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Dream Journal April 11, 2012
Messy Locker
I was going around school, but everywhere I went, I was going way behind everyone. I was never ready to leave any of my classes when others were, and for some reason, it seemed like my entire locker was randomly spread out around the school, so on my way from one class to another, I would sometimes find a big pile of belts, books, and just stuff ALL over the place. When I did arrive to class, already being late, I didn't have my homework done either, so it sucked twice as much.
-4:50 AM

Double Pussy Slide
Me and some other girl were going down some real long red slide the twisted and curved and looped a lot. At one part of the slide she would speed ahead of me and turn her body into like a double sided pussy, so I went through her every time I went down the slide. And I went down the slide at least 3 times.
-4:53 AM

Fell back asleep between 5:30 and 6:00

LDthat lasted an hour to a hour and and a half!
I just knew I was lucid right after a WBTB. I didn't fall asleep till 5:30. It felt like this LD lasted hours!!! I RCed SOO many times! I was in a carnival in one, carries friend was trying to hide her gift under a blue bucket, and then later Carrie flattened it. One I was in school and everyone was trying to stop me cause I went down to the gym, then out the gym door to try to sneak outside, but there was some banquet on the stage so I got caught... I think I might have accidentally killed someone, because everyone even my sister and cousin and aunt were asking me to stop. Then my sister showed me something on her droid, so I just calmed down a bit, but I was still jumping everywhere! IN one part every teacher started class by being on the toilet and I saw their legs, then they flushed. It was weird and gross. IN one part my dad was driving me places and I was telling him it was a dream, and he was like "nahhh" but then I told him to look at the clock in the car, it said 7:77! That was obviously wrong, and I wasn't asleep that long yet! There were a whole bunch of hobos in this little campground full of old cabins. All their clocks were saying weird times and I remembered, and said, then numbers on clocks can’t add up higher than 23. And then someone said something like how hard it would be to open a safe. In another part I was in an amusement park! There were a couple rides and I wanted to show people this was a dream. I went on this one where it is a big circle being held up by something like a crane, and it spun in circles. There were little seats on the circle too. I told some girls this was a dream, and only one girl stayed on with me. I started swinging the ride around and she was scared then I totally flipped it upside down and she fall of and went "Splaaat!" I hopped off the ride and saw a pile of goo. So I put my hands over it and started reviving it! Then she came back to life! I also saw some rollercoaster that went off its tracks but it hooks back on its tracks after about a 10ft jump! And there was one roller coaster that went up real high, the tracks disappeared, and it latches onto a Blimp and the blimp carries it to the other side where the tracks start again~! (Scary amusement park for people who don't know it's a dream!) In another part I was in my basement and I found something that I wanted to spear someone with, and I went up my stairs and threw it at my cousin Brandon. (It was some like toy gun that's actually a pen so it’s long and narrow.) Then I was in my mom’s bathroom and she was in there on the counter and I was trying to seduce her and she liked it. I would have to RC ever so often because I didn't want to forget I was dreaming. But every time I look away for a sec, she would disappear! And then I'd go into a different part of the house and I'd find her. Then I'd take her back, and we'd try again. She said we should try in the bathtub, but the water was a grayish-brown color and it was just dark and scary, so I was like nahh let's not go in there. I put her up on the counter sitting down and I was doing stuff then she said look in the mirror. (There are two mirrors on my counter that can open and shut, so one of them was open, making the mirrors reflect each other, looking weird.) I could see myself and her in the mirrors, but I looked away quickly just so I didn't see anything scary. (But me and her both looked normal, so it was ok! lol.) Then in the carnival place, there was some ground so I wanted to try to earth bend. It was hard though because there was that clear kind of carpet on top of the ground and there were pipes! So I tried it, lifting my hands like I was lifting the earth, but I only bent some pipes and the carpet stuff. Earth bending is really hard, haha. I need to practice that!
-7:33 AM

2009
There were a bunch of animals around. I wanted to catch one to eat, but all I could catch was a little muskrat, and it was the smallest and cutest of 3 muskrats. I was a little sad I had to kill the cute one. I held it, thinking about how to kill it, and it clawed and bit at me. I wished it wouldn't, I just wanted to be friends with it, but then I thought that it's actions were pretty justified because even though I had no animosity towards it I was still going to eat it. There was a boy with me. I gave it to him to kill but he didn't know how. I said to snap its neck, but he wasn't able to do it well, so I took it and twisted its head quickly and it went limp. I did it again to make sure, and juices poured out of its head onto my hand. We went together across the field and up some steps to where the other people were. Various family and friends were having some sort of party at night. Me and the boy quickly started a fire, and we hung the little muskrat over it by its tail. The fur burnt off right away, and I watched the embers crackle their way up through it like dry grass. Aunt Carol came over and gave me a wool bag that my grandma had made for me when I was little.

