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My house was flooding, it was coming up the stairs from the basement. For some reason I was focused on saving our tools (like shovels and hammers) and silverware from the flood. And for some reason they were floating, so I could grab them out of the water (don't know why this didn't make me lucid, haha).

Two friends were helping me grab these things. The only one I remember is a girl Megan, who I know a little in RL. She was waiting at my house for her aunt to arrive and I was waiting for my parents and their friend. I decided her aunt was probably my parents' friend.

Then a toucan (which was a little scary looking, but at the same time I felt a little bit of hope) flew in and landed on the back porch railing. I was the only one who saw it. It flew off and landed in our yard (near out fire pit where there was lots of cheatgrass and yellow flowers).

The toucan morphed into a leprechaun, which was human-saized and had sunflowers for hands and a head and wore a green dress-suit. The leprechaun approached the house (I was scared until I remembered they were lucky) and entered with two old-ish couples (that I don't know in RL) that were the awaited parents and friends. The had scottish accents and were wearing t-shirts of celtic bands.

Then I woke up. =P

Just a usual day. I wake up and get ready for school. While I'm eating breakfast there is talk of a flood in that is headed straight towards us. I ask my mother what we should do about school, but she says me and my sister will be fine.
We are about to leave, so I run upstairs to get something and notice our upstairs has changed into a office. People begin running and screaming as water smashes through the windows and wipes people away. I quickly hide around a desk, and then pass out.
I wake up where I passed out and run downstairs to see where my family is. They are sitting watching television, so they obviously didn't drown. The clock reads 1:10 P.M., so we obviously missed school. My mom says she called us in sick so we could stay away from the flood. I quickly wake up afterwards.

We were in a dormitory in school. There is strong rain. Then we realized it is flooding. The things on the floor are floating. There are a lot of people.

The color mood is stormy.

We need to move to another building. We needed to go up the stairs, on what looked like branches. The buildings are connected to the trees. We are on the trees.

There were arguments. Not sure about what, but I sensed that the place was divided into factions. Some want to do something else.

It keeps on raining.

Recovered from DV's crash...

This dream is hard to explain. It was more of an experience rather than a story.

Basically, the world has flooded. There is debris everywhere, and chaos, people freaking out, people dying. There is a giant whale who's gotten itself tangled up in the anchor lines of at least five boats. She swims violently around, trying to free herself. I see her diving deep into the water, pulling the boats down with her, dragging some of the large debris along as well.

People everywhere are seeking refuge on huge piles of garbage.

My father calls me over to help him assemble a little portable boat and secure the outboard to it. We go out exploring, finding a wreck and a friend of mine. There are many close calls for me, times where I almost die.

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In a cabin in the woods with my Mom and my Cousin. My cousin encourages me to tell my Mom what's on my mind.
Mom's been smoking again, which is odd and disturbing to me as she quit many years ago. After she finishes her cigarette, I find the courage to tell her how I feel. She reacts defensively and we argue.

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catch the ghost

mon: i didn't sleep this day
tue: angry at myself. dreams were real vivid. a sign of recovery but i was too groggy to write 'em down and they vanished within ten minutes
wed: 2 lucids but no ghost

Spoiler for lucid dreams:

The clock in my room was all screwy. I tried walking around but I moved real slow and the lights were blinking rapidly. I wake up.

I re-enter the dream and I go into the kitchen and ask my girlfriend "help me catch a ghost". She says "They were in the yard but I caught them all". I go out anyways and see my neighbor and his daughter. I say "Let's have a drink." He accepts. I find a bottle under my porch and go into his house.

He takes me through a gym and into a changing room where sexual acts begin between him and his daughter. "I don't have time for this. I need to catch a ghost." More people enter and they all start taking off their clothes and I wake up. I did try looking for a ghost in the gym but nothing.

thu: crazy dream. down a ladder to the center of the earth where i have to kill this fiery skeleton horse with razor claws and tusks. many people died but not me. i woke up before i destroyed the beast.
fri: followed a dog through an empty house. found some decapitated bodies.
sat: 3 hours of sleep. did not dream. did not catch the ghost.
sun: sporadic recall. sort of nightmares. i cut my finger and it was falling off....i saw a video tape of a man's suicide and SWAT stormed his house....i was in a flooded building on a box watching people be electrified in the water...in a department store looking at candy and Halloween costumes. vivid.

