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I am sitting on my bed watching television when my brother Erik bursts into my room. He stands there and says something to me that I can’t make out, it sounds like he is very far away. I stand up to get closer to hear what he says, when suddenly the door disappears. He looks back at where the door used to be, a look of surprise on his face. I turn around, and watch as my dresser moves in front of where the door used to be, all on its own. Then, a wooden chair comes from nowhere and floats towards me. It starts attacking me, beating me with itself. I scream and run towards where the door used to be. Erik screams and curls into a ball and lies on the floor.
The chair flings itself at me, but I duck and it smashes a hole in the wall. I run out through the hole into the living room. While I am running, I can feel something burning and cutting at my arms. I look, and twenty lit matches are slashing at my arms, singing my skin, causing burn scars. I fall to the floor and roll around screaming, trying to get the matches away. They keep attacking my arms. Suddenly Erik runs into the living room with a glass of water and starts to throw it on the matches. They are doused in water and fall lifeless to the ground.
I get up and look at my arms, realizing I am on fire. I drop to the floor again and roll around until I’m not on fire any more. But now, as I lie on the floor, a baseball bat starts to thwack me on the head. I try to get up, but I can’t move. It’s as if the matches put a curse on me. I soon pass out from being beaten.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in an unidentifiable apartment building; the walls were light cream and the flooring was beige-colored Berber that was softer and a bit fluffier than it should have been.

The lighting was normal as if all the lights were on in the apartment. I knew it was morning without even having to look outside the one small window positioned on one side of the room.

On the side opposite the window, there was a fairly large L-shaped desk made from smoothed oak wood complete with a dark purple chair. There was also an older gray laptop and thick books going from one end of the desk to the other, without being held up by book holders. What was strange about this setup was that there was a motorcycle next to the desk, a black one that was around a third larger than the actual size. Because of this, it was at eye level with me.

It looked like the motorcycle in the image below, except with a few modern curves and longer handlebars.

There was also a fire embellishment on the side of the main body that looked pretty much like the real thing: abstract, orange and red. I didn't look to see if it was on the other side too, because the desk was in the way.

The most distinguishing feature of the motorcycle was that it had three-dimensional flames coming from both wheels. They weren't real flames, but I knew I designed them and "drew" them onto the bike. They erupted from both wheels but although they were the color of flames, they weren't very flame-like. It was as if someone used a pressure-sensitive brush on Photoshop and tapered it off... Times fifty. It looked cool, but not realistic.

In front of the motorcycle, a 15" television screen appeared, held up by a tall, flat, dark gray machine. It was straight against the wall and created a ninety-degree angle as it ran along the floor, propping the bike up on top of it. I got on the bike somehow and the screen showed a beautiful lake with mountains on either side, dotted by roads. It was from a first-person perspective, as if I was on a boat on that lake.

The next thing I knew, I was actually on the lake, riding along the surface of the water on the motorcycle. The fact that I went from being in an apartment to on the water didn't faze me. I pulled back on the motorcycle and it revved up, now traveling in the air, upwards. I got to the side of a mountain and continued to travel along it, still in the air, and ran into a group of three pink piranha fish, cartoony and styled like the Cheep-Cheeps in the Mario Games. They were pink, had a white flower-shaped underbelly, and a small yellow fin on each of their backs and tails. I ran into them and they bounced away slowly, their eyes now black "x"s.

I came across another group of them with the same results before the dream came to an end.

OMG Last night was loooooong. Well... I *did* sleep for fourteen hours.

First... I was in church. I had something to confess apparently.

Babe's

Next thing I know, I'm at the local lesbian bar, which I haven't been to in a year. Audrey was working there again, even though I haven't seen her in about six months, either, and she now works at Richbrau. I was sitting at a table and I asked Andrea what she wanted and she said nothing and I asked Jen what she wanted and she said to get her some fries. I go to the bar and ask Audrey for some fries and she has them all ready for me... sort of... she hands me like a flat wire basket that was separated into different sections that was only about half-full of french fries. I didn't question it and she was really happy to give me what I asked for. So I brought them back to the table, but Jen and Andrea were already paying their tabs. I noticed that Andrea's tab was for 2 Chai Lattes and was $6. I don't recall her ever drinking them.

