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I was sitting with three DCs, when all of a sudden I thought of the doctor, who had talked to me about how the DCs in my dreams didn't get upset that they weren't real. My skepticism was apparent as I asked all three of the DCs,"Am I dreaming?"
"Of course not,"said the one to the right.
"You might be,"said the one in the middle.
"Of course you are,"said the one to the left.
My indecisiveness was also apparent as I ended up losing lucidity and almost bought some stupid $494 autograph.
None of them seemed upset that I had asked this question, yet all had a different response. Somehow, I think this might symbolize something.

This was a very interesting dream!

Non-Lucid Part

I'm playing some version of a Kingdom Hearts game and I'm in Destiny Islands. All of a sudden, I see this portal. Not being one to back down from a portal, all three characters--Sora, Donald, and Goofy--go through the portal. As per my controling them, of course.
The next thing I know, I'm playing as Riku and every single Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy character is trying to kill me!
I'm thinking,"Oh, crap, Oh, crap..." as I try to turn every which way. There are portals, but no! They're on the other side of those as well. Finally, I see this ocean like portal. Think of Moses opening up the ocean and it's starting to part. Only this time the bad guys get through! Thankfully, that headache of a dream ends and the next thing I know, I'm running away from some threat with my younger brother. We see this small, yellow house and hide behind it. We're talking about what we're going to do about this threat--must not have been much of one because I don't even remember what it was. I see a gigantic tub of red Play-Doh near us and I valiantly offer to carry it up this nearby hill and place it next to a tree where it will protect us.
Uh, right.
As I set it down, I realize I'm dreaming.

Lucid Part

"Oh my, I'm dreaming,"I murmur. I glance over at my brother and don't want to leave him, but I can't see any more threats. I walk over and explain that I'm leaving. He just nods and tells me to be careful.
The next thing I do is get on a motorcycle. I suddenly remember that I should probably stabilize my dream.
"Stabilize! Clarity now!"
I'm looking around at all the tall, silver skyscrapers and the people driving their cars. Riding this motorcycle isn't as exciting as running really fast--which I love to do in dreams.
"Wait a minute,"I think," shouldn't I be more excited that I'm riding a motorcycle and lucid dreaming?"
I never have to worry about waking up from excitement because I'm really, really calm in my dreams.
I don't press on this any furthur and just continue to ride my motorcycle. Why should I worry about something that needs no worrying?
Finally, I stop at this hospital in the city. As I walk in, some of the people glance over. A few of them even smile. Being the courteous person that I am, I return the smile. I want to talk to one of them, but I'm not sure which one to talk to. Finally, I see this older woman doctor with big glasses and dyed reddish brown hair. I ask to speak to her privately and we walk into her slightly cluttered office. She has a bunch of doctor certificates and diplomas on her wall. As soon as she shuts the door, though, I get severely tongue-tied.
"I..I...I d-don't k-know...how...how to say this, b-but--"
"--But this is all a dream,"she brightly exclaims.
I'm flabbergasted. She continues to smile and waits for me to say something.
"H-How,"I finally blurt out.
"Well, of course all of us would know."
I faintly think of all the stories about DCs crying when someone tells them it's all a dream. The stories of them denying it, or even worse, beating the dreamer up.
"Shouldn't all of you be upset or deny it...Or beat me up?"
She looks at me for a moment and says," Of course not. Why should we beat you up or deny what we already know is the truth?"
"But, still...You...aren't real."
"So? Like you've said yourself before, we may not be real, but we still exist. You don't have to be real to exist."
I am pondering that comment and I realize that I have said that.
"Besides, you're always very nice to us and considerate to how we might feel when you change things around. It would be rude to beat you up or call you a liar."
I know she's right, but it still feels weird.
"Never mind all that though. Would you like to come overfor some supper?"
I nod and go eat at her house. I can't remember the rest, but I know that I was lucid throughout the entire thing.

After I woke up and wrote the dream down, I fell back asleep and had another lucid dream. Sadly, I only remember a little and for a very good reason.

The Second Lucid Part
"Heck, yes! Another lucid dream," I exclaim.
My sister glances at me and asks,"Are you going to write this one down as well?"
I smirk and exclaim,"No need. The last one was so awesome that there is definitely no reason to write this one down."
Then, I remember that Scarlett Johansson was there but nothing else.
I have never had two lucid dreams in the same night before.

I had a few dreams last night but I don't remember all of them, but one dream which was quite awfull does stand out to me.
I was with other people, we were just hanging out, my hubby was about in my dream but not directly with me. There was a girl, a horrible scary girl, this girl had a grey complection, black messy hair and wide brown eyes, she was attacking people, I knew this because I had been told. We are trying to avoid her but we come across her so I run and hide. ((dream skip)) I am now back with my friends, I go off on my own and I am walking through a hallway, next thing I know she is here, right infront of me then BAMMMM!!! She has hit me in the head with an axe, my god the pain is horrific. She is hitting me again and again, I am thinking to myself "I won't die because it's only a dream so it doesn't matter what she does" She has again hit me one last time and I fall to the floor. I can see blood everywhere, I put my hand to my head and feel a gaping wound I'm thinking "Ohh shit I'm dying, I need help" I can see a group of people that notice me and they come over, I feel dizzy and sick and i'm asking them to help, a woman is picking me up ((dream skip)) I am at the hospital and someone is looking at my head, my head is feeling very, very swollen and fat and also very heavy. I am holding a mirror and trying to take a look at myself, I can see the bottom of my face and it looks HUGE It is also very swollen. It is only a small circular mirror so i can't actually see all my face and head but, what I can see is scaring me. I'm feeling very faint again, I'm gripping onto something trying to hold myself up but i collapse onto the floor. I'm now unconcious but in my head i'm thinking "Just pretend to be unconcious because i'm meant to be" lol ((it's as if i was going along with the dream plot because i knew that was the plan for my dream)) People come and get me and put me on a bed. I'm now awake and my hubby is sitting beside me, I can hear him say "will she live" . I get scared again and i'm trying to speak but i'm feeling very groggy and just end up mumbling to him. A doctor comes and I hear him tell my hubby that he needs to put a drain on my brain to relieve the pressure, at that poing I really do shit myself but think "well if they have to, then they have to" ((dream skip)) I am now up and I am walking around. I have a large white bandage wrapped around my head and I have a tube coming from it, this tube has blood in it so I know that it's draining the excess blood and fluid from my brain. I can also see air bubbles in the tube. ((I see myself in 3rd person thats how I know what I look like))

