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asked a dc for dg location, went there, no dream guide. nothing.

Lost Dream Guide (dild)

I am in bedroom and outside my window I see the neighbor's house oddly painted a bright yellow. I look at my hands and have too many fingers. I slowly walk downstairs and through the kitchen. Taking in all the sights and sounds. I go outside and hope the fence into the parking lot. I see a co-work approaching with two dogs. They attack me. I am bit and it is a reasonably painful sensation. I toss the dogs off to the side and they run away.

"Where is my dream guide?" I ask. "...I dunno." he replies.

I go back to my porch and yell "Mom!". She walks out. "Where is my dream guide?" I ask. In, let me think, in a sort of shower" she she said. "What? Dammit, what shower? She tells me what I already know. She smiles. "In the neighbor's shower"

I do some spiderman shit. I jump up on the railing, a huge leap to the fence, on top of his roof, and jump down in front of the door. I enter.

I enter and the house is still quite messy and the same layout from (Part 4). So I know right where the steps are and bathroom. I go up and in, tear down the shower curtain and there is nothing in the bathroom.

For kicks I close my eyes and spin. My hands hitting the walls and sink. I keep my eyes close and do back flips. I open them and I am back in my kitchen. My whole family is there laughing at me because they say I am just spinning like an idiot. I wake up.

Just some boring dreams about work the last 2 days but a non-related work dream fragment worth noting, I guess.

Alien Handcuffs

My potential alien dream guide continues to turn against me. First it was after my eternal soul the other day and now it places me in weird, biological, and slimey alien handcuffs. That is all I remember.

For more information about my potential dream guide, click the tab at my dream journal homepage.

I knew my pen was out of ink when I went to bed but I was lazy and didn't take notes.

Aliens and My Eternal Soul (non-lucid)

There was a ufo with rotating lights on it and various shadowy figure heads. Much like Independence day when the President is bombarded telepathically with the aliens plans, I heard or knew they were after my eternal soul and my wife.

Is this connected to my dream guide?

Movie Night (non-lucid)

I was at a school/movie theater and I was sitting beside this chick. The dream turned into a heavy and vivid romance dream.

Its a shame this is all I have. I'll take more notes.

Dream Guide, Betrayal, & Suicide

Sam Winchester from the TV show Supernatural was there. I recognized him as Sam. He walked up to me and told me he could teach me to control my dream powers. At first Sam had short hair and I decided I liked it better that way. Then once I agreed to let him train me in controlling my dreams we started walking through the woods with some random young boy. Then I realized I was dreaming, so I turned to the little boy and grabbed his face. Then yelled “I’m dreaming haha! And I know it!” The I ran back after Sam and the little boy did nothing because I knew it was my dream and I had control. But when I caught up with Sam he had long hair and I was mad about it. So I shut my eyes nad focused on imagining him with short hair. But when I opened my eyes he was some older man I thought was quite ugly. Then I got angrier because Sam was doing a bad job of teaching me dream control.

So I shut my eyes and focused again and when I opened them I was in a gothic house and Sam was sitting in a chair in some magician’s outfit. He kept rolling his eyes because I could not control my dream and had stuck him in that lame outfit. Then I lost control and it was like a normal dream, and the setting changed. I was living on a farm in a really rural area. A guy that resembled Ian Somerholder was apparently my boyfriend. I knew I was completely in love with him. All of the sudden people were ambushing the barn and trying to shoot him and my family. Ian and I decided we had to confront these people so we walked out of the barn together, hand in hand. I turned to him and told him “Never forget, I will always love you.” Because I knew we were going to die soon. He said “I love you too”. Then the bad guys with guns were standing there saying they did not want to watch some sappy peep show. So I turned to them and asked what they wanted.

Then Ian walked over to them! He was on their side! He betrayed me and had tricked me into loving him. I felt crushed and so upset in that moment. He told me they wanted to kill my family and take our money and gold. I was furious and destroyed at the same time, partially having a breakdown. Then Ian grabbed me and dragged me inside with his evil co-workers. He told them to look for my family while he took care of me. Then he locked me in some basement and told me not to move, I would eb safe there. I was still furious but I realized in some sense he had cared about me, he did not want me to die.

So I stayed in this gross basement thing beneath the barn then saw some creepy guy was living in it! So I screamed for Ian to get me out. I broke out of the cellar alone since he never came back for me. I walked through the barn only to see my families bodies sprawled on the floor, face down, dead. I knew there was nothing left for me here so I walked to the edge of our land where a cliff meets the sea. Then I jumped off and did a graceful dive into the ocean far below. As I dove deeper my body slowly disintegrated in the water into a shooting stare then I knew I had finally died.

lol i cant believe i actually did it. it started in a regular DILD, i couldn't WILD this morning, i think it had to do with when i went to bed last night. anyway where i remember, it starts out in a house, theres an evil menace with me, i had thoughts about leaving the dream, but then i was like "nahh, and miss this?" so i grabbed a ruler and tried to turn it into a sword, didn't work. the evil dude summoned his minion, who just happened to be my neighbor lol. he came at me, i kicked him in the stomach really hard, he doubled over and i ran. i ran towards the door, thinking if i could get outside, i could fly away. i got outside, and flew upwards just as my neighbor tried to grab me. i flew up into a tree, and laughed at them because they couldnt get me. i then floated down a bit, and saw a girl in the next yard over, walking towards the yard i was in. she was blonde, somewhere near my age, maybe younger. she kinda looked like Annasophia Robb, but with wavy hair.