College Campus Sorority Girls

Now I'm walking around a school campus. It was kind of a mix between ODU and William and Mary. There were sidewalks winding through some nice trees and there were students hanging out in little groups and I noticed a really cool looking tree with a pink boombox in its branches. I walked past it but was kind of confused as to why that was there. I was on my way to class when this girl called my name and asked me to come meet someone. It turns out that she was rushing my sorority and we turned her down. She introduced me to some other girl and then all of a sudden there was another group of girls next to us and both groups of girls started doing some sorority song or cheer or something. The girl that called me over and all the other girls in the group I was standing in shouted, "Alpha Phi Omega Pi!!!!" And there is no sorority in existence that had four greek letters. In my dream this didn't bother me. So I excused myself and said I had to get to class. This girl followed me and I get into this house where my class was supposed to be. We were in a stairway and she was behind me and I turned to her and I asked her if she wanted to know why we didn't pick her to pledge our sorority. She just kind of looked interested. I said, "It's because you're too sweet. This sorority is filled with badass bitches. We just didn't think it was a good fit." And she said, "that's why I rushed. I thought I could balance it out." She asked for my phone number so we could hang out anyway and she started to write it on her hand. The pen stopped working and she asked me for the last two numbers like four times. She finally got to write it down.

Room 524

I walked up the stairs to find that the door to the class was open and there was a teacher's desk and a fourposter bed and desks that students were sitting in. There were a lot of people in the hallway, mostly girls who were wearing different greek letters. We were all waiting for this class to end so we could go in. Then the teacher yelled out into the hallway that we could come in and pick up our tests. I was confused because I thought this was the first day of class. Someone told me that they didn't think I could start in the middle of the semester. I looked at the number above the door and I knew I was supposed to be in room 524 which is where I was.

I left the room and walked down the hallway and saw Todd P. walking into another room. I followed him in and said, "Todd, is that you?" He turned around and gave me a big hug and at the same time we both said, "I haven't seen you in forever!!" I asked him how his mom was doing and he said, "she's fine, and my dad is celebrating two years of I don't know what. Everyone can come over and sell their pot." Which I found interesting. Then in the room on a tv there was a video playing of a weiner dog in a slinky.

House Fire and Flood

Next thing I know I'm at my parents house. I'm in the kitchen and I walk into the living room to find that Andrea's couch is there now and the end of it is facing the fireplace and the other couch is against the wall. How everything fit in there and I still had room to walk was amazing. I look at her couch and behind it I notice that some stuff from the fireplace had jumped out and was now burning her couch!! I ran to the kitchen to get some water to put in a glass to put the fire out. The fire was burning along the hearth on the carpet and it was also underneath the couch. I could see it glowing through the couch cushions. So I kept going back and forth from the kitchen to the living room with glasses of water trying to put out the fire. Then my mom and dad come downstairs and I'm freaking out telling them the house is on fire!! They sit on the couch like it's no big deal. I asked my mom to help me and asked my dad if he called 911 yet. He said no so I grabbed the phone and walked past him to go to my room upstairs. On the way past him I whacked him in the face with a newspaper and said, "That's what you get for leaving the fire going and going to bed!!" So I went to my room to call 911 and find out that it's my sister taking the call. I look out my bedroom window to see that next door we now have apartment buildings. And everything is flooded up to the second level of them. I looked out the other window and at the entrance to the neighborhood is all this construction. And big tour busses and ambulances are flying out of the neighborhood ignoring the stop signs. I was concerned that they were going to cause an accident and also that with all this going on, how could the firetrucks get in??

Next thing I know, I'm outside in the flood. Forget about my parents inside, they probably drowned anyway. There are lots of school busses outside underwater with kids in them. I'm underwater now trying to swim to the surface. I get to the surface and I'm on top of a school bus that is now on its side floating in the water and I can see all the kids inside. I walk to the front where the driver is and then the bus lifts out of the water and is flying now. It is a helicopter-bus and I'm hanging on the the driver's window yelling inside that "you better not drop me!!" because if I fall I will fall through the helicopter's propellers. I fell off the bus and woke up and immediately wrote all this down so I'd remember. This was the first time that I didn't just try to remember in the morning when I woke up. This was at about 430am.

Gerbil Theater

Now I'm in a theater and there's a stage production going on. It looks pretty boring, so I turn to leave. On my way out I see Stephanie so I walk back inside with her and have a seat. In my shirt I have smuggled in a hamster. I take him out to show Stephanie and then they guys nest to us take out their puppy. And to the right of us down the row someone has a rabbit and someone else has another animal further down the row. I glance up at the stage and it's now a movie. There are gerbils in a fire. There's just like a boyscout fire pit with tree branches and rocks around the outside to contain it. These gerbils are in the fire and it is not burning them. So this rabbit comes over to my seat and the girl down the row asks for him back so I go to pass the rabbit to her and the rabbit goes between the seats and comes out the other side. I take my hamster and leave the theater.

