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Flood on a village. A stranger picks me up and jumps with me into a well, which strangely is the only dry thing around. We come out on the other side into some fantasy land. He claims it is heaven or paradise and he needs my help with something there. I encounter some ficticious relatives of mine who had been missing because of the floods. They are gathered around a table and feasting. I join their brunch, go crazy on cakes and juice and at some point realize the guy may be the devil and this is some kind of trick. But I wake up.

Been dreaming of a bigger more spectacular version of my house. With hidden rooms in the attic. This time I go to my attic and after closing the entrance door, here is like a smaller room inside it that I can also shut close, and it feels like heaven, a totally isolated space just of my own. Then I start knocking on the wooden ceiling, as I previously encountered hidden doors with technical and electrical panels and I suspect there are more secret compartments I haven't yet discovered. I come across a large trap door that I remove gently and inside is a grid like covering a ventilation shaft. But on the other side is my cat Yéti and I wonder how long my cats have been going to these secret spots and how did he enter this place. I remove the grid and I climb inside. It is a fairly large tunnel that leads to the secret room I had suspected existed. Inside it is like a library / memorabilia shop, full of rare and weird stuff. There are shelves with political and forbidden books but also a whole shelf of altered fairy tale books, like a whole series of a punk-gothic Snow White. There are also weird costumes and incredible posters and pictures on the walls. I try to take photos of it and start getting the usual trouble that image on camera differs from what I see, but I fail to realize that I am dreaming, besides a slight feeling I might be. Then someone enters the attic, intruders looking for me and I don't want them to find my secret room so I go back and shut the entrance and then find some other way from my inner room to the outside world and start being chased by unknown stalkers trough a city. I zig zag through streets trying to distance myself from them and then enter a huge shop which is basically toys and games but is not like toys'r'us, is more towards teenagers and has a cool edgy vibe. Really annoying employees kick me out from a section of the shop and treat me bad because they have a policy of closing down some areas of the shop intermitently and I should know about it. I dwell for a while in the shop admiring some of the toys. I meet Riverstone briefly there too and I show him some toys I used to play wih as a kid, made from sticky rubber. I throw them at his face and they stick for a while and then come tumbling down and feel like jellyfish on your skin. He didn't know these things and feels repulsed, but it brings great memories to me.
Then I leave and keep on trying to lose my stalkers by going through a shady restaurant, hoping to get out through a back door. But it seems they don't have it. I ask for the toilets and they are in the back, a really dark and degraded area of the building and there is a long line of people there. But I can't go back to the restaurant as my stalkers are probably there at the moment trying to spot me. So I wai,t disguised in the crowd of families waiting to pee. When I finally get in, there are a couple windows but very tiny and with iron bars, not fit for a person to climb out. So I leave, but then finally find some door leading to a back alley. It was close shut and hidden behind lots of stuff, but I spot light rays coming from a fringe on the floor and I break it open, so I escape my stalkers.

It's been a while but now i'm back, in this past two month I was very busy and stressed for the exams so I stopped training and of course I loose all my progresses. Now I have to start all again from the beginning, but nevermind... tonight I had this cool and very strange dream:

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I'm dead and I'm going (or rather, my soul is going) in what I believe is heaven.
I am walking in a big city, perhaps New York, and I arrive at the foot of a very tall tower, I don't see the end of it, it is all covered in gold and has no entrance.
only the dead can see it, in fact all the people who walk beside it do not know of its existence.
somehow I am transported to the top; I find that up there there is an empty world, dark and covered with fog.
I set out in this world and after a while I meet an old bald man with a white beard, with him there is also a friend of mine.
the old man tells us that he spent his whole life alone on this tower and explains that if we want we can go down and return to the world of mortals.
he also explains that for part of the day we take back our body and return mortal and visible, it is an effect given by a particular inclination of the sun, but if we die again while we have our body our soul disappears definitively. instead when we are spirits we can do what we want but people cannot see us.

when the old man finishes talking I ask my friend how he died, he tells me he was on a beach to take pictures when a man arrived who didn't want competition on that beach to take pictures, so he pulled out the gun and started shooting; he had to be drunk because before he hit the target he fired a lot of random shots.
after the boy finished telling the story, I find out that I was also on that beach and that I was hit by one of the stray bullets.

now I'm back home, I took my body back and I'm leaning on the balcony, looking down where my mom is sunbathing in the garden. I'm sad because I don't know how to tell her that in reality I'm not alive and that soon the body she sees me with will disappear.

2018-12-08 The following is a description of a very powerful visionary experience during holotropic breath-work.

One sentence title: Travelling as pure child of light from the centre of creation, the beginning of time, over North American bull riding shaman to see what we are saving, culminating in seeing myself as Lucifer, then taking his place so he can go to heaven, falling to earth discarding demonic baggage.

The entry will be written in Danish as I intend to explore it further in therapy.