I was in a boat what seemed like a pond (not 100% sure) with a friend/coworker from school Jacquie.
I looked down at my leg and realized that there was a large gash about the length of a pencil in my left calf. In the gash I could see all the way to my bone with ligaments scattered around. My ligaments were kind of like the thin rectangle plastic twine that is used to bind boxes, only it was green. It was almost like my leg was hollow, and there was no blood.

I was like "ah....maybe I should call a doctor."
Jacquie looks down and is like "Yeah, you should."
I get on the phone which is attached to a large, square, metal machine sitting behind us in the boat. I keep getting transferred and by the time I get a doctor on the phone the gash has extended up to my knee and almost around my entire leg.

They ask me what the problem is and I explain what is happening with my leg and ask if an ambulance can be sent to my old high school (I guess that is where I was). As I do my (where my tibia and fibula would be was just one bone) calf bone snaps off my femur and ligaments snap and bounce around. I quickly grab it and hold it in place so that it doesn't get so mixed up that I don't know where things go anymore.

"My leg just fell off." I tell the doctor
She asks "Are you sure this is a serious issue?"

I honestly wonder if it is. Am I over reacting? I think. I begin to mumble and tell the doctor that I would like to come in anyway, just as a precaution.

She says "Well, call back when you are sure what you want to do." and then transfers me to a machine that gives me facts about the hospital. I hang up angry, and decide to go to the hospital by myself.

I go to stand up, having to use my broken off leg to hoist myself onto my good leg. As the bones scrape together I feel the first pain in the dream. I let out an exhale of pain as I wobble to my feet. I start walking, and Jaquie is suddenly someone else. We enter a courtyard area and I suddenly nabbed by a guy with a gun looking for an easy hostage. He at first grabs my friend, but quickly lets her go and grabs me after seeing my leg.

We are quickly surrounded by a SWAT team with all guns aimed in this direction. They had been chasing him for awhile and I was annoyed that I was about to be the reason he got away. I wasn't scared as much as I was annoyed that I could not get away on my leg.

The SWAT team goes to move in and he shows off my leg my forcing me to stand up. (I am somehow sitting again) I do, and writhe in pain as my bones scrape together again. I try to hold my leg straight up to keep myself stable. Everyone lets out a gasp full of pity and I am really annoyed. I think to myself, "I don't care if you feel bad for me, it would be great however if you guys would actually help me. I need a hospital more than a childish groan."

My condition was however enough to get the SWAT team to back off. One of them for whatever reason seemed injured I go up to him and ask him if he is ok. I am pretty sure he had a moment of "she is asking me if I am ok". He says yes and slips me a gun, I nod in recognition and take it. My captor came up and pushed me away from him, resulting in me stumbling awkwardly backwards.

As soon as I gain my balance, I take the gun, aim it at his head, and pull the trigger. Nothing happens. I realize I did not cock it and that I am an idiot. I reach to cock the gun with my thumb but it doesn't feel like it is there. He raises his gun and aims it at my head. I see that my gun does not have a cock but two buttons in its place. He fires, luckily it does not work, and his gun beings to smoke. I hit the button on the left. (I somehow realized duh! I didn't hit the button.) and proceed to shoot him in the head.

He falls down dead and I am on to the next step of getting to the hospital. Everyone begins to cheer, and I thought, crap...now they are distracted and I will never get there. It calms down quickly however and they get me there.

I am checking in to the hospital as I wake up.

Well that was like 10 dreams i had i've sleept like 15 hours lol....

so i forgot the some dreams and i remember like 3 of them which were the last i can say..

it was so that i was with my close friend outside and we were walking he wanted to walk me somewhere , and in 1 moment we found a hole ,big hole that u can build anything lol.
so my friend did something with that hole he took a plastic paper or so and put it everywhere at the top of the hole so u cant fall down lol..
then we were playing with the nails we wanted to make it more secure and so .. and litle sand or a rock fall down and we hear there is water ..
aha ok he said to me look we can jump and swim or something lol..

i told him will u jump?
he took a ciggaret he smokes and he jumps.
here is a picture example where he jumped.


after jumping he told me that
"Man i jumped and felt down with my Tongue !" Loooooool.
i laughed and told him ok lets go lol ..
then we walked outside dont know where.. cus the pool build was inside a long wall.

and i dont know how.. but m friend was so crazy that he found or had a bucket full of water and he throw all the water at like 5th stock appartment Balcon and the windows and everything went wet ...

then i told him lol lets go to other site .. he went to the side of the appartment and was walking so i jumped from the wall to the other side cus i saw 2 guys coming which were the owners of the appartment .
and i met together again with my friend after like 20 secs and told him hey man whats up bla bla.. so those ppl dont understand that we did throw that bucket..
and we walked somewhere else but they came somehjow and they were talking to us something ... we went to buy ciggarets [ i had all the time in my mind ,Lucky Strike" ] i wanted those cigs lol. i wanted luck so those ppl dont get us or something..
.. and they said in 1 moment some fuckers throw us a full bucket with water at our balcon and its all messed up ..

i asked my friend we buy lucky strike right?.. and went to buy.. then i wkoe up and writed that dream .. just few words that i dont forget .
[btw i knew this place. it was in Cyprus there was/is a Big Pool and big appartment's that i remember and also the ciggaret shop near it..]

