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I'm walking home after a storm, a few trees and power lines have been knocked down. But there are also a lot of trees that look as if they were cut down, and I'm thinking it's as if the town tried to get into the woods to clean up something after the storm, and they simply cut down anything in their way.

I have to walk over a downed power line to get to my property, I stop at the mailbox, and as I pick up the newspaper I/Quincey think about Mina and how calm and still she's been, and I think - in words, as if this were something I was writing out - "that's when you really have to stay with people. But I couldn't."

Mina's sitting on the sofa, perfectly straight and upright and with her hands folded in her lap, and when I drop the newspaper beside her she doesn't move, only smiles a little. I'm reluctant to disturb her further but there's something I have to show her, something I've learned about the way we think, her and I and anyone else caught in this transition; it will upset her, but all information we can gain from our condition is something that can be used as a weapon. I fetch a white sheet and silver hand mirror and I shove them at her, apologizing as I do so; I hold the sheet up behind her and ask her to take up the mirror. I/the dreamer as disembodied observer wonder what I/Quincey am planning to show her with those - surely not just our lack of reflection, that can't be new information. No, I/Quincey am thinking something about pattern or texture.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A man who's risen to political or religious power - either way, a man who's gained sway over a small community, virtually overnight. His collaborator is disgusted with him.

A girl yells after Freddy Krueger as he's forced by something else to retreat into the woods, "You're a real (some insult)!"

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I wake up sitting in a chair in a hospital waiting room, I note the time as "sometime between 2300 and 0800." I had a friend do an autopsy on a case I'm working, off the record. The victim had a demon eye transplant in his forehead, and sometimes those things go bad. But my friend at the hospital found no more than the usual amount of decay around the eye. I'm looking out the window at the billboards you can see around the city, there's one with an image of a guy with a demon eye, another one directly across from the hospital with a picture of a woman on it, and I'm wondering exactly how large these things are in terms of a percentage of your field of vision; most of the time I hardly consciously notice them, but how much of an impact are they really having on people? I'm remembering a line from a book, about a woman who'd just arrived in the modern age and was pleased by the sense of desire everywhere. (Accurately remembered line, the book was Clive Barker's Weaveworld.)

The zombie boy from the American Horror Story series is sitting on the floor, focusing on the burnt, hollowed-out eye sockets of his rapist's body. He fits the head back into place, then looks up at the witch girl who brought him back to life, who looks sickened, and he says, cheerfully, "Doctor!", like he's calling her to go to work and pull off another resurrection.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A young woman sitting with a book is talking to another woman sitting in a curtained bed, saying "Gonna wave you in. Stop me if (something)." The one in bed acknowledges this, and the one with the book passes her hand over the other woman's face, then starts reading a series of words from the book that sound random to me - "If, old, some..." As she speaks, the one in bed gets purple-tinted flashes of another person/place, too brief to make out anything but getting longer and more stable with every word spoken from the book.

I'm standing at a crossroads of a low-income neighborhood out on the edge of the city, reading a sign that says Cheese Road (or Lane or Street or something), and pleased to have found the place from that vision in the last scene. A car drives up to the stop sign very slowly, I find it suspicious, but it drives off in the other direction.

I'm standing in a clearing filled with men in armor and horses, near some trees. The guy I'm talking to is psyching himself up, saying he can't get excited about fighting unless it's (the particular people we're about to fight) - with anyone else, why bother? I refer to Alexander, the man we're following, as "the undiminished king."

A woman in a modern setting believes she's being punished, looking up at the sky and addressing her father the storm god, "What have I done?" - but what she saw as a punishment was meant as a message, about a friend who she's separated from.

1st person, as a wolf, a woman stroking my jaw and debating out loud whether to leave me in that form.

A teenage boy having guilt-induced hallucinations about a man he'd hurt, seeing him with a face burnt black and empty holes for eyes, I can see the wall behind him through the holes.

