non-lucid - Notes - lucid Vesterguard's Dream Note: Had no recall for yesterday's attempt so haven't posted anything, however I hope my fairly productive night will make up for this 22-08-11 I am at a supernatural convention. Basically it is a big hall where beasts and entities are gathered to find work or clans to hang out with. I am some kind of vampire and assassin and I am there with a mate who is a therianthrope. We have little cards that describe who and what we are and what sort of salary we are entitled to. My mate gets almost double of my 200 dollars, because he is a shifter and not just a vamp like me. We try and find work where there is room for both of us, which I think we are successful at. There may be an attack on the convention, which forces a skip to our new workplace. There is a female assassin dressed in detailed black/dark leather armour. I am somehow connected to this female, we seem to have special abilities. She can teleport and I am busy teaching myself how to fly in the courtyard of the hangout to increase my value. At first it is just long jumps with a slow fall towards the ground. Gradually I manage to remain airborne by adding large swimming motions with my arms and as the dream progress the movement requirements gets smaller and smaller. In the same courtyard the female assassin demonstrates her teleporting abilities by porting with the werewolf I am becoming friends with (might be my mate from the beginnig, though so may the female). She ports up drop off the wolf that starts falling she ports again, and the again while she keeps picking up the wolf and taking him higher and higher into the air. Her teleporting looks like Nightcrawler of the X-men films with the black smoke after each port. Our boss is there watching and I start flying around, while explaining the obvious benefits of having a flying vamp around. This I do to get a raise (xD). I think I manage to convince the boss, because he starts talking about us already moving into executive range, I am happy, so is my mate. I fly upwards sort of spiraling it is daylight and the sky is very blue with quite some amount of clouds in it, we are in a different larger rectangular courtyard, we fly upwards and I start to wonder how high I can go (My very first lucid included the experience of flying upwards and then reappearing at the ground later, thought it to be lack of imagination). I realise I can keep going, but it will just take time. I land on the building and starts running immediately, I am joined by my friend (I know not if this was the werewolf or the lady, though I am having trouble disentangling them at this point). I run as fast as I can for the sheer pleassure, I jump off the edge, enjoys the fall and takes off into flight at the last moment. I then fly to a little café on an elevated wooden platform and grabs the head of an elderly female before she realise what is going on, I drink a tiny bit from her neck and mind trick her into forgetting. I might give her blood to help heal (TB style). I look around no one seems to have noticed, I know I am the type that wouldn't kill, I know I only need a tiny bit of blood, though I am a bit unsure as to how much this business of flying will drain my reserves. Skip. First mission, we are in the realm of fae, we are in a building, with very small rooms, essentially not high enough to the ceiling for me to take off into flight. We are here investigating, something has happened and we need info. We end up in front of a small table with goblins/dwarf/halfling type creatues around, towards one of the bookshelves in the corner (which later appear on the table) I see a plop, it looks a bit like the non-specific construct when Reynolds is first learning about his ring in Green Lantern from the bird man, though I only see a part and glimpse of it and the colour is silver to grey. I know magic has been used then and I suspect we are talking about mind fucking magic (against the laws, as all Dresden readers will know ^^). The air around the table has taken on a misty blue feeling, feels more dense and colourful than waking life (outside the fae realm). I am about to switch on my sight, which will allow me to observe residual magic, I press the spot of my third eye, but realise there is fae/goblin around us and they seem to be helping at the minute, so I ask them to do it, because the sight off course will be with me forever and it might look really nasty. First I ask right, but he says he aint a practitioner, then I ask the halfling/dwarf on my left and he does it and confirms that there be residual magic, mind magic, from the way it looks he confirms that it has been “used for construction”. I get the meaning of this, someone is running around acting on either wrong ideas or images. Slight skip, due to montage and a mainly orange piece of crude artwork that describes fire goblins (one of the people I was just talking to) it says that they are vicious, can kill themselves or bring beasts in for the fun as well without any particular preference, they will follow your lead one moment and turn on you the next. Dangerous fuckers in other words. Skip. Back in the realm of the faeries I have a birds eye view of a river with green beds and lots of plants, I see a woman headed in one direction and then a person (presumably a fire goblin) shouts out for his beasts to start a good hunt, I see wolves, raptors and other beings as well start darting towards the woman. Then there is a voice that says “... for questions three” and the woman (apparently a cunning wizard) latch on to the opportunity, turns around and shouts “parley” (like the pirates films I think) and all the beasts stop, I mean they don't just break and stand there, they freeze in time, it would seem like the goblin is bound by words and promises as the rest of the faes. However the wizard wastes no time and opens a way back into the normal realm. This way or gate or portal looks incredible, a little area of all the colours of the visible spectrum. She and me back in the vamp character find herself on the same riverbed, but the real world version of it, in fact she is quite conveniently located, though she had to gamble opening the way from the fae, which you never know where will open up in the real world. I start flying back towards camp next to the river. Then I see my wolf mate, he is walking happily along the river singing something. I fly over him, but slow down and start walking on the muddy ground waiting for him to catch up so I can chill out to the lovely music. I start explaining that the woman is getting better though she was lucky as always with the way she escaped from the Nevernever and came out in such a safe location. … I don't remember what led to me turning lucid, in fact I only remember fragments of the dream. Think that on this occasion, which is rare for me, I actually managed to continue sleeping after a lucid dream. Suppose that does score a point for the state dependant memory of dreams theory. The lighting is really bright. It is probably something like noon and I realise I am dreaming. I look out over the lands and expect Chichén Itzá to appear on my left. It does and I get excited. However it doesn't look completely like it does now. First of all I am not at Chichén Itzá, but rather I am at the sea and I have long travel ahead of me through jungle and Mayan villages. It is