Jeg starter med at lægge mig godt til rette, jeg ser frem til den her session og er ikke bange, men mærker at jeg næsten bliver høj, måske på grund af den lidt intense dans jeg har givet mig I kast med forinden.

Det første der sker er visuelt. Jeg ser en række tørrede sår hen over min skallede isse, som jeg piller I en smule og som opstår simultant med en række bekymringer omkring Mai, hvilket efterfølges af en række tanker omkring den energi jeg bruger på at bekymre mig hende og hendes foretagener (jeg kan ikke huske om jeg her tænker på at flytte eller om jeg beslutter dette I løbet af den næste dags ceremoni hvor jeg ligger alene I køkkenet).

Det næste element er at jeg oplever – uden at det bliver visuelt – at jeg ligesom bliver løftet op og at himlens porte bliver åbnet for mig, uden at der dog kommer noget ud eller jeg kommer ind el.

Det næste er en længerevarende oplevelse af at se og mærke mig selv som et sammenfoldet barn lavet af lys, som rejser igennem et stjerneløst mørke, hvor lys og mørke er ligeligt fordelt og overlappende, som I både altopslugende og totalt gennemtrængende oven I, men også ved siden af hinanden.
Denne rejse ændrer karakter en smule til at den starter fra galaksens centrum, som også er punktet for begyndelsen af tid og jeg ridder på den forreste bølge af stjerner mod Jorden. Her kommer jeg forbi et vista af en slette I nordamaerika og jeg får fornemmelsen af en bison okse, der muligvis riddes af en shaman. Der er en klar besked om at det er det her livet handler om og at det er det vi forsøger at redde. Samtidig oplever jeg en enorm fornemmelse af at jeg er kommet hertil langvejsfra for at rydde op I min families historik.

Her begynder jeg at ryste ret så kraftigt, samtidig med at jeg skriger og græder et klage-skrig jeg ikke har hørt før. Jeg ser et billede af planeten samtidig og oplever at vi deler smerten og at oprydningen handler om det.

Jeg bruger en del tid på at græde snot og skrige på den måde. I løbet af denne meget emotionelle og kropslige process mærker jeg virkelig også min krop ryste og blive varm.

Da jeg på et tidspunkt sætter mig op, eller rettere forceret ved at en guide blidt har lagt en hånd på mit bryst der har skabt en voldsom reaktion, opdager jeg at lænet fårover har jeg enten fået mine vinger klippet af eller de bliver klippet af mens jeg sidder der. Herefter oplever jeg at jeg kan gro nye vinger, men disse enten af phønix eller fugle karakter og sprede dem ud over rummet.

Det sidste, men måske mest intense scenarie er at jeg igen ser det gyldne barn siddende foran mig, men denne gang med sorte vinger. Jeg ved at det er mig selv jeg ser på, jeg ved det er djævlen. Jeg trækker mig en smule tilbage, men tænker jeg skal nok se på det så beder en bøn til Michael og Jesus om beskyttelse og lader visionen udfolde sig. Jeg bliver til Lucifer, men samtidig sker der det at jeg igen ser himlens porte åbne sig foran mig og jeg ser hvordan Lucifer bliver lukket ind, mens jeg falder bagover med sorte vinger på ryggen – jeg har taget hans plads. Da jeg rammer jorden er det som om vingerne eller noget dæmonisk fortsætter med at falde. Nu ser jeg mig igen som det gyldne barn og at jeg hvis jeg fokuserer 100% ind I kroppen ikke blot har hele jorden og kosmos som legeplads, men flere forskellige dimmensioner også.

Her stopper vissionen.

Last night's (non-lucid) dream was pretty cool. I was in heaven, in a field, so apparently I had died or something. Two guys there were trying to move from heaven to hell. As to why they would want to do that, I have no idea! Then, there were two ladies there who wanted to move from heaven to Earth instead.

I suppose this particular heaven wasn't all that exciting.

Somehow, in their efforts to travel back to earth, they managed to take me with them. I felt like I was waking up into the land of the living, and suddenly we were in some restaurant located inside of a shopping mall. The two girls were really nice, and I talked to them a bit, but I honestly don't remember why they wanted to go back to Earth. I think they said they had "unfinished business" or something.

There was also a guy with a dog that was performing in a show or something. It's a bit fuzzy in my memory though.

Then, we all got on an elevator to go down to a lower floor. The guy with the dog was on it too. There were a lot of people in said elevator, but it was very large and roomy so it didn't feel crowded. It was a glass elevator, so you could see the lower floors of the mall. Anyway, there was a needle of some sort laying on the ground.