I'm in a lake with a few people who look like they're dressed up like Storm Cloaks. The water is really muddy at the shallow end where we're at, and we're about to head out and kills some people. Someone warns us that the enemy is near by, and we all duck underwater and start swimming to our objective. I notice that I have scuba gear, but no mask and decide to take a few breaths.

I don't think anyone else has this stuff, and it seems weird, but not noticeable at the moment. We reach our destination, and there are a few people in the lake... for who knows what, but we all pop out of the water at the same time for a surprise attack. My group has all the people in dispatched, and I'm the one who is running around killing each one of them. I have this curved blade, knife in length and I'm going to work with it. The knife is very thin so I have to make sure that I'm holding it horizontal to get between the ribs. Each strike, I can feel the blade rip through all the layers of tissue and give way once it enters the lungs.

I remember one person didn't die right away on my account, so I had to stab her again, and I told her to accept deaths cold embrace. And just then, I heard a voice in my head claiming she was the goddess of death. We had this conversation about everything that was going on...and I think I made a few jokes with her, but at the same time I started getting a little scared. The whole killing people, while talking to her, thing was getting really weird. Once I finished my handy work, I headed on shore, and started looking for her. There was a parking lot full of vehicles, and I kept holding the conversation while searching the area.

Finally I came across this one guy who was at my computer class, he was talking into a mic and sounding like her. I still don't know how he was making that voice in my head though.....so weird.

When people talk about having dreams, I fail to relate. By this I mean that they talk about fantastical things happening to them. Things like flying, or the earth being destroyed or something beyond unrealistic. Personally, my dreams are quite nearly the opposite. My dreams are basically memories being replayed or even edited.

I don't necessarily dream lucidly, no, I can only react in those memories, as I would in real life. Now that might sound rather dull, but I assure you that it's much more exciting than any lucid dream I've ever heard described.

When I say my dreams are edited I mean that it has fragments of memories folded, mixed, and smashed together to make something amazing.
For example, one of my favorite dreams to date is the one where me, my girlfriend (Redisreddish), and four others I know are in a skyscraper trying to fight off a horde of zombies.
Now that may sound crazy unreal, but it was too real. I have this weird thing where I can feel everything that's happening to me in dream. But the reason for this is due to the fact that everything I feel I've felt at some point in my life.
Other times the dreams are nightmares beyond comprehension. There have been times where I start out in the dream as me laying on a beach holding my girl and having a romantic moment (NOT SEXUAL!!!) and I feel knives entering my entire body.
People that lucid dream told me to just wake myself up, but you can't wake up from a memory!
At any rate, that's how I have dreams. If anyone reads this (but that I highly doubt) ask me more about my dreams if it interests you. I would also like to know if anyone else out there shares this kind of dreaming.
I'm also on facebook as Wes Hemenway.

??.11.2011

Initiate (Parts 1 and 2) (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There’s so many of us.

But still plenty of room to fight.

One at a time, they all have to fall, else I’ll be the one to go down.

Still, I can’t help enjoying the thrill of battle as I face my first opponent, a looming giant of a man, with sad, soulful eyes and the strength of a monster. With one hand he’s able to catch my true blade and hold it firm even as I charge it with screaming, vibrating, blue energy.

“I’m impressed. You should be in pieces by now. . .”

Time moves forward, as do my battles. The refined, razor sharp steel of my pure white, twisted-dragon-hilt katana, reduced to a blunt club against these foes. Tearing down my Vizard mask, with every strike I release a torrent of black energy, tinted red by my gleeful fury. Teleporting in and out, around my final enemy, I brutal beat him down with one wicked slash after another, into the ground, into darkness. *

It’s over. Three of us are left standing, all of us drenched in blood. I realize we’re the same, though our methods may be different, and it makes me sick.

“I’m done with this,” I say to them.

“Done with what?” One of them asks, suspicion and paranoia in his eyes.

“This,” I motion to the battleground around us, coated in warm blood and the bodies of countless slain warriors.

Walking off, I catch one of them say, “And you call yourself an eight!”

“I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.” I comment back, not even bothering to look.
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Daffodil is her name. A beautiful golden retriever, my new friend. We had spent so much time together, bonding, all in preparation for this moment, as I stand before an invisible committee.

Crouching down, stroking the top of her head to the flowing golden fur on the back of her neck, I do it quickly. My knife enters her throat cleanly, and I slide it through quickly, smoothly, minimizing her pain. But as she lies there on ground, bleeding out, I see I’ve missed the jugular. I correct my mistake immediately, ending her quiet whines, her suffering, my first task.

Now create yourself a human DC, and do the same. I hear his sick voice in my head.

No, that’s stupid. I have no issue killing illusions of my own creation.

You will do it, or you’ll fail. Him again.

But it’s pointless.

Then you fail.

. . . Fine. But I do it my way. . .

Calling out, almost immediately, I find myself a DC. A young boy named Jerry.

“Do you like baseball, Jerry?” I inquire.

“I sure do, mister,” he replies hesitantly.