Now I don't have my hamster anymore, I have a puppy. I'm walking the puppy in a courtyard and it's really nice weather outside. Andrea's with me. We encounter this lady walking her dog around a corner. The leashes get tangled up and when we untangle them, she asks Andrea what she should use to straighten her hair. Typical. Andrea knows everything about all the beauty products. The puppy gets away and I chase after him. He ends up in an elevator so I dive into the elevator before the doors can close and scoop the puppy up into my arms. I'm trying to remember what floor I was on so I can get back to Andrea.

I also recall my dad being really mad at me for something and he slapped me. Oh yeah... I was at the mailbox mailing some packages and the mail lady came by and said that one of them had to go UPS. I looked on the side of the box and sure enough it said UPPS, not USPS. So I went in and told my dad and he got mad and slapped me. That bastard.

I was on the gravel road outside of our summer house and some other guys was there as well. We had some kind of fireworks that was like small round balls that flew up in the air, staying there for a while as static glowing balls exploding after a while. When we had fired up like 10 of them we noticed that birds thought that they were food and tried to eat them. I was like "omg, they have them in their mouth! They are going to explode" so I tried to scare the birds away. However at the same time I kinda wanted it to happen because it would be a typical "fun" thing you would see on the internet or something, lol. xD

There was some extreme cobweb on the trees to the right of the driveway in to the house. It was like a giant sheet that hanged from the branches down to the ground. Jimmy set it on fire because he didn't like it but I quickly extinguished it because of the risk that it would develop into a huge fire. Instead I was going to rip the web down. Somehow it got stuck in the roof of my mouth! D: I tried to rip it out but only got out a small bit at a time and I forced myself to not get the throw-up-feeling. I managed to get it out eventually.

I was on the other side of the yard and I saw that my dad got visited by some thugs that looked dangerous and had guns. He walked with them to our summerhouse. This even somehow happened like several days in a row or something. Without the time actually progressing. Each time the thugs took stuff. The reason for this was that my dad was in a really bad debt and needed to repay it. I remember feeling quite upset by it since they seemed dangerous, but dad seemed content with the situation so I let it go.

1. The family is visiting me at my research station. My brother says he needs to talk, and he tells me that his friend A is growing more distant with him after breaking up with K. The dream fast-forwards to the next day, where we all go out to eat at McDonald's. The brother orders poutine (suggesting we're in Canada?) and we talk about how relationships seem to chain down from one person to another. The parents eat calmly downstairs.
When he and I go back down, a waitress (with a nametag reading Skilscience, so a failed RC) is talking in a Norwegian accent to my dad. It seems that he's been rude, and she's trying to instruct him in manners. He ignores her while asking for more gravy, and she snaps. She jumps up on a nearby table and starts shouting everything wrong with McDonald's. The cheese is fake, the beef is tainted, employees spit in the food, etc. Soon the rest of the employees join her, shouting "Down with Wal-Mart! Down with McDonald's!" The family leaves in a huff, and the dream fades out over Anti-Flag style punk music.

2. I'm a bassist in a successful rock band with a large crew of student roadies (all of whom I recognize as fellow students IRL). We're recording a new album, and in the studio other members of the band are listening to Led Zeppelin for inspiration. We start to record, but the drums just aren't working properly. We waste hours of precious studio time, and I drive away from the studio frustrated.

3. Movie-style voiceover shows an epic tale in the Star Wars universe. Two Jedi, dueling hardcore, got frozen in a block of ice; their bodies rotted, but the lightsabers still burn today. I lead a team of explorers to find them, but as we retrieve the blades one of them somehow cuts through the other. This releases a huge fireball of energy, and my crew races to escape while being pursued by ninja stormtroopers.

14.07.2010

Fire (Again) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream starts off at a service station where there are people standing around looking at something. I keep moving forward and I see a fire engine coming torwards us and a car on fire. They put the fire out and then I go back into the car (in the back seat).

Suddenly I'm somewhere else, but still in the car, looking at the electricity lines. The sky is dark gray/purple/blue and I can't see anything else.

