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Thu, 26 Mar 2015:
*** short LD x2 + WILD=No.300!!!! 1030pm quick bts@1240am wbtb recording dream only but took at while @420am (5h50) first awakening @1240 had some vague recall of ideas. Decided not enough to use for bts visualizing and didn't record.


420am wake from an "I was just there" dream. Facility similar to SD in C(25 minutes W NW) or one of my past workplaces. End with helping special needs adult who was with C from work section near mailroom and a little girl. Actually before the facility we are in a store like Target or Kmart and I'm there with I think my #Dad and #Brother. My brother is pushing a shopping cart also and a little fast and draws the attention of a manager that is up on a platform about 1 story higher. I notice this and motion like I am telling my brother to act right and get the manager to back off.

This transitions shortly after to me driving outside the aforementioned facility and was going to park in front of the main entrance and use my badge to get something I forgot inside. I don't want that manager guy (mixing the work facility with the store) to come though so I look for another place to park more out sight and get further from entrance trying to find an actual parking spot almost parking in an area that was painted off with gray border that I decided meant "no parking."

Eventually park to the left of there and I think I hear employees coming out at the end of their shift. I think about heading to my car but they will wonder why i am out here. Now I need to hide behind a crop of shrubs and small trees on a small hill above the parking area and there is a trail off to my left that I later realize has a fork that runs right behind me as well. At first it looks like some will walk towards the couple of cars in the lot below and others off to my left walking towards perhaps the train station but cut over to the fork towards me and see my feet sticking out from my hiding spot as I lay belly down on the ground looking around at where everyone is heading. When they find me it seems both groups have converged on me and I'm discovered and get up. My story is that I was going to surprise someone. "Who?" They ask like they are interested in who has a secret admirer or something. "It depends on who came by" being vague or secretive they might figure.

Talking with the ladies, I see an ID picture of C (mentioned at beginning) and this transitions to me indoors with her a little older and a little girl maybe 5 and a special needs adult. C asks the little girl to come with her while she goes to the bathroom outside(?) in case she needs to call for help and I tell the little girl who looks maybe half Black and Hispanic "yes just come back here and knock on the door like so and I can help." During this I am having a bit of a challenge keeping the special needs person from falling over holding onto him(?) as he leans various ways but mostly backwards while he is putting on his shoes or something. 5am finish typing on my phone (quieter). time flew by though.

***League game, Mom, DEILD
I'm getting ready for a game and the game before us that seems to have implications on who we might play in the playoffs. it seems the underdog won tonight...could affect our playoffs. Oh no I think I'm not fully suited up yet and I look up and some guys are playing Basketball and my teammates are all gone and I realize that I'm dreaming. I float up a little bit in the gymnasium before waking up. On waking this reminds me to check status of playoffs and related email when i get up later. 298


I'm in the car with my mom who's driving and the road looks a little strange as I look closer it looks like the road has been taken out by some disaster but there's still a strip of it left and I ask my mom if we are sleeping and then I realize yes this is just a dream. I float up out of the car a bit before waking. 299

Yesterday I was thinking how I have shortchanged my LD count in the past whenever I had a really short LD often not counting them but I decided that was not right…so I counted those last two but will not make any adjustments to past counting…too much trouble and probably not very significant.

Trying to get in a super comfortable position after my wife leaves and has set the alarm I am determined to get back to lucid dreaming and hold on to it for number three hundred! Not a super impressive lucid dream but it was much longer than those last two and I achieved my first WILD in a little while! (FM and CL if reading: still no G yet, only apple juice but may try soon). I am very happy with how my overall wild transition went seemingly never losing consciousness as well. I was getting significant HI's (just imagery). Even reposition myself somewhat slightly and get back to the HI's. In the sequence that led to the dream entry it started with a white shape, somewhat complex, on a black background. It was like a morphing white circle with some gashes cut into it mostly along the right and bottom making the white parts in that section look like curved knives. Mentally reminded myself to only observe it passively but in retrospect I think I was already fully in a dream based on the next sequence and the stability of the white on black HI.

In the next sequence I am looking at a movie screen size and shaped image forming in front of me taking up most of my field of view with just blackness on the edges, formed from the previous white circle on black, and I start to get imagery that I thought was coming from my waking life eyes of the wall that I'm facing towards, from my position in bed...but I see that if I keep my eyes just a sliver open that I can continue to see the imagery and block out the view from my room. this was all part of the dream however because I realized that I'm still wearing my sleep mask and I would not be able to see the wall in my room at all.