And get this: It moved of its own accord, and immediately began stabbing me. I actually felt the pain. My mind immediately jumped to the conclusion that some sort of organization had built this needle to...do something malicious. But I don't remember what! :')

That faded, and I was outside in a nice neighborhood with some large houses, some of which were under construction. There was a large crowd of people walking towards one of them -- I think the one that was being constructed -- and I remember a pretty girl with a pink strapless blouse, which had a pattern of diamond shapes on it in a variety of colors. She was pale and neither skinny nor overly heavy -- just perfect.

The last thing my dream journal says is "something else as part of dream." I don't remember what that something was, though. I was starting to get really tired and had less than an hour before waking up, so I just went back to sleep I think.

Through a mortal lens I saw glimpses of the immortal. Imperishable dimensions built on the foundation of eternity. I found myself in the dark. It was unlike any darkness I have ever known. The sheer blackness was all-consuming and governed as far as I could see. I questioned my visual capabilities and soon learned I was not blind, yet I could not see. Whether it be my hand from my face, all was the same. The darkness was so deep, so thick, I felt as though it had seeped inside my very body. All around me I heard only screaming, moaning, and growling. It was as though I had stepped into a sports stadium, but the crowd screamed rather than joyously cheered.

I was falling, doing such at a speed like a descending bolt of lightning. I felt it in my gut, I was falling. In that moment I believe I left my body. For a fraction of a second there was an indescribable sensation that I had moved beyond my mortal sleeping body. When the sensation ceased, I found myself in surroundings anew. It was blurred, and fog was present, but I could clearly make out a solid ground which I sat on. It was whiter than snow and I stood up. I was wearing a white gown of sorts. There was a building just beyond me. Behold, it was large and white and looked as though made of precious stone or crystal or pearl. I saw a wall with many pillars and an array of stairs leading up to it. There was clearly a gate which was closed.

I felt the presence of another being with me, yet I saw no one. I heard the mumbling of a voice, and my surroundings were silent save for a swift wind-like sound. No others were present. In that I awoke.

Me, my sister Jenny, and my brother Justin and brother Peter were getting ready to go to school (none of us are in school anymore, Peter is working on his masters degree). Jenny was angry and I was trying to put on a pair of pink shoes but they didn't fit me (in real life that pair fits perfectly, in the dream they were too small). Justin said he needed Peter and I said I ned you too but what is your name, because I thought that Peter had a twin named Peter, so I asked him his name and asked is your name Peter too, is your middle name Harrison (it is in real life). There was a baby who had a red cut under his eyelids. I touched the cut to comfort the baby and then the baby turned into ash. The ash was black, not dark gray like ash usually is. I believe the baby turning into ash was a part of me dying. Later in the dream the baby was back but older and looked different, and didn't have the cut, so that was a part of me being reborn different. We all but Peter and the baby walked out the door to go to a high school and Peter stayed home (he's studying to become a teacher), and I called him "teacher-man" and said "It's teacher-man's turn to teach the baby" Peter didn't respond. Our mom wasn't there, but earlier in the dream my mom was there. I smelled garlic and wanted to eat breakfast. Jenny was angry and I was thinking about God. I was helping Jenny in some way in the beginning of the dream, I was eating bread and trying to show Jenny something.

After writing this dream down, I fell back asleep and had a dream about dying and going to heaven. I was in a cathedral with a bunch of elderly folks and we were all about to die and wake up with a new body in heaven. Jesus was talking to me and healing me of the demonic voices that I heal. I was meditating laying in a bed, there was spiritual knowledge that I now forget in the dream (this is a recurring theme, having powerful, scary mystical dreams, in one my spirit was floating in white and then I fell into a new body on the grass/on my bed, and then later I was in a powerful eagle for two minutes and could see the eagle. Earlier in that dream I had a false wake up outside it was raining and I was crying, the rain was masking my tears. I was in an unfamiliar place but had the feeling that I knew where I was and started to walk home. God and the devil was in the dream.). I thought I would go to the Cathedral of Learning in Pittsburgh after I died. (In real life I already died and now I will never die. My friend Ashley Shear also died and stayed on earth and told me, "If you think you died, you probably did" (this was in real life not a dream. God wanted her to tell me that, it was a part of His plan for me.). I had a lot of insight that is now lost and I was feeling at peace with myself and God and knew that the elderly people who were with me would start to grow younger soon.

Happy New Years Eve!

I haven't written down my dreams in a few days because I've been up north with TPLSGM and just haven't been bothered to. But while I was up there, I had this lucid.
Oh and I'm finally changing my lucid color so it's not the lime-green text anymore.

I was starting to wake up so that's when I knew I was dreaming. I was in a room that looked similar to the cabin. Dani was sitting at the kitchen table. I stared at the texture of the table to stabilize. I decided to try one of my goals. "What's the meaning of life?" I asked her. She stared at me with a blank expression and said, "uhhhhhh.... I don't know."