It becomes day time and I'm at a garage sale that is somewhere where I used to live. On the other side of the road there is land, with no houses or anything. It turns into a hill with a road and houses suddenly and I see someone learning to ride a bike and someone else telling them to pull back the brakes.

Dream fragment: I remember being on the computer on a website that looked like Wikipedia, but it had information on my parents for some reason.

The dream ends there.

This is actually from three nights ago.

Series of Fragments 1
I was at a camp. I went to a lake, where there was a big wedding boat which caught on fire. I was the only one helping put it out, and all I had was a squirt bottle. My DJ says I almost ran out of time, so I guess I was being timed.
Then I was in a field. I couldn't find my horse, which made me sad because I missed him.
Next I was at a village where they were selling See's chocolate. I wandered around, but I was having issues focusing. I may have been close to lucidity here. I came to a building where an exclusive theater was performing a comedy. There was a long wait list for it, but my dad got us in. Outside there were some people dressed as clowns. I had a contact-putting-in race with someone, which I lost. I went into the theater and we gave someone a Flareon.
Callie (from Grey's Anatomy) was driving a helicopter upside down, trying to pick up one last person. The person jumped at the helicopter, which made it blow up. S and a random cat were blamed from the accident, but both were spared.
A little girl started screaming in the middle of a country road. She got hit by a bus, going through the windshield and landing in the back. Birk (also from Grey's Anatomy) started to treat her.

Series of Fragments 2
I was with my cousins. There were evil ants, so we had to be careful not to get splinters or they'd kill us.
My friend and I carried some things back to camp.
I almost got hit by some tennis balls.
I found an extra flip-flop, so now I had three of the same kind. They turned into boots.
Something about climbing stairs. Apparently I was a walking ad for ski boots.
I took a shower. There's something else written, but I can't read my handwriting.

Sorry, this is really boring. >.>

I was in the kitchen at my parents place. It was day and raining outside. Gradually the rain went over to be a thunderstorm. It wasn't very powerful at all though. After a while I think it subsided some and the clouds were pretty white.

Suddenly I noticed two tornadoes that had formed. They were much darker than the rest of the sky. I got excited and decided to photograph it fast! I ran to my jacket and pulled out my cam from a pocket and hurried back to the window. They had decreased some, but there was still time to photo it. Much to my dismay I realised that I had my mums cam! Unacceptable! I ran back to my jacket (who walks around with several cameras in a jacket?), pulled out my own camera and rushed back. The tornadoes was over... xD I got disappointed. Left on the sky was only smoke that looked like tornadoes. The smoke came from peoples houses that were burning for some reason.

Kim and Tistou appeared in the kitchen somehow and I told them about the tornadoes. Then we just random talked, I cannot recall about what. :/ I do recall though that Kim said some swedish phrases without any apparent accent, lol.

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I had another dream as well and it is very possible that that one passed over into this one. I don't remember much but it was something about me being at konsum (a food store) with some friends. I think Tistou was there. We were going to eat sushi. Somehow my old japanese teacher from gymnasium was dragged into it and she was there with some kids that was hers. We all was going to go home to her and make sushi because that was much cheaper than going to a restaurant.

I don't know how this transcended into the thunderstorm dream, but I just have a feeling that it did.

I just remembered this as I was walking home.

07/10/10

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

The first time I woke up last night, I had such a feeling of contentment and happiness that it was unreal. I couldn't remember the dream that I had, but the feeling followed me throughout the day.

In another dream, I was cradling a piece of wood in my hands. A little piece of the wood was on fire, but the rest wasn't catching. I had to keep the flame going.

I order a DC to find me some kindling, so we can get the fire going properly. I maintain my focus on the spark, keeping the flame alive. The DC comes back with some bark and twigs, and I carefully set down my prize, and feed fuel into the fire.

At one point, the spark goes out, but I will it back into existence.

A Spark. Scare Factor: 1.

I had such a great night, guys. Still, this only slightly counts as a drunk post.

Happy feels like warm red dancing through the darkness.

My family was in a car and my dad was driving. We were driving in some big empty building. My dad was driving full speed towards a wall. I figured he would stop at the last second, but he didnt, and we burst through the wall, but it didnt even slow us down a bit. We kept driving through a few more walls when we came to a wall that was on fire. My dad said he couldnt drive through this one, and he was mad that he couldnt destroy any more walls
Funny dream lol

This night I slept very light, awaking several times. That caused me to remember fragments from many dreams. A fun fact is that I felt strangely well rested despite that light sleep.

