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    1. listening to CDs with friend

      by , 05-22-2011 at 12:53 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was with my old friend R in "his bedroom," which looked more like a college dorm. I sat on the floor. The carpet was red. The room was small. The walls seemed to be covered in shelves full of books and CDs. There may have been pieces of fabric hanging from the walls and ceiling, with some kind of hippie designs. To my right I could possibly see a small doorway leading to a bathroom and a kitchen.

      R was standing by the door, like he had come to the apartment just now. We were listening to some new music which he wanted me to hear. It might not have sounded very interesting to me. But at one point there was an electric sound that R pointed out as sounding like the high, spooky notes in a David Bowie song.

      I agreed with R, but I couldn't remember the name of the David Bowie song. But I couldn't let it go. It was one of my favorite songs, so I needed to remember it. Suddenly I had one of the images in my head, the pinkish, electric image of the clown walking in the barren landscape. That helped me. I said, "Ashes to Ashes!"

      R thought that was correct. But just to check he said he would turn on his David Bowie CD to see. We were now over at a niche in the wall which held another shelf, on which was a kind of big, old, clunky looking CD player, surrounded by tons of CDs. I still sat on the floor, now in front of something like a red table.

      R took a CD case for a double-CD album. The case was paper and all white, with fancy, silver cursive on the front. The CD was apparently something like a best of David Bowie collection.

      R played the CD. But where he had started the CD, possibly right in the middle of the album, a Japanese song started playing. R asked who this was. I told him it was Mr. Children, and that they were really good. But I may have stood up and changed to the next song. I wanted to get away from the Mr. Children song, possibly because I didn't feel like we had time to listen to it. I really wanted to hear the David Bowie song.
    2. 3 of 3 - May 10th, 2011

      by , 05-10-2011 at 11:27 PM (Visions in the Dark)
      I am in some sort of alternate universe where technologies are mainly the same but humans live in feudal societies and tame and ride dragons rather than drive cars. I am secretly a princess of a lost dynasty and the last of my family's bloodline. I have long black hair, pale skin and blood red eyes, which are traits of my royal family's genetics, though most people do not realize this. I have been rasied as a commoner by an adoptive family in a place called Moon City but civil war breaks out and we are forced to flee.

      My adoptive mother, brothers and I go to the main city of the continent to stay with some family and friends. Politics is tumoltuous in this city and it is ruled by an authoritorian leader who controls every aspect of the citizen's lives. Every night there is a curfew at sunset and people caught outside after it is implemented are arrested or killed by the security force loyal to the iron fisted leader. It is not as bad as it sounds though and as long as people obey the rules and don't openly oppose the leader then they can live their lives otherwise normally.

      The house we go to is at the end of an alley and only has three bedrooms for almost 10 people to stay in. I get stuck sharing a bed with my brothers and one of my friends. All of the older people are up all night talking about the war in Moon City and I cannot sleep because I am in a strange place and the talk of the older folk worries me so. In the morning my mother, grandmother and aunts go shopping and I wander the neighbourhood to orient myself with my new home. I find a vast, white sand beach and happily dig my bare feet in the sand and dip my toes in the cool water. In the distance I see a handsome young man watching me enjoy the beach. He is sitting on a large black and purple dragon and gazes on me with a withering smile. I do notice him but I pretend not to and ignore him.

      Afterwards I am walking along a marketplace and find a used bookstore. I spend a long time browsing the books and I am so happy and content that I kind of get carried away and forget about the time. I finally buy a book and start reading it on the way home. I am walking slowly and so intrigued with my book that I do not notice the sun beginning to set and the streets becoming empty. I finally snap out of my reverie when I am at the far end of the alleyway where my grandma's house is and though I am kind of scared I know that I do not have very far to go. I begin walking briskly but I do not notice the four or five patrol officers appear behind me riding thier massive green and black dragons.

      One of them yells at me and when I turn around they all jump off their dragons and force my back up against a wall. They begin shoving me and demanding to see identification and when I produce my passport they throw it on the ground and begin harassing me for not being a native citizen. They ignore my fearful protests and two of them grab me, turn me around so that my back is facing them and pin me to the wall. Another of the guards starts frisking me roughly and inappropriately by putting his hand under my skirt and rubbing between my legs. I try to scream but one of the guards covers my mouth with a gloved hand and they all start laughing and cajolling me as the assault continues.