My next goal was to either summon a dead person or fly to space. I thought it would be too hard to fly to space so I decided to try to summon Robin Williams. So I closed my eyes, thought hard about him, and when I opened them, a lady appeared and we were in a room full of gold. There were gold vases and things on shelves around the room, and I thought maybe I was in heaven. The lady was wearing a white dress with gold detail and black hair, like a goddess. She kind of reminded me of Katy Perry in one of her music videos. There was also another lady who looked similar. The lady by me said, "This is the Lord's prayer room" or something like that. It seemed like I wasn't allowed to see Robin Williams. She began to escort me out. I peered into a room that had children singing church songs.

I think I could have stayed lucid longer, but I woke up anyway and had a false awakening in which I grabbed a pen and notebook to write down this dream. I think this might have been my first false awakening ever.

I woke up with the theme song from the tv series Lost playing in my head.

Dream - Lucid

I just recalled a bit of something...another dream about not attending a class that I was enrolled in. I think it was math again. I only remember this detail, all others are very vague pictures. Some kind of ceremony, I think? Maybe graduation? Not entirely sure.

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I'm not sure where I was, but it was daytime. Dallas was texting me. He was in Oregon. He was saying he may fall down this huge hill. I guess he was hiking and close to a steep hill/ledge. I was worried for him; I hoped he didn't fall. For awhile, I was then not getting any responses from him, and when I'd text him, it would have trouble going through. He must be in a bad reception area. I then tried to call, and it wouldn't go through. I was really starting to get concerned.

I was then in the car, sitting on the passenger's side. Dallas was in the driver's seat, but there was no wheel on his side. I guess I was driving. Anyway, Dallas was sitting there completely naked. He had fallen down the steep hill/ledge. His body was turned in a way where I couldn't see any of his junk. I looked at him, and he looked relatively normal, aside from his front teeth looking like they got banged up, his lip was half normal colored and half a little dark. I was talking to him about us taking him to the hospital, letting his mom know, etc. I also commented on how quickly he got from Oregon to here (it's literally across the country!); I said something about it taking him an hour.

He then told me he didn't think I could handle seeing his injuries. I was talking to him about something when he said this. He turned his body all the way around and...his penis and testicles were completely gone. I tried to keep talking and ignore it, but I couldn't. I was then thinking about some IWL conversations we had about penectomies and how Dallas would fall into a huge depression if that happened. He was telling me it got cut off in the fall, but he couldn't go back and get it. He seemed to be in shock about the whole thing right now, like it wasn't affecting him that badly. I was wondering what they could do for him at the hospital.

I then saw him again at some point, a side view, and it looked like his penis was there after all. It was a very brief view though. I think we were in the hospital.

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I was going down through the floor, down, down, down into darkness. I realized this wasn't waking life, but it didn't feel like a lucid dream, it honestly felt more like an OBE (for convenience purposes, I'm going to use the color code for my LDs, even though I genuinely do not believe it was a regular LD). I decided that I wanted to see what Hell looked like (I do not believe that heaven and hell are real places, but states of mind and being). In a previous experience some years ago, I was going down into the ground in a similar fashion in an LD, but I was too afraid to see hell, so I went back up. This time, I said to myself that I could handle it; I was ready to see it. I was concerned about waking myself up, but I held it together very well. I then looked down at my body and saw I was naked in the darkness as I descended. Interesting.

I then was in hell. I was in a room where there were these long tables all around the perimeter of the room. There were children who were supposed to be getting their faces painted by adults, but the adults were cutting their faces and painting them with blood. The children were scared and upset. There was a doorway leading into another room. I went into that one. I don't remember what was specifically going on in there, but there were more scared and upset children.

I then was in blackness again, and this feeling of fear and despair came over me. I knew they were not my own feelings, but the feelings pervading this hell. I saw vague shapes in the blackness.

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I woke up from that last dream and fell asleep again, fully aware that I was going to enter a dream. I was out of my body again. I was in the house I grew up in. I don't remember many details about being in the house, but I then went outside and floated into the air. It was a bright and sunny day. I decided since I had seen hell, it was time to see heaven. I went up, up, up into the air. I then was in this tube that was very vivid. It was covered in light blue squares that had some Disney character's face on them. I went further into the tube and the color changed to yellow with more characters. It kept changing like this until I emerged on the other side.

I was in what looked like the exact same face painting room from hell, except for this time, the kids were really getting their faces painted. They were not scared or sad, but it was a much more calm atmosphere.

Unfortunately, I don't remember any more from this experience. I don't think much happened after that.

I then was back on Earth, outside in the daytime. I was floating, working on the effortless method of just letting it happen, but then I started to go down towards the Earth. I started to make myself float up again, and started to "swim" through the air. I knew that this was not what I had been working on, and it felt like I had more resistance, but it was working. I was swimming upwards and to the left towards the house.

There was a point where I looked in a mirror slightly above me and at an angle, and wanted to make angel wings appear on my back (something I tried to do in a previous LD not long ago), and lo and behold, there they were on my back. They were white and feathered. I smiled; they were beautiful.