1st dream:

I was in some house in a forest at night with a friend, can't remember who. It was my house. Suddenly a fire started and quickly spread through the house. We left and entered the forest. After a while we started to get chased by Uffe (my dads friend that I haven't seen many times in my life. Strange appearance) and some random villain. They were going to beat us to death so we ran back to the house.

The house was now completely in flames. It was like a wall of fire at the entrance. I thought "If they are going to beat us to death I might as well jump into the flames since it would be a less painful way to die!" and so I took a step into the entrance and instantly died. I became a glowing skeleton. It was a quite strange sensation. My friend followed. When the bad guys arrived and stared into the burning doorway I though "Now when I am dead I don't need to fear them. This is also quite cool, so they might appreciate it as well!" and then I pulled them into the fire. xD They also turned into glowing skeletons. I don't have any clear thoughts on what happened after this.

2nd dream:

I was at my parents place in the kitchen. Dad was there working on getting some LP player device to work. Apparently it was old and didn't work as it should. After a while we tried using it to record a radio channel on a VCR tape. The channel was foreign from australind (lol xP) so there was a lot of noise and flickering on the TV.

3rd dream:

Some fragments about doing slomo-acrobatics. Don't really remember it. But I had it written down when I woke up in the morning.

4th dream:

It was morning and I was sleeping in the top bed of a bunkbed and I felt really tired. I wanted to sleep more (might be related to the fact that I woke up several times irl with that feeling). Suddenly a whole bunch of people entered the room. Among them my friends and brothers. I got very annoyed because they were so noisy. I remember trying to fall back asleep while they poked me and asked me stuff. I got so annoyed that I hit my brother several times in the face with a plastic box (It was really weird because I never get that annoyed irl :S) xD. He didn't seem to care though. I threw the box in my other brothers face. I felt bad at the same time for being so lazy and annoyed.

5th dream:

I was biking with someone outside. It was spring time or something because it was extremely muddy everywhere. I had to bike in the mud and it was very slippery.

6th dream:

I was at some uni or something at a convent. I was there with Lucas but there was a lot of other geeky persons there. One event they had was to read the lord of the rings trilogy together and I thought "wow, that is soo geeky! They are also extremely fast at reading so they must have read it much before.". Me and Lucas were going to read the hobbit/lotr/some strange book. In some way it was like studying physics because we quickly found a problem in the book that we began to think about. Similar to a problem in a physics book. Suddenly Lucas said "Oh, it is easy! We just have to do a Ljung effect!". I instantly agreed. That was obvious! To do a Ljung effect was to apply some formula (fun that Ljung was a psychiatrist and not a physician lol). I started to look up the Ljung effect formula in a physics book and that is the last thing I remember.

7th

I was playing with my parents cat. As usual I scratched it on its stomach and it bites when you do that. This time it bite me harder than usual. It wouldn't let go of its grip and it bite harder and harder all the time. I knew now that the cat was evil. There was something wrong with its brain. It was not curable.

8th

I was in my room at my parents place and Peter and my brothers was there. They talked about something random. I went to my mineral shelf (that doesn't exist lol) and pulled out a meter long quartz crystal. I showed it to them and told them that the chemical compounds of quartz are sulphur and silicon (which it isn't, it is just SiO2). They didn't seem to care much and I don't remember anything more

9th

A faint fragment of some game of tag that I played outside with my brothers and some random very young kids.

Note: I fell asleep with very little in the way of goals tonight… MoSh had said he was going to come over to do a healing on me, although I told him I felt ok. But then a little extra positive energy never hurts anything, so I figured if he wanted to do it, we could share some positive energy, most likely with Basara involved since he usually shows up whenever someone mentions the idea of healing. Unfortunately I was not successful in entering my WILD this night.

I was in a clearing in a forest. I could see there were buildings around, it looked like a small town was hidden amongst the trees. I wondered where I was. I didn't even consider the idea I might be dreaming. I noticed that there were quite a few people around, and then I noticed they were Templars. What the fuck was I doing in a Templar base? I figured I didn't want to be there, so I went to leave. That was when I noticed there was a big guy on either side of me holding onto me tightly. Their grip was like iron, and I could not make them budge to get free. I was a prisoner of the Templars… that couldn't be good.