I come more and more into the image and eventually I'm fully in the scene but it is not clear yet. I stay patient and before long I am in a beautiful sunny daytime scene with green grass and houses and a wall nearby that I go for, to rub on the cement wall to stabilize the visuals. It works. I float up a little bit but then I decide to land.

There are a lot of people around now and I'm checking out the DC's. I walk up to one group and at first they look at me curiously but then look absolutely terrified and run off! This is not something I've seen since purposely trying to scare DC's. Interesting. I see more people whose path I'm going to cross and as we approach each other the same thing happens, they look terrified!

I see a restaurant whose whole front wall is all big glass windows, so you can see inside and it looks like it is full, hosting a busy party with DJ lights despite being daytime outside it looks a little darker in there. It has an interesting symbol on the outside that gives me the impression that it is Asian Restaurant of some kind. I make my way towards the restaurant passing a few other terrified groups of DC's and I stand outside the door thinking about what I want to do next and I decide to go in, it could be interesting. As I go in the visuals start to fade but I remain calm and I can still make out shapes of people moving around and eventually decide to walk back outside the restaurant and observe from the outside where had no issues.

Eventually I got down on the ground laying on my stomach with my head propped up on both my hands, my elbows on the ground and just watched what was going on around me in wonder. After a while I could feel a little pressure on my left shoulder and was feeling like it was my waking life shoulder tired from laying on my side but I was able to shift back to my dream body and feel myself completely off of that sore shoulder and back on my stomach with my head propped up by my two hands, elbows on the ground which was a weird shift in orientation from side laying to a more upright straight on forward position. Eventually focus shifted back to my sleeping body and my shoulder who wanted me to turn over into a more comfortable position and I transition completely to my waking body and woke up smiling big and turned over to my other side! No.300

Side notes: RC's had more impact yesterday after the LD where I almost couldn't believe I was dreaming and felt totally awake. I did drink 6oz of apple juice this night a little after 9pm, after one night off from apple juice and 10 days or more off before the two nights before that. AJ always seems to help with vividness and putting me "there." This is also the 3rd night in a row with LD's and 3rd night in a row where my only focus during wbtb was on recall. Upon btb I am only visualizing becoming lucid in the previous dreams. No mantras or SSILD. I have also been better about checking off any daytime worries or thoughts quickly and getting back to dreamy thoughts.

This one's from yesterday. Note: I've had a VERY similar dream before, and as I went through this dream, I remembered the last one. The setting was the same. I think this one fluctuated from lucid to non-lucid.

I'm in a prison, as an inmate, but this prison's more like some kind of highschool (I don't know why I keep getting highschool dreams, it was years ago ). I recall the last dream (within this one) that I escaped during a riot/party from an enclosed outside area. There are several different keys. In this dream, I'm an underclassman and the seniors accept me as their own (I don't think they know what grade/level I'm in). There's this hippie dude as some kind of leader for the seniors and I make best friends with him.
Somehow this dream transitions into police chasing us/shooting futuristic weapons at us in the ruins of some warehouse. I'm with the same group of people running from the cops. One of the cops has 26 illegal assassins somewhere, and he has brought his newest recruit (the 27th). I think they get us, and I woke up.

Undated:
Winter. Saw someone breaking into cars parked outside. I quickly hid behind the curtains but I was not fast enough. He saw, started walking around the apartment building, looking inside windows. We started turning off lights, triple-checking door locks, closing curtains.

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Later that night:
Some kind of pretty vial, said to contain LSD. We come from another dimension and brought it with us.

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August 4th, 2014: (word for word from paper)
Several dreams, do not remember them all. One of them was lucid, involved, being given shots for being 'crazy' because I had trouble talking, not sure if this was toward the beginning or the end. Floated around to maintain lucidity when started to lose it, gripped a metal object. Felt it, it was so real, cold, etc. Woke up at 3:40AM. Laying in bed until after bf left for work. Fell asleep again around 7ish, in and out. Saw a taxi from the sky, it drove into a river. Then I woke up inside a taxi driving on the road (snow covering everything in both scenes). I asked "Where am I?" and a voice out of nowhere said "[Friend's Name Here]'s House." and I opened my eyes to my bed. Vibrations/being pulled into wild. (I guess I got lazy at this point because that was the end of the page and no more notes)

18.11.2014

Sidling My Way Through a Demon Girl (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m trying to hide away from a girl that looks a lot like the one from the F.E.A.R. game series, albeit with more mannequin-esque features to her visage, and overall body composition.