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I was again entering a dream. I felt like I was leaving my body, but appeared in a different room. I saw my sleeping body laying on the bed. It was naked, but in the same position that I fell asleep in. I seemed to be in what looked like a hotel room. Someone else was in there too, though I'm not sure who. They could see me though, which was kind of surprising. I went into the bathroom and floated. Someone else came in, my CS assistant manager, C. She could see me floating in the air! I was surprised that she could see me! I started to do these flips between the walls by the toilet, and she was laughing. I loved it!

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Caved and took a whole Ambien again last night. -_-; I'm going to take a half tonight, otherwise I'll never get off this stuff. Though the experiences I had were very cool. I never felt like I was lucid dreaming; I felt out of body. It really did feel different. It was quite fascinating!

I was flying and then I was standing in a field by two trees that were swaying violently with the wind. An old lady was standing next to me. I didn't tell her that it was a dream. She said isnt it beautiful and i said yes. I told her I had no place to stay and she told me I could stay with her. We walked for a while and then i was in an orchard. The old woman dissapeared and there were a lot of people there. Then I was in another field doing dream-ballet with a woman that i loved at the time. We danced and I enjoyed dancing and then I woke up.

I dreamt a long time ago that I was in the air and i had to choose between heaven and hell, and heaven was scary and I tried to leave, but then someone said no stay wait. So I did and then I met some people. I went to a swimming pool that had lap lanes, and I thought, Im in heaven, but I don't see Jesus anywhere, where is Jesus? And then a guide came and carried me to a different world. I was outside. It turned out it wasnt heaven after all but Jesus carried me to the REAL heaven. I was outside and I walked into a room inside with a huge blue pool and there was a lifeguard sitting on a high chair by the pool.

In another dream about heaven, I was in a literature class and a painting class, and the woman teaching it was angelic and I loved her and I saw her bedroom and her clothing hung up.

In another heaven dream, I was auditioning to Julliard and was asking the adminstration desk at Julliard what I needed to do to get in. It turns out it was actually heaven school and the angel at the desk said something along the lines of, "I hope they have compassion on you." And then suddenly i was in a feild of flowers and i was lost and then God carried me back to my bed and I woke up.

Ive had many dreams where I was visiting heaven. In them I had the lucid sense that I was visiting heaven. It wasnt 100% a lucid dream, but I knew it wasn't ordinary consciousness. I was flying going to classes and talking to angels. The very first heaven dream I had was when I was in a psychiatric hospital I dreamt I was in an angelic swimming water meditation class I was meditating in the water with other people and then I was in a cafeteria and later after I meditated and pondered on this dream I thought it was REAL and NOT A DREAM and I was really visiting heaven in night in body, that God carried my body there and back again. I reflected on it again and realized it was just a dream but it was a prophetic dream, a dream giving me insight and wisdom onto what heaven is like and that what happened in the dream was exactly what happens in the swimming water meditation classes in heaven are. In another dream I was tasting fruit and making fruit smoothies and the food I was dreaming about are foods that only exist in heaven cafeterias. It was another prophetic dream.

short dream

I was inside my house and I looked out the front window and saw a man with a rope around his neck, the rope tied to the tree in my front yard. He was ready to hang himself. I ran outside to him and yelled "Dont!" and he said something like, "but I don't want to live anymore" and I was going to try to talk him out of it but I realized that I had no idea what to say.. but apparently I figured something out because he didn't go through with it.

I wish I remembered more of this dream

I was standing on the shore of an ocean. it was foggy and I was looking out to sea. I don't remember this but I think I went out as far as I could and drowned (on purpose?). I was then in space, something guiding me (God?) and we zoomed throughout the universe. I saw stars and galaxies and it was amazing. Then I appeared in this room full of guitars. Some of them had broken strings. They represented people's lives. Then, I asked if there was a place to go rollerblading in heaven. I appeared outside on a smooth tarmac and there was this girl rollerblading like an ice skater. I joined her and it was fun