I heard another Templar say they were ready. One of the big guys holding me forced me to the ground so that I was lying on my stomach with my face in the dirt. I felt someone lie a long wooden pole on my back, and I was quickly bound tightly to that pole. When the large Templars moved away from me I couldn't move at all except to turn my head and look around a bit. They turned me over onto my back and ripped my clothes off… I called them a bunch of fucking perverts. I was now naked and tied to a metal pole… I could hear people around me laughing and jeering.

The Templars then stood the pole up and I realized I was bound approximately in the middle. I saw they had a fire ring in the middle of the clearing, a rather large one. It was long and fairly narrow, there was a rotisserie stand on each end of the fire circle, and a pan sitting on top of the wood that looked like it was there to catch the juices of roasting meat. It looked a lot like the picture here, except the pan was on permanent metal legs and the fire pit and pan looked long enough to accommodate a very large piece of meat… or a person…

It was about then that I realized what they might be planning to do. Since I believed that was my waking life, this resulted in a feeling of ice cold fear at the pit of my stomach… I fought against my bonds, desperate to get away now, to avoid what it seemed they had planned. The bonds were too tight… I couldn't budge them even a millimeter. And my worst fear was confirmed when they carried the pole I was on over to the fire pit and placed it where the spit of the rotisserie would go with me hanging on it, looking down into the black pan. There was a quantity of grease in the pan, which was hardened right now. I was noticing every little detail… a fly stuck in the grease and trying to get free, but it was no more able to move than I was. Templars preparing to light the fire. This couldn't really be happening. I think I might have done a reality check if I could have even moved in order to do one… I found I kept repeating the word 'no' over and over, and I was ashamed of the fear I heard in my voice.

Then I said there must be some agreement we could reach that would allow me to get out of this. A couple of them laughed. But one of them said there was. He said if I could present one of my friends to take my place, they would gladly roast up my friend instead of me and I would be free to go. One of my friends? He said yes. Any of them would do. Either Nomad or MoSh would be their first choices… but if I presented them one of the others I have shared dreams with it would be sufficient, too. Markus, Tigress, or even Loaf… someone laughed that they could have toast… just choose one and teleport them here and I would be free to go while my friend was executed in my place. I told them they had to be kidding… there was no way I would betray a friend like that… I knew perfectly well I could never live with betraying a friend in that way, so in spite of my fear I told them to go fuck themselves. The Templar said it was my choice, and told the other one to go ahead and light the fire under the pan.

I didn't really notice anything at first. Then the pan was heated and it was getting a bit uncomfortable as the heat was rising off of the pan and into my face. The heat continued to increase, an intense and dry heat that made it feel almost like I was on fire. How long could this last? Wouldn't I get heat stroke and pass out from that heat before long? They let the fire die down a bit and the heat faded to a lower but continuous agony. For some reason it seemed to be imperative that I make no sound to let them know the pain I was in, so I kept my mouth tightly closed so I would not let an involuntary cry or moan or pain escape. I saw as the grease below me melted and the fly was consumed by the heating grease, killed. Another thought I was having was that the heat would burn through the ropes that bound me to the spit… then I could get free… but they were thick and sturdy ropes that didn't seem to be suffering from the exposure at all. A Templar came over and looked at me, then he poked something on my leg with a long fork, causing a sharp and excruciating pain… somehow I knew he had just popped a heat blister… that area of my leg was now in much more pain than the rest of me, and other parts of my body felt like they were beginning to blister, I could actually see a few blisters starting to form on my breasts… When would I finally get heat stroke and pass out?!

Another short while… and several more popped blisters later… a Templar came back over. I was expecting another popped blister… but instead he had a cup, which he used to scoop some of the now sizzling grease out of the pan. He proceeded to pour the sizzling grease all over my back… where it burned unbelievably hot. The Templar poured a couple more cups of blazing hot grease on my back, laughing when I was unable to contain a cry of pain… these assholes were basting me! And even after he walked away, the grease on my back was continuing to cause an unbelievably intense agony… it seemed I would surely pass out, but somehow I didn't… even though I wished I would, prayed that I would pass out or die from heat stroke… Instead I just hung there in agony, all hope seemed lost…

"Raven!" I heard a familiar voice and forced my head to turn, although that caused heat dried skin to crack and bleed, bringing with that another wave of pain… I someone standing off to my left a ways, and a portal opened behind him. My sight was fuzzy… I wasn't sure who it was… He continued talking. "It's time for… what the FUCK?!" Apparently he had taken a look around for the first time since arriving and noticed things were not as they should be. I wanted to call out to the man for help, but my throat was too dry and cracked to speak… and all that came out was a small squeak… As I have stated, my mind was really foggy from the heat and the pain, but I heard some cursing, a demand to release me, and then a fight. I saw movement to my right and the man who had just arrived shoved one of the Templar's faces into the hot grease in the pan below me. When the Templar's face came out it was covered with blisters and the Templar was screaming in pain. I heard more fighting, some Templars screaming about something… a loud hissing sound like an angry cat or snake… and then silence.

