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I've had a fair number of dreams that I've written down but haven't posted. There will be a lot more posted in the near future.
Fragments:
1. A vacation house in a cemetery with a canal flowing alongside it. Only one part of it is haunted, and that's the hot tub.

2. Post-apocalyptic. Images of a barren landscape, partially destroyed, but more just battered. The land and the damage still pretty fresh. If I recall correctly, it was like waking up in 28 days later having missed the whole thing and trying to figure out what's going on and why the place was uninhabited. No imminent threats, just loneliness. I find one survivor and hang with her. Later, we find a whole bunch more and I remember packing my bags to go with them somewhere.

3. I'm in a video game and I get to a boss level, I have to move a small fantasy-style army across a mapped out green landscape to these mountains. We get there and I beat the shit out of this midget-height boss (a goblin, I think) in SLOW MOTION. I remember grabbing him by the feet and swinging him head first into a ledge.

The first of three dreams on May 10th, 2011:

I am with my parents in a distorted version of the city I was raised in. It is a very hot summer and we are going to a swimming center to cool off. When we get there the swimming center has three pools in different rooms. The first room has a pool that has been converted to an ice rink, even though are are many pillars throughout, and there are hockey players in black and grey jerseys practicing on it. The second pool is huge and looks like two olympic sized pools stuck together. The thid pool in the last room is an indoor wave pool but it is closed for repairs.

My parents go to the second pool, but I go into the first room to watch the hockey. The game is just ending and workers come out and do something to the ice which makes it melt right away. Some of the players take off their hockey gear and strip down to bathing suits and jump into the icy water. I stick my feet in but am not brave enough to get in the freezing water. Soon the workers return and begin draining the pool of the water. Tables are set up around the pillars in the pool and the tables are set for eating. A catering table is brought out and set up along one side of the pool and along the farthest end (in the shallow end) many tables are set up and hundreds of soapstone sculptures are put on display.

Many people come into the first room from the other pool and begin eating. I am fascinated by the range of sculptures and ignore everything else to look closely at and admire them. There are two young men also looking at the sculpures, one middle eastern man and a caucasian man who is very handsome. I catch the eye of the caucasian man and blush and turn my attention back to the sculptures, pretending not to have been looking at the handsome man. I recognize some of the soapstone sculptures as famous one or ones that I have made myself. Some also look farmiliar though I cannot remember where I have seen them before.

Time is warped somehow. I can feel myself moving slowing and everything around me is moving very fast. People come and go for their food in a blur and soon it is nighttime and the place is empty save for a few of the hockey players and the two young men I had seen before. They invite me over to the tables around the pillars to eat and I am excited to find that sushi is being served in abundance. Time seems to warp again and seen the hockey players are gone and only the two young men and I are left. We eat as much of the leftover sushi as we can because we don't want to see it thrown away and wasted.

After we have eaten our fill I go back to the soapstone sculptures and continue admiring them. There are two peices that I am really attracted to and the handome causasian man comes over to tell me that he created those. I am speechless with awe and embarassed to recieve his attention and say nothing, but he comes and stands very close to me and shows me with great detail and intimacy how he created his work. I just stand there with my head and heart spinning and blush.

There is an explosion outside. The middle eastern man comes running inside with some people I think are his family. There are more explosions and gunfire to be heard but none of us seem to know what is going on. Suddenly soldiers in black uniforms come barging in and seperate the middle wastern people from the causasian man and I. We try to tell the soldiers that they are our friends and innocent of anything, but they will not listen to us. The sounds of fighting continure outside and soon a commander dressed in American fatigues comes in and orders the middle eastern people arrested for terrorism. Again our pleas that they are innocent are ignored and they are carted away outside.

Most of the soldiers follow the commander out, except for two, who are left to keep guard over the handsome caucasian man and I as we are placed uder house arrest and cannot leave the pool area. We huddle and shiver in fear together.

These dreams come in different segments but they're all connected. Also, I've had these dreams before on several different occasions. This time I had more lucid control over them, they were much more vivid, and I have little trouble recalling them.

The start of the first dream took place in a ravine, some dark rocky trench flanked between two buildings, like an alley. I was with a friend and we both came across a mannequin at the bottom of the trench. The mannequin was alive and she told us to retrieve the key inside her in order to continue to the next half of my dream. There was a hole in her thigh, so I ripped off the plastic skin there and found a series of plastic tuppaware containers that were filled with food. We opened each container and emptied the contents to find the key. The hole in her leg that held the tuppaware got deeper and the small plastic containers got bigger. The more bins we opened, the more rotten and bug infested the food became. My friend was disgusted and didn't want to continue looking. But I finished on my own because I wanted to continue the dream. I found the key in the last largest maggot inhabited container.