There was some kind of evil organization or something that was kidnapping people buy forcing them out of their houses with a flood. They would somehow conjure water until the houses filled up, and they would ride by on horses and pick them up.

I woke up in a house with no roof (like some kind of doll house) and began to wonder around. I find my friend A sitting on a table, pouting. I ask her what is wrong and she says "It's your fault I am here!" and continued yelling at me in distain like a five year old. I pick her up and say "I know, I'm sorry" and begin to search for more people. I find my friend Sar and a bunch more people I know irl. I realize we are all wearing the same green and white dress.

1. Fragment:
I walked down the hall in my dream house to the bathroom where my mom was drying her hair. I picked up a second hair dryer and started drying my own. Miraculously, my hair was straight and sexy as hell. (IRL I have an afro)

2. Non-lucid Dream:
Hard to remember what order things happened in... In the beginning, there was a flash flood. The water seemed to flow uphill, which I knew was in contradiction to my real house, yet I was standing in my dream house. I walked to another side of the house and watched the water roll down the hill from a pine tree grove and crash against the house gently like waves. When the water cleared, people started showing up at the house and I had no clue why. The only two faces I remember distinctly were my mother's and that of a guy named Julian who I hardly even know. More people showed up and it turned into a party. This change didn't occur smoothly. The dream seemed to skip around and my dream house's interior completely changed (to all wood. It was quite nice, actually). By the time the dream was solid again, everybody was totally smashed. I went upstairs to my dream sister's room. (I call her that because she neither looks like, nor has anything to do with my real sister.) There were about four or five kids sleeping up there. I was looking for something but I didn't know what, so I felt stupid for even being in her room. I remember seeing in my particularly vivid search, a magic 8-ball in its box and some stacks of Nintendo DS games including versions of pokemon that don't exist (yet? Maybe I foresaw the future of pokemon?? ) I don't remember anything after that nor do I remember where or how the dream ended.

The only other dream I've had in the past year with visuals this realistic and intense was Nightmare: Alternative Life. I can't stress this point enough, the visual quality of this dream was so acute and vibrant it makes my regular dreams seem low resolution. It was extremely stable and consistent, and I'm at a loss to understand why these dreams are so much superior to ordinary dreaming.

I was driving down a main road in the California Bay area called El Camino. It was late afternoon and there was traffic. The flow was moving slowly. The location I was in looked like mesh of two cities I regularly drive through. I looked over one of the rolling hills there which is covered with houses. Suddenly the ground started to violently shake and I heard a huge ripping rumbling noise that muted out all other sounds.

A volcanic stream of gas and lava shot out from behind the hill far into the air like an oil well or water fountain. It was glowing red and orange and raining lava all over the area. I could hear screams and utter panic. Car began to drive off the road and out of lanes. I made a U-turn onto the sidewalk and my tire hit the curb hard and instantly I got a flat. I noticed a Police SUV was also attempting to use the side walk to get closer to the blast...

Just then, another volcanic steam erupted further to the south behind the hill in the direction I was now facing. It became obvious the roads were too chaotic to to drive away on. I jumped out of my car and looked at my tire. It was destroyed. I looked around at the panic and chaos for a moment. I thought "There is no way I can rescue my GF or Mother." I heard a man screaming. I looked up at the hill and there in the distance a person was getting doused with lava.

While he was burning to cinders a Tsunami wave rose up above the height of the hill (which was at least 100ft) I could see through the aqua-green water against the bright sky. It came crashing down through the lava streams and put out the crisping man while still in the process of turning to cinders. I turned and started running full speed in the opposite direction of lave fissures and Tsunami. I started desperately looking for something nearby to climb on top of.

I saw a cement 2-story building just off of El Camino with a large climbable tree next to it. My plan was to use the tree to get on top of the building as quickly as possible. The tree and building were in a depression in the ground. I jumped from the sidewalk area directly into the tree. I turned back and the water was about 20-ft away and quickly came crashing into the building and tree. Instantly the corner of the building exploded into rumble. The roof started to collapse and the tree I was on lost several branches when the water struck.

I jumped out of the tree still heading further east, out of the ditch like area and onto another segment of sidewalk, part of another street running east. Water and junk was pushing me forward. I fell on my face, got up, and started running across the street to another large mostly dirt hill. The shape of the terrain was causing the Tsunami to fan outward before completely flooding the street I was on, but there was still a shallow sheet of water and debris ramming against my back.

