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The beginning of the dream eludes me, but my memory begins with me already lucid. I am in a place I've never been before, a small pasture, surrounded by hills on 3 sides and leading to the ocean on the other. Opposite the ocean is a small house/cottage up on the hill, I began somewhere near here. Knowing that I was dreaming, I decided to go for a bit of a fly. I jump up in the air and propel myself forward - the wind flapping my clothes and hair. I took a dive towards the ground and flipped upside down, flying backwards down the hill. I drop, gently rubbing against the ground as I continue to push as I fly. I remember thinking about the strange warmth it produced instead of pain, and how it shouldn't tear the shirt I was wearing. I get back upright and fly back towards the cottage on the hill.

Inside, fOrceez's little brother is set up as a clue to complete the ToTM, as he's completely dressed in Mjolnir armour from the Halo series. Oh, right! I should do the ToTM! I look in a mirror and start to create the armour around me. Almost like in Iron Man, the armour starts latching around my arms, legs, body and head. I can still see perfectly clearly, no helmet or visor obstructs my view - but I'm now decked out in full yellow armour!



I move my arms around, jump up and down, it was incredibly light and offered no resistance - feeling as though it actually increased the speed and power of my movements. I go back outside and look out over the hills. I point my hands down at the ground and push - this is one of the first times I've tried to use Iron Man rocket-style flying but boy is it good. I flew around the hills for a while, and some time later lose lucidity - though quite how I am not sure.

Dream – Lucid

I was with some people from work. I remember for sure that Bart was there, and so was this guy that works next door at the Music and Arts Center. We were getting ready to go to some water park party thing that was only supposed to be for celebrities. The guy from Music and Arts was supposed to be serving there or something.

We get into the party and walk around. The park is huge. It was evening. I don’t remember any specific celebs being there, but there were some people there. It wasn’t super crowded.

As we walked, I remember seeing a tiki hut like structure that we walked under. I also remember approaching and talking to Music and Arts guy as he was working. He was only wearing swimming trunks. I want to say they were red. I remember feeling happy and a little nervous to talk to him, since he's kinda cute.

We then were about to enter a part of the park where we couldn’t wear clothes, just bathing suits. Bart, some others that I can’t remember, and I found a place where people had set all their personal items and clothing. They were all just sitting on the ground next to beams supporting some structure. I started to take my clothes off, and noticed I was wearing an
extremely skimpy bikini, which was white with red lining the edges with a red flower on one of the breasts.

~

I was seeing an overview what looked like the world where Obi Wan fought Darth Vader in Episode III of Star Wars, though it looked more colorful. I knew they were supposed to battle soon.

I was then by a building standing on some rock. Jason was with me. It looked like dusk on the planet we were on. There were these machines lifting hot metal beams out of the molten metal covering most of the planet, which was sectioned out into different colors. The colors were darker hues of purple, red, blue, and I think green, though I can’t remember the green for certain. There were small metal platforms where the machines would place the hot metal beams. Jason was standing very close to one, and a machine started to quickly move a metal beam towards it. I told him to watch out, and he ran right before it hit him. That happened again and grazed his head, but nothing more.

Then, as a big metal box frame was being pulled out, I realized I was dreaming. As I realized this, I knew nothing could hurt either of us. I ran up to Jason, smiling, and wanted to badly to tell him we were dreaming, but for some reason, the words wouldn’t come out. It was like there was some mental block. I had my arms around his neck.

I then saw some other people, a group of 3 or 4, though I can’t remember who they were specifically. I wanted to tell them it was a dream too, but the same thing happened and I just didn’t do it, though I had run up to them to tell them.

I then headed towards the molten metal. I knew it wouldn’t hurt me, so I started to wade through it. It just felt kind of lukewarm. It was also pretty shallow, only going up midway past my ankles. I waded into different colors, wondering whether or not they would feel the same or warmer or cooler. I was a little scared of the orangey-red, because I thought it would be the warmest.

I also dodged some beams while I was in there.

I was then back where I started with Jason. I told him we were going to go somewhere else. I decided on the beach. I put my arms around his neck and looked at him, and noticed I was looking at myself; like I was seeing myself from his POV or something, because I was seeing me from where he was standing. It was weird. I closed my eyes and thought of the
beach, only to wake up upon opening them. -_- So much for that.