Spoiler for my new dream guide!:

i was like "ehh, wat the hell, ill ask her..." i floated down onto the bed of a truck under the tree. as she neared i said "hey are you my dream guide?". she was like "yea"...
lol i was so happy, i was barely suspicious at all. i asked her, "ok then, tell me something that only you know about me...". she said i was gay lol. i was like "o well, i wont be gay in conscious life, im religious" (no offense to gay people, im baptist). she then jumped up on the bed of the truck with me. i said "hey can we go somewhere quieter so we can talk?" it was really loud, people were running around having fun. she was like "aww, i wanted to have a mud fight!". i said "we can have a HUGE mud fight some other time. you'll have to help me out with the whole lucid thing ok?". she agreed. she took my hand and said "ok just walk backwards..." so we did and jumped off of the truck and fell off the scene i was in, and landed in a different one. it was a quiet place, it had two levels, with a pond in the center of both levels. the floor and walls were beige, the entire area was enclosed in walls. here i drew a picture:

Spoiler for a quiet place:

we landed on the red square, i looked around and jumped down onto the green square (neither squares were in the dream, i just put them there for reference). i then asked her "so what can you do?" she then did this really cool looking Avatar move, with airbending, it was awesome. i think i then started to lose lucidity, everything started getting weird, talking about sex and marriage lol. thats all i remember. i finally found my dream guide! i just hope shes not a fake

First lucid dream. My first lucid dream was pretty long it started non
lucid. So I was at my old school and it was night and we were about
leave to go home. Then my brother saw a guy walking down a trail
beside our school and told us that guy is trouble. But then I was hope
and I looked out my window and I could see the judges for Americas got
talent in my front yard and Sharon was standing on a floating car and
I though, I have to be dreaming so I plugged my nose and I could
breathe! I screamed at the top of my lungs "I'm dreaming!!" but I
didn't wake up from the excitement. But after that part is kinda
blurry then I was outside and it was still night. I tried to fly. I
lifted a bit off the ground then fell back down then I lifted again
and I went higher but I fell again then I was walking on this trail and
decided to try and make it day so I closed my eyes and. Thought when I
open my eyes it will be day time and I opened them and there was a
sunrise I thought that was good enough then kept walking and there
were bad guys coming at me(I guess I wasn't fully in control) so I
remembered that yesterday I thought about having a lightsaber in a
lucid dream so I tried yo make one appear in my hand but I was
basically just imagining it and it wasn't there and then I finally got
it and I started fighting the bad guys off but this part is kinda
blurry too then when I was fighting them I saw a group of people
looking at me then I finished fighting the bad guys and continued
walking. Then I thought is it too soon to summon my dream guide? I
guess I'll try so I close my eyes and say summon dream guide! Or
something like that and when I open my eyes I see a bald Black man
with a bluetooth headset then I remembered I saw him in the group of
people and I asked him, "Are you my dream guide?" he calmly says, "I
am" I was excited at that point and I think I lost lucidity then there
was something about fighting people in a big glass building.

And the second dream of the night(non lucid):The back of my old school
(I'm thinking my old school is a dream sign I see it in a lot of
dreams) was all pools and sort of a water park and I was talking to
some of my brother's friends that are girls. And then there is the big
weird drivable machine thing. So I get in and my friend's girlfriend
(which is also my best friend) was watching as I laughed driving it
then someone that worked there said something to me and pushed me down
this big hole while I was on the machine and I was falling and it was
like a ride and there were colourful coushions as I went down the ride
then when it ended the machine was gone then I was back by the pool
then I remember doing another RC and YErp I was dreaming but I didn't
become lucid then I remember arguing with a guy at a corn dog stand
while people wait in line and then that's it

Possibly the most vivid dream I've had in recent memory and my first remembered lucid dream! Amazing, is all I can say. I took melatonin before sleeping, which may have contributed to everything. It truly is like nothing you've ever experienced. I will try to explain it in detail.