A book with an illustration of a red circle covered in black markings has gotten soaked and the markings are washing away, and the boy who damaged it is apologizing, but the girl who owns it is saying it wasn't the real deal after all, if it would run.

I'm walking up the steps to a graveyard. I'm a teenager or young man who lives and/or works in a temple or shrine or similar attached to this graveyard. In the previous dream scene I'd been talking to friends at the foot of the stairs to the temple about hard times their families had been through, and I'd been thinking that I couldn't really relate, my family never having been through anything like that, and I'd removed myself from the conversation - but now I'm thinking about the hard things in my life I couldn't tell them, specifically I'm thinking about an old man buried here whose death I couldn't tell them about. I float over to his grave.

But there's a guy here waiting for me. He attacks me - though I just float away from that - while blaming me for causing that man's death by convincing him to expose us to the media. He'd been one of something secret, supernatural or not quite human. But it wasn't like that - I hadn't been the one to convince him at all, and I'm frustrated by this mistaken rumor; it had been some pretty girl who'd talked him into it, I'd been completely against it, and I'd hated that he could throw away a lifelong belief in secrecy so quickly.

I'm sitting outside what looks like a very small cave entrance, too small for a person to get through, and I'm talking with several very small spirits, and a much larger, much older one in the cave. We're having a disagreement about a course of action, and finally the spirit inside the cave decides to force the issue by possessing me and taking control of my body. In doing so, he forces out the much smaller, relatively harmless spirit that usually possesses me, and it's quite shocked by this; it tries to get back in, but there's this glowing blue crescent on my forehead, like a closed eye, which acts like a lock.

I'm standing on a city street near a warehouse, surrounded by government vehicles, and talking to my boss, who works for the FBI. He wants me to see what's going on inside the warehouse, but I can't do that. I'm tired. The thing possessing me doesn't understand why this is an issue, takes over and answers easily - his answer has something to do with drugs - he speaks using his own accent, very different from mine, some variety of English, but if the boss notices he chooses to ignore it.

8.29.2013

3 ... political groups or beliefs. Town. heroes.

Really bloody battle in a school. There is a group of students making a difference. There was one guy whose eyes were gouged. I saw a building ruined. Dystopian mood. The students were looking at the aftermath of the bloody battle. A hero was hiding below the building. They heard him sing?

Hospital. Engineering building?

(After valerian root was mentioned in a previous dream, I looked it up and found it was used for insomnia, and gave it a shot in an effort to get my sleep schedule back in order - I've been going to sleep around 6-7 am, a good 2-3 hours later than I prefer. Marvelously effective tea, managed to get to sleep before dawn. Predictably, dream recall was terrible - but since I'm only using the tea to help me get back to my usual sleep schedule and don't intend to use it long-term, that's acceptable.)

Just the one fragment: an image of an absurdly beautiful man representing either St. Michael or Apollo, with a comparison between the blue of his eyes, the blue-within-blue eyes of Dune, and the blue lotus.

3rd person. Some centuries ago this guy's life was ruined by getting mixed up with a demonic creature using the name Elinar, which looks vaguely like a rabbit. (Or possibly Elihar. Can't read my own writing.) Now he's working together with a witch, and when he visits her in her workshop for the first time, he finds Elinar there, serving as her familiar. Up until this moment neither he nor the witch had been aware of the other's connection to Elinar, and now a lot of the 'coincidences' that led them to work together are starting to look suspicious.

Fragments from earlier: A woman pretending to be blind is followed by men in black suits, who aren't aware she can see them. A musician reminisces about the time about a hundred years ago when he'd played for a town that had never heard of alcohol, and found the place surprisingly refreshing.