only El Castillo I see in the back ground. The villages themselves look like they would have back when the civilisation was active, rich in colourings. However the architecture of the houses also look like they have a mixture of 1001 night design in them. I start making my way through the city and although I am impatient, as I want to get to El Castillo really quickly, I continuously force myself to relax, which in the city results in me noticing and taking time to stroke a shoulder of one of the Mayans, who all look like farmers or common people dressed in white. There may be someone not wearing shirts as well. There might be something about a Jaguar, which might just be me thinking of a Jaguar in all fairness. I remember it being quite a slow trot to get to El Castillo and when I get there it might not look exactly like it does in waking life. I fly/run around shouting screaming at other dreamers that I am here, though I don't find anyone, I don't particularly remember being alone when I decide to light the beacon. My beacon isn't how it looks on the website and I know this, but this seems to be the most stable lucid I have had in a while so I try if I can make something cool. I raise my hand towards the sky and throw a spell. The spell is designed to make fire rise in a straight lance from my upwards faced hand. At first I don't look up, just waiting a bit so I can use the expectation trick again, it doesn't work though. The only thing that happens is the fingertips on my right hand turn extremely hot. I mean place your hand on a hot plate for several seconds hot, though I feel the heat, the pain doesn't seem present. But I get scared and stop. I don't remember if I threw the beacon before running around shouting, and I am sure there is more to this dream. Also I don't know where I got the following names from, but they are picked up in dreams and think they might be this one. Vanessa (or similar); Mary/Mara. … I am at my grandfather's place. My mum is putting diapers on my niece, two of them. I ask her why 2, she replies “because I can”. Whatever. I pick up my niece and play a bit with her, my mum tells me not to over excite her. She turns into a cat and picks up a pillow and starts playing with it while I hold her. She is playing with it classic cat style, on her back all four legs stretched upwards, kicking with her back legs while holding on with her front paws and biting. (People with cats will probably know what I mean =P) Skip. Standing at the fridge, doing something. Something about buying chips and gambling, my granddad wants to teach my mum or niece. My dad tells him there is nothing to teach as it is just turning money into another form of currency. I just overhear this conversation.
16-07-11 I am on a strange beige sand coloured fort on an island, while one there it becomes apparent that there are two opposing teams. We are going down to see the dungeon and we get locked in there while someone set the thing on fire. We can't get out although we need to get neil to the bottom as he can't handle the smoke, he looks a bit like Orlando Bloom. The funny thing about this fire is that down in the bottom of the place it is actually flooded. I see Neil in the shape of Orlando Bloom hugging someone and although he is the one in the most danger he actually seems to be calming the girl down he is embrasing telling her it will be alright. The two teams are lead one side by the major the other side by Jason Stratham and his girldfriend who also works for the major maybe in some sort of prostitution role. This is discovered when the dream take on the first part of the film and you see stratham appearing on the island with a big mustage and guns ready to go. I am with Mark Rahbek and we are actually looking at this particular fort. We are on the island, but at the same time we are in Hornslet. I tell him that it is the fort they used in the recent stratham film and that we should go take a look at it. He seems to be willing enough for that. … I am at stoppestedet, except the entrance is towards ALDI this time and Åse is still owner and manager of the place. I am with my father and my sister and we are wearing working clothes, in particular painting outfits as we are getting ready to paint the bar. As we arrive people come out to greet us and you can hear Åse in the background with her charactaristic laugh, then Tenna makes an appearance and she comes to me. I remember she is pregnant (she isn't) and I hug her lovingly and stroke her back. She embrace it and hugs me back, and is really pleased with the warmnes of my hug. I ask her if she shouldn't be relaxing a bit being pregnant and all, she smiles and agrees, but tells me something aboiut she had to come here. Another person comes out and tells me the council is ready for me. I suddenly remember that i have to stand trial before a Dresden style white council of wizards, thiough I know there to be only 4 senior members. I also wonder about the fact that I could forget about such an important thing. I Tell my dad that this council business is uber important and that I will have to go an attend to it before I can help paint. He is really supportive and tells me to do what I have to do. I get a feeling that I don't quite know if I will be coming out alive from that council. … I have some sort of lead role in organising a party. The party seems to take place at Kaiser's parrents' place although it is also a big school with a couple of sports facilities. This particular dream is all over the place, fuckloads of location changes and characters. We are getting drunk at Kaiser's place and I give my keys to his mother, just to keep them safe till the morning when I will come and pick them up. I end up leaving everything there, wallet, mobile even my iPod. During the night I meet up with a couple of black guys who are somehow related to me. They play a fairly significant part of the dream, but I remember little of the actual interactions between us, though it was always oriented around the family theme. Towards the end of the side story with these guys we end up driving out to the guys' place and having some dinner. I tell my cousins that the only thing they can get to eat there would be mushrooms so they might as well just start thinking about how they want them. She spots me on the way over there and although I expect her to be mad she is quite happy. She informs me that I had asked her to keep hold of my keys the night before and gives them back to me. She then accompany around the house to gather the remaining lost objects of mine. We meet up with Kaiser who is also helping out with the cleaning. He looks around and tells us that it will probably take a couple of days before they are actually finished with tidying. We make some holes in the floor (bear in mind I think these holes are actually made in a dream prior to this I can't remember) and some of the holes are a bit difficult to get across. At the time when I see the holes in the floor again, my mother is there and there is a woman there who I think is the one who has rented out the facilities, and she isn't happy. Hpowever my mum just engage her in conversation and tells her that it is neither her, nor our problem. When I look at these floors again though they seem to be easier to get by and a lot deeper than I remember them.
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