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I was outside my house in the front yard, and knew I was dreaming immediately. It was nighttime outside. I decided to fly. I flew up into the air, but could only go so high; I was having some trouble. I guess I hadn’t flown in awhile, maybe that had something to do with it. Anyway, I wanted to get on the roof of my house, but I couldn’t get high enough. I remember the house looking a little different, with elegant domes all over the roof.

I kept almost landing and having to “swim” through the air to get myself up higher. There was always the point, though, where I couldn’t get any higher. Ugh.

I flew towards the house and tried to grab on to the edge of the roof, but as I did, I woke up.

November 21, 2011

Synopsis: A hospital clinic is just behind my closet door, and its headed by pure evil

Note: Im sure the dream is a metaphor I can't figure out!

Closet Clinic
Dad wants me to take him to small hospital clinic. For some reason I know this clinic because I'm there everyday - even though I'm neither a patient or a doctor. I drive him over and take him to the back entrance, I've spent hours roaming the hospital so I knew where all the doctor rooms were.

"You can just go in that room and a doctor will eventually show up"

But he thought it was weird to just sneak into a hospital like that. So we walked all through the hospital just to make it to the front lobby where he can wait his turn properly. Now I know my relationship to the hospital. I tell dad, "I'll be nearby. My bed is just over there."

The hospital clinic is just right through my closet door!

I left dad alone and relaxed in my room. Laying down on my bed, I stared at the eerie glow emanating from the closet door. Now and then I'd open the door to check on dad. The door was like a portal and opened up to any part of the clinic I wanted to see.

But apparently I was seeing too much. I started to get a sense that someone didn't like how easily I can spy and intrude on the hospital clinic. A male presence. Angry.

I asked a few of the nurses if they had felt this presence. They come in my bedroom to talk in secret and they tell me about the head of the hospital, an evil man. Some even went as far as to say he was the devil.

I hoped that dad was okay and that some twisted experiment wasn't being performed on him!

Suddenly my closet door swings open on its own. Its facing down a long hallway, at the end of the hallway was a room - black and red. I can see the tall lean figure sitting on the other end.

If it wasn't for the dream being a bit foggy, this scene would have been totally ape shit freaky. Thankfully, thanks to foggy-dream-ness, it was just weird.

The nurses warn me! "He's coming for you!"

Shit! I gotta get out of here! I slam the closet door. What to do? What to do? I jump out my window and try to fly away. He chases after me and uses dark magical attacks. I dispel each one with my left hand. "You can't hurt me!"

But I was completely stuck. The dream environment was a square. The landscape had walls. The sky had a ceiling. I retreated back to my bedroom as his prisoner. He told me I could never leave, and then went back to his duties at the hospital.

Well, I just can't stay here.

I try again. I fly out my window and this time I really focus on exiting this landscape. There's a posted sign, its not really sign. I don't remember words or pictures or anything. But there was a sign, and somehow the sign let me know that just past it was a peaceful heavenly realm free of evil. Great! I look for a small entrance and squeeze my way through.

When they said heavenly I was expecting something a little more - I dunno - colorful?

The heavenly realm was bleak. Imagine cardboard boxes stacked to look like buildings. Still the people were nice and warmly greeted me. They told me more about this place

"Here, all your thoughts manifest. Go ahead and try it"

There was this weird device in front of me, so I tried rearranging its configuration. I imagined the buttons would follow where ever my fingers moved. The buttons moved so fluidly it was awesome. I started playing with my environment more.

A girl was using her imagination to color the cardboard buildings, now covered in linen.

"Whats with these ugly buildings anyways?"

"Well they used to be oh so colorful, but then we got tired of all the colors so we toned the place down a bit. But I think we can try introducing color again slowly"

BANG.....BANG.....

Something is trying to break through the barrier of the heavenly realm. "Its him! He's come for me!"

BANG.......BANG......

"Seal it up!"

Already two magic doors appeared - and they were unlocked. Everyone races to the doors and seal it with prayers written on paper, like in anime. We sealed the doors but he still broke in. I was ready to stand up to him, and so were my new friends. But I woke up at that point.

Musical Glide:
The first dream of this night, I was in a open place on a way that went down a really long way. I sorta started to glide down there and the music (for the first time) involved primarily music (there was music in reality but the track in the dream was completely independent), it really got my bashed mood (fell asleep with a terrible mood) high up and simply induced an overall awesome feeling.

