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*sigh* I'm getting a little sick of the undead theme. Seriously.

First, a few fragments.
Fragment 1: Toes
I'm looking at my big toe, it looks like there's dead skin or something around the nail. So I pull at it and it rips off a couple layers of skin.

Fragment 2: Bugs
I walk into my kitchen and where the trash can is supposed to be, there are 5 small beetles and one large, green scarab beetle. By large, I mean it's larger than the other ones. It's not, say, the size of a cat. I lean forward to examine them, wondering why there are beetles in my kitchen. The scarab chitters its mandibles at me and chases me into the living room. I'm more startled than scared.
"Aggressive little bastard..."

Fragment 3: Hair
I'm looking in the mirror trying to fix my hair. Except I have bangs. I brush them out and am surprised that they look alright. I haven't had bangs like that since I was a kid.

Fragment 4: Infected
The infected have taken over our cities. There's a girl with short blond hair who has the innate ability to use telekinesis. She's in a room with a wide mahogany table, they're trying to draw out a plan of action. An older woman with red brown hair gives them a dismissive wave.
"Annaleigh," She begins, addressing the blond. "These plans are all well and good, be we all know how we're really meant to win this. The rest of us have to start learning the things you can do. Can you teach us?"
Anna responds with a resolute nod.
I see a coastal city at sunset, it's all narrow cobblestone streets and low flat buildings. There are undead everywhere. A man realizes that the zombies have cut off the larger group's escape route. He knows that blood will draw them. So he raises his hand in farewell, and the next time I see him his throat is slit and the knife hilt is sticking out the side of his neck.

Vampires
I'm a man in my early twenties. I'm of average height with deathly pale skin and short black hair, black-brown eyes. Half a year ago something happened to me, it left me in an unfortunate state of undeath. I'm not a zombie, I don't rot. I'm not a ghost, I'm definitely solid and other people can see me. I'm not a vampire, I don't crave blood and I can go out in the sun. I would not entertain such fantastic explanations, except for the fact that my skin is extremely pale, cold to the touch, and I don't have a pulse. Only my friend Simon knows my secret. I don't often go out, and he's the only real friend I have left.
Simon has a friend who is throwing a party, they used to be my friend too. I decide I'm going to go. I see the restaurant from outside, there's a wide wooden staircase leading to a deck, and a sliding glass door. I go inside and Simon freezes in shock. He comes to stand by me as I settle in next to two other people in a large booth seat.
"Are you sure you should be doing this?" He asks, pretending to smile. He's worried.
"Yes, It'll be fine."
"If you say so." He wanders off, but I can tell he's going to keep an eye on me. I smile and shake my head.
There's a sort of magician or storyteller. We all know the routine so well that we shout along with key points in the story. I catch Simon's attention and roll my eyes, wondering why we even bother to hire the guys if we already know the story.

I'm not sure what happens here. Someone sees me and I feel a shock of recognition though they are a stranger. I climb over the back of the booth and thrust the door open, I make for the stairs but my pursuer somehow beats me there, so I jump up onto the wide flat rail and run past them. They yell something at me. I know that they are a vampire. It feels like it shouldn't be possible.

There's a lapse and I'm standing in a dim stairwell. There's a girl with pail skin, bright red lips and chin length black hair, her bangs hang into her eyes. She's crumpled against one wall. She looks delirious and afraid. I go to help her. And so I learn her story, and the mystery of what happened to me six months ago.
She was attacked outside a bar and fought back, killing her assailant. She became sick and only just made it back to her apartment. She slept for three days straight and woke up ravenously hungry, but when she tried to leave the sun burned her. She came to the rather obvious conclusion that she's a vampire.
It sounds similar to my own story, except I was never certain of the fate of my assailant. She was sure she had killed hers. I only knew that I had wounded him. I realize that this is how vampires are made, you kill a vampire to become one. Since the vampire I wounded survived, I got stuck somehow.

There's another lapse. The vampires have found that two of their children were killed. They threaten the city, saying that anyone who knows of me and the girl should catch us and turn us over.
I decide differently. I need to finish what I started 6 months ago.
There's a wide, open courtyard, all concrete. It's sundown. In the far corner is a swirling gold and magenta portal. Standing in front of it are tall pale, elaborately dressed figures. They all wear gold and magenta. It's hard to describe, the women's dresses have long bell-shaped sleeves. The dress is all magenta with thick gold veins running from neckline to hem. Their hair is twisted around a kind of...y shaped headdress. They all have amber colored hair.
Their leader shouts an absurd challenge that a week ago I wouldn't have countered. Now I enter the courtyard directly into their fenced off area. They say they'll kill me. I laugh.
One of the women steps forward and draws a large thorn shaped weapon covered in the gold veining with hints of magenta underneath. She throws it at me. I snatch it out of the air, rush her and stab her in the chest. With her death my strength grows, she falls to the ground and I rush the next one. I take out five more this way before my alarm wakes me up.