as with most of my lucid dreams i just realized i was dreaming with no reality checks whatsoever

in the dream i couldn't open my eyes because if i did the dream went blurry and i would go into sleep paralysis and i would change positions and be back in my bed, so i kept my eyes closed (i could still see) and went outside where there was patches of snow on the ground. after looking outside i went back in my house and was jumping around my living room trying to fly to convince my DC family i was dreaming but at the same time they was trying to convince me i wasn't, then i remembered how can i see if my eyes are closed which convinced them. i then remembered some tasks i was reading about
1. look in a mirror (unfortunately not this months)
2. ride a sea turtle (i think it was one of the tasks of the year)
so i chose to look in the mirror and seen that i had no eyes and looked different ( i had short hair and no facial hair whereas in real life i have long hair and stubble) so i opened my eyes and eyes grew on my face in the mirror and then my face started morphing. i then remembered sivasons advice of looking at my hand (to help dream vividness and control?) as i was looking at my hand and the details kept on becoming clearer and then blurry and then they morphed into the surface texture of a golf ball.
i then asked my subconscious to show my something brilliant and i woke up.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was talking to someone about napping times and then was installing some mod for Dwarf Fortress that was called 'Dragon Expansion', which somehow also added tons of stuff to the browser like scripts that automatically added some dragon pics to the signature or something. I got curious and started checking installation code, which had different parts for different windows'es, for win8 in code it added something to start menu as well, according to code.
Then later i was on the bed, eating some meat, and soon everything stopped somehow, then i woke up.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was in my room and there was a sconce on the wall and i grabbed it and was ready to throw it somewhere but woke up.

Dream 3(fragments):

I had some list of anime to watch, stories to read and some games and there was some story that was made in RPG maker about farmer who fell in love with some girl, who was a ghost, and due to that she somehow became an actual girl.

Dream 4:

I was watching Yogscast playing some weird game, it was third person game about some explorer who was exploring some arabic-style place. Then there was some tomb/ruins place that had pyramid-like elevation inside where they had to fight boss using some kind of solar sniper rifle that apparently added 99 HP to wielder. The boss was using attacks that created shockwaves that knocked players back, then it went into second phase of the fight where it was sending homing grid of nine transparent eyes that were shooting some projectiles, the only way to destroy them was to shoot middle eye at the right moment, and boss was sending them quite quickly.

Dream recall from today's naps, also done TOTM.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was on my PC, visiting dreamviews and posting some stuff.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was in some kind of futuristic city, i was in group and we were cleaning some kind of factory from some kind of creatures. Later on we were in different building talking to the AI that controlled the factory. The creatures returned to the factory, but before we could fight them again, AI blocked our way and we just had to watch robots dealing with them.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was discussing something with family and then there was scene where some dude was researching 'safe' snakes with very weak bite. Later on we were looking out of the window and there, there were two factions of creatures fighting on the neighboring building, one of them were some kind of 'rodents'. Everyone was suggesting to bomb the place, but i wanted to save 'rodents'. Then dad came and his eyes were weird, like split in two. I shouted that he's "one of them"(presumably the other faction of two) in disguise, he said 'how so?' and his eyes moved 'inside' leaving eye sockets empty. Then shortly there were four eyes, For some reason i started counting them, after i counted they were split again to eight, i counted again, then sixteen, his face was slowly mutating into some fleshy bloody mutated thing and then eyes were split again, thirty two, and then after i counted that, again, sixty four. Dream started destabilizing and i realized that and quickly rubbed hands, stabilizing it, suddenly the idea of TOTM came to me and i was like "Why not?", i shouted: "Rawr!" and nommed the mutant face. Dream faded to black, but i felt the taste, it was weird and fleshy.
I wake up with some heavy HH and i forget to do an reality check, since random idea of turning on the light distracts me. There are many lightswitches and room is huge, but i couldn't find the right one. The i wake up properly.

