11th June 2021 Some in-line notes, in brackets. Fragment: I'm in the bathroom at the old home. I'm having a wee or something, I think I'm fully naked (probably since I sleep that way and if I got up for the bathroom, it would be the case anyway). I notably recall that the light is on (but there is no reason for it not to be and the situation seems normal enough). I hear the front door opening and notably I hear T's voice and a male stranger. I deduce they are friends and hear them come into the house. I'm aware of it being quite late and so I find it a bit odd. I can sort of see through the wall, mentally, getting an idea of where they are. T either comes up to the bathroom door to talk to me or I called. We talk about something but I cannot remember what and I feel pressed to put some clothes on to get out of the bathroom, maybe to find out more? The feeling I have around the stranger is mostly that of suspicion, I think because of the late time. I think about going back to my bedroom and possibly imagine it visually.
23rd January 2021 Multiple sequences from one dream: Very trippy bit just before waking up. Before that, I am at a building. A utilities company or office building. I am waiting to be seen or talk to someone. There had been a mistake of some kind on a bill, so I got 60 off as a voucher, but the company was cheeky and raised the price anyway in the end, resulting in only 10 off in total. In a larger room, with open plan connections and several large windows, I speak to a woman at a desk. I basically ask her if I can't speak to someone here about retentions; I want to get a better deal. She says no. There's a spray bottle on a table, it has a transparent green-blue liquid and the label has a number on it? I start typing it on my phone's dialler, it takes me a while, it's a long number? Things start to get trippy at this point. For each set of three numbers, there's something that looks like skin showing up on my phone? This image, which is more real than just image, pans from side to side as I go through each set. An eye appears in each equivalent bit for each set I complete. (recall starts becoming vague, two separate sequences blending) Final bit of some sequence, I'm inside a mouth with multiple openings, about seven I think. There's enough standing room and a bit of headroom but not much. The multiple openings open and shut periodically, I think. Sunlight comes through, there's a beautiful blue sky outside. I'm adding missing features to the mouth, like teeth and I reach or am outside to add some sort of ceramic scales to the outer part. It's all a bit jumbled, can only say it was a bit too trippy to recall accurately. Mixing. I'm going to Romania by someone's request. He was organising some kind of "save the world" thing? I remember going about with a group of people, night time but bright? (recall gap) Using a double barrel shotgun of some kind, it doesn't feel as good to use as I'd hoped. It has a locked firing mode that fires each barrel in sequence with a set delay if I press the trigger once. I expected it to fire one of the two barrels only per trigger press. I fight some soldiers with berets. Something reminds me or looks like Promethea. At one point I remember being in a bedroom of some sort. Open sky, no ceiling and not all walls are here. I feel I am stealing or intruding, but it doesn't stop me. I find a box full of mini-discs and floppy disks. Dream: (from falling asleep again in the morning) At one point I'm in my native country. I'm with old schoolmates, like JC, R and some others. It's a very hilly town we're in. There are loads of people about, there's some kind of event going on? Then, I find myself in a shop, deviating from where the group was going, I remember expecting I'd be able to catch up. Some kind of real-time advert is taking place here and it's for olive oil of all things. It almost feels Japanese, the advert. But the olive oil and the general look of the shop make me realise and conclude that I must be in my native country. Pre-lucid thoughts. I see coins in the register being handled, they are not Euros, but they are instead an altered version of the currency my native country had prior to the Euro. I don't question things further despite finding this odd, accepting the context even with some lingering amazement at all this. More walking around the hilly town. Eventually, I'm inside a big building. A theatre or a mix of one and a church or something. Someone mentions pipe organs. I think to myself that if I was wealthy I would buy some to make a car's adornments with. I climb some stairs, I'm with someone up in a gallery. We're talking to another person, but they don't feel like a person? Looks like an old man though. He's some kind of curator and he mentions manipulating pupils (like university students). Me and the other person conspire with eye glances to each other that we're about to kill this old man, who we find to be immoral and tyrannical. When he turns over and is facing a part that has no railing, we both strike him with a large object at the same time, like chairs maybe. The old man falls down, one or two stories. We presume him dead and see some witnesses downstairs are approaching to look and we go down via the stairs. We approach the supposed corpse; he still lives and surprises us with an attack and we become locked in a battle with the old man. The dream becomes a bit supernatural or trippy. The fight follows down a hall that turns into a desert canyon, just before the dream ends.