Total sleep time: 9 + hrs

Pre bed: 500 mg l-arginine (inspired by Highlander)

WBTB: woke up naturally after 5 hrs, but was super sleepy, so decided to skip the efforts/latte today.

Dream recall: I was planning on taking a break and just sleeping tonight, had it not been the ld at the end, there wouldn't have been a journal entry

Dream contents: the night was characterized by bizarre vivid dreams that I mostly forgot. I tried committing one dream to memory (again no keywords noted) as I thought it is easy to remember. Nothing from that dream. What I recalled is from the last hour of sleep, still pretty bizzarre and gave me a strange feeling too.

Dream1: In our old place, the way it looked many years ago. I am in the room, which at that point in time is dad's workplace. There are a lot of birds there, but soon I notice that some of them are on the floor and do not move. I conclude they are dead. I have a fake dream memory that there was some kind of disease raging, affecting mostly birds and other small animals. I notice lots of robin-like birds (alive) on the wardrobe. Then more dead birds on the floor. I don't think it's a good idea to stay in the room, the air is contaminated. I see some textbooks of mine and begin to gather them before I leave the place.

Dream2: I am in a bus and there is a discussion about a race ( cars/bikes?). My parents are also there. We are looking forward to finding out who the winner is, but it won't be known until 4 hrs later. We can buy tickets to the final, where the winner will be cycling/parading on the streets. I don't want to go there, but mom is talking to the bus driver. I think she will buy two tickets, but instead buys two coffee machines. They go to the back of the bus to get them.

Dream3 DILD: In a special room, a woman I know is like the head of this organization. It looks like a room for a lot of audience, but a bit altar-like. On the stage are a lot of this woman's favorite actors/musicians, most of them are from the past and long gone. Freddie Mercury is also among them. So she is related maybe a deputy for an organization's leader, who I identify as a special friend from my past.

I see a newspaper and begin reading the whole story of the organization. I can't wait to finish it and find out where my friend is now. At that time a DC, who plays the role of a classmate of mine is next to me, places her elbow on the newspaper, so I cannot read. I move the newspaper, but the article is not there, I start browsing the pages, looking for it in vain. I give up.

Me and classmate DC are going somewhere. I see a shop where they sell bracelets and try out one, but it doesn't fit. There are also lots of golden objects, the size and more or less shape of a pen. I notice one very cool looking - a brush entirely made of gold. The bristles are very soft and flexible and I swipe the top of my hand with the brush, but don't feel anything at all. I leave the brush where the other golden objects are. My classmate had selected some golden item and goes inside the store to pay. I accompany her inside and notice that I now hold a golden knife-like item, but do not have the money to buy it. It somehow ends up in my mouth where it stretches, changes shape, and by the time I get it out it is a golden spiral covered with pinkish chewing gum. I move on.

I face a door leading to a hospital-like corridor and go into that direction and end up in a vast room. I have the desire to find my special friend. While observing the room I become lucid. At this moment, my classmate walks through the door and joins me in the room. It is just a DC representation of my classmate, doesn't look like her much, but I am really amazed how this DC managed to follow me from the store. I pay no more attention to her and concentrate on the huge room in front of me.

There are many DCs there, and I decide to ask them where my special friend is. I go and talk to an old lady and ask her about him. She says she will go and get him soon, so I find that pretty cool. I contemplate on the amount of DCs in the room and how they all seem very independent (from my subcon). I have some feeling of the dream becoming unstable so move forward and wonder how real it all seems. I run my hand on the top part of a sofa, so real, stare in front of me, and I even hear a beeping sound which repeats over and over again, like an ECG (possibly an alarm from WL).

The room is on the first floor and leads to a large campus like inside yard. There are lots of people there, but the thing that immediately catches my attention is a black coffin, held in the air by two DCs. The sight gives me the creeps, and I begin crossing myself, a number of times, closing my eyes. Once I calm down a bit, I begin to feel that the dream is about to go, because there are no stimuli, I almost don't see anything and cannot open my eyes! I then remember that someone in DV ( gab or OB, or both, thanks a lot!) said it is possible to see through your eyelids. So I actually see a bit of the scene through the eyelids, and concentrate on it. My vision gets back to normal and I forget about the issue. The same DCs are still gathered there, holding torches as this funeral? is taking place. Most likely the coffin will be brought inside.