She’s wearing what could just be a long red dress, or maybe a red shirt with blue jeans, but whatever the case may be, she’s scary as hell. Her eyes are nonexistent, and there’s nothing but a black void for the holes of where her eyes should be. She has some kind of weird formation on her mouth, almost as if it was forced, carved, or sculpted on her, and it’s the only expression she can portray other than her eyebrow and other facial movements.

I’m sidling against a wall, and I’m looking at myself in a third person point of view. A few inches from me is a red door that has a composition of an old-school telephone booth; the kind you would see from the show Dr. Who (TARDIS), but it’s just the style of it that’s imposed onto the door. She’s right behind this door, and I have a feeling she knows I’m very close to her.

Her eyes are gradually glowing white, and I hear her slightly demonic voice intertwined with an innocent and girl voice informing me that she found me. I forget what I do next, but I do know that I’m literally bracing on the door she’s behind.

I'm listening to a man die while I remain in hiding. I'm thinking that maybe I should have moved sooner and saved him, even though I'd have risked being seen - but I don't have any particular emotion about this, except maybe a little irritation at myself. I've been sent into this old stone ruin of a fortress, and I'd intended for only five particular men to be spared. Now I'm down to four. It's not ideal, but I'll have to live with it.

I couldn't hear her very clearly from my hiding place under their bed, but the woman who stabbed him said something to the effect that he should have recognized her. Some personal revenge thing - none of my business. Now I'm seeing the sort of smoke haze of colors passing before my eyes that I associate with life leaving a body. I watch it dissipate in the air, and I'm irritated at the waste. Waiting around is pointless now - and the woman should be directly above me. I stab up through the mattress.

When she dies, my perspective shifts. I'm floating in the void, with this massive black slab of a door in front of me, as wide as it is tall, some kind of geometric symbol across it. It's standing on this sort of grid far below, like a chess board where all the squares are black, with the door as a line across the center of the board. There's a few gravestones occupying some of the squares of the grid - that's new. I realize immediately they represent the previous targets the door sent me after - one of them must represent that woman whose death brought me back here. The door's saying something in my head about bringing it wisdom for the dead.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Slept a bit better, had okay-ish dream recall but I let some details slip by lying in bed and not being diligent enough about writing them down sooner. I even had a decent stab at the SSILD cycles, but the consecutive run of bad sleeps over the past few nights probably didn't give me a good base mindset for lucidity.

Dream Fragment
Standing on the driveway to my parents house at night-time, reminds me of when I used to sneak home late.

Dream 1 - Zombies at Uni
For some reason there's a zombie Apocalypse, me and some others have kind of gathered together. We're near the northern exit of the university (I know there was more to this, but I forgot most of what happened prior to this point) and we jump into this massive armoured vehicle. There's zombies off somewhere, I don't recall seeing them much except on the sidelines/backgrounds of the dream. The armoured vehicle can't move or something, but luckily there's another car loaded in the back compartment of it, all hooked up and tied down. I run to the back of the armoured vehicle and kick the back door open, then jump back and flick a hook off of the car, the rest simultaneously come free letting the car roll back. We proceed to hop inside, and then I think I woke up.

Dream 2 - Giant Cockroaches
I seem to remember dropping something at the very start of the dream... It was dark with only a little amount of light which made shadow-outlines of things. Whatever I dropped didn't hit the ground, because a size-able cockroach with pincers clamped it, I notice the sprawling crawling mass of these covering the floor. Fast-forward to later on, I'm running, there are GIANT cockroaches now, comparable to the spiders in the 'Eight-Legged Freaks' movie. It's still dark and I'm running, I'm in an old building (19th century Victorian brickwork or something) and I dash to the side, into a closed off room. I hide on the floor, near a big wooden table. I know they can't get in here.
*skitter*
"what was that?"
I look at a small cockroach scuttling across the floor near me, I realize that maybe the little ones can get in though... It feels like a few minutes pass, and I notice even more of them, they seem to amass into a swarm on the floor and I decide to rethink the idea of hiding, with the feeling that the larger ones are actually able to break into the room too now. I head to the exit on the other side of the room, and I think 'hmmm what if they've blocked off the other exit...?' but as I'm about to exit the room I wake up.