so i sleept again ..and i went alone somewhere and i was walking ... then i figured out where i was and wanted to walk home..
then i saw a House from a Pater who i knew in cyprus when i was young like 11-14 i was going to him very oft and was talking to him..
then i said .. lets go in
i looked from the window and so [door was closed]
and he looked me at 1 moment he was excited so was i and the door opened it self and walked in..
he watched me he didnt recognize me good that i was the boy who was visiting him alot.
then i told him my name i am .. he got excited i went inside.. we sitted we talked about few things , where was i wht i was doing and so i told him .. then i hear something at the other room and i see 1 hot girl..
woot.. anyways continued talking and somehow he hurts his hand with a nail it made a hole at his hand and then more 2 mans come and 3 girls from other rooms and trying to help him.. i was like wow????
i told him relax relax it will get better put paper to avoid the blood etc..
he said yaya..
i told him dont loose ur blood u need it pater.
then somehow he made the blood stop.

and what was strange.. was that he opened or someone else opened the TV and there was PORN... and the pater started taking Photos? with his Phone..

i was like woota??
then i dont remember what happened with him but i rememeber that i moved to otherplace somehow with these girls and friends.. it was a weird dream.. there was a river and everytime i see it its like a TV and the river has some weird monsters inside that if u swim u will get hurt so much that u wont walk again
cant find an image of it cus its not onlinit was like too 20 feet and head then at the end 1 boy comes out from the water and screams with his bluh face...

so i said " i won't swim again in a river "Isar" isar is a river here where i live ^^"

so then i had to go to school i thing or something and i went to the doctor with 2 Glasses? wtf????
1 glass with my piss 1 glass with a proof why i am sick and i dont wanna go to school it was a flying pet a small one.. and that wasnt my doctor it was my teacher .. she said we are closed its 2:35 or something.. i said i am waiting like 10 mins here and it says at 2:28 its the last chance
she called somewhere and explained then she took that small flying pet and i told her it was in my stomach.. then she ate it and she tho it will come out from mouth ..
i told her it wont u ate it it will die inside..

also then she gave me the paper to show in school and i left.. oh damn finally..

then again continued dream with my close friend..
the thing we were challenging was we were going in places and everywhere everyone was watching us.
at the building he throwed the bucket those ppl was watching us and few more.. also i told him to come on the place where my Pater was and explain him abit..
we climbed in like 2-3 feet Rock and seat there. and it was just next to the window of the house of pater..
i started explaining him.. " it is very strange, weird and different that 3 -4 years ago when i came to pater he was different that i seat and we talk about interesting stuff and it was warm and everything ...
then he told me hmm is he in the room now or something?
i didnt knew and the lights got ON.
that was in middle room Lights.
then the lights of that window which was next to us got ON too and it was the Pater with 1 Woman doing something on Computer or writing i dont know i just climbed down quick that he dont see us and my friend aswell .. lollll


ok then he told me . now i take u to a place. [ like it was my turn to challenge u xD]

i saw a Big Pool. he said now we must go to pool.
we went to pool we were inside there was aloooot of ppl. like 30 swimmin and 10 siitng.

what i saw was That guy from twilight "Robert" with 1 Lady and 1 Other guy friend of him with other Lady.
my friend says...
now u go to 1 lady and take her and jump with her in pool and swim and do it with her, ill go with the other lady..

woot i went and i did that i jumped with 1 lady and the man was jacking of before that and i swimmed with her i tried to do something and my friend aswell and i see the 2 guys jumping inside and trying to catch us.. lol it was fulll of funny ..

somehow my brother was there and he was tripping with the 1 girl and my friend also
the 1 guy catched me and he blocked my hands or feed so i cant move.. but somehow i jumped and moved and also continued with that girl i did it and my brother too and my friend also and when i did it .. they all thumb up for me lol , it was like i won..

that was all i remember ... thats my weird dreamy..
15 hours dream no Lucid tried to when i woke up severalt times but no chance.



Thanks for reading .

karli

I was in a lab type environment. I guess it was a medical facility.
A cop was asking a doctor about a patient (whom I never saw). The doctor
answered the cop stating that the patient was either (something), dead, or alive.
What that something was I can't remember for the life of me.

The doctor then said, I can't really say.
The cop responded, "You have to be able to say."
The doctor then said, "His eye is out with an I.C.U. to see." This meant that
their was something like a fiber optic strand put through his eye so he could see.

16.04.2011

False Astral Projection (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was some kind of boxer and I had my right arm very injured. I needed major surgery will whole body anesthesia. I realized that my body was going to be shut down so it would be an excellent way to induce a WILD and Astral Project from there.

I felt the anestysia hitting and closing my eyes. I started to focus on keeping my mind awake until I found myself right outside the OR. I realized I projected, but I did not feel like I did. I wanted to see my body.

I saw the doctor who was going to operate me when suddenly, my body woke up and sat. A second later, I was back in my body, confused. The doctor induced anesthesia once more. I tried to WILD once more. Same thing happened. The doctor this time got mad and induced me a lot more anesthesia. I decided to not attempt to Astral Project but just to enjoy a lucid dream.

I found myself in the middle of a parking lot and realized I was dreaming. I was fooled as I indeed though that I was at the hospital. I could see the hospital where I though I was so I wanted to see it from my dream body.

I entered the hospital and forgot completely everything. I saw an elevator next to me, so I decided to enter it. I could see that my right arm had injuries, but I did not care. I knew my body was at the OR. The elevator brought me to some sort of Colosseum. I did not feel like fighting due my arm, but I wanted to fight at the same time.

I saw a MMA fighter and a psychic in front of him. The psychic told him she could do some healing on him for $500,000 and then he could fight. He was pumped up and willing to pay. I wanted to offer him my healing abilities for a much reasonable price.

Some more plot happened.