That doesn't matter much now because I feel the dream slipping away once again. I look around as much as possible and notice the building surrounding the yard, reminding me of a 18-19th century large hospital or campus or both. I begin to panic as I know I am waking up and I really wanted to learn more about the place. I stop a female DC dressed with strange clothes I don't have much time to investigate and say to her "Quickly, tell me where is this place" twice. She replies something like "America, reserve Neuhausen/Munchausen". I believe at that point that there really may be a place like this and repeat it a few times so that I can check it out later. I consider going in the building but the dream is violently coming to an end and the first floor is on fire.

I decide to check with the place location once again. I see three unpleasant problems individual DCs and engage one of them, asking him where we are. He is so out of place in this dream, doesn't pay any attention to me but instead picks up his phone and starts talking to someone else. Whatever. I look down and see lots of broken mobile phones in the mud...(end of memory and wake up)

I wake up overexcited and tell bf about the dream and he tells tha strangely he also dreamt about Munchausen/neuhausen. I wanted to know more about his dream. We concluded that it is very likely that I have repeated the name during my dream with my real voice and that has carried over to his dream.

Comments: I don't know whether it was my once again very deep sleep or the l-arginine that has caused so much bizarreness today. The dreams had a distinguishable different feeling to them, although it is hard to describe.
The last dream felt very ...different too. I will refrain from any rationalizations at this point.

Date: May 30, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (attempted DILD)
Sleep Time: bedtime @ 1:00am WBTB @ 6:00am for 5-10 minutes, then back to sleep Awake @ 10:00am

Dream #1
I was planning on putting on a play for my mother with some people (?). We were moving several props to the center so people would be able to see them from a distance. These props included items that belongs in a kitchen and a living room (I guess like furniture). No matter were we moved these props, there seemed to be a problem and we never could get this issue quite right. After some time of moving things around, my mother had passed away in this dream (by the way...my mother is alive) and my father and grandmother had built the most beautiful skyscraper in her memory. It was so tall, the tip of the building was covered by the clouds. The skyscraper was made of pure gold with reflective mirrors all over it. The gold shined brighter than the sun itself. As the building glistened in the sun, it almost look transparent. It's beauty was absolutely awesome!

Dream #2
I needed a ride and I didn't know where I was. It was very dark and I was crying and I was scared. I went into a store and asked the owners if they new the bus route and they asked me where I was going. I couldn't tell them exactly where I was going, I just cried and told them I wanted to go home. The owner felt sorry for me and said that he will give me a ride home. I was still crying because even though I had a ride home, I couldn't tell the person which way to go. I remember passing a building in my dream that said "San Bernadino Hospital."

Fragment
A huge metal barrel I was rolling around and groceries were inside of it.

I was in some sort of Auction House without a lot of game type characters bidding for items up the top of the room, where Gandalf from LOTR was selling them off. The whole floor was covered in fragments of gold that looked slightly like sweet-corn, and smaller fragments around those, I was picking them up with my teeth, And the more gold I ate the more I had to spend. There was some sort of God/entity's. One was "The perfect one", who was like genius and could calculate impossible geometry in his mind. There was another, I can't recall it's name, but I remember being angry towards it because it was so greedy, I want to say it's name was Greed but I'm not sure if it was. There was this amazing staff of something or other that Gandalf was selling at one point and I was trying to scrape up enough Gold from the ground of the Auction area to buy it, one man bidded 900 gold, which wasn't much at all, and I remember being angry because I couldn't beat his stupidly low bid. That's all I could recall.

I wish that I'd asked this character what he represented rather than falling back so readily to fight or flight! My emotional control wasn't great in this LD but at least I guided myself toward a Task of the Year goal.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #70: The Celebrity

I WILD into a wooded campground. There's a crowd of excited DCs nearby, all waiting to meet this one guy who seems to be some kind of celebrity. The "celebrity" is an uncharismatic, mid-40s, somewhat ugly guy with a dark mustache. In spite of this, all of the women in the crowd are swooning and the men are excitedly pushing past one another for a chance to shake his hand.

In between handshakes, the celebrity keeps doing these loud, visibly moist sneezes directly into his hand... just before using it to shake the hand of the next starstruck DC. I find the whole scene repulsive, so I decide to hurry past.

As I pass by the crowd, the celebrity turns to me and offers me a handshake. I think that I'm supposed to be honored, but I have no interest in touching his sneeze-hand. I politely pat his shoulder and turn to leave, refusing the handshake.

There's a murmur of surprise from the crowd, but I try to ignore them, thinking instead of the tasks that I have in mind. The celebrity charges toward me and thrusts his hand in my face, insistent that I pay my respects. No, thanks. I turn away again, but when I do, the celebrity disrespectfully slaps me on the butt! I'm unbelievably offended at being treated this way in my own dream. My first thought is to turn around and just wreck this dude.

I decide that escape's the better move, though, so I Hulk-jump away. Somehow the celebrity grabs onto my leg as I go, though, and ends up flying with me. We land in another part of the campground and again he wordlessly extends his sneeze-hand toward me for a handshake. I try another jump, but he keeps hanging on.