I made it to the hill when I started to notice the intense heat coming from behind. The lava gas stream was now emitting hot black smoke and the earth was shaking. I was running up the dirt hill, and falling on my face every few feet. When I was nearly at the top, there was huge clouds of pitch black smoke drifting eastward and engulfing me and other people. My body felt exhausted. I fell again and could feel wind buffeting me from random directions.

I had the clear thought: "Maybe God expects me to die this way."

With my last once of energy I dragged myself to the top of the dirt hill. There were other terrified people staggering to the top of the hill. I looked out to the East towards the bay. The ocean was drawn back and there were rivers of lava merging with ocean water creating columns of steam.

There were no other places to run.

I thought, "I need to call my friends and family but I knew my phone had been soaked." I pulled it out of my pocket and sure enough it was completely dead. I looked at the front of it, and then the back of it, then the front of it again. My phone didn't look right. It was smaller and fatter than real life. On the front of the phone in big white letters was written: "3-Mega Pixels."

I thought: "This is a dream! Because my phone doesn't look like this!" I was relieved, but I really wanted to see what this dream was leading up to so I put my phone back away and "pretended" I wasn't lucid. The lava, flood, and darkness subsided. Not everything was destroyed. There was an apartment building near the hill that's upper floors had survived almost unscathed. A group of people made there way over there as there was no real way to reach any other place. (Things get hazy at this point.)

The survivors began to live in this apartment. Time elapsed in the dream. Days at least. I remember us living like rats. We were cut off, and no one came to help us giving us the impression that this disaster was on a global scale. People were so morbidly depressed I remember one bulky man ripping his shirt of and crying like a baby. I felt so awful for him that I assured him this was nothing more than a dream...

After that, I walked out onto the balcony (a common dream location from my past) and looked out over the bay. Which had swelled larger from the Tsunami. I looked up at the stars and they were crystal clear. I could see the little dipper in the sky. I said out loud "Since I'm only dreaming, how about some meteor strikes now too?" --Nothing happened at first.

But as I starred at the little dipper, a superimposed image appeared over it. A slow fade in of a traditional Santa Clause with a bag of presents and sleigh appeared. I was surprised and disappointed.

Clearly this dream was influenced by the recent tragedy in Japan which I watched live as I was awake late that night.

Supplement: Liquid Gel Multi-vitamin and 500mg B5 directly before bed.

4/6/11

Flood again..

Wish I had logged on in time and write about the previous flood dream I had weeks ago before Japan had gotten hit..
Anyway..
Last night I had a dream about a flood again.. I was in some sort of stadium and it was grey outside..ppl walking around and it look pretty much like a storm..there were other weird things like some zombie looking guy but all i could worry about was the waves on the beach.. they were getting more violent and water started to creep towards where we were standing within the stadium.. we were close to the front area and started to step on water.. So I look out the door and see this wave behind the building about to hit.. I was freaked at how tall this wave was too as well as what was riding with it.. weird creatures..
the wave hits as I close the door and water started to fill the outside.. next the other wave hit in front of the building.. the glass was bending in like plastic.. and I looked behind me to the other ppl saying " I dont think those windows are going to hold back the water!" We were told by some officer in a black suit to go upstairs to get away from the water.. the water was green and blue.. and just kept coming in on us in the area.. i never felt so cold..

Thats all i could recall..

Don't remember much of this one, as it was 3 days or so ago. What I've got is vague.
Also note that I'm a bit scared of elevators so I can consider this a mild nightmare.

I was in an elevator that ran along the outsides of this high-rise building. The elevator was stainless steel and glass (Think giant glass box or Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). It was pretty sunny out, and there was a man with me in the elevator. I'm sure there were others, I just remember the man best because of his facial expression.
All of a sudden the elevator was near the ground and there was a tsunami type wave. However, the water was clear. It continuously rose and you could see cars and plants under the water through the glass. The water began to leak in through the doors and my Toms shoes got wet. The water was cold and slightly sticky. As it rose inch by inch up the glass walls of the elevator, the man behind me was silent. He wore glasses and had a look of hopelessness.

That's all I remember.