I see a friend of mine, she's on some sort of ferry/cruise ship kind of thing. It's just been very painstakingly cleaned for her, I get the impression my friend is famous or important some how. She has an entourage with her, including her Mom and Grandmother. I am not sure where the ship is going or why it's going anywhere. She's in her gorgeous room, it's very beautifully decorated in the style of what I remember of Versailles. She is trying to speak German, but it's not working. She has a doctor's appointment, so the doctor enters the room. She begins talking about the pill she is on and how it's made her gain weight. She refers to her Grandmother a few times, but her Grandmother keeps saying "Not this time, dear" and waving the questions away. I become aware that her Grandmother won't talk about the issue of birth control because she's too embarrassed.

I am at hippie festival at my childhood home. It is summer and there are lots of people there. I am high on marijuana. I think it feels oddly much like dreaming. I am fascinated my the grass. It is a very bright green colour. I decide that I want to have sex and notice a young man standing close to me. (I'll call him Will) He is more innocent looking than the other people there. I go up to him and start kissing him. He doesn't seem to mind my behavior. After a while I realize that we are being a bit too affectionate for a public setting, so we start searching for a more secluded place.

We come to an old shed that my mom uses for storing old things. Inside there is a pile of old rugs. We start shaking away the sand on them and arranging them in a more suitable manner. Will finds an old blanket and I tell him to put it on top of the rugs. I notice that someone is trying to get in through the door. I go to it and pull it shut. I try to lock it, but the lock doesn't work. I stand there holding the door shut until whoever is on the other side of the door leaves. I turn around and see Will sleeping under the blanket on the rugs. I go to sleep next to him.

The next day a young man comes and wakes us up. He says we have to leave so we get dressed and after a while I walk out through the door.

I walk into a house. Through an open door that leads to a stable I can see a little girl taking care of a horse. I watch her for a while until I realize that I've walked into a stranger's house without announcing myself. I go searching for an adult.

In the kitchen I find the girl's mother. She is making dinner. I introduce myself and say that I'm there for a friendly chat. She asks me if I've just moved in to the neighborhood. I get a bit embarrassed and say that no, I've lived here all my life, I just haven't visited before because I'm very anti-social. I am there now because I've decided to change that. She invites me to stay for dinner and I accept.

I walk further into the house and come to the bedroom. The father of the house is lying on the bed. He has his arm around a young child. When he notices me he points at my stomach and says something. I put my hands over my stomach and think about a scar I have there. I think that the man must be crazy and that somehow he could sense the secret behind that scar. (I don't know why I had a scar or what the secret behind it was)

I go back to the kitchen. My mom is there talking to the woman. I get annoyed and ask her what she's doing here. She says that the woman is her doctor and she's here because of a disgusting and embarrassing problem that she's been having. After telling me all about it she leaves. The woman asks me to help her lay the table. She gives me a stack of plates and I start putting them on the table. The table is round and there are already glasses and bowls on it. The plates have half eaten meals on them. I put an empty plate at my place because I don't want to eat from a plate that someone else has already eaten from. We sit down to eat. I notice that there is something orange with the texture of mashed potatoes in the bowls.

I get up from the table and walk away a bit. Then I hear that Will and his parents are arguing. I go back to the table and realize that Will has told his parents what happened between us. His parents are very religious and don't want their child to have sex before he's married. I try to tell them that we didn't actually have sex, but that doesn't seem to help. Will's father tells him to ask for God's forgiveness, but Will refuses because he doesn't think he's done anything wrong. He says that he is going to leave forever unless his father stops being unreasonable. His father ignores him, so we go into Will's room, pack a few things, and leave.

Will tells me he was only able to go to the festival because he lives so close and was able to sneak out. His parents never would have let him go. We meet up with a girl who is also on the run. I tell her about what has happened and how unreasonable Will's parents are. I say that I think people should be able to do whatever they want with whoever they want unless it hurts someone. The girl agrees with me. She tells us that she is running from the place where she used to work. It was a plantation where she was exposed to some kind of chemical or radiation that would kill her if she didn't get away. While she is talking she suddenly collapses. Will tells me to call for an ambulance, but I notice that we're next to mom's doctor's house so we go get her instead. We ring the doorbell and she opens. She is holding a bottle of milk that she's drinking from. I tell her that it's an emergency and she has to come quickly. She closes the door and a while later she comes out. I notice that she's been to get a glass for her milk. We take her to the sick girl. The doctor points out that the girl actually is a headband. I explain that it must be a symptom of whatever she's suffering from. The doctor picks up the headband, shakes it a bit and declares that she, or it, is dead.

I went to the doctor’s office with my mom. Our doctor was an interesting woman with a voice and a personality like a man’s… Deep down, though, she still had that motherly instinct. She had a terrible habit of smoking in the hospital, which a blond nurse kept coming into the room to ask her to stop doing in front of us. It made no difference to her. The doctor explained that she only checked teeth on the first visit, so she had us each open our mouths and show her our teeth for three seconds. Once that was done, she took off her rubber gloves and shrugged.

“That’s it. See you next time.” Before we could leave, however, a white-haired man with glasses came into the room. He smiled faintly when he made eye contact with me.

“Excuse me, but I’d like to step in as this boy’s doctor starting next week,” he said. Our manly woman doctor put her hands on her hips.

“What? Why?”

“I think I understand why he’s here… Would that be alright?”

“Well, sure… As long as he’s fine with it, too.” Everyone looked at me.

“I don’t see why not…” I said. In truth, I just wanted to get away from this doctor’s smoke. Now that all of that was settled, we were able to leave the doctor’s office. I overheard my new doctor whispering something to the woman after we exited the room.

The dream jumped. We returned to the doctor’s office sometime later. My doctor was late, so the woman doctor took me into her room anyway. I noticed she wasn’t smoking… That was a good sign. She checked our teeth again, but she was a little more thorough this time. She paid particular attention to my teeth, and I thought that meant they weren’t doing so well, but she smiled after each of the three rounds of inspection. She only had one complaint.

“Try not to go so hard on your front teeth,” she said. “They’re in pain.”