I'm really angry that he's interfering with my LD and I think of the Colosseum Task of the Year ('Have a "fight to the death" with a DC in the Colosseum.') Yes, I think that I've found just the DC for killing. "I'm taking you to the Colosseum," I tell him, and grab him by the throat. His expression never changes, but his neck, arms and torso start rapidly expanding as if he were packing on slabs of muscle right before my eyes. Within a few seconds, he's transformed into a hulking, dangerous-looking gladiator.

Still holding him by the throat, I jump again. The celebrity looks like he weighs about 260 now, but fortunately I can move him easily when I jump. I have a gladius in my hand, but I hold back on using it until the time is right. My enemy is wearing some kind of armor now, and he's no longer looking for a handshake. I give my gladius some practice swings and mutter some threats that I can no longer remember. The celebrity doesn't respond.

Now we crash down on a floor of sand. I think that this is it! I can see a low stone wall all around us but above that it's just darkness where the crowd should be. I will the scene to come into focus, but the darkness just descends heavier and heavier until the dream ends...

Lost Lucid Dreams and Fragments
I also had a number of longer lucid dreams last night that were mostly wiped from my memory! My guess is that these were very low-level lucids where I lost lucidity. I'm a bit distressed to know that I am capable of losing LDs like that. I'm pondering what I should do to address this.

Lost Lucid #1 - I'm flying high over a huge canyon near sundown, aware that I'm dreaming and holding a pile of dog poo in my bare hands. I am in a hurry to get somewhere.
Lost Lucid #2 - An old man is in my kitchen showing me how to make gold out of simple household ingredients (including mud.) I know that I'm dreaming, but I watch in fascination.

Also, one lucid fragment:

Lucid Fragment #1 - I'm looking at a DJ entry on DreamViews. It has a single comment with a very long first paragraph. I become lucid when I see that the comment is from "BadArtemis" rather than "NewArtemis". Quickly wake up.

~ 2 pm - 3:27 pm

I was given a golden staff.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I enter a dream and immediately recognize it. I had this dream before. I'm in Lisbon and there's a demonstration on the streets. I'm coming from an inclined street that meets the main street up there, with an iron fence along its side, and I am about to join the people marching.
But this time I come here with a slight time difference from the other dream, so I wonder what different things will happen due to this time shift.
I meet Diana with some girl friends. She is marching and crying. Her friends say that she lost her studio and might also lose her house. I tell her she can always come to stay with me. She says thanks but she continues crying.
Then we arrive at some improvised amusement park someone set up at the end of the march. There I meet Ruby, she doesn't recognize me so I pretend I also don't know who she is. They are trying some radical games available and I join them. It's them against me racing at a circuit full of obstacles and challenges. I look like spider-man moving around and I reach the end of it in no time. They are so late I decide entering some cafeteria to eat something. A guy comes to me
holding an apple and saying I must eat it. "Sorry?"
"You did not eat your fruit portion at lunch and the rules must be followed. Eat the apple or you're grounded!"
"Excuse me, you must be mistaking me for someone else. I eat all my veggies and surely more than apple a day, so you don't need to worry."
He doesn't believe me and keeps nagging me to eat the "goddamn apple". I move on.

I reach home and meet a demonic being, like a 3 mts tall black spectre, trying to kill my neighbours: a couple of brazilians and the lady is pregnant. He is after some gold piece that they have and they don't understand why it is important.
I fight the demon to help them. It is so very strong. He seems surprised I'm actually offering a fight, because he says nobody ever escapes his mortal blows. I don't win the beast but he is upset with the resistance found, so he leaves, promising to come back, as no one ever escapes him.
But one day I come back home with a friend and find at my door a carton box on the floor. My friend opens it and it is covered in blood and contains a dead foetus inside. Then I know he killed my neighbours and got what he wanted. My friend vomits.

Go for a walk near the beach and I see Jon Stewart surrounded by his staff. I feel like talking to him, but so does hundreds of other people, so I decide not to. I just watch as they go to two huge buses personalized with prints of the Daily Show and they are like a mansion on wheels. One of them even has a horse trailer attached. I wonder why they need it.
I manage to get a peak to the inside and it looks awesome. There are trays full of the most delicious cakes. But a lady tells the staff that they are only allowed to eat the cakes after they come up with some ideas for the upcoming shows. They sound like disappointed kids "Awwwww!".

NOTE: 100 countdown

Name: Banofun. Met with Robert in a cafe. I smoke M. Black inside the cafe and I worried. Then I saw others smoking as well. We're preparing for a show or a play. Reiji is there. We're designing flyers.