I'm in my bed, well, a bed. It feels unreal or something.
I know that it's not my bed and I start hearing things, I want to turn around, make myself comfortable but I can't.
My arms, fingers, legs, feet, toes, I can't move them. But this doesn't frighten me, it annoys me at most. I try to relax and hope it makes the noise go away, it doesn't all the while my body just feels like it's getting heavier and heavier.
A door opens, I hear footsteps and even though I haven't seen the room I'm in the enire dream I "sense" that the position of the bed has changes.
The person in the room is now sitting on the side of the bed, I feel my body dropping a few inches.
The person starts to speak and I can now hear it's a female. She talks and stands up again but I can't remember or understand what she's saying.
I thought or hoped she would leave the room but she doesn't. She keeps talking to me and walks around the room and still I can not move.
She get's close, closer and now start to get in bed with me. I still can't move and my face has been facing the wall so I still have now idea who this woman is.
But she's lying next to me now, judging by the weight she put in bed I'm guessing it's a big woman, but big as in large not fat.
Now she turns around to me and whispers into my ear, I think she was telling me who she was but I didn't believe her.
I was getting sick of this shit and really want to move now and get out of here and the moment the woman touched my head I snapped free.
I leaped out of the room and looked back, she sat up and stared at me, with eyes that lit up like a cat at night. I could see now that I was in my room, but at the same time it wasn't.
But I didn't have time for all this standing around, I wanted to get away from her, I also needed to take a dump.
So I decide to get out of bed and go downstairs to go to the toilet.

While I walk down the stairs I decide to slide on on the railing (haven't done this since I was a kid) when I'm almost down I make a jump and land in the hallway. And here's the important part, when I land I go through my knees to ease the landing, as I get up I kind of jump or float up slightly. But I didn't think about it.
I go to the toilet and sit there for a while and I recall my jump and how weird it was. Then this thought popped in my head; I'm not lucid dreaming am I?
In waking life before I do reality checks I observe my surroundings, the feel temperature, sounds all that. Back to the dream.
So I had this thought, I looked around in our toiletroom (it's a very small room just the toilet) I touched the wall in front of me and thought no, this can't be a dream this is real.
But I start to think back, where was I before the jump? The bedroom I came out of wasn't my room like it is now. Nothing made sense, but the wall was so real!
Finally I do the nose plug RC and I'm shocked. I can still breath!
I touch the wall again look at the lamp above me, it's all there, just in real life, nose plug RC still breathing.

So it's true, I am lucid dreaming and am overwhelmed with this euphoric feeling. But I try to stay calm.
Still once I look at the wall that looks so real I doubt it once again, the RC could be wrong if this was a dream I could float around. I then look at my legs, and see I still have my pants down, but that doesn't matter.
I look down and try to make myself go up, and I do!
Slowly I feel my cheeks seperating from the toiletseat and I drop back down. I'm now completely baffled and just sit there for a moment with my hands to my face in disbelief.
I try it again, I lift up very stable to my surprise, and make a 360 degree turn and sit down again.

Now for the dumbest part. I wanted to get out of the restroom, but then I was thinking about wiping.
So I wipe, float around a bit and wipe again which causes me to lose lucidity.

'twas interesting

I step into my school in a dark green suit
which would normally as that's my regular wear but I don't own a green suit
and I come across a figure in a hoodie whose face was to dark under the shadow to see. He was starting to approached me and his eyes glowed orange as he stepped closer, his eyes started to grow brighter and glowing orange claws sprung forth from is hands. He started to dash about 6 ft away from me when a larger figure came out of nowhere and blindsided the poor orange fellow.This man's eye's emanated a neon blue color
There's more but I feel like this is enough for anyone to get the jist of the dream, this wasn't lucid, but, it was interesting...

I'm gonna go ahead and start a dream journal/ blog to start making sense of what is going on in my dreams. I have some interesting dreams but dangerous as well so whatever we'll see what happens. To start this off, to whoever reads this, apparently some aspect or part of me was sucked into some kind of black hole of confusion thanks to tendency of an evil friend I used to have to not watch his own creations. (samwe went for me apprently, i was only 17 years old) so many of my dreams messages and symbols might come in a confused manner.What I mean is I think that maybe what I am saying in my mind when I say it is actually based off of a confused basis which would make no sense to an outside observer, at least a part of me is like that. Anyways the words still come out ok when I type so i can use this as a tool to help me find what exactly happened. Also, a diffrent aspect of me apparently was captured by some kind of insane sex monster with tentancles, which I reall dont know how to deal with at this point. And becasue of that sex demons are constantly trying to steal my life force at night and sometimes during the day. This seems to be amplified when I'm around people with similar demons ( which is ALOT of people). Also! this demon is prevalent in people's weird misfigured eye pieces.