March 19, 2011
Lucid Dream 201: What Lurks Below...
Series: Mind of a Gamer, Episode 3
around 11:00am
DILD

Category - Action


I was with a team of random DCs in a large abandoned facility. I was the leader of the team and I had split us up into two groups of three. One group searched the floor we were on and the other (my group) was to take the elevator to the bottom floor. The elevator was like a massive cargo elevator. Me, another guy, and a female wearing glasses and a baseball hat stepped into the elevator. I pressed the button and the doors began to close. Suddenly the female unexpectedly kicks/shoves the guy out of the elevator before the door closes. I reached for my pistol, but it wasn't there. The female had removed her glasses and hat. She was now pointing my gun at me and I realized why she had looked familiar. It was Annette Birkin (from Resident Evil 2). I thought, "Shit! Now what am I going to do." She seemed to understand what I was thinking. She smiled and said, "And now...you help me get my husbands research." I asked her why she couldn't just get it herself and she told me, "You will see soon enough." As the elevator began to slow down, water started pouring in from the bottom of the elevator. The water was up to my knees before the elevator stopped moving and the door opened.

I a short hallway that lead to an all too familiar door (which was half submerged in water). I knew what was behind it, and I thought of a plan. I opened the door and entered into a very large circular room. The entire room was flooded and I was standing on a metal walkway that wrapped around the entire room. I looked at Annette and said, "Follow me...closely." I took off running and noticed a pair of fins approaching. I made it to the closest door and entered as two sharks leapt out of the water and attempted to eat us. We were now in a smaller flooded room. I noticed several smaller sharks swimming around (about 2 foot in length). I hopped up on some floating debris and suddenly became lucid for no apparent reason. I began hopping around on the floating debris as the sharks leapt out of the water and snapped at my legs. Annette had found the suitcase containing the G-Virus kit in a floating dresser. I then leapt into the air and glided back to the door. I opened it up and we exited back into the circular room. As soon as I closed the door a shark jumped up out of the water. I jumped up to meet it, ripped out one of its teeth, and then split its stomach open. Tons of sharks swarmed and started a feeding frenzy on the freshly gutted beast. We ran to the nearest door and entered.

There was no water in the room. It contained a staircase that descended several flights. Once we reached the bottom, there was another door. We entered and found ourselves in department store. There was a holding tank on the far left that house a massive shark. It was neptune from Resident Evil. There seemed to be no one in the store but the two of us. I walked around for a bit until I heard the sound of glass shattering. I looked out toward the direction of the noise and saw a horde of zombies running at us. Suddenly, people came popping out from behind shelves, clothing racks, etc. They all had guns, swords, baseball bats, etc. I battled along with them. I grabbed a mop and began rocking some zombie head. I impaled one zombie through the mouth with the mop and then yanked its head off. After the horde was defeated, I noticed that the leader of these survivors was Michael Jordan and Lebron James.

I thought, "Well, I suppose it makes sense that two of the most athletic people would be able to avoid death by zombie. I talked to them and asked them how they got here. They had lead a group of 22 people into the department store to wait it out for help that never came. There were only 11 of them left. Lebron showed me his stomach which had several bleeding claw marks. I asked if the zombies got him and he told me it happened before we got there. He fought and killed a Hunter that had broken in with his bare hands. I yelled at Anette to bring the anti-virus from her kit. She refused, I laughed and said, "You just wrote your ticket to hell." I noticed she was standing in front of the shark tank. I imagined the scene from the RE Remake and the shark began slamming into the glass. Annette attempted to run away, but I flew over to her and tossed her back in front of the tank. The shark burst through and chomped her clean in half. Her top half was trying ti crawl away, when the shark flopped up and bit off her head. It managed to finish the rest of her off, before MJ put a bullet in its brain. I picked up the suitcase that she had dropped and gave Lebron the anti-virus. I heard shattered glass again, and another horde of zombies entered the store. I awoke while fighting off the zombies.

Wow, 3 lucids in a row involving Resident Evil elements and zombies .

Series Details
With the dream series, "Mind of a Gamer," the gaming world and the dreaming world collide to produce a lucid paradise. Read as I take video game scenarios to the next level. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Despite the title, it has nothing to do with rock music.