People leaving, Repeat body slamming It started out in my room with ridiculous detail and feel. Before I did a RC, I told myself that I would go outside. So I did a RC and became lucid and slowly went out, minding how real the dream felt. When I opened the window, some cars drove by. [Timeskip] it suddenly became daytime and people were leaving for some reason. [Timeskip] I was inside a building shooting a DC. Then, another DC turned the lights off, and a female DC produced very uncomfortable sensations. (She repeatedly slammed my whole body on the ground.) I bore them long enough that the DC told me that she was “Something that affects you in a weird way.” Time: 3-4 minutes
Bold is me, italics is a wolf girl I ran into.. I guess I have no choice do I? *Sitting down on what appeared to be a stone bench in a cabin* Of course not. *walking toward me to sit beside me* well you obviously notice I'm not normal so I guess I have to confess. We've known each other for months now, Why can't you tell me? Well because I thought if I did, You might claw my insides out. Is It that bad? It could be to you. It won't be It might Tell me please, I saw it. Whatever you did back at the village was definitely something none of us have seen before. Is it really that hard to te- Anathema. *I stand up slowly* What? I am an Anathema. Bu-But impossible, those people are- *I turn around and look at her. She looked in my eyes. Apparently they were different then before. Everything grew much more clear.* H-How? I thought....They were extinct... Not all of them. My family still live. However only me and my sister remain now. I just..don't know what to... *The look on her face, confusion, and a tinge of anger* I know my people...they slaughtered most of your kind years ago. So I understand your rage... I understand you want to now grip my neck and rip my throat out. *she looks up at me with her eyes glowing an alarming yellow. her teeth showing. She wants to* I want to...You lied... I know. WHY!? *Jumps up from the bench, with tears in her eyes. To protect you, I didn't wan- All you did was corrected my thoughts! Your kind....All they do is cause pain! What did my kind ever do to yours!? What did we do to deserve such mass genocide... *All I can do is just look at her. Her eyes giving tears, her voice cracking in each scream she let out into words.* TELL ME! I don't know, I wish I knew...But let me ask you a question before you sink your claws in me. I don't want to listen to your questions. I just want you- Do you think someone like me would commit such things like my people? *Long silence* WELL! Because obviously your quick to blame your best friend! This is why I did not want to tell you. I knew even if you were close to me, You will still find somewhere in your heart to resent me because of the past. Something I wasn't even born in, I only knew about it! So how can you think of killing me!? Do you now just see me like them? No, I just- Forget it! I'm wasting time. Len and Griffith are still back in that war. I have to leave. *Walking away from her* No please...you'll die. Isn't that what you want. For me, an Anathema, to cease to exist finally? NO! Either way, I need to know if they are okay. *Opening a door* NO NO! I wont let you go out there, You know you won't survive! Why do you choose to do these irrational actions!? Cause I'm the only that can survive this! You won't survive against Enon! You know that! Stop being arrogant! *She continues to grab my arm to pull me back. There is so much intensity and fiery tension, even then, I almost walk out until...* You know your saving an Anathema from certain death. I know. Why? Why? Yes. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! I can't kill you because I adore you! Even though you are an Anathema, you are still someone I care about! Im sorry okay, I just let my emotions slip out! do you know what it feels like to lose so many friends to- *I just grabbed her and kiss her. She hesitates to reciprocate at first but soon follows through and holds me as well.* I just wanted to hear those words....Cause I wanted to love you this whole time, Because I'm sure everyone you use to love is gone. So I just... I...need you. I don't want to go out there. They will be fine, I'm sure of it. *Her head on my chest. The amount of emotions I'm feeling is just...* I still need to. But... I promise...I will be back here. I won't be long. .....Just get back as soon as possible, please I will. *I kiss her forehead. and then the dream fades.* For a non-lucid, this was such an emotional and intense dream. I only wrote down the dialogue because that was literally all I cared about. Just the amount of feelings that were going off, and I just felt such a connection to this beautiful wolf girl, like we been through thick and thin. I had no idea about the plot or any of the names mentioned, I felt like I was watching, but from a First person perspective. I woke up just feeling so sad, cause I think I really left her and I will never see her. I could just tell her bond to me was very sincere. It seems short, but trust me, it felt way longer. Either way, It was a very memorable and great dream.