Anyway last night , from what I remember at this point was me being at my uncle david's house in california, or some kind of projection of it. It was like a house of my david's house combined with another one of my relative's house in california. A lot of family was there, my mom, me, my current boyfriend, my sister, my cousin. I dont remember what we were doing, apparentyl just having fun talking and what not. There were other people there I don't know, presumably my uncle's previous sex partners. We were there and at one point, I went into another room cause I had to go pee. I remeber trying to go pee but people kept coming into the room and I would have to wait for them to leave. At one point I tried peeing in a trashcan and stopped myself cause I thought that was weird. Also some kind of bug/fairy being brushed against my face but I blew it away with a stream of air because I had been falling asleep to mosquitoes flyin around and I mistook it for that. It could ahve been a regular bug but it feels a little more significant then that. Away I went back to the room with everyone else and jokingly threw a pillow at my mom's current boyfriend's face who looiked like he was sleeping. When he woke up he had like multiple eyes it was really weird. I feel if that fairy was infact a fairy, it was telling me not to throw a pillow at his face. But I did so w/e thats in the past now. I do have some form of resentment for my mom's boyfriend. He isn't a mean guy or anything, probably just the typical Kid dpoesnt like new boyfriend kind of stuff but also I feel he has some deep seated issues which might hurt my mom.

I woke up fora bit after my mom's boyfriend (harvey) had those weird multiple eye things. I thought about it for a while and thought maybe that dream was connected to a different dream I had before but didn't/ don't have enough awareness right now to know for sure. Anyway I went back to sleep. I had a dream about my friend marco playing league of legends. He was saying something but I didnt understand. The scene actually started from the same area where i was before. The scene gradually got more intense, some kind of being was being fought off by good guys. I got really aware when some kind of intense energy wave was given off by this evil guy and knocked everyone down, including me. I was on the ground when someone who looked like this guy from league of legends but really tall, almost giant sized. He came with a wooden looking sword, executed someone in front of me on the fground with his sword at the neck and then came towards me. I felt like I was fainting but when he got close I found a sword next to me and put it in front of the wooden blade dflecting it from my neck. Everything went black and then I came back to awareness with the kassadin guy's sword snapping from the pressure and he fell down on the floor. I took my time to strike, leaped towards his neck, and cut his head off with my sword. i tried stabbing it but aprrently I had to actualyl slice the head off.


After that the main evil guy in the middle got up from being knocked down and started to attack again. We circled around him waiting to see what would happen. There were multiple fighters. I went around in front of him. He saw me and formed some kind of dimensional shield around his arm to shield himself fro mattacks. I had no weapon but decided to act as a decoy so my teammates could attack him. So I jump onto his shield while he tried to charge at me. I go some kind of dagger and stabbed him in the throat while my teammates got this really nice sharp but glorious looking spears and stabbed him fro mthe sides, around 3 people were holding each spear. He fell. Everyone gathered him into some kind of box and prepared a ritual to send him back to the source of all energy. Me or whoever I was percieving said " don't worry, you will be back, in some kind of form or another, blah blah blah.....judt kidding, I dont want to be an sshole, you'll be back though so dont worry." to the dead body in the coffin llooking thing, it contained the guy's power. He was in there apparently unconscious. The guys poured some kind of lquid on his face designed to help the body feel good as it is passed back into the source. When they did, he started smiling in euphoria. It was like he knew he was about to die but he was too weak to do anything, but also too delirious from the liquid to even think. Somebody asked me to help them hold the case up while he did some kind of ritual over the body. Apparently he tried to shake or something because his body flipped in the case and we almost dropped the coffin but it stayed held up. Then while I was helping holding the coffin I woke up. I felt decent, kind of strange. Decided not to go back to sleep. Went outside and meditated on balancing the two sides of my body. I did this by realizing the simple nature of this universe using sacred geomtry principles. When yo uare gorwing in your mother's fetuas, the first thing to be formed is your heart. From here, your tongue forms next, and then the rest of your body. In this fashion , I could see how my body, after millions of yeras of evolution through various water states and then finally coming onto land, (with the help of some et's) was formed from the designed of a space matrix which includes the various directions originating from the heart center. Fro mthe heart to your head. Heart to the base of your spine, Heart to the space in front of you and behind you, this is how yo uare connected to this specific matrix. If yo uwant to learn more about this I recommend meditating shapes in your mind's eye and what they reveal to you, and reading up on malchiezideck sacred geomtry books. Anyways ill be updating this blog, journal whenever I feel I should, thanks for reading.