Limes and Stuff:
I was in a city and the dream primarily involved Limes (Green ones as well as unripe yellow ones) on a tree in the middle of a city. I remember having a conversation with a bunch of DCs about the limes.

Odd memory:
I was back in my old favourite boarding school. I was recalling different (unreal) states of my boarding school, especially two big ones, one symbolized by blue the other by red. There was also a logo for the school which changed together with the phase (the first logo looked a lot like the one of my current city).

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in a park, possibly as part of a school group. We all had to run a mile course around the park. For some reason this seemed like a lot to me.

We started running on a narrow dirt path. There was a dense row of short trees or tall shrubs, like junipers, to our left. I didn't really see anybody, and I myself felt like I was disembodied and floating over the dirt trail.

We worked our way up a hill and then turned left, out onto a wide lawn of dry, tan grass. To the right was a residential area. I don't think it was a part of the course, but I ran out there anyway.

My sister may have been with me. We went up one street, then turned back down it and headed toward the park. We then turned up another street, which curved around to the right a bit.

Just around the curve we saw a group of "gangsters" standing all the way across the road, blocking the street. The "gangsters" were a group of four or five tall, white boys wearing baggy jeans and t-shirts.

I knew those guys were nothing but trouble, especially for some guy and girl by themselves. So I turned myself and my sister around. We were walking by this time.

I was still afraid of the "gangsters" up the block, but I kept walking calmly. I was a little worried about whether my sister (who may also have been like my girlfriend) would think I was a coward for being so afraid.

As we approached the park, where I saw a few of my classmates (?) milling around after the run, I heard some hip-hop style song that I knew was popular. It was called "Destiny." (I had the melody in my head for a while, but I can't remember it now.)

I suddenly got really afraid. It was like I'd gotten so close to safety, I didn't want to lose it now by having the "gangsters" catch up with me. So I ran all the way into the park, and even past some small pine tree twenty or thirty meters into the park.

Dream #2

Two boys were driving a car on some road through the forest. The boys were both white, smart-looking, with kind of shaggy hairdos. One of the boys may have worn glasses. Some 1970s style song was playing on the car's radio.

The forest outside looked fake, almost as if it were a slightly grainy or overexposed projection, like for a music video. The view of the forest then changed to a view of fields of some kind of red-purple, thistly flower (which I'm pretty sure I mistakenly thought of as poppies).

The song also changed. It had previously been acoustic. But now, playing the same tune, it became electric.

I knew that something bad was going to happen. The music had become too "fateful." And now the car crashed into a tree. I may have thought at first that the boys were dead. But they were now outside the car, standing as if hiding behind it, looking out for some place they could go for refuge.

The two boys were on the outskirts of a college town. I may have thought it was Oxford. I was now in the scene, possibly as one of the boys or as myself. There was a tall church behind another, shorter building. The church seemed to be made of tan colored stone.

An old man pointed the church out to us as one of the most famous buildings in this town. I mentioned another church, probably designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. The man sighed in disgust and waved me off. He may have made a comment about how modern architecture isn't any good.

I was now in some different area, walking away from a different old man and a couple other people, possibly including a woman. The old man made a comment to the woman about how she should be careful, because it was going to rain today.

I walked down a straight road with flat fields of tall, tan grass (?) on either side of me. I wondered if it really would rain. It was so sunny right now. I didn't see how it could rain.

But suddenly it started raining. It was a pretty heavy rain, and there were no clouds in the sky. I thought that it would only get worse once the clouds got here. I knew that would be terrible. I had a long way to walk, and no umbrella. I'd be soaking wet when I got home.

I decided to fly home. I simply levitated myself into the air. I got three or four meters above the ground. Soon after I started flying, it stopped raining.

But I felt unstable, like I could fall at any minute. To stabilize myself I pulled off my backpack (?). I re-fit it to myself, so that I was now using some bottom flap and belt-like straps as a seat. I now had a a lot more stability.

I was pretty excited that I was flying "in waking life." But I told myself it was nothing unusual, and that as long as I stayed calm I'd keep flying.

I flew up toward a pretty thick intersection of power lines. I thought I'd fly over them, as "in the past" I'd always flown under them. It was tough, though, from this distance, to get a steep enough angle where I could fly over the wires.