I'm watching movies with my family, one of which is Terminator I think, and eventually I get up and leave to go for a drive. I end up taking a car somewhere and now am on my way home. As I drive behind the guy in front of me, I lose footing on my brakes and try hard not to bump into him at a stoplight. I come very close to his bumper. At this point, when the light turns green, I guess I assumed I was driving on my own, but the view from my car still looked suspiciously close to his bumper. At this point, the view from my car and the backseat of his car, were completely relative. I was in the back right seat of his car now. As I looked behind me I noticed I was not in my car, or driving it, and it was nowhere to be found. So as he noticed me, I began to explain, telling him I didn't know how I got there and to just turn around. He takes the first turn and starts heading back to where my car might be. It's at this point I believe I think to look at my hand to see if it's normal, and to my extreme and utmost suprise, my hand is morphing. I can't really explain how it looks, but it switches from four fingers to more fingers to my hand again. I am in complete shock, but control myself as to not wake up. The car stops, I look around me through the windows. I am in a city, and in front of me are buildings, old buildings with billboards. Lots of people are out, walking around, I stare at some, some stare back at me. Words on the billboard change to nonsense to strings of sentences with no meaning. I am completely excited and happy I am lucid dreaming. I think I may have told the driver of the car this. It's infinite possibilities, just the thought of such is amazing. I wish I could share this feeling with people who nothing of it. It's like having your own world. Albeit hard to control at first.
Note: The driver of the car has a very worried and disgruntled look on his face for the entirety dream. This is the only expression I noticed and his face I can't remember or explain in detail.
I want to immediately test if I can do whatever I want. For some reason I look down at my feet and imagine something silly, and rather imagined just for the purpose of testing. My shoe slowly becomes a rainboot. It worked. But as I get out of the car, things began to lose context. I can only explain it as the foundation of 'reality' (reality being my dream) shaking. Breaking apart almost. My mind is shaking me awake, but not so easily. I try to hold my fantistic world together. The sun is shining. The driver gets out of the car, we are parked beside a streetlamp, in what appears to be the same location except closer to the buildings in front of us and now it's drizzling rain. Details change constantly. He runs into a house directly 100 feet or so in front of the car. So I follow. The house is vivid. I walk inside and there's a party going on. The living room is the first room as you walk in, I barge through past a dining table straight into a kitchen that is half-and-half the same room as the living room. At the end of the kitchen is a wall, a bulliten board with flyers and concert listings posted all over, in front of and below this wall are stairs leading to a basement. I follow the driver. In my mind, I am completely aware that my dream may fall apart at any moment. I am aware that time in the dream is considerably longer than real life, I began hurrying up despite this. I want to get back home. I walk down and pass some subconsious strangers, some look at me and some don't even notice me. I take a right into a room, it's got a fridge full of drinks, and two couches. I walk through that room and take another right into a different room where more people are. There is a table, a couch, and maybe a TV on the wall. I walk up to the table and try to fit in, allowing the atmosphere of the party to take over. Some people walk over and look at me and go over to some friends. I'm afraid someone will ask what I'm doing there and kick me out. I leave the room and go back to the room with the fridge. The couches are full of people. I sit down just to get up and open the fridge, I see many beverages. Root beer, Beer. At first what I think is orange soda, I grab to discover it's some sort of sparks drink. It's an assorted fruity alcholic beverage. Mandarin I believe. I grab it, and then I grab a bottle of coke, or something like that. I sit back down. I feel nervous, people look at me, someone asks why I grabbed two drinks. I don't see the driver anywhere. I leave the room and head back upstairs, where I bump into... the driver. I tell him I got to get outta here, and he stills looks quite disheveled. He nods yes. He almost seems too acceptant. I then ask him if he's here to guide me in my dream, he nods yes again. I run upstairs, now positive that I DO NOT want to wake up, that this cannot possibly even be a dream. I go to the living room, it is empty, there is a tv on, lights are dim, I go to the couch. There are piles of clothes laying all over. I remember stuffing things into a bag, trying to hurry to collect the two drinks and anything else I needed. It shouldn't have been that hard. I notice 5 dollars peeking out from someone's shirt, and I grabbed it. I hoped I could take it and use it in my dream, or hoping that when I awoke, I would still have the 5 dollars. I assumed the driver was back in the car. I open and leave the front door. It's raining out.

I am now back at home, and leaving my back door.It's raining out. I'm heading into my backyard. There is a car with it's headlights on parked beside a trailor, I run towards it. I know that my brother is inside with friends smoking, but I knock and ask anyway. A kid named AndyZ is driving. My brother pauses before answering but says yes. I say Alright, close the door and run back inside. I hear laughing from in the car before I'm inside.

From here, I appear at a river in Missouri. It is beautiful. It is quite shallow. My eldest brother grabs me and pulls me in further, much to my dismay. I yell and tell him this is why I hate this. He gets mad, stops struggling to bring me to the middle of the river and yells back before going on. I am with my entire family. The river beams with greens, blues and yellows reflecting off a sunset somewhere in the sky. I began a path upward the river beside the rocky and dirt-hilled side near the shore. The shore dissapears and to my side is only trees and stones, stones placed deliberatly. The sky is mighty and gorgeous. The trees fade, the river gets deeper. My dad is not far behind me. I feel like a young child in this part of my dream. I grab and climb above some rocks, getting out of the deep water that had me up to my neck and on my tip toes. These stones are smooth and like bricks but bigger. I climb above them as far as I can go, and look out on the other side. It is a dried out long strip of land. It is a mirror reflection of this river, except waterless. Abandoned construction vehicles sit stuck in mud, varying down the long stretch of mud and dirt.
I climb back down and walk along the stones until I reach a point where they no longer divide the two rivers. The river we are in slowly begins to dry out the farther we progress. This dream feels like days and days on end, we get to know people at stores in towns, but I don't remember how it ends. And I don't remember how I got there.