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

The first thing I can remember was coming home from school and being very excited. My mother told me that my old childhood friends (their names being Riley and JP) were coming up from Georgia for a visit.
I came home and went into my room and played Minecraft for a little while. Then I went on the internet and there was this article about these explosions happening because of some gas that had escaped into the atmosphere. They were talking about what states in the US had explosions over them.
Then, the knock on the door. I ran over to see, and sure enough my two childhood friends were there. They were coming in and for some reason I was having trouble seeing them.
My mom came upstairs and took me into the bathroom. She told me that I had some sort of sickness that caused my eyes to swell up and make it difficult to see. She said that it would go away in a couple of hours.
Eventually Riley and JP were up in my room. I showed them the article on the internet about the explosions happening. The article had updated and there was a video that showed the times that the explosions had happened. Then a newscaster came on and said "This catastrophe is only going to get worse."
Around this time my problem seeing wore off and I could see fine again.
My parents called me from downstairs and told me that I had to go to some kind of after-school study session or something. I told them I wanted to stay home and be with my friends, but they told me that if I did not go I was grounded.
We all got into the car and drove to my school. I was walking down the hallway, and I told Riley and JP that I was sorry that they were having such a bad time visiting me when all of this boring stuff was happening.
Then I took out this comic strip I drew. I wanted them to read it while I was studying so that they wouldn't be bored. The comic strip showed people fighting, but the paper had some kind of power, and the comic strip was animated. It was sort of like a stop-motion movie with a bunch of drawings actually moving around on the page. The problem was the animations would only play once.
Then my parents made us get into the car again. He told us we were going to the arcade and going to see a movie. I cannot remember what movie we were seeing, just that I did not want to go see it. I said that I did not want to go to the arcade because it was a crappy, worn down place.
He said that we could just go to the movie, but I think we went to the arcade anyway.

Then I cannot remember how I arrived at the far side of my own neighborhood. It was foggy and cold. There was a man wearing a black jacket mugging me. I can remember him having a big knife.
I became Lucid and immediately took care of the threat at hand by throwing a huge fireball at him. But as soon as I did that the dream destabilized too quickly for me to salvage it.

I was awake, and I'm about 95% sure I was actually awake, and had not just FA'd. I affirmed to myself that I would go back to sleep but remember all of the dreams that I already had.

I fell back into another non-lucid dream. I was actually inside the game Minecraft and there were these guards. They told me that I was in trouble for stealing. They told me that I had to go inside a wooden building; that was like a jail or something. I went inside, and It looked like any Minecraft house. There was a bed, a workbench and a couple storage chests.
For some reason, I got really sad and sort of spiritual. I began punching the walls of the building, and just as in the game, I got out of the building and went onto the rooftop. I moved the bed up there and went to sleep. But just as I was falling asleep, I can remember someone walking towards the bed.

I false awoke back into the same dream. I was really groggy and the dream was no longer like Minecraft. I was just in a bed. I was laying on my side with my arms wrapped around something.
I got up and realized there was another person. I got up into a crawling position and realized who it was. I won't tell you her name, but I will tell you that SHE is from my school, she hates me, and she was totally naked!
To some relief, I noticed that I was wearing cargo shorts and a T-shirt.
I asked her what she thought she was doing she told me that she "could not resist any longer" I guess my mortal terror and shock caused me to have another false awakening.