The man from the portal returned. He took the spit I was tied to away from the flame and started untying me. Every time he touched me it was excruciating, but I did my best not to let him know that because I knew he was just trying to help. Once I was free I found I couldn't even stand on my own… my legs were about like spaghetti… The man supported me, holding on to me as gently as he could… I heard him say he would get me healed up as good as new. He could heal IWL? Wow… I wondered if there was any possible way I could get him to teach me to do that… but even if he couldn't, he had already done so much by getting me free of the Templars. He lied me down in a soft area of grass. Even as soft as it was, each blade of grass was like a steel blade cutting in to me… I once again did not let him know how much it hurt. He was trying so hard to be careful.

The man sat down near me. I could hear him playing a guitar. I could feel healing energy come from that guitar. Soothing healing energy… it felt like a soothing healing salve had been applied to my entire body, and it felt wonderful. I tried to open my eyes and see who it was that had saved me… but I was so tired. Completely worn out. But he was playing a guitar to create a healing effect. I only know two people who do that. Basara and MoSh. And I couldn't see Basara shoving a Templar's face into burning grease under any circumstances, unless he had seen what they were doing and completely snapped, so I was assuming it was MoSh… I tried to ask the man if he was MoSh… "You… MoSh?" He didn't really answer that, he just told me to rest… when I fell asleep here I would wake up and be safe in bed. Safe in bed? Was this really just a nightmare? I let myself relax and slip into sleep. I could find out for sure later if it was MoSh who had come to find me. I fell asleep and woke up.

"At the time of your appearing you will make them like a fiery furnace. In his wrath the LORD will swallow them up, and his fire will consume them."
~ Psalm 21:9

This one was epic. It was a video game dream, and those are always fun, and sometimes inspirational. The only downside to a video game dream is that, due to the fact that I saw it as a video game, I can not recall what exactly I did. I don't memorize what I'm doing while gaming unless I actually need to, and I didn't need to. So alas, I can only give a description of how the game worked.
There was a ghost with a bag. The ghost was a simple, cartoonish thing, and the ghost would go about a 2-D side-scroller platform level collecting stray spirits and avoiding enemies. It was like a treasure hunt, or a puzzle game, but it had a similar feel to Super Mario Bros. 2. The ghost was looking for stray malevolent spirits, mostly fire spirits. He would collect them in his sack and bring them to (this is so awesome) throw them in a furnace to burn for eternity! The incessant moaning became an annoying part of the game, though.

"brb/collecting spirits to thrust into a furnace for eternity."

09.06.2010

109: 6.9.10; 12:00PM Miscellaneous Mischief from Clyde, Revisited. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I dreamed I was going to hang out with some guy, but found I'd have to run through a garden to get to him. I jumped and floated, and got lucid all at once. I took the opportunity to float over a truck in the garden. I met up with the guy, and killed him by whipping knives at him. I ran through the garden and found a paper I'd written for school - which I promptly set on fire. I found myself singing a little and enjoying it a great deal, and wanted to put myself onstage with Protest the Hero. However, things went blurry and I went into a false awakening.

Note: I have never actually been to Houston, but the pattern of my dream and what I saw fit pretty close to the paths I have marked on these Google Earth maps. It was a very vivid dream and I remembered it very clearly.

I was sitting on the couch watching some kind of documentary on television. I watched it for a few minutes and realized it was about pilots involved in stressful situations such as equipment failure, bad weather landings, etc. They showed an airliner flying toward Houston. The plane was flying over thick clouds. It was a very calm scene, nothing seemed to be wrong there. I got closer to the television and touched the screen. My hand moved through the screen and into the show… uh… well, this should have been good reason for a RC, but instead I thought this was just a new form of interactive television. I pushed my way into the television and the next thing I knew I was flying outside in the air, keeping up with the airliner with no difficulty, and approaching Houston.