At some point it feels like I may have woken up in between the lucid and river dream. The river dream was not as controlled. It's hard to remember

July 14, 2010

Quest for my dream guide part 3 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I realized I was dreaming in a dream and woke up. I opened my eyes and instead of being in bed in my room I was in a sleeping bag in my back yard. I realized it was a false awakening so I did a noes RC just to check. I immediately rubbed the grass and then my left knee which works to stabilize the dream nearly perfectly every time for me. I got up and walked toward the back door but my hands and feet were numb. I looked at what I was wearing and I was wearing a red shirt and my favorite gray sleeping pants. My arms were numb because I had been trying WILD and they were numb in real life. I usually can move completely fine in my lucids. I got back up and went into the house. My dad was there talking to me but I ignored him. I knew exactly where I needed to go. Through that mirror. I walked up to it and put my finger up to it. After a little bit it started to melt through. I told my dad good bye and forced my head through. I did it to fast though. I lost consciousness of my legs and then the rest of my body. All I could see on the other side was the same gray space but instead of a DC I saw random giant floating computer keys. I faded very quickly and woke up.

I decided after this to take a break from looking for my dream guide. I want to start training some of my dream powers and I need to get the advanced ToTM done sone.

July 7, 2010

Quest for my dream guide part 2 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had tried to find my dream guide in my last lucid and didn't get any solid leads though I did learn from a DC that it would not be easy to find them.

I had a FA and new I became lucid using a noes RC. I fell out of bed in the dream and quickly stabilized the dream by feel the floor and my own knee and rubbing my hands together. That combination worked like a charm. I wasn't able to turn on the light which was frustrating so I went strait to the family room. I new I needed to find my dream guide but didn't know where to start. My parents where reading the paper in the kitchen like they always do in my FAs. I passed them to get some yogurt out of the fridge but it transformed and became like 10 feet tall. I opened it and the yogurt was on the very top. I became frustrated so I drank some apple juice instead and it tasted normal. I threw the glass down because I was lucid and I didn't care about it. I went to the computer to try and look for a lead to my dream guide and on it was a free trial of some boring mmorpg set in the 19th century. The first task was to go to some tower so It might be a lead. I got bored with it and went into my family room looking for a picture of a tower to use to teleport with. I passed a mirror we have on the wall and did a double take. I remembered several other people on dream views had used mirrors as portals. I thought my dream guide might be behind the mirror. I dived head first into the mirror but as soon as I got on the other side everything destabilized. Everything on the other side was gray and non descriptor. The only thing I saw was a girl standing and smiling at me. I did a front flip and turned around in the air to keep her in my sight. I couldn't get a good view of her because everything was fading. I landed on my feet right before everything went to black and I wake up.

July 4,2010

Quest for my dream guide part 1 (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a dream I think it was about peter pan or something and I became tired in the dream so I layed down and closed my eyes and was half way awake when I realized It was a dream. I decided I didn't want to wake up so I used DEILD for the first time to go back into the dream. It was very unstable and wasn't finished filling out. It's like in a video game when the draw range is set to low. I was still laying in the grass so I stood up and stabilized myself but the dream itself was still being slowly created it was pretty cool. I looked at a table that had formed and it was completely covered in random items. Trees started to form and it reminded me again of peter pan. I yelled out "When I turn around my dream guide will be standing behind me." I turned around and there was no one there. Instead there was a purple portal about a foot in diameter floating by a tree. I ran and dived head first into the portal and go through some kind worm whole. I could see geometric patterns making up the walls of it. I wake up for a second and again use DEILD to return to the dream but with much less lucidity

I can't remember exactly what happened in the next half hour or so but I do know I used DEILD again at least twice. The next thing I remember I was in lucid again

Me and my family were walking down a street and I look around for a lead. I saw a man in wearing a weird poofy coat, a fedora, and a Celtic circular shield. I went up to him, letting my family continue on without me, and asked him where he got his clothes from. He told me from the jedi temple. I asked where the jedi temple is and he said he can't tell me. I decided to cut to the chase. I asked him where my dream guide is and he said he can't tell me and that it won't be that easy to find my dream guide. I suddenly got a rush of pictures of people like I'm reading his mind. One picture stuck out. a picture of a red headed girl that only shows one eye and her hair. I grabbed him and was about to punch him and interrogate him but I stooped because hes a good guy. I continued on and pulled out my cell phone and my contacts where all scrambled up. I picked one and called it but it was my sister instead. I told her I got the wrong number and thought to check my compute instead. At least I finished the easy task of the month. Before I could I woke up.

(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)

I am standing at the four way intersection that leads to the dead end street I grew up on. It is night time and must be spring or autumn beccause I am wearing my warm, blue zip-up sweater, jeans, and black baseball cap. The corner of the intersection I am standing appears as it did over ten years ago when one of my old neighbour's (Mrs. Jolleff) lived there, on a quarter acre of land, in a small white house surrounded by maple trees. Not long after she died her land was sold and redeveloped into a townhouse complex. Because the area looks different than it does today I immediately become lucid.

There is no one around and not much to do so I recall learning to fly and want to give it a try. I spread my arms out and bend my knees and jump into the air. At first I am afraid of being to heavy and not being able to defy gravity (problems with flying in dreams that I have had before) but remembering this is my dream I just think of myself as weightless and I am able to float about fourty feet in the air. I then leisurely glide over the houses and tree tops towards my parent's house. As I get closer I notice that the house I grew up in and some of the houses on either side seem to exist in a void of grey fog and some facades are different that they appear in waking life and indeed when I enter the fog the outside world disappears and while it is no longer visible I can sense that it is still there, though it seems far away. I cannot make the fog go away but I can make myself invisible and see through the walls of the houses with my dream control.

