioning my sanity:

Originally Posted by Me

“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I’M HARRY FUCKING POTTER.”

I pull out a wand and destroy the projection of the demon in a shower of sparks; her look says it all. That’s when I notice it, at the door behind me, a presence of ill-intent. I stand quickly to see a green form dart past me, out the window, to the street beyond. By the girl’s gleeful reaction, I know this won’t be good. Drawing a blade, I go to the thing's exit point and see a green monster, spherical, with a gaping maw across it’s center and a face within that.

Originally Posted by Inner Thoughts

It doesn’t look like it wants to get close. . . And I really shouldn’t go outside. It might be a trap.

So, I do the next best thing, make some adjustments to my katana, stick it out the window, and rapidly extend the length of the blade, shooting it out into into the inner face of that green wretch. It seems as shocked as it is in pain. A few quick, long-range swipes later, and the monster is no longer surprised. . . or in pain.

Suddenly, the roof of the building tears away, and I’m face to face with. . . a clown?

Originally Posted by Would-be Assassin

“There you are.” The pointy faced, garishly dressed, figure states plainly. He's casually wielding two large, black and red scythes. Seemingly, he doesn't take me seriously.

Originally Posted by Me

“I assume this is a rescue attempt. Or are you here for me?”

Originally Posted by Would-be Assassin

“Don’t concern yourself with the details,” he jumps from his perch, “It doesn’t matt--”

Before he can get out the words, I’ve already spotted an opening and severed his legs from his body; there's not as much blood as I'd expected.

Originally Posted by Would-be Assassin

“Oh, please.” The clown is unamused. Rightfully so, as a new set of legs immediately takes the place of the old ones, slinking out of his baggy, red and yellow, pin-striped pants.

Originally Posted by Inner Thoughts

Interesting.

He comes at me with the scythes, bringing them together to form some sort of long, narrow drill. Again, he’s sloppy, and I’m able to avoid the attack, removing an arm in the process. Un-phased, he regenerates and grabs his scythe before gravity can even affect it.

Originally Posted by Inner Thoughts

I wonder if his torso is that resilient.

In the air now, I close in quickly and engage in an armed grapple, locking down the movement of his scythes. He begins to form his drill, and I’m forced to readjust my grip to avoid having one of my hands blended up.

Originally Posted by Me

“Mae, now.”

An ethereal spirit bursts from my chest and impales the clown with her sword before disappearing as quickly as she came. The clown looks confused and, to my delight, wounded. Seizing the opportunity, and making a bold move, I break away, just enough to free my blade and create another opening, which I use to plunge my blade into the fool’s side. He’s too wracked with pain to do much as I brutally impale him, again and again, dragging my razor-sharp steel through his body.

But still, he lives. I realize I'm going to have to step things up a notch if--


Damn alarm.