I am in a room. I am seeing through the eyes of a girl. A house. A room filled with bats. I need to get the gold nugget from a bat. They're hanging on the ceiling. I must not wake them up. They woke up and caused chaos. Back. Slowly went to the bat with the gold nugget. Below there's a plant Pokemon. Trying to avoid me? There's a Lickitongue sticking on the ceiling with its child.

Flying with plastic wings. Adjusting it to work properly. Not working properly.

Animorphs. Rachel. Fighting. A forest.

NOTE: Used subliminal audio 1 by ninja in DV. Jasmine tea before sleep. Reverse day recall.

Dream:

Dark. Lightning. People fighting. Super powers. A small child with super strength. A giant cross. Night. Fighitng another being with a giant cross. "I" threw the giant cross at him. After fight. Dad stays behind. "I" was unconscious for a few days. The strong woman. is there.

Walking. Night. LRT station. Morning. Walking down the street. A school. Roman type. Architecture. Some people. Formal clothing. Yellow. Golden. Inside building. A guy in tux. Looks lost.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream character talking
Green means notes

Got it? Great. Enjoy, and feel free to grab a bite to eat as you read.

Dream #1 Where is the love?

Im in a very huge house (looked like a mansion) in a bedroom with this girl who looks like Meagan Good. Im putting my pants on sitting on the side of the bed while she is yelling away at me. YOU NEVER SPEND TIME WITH ME ANYMORE!!! EVERYSINCE THAT DAMN GIRL SHOWED UP, YOU HAVE BEEN OFF TO ONE OF YOUR STUPID LITTLE MISSIONS!

Uh-huh..(putting my watch on) You make me so damn sick at times, whoo sometimes you make me just wanna PUNCH YOU!!! (She punches me in the arm) LISTEN BOO CHILL ALRIGHT!? Damn i told you im making progress here with this mission yo. Jeez relax. (Her arms are folding with the covers on her) She takes her foot and kicks me off the bed, while im bending over putting my shoes on. I hope she dies. What? (She rolls her eyes pouting her lips) What did you say? Cause..she keeps taking you away from me! Look...im sorry i keep running off like this, but i gotta make sure this gets done babe ok? Why does she have to be a female though? Like i said, she's the best at what she does. Here i want you to have somethning. ( i reach in my pocket to grab my totem) Here ( i place it in her hand. But babe, this Gem means alot to you, your mom gave it to you years ago to protect you. I know, i want you to hold on to it as a reminder that if i don't return, you'll have something to remember me by. (She tears up) Babe, don't say that! Look wanna see something? What? where are we goin? (Shes's in a red bra and red panties barefoot as im pulling her by the arm off the bed) You see the sun? (we are outside on the balcony staring at the sunset) Yes. You see that house? Yes. I built that house with my own two freakin hands. You see that car? Yes. (I think it was a dark blue cutless) Thats your car. Everything in this world is yours you know why? Why?

Because im God in this world baby, thats why (i put my arm around her as we stare into the sunset) dream fades.

Dream #2 Trigger happy.

Im in a shootout with some thugs, in some warehouse Natalia is there with me. Here take this extra clip. She's running ducking under tables and hiding behind scrap metal.
(Bullets ricochet off of the walls and scrap metal) I got something fo yall, I get up from behind the scrap metal and my Adrenaline is rushing thru my veins. Everything is going in slow motion, (like the movie the matrix) im walking past bullets taking these guys out like nothing like im shooting fish in a barrel. (Explosions and intensity fills the room) LETS GO, LETS GO!!!!! YES, YOU ARE AN ANIMAL! TAKE THEM OUT!!! (She sounds a bit turned on by all this) Ok, so this is obviously target practice BRING OUT YOUR BOSS! (All of a sudden this big Ving Rhames lookin cat shows up crackin his knuckles) Lets kick this thing up a notch chief. Lets say we do this shit ol school no guns and rumble it out? lest you scared to get cho ass whupped in front of that beautiful italian honey you got rooting you on hm?

(I throw the gun down) (Natalia talking ) Fuck is the matter with you!? SHOOT HIM!!
No, im gonna beat him at his own game.

Dream #3 Gold is the final level.


(This fight i had with Ving Rhames was one of the most intense fights i ever had in a dream) He was basically beating the hell outta me at first. But eventually, I ended up Glowing gold when the odds were stacked against me. He looks at me as im layed out on the floor. (Ving Rhames talking) I knew you was weak, you a charmer for the women man. you ain't no damn fighter! if you was my cellmate back then, mm i would've made good use outta your cute ass. (I get up wiping the blood away from my mouth) You sure do talk alot, im not done YET!!! LOL. You got heart chief, i give you that much. But i gots things to do and you holding me up. (He picks me up by my neck with one hand choking me) ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! (Im trying to wriggle free but his grip is to strong) (I feel everything almost getting darker hang it up you did good Q you did good) I hear a gunshot. (I wake up) Uuggh. (I feel the dream fading i yell) This.....is....not....THE END!!!!!!!!! (Power is surging thru me the dream snaps back in focus)

Final dream IM A BOSS, OF ALL BOSSES!!!