Was pretty bored with these dreams, didn't feel scared or fearful of anything in them (they sound like they should have been nightmares in retrospect, but weren't), they weren't strongly emotional.

England in the 1940s or so, I'm disembodied and watching a man and a woman singing a duet in a garden. Both of them are thinking about a man named Dyson. They were friends when they were younger, but he left the country years ago and they haven't heard from him since; in their memories, he's a sort of ideal. I'm thinking how disappointed they would be if they were to see him now.

When their song's over, they talk with the people who'd been listening. The woman who'd been singing is speaking to a particular man, very wealthy, and hinting that she's expecting him to invite her along to a particular event. But although they clearly have some kind of history, he finds this suggestion laughable - he hardly even thinks of her as a woman. I'm surprised, since I'd just been thinking about how beautiful she is - the dream image had zoomed in on her profile as she was talking to him, and I'd been admiring the curve of her nose, the softness of her hair. Very beautiful. But the man walks off with most of the others - they're heading back toward the house. The man she'd been singing with comes up to her and says he saw her talking to that wealthy guy, and how they seem to get along well. She says, "Sure do."

My POV turns around, not following them - I'm focusing on the opposite direction. On a hill overlooking the garden, there's a man who'd been hiding among the trees and bushes, watching them. This is Dyson.

It's been a little while since I last recorded a dream (almost a month in fact). Luckily, I had a big burst of recall this morning, remembering one specific dream in vivid detail. Don't know what caused it to spike back up, but I was on a trip, so I did sleep somewhere other than home.

I went to school with my girlfriend (yeah, throwing in the big dream signs already). This school was a mish-mash of various real life and fictional places, though mostly real life. When my girlfriend and I arrived at the school, we both went to our separate classes. It was shaping up to be a very good day, because both John and Hank Green (of Vlogbrothers fame) came to our class and chose me to interview them in front of the students. I had to prepare my questions, while they went off to a separate room to wait. As I was preparing, a couple of students started messing with me and really began to piss me off. Eventually it got to the point where I shoved one of them out of my personal space and began yelling at the entire class, telling them they're all a bunch of jerks and they have no respect.
At this point, obviously, I was quite embarrassed! So I ran out of the classroom, not knowing where to go. I decided to try to find my girlfriend to tell her what all happened, but when I found her, I got even more upset since she was giving most of her attention to some guy named Cody. This just wasn't my day! I ran away from that too and started hiding in various parts of the school, occasionally running away if the principal was near. This is where it started to get even more odd. As I was wandering through the school, I stumbled into none other than Auron from Final Fantasy X (and wouldn't you know it, I bought the HD remaster a few days ago). Auron ended up giving me good advice and told me not to feel bad about it all.
"Just apologize. Go back in there and be cool about it."
I gave him my thanks, feeling a lot better. So, of course, I took his advice to the letter and ran back to the class, apologizing in front of everyone and going back to my seat to prepare for my interview with John and Hank Green.

What a graceful dream THAT was. Lots and lots of running and hiding. Moral of the story: Final Fantasy X cheers me up.

Night of 4/16/14

Dream 1:

rolling up a long cigarette ( 2 feet long)
smoke it
feel a buzz


(different dream?)

raining
(next to a jungle? in south america?)
had to hide from someone
we both had guns
running around sparse small bungalows hiding
lights out
we both had guns
friend was in a house with me, needed to protect him

Two dreams remembered last night, the first being pretty hazy. The second, however, was both more vivid and more funny in terms of what it meant.
I was at a house I didn't recognize with a bunch of friends I didn't recognize. Apparently we were trying to hide from some creature that was hunting us down. I hid between a small spot next to the wall behind a table. Sadly, that's about all I remember from this one.

This second dream was rather interesting. I wasn't in the dream at all, I was more like an observer to what was happening. In a way, it was like watching a movie. It seemed to be about a blonde-haired girl who was working for the police. However, as the movie progressed, weird things started happening, and the girl slowly came closer to becoming lucid, as it turned out everything going on around her was a dream. However, there were multiple things in her dream to try to keep her from getting lucid, including a sinister woman in a business suit. In the end, I don't remember if she ever got lucid or not. This dream was pretty funny though in that way, because it's like I was trying to convince myself that this was a dream, but the fact that I was watching it like a movie made it less obvious to me. Still, I take that as a good sign. Like, scratching the surface of awareness in a way.