“I’ve got a friend who’s really into baseball. Excellent pitcher; throws a pitch the Japanese call The Great Equalizer. . .”

And just like that we’ve formed a bond, Jerry and I. We walk for a bit, before I tell him I’ve got something to show him.

“What’s that, mister?”

I can hear he’s nervous as I draw my knife, the one I’d used a short time ago.

“This is my knife. Nice, isn’t it?

“What do you use that for?”

“Oh, killing, mostly.”

He steps back, fear on his face, and I know how much this is going to suck for both of us. So, with a flash, I activate my Geass, imprinting my will over his own. Now all Jerry wants, with his entire being, is to die by my hand. So I oblige, placing my hand on his shoulder and slashing open his throat. To quicken things, I drive my blade into his stomach and drive it upwards, destroying his heart, without breaking any bones.

He’s dead before he hits the ground.

Things begin to fade. . .

Creative. His voice, sickeningly friendly, breaks the silence, keeps me tied to the dream.

He was just an illusion. I told you already, killing DCs is meaningless.

Really? Then I suppose you wouldn’t have any trouble killing a DC of your mother? I can almost see his twisted grin.

Nope.

To prove a point, I whip up a DC who looks just like my mother, cut her throat like the others, hit her onto the ground, and stomp her skull into bits, her brain into mush.

I feel no remorse.

You have issues. He seems stunned and taken aback.

Like I said. Just a DC.

I was riding my bike to my friend's house, and I wrecked the bike in front of their neighbors house whose kids I just happen to babysit for (in real life).

I was wounded, so I crawled over to the kid's house and rang the door bell.

A friend named Tyler opened the door.
He is in the military in real life.
He was talking to me about how I should really consider joining the army because I would be great at it.
And for some same reason, I thought it was a really good idea and took him up on it.

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The dream now fast forwards to a scene where Tyler and I are in a tank.
He was sticking out the top throwing grenades while I was driving.
There were grenades going off all around us, but I, being an expert tank driver, dodged them all whilst Tyler shot all the attackers.

Shit, I should really stop leaving the military channel on as I'm falling asleep.

I was riding my bike to my friend's house, and I wrecked the bike in front of their neighbors house whose kids I just happen to babysit for (in real life).

I was wounded, so I crawled over to the kid's house and rang the door bell.

A friend named Tyler opened the door.
He is in the military in real life.
He was talking to me about how I should really consider joining the army because I would be great at it.
And for some same reason, I thought it was a really good idea and took him up on it.

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The dream now fast forwards to a scene where Tyler and I are in a tank.
He was sticking out the top throwing grenades while I was driving.
There were grenades going off all around us, but I, being an expert tank driver, dodged them all whilst Tyler shot all the attackers.

Shit, I should really stop leaving the military channel on as I'm falling asleep.

Can't remember which day this was. I had completely forgotten it until I was reading some dream journals on here and had a wave of all these dreams come to my mind.
Nothing lucid, but here's one of them from a while ago:

The dream started off with myself running through the night in a a clear 5 acre field beside my parents house. There were big round hay bails dotted here and there. There was a slight hill in front of me and I threw my body into the base of it and lay still. Tracer rounds were being fired off into the air whizzing past me from the opposite side of the field and the roar of a bunch of footsteps and yelling filled the air. The ground started to vibrate as they neared and vague silhouettes of people start to take shape. I squeezed the trigger of my gun and shot A LOT of bullets into the fray of people, as did many other allies nearby who I did not know were present. Things became fuzzy then clear again. When clarity was regained I found myself now running away from the opposition, however we have advanced our front line very close to theirs. With each step the ground seem to liquify and be very smooshy and soft. I stopped in the middle of the field looking at the ground. I walked around slowly and stabbed at the ground with my foot. It would move like a water bed, and upon closer inspection it wasn't the ground at all, but it was the corpses and blood from our enemies. I stopped, feeling an overwhelming rush of power, and turned around to face the opposition. They caught sight of me walking towards them and they fled instantly into the hills. I came to the place where they were set up and the ground was back to normal. I swung around to shout a victory cry, only to be met by a truck that looked like this:
http://cbbigelow.files.wordpress.com...moving-van.jpg
With FRONTLINE stuck on the front (the part that hangs over the cab)and read EXACTLY like this:
http://lekf.co.uk/images/frontline-logo.gif
I've never seen this word in my life and have no idea how I knew about it. The hood was open and the engine was of some alien technology that glowed green out of random places on the it.
After inspecting the truck, my dream passed and I woke up.

Non Lucid, I did try a WILD last night, but I was still pretty drunk and it didn't work out.
There is loads of this dream I don't remember, but the main plot is that we keep getting framed for killing people.