(Natalia talking) I shot him in his arm to buy you time now pick up that gun AND SHOOT HIM!!! NO NATALIA!!! His ass is MINE!!! (Im in a stance like a Chi master warming up looking at the palms of my hands and feeling sparks of gold energy building up) Im feeling the earth vibrate, glass shatters, the walls crack my shirt tears off of me, my hair is draped across my shoulders a shimmering sparkling gold colour. Im filled with rage I run straight at him and take my right fist and jam it straight thru his stomach. (He vomits blood) I hurl him straight thru the building. (It is nighttime and we are near a cliff) he is crawling moaning trying to get up. Im walking towards him and stomp on his back as he lays on his stomach. Turn over and look at me. (I take my foot off and stand over him staring at his battered bloody face) The moon is full, it illuminates off of me. The water sounds calm, im calm. Im a boss of all bosses, never forget that. I decides who dies and lives YOU GOT THAT!?!?!? (He nods and catches his last breath he is dead) I stare up at the moon, the moon calms me. Wait min where is Natalia? (I run back in the ruined warehouse) Natalia!? Natalia!? Im over here. (Shes in another room located at the back of the warehouse. You Ok? Yea im Ok. You sure gave me one hell of a surprise. Yea. Sometimes i surprise myself. (We both laugh) The dream comes to a end and i wake up.

(Notes) This was one of the most intense lucids i have ever had! when it came down to it, I just made sure to remember that it was all a dream, and its not real no matter how painful the fight was. LOL! I shoul note that i did WBTB at 5:30 am, and went to do some subconscious training for about 20 mins. I woke from that dream at 8:24. And could not recall a single dream after that. Oh well, i was pleased with my results.

I had a nice large house, it is different from my real home though. I went out of my house by the backdoor, it was a screened in porch. I went out the porch door out and seen the metal fence around my backyard. It all seemed quite nice. The dimensions of my yard seemed huge, as opposed to my yard in real life. As I approached the back there was this tree which seemed to grow into the fence but not any further into my yard. This tree was huge, maybe a maple or oak, it was 50 foot across at the base. The tree was lopsided masswise, since it was not round at the base. It made half a circle, flattened where it grew up against the fence. I walked underneath the tree, half expecting it to fall on me.

Somehow I found an entrance to the tree and entered it. It had rooms inside the tree! I was in the halls of the tree, where I stored gold coins for using as currency. There were DCs in the tree as well, some of them dwarfish looking fellows. They went about there business, they dealt in gold and regular currency as well. I used regular money too. I knew I was rich in the gold coins I had, but could not cash them in as it were in my dream. In other words I was becoming lucid and realized I could not take the gold with me out of my dream.

When I woke up I started looking for the gold coins I was holding in my hands during the dream, but it wasn't there in my hands anymore.

I dreamt that I was riding on a huge log down a huge river with rapids, going over shallow falls until one end of the log hit a huge boulder and split open. Out spilled enormous amounts of gold and other treasure, in the river and on the banks. I was able to collect the treasure on the river banks and took it to a nearby town.

I was increadibly wealthy, owning the biggest building there where I stored all my gold. The townspeople also brought their silver/gold to store in my secure building, they even helped me guard it. This helped the whole town prosper and the townspeople did all sorts of transactions in gold and silver coin, nuggets, etc. It was soo cool I held this huge bar of gold almost as long as my arm and it was very heavy and shiny. Then we finally made plans to return to the river and collect the rest of the treasure that was lying at the bottom of the river. We were heading there when my alarm rudely awakened me.

I have been procrastinating with posting this and I have no idea why.