The dream continued without my friend but I was accompanied by Vin Diesel (the actor) and Optimus Prime (a Transformer). We had a mission to stop a latex fetish woman who tortured and killed people. While we staked out the factory she used as a hideout, Optimus and Vin were perched on a nearby warehouse roof. Optimus was in his truck form and I suddenly realized that he was stuck in this fashion and he couldn't transform. Vin said he knew a way to unlock this, so he jumped off the roof and wandered into the latex lady's factory. I've had this dream before, and I consciously remembered that Vin gets tortured and killed inside the factory, so I jump off the roof and pursue him in order to prevent the same outcome as it would usually happen.

I entered the building and it was lit by red lamps, like a dark room. Vin Diesel was floating in a pool of blood and tied by the wrists and ankles so he was immobile and couldn't escape. The woman was beginning to saw into his skull and I fought her off. At first, I thought it was somebody else fighting her, but it was me, just in a different body. I have brown eyes and black shoulder length hair in waking life, but here I had long blond hair and white eyes. I also had gloves with the imprint of skeleton hands on them, but when I fought with them, they became real bones and claws. The woman continued to struggle against me and eventually pinned me down and cut my face into a very intricate pattern that resembled tiger stripes on my cheeks and a thorned crown on my forehead that had the word "condemned" inscribed in the middle. They looked like a henna tattoo rather than scars or fresh wounds. She laughed at me and said I was worthy of making a movie out of. That upset me, I felt mocked and belittled. So I smiled and fought her back more viciously, saying that movies are fake and nothing like real life. The real world is full of pain and suffering and confusion and the cinema world is something that takes us away from fake synthetic things like her. I could clearly hear the song "Blue Orchid" by The White Stripes as I continued to scold her and beat her.

Thoughts and Stuff There were other small segments that involved stuffing hundred dollar bills into my bra, more tuppaware incidents that had nesting doll qualities, and screwing a girl that I used to have a thing for (still have a thing for? lol). Most of my dreams have been very nostalgic and exhausting to recall lately but this one made me wake up refreshed and curious. If you would like to share some insight, feel free.

April 22, 2011
Lucid Dream 222: A Day at the Range
Series: Friends, Episode 11
DILD
around 1:00pm



The first part of the dream I remember, I was at one of my house parties. The night was winding down and I was wasted. I was passing out on one end of the couch and Cliff was passing out on the other end. I told him that I would try to find him in the lucid dream I was about to have. We talked about lucid dreaming for a bit and I then closed my eyes. I immediately started seeing HI/HH and completed a brief transition into a WILD.

I got up off the couch and woke up Cliff. I told him we were dreaming. He then went and woke up my friend J-Dub and told him the same. We exited the house and I told them to follow me. I took flight and they followed. I flew for a while until I noticed something interesting. It was a driving range. I figured it would be cool to hit some golf balls in a lucid dream. We landed and there was a golf bag sitting nearby. There was also a row of bleacher behind us. There was a whole crowd of people on the bleachers watching everyone at the driving range. We started hitting golf balls and then using our lucidity to make them catch fire, travel an ungodly distance, or travel in crazy patterns.

After hitting a few golf balls, we decided to mess with the other golfers around us. I walked up behind one guy and every time he swung, I used telekinesis to knock the golf ball off the tee and he would miss. After missing several times he got pissed off. He teed up the ball and perform a very quick swing. He connected and I used telekinesis to send the ball straight up into the air. He was looking down range for his ball when I slammed it on top of his head and knocked him out. He collapsed on the ground and just laid there. I walked down to another golfer. It was actor, Richard Griffiths (Vernon Dursley from Harry Potter). I decided to mess with him a bit.

I turned to find Cliff and J-Dub, but didn't see them. I called out for Cliff a couple times and he came around the corner and said he was pissing on some golfers. I said to him, "Let me borrow your boat horn for a minute." He then reached in his pocket and pulled out a small boat horn. Just before Richard swung through the golf ball, I blew the boat horn. He hit the very top of the ball and it bounced a total of about 20 feet. He looked pissed, but didn't say anything. He teed up another golf ball and this time, I put the boat horn right next to his ear and blew it. He about fell over and shanked the golf ball completely sideways. The whole crowd on the bleachers behind me started laughing. He pulled a remote with a single red button on it out of his pocket. He pushed the button and a fire alarm started going off around us.