“His teeth are in pain…?” my mom wondered in amazement. I understood what the doctor meant, but there was no way I could explain it to my mom. She lacked the experience to assimilate it. The doctor asked about my life and studies, so I explained my academic interests and lucid dreaming practice.

“I also work at an airport,” she said after I mentioned studying electrical engineering. “My job is to assess risks and input danger zones in the airport mapping system. We isolate areas with cones and what have you, then put the danger point in as a user under the protection platform with a timer for removal.” She shrugged her shoulders. “It’s a pretty complicated job sometimes, but I enjoy it.”

“That’s so good of you!” my mom complimented. “You’re keeping people safe at the airport.”

“Yeah,” I added, “and most people at the airport probably don’t think about…” My mom interrupted me, but I let her finish. Neither of us really listened to what she had to say. It’s not that we didn’t care, but it literally could not be anything important – we both understood this as a fact.

“Go ahead,” the manly woman doctor urged me after my mom was done speaking.

“Well, as I was saying, most people at the airport probably don’t think of it as dangerous. The ones who are terrified of airports are either scared of the people or the planes, and the people who don’t have that fear see airports as a fairly safe place. Without people like you, that wouldn’t be possible.” The doctor smiled. I almost expected her to give me a fist pump. The door to the room opened, and in walked my new doctor. I noticed he wore a white sword on his hip, but I didn’t say anything about it. The woman doctor started smoking again, and I covered my mouth and nose so I wouldn’t get a headache. Smoke gives me serious headaches…

“Oh? Are you smoking again?” my doctor asked. “When we met last week, you said you were going to stop that dirty habit…”

“It’s not me, it’s…” She trailed off as a red portal appeared behind my doctor. He drew his sword.

“It’s her!” A fancy, red car appeared beneath the huge portal. It drove out of the building and down the street. I saw it long enough to notice a woman with pale skin and fried, blond hair in the driver’s seat. Her eyes were as black as the night. Both doctors rushed to the front of the building, and I hesitantly followed them. My mom came along to tell me not to wander around the doctor’s office.

“We’ve got to do something…” the woman doctor said in a hoarse, choking voice.

“Well, that’s what he’s for, isn’t it?”

The dream jumped. I was in the basement of a store in the Imperial City of Tamriel. A bunch of women with bizarre, neon hair colors lurched around the building naked like zombies. I cut through their bodies with Apheri, and they dissolved into black shadows. I felt that this was all part of Oblivion. I wondered why there were still NPCs here, thinking that I’d deleted the mod that implemented them. I supposed their zombie-like behavior was the result of null dialog and a lack of AI presets; they didn’t know how to behave, so they just wandered around aimlessly. Anyway, once I destroyed most of these, I saw a girl sitting with her legs crossed on a rounded ledge built into the corner of the room. She was wearing a shirt, frilled black skirt. Her hands rested at her sides until I approached. Then she looked up at me and screeched. It was the woman who came through the portal at the doctor’s office! I saw her name for a brief moment – Lusark Decidies or something like that. Her black eyes seemed to suck me in, but then she transformed into a bloody heart. Her membranes attached themselves to the floor and the ceiling, suspending this pulsating lump of organic material in the air. I slashed across it, and she howled again as her blood shot out into the room. She transformed into a web of needles next. The area around her became a fireplace. There was some kind of weird, razor-sharp curtain attached to the mantle. When I rotated a wheel on the base of the mantle, this curtain was moved in line with the woman’s needle web. The whole time, electricity was shooting out of the walls at her for some unexplained reason. I heard voices talking in the back of my head.

“That final boss was boring,” one guy said.

“No way! The lightning was really cool.” I continued cranking the curtain wheel. The woman groaned at the pain. She shot needles at me, but I didn’t care. I was pretty sure I could survive if I just killed her quickly.

“You know, a lot of people compare her to Lady Gaga, but I don’t see the similarity.”

“What? She’s Lady Gaga’s oversoul. Didn’t you know?”

“I don’t think so…” I kept cranking the wheel, and the curtain got stuck on the corner for a bit. When I got it through, it started going toward the wall. If I could get it all the way to the wall, I would rip out all of her energy – I just knew this instinctively.

“She doesn’t try to stop you from finishing?” I asked the voices. The curtain was almost to the end.

“Sure she does.” A hand reached out of the web of needles, grabbing the curtain and crushing it. She was much more powerful than me; even turning the wheel at full force, I couldn’t keep her from jerking the curtain back. I put some more effort into it, but it was no use. I was losing. I heard the door of my room open and felt my physical body roll over. What would my roommate think if he saw me turning an invisible wheel in bed? I woke up.

Tonight I went to sleep a little too late (I couldn't sleep -.-' fucked up my WILD attempt) and it was like I was looking at someone elses Lucid, I can only remember a few fragments:
Something with a doctor who did some sort of Inception-ish things in other peoples dreams. Something with a woman who was accused for something (murder?). Something with water that went red (blood?). Doctor walking through wall.

Plans: I have been feeling pretty shitty today, it has been going on all day. There have been a couple times when I perked up a bit, but not much, so I don't know what effect this could have on my dreaming. Plans include meeting Dakotahnok to confirm a shared dream at the Halo 3 Warthog Run mission, completing tasks of the year, meeting MoSh for a Harry Potter dream, and to meet up with Tigress to kill stuff… probably monsters from DDO.

I am in a strange room, it looks like a doctor's office, though I'm not sure what I am there for. Or rather I don't want to think about what I am there for, because I am there for my gynecological exam, which is something I really dread, since it usually hurts. I am here because my guardian, Hetfield, bullied me into it, and now I am silently cursing at him for my being there even though he continues to say I have done the right thing. So I sit there for a while longer, now I am annoyed at the doctor for taking her time in getting to me, the last thing I want to do is sit there waiting for something I dread. Finally the doctor comes into the room and greets me with a smile on her face, I don't feel like returning the smile. She pulls out a syringe and says she will have to give me a little shot… a shot? I thought she was here to look at my nether regions, not give me a shot… I ask her what it is, she says it's nothing harmful, she just wants to give me the shot, then I can tell her what I feel. I don't like this, and I don't understand it, either. She comes over to me and gives me the shot, and I immediately wish I had protested more… because now I am feeling dizzy. I tell her that, and I see she is taking notes on a tablet computer. Things look strange for a bit, then my vision clears, and I feel ok again. I tell her that, and she sits down in a chair and said she will wait.