I am at some sort of theme park, my family are here, I currently have no idea where they have gone. Behind me is a large doorway into a shop, but the stairs down to the shop are ridiculously steep, so if wanted to go down I would have to climb.
In the far distance I see a small old man, he is carrying a basketball, above him is what seems to be a massive roof of a merry go round, but just as a roof, no ride beneath. The man uses a tennis racket to smash the basket ball, and it just flies at astronomical speeds, reaching me in seconds, I (somehow gaining a tennis racket) smash it back to him.
This goes on for awhile and we are having great fun, but then my family come on court, blocking me, and start playing boring tennis. I decide give up and go exploring.

...I don't know what happens here but some how I gain Kevin Bacon as a friend, and we got blamed for killing someone...

Heading outside, I begin to cross the road in front of me, there is a women crossing just to the left of me, out of nowhere a motorbike comes speeding past and kills the women. I instantly get blamed somehow and I decide to run and get on the motorbike.
Riding down the road I begin to reach a turn off for the highway, I see two cop motorbike drivers just in front, they see me and turn on their lights.
I try to zoom past them, this bike doesn't have that much power though and they come to the side of me and try to hit me off, I curve off to the side of the road and see a fence that I can jump over. The policemen are too close and I decide to trick them by not jumping and continuing riding, this fools them surprisingly well.
I continue on, I stop at the side of the road where there is a gathering to try and fit in. There is a man, an old lady and a few others gathering around a barrel fire.
I go up and start to talk to them, I look closer and see that they are all Kevin Bacon, very strange, my friend the real kevin is just behind me, catching up. I see lights in the distance and know they had set me up, I run into the crop field in front of me, with a surprising struggle to get over the fence, kevin just does a massive backflip.
In the field there are kids there running after me with bees held between their fingers trying to sting us and slow us down. This is surprisingly affective as I get stung and am in great agony.
Fade.

I only remember a fragment, like my previous Lucid Dream (Why do I only forget Lucid Dreams?? )
Keep in mind I haven't watched or read Harry Potter books in a looooonggg time and I'm not really that into it. But from how the non-lucid part went (me walking with a wand), it transformed to me performing Harry Potter spells, because I knew what to expect from different spells and would give me better control over my dream

Lucidity:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I remember walking around with a wand. I did not have full lucidity, as my brain was not completely in-sync with my normal waking life brain (I wasn't thinking the same) :L <> :S.
I was walking with lots of people I disliked, when I realised I was dreaming, and, the evil selfish person I am, decided to torture them > Yes, I had a really narrow mind during the dream! haha! :L

One by one, I killed them all while they begged me to stop -.- I'm so evil. When I reached the last person (before I woke up), the killing curse didn't work, so I decided to use the Torture one. When it shot through the wand, however, I woke up. Yay for wasting a Lucid Dream :L -.-

Ok, so i'm a predator in this dream.

I wake up on some sort of table, restrained. I get angry and break through the restraints. There is a scientist there, as snap the restraints i grab him by the neck and snap it.
Another scientist runs away and an alarm sound starts. I dont care about the alarm, i have to find my equipment and my weapons, i re-equip my wrist-blades and my armour, which means i now can stealth. Its weird, every time i stealth i seem to imagine a keyboard, im pressing ">" - this is what i had it binded to when i used to play AvP or AvP2.
There is someone i must protect so i am sneaking around the facility, i turn into a corridor, behind some military guy with a gun, i tap him on the shoulder, he turns.... As he does so i un-sheathe the wrist-blade and stab him in the neck as hard as i can, i rip his head off, then continue my search.

I am searching for my shoulder-cannon (as we all know its f*cking imba!) I know it is located in a big room, with lots of huge storage boxes, and it is on the top. They know i am coming, its probably a trap but i need it.
I walk round a corner and get spotted by a guard, i dart backwards, lay on the floor and activate stealth. He comes round the corner and doesnt see me. I get up and decapitate him. suddenly marines are firing at me and i dont know what to do.... I run straight for the marine, i take a few hits but open him up from navel to chest... Theres not much blood and i cannot see his insides, i find this strange, but am glad.
I reach the room with the boxes, im high up and just about to get my shoulder cannon but i wake up =[.

May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 229: Pleasure Dealer
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 8
DILD



It was spring break. Me and a bunch of my friends were in some random city. The celebration going on in the streets and bars reminded me of Mardi Gras. It was even more over the top though. There were people having sex in the streets and in the bars, drugs were absolutely everywhere and there were no police to be found. It was crazy. I was with my friends Chris R, Cliff, Diddy, and Mike. I was smoking a blunt with two attractive females and things got interesting. I began making out with them both and one of them stopped and said, "I can't, I have a boyfriend," or something along those lines. She left and the other asked me if we could find a room somewhere. I told her that I was not paying for a room and I would just bang her right here in the bar. I bent her over the bar as I finished smoking the blunt. There was another female beside us who just sat there and watched. I thought it was a bit strange, but I kept f***ing anyway. Finally, this female walked over to us and whispered in my ear, "I'd like to give that a try." It turns out she was a porn star. The first girl left and I started railing the porn star. After a bit, she pulled away from me and started getting dressed. She told me that she didn't approve and she was done. She walked away and I put my pants back on.