      Suddenly a voice shouts down the alleyway and the offending guards snap to attention and let me go. The young man who had been watching me on the beach approaches, riding his mighty purple and black dragon, and demands to know if the soldiers have anything better to do than harass young girls. One of the soldiers starts to stammer and answer but the young muscular man shouts at them that this kind of thing is not what his father is paying them for and he screams at them to beat it, which they do with much haste.

      He gets off his dragon, picks up my passport from the ground and asks me if I am all right. I kind of glare at him with anger and indignation. How the hell does he think I feel after being sexually assaulted? The young man can see they I am distraught, laughs at himself and conceeds that it was a stupid question. He introduces as Mordred and tells me that he is the son of the man who rules this city. He looks over my passport and then seems to inspect me withis sharp and intense gaze before handing my id back. He asks me a few questions about why I left Moon City and I answer as I can.

      He offers to escort me home but I am suspicious and worried that he will take advantage of me too. I am able to tell him that my grandmother's place is just down the street and we walks with me there, his dragon following closely behind. The young man gives me a cell phone and tells me that I can call him on it at any time if anyone else gives me trouble while I am in his city. After he sees be home and bids me goodnight I watch him ride his dragon away through one of the few windows in the house.

      I do not tell my family what happened and the next day I stick very close to my mom and aunts as they travel to a large multi-storey mall for some shopping. I don't know why but it soon seems that I am there by myself and wander past the shops slowly and with much disinterest. I come across a food gallery of sorts but the dream distorts somewhat and while I can see the kind of food being served, I cannot read the menus and names of the food stores for some reason. Near one store that looks like a Taco Bell, I find a glass display case with many little ancient egyptian crafts and I spend some time admiring a little statue of a seated goddess Sekhmet.

      A voice suddenly announces over the intercome that sunset will happen in about an hour and everyone is advised to go home. I am on the second floor of the mall and head towards an elevator, trying to avoid the man people scrambling around as if in a panic. I come across one elevator and there is a stroller nearby with a baby in it, but no adults in sight. I don't know what to do so I just get on the elevator but I am confused by the buttons on it. There are many buttons but none are labelled or clear and I cannot tell which button to press to go down. I make a guess and push one but instead of going to another floor the elevator starts moving along a track from one side of the mall to another.

      I get out on the otherside in frustration and come across another adandoned baby in a stroller. People are running around ignore it so I do to. I am starting to panic because I don't know how I am going to get to the main floor to exit the mall before sunset, let alone make it all the way home before it gets dark completely. I try another elevator (and pass many more abadoned babies in strollers - I think I counted five in total this time) and luckily I find one where there is a woman with two children waiting to get on. I am hoping that the woman will know how to use it and slip in first, but she pushes her children in and then allows the door to close, apparently content to adandon her childred as well.

      I am panicking and don't know what to do because the elevator is not moving and I don't know how to open the door electronically. I pull the doors apart physically but watch in horror as the two children slip between the space from the elevator to the floor and fall down the shaft. Suddenly the elevator starts moving and goes down to the main floor. When I get out of it I find the woman from upstairs holding one of her children as if nothing had happened.

      It is almost dark outside and I am approaching the front doors of the mall when an army of masked soldiers in blue riot gear pushes their way in. The leader of the group points to me and says "There she is - that's the princess." The other soldiers pull out their guns and start shooting in my direction. I run as fast as I can and through a door into a dark room. I pull out the cell phone that Mordred gave me and call the number that is on speed dial. When I hear his voice I break down and start crying and tell him that people are trying to kill me. He tells me to stay where I am and that he will be there soon.

      I don't know why the soldiers in blue do not located me, but I can hear them searching through the mall and shooting any straggler shoppers they find, since it is now dark outside. I am very scared and can only hope that my adoptive family made it home a long time ago. I am also confused as to how these soldiers know that a I secretly a princess.