Me and some random DC's, about 2 woman and three men are hurriedly walking through this cafeteria, it's dim and loud and it looks futuristic. Then we barge into this door and walk into this room that it brightly lit up, we all sit down, I don't know what's going on but I just float along, they're making plans for trying to find someone, someone bad. Then one of the guys shows us a video of who we're after on a little video recorder, we see in the video this blonde girl and this brunette guy who has this man strapped into a hospital bed, and they put a shot into him and say it's to paralyze him and that they need to to do experiments on him, then suddenly as we are watching one of the guy in our group seems enraged he points to the blonde girl in our group and says "That's you in the video!", then we all look at her, he says how could she because he became closer to her than all of us in fact he had a crush on her, she looked worried and innocent and kept saying we don;t understand and that she can explain, I got the vibe that she was right, because the guy who showed us the video seemed suspicious and conniving, and he had this dirty smirk the whole time the guy was yelling at the girl, so I knew we didn't have the full story and that it was probably necessary, then the girl said that the guy strapped up was a zombie and that it was necessary for the sake of all the people, but the guy who liked her was to infuriated and reached for his gun, and by the time we all looked back to her she had ran through the door that led to more brightly lit up lab rooms. They all took chase after her, and I followed, we got into a room that had three doors with windows, one door was from where we came from back into the lit building, one door that led outside to the left gated area, and one in front that led outside to another gated area. This room is lit with outside day light. The girl ran out the front door straight ahead, and she jammed it shut, me and the others realize it's of no use and importance so they go out the the left outside area. I stand in this a room a little longer watching the guy who loved her and the conniving guy angrily try everything to get into that room, she's just looking through the window with a pained look on her face, then she walks away. The guy who loved her climbs up the wall a bit to the vent that leads to her outside area and brakes the glass above, I'm not worried because I know she's probably gotten away so I lose interest because my interest was the blondes safety, so I go out the left outside door, and go sit with my comrades I guess you say. I see them sitting in the shade against the cool brick wall. Then we see the army commander on this tall stage area, he is so mad and he's angry about one of my comrades, he wants to kill him, I turn to him and tell him we need to sneak away because now the commander has ordered his men to search this area, so I grabbed him and we walked through this crowded area around the corner, I hear the commander yelling in a microphone that his enemy only has a shitty shot gun, and I look to him and see he has a sawed off shot gun, I realize this will draw attention to us, but surely he needs a weapon so we keep going into crowds of people trying to hide, then we hear the commanders men shooting multiple rounds into all of my fellow comrades and people begin to run in our direction trying to get away and we begin to run away as well.

12.12.2013

Female Disintegrates Body and Runs Away from Military Base (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for Personal Notes:

Guess the image streaming exercises I did about 50+ days ago is starting to pay off. Still going strong with becoming lucid without a WBTB, and I've been going in an out passively with image streaming naturally and easily imagining myself in other virtual experiential realities.

I guess it's clear by default that the theory behind image streaming of connecting cortical regions of the mind definitely has significant effects when you put over at least 20+ hours on it. It clears a lot of the cognitive dissonance I used to go through when trying to understand the concepts and finding applicable methods for gaining lucidity. Though this jolted up the metacognitive ability to know if you're dreaming or not by a lot, and can be improved over time if I ever get time to do more.

I should probably be realistic and not go for 3 hours every other day or every other day if I go back to image streaming. One hour a day, or even 90 minutes a day can be more than enough, it's just that there's so many things to do and learn that I end up doing the latter instead.

Anyway.

I recall existing inside of a building that seemed to have high-end technology, almost like some kind of government or private organization that associates with several political magistrates. I wasn't sure what I was doing for this dream, I just knew that I was dreaming.

The outfit I was wearing is a bit difficult to process, but based on how my dream body felt, it was probably some kind of Tac Suit you'd see in Tom Clancy games. This dream had several themes, and the most prevalent were:

• Espionage
• Military
• Anime

The atmospheric overlay of the dream environment contributed to how it was mostly a colder region for several reasons. The soldiers or guards within the dream all seemed to have a default format from the MGS2/MGS3 soldiers with the black mask covering most of their face except the eyes.

Spoiler for personal note:

With any dream that revolves around attempts at infiltration, it's probably because of my relentless desires to dive into consciousness exploration that usually ends up backfiring. I knew about this probably months or during late 2011 or early 2012, though I never gave it much thought.