All of the people in the bleachers started to panic and yelled, "Fire! Everybody run for your lives!" They all scrambled and some of them fell off the bleachers. People all around started running toward their cars. As I watched them run around like mad, I felt something solid slam into my head. Richard had hit me in the head with his driver. I stumbled a bit and it actually hurt a little. Now super pissed off, I turned and started beating the shit out of Richard Griffiths. I told J-Dub to get the biggest driver he could find. I had knocked out Richard Griffiths and set him up on top of a tee. I told J-Dub to send him over the mountains. J-Dub performed the happy Gilmore swing and launched Richard into the air. He flew beyond the outer fence and landed somewhere in the woods.

We decided to make a change in location. I took flight and the two of them followed me. We flew around for a while and was about to land on top of a nearby mountain when I felt the dream fade and I woke up.

Upon waking up, I realized that I had been dreaming the entire time. I had actually WILDed within the dream. So, I classified it as a DILD.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

General text non-lucid dream Awake lucid dream

This was the first dream of the night that I could remember. This all happened in one dream I'm sure, but the instantly changing scenes and different scenarios made it feel a little unorganized.

I have no idea where I was. I know I was in a city and it felt like it was from either the medieval or renaissance eras. The dream started with me standing on the roof of a three story stone building with stairs that circled the building. There were two girls in bikinis on the roof with me and there were a few other DCs around, but I didn't pay enough attention to them. I was in the middle of teaching the two girls how to headbutt as if it was an advanced martial arts technique. I must have succeeded because one girl ran down the stairs and headbutted some guy off the building. I walked away from the building and started to write some stuff about a wizard, a archer, and a warrior in a notebook. I can't remember what exactly I wrote though.

Supposedly in the first half of my dream, I had written some story about the adventures of wizard, an archer, and a warrior. A man then walked up to me and handed me a letter. It stated that my story is now famous in the city and that I would recieve 50,000 gold pieces. I then started to think of all the things I could do with 50,000 gold pieces.

5 seconds later I was on some flying ship. I guess I decided to spend the money on a air ship cruise vacation. I don't remember any other people being on the ship, so I thought that was kind of strange. I walked out to the deck to look for people, but a hunter and a boomer (Left 4 Dead zombies) came out from below deck. I kicked the boomer away and started to fight with the hunter. I saw a door that led to some storage closet and ran to hide in there. Then I heard the boomer explode as the door blasted open.

I woke up at about 6:00am during a thunderstorm right as this happened. I either woke up because of the thunder (which would also explain the boomer explosion) or because of my internal clock. I got up, used the bathroom, and went back to sleep about 20 minutes later.

My Thoughts on this Dream

Wtf zombies again??? Leave it to them to kill a relaxing dream flight. I also wish I had more details about the story I wrote in the dream.

I was bad again and didn't write these down.

I was in a one-on-one fight using staffs against someone else, next to a railing separating us from the river. I was clearly winning and didn't even want to finish the fight, I didn't want to make him look bad. My opponent said if I knocked one of the empty plastic bottles into the river it would end the match. I did so, then realized I was littering! I tried to fish it out of the water but it was too far away. Then I got in trouble with the coordinator and I tried to explain to him what happened and why I did what I did and how I regretted it, but he didn't care. Anxiety.

Next dream I was in my room and people were playing soccer in my front yard, people were watching them through my windows, somehow a ball got in my room even though my windows had screens on them and someone tried to through it back but it kept bouncing of the screen so I took it and ran downstairs and threw it back.

Somehow I became a vampire. I called M to help me, he pulled up in a new car that he was very proud of, even though when I got in it was already dirty. His girlfriend whom he called his "wife" drove separate, he had to give her something, he didn't make any notion to introduce me so I just got in the car. M was reluctant to help me but did give me some advice, that gravy and vinegar was a good alternative to blood. We drove around and he let me out on a random street. Some random teens started talking to me like we were friends. I was nice to them (I don't normally chat with strangers, let alone young people) until I found out the cute girl was gay. (How shallow of me!).

The next thing I know I'm at murder scene in a house of someone I met briefly. The detective and I looked around the house but didn't find anything too suspicious. I took the slide (wee!) down to the basement where the kid was, he said there was another dog down there so I brought him upstairs where it was safe (using my vampire jumping powers and strength) and took the detective lady to the basement. On the way down we heard screams, when we got back up everyone had been bitten and turned into vampires! I killed the bad vampire and gave people the option of living or being killed before they completely turn. The rest of the dream was discussion on who had the right to decide someone's fate, this concerning the kid that was turned and if he should be able to decide his own fate.