I walked back outside and saw Chris R standing across the street. He told me to follow him and we entered a large building. It was some sort of club and Chris told me he owned it. I thought, "What? Chris doesn't own a club. What is going on here?" I started to suspect that I may be dreaming. Chris then looks at me and says, "Since this is a dream, I own the motha f***er!" I performed a quick nose pinch RC to confirm.

Chris was now sitting on the nearby couch with about five females on each side of him. He told me to take my pick. I told three of them to follow me. We walked up the nearby stairs and into a different section of the club. I put my hand on top of one of the girls' head. On cue, she crouched down and unzipped my pants. I messed around with these three for a while and returned to the top of the stairs. I yelled down at Chris, "Send a couple more up!" I then imagined a specific person and tried expecting her to be one of the two. It didn't work. Two other females came up and I sent them to "play" with the other girls. I the told Chris to specifically send up the girl I was wanting. I saw AB walking up the stairs and she looked gorgeous. I took her into the room where the other five girls were all playing naked twister. I began kissing AB and laid her on a bed in the corner of the room. I began f***ing her and after a bit, Diddy and Mike came into the room. Diddy said, "Quit wasting lucidity in here and lets go do some cool shit!" I agreed and left the room.

We were now outside and standing in the street. There was a river running beside the street as well. The scene had completely changed and we were in a more rural setting. I noticed there was a row of gigantic billiards (pool) tables. There was also a lattice fence running along the sides of the pool tables. Decorative plants were hanging from the lattice. We jumped up on the pool table and began running along the row of them. There must have been 1,000 tables lined up end to end. We finally came to the end of the row and jumped down off the tables. We were now in a fancy art shop. There were vases, expensive looking paintings, etc. I told Diddy that we should do some Assassin's Creed stuff. I began running up the wall and grabbing ledges that were conveniently placed around the shop. I ran up one wall and grabbed a glass shelf. The shelf came loose and I dropped back down to the ground with the shelf in my hand. The vases that were sitting on the shelf were still suspended in the air as if the shelf was still there. It was an interesting site. I slammed the glass shelf and shattered it on the ground. The vases then fell and shattered as well. I then had a false awakening.

I awoke and looked around me. I saw a river running to my left and realized I was sleeping on a pool table. Somehow, I didn't instantly catch that I was still dreaming. Mike and Diddy were standing there as well. I noticed that I was holding a toy boat in my hand. I looked at it for a moment and then looked around me again. I saw an actual boat going down the river and it looked exactly like my toy boat. It instantly kicked in and I realized I was still dreaming.

I flew out to the boat and landed in the water. I began jumping out of the water like a dolphin and followed the boat. After a bit, I flew up onto the boat and entered the door into the boat's interior. I was in a large room that absolutely could not have actually been inside this small boat. I notice my friend Hammer and Christoff were in the room. I told them both we were dreaming, but they didn't believe me. I then began performing super jumps in the room and said, "I couldn't do this if we were dreaming." They agreed and I noticed someone else had entered the room. It was a guy wearing only a shirt and nothing else. He was making strange noises and I noticed his ass was made of human hands. Or rather, it looked as if someone had fused hands into his ass. They were underneath a thin layer of skin and were moving around in a strange manner. It was an odd site and the guy started telling jokes. I can't remember what the jokes were, but they were extremely funny. I awoke while listening to the jokes and wondering what they hell happened to his ass.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 230: School House Rampage
Series: Friends, Episode 12
DILD



I was in high school with my friend Mike B, Cliff, and my brother. We were skipping class and were hanging out in a large storage closet. They were playing against each other on Nintendo DS'. I was looking through old lost and found boxes to see if I could find anything cool. I found a box full of old NES and SNES games. I was excited and started going through the games to see if there was anything rare in there. I ended up finding some awesome games when a teacher busted into the storage room and started yelling at us. The teacher was actually Oprah Winfrey. She stopped fussing and said, "What is it that you guys are playing anyway?" The informed her that they were playing Mario Kart and I could tell she was interested. I talked her into skipping class as well and playing some Mario Kart with us. She finally stayed and pulled out her own DS and began playing. I went back to searching for old video games in the lost and found boxes. I noticed that the SNES games I had picked out kept changing. I was sad for a moment when I realized that I was dreaming and these games were not actually going to go into my collection. I then performed a nose pinch to confirm.

I turned to Mike, Cliff, my brother, Oprah, and a random male DC who was now there. I said, "We are lucid. Cut that shit off and lets go do something." I shoulder rammed the store room door and busted it open. Everyone went their separate ways except for the random DC guy. He told me he didn't know what lucidity was and he was just going to follow me. I told him a few quick things about lucid dreams and started showing him some cool stuff. I phased through the corner of the wall and came out the other side. He tried, but got stuck and I had to pull him out. I told him to take a running start, but he slammed into the wall and fell backwards again. I then said we would try something easier, like a door. We both took off running and dove headfirst into a classroom door. We slammed up against it and crumpled at its mercy. The door flew open, but we definitely didn't quietly pass through it like we had hoped. The classroom was full and all the students were staring at us.