I will try out a picture says a 1000 words approach (to see if I can minimize the time it takes to keep up with my online DJ)...the idea being that the picture will bring the whole lucid back to me.card looks weird... Son coloring nearby...Wait...my son is no longer a toddler!
This dream is from a while ago... I was with my parents and they said that we had to go visit someone. So we left the house, but next thing I know I'm in a big log cabin in the woods and it's night time. My parents are talking to someone. It's pretty dark inside the cabin too. At this point, I realize I'm in the dream and I go lucid. Since I'm lucid, I decide to practice hovering/light flying inside. (The log cabin itself was big, like LONG) So I was jumping like a 20 ft distance. and was like 8 ft off the ground. Almost like there was no gravity. Then my mom or dad asked "What are you doing?" and I said "Trying to fly.", and then they all laughed... Meanwhile I was floating in the air when they asked. That's all I remember from this dream.
Date: 10/09/11 Time: ~6am Memory Clarity: 8/10 So I'm strolling around my neighbourhood, with a friend I think, and then all of a sudden lucidity! I very much want to drive a car, so I stand near the middle of the road and attempt to grab the door handles and carjack them as they drive by. Understandably, this proves troublesome, especially because a lot of the cars veer away from me, either from trying not to hit me or not wanting to get carjacked, or a combination of both. I give up on this, and head a bit further up the road, where I see some parked cars, so I try to open them but they're locked. I try too hard and one of their alarms go off. I run off, not too scared though cause I knew it was just a dream. Well, I was fairly certain... I had become worried that it might be real life and the cops were after me, so I checked my right hand and sure enough, a finger was missing and another had a large hole in it, so that the top of my finger was floating off my hand, Rayman-style. Satisfied with that, I keep heading on down the road and as I come to a corner I think 'Dean is there!' and start shouting 'Hey Dean! Dean!' (Dean's my friend IRL) As I come around the corner there is a child of about age 10, riding a scooter. I shout at him, 'Hey Dean! You're Dean!' and so forth. His face and hair morph to become a fairly good approximation of Dean, however his height was still that of a 10 year old, and that bugged me immensly so I went off. I turned around towards him and in a final 'screw you', I threw a skateboard at him and then kept on going. Around the corner again, was a person the right height, so I morphed him into Dean and said 'Hey Dean! Hey Dean! Dean! Dean! Hey!' to which he responded 'WHAAAAATT!!!!' I took a minute to think of something to say, and decided to ask the meaning of life. So I say 'Hey Dean, what's the meaning of l--' He interrupts me sharply, shouting 'A!!!' (like a multiple choice answer), and I hear the sound of the typical 'wrong answer' buzzer from game shows. As well as this, I see some other friends from school heading down the road towards me, and they had their names floating above them, in the style of World of Warcraft, except their names were red, denoting that they were hostile. The combination of all these things shocked me so much that I woke up. I'm fairly happy about this, as it is my first proper lucid dream for more than a year! What was strange though was how indistinct my transition to lucidity was. In other lucid dreams, suddenly I'd realise 'I'm dreaming!' and then I'd feel very excited and weightless and light-headed. In this dream however, I was walking around and simply acknowledged, 'yes I'm lucid now' and continued on as ever. Its probably a good thing, as I maintained an extremely good level of control of the dream. It was also very vivid and realistic, hence my worry that it was real life.
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