My partent's house is empty of people but all of the houses to the left of their's have many people living in them, all of them people I do not know as they are not the neighbours who lived there when I was a kid. The first house to the left is empty of people but by the boxes and furniture scattered around the floors I can tell that someone has just moved in. The next house is two storeys high and each level has been split into a seperate appartment. As I slowly fly towards that house I can see a blond woman looking out the window towards me talking on the phone, but I know she cannot see me as I previously made myself invisible. I plan to make no effort to control the thoughts or actions of any character I meet in the dream because I believe they are creations straight out of my subconscious and hope they might have something interesting to say and that I might learn about myself.

I fly up to the window where blond woman is talking on the phone and childishly revel in that fact that she can't see me by making faces at her. I then fly around to the back of the house and notice through a window a dark haired man and woman dressed in stylish business clothes preparing food on the second floor. I plan to eavesdrop on them next. I fly through the wall and listen in on the blond woman's conversation. She wearing jeans and a heavy light brown sweater and her hair is shoulder length. Her apartment is sparsley decorated with things that look secondhand or very simple and homey. I cannot remember what was said now but I do recall that I found her conversation terribly uninteresting and I let myself float down through the floor to where the dair haired man and woman are. Their appartment is furnished with much nicer stuff and their is a circular glass table with wine glasses and setting for two and it looks as if they are planning a romantic dinner.

The dark haired woman is wearing a white blouse, black skirt and black high heels and her hair is pulled back into a pony tail. The man seems to have disappeared into another room for a moment while the woman is washing and cutting green and red peppers by the sink. Despite the nice surroundings and stuff the woman has a miserable look on her face and seems very unhappy. I cannot read her mind to figure out why which I find very frustrating. The man reenters the kitchen from another room and he is wearing a white shirt with black buisness pants and black tie. The woman puts down her knife and turns around to embrace him but he grabs her by the wrists, spins her around and roughly pulls up her skirt and forces her to lean over the sink. After undoing his pants he starts having sex with her from behind and demands that she continue washing and cutting the peppers while in that position. She doesn't respond verbally but I can sense that she is even more upset then before and she struggles but is not strong enough to escape the man's grip. Even though I try, my dream control won't allow me to force the man to stop or let the woman escape.

I become kind of upset myself and start to dissociate, even start to think that I want the dream to end but I hear a phone ringing in another room and go towards it. The ringing stops before I get to the phone (in an office on the other side of the appartment) and I can see a red light flashing on the display to indicate that a message has been left. I pick up the phone because I want to listen to the message (hoping that this will be something important or interesting from my unconsious - and I want to forget about the rape happening in the kitchen that I cannot stop).

The phone has so many buttons and many of them have symbols that I have no idea what they mean. I am frustrated that the phone is super complicated and has so many extra buttons that seem to do nothing. The woman in the kitchen starts screaming and I drop the phone and fly as fast as I can out of there. I am very dissociated now and cannot end the dream even though I try.

The foggy void outside has gotten thicker and darker but I can see a row of SUVs in the distance, some of which of have police lights on top but the cars are empty and seem abandoned. I notice that the home to the immediate left of my parent's house has a few lights on so I fly over there to see what's going on. While I cannot end the dream or affect that thoughs and actions of characters in the dream, I can still control my actions and inanimate objects around me. I fly into the living room of the house and see a man sitting on a recliner trying to figure out his newly hooked up cable box on his large widescreen television. Or at least that is what I think he is doing until he figures it out and violent pornography appears on the screen. The man starts masturbating and I lose interest and start flying outside but before I pass the walls of the house I hear a child crying in the basement.

I go down there and the floor is covered in discarded furniture and various basement junk but I cannot see any child even though the crying has gotten louder. I notice a set of metal grates on the cement floor, half hidden underneath a dirty mattress and some boxes. I telepathically move the junk and open the grates and discover a shallow well which contains the decaying body of a little boy. The boy is obviously dead but the crying gets louder and I use my dream control to undo the decay on the body and return the boy to life. He is surprised as first but then very scared because the man who murdered him is still upstairs. He is unable to talk but communicates telepathically and asks if I will help him sneak out of the house. I pick him up and we float up through the ceiling into the front hall of the house. Several of the SUVs I saw before have entered the foggy void and are either parked infront of the house or are driving back and forth in front of the house on a small section of road that exists within the void.

A man in dark clothing is at the front door and the word SWAT is printed on the back of this jacket. I tell the little boy that he is probably going to storm the house and arrest the man who murdered him. Instead the SWAT man knocks on the door and waits patiently for someone to answer. Because I am inpatient I use telekinesis to both swing the front door open and grab the man watching porn and force him to the front hall. I make myself (but not the little boy) visible and rat out the man for the murder. The SWAT man looks confused and says that he is there to arrest the other man for pirating cable signals with illegal cable hookups.