The teacher at the front of the class didn't even seem to notice us. I jumped up on one of the students' desk and began jumping from desk to desk without touching the floor. I was sort of making a game of it. Once I started this line of thought, students began pushing me and throwing objects in my path. I dodged most objects and managed to stay on top of the desks with a few close calls. I noticed the students were in the middle of taking a test, but instead of paper, they were all writing on CDs with sharpies. I noticed an attractive girl in one of the desks. Somehow I knew her name was Zilo. I walked up to her, kissed her and told the entire class to "watch this." I then took off running and dove headfirst through the window of the classroom. I passed through the window like a ghost and the random DC guy followed my lead. We were now in a different room.

There was a mirror in this room and I told the DC you could pass through these as well. I placed my hand on the mirror and started to push. My hand sunk into the mirror and I stepped through it with the rest of my body. The DC followed and we had arrived in a different room with more mirrors. These were high off the ground, so I floated up to one and passed through it like it was vapor. A teacher had followed us through this mirror and was searching for the DC who was with me. She was looking to get him in trouble, so we ran. We met up with Cliff and ran to the front of the school.

We were exiting the front of the building and I thought we had managed to escape. The DC with us jogged out in the front lawn and was immediately surrounded by policeman. He was then gunned down from about 20 different angles. The front was now full of people and policeman. There were benches and picnic shelters set up around the area. I shouted, "You all have f***ed up now! I shall kill all who fired a shot." I grabbed a butter knife that was laying on one of the tables and began running around the lawn slitting throats. Some of them didn't cut well and I had to sort of saw their throats. After I had sliced a bunch of DCs, I turned around and looked at what I had done.

Most of them were not dead yet and were struggling for air. There were family members panicking and trying to help out the victims. I heard random words of comfort like, "It will be ok," "Just hold on, I'll get an ambulance," "I will always love you," etc. Cliff walked up to me and gave me a speech. It was something about doing terrible things and there was no way out of it now. He suggested that we both jump off the Cliff together and end all of the pain now. I knew jumping off would end the dream, so I was hesitant. I took another look around and the scene was absolutely tragic. It was full of suffering and I genuinely felt bad for what I had done. I agreed and me and Cliff walked to the edge of a cliff (lol). We both jumped off this massive cliff side and I felt free as I fell to the depths below. It was a nice feeling. We slammed hard into the ground, knowing it was going to wake me up, so I prepared to DEILD.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 231: Canine Talents
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 13
DEILD



I felt myself wake up and transitioned smoothly back into the dream state. I was in my room, so I got up and voe head first out of my window. I started performing super long jumps across the landscape. After several of these, I took flight. I flew around for and decided to examine a house below. I landed in the hard and walked up to the window of the house. It was dark inside, so I pecked on the window to see what would happen. I heard a growl to me left and quickly looked over. There was a dog snarling its teeth at me. A bit amused, I decided to run and let it chase me. I took off running and the dog followed. I could hear it barking viciously as it chased me through the neighborhood.

I was just about to get bored with it when the dog split into three separate dogs. I began performing parkour-like tricks avoiding the three beasts. After a bit, I turned and put my hand up in the "stop" position. All three dogs stopped running and sat down in front of me. They now looked friendly, so I whistled and held out my hand. I began petting the dogs as I sat down in a nearby lounge chair. I watched as one of the dogs began molding the other one into something. It was reall strange watching a dog walk around on two legs and mold another dog into a gun. I picked up the gun and noticed it was musket pistol. It only had a single shot, so I fired it at the third dog. It was a clean hit and the dog yelped and toppled over. On cue, the original dog walked over and began molding this dog as well. He molded it into a pair of binoculars. I picked them up and looked through them. The viewing range on this set of binoculars was amazing. I looked out at a mountain in the distance and could see animals frolicking in the woods. I observed the environment through these binoculars for a bit, but unfortunately woke up during the process.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

At first "I" wasn't even in the dream, or if I was, I was a girl and a vampire made me his puppet using a piece of mirror. He made me kill someone then we were friends and I was me again. He turned into a psycho killer teenager and I got in too deep with him, even though I disagreed with him I couldn't do anything about it or he'd kill me. There was definitely some homosexual vibes coming from his direction that made me uncomfortable too.

There was a movie screening we were going to go to. I told someone about him on the way in, but I don't know if I saved her because he found out via her cell phone. I raced to tell security in the theater but for some reason I was carrying a puppy. They took it then arrested someone else for something else and dismissed my warnings.