16th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

I'm in some sort of park, fighting off an invasion of some sort, before getting into a car and driving off. Later my dreams seems to restart/respawn me at the park battle, only now there were aliens as well, which were reminiscent of the Flood from Halo, except they behaved more like flying squids, aggressive flying squids. I fight a larger creature, which keeps pounding me to the ground with overpowered attacks.

I find the same car I drove off in earlier in the dream and make my escape. I now find myself in Nazi held territory, where I'm being chased down for some reason (Note that I was no longer in the car at this point). I run into a hotel, where the soldiers stop chasing me. I make my way to the top floor, where a female Nazi officer chases me down through some sort of grid. I make my way back to the stairs and head back down, creating a gap by jumping down flights without loss of speed. I hear people running up the stairs as well, I'm trapped.

I turn around and open a door to a hotel room. Dutch people occupy this room, they tell me they'll get me out of here. I fall asleep. When I wake up, the people are gone. Now Nazi soldiers are in the room, laughing at me, or more specifically about the books in my bag. I get up, walk into the bathroom, and take the books back to my actual bedroom. Where I put them down on my desk.

I presumably woke up at this point.

DJ Log: March 6, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: There were a couple of previous dreams, but I have no recall of them. This one is exceptionally clear and vivid, but my recall is suffering this morning.)

I woke up (FA) to it raining really hard outside. I get up and look out the window to see flood water running down the ditch and quite a bit of water running down my driveway. There is mud and large rocks washing down the hill, across my driveway and into the road. Several cars are trying to drive by between the rocks, but some of them are getting washed away. My truck is not in my driveway. It has washed up the hill and is sitting in the ditch up from my driveway. There are a couple of county maintenance vehicles also sitting there. I can see some bright blue flashes of light from the fallen power lines shorting out.

When I woke up, it was actually raining really hard. I'm certain that the sound of the rain on the porch roof outside my bedroom window interrupted the previous dream and brought this one on. I'm certain that I was 2 seconds away from lucidity here. I was just starting to notice that my truck got moved uphill in the flood waters, but woke up too soon.

02/09/2011
"A Flood Runs Through It"

I was in the woods with MR and other friends. He and I were playing our electric guitars (in the woods?), and mine - for some unknown reason - began breaking apart in my hands. Even before that, I had tried keeping up with him, but just couldn't get the right tones. The weather turned ugly, really quickly, and the rain soon came pouring down. We all had to run for cover, which was a roofed pavilion or something, right down an embankment from us. Not able to carry everything at once, I ran down to the pavilion and put my guitar away, and then had to run back up to get my amplifier and gig bag (leaving me to wonder why I didn't just put my guitar in the bag, in the first place).

On the way back, I realized that I was now wearing roller blades. I was surprised by this, and didn't know why the hell I was wearing roller blades in the middle of the woods. The rain was coming down in buckets, though, and I didn't have time to stop and take the skates off. I knew I had to get my amp before it got completely ruined, so I trudged along through the mud with the skates on, ready to ascend the embankment.

Suddenly, a flash flood swept down the embankment toward me, muddy water crashing down around everything, and practically burying me where I stood. I dug my feet in to brace myself, the water now about waist high as it ran down the hill around me. Just up ahead, I saw my amp and gig bag floating down this torrential stream, toward me. They were already completely soaked, but I thought there might still be hope of saving them. Then, off to one side, I could hear one of my friends' dogs, yelping. It was stuck on some perch that was just barely sticking up over the surface of the rushing water, obviously terrified, and I knew it wouldn't be long before it was completely overcome by the surge. Forced with a decision, I decided to save the dog, digging my skates into the soft grass submerged beneath the flood. I stomped over toward the dog, picking him up and holding him to my chest with one hand, trying to keep my balance with the other. The flood proved to be too strong, though, and I was swept down the hill, swimming as hard as I could, while keeping the dog above water. Ever try swimming in a flash flood with roller blades on? It's fucking hard.

I was carried down the embankment, and toward the pavilion. The structure was elevated from the ground, on wooden beams, and the water was rushing down beneath it, just a few inches of space between the surface of the water and the actual floor of the pavilion itself. Trying not to get swept beneath the building - and possibly drown - I grabbed one of the wooden beams, hanging on for dear life while the current tried it's damnedest to force me under the building. It was Hell. I feared the worst, feeling like I wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer, staring into the blackness beneath the building, horrified that I would soon be swept into it.

I woke up before knowing the outcome, though.