Dream One Non-Lucid

I started at a place in my school that my mind made up. It was a small grass area with a tree that was taller than the school in the middle. I was standing there with my friend, Craig. We were talking about something when his parents walked up to him. I didn't hear what they said, but I could tell that it had something to do with leaving school later than normal. "You know, Craig, if ya want, I can take you home. I am riding a car home today so we can just stop by your house," I offered. He looked like he was thinking, and then he went to his parents. I didn't hear what he said, but I guess he was asking them if he could come with me. He got done eventually and said, "Let's go." (Dream skip) Craig and I were riding in a convertible with Charizard driving. (I have no idea why I am dreaming about pokemon) We were riding past where my grandmother use to live. To my right was rows of houses broken up by a road near the end. To my left was a beautiful sunset over a grassy field. The sky was a light orange, pink, and blue. I hear a voice come from what sounded like an intercom. "Craig Anthony, please report to the office, Craig Anthony," The voice said. We kept on riding, and Charizard picked up what looked like a walkie talkie. "Craig should be there in ten minutes," he said. I wasn't stunned, but I was confused until I put it all together. Craig must have not gotten his parent's word. I wasn't angry though. The dream now is in comic book form. It shows a panel of us going up a hill that is close to my house. The voice over the intercom says, "Craig Anthony come to the office," and once again, Charizard picks up the walkie talkie. "Heh, you'll have a dead body in ten minutes," Charizard tells over the intercom. Craig doesn't look scared at all. He looks more relaxed actually. I then hear police sirens. I estimated that they were coming for us due to the fact Charizard just made a death thread. "Shit, go faster!" I yell at him. Even though it is still in comic book form, I hear and feel everything so I feel the wind rushing through my hair. I love the sensation, and so I yell my command once again at Charizard, even though we are outrunning the cops. I keep on yelling this until finally I feel like all of my hair is about to be yanked out by the wind. I soon get to my house at the speed we were going, and then woke up.

Dream Two Non-Lucid

There isn't to much to this one. I was in a forum and people were talking about ores, rubies, diamonds, etc. A person posted a picture of a blueish colored ore that had chunks of gold in it. Almost immediately after that post, someone replied with "Oh my god, that had double gold in it! It's worth a fortune!". Some other people wanted it as well, and that is all that dream was. People wanting a double gold ore.

DE= dream-established.
IDR=I don't remember

I don't remember much of the dreams, because I tried the WBTB method again. I should start writing down key points in dreams. It will keep me up a little longer, get the dreams on paper, and will put lucid dreaming on my mind. No lucid dreams, because I kept being woken up.

The dreams on this page are all related, but IDR the order.

There was a lot happening in the dreams last night. Unfortunately, I didn't write a lot of it down. First, there was this room, that had a walkway made of dirt. The walkway was very thick, and had two paths (left and right) plus the path to exit the room. Below the walkway was pitch black, as if there was no floor. In this room were mom, Neil Patrick Harris I think, some others, and me. There were also a bunch of these cardboard cutouts of totem poles. The one I was near was red and black.

I think before that part, there was this dream where me and Neil Patrick Harris (it may have been Dr. House, or someone completely different, but with that vibe) were talking about something, and they mentioned that they were attracted to mom. We were in the old house in the living room, sitting next to where the piano would be, but I don't remember seeing a piano. Also there was something really glassy about the living room table.

There as also this part where me, and a bunch of people (Anthony may have been there) were getting ready to board a plane. Except there was no plane (it was DE) and everything we were bringing with us was picked up by this moving guy, and taken to the "plane". He would pick up a box or whatever, and then walk towards this hallway, and make a right, and there was this big, unorganised room with boxes and stuff strewn about. There was also a path to the left of the hallway, but I don't know what was there. One of the things he had to move was this very fragile glass trinket of mine. It was a yellow pinata with a red stripe and a green head, and googly eyes. The texture looked pretty jagged. I wrapped it in something (may have been plastic wrap, but whatever it was, it wouldn't be reliable in real life) to protect it. When the guy came to take it to the "plane", He just picked it up, and threw it into the room with the boxes. I got mad, and everyone else was like "What the heck? He can't do that! That's a fragile antique!"

This next part was the most interesting part of the dream, and a pretty interesting dream overall. I may have had this dream before, or at least I dreamt that I had done this for years, and it was a big secret of mine. I had this buried treasure. I guess it was gold, or maybe it wasn't. I think it was actually just a small, worthless trinket with sentimental value. Either way, the big secret was that I had this trinket locked away and hidden since I was little, and only I knew how to get to it.

Oh Yea! This dream is similar to a dream I had a long time ago! I think it was a dream related to the secret basement door. But in that dream, I remember using the attic, and the air ducts to get to a secret room, and then more place after that.

Back to my dream from last night.

To get to this treasure, you had to go to this one secret room, which wasn't established how to get there. The room had a very well-lit view of outside, as if the entire opposite wall was missing, but it somehow wasn't, although you could see the trees and mountains outside. In that room, there was this giant statue. The statue was very long, and it was three-pronged. It looked like it was made of cement, and the legs were cylindrical. One leg would be all the way down one side of the room, and it would come towards the center of the room while curving down, up, and then back down. The other two legs were the same, but a lot shorter, and closer together, so that they statue was more "Y" shaped. It was pretty flat and close to the ground, and the legs were about as thick as a human torso. The whole thing was made of unsmoothed cement and at each end of the legs, there were a orange-red orbs which glowed. The orbs were encased in black, metal, flowery, gothic style finish, stemming from the bottom of the orb, as if the metal were fingers, and the tip of the leg was the palm.