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I am playing some kind of game, following leads, finding clues, to unravel some mistery. I'm alone but competing with other teams. The last lead brought me to this hexagonal atrium, with scupltures in wall niches, decorations on the walls,
and the clues I have is "9" and "ice". I look around to find anything that relates to these clues. I see a stone roman nine on a wall and what seems like and ice cristal. I press them, hoping to open some door or something, but nothing happens.
Then a couple of other teams appear and they have different clues, but they also follow my logic and start pressing others numbers and symbols. Nothing happens.
Then I have the feeling I have been here before and this hasn't worked, so I reason that the answer is cooperation. We all found clues and together they form a password. I suggest this to the others, only a couple of blond girls thinks I am probably right, the others think I just want to still their clues. But after a while of everyone trying their own ideas with no sucess, they consider trying my idea. We try different combinations and I say them out loud. When I pronounce the right one, my voice sounds like a thunderous angel's voice. It shakes the fabric of the universe, it shatters the place we were then. And I find myself in this ohter place, strangely looking like a diner or cafeteria in the 60's. I look around, trying to figure out what's this about and I see my grandparents, younger than I've ever met them. I stare at them and my grandmother looks at me with a frown, like "what are you staring at?". I have the feeling this was the moment when I chose my family, before my parents had even met. When I feel this certainty within me, I then feel like I'm transported to heaven's waiting room, where I am pampered and all my needs attended by incredibly polite waiters. I sit at a bar and I am served nice cocktail drinks I don't even ask for. They also ask me what I want to eat and they offer me seafood, which I reject and ask for something vegetarian instead. But they tell me all the "animal-like" food they have in this place does not come from real animals. No living animal was actually killed, this food is materialized as it is. I still don't think it feels right and I don't eat it. Then a boy sits by my side and starts flirting with me. Says he is a huge fan, I soon realize he is more than that. He is becoming annoying, so I tell him politely that I'm not interested, but he makes a scene, throwing dishes with food on the floor, on his chair, all over me. The nice waiters come immediately to help me, they clean up everything and about my dirty clothes, I understand I just need to imagine a new set of freshc clothes and they instantly replace the dirty ones. He is kicked out from this place. But eventually I decide to get outside of this "waiting room". I go fly a bit over a forest outside, but soon I am shot from the middle of the trees. It fails to hit me, but then more shots follow and I have trouble avoiding them. I fly away to a nearby city, but all the people there look alike and they all turn to me and try to hit me. They don't have guns, but they throw anything else at me. At first I just dodge, but after a while I'm getting sick of it and start catching and throwing back. And I don't fail and they fall and I weaken him/them.
Then the time comes... In the middle of the chaos, appears like a nursing room and symbols of my childhood to come. I see a box with toys and the barbie doll ballerina that I will have and hold in my memory 'till this day.
Then the dolls become real women experiencing sexual ecstasy and I am being pulled into a vortex. As they reach orgasm simultaneously, I also experience an orgasm and as my body spasms, I wake up.

February 10, 2014

review: a very long dream separated into three parts, a psychotic doctor is out for blood, two agents help me, a war breaks out in the sky

Psychotic Doctor
My neighbor is a doctor. The dream right now is abstract and our houses are little cardboard cartons. This whole time, I had no idea that my neighbor, the doctor, is a complete psychopath. He's murdered. And after word gets out about these murders the doctor flees and goes into hiding.

I was riding my bicycle down the neighborhood when I nearly run over a crazed man. It's the doctor! Half of his face is missing its skin. But right before my eyes his face starts to heal. Is he not human? Like a monster, he attacks my bicycle and I run away.

Later on, I take refuge at an elderly woman's house. But this house is where the doctor is hiding in. Threatened again, I run away.

Agents for Hire
Me and my friends are in a large office building desperately trying to get help! A murderer is on the lose and he's after us. No one believed our crazy story about our friendly neighborhood doctor who transformed into a monster, except for two young female agents. One was ginger and the other was black with curly hair. The duo were the youngest agents and they were looking for an interesting off beaten job.

They quickly hurry me and my friends away from the main office, their bosses, and into a private backroom. They ask me if there's anything supernatural about this case. And I explain to them his face was disfigured and then before my eyes he healed.

The agents were kind and listened to everything I had to say and seemed to be scheming where to go from here. As I told them my story I remembered more dream scenes *possible false memories*. As I recalled those scenes they happened again.

The woman the doctor is staying with is actually a little person, not sure why that detail was important. When I left her house I wasn't alone, I was with my friends. Afraid the doctor was after us, we transformed into tanuki and hid in some bushes.

The agents reassure us that they are committed to our case! But then, an explosion outside catches us all off guard.

Sky War
A real war has broken out. My friends and I and the agents were gathered in some sort of military headquarters. But after we left the headquarters I was separated my friends and never knew what happened to them.

The battle taking place on the ground was beyond me. Guns vs guns, not my thing. What could I do? I look up to the sky. The real battle was taking place up there! Thousands of aerial battle ships! From down here they all looked like black dots darting across the sky. I can't help but shout "Look at that!". I swear I even saw dragons.

I'm no use down here. What about up there? Im worried I won't be able to fight if I focus on flying. But I had a sense my friends were up there in that battle. I fly up high and higher. I flew so high I reached the first tier of heaven.

In this first tier of heaven there were computer screens watching the business of earth. I suddenly think about a DC who I know to be deceased and ask an employee if I can see him. The deceased DC was shrunken in a box, too depressed to come out.

"When will he be better?"
"When he's ready."
"He's an idiot but he's really a nice guy."
"I know" replied the man "I created him."