Suddenly my sister was with me. I now saw some insulating coils connecting the wires to the poles. My sister, apparently thinking the coils were transformers, cried out, "Pop 'em! Pop 'em!" It was like she thought I could explode transformers with my mind.

I may have tried to explain to my sister that I wasn't trying to focus on that right now. But suddenly we veered away from the road and the power lines. We went off to the left over a field, but probably near another road.

I could see that up ahead was an intersection with a few buildings and shops, like a kind of busy rest station out on a long highway. But I was suddenly afraid to get up there. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see the place once I got there, as if I didn't have enough "imagination" for it.

I may have tried to remind myself that this was waking life, not a dream. If this was waking life, I wouldn't have to "imagine" that busy rest area. It would just be there.

But my fear was too much for me. And I landed in the field. My sister and I turned around and walked back toward the road we'd veered off from. There was now a big mountain on the other side of the road. The road itself may have been a little up on the mountain's face.

Dream #3

I was in "my family's bathroom" with my sister. My sister was telling me something about how to take a shower. It was pretty inconvenient, because there was something cluttering up the bathtub.

My sister was now gone, and I was all by myself. But, in the place of a toilet, my sister had left something like a gigantic potty-training seat, which was blocking up a lot of the bathroom. On top of that, there was something like a big head from an almost life sized action figure on the toilet seat.

I thought something to myself like, Isn't that just like my sister? To leave intruding signs of her presence, even when she isn't here? (My sister is *not* like that IWL.) But I decided not to be bothered by it. I'd just go take a shower.

But as I was getting into the shower, my mom banged on the door. She said, "I've got some bad stuff on you! Now I know what you've done to those kids!"

I thought, All my life I've been waiting for my mom to pin some kind of big thing on me. And I always knew it would have something to do with kids. There's nothing she could legitimately blame me for. But I'll find out what she's going to try and pin on me.

So I left the bathroom. My mom was sitting in the living room with my nephews, who were all little. My mom said, "You bought those kids Transformers for Christmas! You know they can't transform those things. It's just too frustrating for them. Plus, the parts break off! That's too dangerous."

My mom was playing with a little, yellow Transformer, about the color of a Caterpillar tractor. The Transformer had a little button on its chest.

I agreed with my mom that I'd made a bad choice in toys for my nephews. But I couldn't see how that would make me a bad person.

I looked up or over to a long set of drawers. On top of the drawers there stood a big toy. It was green and plastic, and it looked like a weird mix between a Venus Fly-Trap and a crane. The claw-scoop of the crane was connected to the rest of the toy by a black, elastic string.

The claw-scoop was closed, but I saw out of the top of it some pieces of what looked like a gigantic version of the Transformer Optimus Prime. Put together, I guessed, this Optimus Prime toy must have been almost a meter tall!

I got the idea that you could break apart the Optimus Prime toy. Then you could make the crane pick up the broken pieces. But -- somehow -- when the claw-scoop opened, it would actually move all the pieces together in such a way that the toy would be reconstructed.

March 9th: I had been in a library discussing life in general with an older man, but eventually we got to the topic of dreams and he chuckled a little as he said " You haven't realized it yet? You happen to be dreaming. I quickly became lucid and made a crazy jump kick towards the old man in attempt to harness fire (that failed, but the kick looked cool) from my feet and test skills, but I awoke before the kick could connect with the man. I speculate if this man may have been my dream guide.. if so it would make sense that he hasn't shown himself since; he may think i'm not ready to see him again.

had lding in the back of my mind before sleep and after watching baccano.

October 14th: I was with a new group of friends, it felt odd though because they claimed to be an awkward group, but they were just a bit annoying.
The next phase in the dream I was with only one of the girls in the group, she looked like Ennis from Baccano, she had ice super powers and a rock ufo that could fly around with her. We flew over a lake at night, she managed to keep me up somehow, then we landed in an area that was a field of rainbow colored benches that were multicolored (for each bench) and morphing colors in a matter of a second. We both sat down to talk for a little bit. The first thing she told me was that I was dreaming, not willing to let this go by I repeated " I'm dreaming" lucidity immediately ensued and I jumped into the air and flew near a skyscraper, the sky and ground now had become white with no perception of it as a material, then I continued to fly around for a few more minutes. I soon realized flying was one of my lesser goals; I needed to search for my dream guide instead. I searched everywhere and saw Michael Jordan, Scooby and Shaggy, a woman and other people. At one point Michael spilled milk on the woman and I sucked it off with my hand like a vacuum. I soon found a door slightly opened and decided to use the door to search for my dream guide. When I opened it I saw a drawl looking house and remember a woman swiftly ran from my view in towels. after that my dream faded too quickly to reverse.
I believe either the old man, ennis, or the woman in the house is my dream guide, but at the same time they might not be my dream guide at all