Sitting in the theater now it took awhile to find him, he was disguised in the crowd but I did. It was like this was a second play-through of a game, so I thought I knew what would happen. Then the vampire and girl thing was on the screen, then someone killing lots of attackers with various weapons (like a video game) all the while I was waiting for him to slit my throat, but I knew he was excited about the violence on the screen. I had a pair of scissors to defend myself. The movies tarted to become the focus of the dream then I woke up.

Also when I woke up in the middle of the night before this dream, the picture that has been on my wall of killer whales underwater looked to me like a scary clown face.

Earlier that day I watched a short amateur movie about The Joker and Harlequin, he convinced her to kill someone in a room, it was all very like the dream.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I am in high school, in my class room.
The class room is currently on break, but the teacher is there for some reason.
I hate her, she's always teasing me because I'm a bit of a geek.
She often makes fun of me in front of the class.
(This teacher really existed, she was a bitch and the hardest challenge I had to overcome in high school)

Someone is trying to bully me, he asks me to give him all my money.
I tell him to go fuck himself.
I know I don't stand a chance in a fight, but I know that letting yourself get bullied in high school
has much worse consequences than getting beaten up once.

We're fighting, the teacher doesn't give a shit.
She looks at us, makes sure that I am loosing and smiles at the situation and keeps working on something.
What a bitch, I hate her so much.
The bully is pushing me against the wall and punches me into the stomach a few times.

I notice it doesn't hurt the way it should.
Then I see that he is wearing a holster with a gun? Why would he do that?
I realize that I am dreaming, but I don't have the time to think about what is happening properly.

Realizing that this is a dream I immediately understand that the bully can't hurt me.
I punch him in the throat with my elbow and he lets go of me.
I am overcome with rage at this point, but not at the bully.
He's just a stupid high schooler, he can't help being an idiot.
It's the fucking teacher, the way she turns going to school into hell for me,
the way she enjoys seeing me getting beaten up, the fact that she wants to intervene now that I
am not the one getting beaten up anymore.

That's right, she stands up and wants to punish me for punching the bully in the throat.
She starts talking in her extremely arrogant voice, but I am too furious to listen to her.
I grab the gun from the bully and remove the safety.
The teacher finally shuts up and looks scared.

I point the gun at her face. I am so furious, so full of rage, I know that I am going to kill her.
I can feel the adrenaline in my body. I'm about to shoot her.

"I'm sorry..."
"Liar!"

I pull the trigger and feel the recoil of the gun. I can't see for a split second.
My teacher is falling backwards to the ground. The wall behind her is splattered with blood.
Her dead body drops to the ground and blood starts spilling over the ground.

Fuck, I didn't expect it to be this realistic.
Ah well, it's not like I really killed her, I just wanted to see what it would feel like to let myself be controlled by all this anger.
It felt quite satisfying.

I am a bit surprised.
This dream must mean that she's still on my mind, even after 10 years. Wow, I really hated that bitch.
I wonder what the reaction of the other DC's is and look around.

The bully looks at me quite surprised.

"Bitch had it coming..."

He smiles in agreement.
I hand the gun back to him, he can't hurt me when I'm lucid anyways.
The rest of the class seems to celebrate the death of the teacher.
I find this absolutely hilarious. I know that everyone hated her, but damn, they're actually celebrating!

Something happened after this which I cannot recall properly...


Note: Yes, I really hated that teacher. No, I would never kill or hurt anyone.

Note: For the past several nights I haven't been able to remember a single dream, and until the last section of last night, I thought I was going to have yet another night where I couldn't remember anything. It was during the last hour or so of my sleep that I started having a dream, and my alarm woke me during the dream, so I was able to remember it. Then it got a bit strange, I will explain it as I post the dream here.

My mother and I are at a train station, looking around to see what is happening. I see one of the trains waiting at the station, though there aren't very many people around, so it is virtually empty. I think it would be fun to take a train ride, but I figure the trains probably cost too much to ride. But when I look, the trains are running for free, so there is no reason why we can't take one and see the sights for a bit. So my mom and I climb onto one of the trains and we wait there, it is a two level train, so we choose seats on the top. More people get on board, and finally it pulls out of the station. From Tucson, the train heads south. The desert looks greener than I have seen it for a long time since there has been a drought going on in the desert for a while. It is really pretty out there. So we just ride along and enjoy the ride until we reach another train station. My mother says it's time to head back to Tucson, so we get off of the train and board a train that is leaving in the opposite direction. Shortly after departure, however, this train turns off to the right, heading east. So we ride the train for a while longer, over a couple bridges, and finally to another station. So once again, we get off the train, but this time we check a couple of maps and find the train that is heading back to Tucson. To be honest, I'm getting a bit bored riding on trains, so I'm ready to head back.