I use my dream control to project everything I have seen into the mind of the SWAT man and tell him that this is my dream and I want him to do something about the crimes taking place. The SWAT man responds: "There are no crimes taking place because this is only a dream." I do not know how to respond to that at first but realize that I have finally met a figure from my subconscious that might be able to give me some answers, so I then ask him: "Why do images like these appear in my dreams? What am I supposed to learn from them?" SWAT man responds: "You cannot learn on the subconscious level that which you have not learned on the conscious level."

I ask him to clairfy but the dream suddenly... I don't know how to describe this, um, explodes or rips apart. I am still aware that I am in a dream but have lost my control and it feels like some outside force has grabbed the foggy void and is tearing it to peices. The characters arround me are violently pulled into dark holes and tears that have suddenly appeared and the structures and setting disintegrate and are sucked into invisible voids. Everything is pulverized and disappears and a horrible feeling of dread overcomes me and I feel like there is an army of demons standing on my chest, though I am able to end the dream and wake up before anything more freaky happens.

02.07.2010

Dragon Slayer (DILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

They're probably going to die.

I watch the dragons slowly descend upon two neighbors from inside my doorway. Fearing for my own safety, I shut the red metal door and casually step away.

"Hurry up and get over here." My brother states from his fancy wooden seat at the dining room table.

"There's dragons out there, man."

"Don't worry about that." He brushes me off, as I take a seat next to him. Plopping down in my chair, he starts talking about something in his usual way, but I can't help thinking about that horde of dragons, the ones from the LD I just had a few moments ago before my. . .

DEILD attempt! Right! This is a dream! I realize excitedly. Taking a look at my brother, I wonder if it's Burmes. "Hey, Burke." He looks at me as if I've got three heads. "Sorry, Burnes--Burmes right?"

"No, not exactly." He states coldly.

"Well, whoever you are, you're pretty convincing. You had me fooled for sure." I stand up and head to the door. I figured I'd help out those people in the court. Those dragons did refer to me as prey, after all.

"Where are you going? Hey! Get back here!" My brother shouts at me.

"I'm alright, thanks." I respond kindly, opening the front door to reveal a dragon hanging off the awning over my porch. Leaping out the door, I grab onto its head just as it begins to launch itself toward the center of the court, where those two people still were. Utilizing Super Strength, I break its neck, sending it hurdling onto my car-less, sloped, concrete driveway where it slides down a bit before stopping, dead in its tracks. The rest of the dragons were quick to notice.

One, two, three, four, five, six. . . and probably more just around the corner. Better get started, then. Taking to the air, I pull out a bow from behind my back, and grab an arrow from much the same place. With a burst of will, I light the tip of my arrow ablaze, draw my bow, and aim it at the heart of the nearest dragon, 50 meters away.

FWANG!

My shot is right on target, hitting its mark in the exact center of the dragon's chest. Stunned, the dragon looks down at the arrow protruding form its deep red and orange scaled body. It stumbles forward, but doesn't go all the way down. That's cause enough for me to switch to my Barret .50 Cal. Sniper Rifle. I take a quick shot without scoping, but it goes rather wide. Resigning myself to obscuring my vision for a short while, I peer through the scope, line up the dragon's head in the cross-hairs, and let off a round, which creates a rather large hole in the thing's forehead. Before it can hit the ground, and after dealing with gun's recoil, I put another bullet through its skull for good measure. Yeah, there's no way it's getting up from that.

Off a ways from all this, I see and hear a dragon howl ominously into the afternoon sky. The narrator in my head explains that this particular dragon was upset because his last living brother had just been killed. I was also informed that the dead dragon in question was the one whose neck I had snapped moments ago. They probably shouldn't have started screwing with my dream, if they didn't want me to fight back.

Dropping the gun, I pull out a weapon from a more civilized age (No, not that, you silly Star Wars fan, you). My steel Katana glints luminously in the slowly failing sunlight. The mass of dragons--plus one enraged ex-brother--smoothly move in my direction. I too move forward, as one of them takes out a missile launcher. Oookay? I think as he fires it, sending a missile careening toward me. . . very very slowly, I might add. Watching the missile sputter out halfway and drop to the ground, isn't too surprising. However, I don't expect the resulting explosion to be as large as it is. If I had been any lower in altitude, this could have ended badly. I need to deal with this before things get even more out of hand, and if there's anything I've learned about efficiently dealing with large groups of enemies from my HvZ exploits, it's that you should always rush them before they rush you.

Shouting ferociously, I fly at high speeds toward a dragon to my left. Raising my sword high above my head I scream, "Getsuga Tenshou!" tearing at the air before me in a dramatic swipe. A blue cyclical wall of energy erupts from my blade and flies forward, hitting the dragon and creating a huge gash along its entire body. Feeling confident that would be enough to put that one out of the fight, I turn my attentions to the others around me, just in time to block a claw from removing my head. I back off from my attacker, and start to fly around him, being sure to make a note of the positions of the other dragons. Right then, that asshole with the missile launcher tries his luck at blowing me out of the sky again, but my next maneuver will put me well out of range of the blast.