The only leg of the statue with any defining characteristics was the one closest to the entrance of the room. This leg was bent up towards the ceiling, and there was a hidden trap door at its base. The secret to the statue was that you had to crawl under the trap door, which had a bunch of dirt and spider webs, and you had crawl under the statue to the point of each orb and grab a key shard. Each key shard was red, and when they were all gathered, they made a ball. After you had the key, you had to go to the wall that was "missing" and you had to climb down, so that you are on the ground, and you are still able to step up into the room. There was another hidden trap door there.

In this dream, I was older than when I initially set all of this up, so I barely fit through the trap doors, and the small passage ways. But you had to crawl into this new trap door, and there was a path that led all way to an opposite room. So you would be crawling under the statue room, and you would arrive at a place that would be on the opposite side of whatever building this took place, but this place seemingly only consisted of the status room, and a factory-like room (which wasn't explored at all, only DE). The new room you arrived at is only accessible if you get the key and crawl under the room. For example, you wouldn't be able to even know this new room existed if you didn't do all of this, as if it magically appeared, but you couldn't see it from outside. (I think I was showing someone all of this but IDR.) In this new room, you would emerge at the base of another identical statue, but everything was mirrored. This is where my memory gets a little fuzzy. I THINK you needed to put back the keys in the right order, giving consideration that the statue in this room was mirrored.

The next thing I know, I'm in a different dimension (and everyone is Adventure Time characters, but I don't think that's important. Also I was Finn) and we're in this big, giant room, which, now that I think about it, could be the factory- room that was in the dream earlier. The whole room had a greenish tint and I had to find my future self.

The reason behind finding my future self, I cannot remember. I really wish I could remember the rest of this dream, because it was pretty cool. I remember that before I went through the whole process of getting to my treasure, I may have already had the treasure, and I was explaining all of this to someone, and I showed them all of it. The treasure may have also been the pinata.

I also remember that there was this long, epic journey (may have been DE) that I went on with my future self, or to get to my future self, and that at the end, I sadly waved goodbye to my future self as he was picked up by the shoulders by these mechanical hands, and taken away on this type of assembly line. It wasn't an assembly line, but that's the best description.

First thing I remember was running around the coffee table (old house) with some foot ball dude. He was practicing tackling and I was trying to prove him wrong. After a while, he was laying down on the floor and he was like "No, pass me. It's alright." I tried to pass him, but as soon as I passed over him, he kicked me up into the air and I landed on my face. It was hilarious for some reason. Then I went on i-am-bored.com and 4chan on Mom's laptop. Then I tried to convince her that anything besides the music board would give her viruses. It worked.

Next, I believe I was at high school, but it was the middle school set up differently. It was the middle of the year, and and I just started to do stuff. I remember Kevin Shaw and a backpack, and the gymnasium, but I can't remember what happened. I think he and others were bullying me? I don't know. I think I said something funny and got popular.

Then, I was walking around somewhere with Alec. I had this plastic bowl of unpopped popcorn, but the kernels were really small and tasty, and I think it was illegal to eat them where we were, which was a kind of mall, where we were looking for something. Since we couldn't find it, he had to eat some in the place and we both got arrested (me too because I was an accomplice). Frankie from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends led us outside. Next thing I know, we were wandering around this very modern/clean/philly-esque neighborhood, but it was DE that is was ours. I was like "That thing we were looking for? I have like two at my house. I could go grab em." Naturally, he was pretty pissed.

Then, I was at this strange Halloween world and I think there was this demon out to get me. I tried escaping in this...thing (it looked like a whale). Everytime we tried, we would reach the bottom of this acid lake and the back of the whale under the tail would split open, and this evil black gunk would ooze out. Then I would sew it up or something and try again and again until eventually, I was either an underling or a leader or a beggar (I don't remember if I was one of them or all three) at some weird palace place. There was a cup of gold that I don't remember where it came from, but it may have been related to the popcorn kernels. I (?) was giving out the gold, which did look like corn, to people who were in line. When I was down to the last of it, I was the beggar.

Then, someone in the palace mentioned a girlfriend being crazy. So then I was at Lindsay's friend's house (DE) and we went into the next room. It was established that we already broke up. She was just trying to get me back. In the next room, I was lying down with her and her friend talking. Then the door we were by swung open as some old lady kept letting her dogs in.

The last part had something to do with music and the piano. It was like some kid was embarrassed to play, and I said that I play, and I'm and old man (I'm 18 in real life), so there is nothing to be ashamed of. Somehow, this was more interesting in the dream. I also remember some sort of bars, and the top lit up, but I don't remember their purpose.
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/_____\ this one was bright red and it lit up.
/_____\ yellow
/_____\ bright green
/ \ bright blue. like flourescent colors.