It's weird how other individuals can go left and right, in and out of their minds during lucidity to use whatever imaginative potential for some application with waking life, but I seem to have difficulty with that. Even if there's some symbolic implication that I shouldn't be trying to dive into the depths of the psyche or whatever, there's really no point in all of this occurring. Either there's some kind of higher self-implication, or several good reasons why I can't really take advantage of what any sentient and sapient mind can do in their natural sleep.

The weapon that I'm holding was probably just like the default gun you get from MGS2, the American military M9 that's modified to fire tranquilizer darts. Considering how I was using that gun instead of something lethal, I guess there was some ambition to stop killing figments of my imagination, since the last time I tried doing that to try to save dream characters, it ended up biting me later on.


I see a few soldiers passively patrolling this linear area I'm at, and I quickly shoot them in the head since I was just going for Metal Gear Solid logic here. The area itself seemed to be split off with a black metal rectangular border in the middle.

And if you looked from afar, there were more guards on patrol as well, and I had to be very careful of the direction they're facing. I had several guards wondering what was occurring in the area I was in, and I had to quickly go to the other side for safety.

Fortunately they didn't go too far into investigating things and seemed to have pre-fetched sayings and declarations for whenever they're suspicious or presume the area is clear of intruders. As for the bodies of the soldiers that were passed out from the tranquilizers, it seemed I could care less about putting them in safe areas.

I figured that there wouldn't be some weird system that demanded one to store bodies, or else there would be an alarm of suspicion. The area that was about 40 feet away from me seemed to be the external section where the weather had a lot of snow on the ground, but no snowing in particular.


The dream shifts to where I'm now inside another base that has a lot more guards, and what seemed to be unarmed individuals that looked as if they're important. I found myself lying down on my stomach near a section to the left. I believe I was probably under a desk, and there were conveniently placed rectangular objects that concealed my position that were at least 9 inches in length.

Since my field of vision is limited in this position, I had to make use of my lateral peripheral vision. I saw a Black male that was wearing a milky light violet colored dress shirt and regular jeans. For some reason, he was looking down right where I was at, though I wasn't sure if he knew I was there.

He seemed to have made several glances back and forth at me and whoever he's talking to. Seeing how he didn't scream my position, he probably wanted to help me out, or he was just staring at random space to avoid the whole averting eyes awkwardness that occurs in most conversations.

Whatever the case may be, looking at his visage and how he expressed himself, he seemed to have been involved as a computer guru or something of that nature. After a while, it seems some of the individuals leave to their bases and sections, and I finally get out of the awkward position under the desk.

Unfortunately, there were still a good amount of guards around the area, and I had to time my shots in a specific pattern so one or two would hear their own men being knocked out with tranquilizer darts. Fortunately, the process was easy and I managed to take down the three guards within this room.


Then the most absurd thing occurs in this dream. There was another individual that was knocked out that was unarmed. My mental image of this person seemed to be them wearing a white dress shirt and red jeans with some pink to it.

His whole existence disintegrates, and a 3d model of a female that looks like this (it's hard finding an image of her not making lewd facial expressions):

Spoiler for ...:

I don't know what the hell was going on, and I was busy trying to process what I'm going to do if she ends up doing some weird demonic things to me. I can't really recall what happened after that though, just her running away.

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12.12.2013

Girl Doing the Limbo & Vomiting that Defies Physics (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'll keep this short and sweet, no need to be sensory descriptive of someone vomiting in a dream.


A girl that seems to be 6-8 years of age is walking in a manner as if she's setting herself up to do the limbo without a bar. Then she randomly vomits while in the limbo position, and I'm not sure if the vomit is going in my direction.


Maybe it's a sign that I'm a pile of vomit, or I'm being aware of certain false pretenses of those who I feel I could relate to. That's not really surprising, though I wonder who it is in particular the dream was trying to inform me on. And I guess the girl doing the limbo is either another symbolic implication of how that certain individual in waking life is still an enigma.

And considering I had a dream about two children dying yesterday, maybe it's probably that one individual that I feel is another confused woman that just happened to gravitate to my openness to them. Probably a sign that I should go for more stable females than the psychotic ones.

I was indoors and there quite a lot of people around the place. Some people come and started to fight anyone they could see, the place was turning into mayhem real quick. I stayed calm and collected and tried to steer clear of the fights. Eventually I was set upon by a thug and I let loose on the guy and pounded him out.