Second dream.
More vampires!
This time a group of people were getting ready to beat up on vampires we captured, because they wouldn't die from being beaten it was good practice. This took place in a mall. The first victim was definitely a vampire, but after that they seemed like regular people who were resigned to being punching bags. At one point a kid had to beat up a fat girl. Then they switched places and she beat him up while he wore her underwear. Don't ask me. Finally it was my turn, I was wearing a nicer shirt and was kind of worried about that as I was waiting, but I rolled up my sleeves and stepped toward him. I couldn't bring myself to hit him so I made him a vampire again and let him more or less free, so we could fight each other equally. I beat him up using lots of martial arts that seemed fancy at the time. Then I woke up.

03/11/2011
"Stack Shack"

I was trying to help someone get a lot of shit off of their roof. There was literally a teetering column of random junk towering high on top of the house, completely nonsensically. There was an open bag near the top of the pile, which someone was trying to get down. Finally, I just climbed up onto the high platform of random clothes, furniture, etc; trying to pull the bag down. However, no one would help me get it down without dropping it. (Something told me it was fragile, but I can't remember why.) Everyone was pretty much acting like a bunch of stooges. People were jumping from one spot on the roof to another, and I was pretty sure someone was going to fall through, any time, now. It never happened, though.

Later, I was partying with a bunch of friends, and we were using some battery operated glow-sticks. I remember two girls that I was in the hotel with, and I had invited to dinner. I can't remember who they were, exactly, but I think one of them was LAK.



03/21/2011
Fragment
I was deep in the woods. I don't remember exactly what was going on, but I was with someone, and we were being chased by some humanoid creature. It had this alien-ish technology, and was blasting away at us, while we ran for cover. I don't remember ever seeing the weapon, or any bursts of light from the discharge. The only proof that he was actually fire at us were that the trees around us were exploding, sequentially, as if some invisible rounds were blowing the slender trunks apart; missing our fleeing bodies by only a couple of feet at a time.

03/05/2011
"Out to Clean Up the Streets"

I was on the streets of a suburban area. I have a vague recollection of a few different confrontations, within this setting. First, there was a gang of thugs who kept harassing my crowd. Then, at some point later, there were bomber planes swooping in and dropping ordinance all over the neighborhood area. I became lucid, among all these occurrences, and started messing around with telekinesis, just to be sure that this was all a dream; raising my hand to the sky and controlling the paths of some of these bomber jets with my mind.

Sometime while I was lucid, there was another scenario involving a run-in with thugs. I was with a few friends, and a car pulled into the area, machine gun fire spraying from within. The bullets screamed through the area where we had been standing, and I could feel them tearing into my lower body. It hurt a little, but not enough to take me down. They just left me kind of numb, fighting off the convincing atmosphere, and trying to hold onto my realization that none of this was really happening. I remember running out from behind a hiding spot - which I'd taken up instinctively - and trying to chase them down, being peppered with more bullets as the car sped away. Ultimately, the whole experience was too intense and unclear for me to completely take control and catch up to them. I trailed off to one side, falling behind, still feeling the lingering sensation of the imaginary bullets that had shredded through my imaginary body. I held my hands up in front of me, trying to hold onto the dream, and bringing everything back into an extreme level of clarity while looking at my features.

Time went by, and I was still lucid, having a conversation with some of the DC's I was hanging out with, earlier. I started levitating small objects with my mind, to try to prove to them that I was dreaming. We were in someone's house, and sitting around in the living room and I was getting a little bored, trying to think of something to do. Finally, I said that I was going to go after those guys that did the drive-by, again. One of these DC's was the most vocal about his skepticism of the whole lucidity thing. He said that I was stupid to even try going after the thugs, because he apparently thought I was going to die. I argued with him for a moment, telling him that he was acting just like all of the other oblivious DC's. I tried to explain to him all of the weird occurrences; the gang activity; the bombings; etc. It was all classic dream content. He wasn't buying it. Oh well. The last thing I remember about this moment was picking up one of the DC's little kids, to play with him for a minute, before I left.