The comment goes over my head. From the computer screen I can see that thousands are ignoring the war and watching useless TV like the simpsons. I get angry and start popping in and out of the TV screens and inform them about the war!

I flew through a screen and entered an empty living room. For a moment the news on the TV screen hypnotized. And then I remembered "the war! I have to find my friends!" I fly through the TV screen again, hoping it would take me back to where I started.

Instead I found myself on a tropical island, maybe Hawaii. I'm 1000's of miles away from the Sky War. Life here is peaceful. I meet some locals who try to tell me there's nothing to worry about or fear here. They invite me, we have lunch, life is good.

Suddenly there is a large explosion! The locals run outside and think the volcano must be acting up. But I look up to the sky. Giant enemy battalion ships, the Sky War is here. I woke up shortly after.

(This is from September 1.)

I decided to go shopping at a new grocery store, but the front door was closed, so I took a shopping cart and went in through the cart area where they have those big plastic flaps employees push carts through. The first thing I saw was a big display with lots of holiday candy, mostly Christmas and Valentine's Day candies, then I passed through this huge open section that was almost the size of a regular grocery store itself. It was nothing but meat, lots of different kinds of meat, different cuts and stuff, all piled up on counters all the way around the walls. Some of the meat piles were almost as high as me. I remember being both fascinated and creeped out at the same time.

I was debating on taking a plane ride to Indiana. The people I was going with were taking the plane, but I determined that it was only 200 miles away, and that I might beat them there if I take my car since they'd have to wait for the plane and all. When I got there, I walked out onto a long wooden walkway that snaked around a building and jutted out over a big waterfall and some dangerous rapids. Also on the walkway was a little girl who stood with a creepy old man, and I remember thinking the guy was totally a pedophile but the girl seemed okay so I ignored him. I talked to the girl about some things and she giggled a lot, but later I found out the girl had died and most likely was killed, and I just knew it was that creepy old guy's fault. I slipped and fell down on the walkway, and when I looked up I saw a huge spider in a web on my left and a huge yellow butterfly on my right. I was almost too terrified to move because I didn't want to upset either of the bugs but someone I slowly got to my feet and went into the building the walkway was attached to. Inside was a long hallway and lots of different rooms, and they were labelled based on what was taking place inside of the room, like for instance one was labelled SAT Room and people were taking the SAT test in there. I went into a room with a haircut label and the lady there said I had to get my hair cut if I wanted to be a part of their building. So I sat down and she cut my hair, but I kept hearing her say "Oops!" and I was upset that my hair would look crappy.

I had a lucid dream that began with me standing in the dining room of a house. It was decorated very southern and was quaint. Nothing was really happening except me standing there, so it gave me time to think about where I was, and I didn't know. So I performed a reality check, the palm test, but it failed and my finger did not go through my palm. Still it felt like something wasn't right, so I did another reality check by holding my nose and trying to breathe through it anyway. It worked, and I was still able to breath, and that's when I realized I was dreaming! As soon as I became lucid, the scene started to fizzle out, like an old TV screen when you hit the antenna, so I rubbed my hands together and spun around a few times and the scene restablized. At that point, I was super excited because it's rare that I have complete control of my actions in a lucid dream, and I immediately go to the front door of the house and try to open it. However, when I opened it, there was another door behind it, and another, and another, and it was just endless doors all the way. So I went to try a closet door and it also gave me nothing but endless doors. I was really annoyed at this turn of events because I didn't want to be stuck in a quaint country house when I could go out and do fun lucid things, so I stared really hard at the front door and willed all my concentration on it. I had a vision of myself opening the door and emerging on the other side in a heavenly realm as nothing but pure light energy, so I took that as a sign to try opening the door. Sure enough, the door opened, but just to the front porch rather than the nice Heaven I'd envisioned. Out on the porch I was overlooking an old farmer's field covered in snow, with a few trees growing here and there. It looked a bit like the backyard of my grandmother's trailer. I got really excited again and jumped off the porch, intending to fly away, but instead of flying I drifted to the ground like a leaf. Another failure! I lay there, face down in the snow, concentrating on willing myself airborne, and after about a minute or so I began to hover about an inch off the ground. I continued hovering, kind of wobbling precariously in various directions like that American flying saucer prototype in that one old video, but the dream fell apart before I could really get my flight aspirations going.