I had a vivid false awakening in my own bedroom. There was this boy in my room (who's name was Connor I think)
He said that he was borrowing an eyepiece from my telescope to look at something.
He set up this really old looking telescope on my windowsill and looked out at the sky from my window. I told him to just stay as long as he wanted. I was going back to sleep.

I finally woke up in real life, after all of those dreams. I made sure to RC to make sure I was not going to FA again without catching it.

"Destiny" is a recurring dream scenario.
It is the name of the first faster than light spaceship, on a controversial mission to investigate a signal that can only be of alien origin.
Here's a summary of current events:
Recurring dream about a spaceship mission to find extraterrestrial life. - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

I have had a few more dreams about Destiny, but none of them drove the plot further.
I always find myself in the cockpit starting at instruments, but nothing ever happens.
Tonight something did happen.


We're all strapped tightly into our seats.
It is time.
A female computer voice is counting down to zero.
Once the countdown runs out we will begin the breaking maneuver to get out of ftl.
It will last approximately 20 minutes, which will most likely be rather unpleasant.
The artificial gravity system will compensate most of the g-forces, but if the acceleration maneuver was any indication
then there will be a considerable amount of vibrations.

My assumptions weren't off.
The first few minutes of deceleration weren't too bad, If I had to venture I guess I'd estimate that we are experiencing about 2 g's right now.
However, after more than 10 minutes, this gets tiring and stressful.
The skin on your face feels like it is trying to peel itself off.
And that's the time when the vibrations start.

The hyperdrive is designed to operate at a specific speed, and it turns out that it does so surprisingly well.
However during the acceleration and deceleration phase, when the ship is still at ftl but far below the optimal operation speed,
saying that it is running sloppy would be putting it mildly.
Imagine an old car engine with a rough idle and a piston not firing properly.
Now imagine that engine having enough power to propel 400 tons with ease.

It's not just the vibrations, it's being shaken around what really wears you down.
The noise of the ftl drive is phenomenal though.
It is the sound of raw power; The sound of a thousand lions roaring over the echo of a thunderstorm.

I can barely appreciate the view. My eyes are focused on the main console, expecting a warning light to go off any second.
I miss most of the spectacle right in front of me. Slowing down to the speed of light, the view gradually shifts through the color spectrum, producing all sorts of fractal patterns.
But no alarm goes off. No warning light. Not even a check light.
As we drop below the speed of light, we are shortly blinded by a flash of light.

The vibrations and the g-forces gradually decrease.
We are back in normal space, coming to a stop.
Finally! Those 20 minutes felt like an eternity.

"Initiating hyperdrive cool down phase."
"Hyperdrive will be available in approximately 20 hours."

We'd better hope so.
Without the hyperdrive it would take a few thousand years to get back home.
It is safe to say that without it, we are screwed.

Everyone's pretty nervous. Nobody knew what to expect, but we were all expecting something.
We find ourselves not too far from a blue gas giant.
It doesn't seem to have any moons.
I find this a bit disappointing though I have no idea what I had in mind.
An inhabited planet? That would have been a bit ridiculous I guess.

But then a vague beep catches my attention.
The most important beep I will ever hear in my entire life.
The HUD highlights a location close to the gas station and has it marked as "UNK_00000"
UNK stands for unknown artificial object.
Non-artificial objects are marked with AST for asteroid instead.
UNK can be anything from an unofficial or military satellite to space debris.
But this time it is none of those.

It is in fact an alien space station orbiting the gas giant.
This is the only time where calling something alien is not premature.
Who else could have built an artificial structure orbiting a planet hundreds of light years away from earth?
We plot an interception course and point all of our sensors at the structures.