Soon, I was back out on the street. I was looking around for the car that did the drive-by, and plotting out my course of action. I wanted to try something new, so instead of using telekinesis as a weapon, or looking for another weapon to take on, I decided to morph my arm into one...a rocket launcher. I had morphed my arm into a blade before, but never any complex machinery. It was almost effortless. I held my arm in front of me, passively visualizing a textbook transformation. My arm began to change and shift; smoothly and organically, in some places, but in sections and compartments, in others. Within a matter of seconds, I was wielding a red and yellow rocket launcher that looked like it was straight out of Unreal Tournament. The visual detail was just incredible. It looked completely unique, yet almost too incredibly intricate to have been made up, on the spot. Since my arm was the weapon, there was no trigger, so I pretty much 'willed' myself to shoot the weapon - and firing it was awesome. With one shot, a swarm of missiles scurried out of the barrel(s), screaming wildly out to a car that was parked on the street. All 3 or 4 missiles converged on the spot and blew the car to shit, lighting up the darkened streets and alleyways around me. I never ended up going after the thugs. I just walked up and down the street for a while, popping off rounds from this bad ass weapon.

Eventually, I had found another group of DCs, and I was showing off more lucid tricks to them. At one point, I drew a door on the wall with a marker or pencil, then I opened the door, revealing another door, inside. I then opened this new door, and found a slender, wooden beam which I slid out of the wall. It turned out to be a few feet long. After that, I stuck my arm in the hole it left behind, and continued pulling stuff out. Can't remember everything that I pulled out of the wall, though.



03/10/2011
Fragment
I was having a 'superspeed' foot-race, with family and friends. We were all crouched at the starting line, and everyone kept trying to cheat; jumping into false-starts and whatnot. I was able to get everyone to calm down just a little bit, but the start of the race was still ugly as hell; everyone stutter-stepping into their run, and no one really starting at the same time.

The actual race was amazing, though. We were tearing across the terrain like Sonic the Hedgehog; running so fast that, even when we got out to the ocean, we just kept on running over the top of the water. The whole thing actually had kind of a Mario-Kart feel to it. In fact, I think one of the characters was actually Mario, at one point. I believe it might have been Todd, but I'm not sure. All I know is that he was on my heels, the entire race.

April 12, 2011
Lucid Dream 214: The Land of Good and Evil
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 9
WILD
around 3:00am



My cat woke me up by knocking a glass of my bedside table. I decided to attempt a WILD. I performed my technique and hit SP rather quickly. There was a wild rush of colors that swirled all around me. I felt my body start sliding all around my room. It soon stopped and I stood up in my dream.

I walked over to the door, grabbed the handle, and immediately found myself in bed once again. I couldn't move at all and I knew it was only a false awakening. I finally managed to sit up a bit, but it felt like someone or something was hanging around my shoulders/neck. I heard it whispering, "UNC Tarheels.....UNC Tarheels...." I laughed and could hear my voice echoing as if it was through a microphone. I then said, "Hello" and it boomed and echoed as if I were announcer in a large stadium. I decided to not even fight the fact that I couldn't get out of bed and just try to have fun laying there.

I started acting like an announcer and imagining the scene in front of me. I said, "He takes the inbounds pass...there are less than 20 seconds to go and UVA is down by 2 points...." Suddenly the scene formed in the place of my ceiling. My ceiling was like a large window to the basketball game. It didn't seem like a t.v. screen....it was much more real than that. It was really amazing actually. I kept commentating the game... "Zeglinski has it at the top of the key....he makes a move and blows by the defender....he kicks it out on the left wing to Evans....he pump fakes.....and passes out to Mike Scott at the top of the key....there are just seconds left and the big man pulls up...a three for the win...........its........GOOOOOOD, GOOOOOD!!!! MIKE SCOTT AT THE BUZZER TO KNOCK OFF NUMBER 1 NORTH CAROLINA!!!! WHAT AN AMAZING FINISH!!!!"

It was awesome how the game played out exactly like I imagined and announced it. They weighted presence on my shoulders had apparently gotten angry and started jerking my upper body around a bit. I decided to fight back. While laying down, I started punching the air over my left shoulder and could feel my fist connecting with its face. It jerked and punched me in the side of the head, as I landed a few swift combos. I felt the presence's grip release from my shoulder and I began to float up into the air.