This is also a double level train, but the lower level is actually enclosed. There is a celebration there, I look over and see it is a wedding… or it looks sort of like one. There is a woman in a wedding dress, and another woman in a skimpy bikini, but the two of them are standing in front of an official looking man, saying wedding vows to each other. I take a piece of the cake and eat it, it is delicious, though it isn't chocolate… I then go upstairs onto the open air deck to take a look around. I go to one end of the train where I can see the engineer down below me, or I can see where the engineer is supposed to be… there's no one there now. I look ahead and see smoke and fire, so much fire… and we're heading right for it! I go back downstairs and find the engineer is at the party, so I tell him what is going on, and he goes straight back to his place and sees what I saw. The fire is spreading towards us, so the engineer stops the train and starts backing up. We are backing up into water, which seems strange to me. Everyone goes to the top level of the train to keep from getting drowned inside, but we are still sinking. The engineer says the train will make it, but if not, jump in and swim for it. I am standing on one of the seats, my HP Palmtop computer is in one pocket, my cell phone in my other pocket… I know they would not be happy to get wet. The fact I haven't used my HP palmtop for several years since it became seriously outdated doesn't occur to me, that now I use an iPod Touch… but it does occur to me that the desert is so flooded, and it's not even the monsoon season. So I do a RC and find I'm dreaming.

Now that I'm lucid, I fly into the air to go check out the fire a bit closer. I am checking to see if there is any easy way to go around it so my mom and I can get home. It's not a brush fire like I'd first thought… well, actually much of it is a brush fire, but a large portion of the south side of Tucson is also on fire. There is a track that goes around Tucson to the east, it circumvents the burning areas. Then I ask myself why I need to get the train home, it is a dream, after all. But I decide to follow the story a bit farther, I have the feeling I don't have much longer left to sleep, so trying to complete one of my goals would be pointless. So I fly back to the train and tell the engineer what I saw, as well as telling the other people in the train. The engineer switches tracks at one of the track switches, and we get on a track heading east. I am looking at the fire off to my left when my alarm wakes me up.

So I wake up, and as is my habit, I reach up and hit the snooze button… then I drift off back into the dream again. I do this fast enough that I don't lose lucidity, I'm not sure if this counts as a DEILD, but it was definitely a continuation of the previous dream. The train is being attacked now, it is stopped. Some of the people are trying to escape, running away from the train even though the rest of them are telling those who are running to stay with the train. I see some other people out there waiting for the runners with guns, are they going to shoot them? The guns turn out to be hand held flame throwers, the people waiting for the runners set the first ones on fire. The burning ones run around in circles screaming, the others try to return to the train, but it is too late. The people with flamethrowers seem to find it very entertaining to watch their victims burn alive. They continue approaching the train, and I finally remind myself that I am dreaming and can stop them. They like fire so much, let's let them have some! I use Damage Inc. to send fireballs at them, the fireballs blast some of them and set others on fire, and the remaining ones retreat. I go into the train, and I see my mother staring at me, she asks where I learned to do that, I tell her I can always do that in a dream… and then my alarm goes off because the snooze period is done.

I hit the snooze button again, and slip right back into the dream. Everyone is saying that stopping those attackers now won't help as long as there are more of them out there, they will just try again, and this time with more of them… or they will try a sneakier approach. I tell them I'll just have to follow those who retreated back to their base of operations and take them out there. The people tell me not to leave, they will be defenseless in the train. I tell them I have to go stop the attackers, they're burning everything! So we compromise, we start working on the train, reinforcing the walls to keep attacks out, sealing parts of it off to keep fire out… and then someone got in contact with several large rock golems, these golems stand about twice the height of the train, and they are marching alongside it. Well they should be immune to burning… The work on the train is taking too long, I know my ten minutes might be almost up, and sure enough, my alarm goes off and wakes me.

Ok, so again with the snooze button… the dream was quite interesting, and I wanted to go back. I am back on the train, but I leave right away, heading in the directions the enemies had retreated. I haven't gone far when I see there is an island in the sky, and on that island is a city. I fly up to the island and I see more of the people who tried to set the train on fire, and they were surely the ones who set Tucson on fire. The island is flying low, and there are people with some kind of long range flamethrowers on the front of it… or maybe they're lasers that are starting fires. Looking down in front of the island I see everyone running… quite a few people, dogs, cats, deer, coyotes, rabbits, bobcats, and other assorted animals, all of them mixed together as if they weren't aware they were supposed to be afraid of each other. There are people there shooting the fire, they are setting the stragglers on fire and laughing as their targets burn to death. I go down and use a blast of icy air to extinguish their latest targets which included a woman, a kid looking to be about seven years old, a pair of javalinas, and a coyote. I heal them and then head back to the island, where the people there are staring at me. I am pissed off at their sadistic behavior, I tell them if they like burning so much, they would be the ones to burn. I use Damage, Inc. to start a fire that encircles the entire city, preventing escape. The fire spreads rapidly inwards, I get the feeling there are some in there that can be saved… so I fly into the city and use telekinesis to lift them out of the path of the fire. There aren't many of them… I check, but these people don't seem to believe in pets… so all that is left in the city are a bunch of assholes. I set the people I have pulled out onto the ground, using a healing spell on them just before I wake up again. This time I get up.