Catching up with the planet doesn't take very long, but synchronizing the orbit is a more time consuming task.
You can't just point the ship into the general direction of the space station and hit the throttle.
If you go too slow you get caught by the gravity of the planet, if you go too fast your orbit becomes elliptic.

The wait is painful. There are so many questions.
Is there anyone there? If so, how are we going to communicate? How will we make contact? ...

... We sit in front of the station for a prolonged period of time, trying to find out all sorts of things with the on-board scanning devices.
The station has begun to light a path towards what appears to be some sort of hangar bay.
It is clearly inviting us in...

... We have landed inside of the hangar, which surprisingly seems to be pressurized.
There must be some sort of force field in place keeping the air inside.
The air mixture is mostly nitrogen / oxygen... just like on earth.
A single hallway leads out of the hangar.
It is again lit by lights inviting us to step inside...

... I am walking through the corridor in a pressure suit, accompanied by our language and culture specialist.
We're not wearing the suits because the air isn't breathable, we're just afraid that if we do encounter any other living organism in here,
we might be contaminated by potentially dangerous bacteria.
The atmospheric scanners on the ship found the air to be sterile though...

... We enter a big, well lit room.
It is divided into two by a transparent wall...

... We are not alone ...

On the other side of the wall, a humanoid being is waiting.
I become so incredibly nervous that the feeling becomes so intense that I can no longer feel it.
I just walk forward.
Thousands of questions answered within a split second.
Are we alone? Is there other intelligent life?
But those are immediately replaced by an identical amount of new questions.
Why would other intelligent life be humanoid? Why do they look so similar?
The odds for that are so insanely low.
Anyone who knows the basics of evolution would tell you that the likelihood of extraterrestrial life being similar to us is so low it is ridiculous.

Yet here I am, approaching this woman who looks more similar to humans with every step I take.
Eyes, eyebrows, a nose, a mouth, teeth, ears, two hands with 5 fingers each, thumbs.
Her hair is very different, it looks very organic, almost plantlike.
Her skin texture is also slightly different, but the only thing that is really obvious at first glance are her hair and her clothes.

She smiles.
I am so close now.
I look into her eyes, without any plans on what to do.
I just follow my curiosity.

Her eyes... they remind me of something.
They are so vivid. So detailed.
I need to see them more clearly.

I unlock my helmet and take it off.
I don't worry about the consequences, I don't even think of them.
I have to see.

I approach the transparent wall until I am nearly touching it with my face.
I take of my right gauntlet and press my hand against the wall.
She does the same with her left hand.
Our hands would be touching if there was no wall separating us now.

I can now see her eyes clearly.
I know those eyes.
Those eyes so vibrant and colorful that they defy the capabilities of human vision.
Those eyes with an unlimited amount of detail.
The deeper you stare into them, the more details you can see.
It would be so easy to get lost in them.

I have only met three woman with such eyes in my life.
One is Yuya, another is the "hibiscus girl". http://www.dreamviews.org/blogs/hyu/...verload-23438/

The last is a mysterious woman from the future. A "twinner" as MoSh would say... http://www.dreamviews.org/blogs/hyu/...s-women-15610/

Is is her...
Those eyes I wouldn't forget in a million years. They are so unique and the memory of them so powerful.
It is her, in the form of an extraterrestrial being.


This leads me to the obvious and only possible conclusion.
I am dreaming.
This is a dream.

I am not sure whether to be sad or amazed about this.
I feel both, so strong that I cannot distinguish between them.

She whispers something, but her voice cannot penetrate the wall.
My desire to know what she said is so incredibly strong I can only barely bear it.

The wall slides away and she hugs me tightly.
I am so confused, so full of joy, so ultimately sad.
My hands are shaking, I can barely stand. I have no control over my body.
She whispers in my hear with the most gentle voice I have ever heard:

"Soon"

The dream fades away.

I wake up still full of confusing emotions.
I can't decide whether I am overwhelmed by this amazing experience or by the sadness of the feeling that this "story" might have come to an end.
I think "This is why I dream"