I was now floating around in a very colorful cartoon-like void. The environment was anime/video game like and everything around me looked 2D. There was no footing below, just a dark sinister looking abyss. I continued to float around in this colorful world. I noticed that there were several objects floating in the distance. As I approached them, I noticed they were actually 2D people who were extremely bloated/inflated. They reminded me of King Dedede from the original Kirby's Adventures in the way they were bloated. They bounced up and down in rhythm and it was quite trippy. I could hear "Dango Daikazoku" playing in the background. It is the ending song from the anime, "Clannad." I floated around this colorful world for quite a long time. 2D rainbows would sprout up from the darkness below every now and then. The sun was completely 2D and seemed to twist back and forth in a playful manner. Every so often, a bouquet of balloons would float by me as well. The whole world look like it was a level out of Super Mario World 2.

I looked down into the darkness below and I could see red eyes watching me. Every now and then I would see a hooded figure emerge from and submerge back down into the darkness. I noticed several red eyed wolf-like beasts below as well. They were looking up at me and snapping their vicious jaws. I had been using my arms to guide me around and decided to try and fall into the darkness below. I put my arms tight to my side and started to fall rapidly. The music changed to something much more sinister. I could hear violins hissing as the music intensified. I could now see skeletons, snakes, wolves, and dementor/reaper like creatures moving around in the darkness below. I spread my arms just before falling into the darkness and I stopped in mid-air. The wolves began snapping violently at my feet. They were just barely out of reach. I unzipped my pants and began pissing on all of the creatures below. They seemed to get angry and started snapping, grabbing, and throwing sharp objects at me (like scythes and sickles). I just dodged and kept pissing on them all. I suddenly became worried that I was pissing in real life. The dream became unstable and I allowed myself to wake up. Luckily, I was completely dry .

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

I think this one is particularly awesome for some reason, except for the fact that it just seems like hilariously shitty fan-fiction. I wish I could remember it more clearly, but this is the clearest dream I can recall so far.

I start out in this sort of shanty town/tent camp where I am an assistant to the Pirate King Deadpool. Really, he's just referred to as the pirate king, because he doesn't actually have any ships. His business partner and ally (and rumored lover?) Cammy White, the Merc Queen pays him a visit, and leaves shortly after with her small troop of guards.

Sitting on a barrel, Deadpool mentions to me that he needs to repay that favor. He stands and announces to his army his intent to kill and present one thousand enemy troops, the Blue Arrows with some special conditions - that their hands and insignias go unharmed, and that ten of them are captured alive.

And so we come to a beach - the sky is dreary, and the water at a very low tide. There are dunes where the water ends at high tide, and no birds though I'm not sure why this is notable. The battle starts. I don't actually remember much about the battle itself, aside from some random office worker (a somewhat Dilbert like character) going through a rather cartoony sequence of trying to capture the ten men who were to be left alive and them escaping repeatedly. Third time's the charm though, and he gets them. One of the men captured is a midget, and Deadpool mentions we'll release him later. He then threatens one of the men who accidentally maimed one of the corpses' hands.

Back at camp, Cammy is waiting for Deadpool, and he mentions what he's done. I woke up shortly after this.

Altogether the clearest dream I've had so far. Let's hope it goes uphill from here.

I can't remember this one too clearly. I didn't sleep all that well.

There was some sort of fighting game - it was like a cross between Super Smash Bros. and Marvel vs. Capcom. I was seeing it as if I was in the game itself, and I can't remember if I was actually playing it myself or if I was only watching.

The first match I remember was Sentinel vs. some other random person, and Sentinel won. The next one was Captain Falcon vs. Yoshi on a beach level of some sort. Before the fight could start, some special condition started where Yoshi became stuck in an egg, and there was a sort of shelf out on the water with more eggs on it. Some were hatched, some weren't, and some spots were just empty. The condition had something to do with -teenth numbers (nineteenth, seventeenth, etc.).

I don't remember any more of this dream, because I woke up shortly after this part.

April 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 211: Kazaana!!!
Series: Task-tacular, Episode 1
DILD
around 8:30am



Me, Cliff, Deej, and Mike were on top of a ridge, deep in the mountains. We knew we were being followed. I noticed someone all the way across the valley. I told Cliff to hand me the rifle he was carrying. He said, "Ok, but there is no way you can hit him from this far away." I took the rifle and laid down in a sniper position. The target was running. I compensated for the distance (drop of the bullet), the wind, and the targets movement in my aim. I then fired a shot and watched. The target dropped to the ground a few minutes later and I knew I had nailed him. It was an impossible shot. I noticed a ton of people down in the valley. They started spraying AK rounds at us. We took off running through the woods and ended up at a log cabin.