I was now in another area which seemed friendlier. I had a feeling that I couldn't be hurt cause it was a dream?

I'm outside at my primary school and I threw a grenade towards a tall and built guy. It went straight over his head. I walked off trying to make it look like it wasn't me who threw the grenade. I approached a chemist and was thinking of going inside, but the guy was onto me, I think he knew it was me. I ran away from him at a fast pace. I was having thoughts of, what if he was keeping a steady pace and I would run myself out of gas?.

I'm near Drew's house, where the drains are. I was looking for a hiding spot and saw some trees. I ran over to the trees and wasn't too happy with the spot, so I moved my whole body in where I felt hidden. A car approached the bush and I saw a car full of people. I think the driver was a female and she was pulling a face at me. She was copying the face I was pulling, cause I was unsure if she could actually see me. I asked if I could get in the car, and they were cool with it. I was in the back seat and looked out the window at the bush I was hiding behind. It looked like a terrible spot, cause I could see through it easily.

Now, this one is totally my fault. If I will play games about defeating Elder Dragons, then I will end up dreaming about being chased by them!

Of course, I don't know why this dragon had the face and voice of Prince Arthur from Merlin since I haven't watched it in ages.

In any case!

I was at my parents' house, downstairs in the living room. I was with someone; I knew them in my dream, but I can't picture them now I'm awake. I don't think they're anyone I really know. But the important thing was that there was a dragon in the basement. (They don't have a basement, but that's fine!) This dragon was mean, large and it didn't like me much. It took great delight in telling me so, growling loudly as it fought to escape its basement prison. We knew it wasn't going to take much longer for it to break out, so we decided that evacuating the house and escaping was an excellent idea. While he (I'm sure the person I was with was a he, though I couldn't tell you why) got all the doors open and made sure the escape route was clear, I ran upstairs to the bus we had there (don't know WHY we had a bus upstairs!) to evacuate the Asurans hiding there. (If you don't know what an Asuran is, it's one of the five main races in a game called Guild Wars 2. They're short, clever little fellows with big ears and eyes.) There were two of them, one at the front of the bus and the other hiding on the back seat. We ran down the stairs and out of the house, feeling the ground shaking with the dragon's efforts.

My parents' house is in a smallish village surrounded by mountains. One of the main ways out of the village is up the road, around and over one of these mountains. It was this way that we ran, thinking that we could slip off the road and find cover. It was night and, as we ran, shadows helped us when the dragon finally burst out of the now shattered remains of my parents' house! We scrambled from the road and found a deep lake beneath us. Out of options, we jumped into the water and hid among the reeds and plantlife.

I get the feeling that we were there for a long time; days maybe. I don't remember anything the dragon said now, but it was sadistic and enjoyed the chase. He liked playing the waiting game, perfectly content to wait for us to come out or make some mistake that would lead us to him. While we hid, he toyed with us, talking and mocking, taunting and making his own presence known. It felt as though he was saying 'I don't need to lie in wait or try to catch you by sneaking. Here I am. You're mine.'

I was hiding against a wall, with no clear idea of where the others were, sliding along it with ivy or some kind of water-loving hanging plant concealing me.

I woke abruptly and, uncharacteristically, I was really nervous afterwards. Normally, exciting and adventurous dreams leave me really happy - like I took part in something fun! This time though, I crept through my house to the bathroom and it wasn't until ten/fifteen minutes later that I started to think in my usual way. I felt like the dragon was about to come for me in reality.

Sunday, 9/1/13

Last night, bed 11:37 - 9am

DR 1 -
I get into a court yard through an opened gate. There is some sense of urgency. Some houses on the street look like they went through some battle.

From the cement courtyard, I climb inside through a small opening in the wall, that looks like it was made by some explosion. There is a lots of debree. I bend down and climb under it. I think I'm either dragging or encouraging someone to follow me.

The streets are quiet, but I know it's just a quiet before storm. We expect either some invasion, or it's already happening and we have just minutes to hide.

I see boots approaching. Looks like some soldier, maybe like from Hellghast. He is looking around. But I know, we are safe, so I'm worried.

DR 2 -
I'm moving some boxes. One box is bigger that the door frame. We have to open it and disassemble what's inside, before we can take it through the door.

DR 3 -
I'm in lavish house or apartment. Some kind of danger is approaching. Maybe a wildfire. So me and a woman who lives there are looking for a hotel to stay at, that would also take cats.