Flash Stepping into striking range, I unleash a flurry of slashes on my attacker, before Flash Stepping to the other combatants and doing the same. I finish just in time to feel the shock-wave of the explosion behind me. Unfortunately, my strikes barely break through the dragons' skin, and I'm forced backward yet again in order to avoid being cleaved in half. I let off another Getsuga, but this one is deflect by. . . A dragon with two gigantic sabers? Fuck me.

I strafe aerially in a wide arc, carefully watching not only this new threat, but all those still in the fight. It's then I notice the second blade in my off hand. How'd that get there? I wonder for a moment before realizing how unimportant that information is. All I know is that now I should be able to take on that monstrosity slightly below me.

Changing my flight path, I dart diagonally toward the dragon with the giant twin blades. "Getsuga Tenshou!" I yell, but my blade fails to perform the technique. Ignoring my seeming lack of control, I engage her in direct combat. Yet, as it turns out, fighting with two swords is a lot harder than you'd think, even when acting on instinct. Despite my best efforts, each attack I make, no matter how complex, is subsequently parried and met by a counter. What's worse is some of my opponent's attacks actually manage to nick me a bit. What gets me is that here's this target five times my size, I can't even land a single blow, but she manages to make contact with my skin on several occasions!

"Come on!" she taunts me, "Is this the best you've got?!"

"No, actually." I state as coolly as I can in my agitation.

"Well, then bring it!"

Jumping backward, I warn her, "Remember, you asked for it." Then, throwing my arms out to the side, I proclaim, "Ban--kai!"

FWWOOOOM!

The energy deep within me bursts forth in a remarkable fashion, violently throwing about the air around me. My dual blades are now wider, more ornate in design, and encased entirely in glowing, bright, yellow energy. But that isn't the only new thing I have to show off. Moving toward her, my speed is so great that the world blurs around me and she herself seems to be stuck in time. I circle her, once, twice, three times, four times in less than a second, with each pass I cut into her with a volley of slices faster than even I can make out.

"I'm not quite done, yet." I comment with a grin as I slow down enough for her to register where I am. "Reverse Bankai. . . Resurrection!"

At that, my body is covered in white light as I immediately transform. I switch to the third person to get a good look at my new form. I'm completely shirtless, with smooth pale skin, flared white sleeves sporting two lavender and orange squares overlaid on top, and white bone-like gloves. My shorts are also pure white, and my feet and lower legs are fitted in a bone-like material as well; they too bear the colored squares. My medium length green and blue hair spikes out to the side, flowing subtly in the warm twilight air. A metal loop is affixed to my stomach, from which a thick silver chain is passed through. On the end of that chain is my new weapon: a pair of red marble nun-chucks with gold plated tips.

"But that's still not all I've got lined up." The dragon's eyes are visibly wider now as they continue struggling to follow my movements. Reaching my hand to my face, I rip down my Vizard mask. I feel a cold wave flow out from the center of my being; my desire to utterly destroy this creature rises as the numbing current overtakes me. Allowing myself to act on the impulse, I Flash Step in front of the target of these urges, bringing my weapon down hard across her head.

BOOOM!

The explosion from my strike sends overpowering vibrations throughout my neighborhood. Standing behind my opponent now, I slow down time for the both of us and explain to her why she's missing half her face and falling to the ground, while I'm completely unharmed.

"It seems every time this weapon makes an impact with something, it lets out a fairly powerful blast. I'd say the actual force is around ten times as strong as what those missiles your friend was shooting could produce. Luckily for me, this new form has a built in perk that protects me from attacks below a certain level. Unfortunately for you, its limit is high enough to let me use something that devastating as my main attack. I don't think you're body will be able to handle it like mine can. Let's find out, shall we?"

Resuming the flow of the battle, I move back in front of her and begin my assault--and what an assault it is. Every blow from my viciously spinning nun-chucks is coupled with an enormous explosion. Smoke, fire, and smoldering flesh flies around me as I continue my attack, each strike taking a good sized piece of her body with it. She drops her blades, but I'm not just going to let such massive weapons go to waste. Snatching them from the air, I use a bit of chain from my stomach to bind the sabers together, creating a pair of sword-chucks three times the size of my body. Expertly utilizing both weapons, it's only a short time before all that's left of the dragon is an unrecognizable husk of meat and bone.

My brother comes up to me, his mannerisms completely different from before. "Well, if that doesn't scare them off, I don't know what will."

Nodding to whom may have been Burmes, I turn to the rest of the dragons. Staring them down, shock splayed against their collective faces, I instruct them, "Run, while you still can."

The dream fades as I watch these beasts who once thought of me as prey vacate the area with a hurried purpose.

i don't remember the beginning, but what I do remember starts here:
I was chasing after the guy who broke into my house. someone recently broke into my house and stole my Xbox and I'm REALLY pissed I realized I could just hold the attack button and do a dashing move to catch him. Oblivion's the only game i have on my PC. Needless to say Ive been playing it a lot lol. I hit him to the ground and flipped him over to see who it was, (I think one of my old "friends" stole my xbox, but I'm not quite sure.) only to find out he had no face. At first I was like "WTF", but then I realized I must be dreaming. I did my normal dream stabilize routine then took flight headed for the city. My current goal is still to burn it to the ground. When I got there a homeless guy called me over to his street corner. I'd seen him in previous dreams. He asked me if I knew I was dreaming. I answered yes and he said he had something to show me. We flew (so far he is the only DC I've seen fly) to the Shivering Isles. As we were walking through the realm of Mania we came a cross a giant camel spider. I am horribly arachnophobic especially with camel spider. I started to run, but the guy told me to help him fight it. Suddenly realizing I had a sword, I charged and began to attack the beast with the help of my new friend (and possible DG...?). After that we kept walking; he said he had something to show me at New Sheoth Palace, but befor we could get there, I woke up.