We entered the cabin to find Randy Couture waiting on us. He was in black mercenary type gear. We talked for a bit and I somehow realized he was a traitor and was trying to set us up. He pulled out a gun, but I swiftly kicked it from his hand. We fought for a bit and I knew I was over matched. There was an old school wood stove with a set of iron tongs sticking out of it. I grabbed the tongs and pulled them from the stove. The opposite end of the handle was orange from sitting in the fire. I closed the tongs on Randy's face and buckled him to his knees. I then stole his combat knife and slit his throat. he started coughing up blood and then fell over. I instantly became lucid after this.

The dream scene had completely changed and I was in a parking lot with Deej. I told him, "Let's go ghost hunting!" In high school all of us would go visit so called, "haunted" places and film it on my old palmcorder. Deej gestured for me to follow him to his truck. We hopped in and took off driving. Deej wasn't following the roads at all. We drove through yards, fields, and wooded areas. Finally, I decided to speed things up. I told him I would fly the car and he could navigate.

I lifted the car into the air and moments later he told me to land it beside an old mansion. I looked down below and saw a huge manor. I landed the car in the front yard and there was a sign that said, "Oak Ridge Manor." I walked up to the door and kicked it open. I got a pretty creepy feeling. I had decided how I wanted to imprison the ghosts. I felt around my pocket and imagined prayer beads. I felt them and pulled them out. I performed the finger through the palm RC. When my finger inserted into my palm, I swirled it around and created a hole in my hand. Suddenly, a massive force began swirling in the hole. I quickly wrapped the prayer beads around my hand to stop it. I then walked into the house.

Deej started a sinister laugh. I turned and saw that his eyes were blood red. He slammed the door shut and I heard him lock me in. I laughed at the thought of being stopped by a door lock, but continued through the mansion. I exit the small waiting room and was now in a large grand hall. The room suddenly lit up bright and then began to flicker from a bright room to complete darkness. I heard weird screams and noises that sounded kind of like monkeys. Suddenly, these weird monkey/human hybrids came flying out from the walls. They were all ghosts and had bat-like wings. There were statues and vases lined up around the great hall and the monkey ghost people began tossing them at me. I dodged a few of them and positioned myself in the corner of the room. I then held out my hand, pulled off the prayer beads and shouted, "WIND TUNNEL!!" Miroku style. Miroku is a character from the anime, Inuyasha. He has a cursed hand that acts much like a black hole.

The monkey ghost people were quickly sucked into my hand, along with the vases statues and any other objects laying around the room. The large rug in the room, a few plants, and some chunks of the walls/ceiling as well. I could feel every object entering my hand. I could then feel the objects travel through my arm and disperse throughout my body. It felt a lot like when a nurse first puts an IV in your arm. I could feel the energy from all of these things coursing through me. I felt much more powerful. I decided to try and suck in the entire mansion.

I concentrated and the walls started ripping apart. Many more ghosts started getting sucked into my hand. The walls and roof collapsed and was sucked into my hand as well. I could feel myself swelling with power. It felt like my entire hand was the black hole. I looked down and noticed by hand was just a black void. It slowly spread up my arm and I knew what was happening. I just let it continue. The entire mansion was gone and the black hole was spreading. It soon covered my entire arm and chest. A few moments later I was swallowed up completely by the black hole.

I floated around in a black void for a while and decided to try and fly somewhere. No matter what, I just flew around in this pitch black void. I eventually woke up.

Kazaana is the japanese word for Miroku's wind tunnel if you were wondering .

Series Details
In the dream series, "Task-tacular," I take on the Advanced Tasks of the Month, Tasks of the Year, or some other sort of predetermined dream task. Stay tuned for more episodes in the series.

NOTE: This was my first successful DEILD! After having a MILD, I awoke and didn't move or open my eyes. At that point, I soon reentered my dream lucid again!