The clouds below were what represented the dangerous situation for the pilot of the plane. The plane started to slowly descend through the clouds. I followed suit. I slowly descended into the clouds. This dream was so very vivid that I could feel the small beads of moisture that the cloud was made of. They were cool on my face and exposed arms. I was surrounded by fluffy whites and grays. I lost track of the plane in the clouds. As I descended down below the clouds I could feel larger drops of water. Now I was out of the clouds and into the rain. It was raining rather hard in Houston. The rain sprayed my face and arms, and it still felt good. I was thinking I had just come from a baking hot Arizona day into this pleasant rain storm, of course it felt good to me.

I was able to pick up following the plane again. It headed in towards the Houston International Airport… which I looked up and found it to be called the George Bush International Airport… The plane circled the airport a few times and then came in for a careful landing. I didn't see any sign of problems at all. I wondered why that should've been stressful… but then again, I hadn't been on the plane. They might have had equipment failure along with the storm. After the plane came to a complete stop at one of the gates, I got bored of watching the planes and flew off in what I felt was north or north west. I flew in and around some small buildings, not sure what they were. I was just flying in the rain and having fun. The rain was beginning to slow down a bit now. My flight path carried me over an intersection where there was a rail road crossing.

As I flew down over the intersection I saw a car in the middle of the tracks. Both of the gates were down, and the car wasn't moving. There was a train approaching in the distance. Now if that wasn't just a Murphey's Law moment… I landed near the car and looked over. There was a woman in the car trying in vain to start it. Ok… a cliché moment of a car getting stuck on railroad tracks with a train coming… and now the driver was really going to be too retarded to get out and just abandon the car to save her own life? She finally got out of the car as the train approached. I thought she had finally gotten a brain, but she instead went to the back seat and started struggling with something. What was going on? I went over to her and told her she had better get out of the way… a train was coming… She said she knew, but her baby was stuck in the car. Wtf? I looked in the car. There was a kid in a car seat. The kid was securely strapped into the car seat. The mother was struggling with the belts holding the car seat into the car and the belts holding the child in the seat. None of them wanted to come free. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my knife, popped it out, and cut several of the belts quickly… and then the mom took the child out. We both got out of the path of the train just before it plowed into the car with a loud CRASH! The car was dragged a short distance down the tracks and then tossed aside, a total wreck.

The woman didn't seem to be able to stop thanking me over and over again. She wanted to know who I was because she said everyone would know me as a hero… but I don't want to be known by anyone… so I took to flight and left her standing there in the rain with her kid. I flew north, following some kind of a highway, the rain slowed to a stop.

The air was still cool and crisp. I flew a good distance. I flew until I saw smoke that was not too far off. I headed in that direction, which involved turning to my left for a while. I flew over a lake, and then there was an area of forest. In the area of forest there was a fire raging. I wondered how the fire had gotten started. A bolt of lightning? I hadn't seen any lightning… a careless camp fire or a carelessly disposed of cigarette butt? Maybe, but with it being so wet I didn't see how the fire could have gotten started. Arson? Maybe, but why? I figured it didn't matter how the fire had gotten started… I was going to check it out and figure out how to help stop it.

I flew down to an area not far from the fire. There were animals fleeing the site of the fire. I was hovering over them as they headed away from the fire as quickly as they could go. I could also see the fire approaching. I saw some animals had gotten trapped by the fire… I didn't want them to get burned. I flew in and grabbed a few small animals and got them to safety… but there were animals too big for me to lift. Deer… there were several deer… I flew back and lifted a fawn. It was surprisingly easy to lift. I took the baby deer to safety. I lifted mom… also surprisingly easy… and dad… a sizable buck… also easy to carry… I moved some more animals out, snakes, squirrels, deer… some animals I don't remember what they were, a few of which were rather ugly… but this wasn't helpful… the fire would still catch up soon… getting rid of the fire was the main goal.

I wondered how that could be done. I landed near the lake. I could still see the fire from there. If only I could move water as easily as I moved the animals… I tried to lift up a section of water… and it worked. The water lifted in a small sphere. I did only a brief double take (and no RC) before gathering a much larger sphere of water and carrying it to the site of the fire. I dropped the huge sphere of water over the fire. The sphere immediately broke apart and doused the fire in a huge puff of steam. It never occurred to me that I was dreaming… I thought this was easily explained by the fact I had finally developed my telekinetic powers. That was enabling me to fly, enabled me to lift heavy animals, and transport water. I was flying away from the site of the fire when I woke.