      A vent opens on the otherside of the dark room I am in and Mordred appears and tells me to follow him. Down the shaft and into the basement we go and we get on a service elevator that goes down deep underneath the mall and to a long forgotten underground street. His dragon is there and we get on and follow the tunnel to where it comes back above ground on the other side of the city. Along the way Mordred tells me that his father's spies have figured out that I am the long lost princess and has ordered my exection because he does not want anything to threaten his hold of power over this part of the land.

      I cannot remember the end of the dream but I think Mordred and I run away together and away from the city.


      (A lot of Dragon Booster influences in this dream.)
    3. Link and the colonial mansion.

      by , 05-07-2011 at 10:49 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      (There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)


      I cannot remember the beginning of this dream but the main character is Link from the Ledgend of Zelda series, but instead of a green tunic he is wearing jeans, t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He is also carrying a dark blue napsack over his sholder and does not have a sword. It is night and Link is walking through a small town that looks abandoned. All the lights are out and there are no cars or people on the streets. The houses and buildings lining the street are completely dark and even the street lamps are out. The only source of light is the full moon.


      The town gives way to a huge parkspace with many trees and cobblestone paths. In the very center of the park is a colonial mansion sitting in from of a large stone fountain. Link is drawn towards the colonial mansion because there are lights burning on the bottom floor and he thinks it may not be abandoned like the rest of the town seems to be.

      As Link approaches the house he sees a young woman standing alone near the corinthian pillars at the house's front facade. Suddenly a black van comes speeding up to the house's driveway and stops right in front of the fountain. A heavy built, beaded man jumps out of the van and grabs the young woman and throws her down on the ground. The hairy man undos his pants and tries to rape the young woman but Link jumps in and hits the man with his napsack. The young woman runs away as Link kicks the rapist in the head a few times. The hairy man crawls back into his van and tries to drive away but crashes his van into the fountain, causing water to flood the mansion's driveway.

      Link can suddenly hear many voices coming from inside the house, as well as rock music, and follows the sounds to a large room where many people are sitting around little tables drinking beer while a live band plays in the back. It actually looks like Link has just stepped into a seedy bar of somekind, the only difference being the large bay windows that look out over the park.

      There is a man in a dark suit of great importance at the largest table, surrounded by body guards and gyrating women, and he signals to Link to join him at the table. They have a conversation but I cannot remember what was said now, though near the end I vaguely remember Link telling the other man that he does not want to be enemies anymore and is just trying to get along with him, or something.

      Updated 08-21-2011 at 09:53 AM by 6048

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    4. Too Many Fingers

      by , 03-06-2011 at 03:39 PM (My Sleepy Mind 2010/2011)
      Original Date: 3/6/2011
      Type: New - Lucid
      Dream:

      I was in my living room (not exact, but it was mine) and everything was so realistic, like no dream I have ever had (and mine are usually pretty vivid, yet a bit cloudy), so crisp. I suddenly thought about dreaming and how I might be, my body felt weird in the dream, like tingly and light. So I actually remembered to do an RC! (This has never happened to me!) So I did the one I like the most, I looked at my hands and counted my fingers. At first, there were 10, so I was going to stick my fingers through my hand, but decided to count again... and this time there were 11, my pinkie finger on my left hand had an extra finger!! So then I knew I was dreaming.... I was trying to get a handle on it, and stabilize myself, but I was so excited, I could feel myself sort of getting pulled in and out of the concentration of the dream. - Now for some reason, this is the part of my dream that confused me. I went to the kitchen and decided to "roll out of my body" and rolled onto the floor (and I could hear my real body falling on the floor in the bedroom. I wanted to go look at my real body sleeping, but I got distracted with something else.) and then the last thing I remembered was going back into the living room, laying on the floor face down, and closing my eyes. I could then hear someone walking/stomping their feet and coming closer to me, I was terrified, and then (still with my eyes closed) I could feel them grabbing and pulling on the back bottom of my shirt, trying to yank me. I was really freakin scared at this, I had the urge to twist around and kick them away from me with my leg, but I was so scared that I woke up.

      Feelings:
      Excitement, experimental, memory, fear, scared

      Objective Context:
      A week ago I was reading "School of Out of Body Travel - 1 A Practical Guidebook" and wasn't really having success and was busy throughout the week, so I stopped my attempts. I have also been getting into the habit of doing RCs all throughout the day, usually counting my fingers and sticking them through my hands.
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