I'm pretty sure it's good I went lucid a few times, I wasn't trying at all during that time, but now I'm back and ready to increase my LD ratio and find my dream guide

I feel SP vibrations and I stay calm with them, I then feel a change in my body, as if my body has changed shape and something is flowing around in me, this is usually the sign that I have entered my dream body and am ready to get up, so I get up and find it really hard to do so at first but I overcome anyway. I try to go on the computer in my room but the mouse sensitivity is way too high to use so I give up. I downstairs and see my brother aunt and mom in the kitchen, I start punching my brother in the face really hard, and it doesn't effect him like it should. Its still funny tho, then I go and annoy my mom, I take a bottle of whiskey from my dads alcohol and start taking some and I don't like the taste. I go outside and fly to the top of a house, I go inside and find some people, I look for the guys wife but instead find some other really skinny girl who will only, "have fun" if we can film edit it or something, I agree and tell her I love her, and we go to the kitchen to do the dirty, she lies on the ground and I pick her up and try to "enter" but can't. The dream ends but I stay still and DEILD. I wake up and stabilize but I'm inside a dark house, which doesn't look like mine, I break through what appears to be my curtains, both the glass and the blinds, and go out, seeing the same house as last time which i try to enter, I see a girl who wants me to finger her, and I comply, and she tells me she'll be fine, it won't hurt, but she does look hurt. Some creepy old lady watching starts laughing and I decide to leave, and go to my school to do the TOTM, and I break through some of the house walls after travelling through a tunnel. My school looks normal, except there are a whole bunhc of cars around it, and theres a huge parking lot, its bigger, so much more commotion and traffic around it and I soon wake up.

Lucid Dream:

I remember being somewhat lucid and "falling" though the streets. It was like I was flying to get somewhere, but I wasn't going fast enough, so I let myself fall. I have never tried that before. It was wonderful. It had all the sensations of falling down, but in this case I was falling horizontally. I tried to catch and remember all the street names as I zoomed by. The only ones I remember were "Compost St" and "Mire St". Odd names, but I'm glad I remembered at least two.

I feel like this dream was a breakthrough for me. Maybe this "falling" concept is what I need to fly faster. I'm really good at falling. And I enjoy it so much. So why not fall forward instead of down?