I had just gotten a new wallet. It was black and white on the outside, but the inside was lined with this silvery fabric that had glitter and holographic rainbow colors all over it. When you opened it up, it unfolded into a big suitcase that could hold notebooks and pencils and such, it was like the TARDIS of wallets. I knew I had classes soon, but I really wanted to get my wallet ready so I could bring it with me, so I sat down and started putting all my schoolbooks and pens and such in it, I remember having some pens with glitter all over them and putting them in because they matched so well. Eventually, I glanced over at the clock and saw I was late for class, so I rushed to school and entered the room with my sparkly new wallet. The classroom was huge, it looked like a plane hangar and had desks set up in rows like normal, however there were hundreds of desks. It was a huge class. The teacher was talking about some kind of math, and I wasn't paying attention because I was organizing my wallet. Then I got my old wallet out and started putting that stuff in my new one as well. The guy next to me whispered and said that somebody was trying to steal my old wallet, so I looked over and sure enough there was another guy reaching for it. I pulled it away and gave him an evil glare. Then the teacher announced we were going on a field trip, but didn't say where, so we all piled onto a big bus and started heading out of Huntsville and down through Arab. The bus didn't have windows, instead it had a long thin open space like those horse trailers have. After a few hours I started to get worried wondering why the trip was taking so long, but suddenly we drove down a dirt road and were at a renaissance festival. The driver said this isn't where we were supposed to be and that we were lost, but he didn't want to ask directions, so he drove around the festival. So we all sat in the bus and admired all the jewelry and things the vendors had for sale as we slowly drove past them. I remember thinking the vendors shouldn't have their booths so close to the dirt road because it would be easy for me to reach out and grab their wares as we drove by. Soon the bus got stuck in the mud and we had to get out, and I was all excited because I loved renaissance festivals. All the other students followed me around because I was the only one who'd ever been to one, so I started showing them around. We walked past vendors and I pointed to the parking lot on the right side, and I pointed to a huge open field on my left side where a bunch of ladies dressed up in renaissance costumes were running around a Maypole doing the ribbon dance.

(Note: I don't know if this was a separate dream or the same one since it takes place at the same renaissance festival, but it feels like it was separate somehow so I'm starting a new paragraph here.)
I was walking around the festival and the ground was getting kind of muddy because it had started to rain. Then a woman who looked like the goddess Cosmos walked past me and around the corner, and I knew she was actually the real Cosmos so I ran after her. However I didn't see her around the corner. Suddenly I heard people screaming so I looked up and saw these demonic monsters flying around and swooping down to kill people, however some of the demons were grabbing people and taking them away. I freaked out, as did everyone else, and started running towards the open field where the Maypole was, but then I fell so I pretended to be dead so they wouldn't take me. I remember feeling gross laying there on the muddy ground and I could feel bugs crawling around me, but I was too terrified to move. I lay there for a while and eventually the demons had taken everyone and had begun going around to the dead bodies and eating them. I knew this was it for me, so I thought of a really bad plan. I decided to get up and go convince the demon leader I was on her side. So I channeled an evil psychopath to help influence me to say the right things, in this case the psychopath was my friend Karr, so the demon leader would think I was sufficiently evil. I went before her, I think her name was Morgana or something with an M, and spoke to her. One of her henchmen, an incubus whose name I don't remember, took a liking to me and vouched for me, and then he bit my lip and licked the blood as some kind of weird blood pact. Morgana sent me back into the festival field to gather up any leftover humans and bring them back to her, where she put them in one of two dungeons that were attached to the fake wooden festival castles. I knew the demons would eat them, but I was being selfish and looking out for myself so I led all the stragglers to the prisons. I felt worse and worse for what I had done, so I decided to defy the demons and break the humans free, even if it meant I'd die. Then Cosmos appeared and we organized a prison break, she would lead out one prison and I would lead out the other. The next thing you know, Cosmos and I were running for the festival gates with about a hundred freed people following us. Morgana was furious, and started to flood the field. The field itself was in a sort of basin so we knew if we didn't get to the top of the basin where the parking lot was, we would all drown. We escaped the field just as it started to flood too high, but the incubus who vouched for me was throwing fireballs at us. Past the parking lot, I saw two trees and I knew if I reached those trees we would be safe for some reason. We got to the trees and ran between them, and then we stopped running. The trees were no longer trees, they were two white marble columns, and we were in this beautiful marble palace. Ahead of us, it was open to the outside, and overlooked a landscape of clouds that were beautiful oranges, pinks, and purples, like the sky at sunset, and there were other palaces and things in the distance. Everything was bathed in this nice soft sunlight, but it wasn't harsh and sunny like a bright day, it was just right. I knew it was heaven. Cosmos was gone and there were only about ten people behind me now, but that seemed normal. I was different now, I was hovering a few feet off the ground and wearing a long white robe, and I had white angel wings. The others looked the same as before though, and as I floated through the halls they followed behind me. One asked if I was an angel, and I smiled and nodded. This great awesome feeling of peaceful calm washed over me, as well as this joyous high, and I spun around as I floated along and sung songs. The song I sung was an Enya song, I think it was either Marble Halls or On My Way Home, or a mix of the two. I just remember being so happy and thinking I was home. Then we all stopped as Jesus Himself walked through the hall towards us to greet us. I was so ecstatic I could barely contain myself, and I flew right at Him and jumped in His arms for hugs, and He was happy to have me back as one of His angels again, and I was assured the other humans were also safe.