I wonder what she is waiting for… then I notice the wall is moving??? There is a huge bubble forming in the wall, not just one of them, there are several of them. It looks like the wall is rapidly developing a bad case of acne, though the "pimples" aren't red, they are rainbow colored, concentric rings of color starting at the center of each "zit" and then fading into the white of the wall at the base of the zit. They keep growing until they have a yellow head on each one that looks tightly strained and ready to pop… and then they all pop at once. I cringe back, expecting a wave of grossness in the form of pus, but that doesn't come. Instead, each "zit" spews forth waves of colorful confetti, colorful and sparkling. So now I am sitting in a doctor's office in the middle of a colorful and sparkling confetti storm… what kind of a hospital is this? I am about to do a RC when the doctor distracts me and asks what I see, so I tell her. She says that is good, the shot was a hallucinogen, so the effects would wear off shortly. She said if things get creepy, just remember, it is a hallucination. Now that I have an explanation for this, I forget about doing a RC. (D'Oh!) Also due to this, I just watch with mild interest as all of the pieces of confetti turn into bugs that crawl all over me, though the itching is rather annoying. I see my reflection in a mirror, and now my entire body is covered with colorful and sparkling confetti… rather interesting, actually.

Soon the confetti illusions fade out and I am in the normal doctor's office again, though I feel slightly dizzy again now that the hallucination is over. The doctor comes back into the room, with two large men. She says they're nurses, but they look more like hired goons. She takes out another syringe, but I have had it with the shots. I tell her no more shots for me, I'm leaving here. She said she thought I might say something like that… and the goons block the door. She comes over to give me the shot, but I knock her hand away, knocking the syringe out of her hand and onto the table. A drop leaks out and eats its way into the counter, leaving a small smoking hole. I ask her what the fuck that was, some kind of acid? She says she needs to see what it would do to the inside of my body. I point at the smoking hole on the counter and ask what she thinks it will do… it burns through the counter, so she can draw some pretty good conclusions about what it would do inside my body! I get up now, determined to leave this crazy place. She reaches for the syringe, I push it onto the floor. She leans over to get it, and I kick her in the face hard, knocking her across the room, I think she was unconscious.

Time to get out of here… I pick up the syringe and hold it threateningly, telling the goons to stand aside unless one of them wants to get stuck with it. One of them dares me to try it. So I move towards the two goons, I twist aside when the one on the right grabs at me, and I come up behind him and stick the needle of the syringe in his neck. There is a small amount of burning there, but not much, and the thug tenses as if expecting me to inject the contents into him. Instead I just keep my thumb on the plunger, and tell them no one has to die here, just get out of my way so I can leave. The one I am threatening sounds terrified, he tells the other one in a quivering voice to do what I say… he calls me an 'it' when he speaks. The second goon seems hesitant to comply, then the one I am threatening gives out the most pathetic "Please…" I have ever heard, only made more pathetic considering it is coming from a big guy who is about to cry. The second thug finally moves aside, I move with the thug I am threatening to the door, then I pull the needle out and shove the door closed. I really wish I could lock it… but no such luck.

I head down the hall quickly, and of course I haven't gotten far before the thugs come to the door and shout that the creature is loose. Creature? Why is he calling me a creature? Never mind that, I have to get out of the hospital. I run down a hall and I hear footsteps behind me. I look back to see more of the hired goon style nurses following after me, so I turn into an examination room and shut the door. This time I am able to block it, I wedge a chair under the knob, which will at least slow them down a bit. So now to find another way out of there, I go to the window and look out, but I am on at least the third or fourth floor, so that isn't promising. I search, but I find no other exit, so I end up back at the window again. Someone is pounding hard on the door. The chair gives way and a large goon enters, though it looks like he is alone. I figure they didn't see which room I went in. I try to get the window open to climb out, but the goon grabs me by the neck. He says he has a test… let's see how long the thing can go without oxygen, and if it doesn't need to breathe, let's see how it responds to a broken neck. He squeezes my neck hard, I stick the syringe needle in his arm. He ignores that and squeezes harder. No choice, I inject the contents of the syringe into his arm. He gets a strange look on his face, releases me immediately, and grabs his arm… which is rapidly being eaten away by the acid. He is screaming in pain now, I don't feel like watching that, so I run out the open door and away from the hall while the goons are searching other rooms. They will surly come soon to the man's screams.

I use the stairs and reach the bottom floor before I meet any more opposition. I am heading down the hallway towards the emergency exit, almost there, when a uniformed guard steps in front of me and aims his gun at me, ordering me to stop. He knows that guns will still hurt me, so don't try anything. I am not lucid, so I believe guns will hurt me. He asks if I'm going to come peacefully or does he have to shoot me in the kneecaps to ensure cooperation. I back away from him, now feigning a fear that for some reason I don't actually feel, I crouch down in the corner, pretending to be crying, I tell him he can't let those doctors take me back, they're trying to kill me. He comes over to me, he looks pretty proud of himself, he says their goal isn't to kill me, it's to run their tests on me. He says if it kills me, that's no big loss… no one will mourn the loss of one of my kind. Since I am cowering, he is being careless. He reaches for the neck of my shirt and tries to lift me by it, saying it's time to go back to the doctor. I grab him by his family jewels and give a hard and fast twist and pull to them. He gets a shocked look on his face, then doubles over in pain. I grab the gun and point it at his head, but then I see he is no more of a threat right now than a small kitten… actually the kitten with its claws would be more of a threat.