I was in the Mensa of a unknown boarding school, someone was complaining about the knives being nearly unable to cut buns at all, I told him that I already knew knives which were completely incapable of cutting buns and that at the boarding school I was talking about (Talenta) the spoons were used to cut the buns instead of the knives (this is indeed a true story out of reality, god those friggin’ knives…). I was making myself raw sandwiches (with cheese and salami) which I would toast back in my roam where I had a sandwich toaster (again these sandwiches came unchanged right out of the reality, along with the toaster). As I returned from the Mensa (happened with a small gap, and strangely I was in Talenta) I was talking about something with one of the housemasters (which strangely was not older than me), something different came up and he went outside followed by 2 girls, I had something to do for a moment as well. After that I went out to search him in the building, and after a short moment I found him in one of the bureaus. I saw a sort of tooltip over his head, which a title (it was pretty long but I don’t remember everything, something like “…Anti-Khaak-SSSe”). With another gap I met up with my girlfriend and another girl my girlfriend knew, in a big building which was new to me, it was pretty bright and the roof was mostly made out of glass.
They were playing games in a N64 like console; it had generally bad graphics on the screen (you even had to readjust for every single game), but it was equipped with all types of controllers for all limbs and a virtual reality device. Somewhere in the middle of these games we went over to another TV in this building, which was left from us. For some reason they started to watch a Hentai (porn), and apparently I already knew (from ratings or whatever) that it was a pretty bad movie. I saw 2 girls strapped to crosses and there were 2 other girls talking about how they were bad and something devil like. For a moment the TV faded and I saw the scene like reality. One of the restricted girls said: “And you call me a devil!” to one of the free girls, which actually had blue skin, black hair and a thick strange tail. Without saying anything she got rid of that skin and the tail, which apparently was just a costume. I got pretty bored of this and since rape was about to be happening in this movie I had no intentions of continuing to watch this; we were at the console again.
At some part of the game I was in the virtual reality interface and I was seeing earth from space, I still saw a cube which had something to do with the game and there was a lot more blue surrounding earth, likely water. From there on it was 3rd person for a while and I saw a shuttle flying towards earth, and a voice explained me a lot of partially correct physics (like a documentary). I got to see a small thermal video of this shuttle, still flying down, where I saw how the heat builds up at the tip of the shuttle. At some point the within the thermal video the shuttle entered the ring of water, and the voice told me that at 5000°C a C-Liquid would be generated at the tip of the shuttle, which would stick to the shuttle and keep the heat there, I also started seeing normally again. This C-Liquid was black. And that at a higher temperature (5500°C I think) this liquid would gain fat like properties, making the liquid still stick to the shuttle. But the liquid would then be unable to stick together to a big bubble on front of the shuttle like it did before. I saw black streams of this liquid flow besides the shuttle.
After another short gap I found myself back on earth, the topic was still (space) travel. I got to saw a lot of unrefined glider and rocket prototypes. The voice explained that some of those rockets might soon take us further than anything has done before. I was still in a documentary but got my body back, I tested one of the glider prototypes. It was square shaped with a few fins and a round section in the middle, equipped with some sort of round gliding blade (whatever it really was, hard to explain). It was pretty small, maybe 50cmx50cm. However without any special power source it was able to carry me downhill without me touching the ground once and it was also pretty easy to control. It wasn’t perfect but the construction was pretty neat actually (that is if it would work in real life).

Me Jo and my bro are all in a building walking around, we see some familiar people and some I don’t reall recognize. Apparenly we are in really big church builing, it’s the size of a mall and its actually really huge Me and jo walk around visiting places seeing stuff and looking around. We go ino a restroom and some guy tries to grab johanes iphone case apparently and we get mad and say why would you steal in a church. We walk out but later decide that we want to find the guy who tried to do it, I think I see him but then we run somewhere else, I see a guy with a gun call johane and try to lure him into coming near him. Hes on the left in some convenience store. I quickly run in after him and try to warn jo, and I’m scared but then I realize, this is ll just a dream, it cant really be happeneing!. I become lucid and aware and I RC. Then I fly onto the top of the area and find the guy crawling on the ground trying to sneak by my friend and kill him, so I start divebombing near him, and yelling kamehameha, instead of using it, I kick him in the face, and the dream starts fading so I stabilize. I end up in my room, false awakening and I try to write the dream on my laptop beside my bed, but I start feeling SP vibrations hit me and also realize that this is still a dream. I experience sleep paralysis vibrations, very loud noises and a turning over of my body floating in bed and I get up lucid. I yell at my house lights to turn on and they do but too bright, making my vision blurry. I try commanding my eyes to open but I try too hard and instead I open my real eyes and become awake.

SP was hitting me so hard over and over last night, so I finally relaxed and took advantage of it

I arrive in my room after a crazy amount of SP. I immediately start searching for Kaomea. I head outside, and fly down the street. I notice there's a huge X in a near by field. I go up to it, and I see a dial right in the middle of it. It has "NSWE" on it and geographically all the letters were pointing in the correct location. I look back at it, and the letters are jumbled. I touched one of them, and it turned into a number. I touched another one, and it too became a number, and both of them disappeared. I did this again, and those numbers popped back up. There was a pattern to this. Eventually I figured it out, and when all the letters and numbers disappeared, the dial upended up and there was this small key chain sized shotgun with a letter that said "from dave".

Recall is kinda jacked up from here...but I remember trying to use it against some animals that were trying to attack me.

After several weeks of trying, my MILD finally took effect last night!