I return to the peaceful suburb again. Luckily, there are no monsters this time. Thank God. I already had to leave Enough people to their deaths. Well, I didn't know what should do. I have done 5 of 12 TOTY and didn't know which one to do now. I figure I'll just keep enjoying my walk. Soon, I run into a shadowy man. He offers to sell me a certain object at a reasonable price. Why not? I buy it straight away. The man leaves in peace. I cannot recall what I bought however. So, I continue my walk. I soon confront the man again. He offers another object to sell(cannot recall this one either). So, I figure, why not? So, I buy it. So, I now see two people on the parallel sidewalk. I go over and offer them the two objects for a reasonable price. They buy straight away. Awesome. I continue walking again. And, I confront the man again! He offers to sell me a watch. And...holy shit that's a fancy watch. It was like a digital Rollex watch. I buy it straight away. Then, I put it on. I'm a good spender. Especially with random strangers on side roads. The man now gets on a motorcycle and drives away. Cooleo. I keep continuing my walk so I can find something to do. Soon, I see the motorcycle speed away unusually fast. As if...it's being chased. Then, a police motorcycle and police car speed by as well. Oh shit!!!!! Then, another cop car parks by me. The cop gets out and cones over to me. He asks if I know that guy. He also tells me he's been illegally selling stolen items. O_O Oh fuck...that's not good. Well, lucidity wa on my side, so all odds aren't against me. I now explain to the cop I bought three I tens and resold two. I mention I had no clue they were stolen items. The cop seems convinced. But, he asks me to help him find the two people I sold to. I can't think of anything better to do, so I agree, and tag along. I get in his car, and we drive away. We end up at a white beat up building. Now, it's somehow magically daytime. So, we get out and enter the building. Inside, there's water damage everywhere. Lovely. The cop tells me to go search somewhere else now. Yea, in bored, so I'll ditch him while I'm "searching." I go outside to the building's side. There, I see a middle-aged woman, two girls in under armor sorting clothes, and Jackie Chan. Hm...that's very interesting. Jackie appears to be training the two girls, and the woman is observing with a creepy smile. Awkward. I look over to a cliffside. A bunch of martial artists boys are sitting around doing nothing but watching. I go over to see what's up. Over the cliff, I see a football stadium in between this cliff and another one. Interesting. I also see little grips going down the cliffside. The boys are climbing down about five at a time. I bend over for a closer look. Then, I fall off. Oh fuck! Dur-da-dur! The grips! I grab one about five feet down, and am safe. Phew, that was a close call. I quickly climb back up. The boys seem to be impressed by my fuckin' awesomeness. I gots skittles man! I go back to Chan and his trainees and odd observer. Right now, the girls are doing pole gymnastics. Chan explains to me that they're gonna do a modeling run before the big football game tonight. Pfft, these girls aren't all that hot to be models. I can make a better model. I go inside the building. I'm now in a dim room. I decide to design a very hot DC girl. I tell myself a hot girl. Then, a girl in white furs with curly Ginger hair appears. No, too much 80's stlye. I need a 2011 slutty styled girl. I form a basic body outline. I make her a red bikini. Then, I give her brunette hair in a sexy ponytail style. I make her breasts a nice C-Cup size. Excellent. The bikini is now on. Now I make her ass a lovely size as well. Excellent. Hm...the bikini isn't working any magic on her body. I make it a tight bikini. Now her breasts and butt are expressed much more. I now give her life. She goes outside. The woman seems to like the stlye my girl has. She's now a part of the modeling show. So, the game is about to start. The two girls come out with some gayass Chinese shit playing. The crowd lightly claps. Pathetic. Now, MY girl comes out. The crowd is now cheering insanely. Nice and epic. Now for some music. Out of nowhere, "Know Your Enemy" by Green Day starts to play. This is as Awesome As Fuck. But, the fun soon ends, and I wake up.

I'm somewhere in Asia, I get the feeling it's Japan. I am driving around in my boyfriend's white corvette. It's kind of an old school model but he's put a black light under it. I'm driving in the snow on some sort of hilly or mountain area, and the car is all over the road, mostly out of control. I notice that I have next to no fuel left.

When I get home I immediately get into a fight with my flatmates, about some task we are supposed to do. It's something to do with making small doll's faces/heads. I freak out on them all and stomp off to the bathroom to wash my hands. I suddenly notice my hands, and stare at my fingertips, which look completely normal except for a lot of dark scratches on the fingertips.

The shower door to my right opens and and a girl is there, giving me a dirty look. I try to explain that I didn't know she was there, then bend down to splash some water on my face. She and her wheelchair bound boyfriend jump out of the shower and run giggling into the living room to put on their pants in front of the other flatmates. I call them hypocrites.

Flash forward to return of my boyfriend (an Asian guy I have never seen before). We're fighting outside the Flat, on the street. I'm complaining about my situation, telling him he's gone to America to bed blond bimbos while I am left here to suffer. He says it's not true, then looks guilty as I point out the lipstick on his collar. He changes the subject by laughing at me that I only have 70 cents of fuel in the car. I demand he come back and help me get better connected to get a better job and place to live. I know no one there. I came there for him. He says I should work as a cleaning lady, and I ask him if that's all I am worth.