I grab the keys from the guard just in case I need them, then I run out the emergency exit onto the hospital grounds, out into the night. There are no locked doors or gates, but there is a fence topped with razor wire. I don't even think of electric fencing… when I grab it, the fence sparks… but I am not hurt. Must be a weak voltage? I climb the fence, slip through the razor wire while getting only minimal cuts, then I drop on the other side. The guard I kicked, or one just like him, is right behind me and jumps for the fence. He is instantly caught by the electrical flow, the smell of cooking flesh wafts over to me, then he drops dead. So much for not much voltage… No time to consider that for long, I head away from the facility into the forest beyond, intent on putting as much distance between me and the hospital as possible.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was coming to see the birth of a baby. I had apparently seen the mother give birth before (possibly in an earlier part of this dream). I hoped I wasn't late this time.

It was day, and I was running toward the house. I seemed to be coming at the house from the back. The house was very small, white, and in a rural setting.

I noticed that the land behind the house had become a huge pool of water, apparently right from the backdoor. I stood at the edge of this pond, looking toward the backdoor.

A group of men and women about my age all exited the backdoor. A woman stayed in the house. She handed the newborn baby to a tall, skinny, slightly bearded man. The man may have dunked the baby in the water. This was the baby's birth.

I jumped in the pool (I was wearing a backpack, for some reason). I swam toward the group of people. I wanted to be part of the birth process so much.

I thought to myself that I've always worried about seeing a baby still covered in everything right after birth. But now the baby would be clean. I was disappointed and relieved at the same time that I wouldn't have to see the baby right after birth.

Everybody was now carrying the baby toward the far back end of the pond. I had to swim all the way over there to reach them now.

I got to the group of people. It may now have been all women. They were all talking with each other in cooing voices. I tried to be a part of whatever they were doing. But I couldn't see the baby anywhere.

I may have seen somebody carry the baby, now wrapped in swaddling cloths, over the edge of the pond. The pond was bordered by a ledge of flat, grey stone. I clumsily hoisted myself, in my wet clothes, onto the ledge. Beyond the ledge there was a slight drop down to some bare, dusty soil. I jumped.

When I landed, I was reminded of my backpack. I thought of how wet it must be. Then I remembered that my computer was in my backpack! It must be soaked right through!

I walked around the right side of the pond, heading back toward the house and the spot where I'd jumped into the water. I was trying to convince myself that my computer really wasn't soaked all the way through. I'd had it in its case after all, right? But I knew that was a lousy argument. The case wasn't waterproof. I knew I'd have to test it.

I got back up to the edge of the pond, then I turned around and walked back toward the back end, but up on the ledge instead of down in the dirt area.

I may have encountered my old friend K or my mom. I explained my problem with my computer. K/my mom asked me why I jumped in the pond with my backpack on. I replied that seeing the baby was so important that I didn't care what I was wearing.

I now had my computer sat on the ledge, opened, and turned on. I said, "See? It doesn't work. I'm just getting this one program you always get when your computer doesn't work. It's like a sign from the company that your computer is broke."

The program was some yellow and green colored video game that reminded me of an Atari 2600 video game.

My view may have changed to a dark office, where I was all alone.

Dream #2

I was in my great-grandmother's house. I sat near the front door. I sat on one of my great-grandmother's stools and ate some kind of sandwich.

I was probably by myself in the house, waiting for other people to arrive. The lights in the house were all on, and it was warm.

Some of my family had gone to the hospital with my great-grandma. She may now have been dead. Regardless of that, the doctors had done a bad job on her.

I recalled one particular statement made by a doctor. My great-grandmother had had something like a stroke. The doctor said that my great-grandma's brain would heal itself, so that there was so need for treatment.

I laughed to myself, thinking that they all should have realized there was a lot more damage than they'd thought, and that my great-grandma had actually needed a lot more help, especially since she was so old.

I tried to remember something about what the doctor had said. It had something to do with the electrical patterns in the brain, how they travelled in circles. I could feel the electricity in my brain, travelling counter-clockwise in my skull.

I remembered that the doctor said that if you have an electrical anomaly, such as a minor stroke, you could often wait for the electricity to come back around and reset the messed up part of your brain.

Now I had an electrical anomaly in my brain. I was having trouble speaking, as if my tongue were way too thick for me to talk with. I wondered if my mouth were just too full of food. In panic I pulled whole chunks of tomato out of my mouth. They looked like the upper palates, like for braces.

I tried to speak again, but my tongue still wasn't getting words out. I was pacing around the house, in a bit of panic. I convinced myself that it would just take time for my tongue to heal.

Just then my sister and great-grandmother walked in the door. I knew I couldn't speak, so I just kept quiet, trying to show by my facial expression how happy I was to see my great-grandmother.

My sister sat me and my great-grandma down on a red, plasticky couch (very unlike the couch my great-grandma had). My great-grandma seemed to be a lot livelier than she'd been in a long time. But I still was unable to speak!

My great-grandma (wearing a grey, tweed coat) said to me, "Aren't you going to say anything? Here I've come all this way to say hello. Aren't you going to be grateful and talk with me?"

I went to bed after listening to some new songs, and the weirdest dream I have ever had.

In a room in a warehouse with LostInLA and other church friends. I knew I was in a dream, but I wasn't lucid; it was part of the story. Me and LostInLA wanted to have a shared dream, so we lay on these reclined chairs and took a pill each. I bit into mine and tried to swallow the liquid inside it. As I did something was wrong; people said "No Kevin!"
I think I took the wrong pill.

I went into a dream, I felt like it was my own mind. I was walking around in my dream. It was a normal place and the dream was very stable and deserted. I was thinking about how I would be in this dream for ages because dreamtime is faster and I was supposedly two layers down.

I was walking up this road toward the spot where I had my first lucid moment. I looked behind me and the sun was setting until it was night.
*MEMORY GAP*

I looked up and It was morning in my dream and I made my way towards where I entered this dream. I saw some stairs which I climbed. At the top there was a doctor's office. I asked the receptionist if I could sit here because I was tired of just walking around. She said yes.