1) I was among a large crowd of people in some building with rather unusual architecture; very complicated pathways and such. Suddenly, a huge creature somewhat like a dragon swooped down from the sky and began attacking. And this thing was huge--it dwarfed the building which held around 300 people. At first I was just plain running away from it, but suddenly something clicked in my brain. "You know this is a dream." I thought, as if my waking self was speaking to my dream self. "This is a dream?" I looked around me at all the chaos. "Ohhhh, right! This is a dream! This. Is. A. Dream. THIS IS A DREAM!" I repeated that phrase until it sank in fully and I was happily able to say "I am lucid!" Then, rather than run away, I marched around a corner and up a few steps so I was standing on the roof of the building, practically staring the behemoth in the face. It roared like thunder at me and looked like it was going to charge or something, but I flew up into the air, used telekinesis to grab hold of the creature before it could do any damage, then I crumpled it up, breaking every bone I could in the process, before completely obliterating it into nothingness. Unfortunately though, with the really strange part of the dream gone, as soon as I landed I lost lucidity due to my surroundings being pretty normal again.

Dream Signs: being somewhere without remembering getting there, dream-like environments, highly unusual events

Glad to see I still have a grip on dream control...to be honest I was somewhat afraid I would have lost that after so long with not lucid dreaming, but it's still there!

In memoriam.

??.??.2011

Death (Of a Friend) (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



Fog encases the night, as I float there, hovering just above the street. Lights, headlamps, stream in from either side, a slow procession of ghastly vehicles, barely visible in chill, dry air.

I'm fading.

“Interesting, aren't they?” A voice speaks out in the dark, calling me back to the dream.

Tensing, I turn to see a mass of formless darkness, floating just beside me. An enemy, I conclude.

“Relax,” it says, “It's not like you can do anything to me, anyways.”

Is that. . . a grin. . ? Definitely a grin.

“Watch me.”

I cut away from myself, manipulating my most basic thought, the structure of the dream, calling, summoning. . . creating death. The manifestation of my intent appears, taking the form of a reaper, scythe and all.

“Ha, you can't kill me,” it says almost jovially as the reaper's scythe cuts down and I throw in the final touches, the final pattern, instantly wiping the mass of darkness, and whatever sentience it held, into non-existence. . .

He never knew what hit him.

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DJ Log: October 31, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am working on the interior of a commercial building with several other guys. We are walking around on top of the walls, installing the hangers for a suspended ceiling. I'm joking around with one of the guys about taking down the ladder while someone is working up on the walls. When I go to get down from the wall, the ladder is gone. I step off the wall and float down to the ground. The other guys stop and give me a really strange look as I pick up the ladder and crumple it up into a ball, then throw it into a trash can. I pick up a packet of the ceiling hanger brackets, then float back up to the top of the wall and continue working.

Lucid Dream:

This seemed like a long dream. But at this time it's fairly mixed up in my mind. I remember parts, but I am unsure how they fit together. So there will be some guessing.

I remember walking down the street with a group of people. I could see little alligators coming out to the sidewalk. I thought it was amazing and cool. I had never seen alligators on the streets like this. I pulled out my camera. But my camera was having problems and wasn't taking pictures. I felt frustrated at first. Then I thought, "But this is just a dream--why do I even care about getting pictures of alligators at all. Well, because alligators are cool. I have to keep trying to get my camera to work."

But then, of course, I suddenly realized that if this was just a dream then I should do something else. So I flew up in the air.

But this is where I get mixed up. I think I was suddenly with Jeff. I flew away from him. Then I flew back knowing he would appreicate it if I stayed and made out with him. I think I kissed him a little, but for some reason it seemed he didn't want to do anything. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked sexy. And I flew off again.

I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew over the countryside with rolling hills and pastures. I thought I saw the ocean, but it ended up being a lake. Then I looked beside me and saw a mountain. On the side were ledges that had animals like elk and deer. I thought it was so cool. I flew very close to a huge elk.

I can't remember what happened next. I'm pretty sure I was with these kids for a while. I think my lucidity was slipping away.

I do remember that I thought someone from real life telling me it was time to wake up. But I told them that I wasn't ready to wake up. And to be a rebel I opened a cabinet door and pulled out some chocolate bars. "I still need to eat chocolate." I took a bite. I wanted there to be carmel inside the bar and was happy to see that there was. I took many big bites, being a complete pig. I looked in the mirror and saw chocolate all over my face. There was a little girl with me also eating chocolate. She was making a mess too and we laughed at eat other.


When I awoke from my dream I noticed my alarm hadn't gone off like it should. I thought it was interesting that I had that voice telling me it was time to get up, probably about the time my alarm should have gone off.

I also know that there was more to this dream, and I have forgotten it.