Now that i think about it he looked kind of like Sheogorath with a much bigger beard

I THINK I may have met a dream guide (non lucid), or simply a quirky character.

Dream Guide
He was standing on a street corner underneath a lamp post where the sidewalk and streets were all cobblestone. He wore a rain coat of sorts and besides that I couldn't really see his face or remember it, but he was telling a story of a dream of his, which was about Jesus.

He spoke like a stand up comedian, or a teacher. His dream, that he was talking about went like this, starting off with advice: "Don't write down any dreams about Jesus unless you get permission. One time I had a dream and I had no idea it was Jesus, I was in a single room office (or something) and my head was too big to get into the door, and it was hitting the pipes, but he told me his name was James Charleston (can't exactly remember the name but the initials were indeed JC). I felt like were were just in this room with the thinnest barrier from the outside world in the middle of the dessert. and I was looking all around the room for dream signs, at the table and floor and walls, but I didn't notice a woman holding a child, and when i realized what I saw and who they were I realized 'Holy shit!' I'm dreaming"

Crazy Guy
I was in my basement trying to take off the door that leads into my basement from the back porch. The door was black without windows. (real door is brown with 9 square windows on the top half). As I was taking that door off outside I heard someone yell "Don't water my lawn!" and I recognized that voice from another dream before.
I tried to lock the second door that leads to the outside, but i couldn't because part of it was bent that didn't allow it to close. Somehow it repaired itself (I should have said WHOAH IM DREAMING!) I eventually noticed a third lock on my door (another whoah im dreaming! but didn't). I finally locked it and put the black door up against the other one.

At that point a man was looking into the window of the locked door. He had a big dirty beard and a very wrinkly face. I tried to hide behind the black door but he saw me somehow... as if it were transparent and pointed right at me.

I woke up feeling pretty creeped out.

Alrighty. I remember a ton of fragments from last night, but no full dreams, and nothing very interesting. Loaf was in a couple. Also, all of them involved LDing in some way. No idea why I didn't get lucid.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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Crash Course in Control (WILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I felt the transition.

I'm dreaming. I get out of bed and climb over my couch, toward my window. The sun pelted through my blinds as the green leaves of the trees outside swayed gently back and forth. I pressed myself against the window, ignoring the blinds, they mean nothing. As expected, the glass starts to give way to my pressure, conforming to the shape of my skin, like a cool sleek putty.

In a mere moment I'm outside, hovering above my backyard. I glide over the trees, simply enjoying my surroundings. There's a large clearing below me. Just like before they put all those town-houses in. In it, are people having a Nerf War. I drop down to join them, but I don't have a blaster. I inquire to a nearby DC, "Where's my Recon?"

he looks at me like I'm an idiot as he replies, "What are you talking about? It's right there." Sure, enough, on the grassy hill lay my Recon. I grab it from its resting place and join in the fray. A time lapse finishes things up rather quickly, but I'm content with the amount of action I got.

Heading toward a nearby house now, I decide to track down my DG. It's been awhile since we've met. I walk in the back and am greeted by a few random DCs and a good friend I know IRL. I approach him, and ask, "Hey, M, where's my Dream Guide?"

"She's downstairs with your parents."

"Thanks dude."

"No problem, man."

Trusting my friend, I locate the stairs. The house I'm in is more of a building than anything else. I make my way to where I believe she should be, but a guy with a nice shirt and slacks is blocking my way. I tell him, "Bring out my Dream Guide for me."

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"Bull shit. Bring her out, now." He leaves for a second, a look of worry on his face. When he returns he has a random female DC in tow who is obviously not my DG. I'm getting pissed now. "I'm gonna say it one more time before I bring this entire building crashing down on your head. Bring. Me. My. Dream. Guide."

He scampers off, sensing my intent to follow through with the threat. Sure enough, he comes back with none other than my DG right behind him. She looks annoyed for some reason. She steps up to me and looks me in the eyes with her penetrating gaze. She demands of me only one thing: "What do you want?"

What happened next I simply cannot accurately explain. I began to speak: "I want to be strong. I want power. Unlimited power. I want the ability ro destroy universes upon a whim. The power of a god. . ." I couldn't stop myself from talking. Worse, I couldn't even control what I was saying. I poured all of my willpower into stopping my mouth from spurting out these words, but, again, I had no control. This went on for a good minute, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was, in a word, powerless.

I eventually finished talking. The gravity of what had just happened hadn't quite hit me yet, and it wouldn't for a long time afterwards. My DG had just taught me a lesson about how little power I actually had in the grand scheme of things, and had shown me how meaningless my previous quest for power and glory had been. At the time, though, I was still in shock. My DG, noticing I still didn't get it, gave me a look, shook her head,

And the dream ended.