There were two other people waiting for the doctor. My church friend Rachael came out of the doctors office and I said "What are you doing here?" I thought it was just my dream. She said something like "I've been here since I got sick."
*MEMORY GAP*

I realized I was dreaming FOR REAL sometime later. Everything was white and I yelled "Increase clarity now!" three times and rubbed my hands, but again, it felt like I was doing it for real in my bed and that it was too late.

WTF?!
I think that lucid dreaming feels so real that I think I'm really doing the reality check. Grr...

I woke up into the first dream, after everyone was crowded around me shaking me to wake me up.

Later, I showed LostInLA my cast coming off; I pulled my arm out of it and it was all sticky and gross. She was like "Ewwww..."

I woke up.

There was much more than that though. Something about a bus.

NO I am not making this up. I think I was having weird dreams at the time cuz I just got my molars out and was on narcs, not to mention the disgusting taste of packing in my mouth was wigging me out. But that's just an assumption. Honestly I couldn't really tell you the exact reason for having such a weird dream.

I am a child, about 6 years old. I am running through a dark forest. The only lights are the magical blue glowing mushrooms, and a magical blue light with wings, which I am chasing. "This way" it says, "follow me!" I chase it, laughing into a clearing, and then the light disappears. I stand in the middle of the clearing, looking around for the light. Everything is pitch black except for a small circle of light around me from the full moon above me. I suddenly feel a deep loneliness in the pit of my stomach. Then, a demonic scream is heard. A jet stream of black wind shoots through my heart, screaming evilly. It shoots through me so hard I am propelled backwards. The black wind turns into a dark demonic hand, and grabs a hold of my beating heart. It rips it out of my chest. I fall to the ground, bleeding, a gaping hole in my chest.
I lie on my back, wheezing, blood gushing from my mouth and the hole where my heart used to be. The circle of light from the moon that was around me is fading, becoming smaller, dimmer. Then, a dark figure approaches. It stands over me, and I know it is a demon. Its teeth are sharp and pointy, its eyes yellow and with pinpoint pupils. It cackles and holds my heart in my hand. "No," I whimper, "it’s my heart. Give it back. Give me back my heart....." "Oh," the demon says, "is this what you want?" It holds out my heart, for me to take. But I am dying, bleeding to death on the ground, gasping for air. I can’t move. He cackles again. "Well, here you go. Here is your heart." he places it in my left hand, which is open. I gently grasp my heart, but I can’t move my arm to place it back in my body. He laughs evilly, turns into the black wind again, and leaves. I am left lying there, fading away.
Suddenly a doctor who looks like a real life version of Doctor Mario runs up from the same direction the demon left. "My god, look at this poor, poor child!" he says. He is carrying a medical kit, and as soon as he comes upon me he kneels down and sets his kit next to him. "Why, it looks like your heart has been ripped out," he says, "now if only we could find it.”Here, here it is," I try to say, "here is my heart, in my hand, my left hand..." but my words are too faint, and jumbled together. To me they sound like I am a two year old with marbles in my mouth. To the doctor I sound like I am not even speaking, my voice is lost in the wind blowing through the leaves. He shrugs after gazing around the clearing looking for my heart. "No matter. I have everything I need here." he opens his medical kit and inside is about 10 beating hearts, neatly stored in containers like a tackle box.
He rummages through the box and picks out a large heart. "Ah, this should do the trick! elephant heart!" he puts it inside me. My breathing becomes slow and heavy. I can feel the heart beating very slowly inside me. It is beating so strongly I can feel it pounding against my shattered ribcage. I wheeze as I breathe in and out. "Noooooo…" as my lungs fill with air, "Noooooo…" as the air is forced out. "Noooot.....riiiiight....heaaaarttt.....noooooo... .." the doctor can see he has chosen the wrong heart. "Well that’s not right at’ tall!" he says in a newly acquired English accent. He pulls out the elephant heart and rummages through his box again. He pulls out a small, rapidly beating heart. "Now this, I am sure, will definitely do the trick! Rabbit heart!" he inserts the rabbit heart into my heart cavity. Instantly I can feel the rapid beating. It’s too fast, I can’t breathe. I gasp for breath but the heart is beating too fast, with each beat the intensity of the beat increases, and my chest puffs up. Suddenly it explodes. Blood splatters everywhere including on the doctor’s face. Then, darkness.
I am floating along a river. I open my eyes, and see red. I am in a clear liquid, floating along, with giant red blood cells floating along with me. The walls are pink and squishy, and it smells and tastes like death. I can hear the loud sound of a pulsating heart. I know that I am in my own bloodstream. I laugh, and float along the blood river until I stop at a long, dark set of stairs.
I climb down the stairs, and suddenly I am in my basement at my old house in Marquette, Michigan, the town I was born in. It is empty, and the corners are darkened by shadows. The walls are pink and squishy, as I still am in my own bloodstream. There is a man sitting in the middle of the room, working on something. I walk up, and see it is my mom’s second husband Steve. He is concentrated on doing surgery to a cardboard box with little red blood cells in it. "What are you doing?" I ask. "I'm performing surgery, sill Aub-Berry! Remember I have sickle cell anemia?" he asks. "Yes, I do. Can I help?" he points to a hallway that has suddenly appeared on the wall to my right. "Go down that hallway, and catch me some of your red blood cells. Hurry!"
I giggle and run down the hallway, which quickly turns into a lightless maze. I chase after the giant red blood cells, and tackle them to the floor, but when I do they disappear. Soon I see a light at the end of the maze. I go towards the light, and when I enter the room, I see my dad sitting in his blue easy chair watching TV in the unfinished basement of our current house. I smile and run up to him and climb in his lap, curl up, and fall asleep.


Thats my dream. Don't laugh or accuse me of just being very imaginative. Because I know for sure I would never be able to make this stuff up.