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    1. Of magic and other worlds

      by , 05-09-2019 at 11:35 PM (Awake to take in the view...)
      I dreamed about using the magic system I'm currently designing for my novels. I used it to hide it from people who I knew that had betrayed me (not sure what the context was). I teleported behind a stage curtain using my visualization and logical sequencing that I've been working on; I can't remember if there was an incantation or not. But there should be once I finish it.

      I also flew. And I made windows in walls to escape from when they didn't previously exist. It was the night and very beautiful. At one point, when someone was trying to harm me, I used my magic and his hand went right through me. They were convinced that I was about to die, or possibly a ghost. It was super cool and pumped me up to keep working on it!
    2. Magical World and guy.

      by , 11-23-2018 at 06:52 AM
      11/19/18. Monday.
      Was on a cobblestone street following an old wizard. It felt like 1930’s American city. I flew up to rooftop. There were pipe chimneys, vents and an old type suitcase laying there. I decided to look around. When I got close to the edge I felt that there was a charm on the rooftop that if non-magical people looked up here, they would see only what they were expecting to see (nothing). Rooftops are a place where we magical people like to hang out sometimes because we can more easily get away with not be seen by nomaj’s. I took out my wand and had a look around and saw box about hand sized. When I opened it I saw what looked like a clock but I recognized as a time turner. Valuable but I already knew the time turning spell on my own so didn't need a charmed device for that, so I put it down for some one else to find.

      I was a bit taken back by how I was myself behind this magical-world-themed personality. I was like I was inside another me that was acting. It was way more than that, this was a person in a world with it’s own rules and my mind worked differently here and knew things that my regular mind did not.

      I went over to the suitcase and saw that the big suitcase was open. I put my wand away and tried to look through the clothing (a woman’s clothing) and stuff to look for a name tag. Some of the clothes started falling out and I didn’t want to make it look like I was rummaging through it all. I put the clothes back before I could find a name tag or something.

      I decided to leave before I got into some kind of trouble. I felt I had someone to meet up with so I had to go quickly. I decided to apperate so I ran and jumped off the roof and tumbled in the air and apperated.


      (I felt like I was in a different feeling world.)
      I found myself materializing in some bedroom. This world was much more like the world that I live in. In fact, the room looked a lot like my own bedroom, but it was hard to see as it was night and dark. I looked around and see a guy waiting for me while sitting on the bed. He was waiting for me to get there so that we could both go someplace and do something. He was definitely not me but had some similarities. Once he saw me, he was like “alright let’s go" and got up, got his hoody on, and headed out the bedroom door. I wanted to explore the room more but the guy was leaving and this was interesting so I followed. However, on walking through the doorway I very noticeable passed through an energy field of golden light that was about the width of a finger! I recognized it as the energy field that I put around my own bedroom to keep lower entities out, but I couldn’t figure out if this was my room and wanted to investigate this more, but once we were out of the room there were two older women in the hallway connected to this room.

      Out in the hallway there were two woman were looking into another room like they were looking for someone. One of the women was in her late 50 in PJ’s and the other was in her 70’s. in a plush light-colored robe. They were aggravated. The middle-aged woman was surprised to see the guy and said to him “Where have you been?” He angrily and quickly walked past them and said “Don’t worry about me. I’m going out for a bit.” I followed and wondered what their deal was, but they weren’t getting along. He made a right into a kitchen and grabbed something off of the counter and then out of a cabinet. It looked like a kitchen from the 1960’s or 70’s and the refrigerator even had an old pull out handle on it. It was that odd dream reality mix of different eras in things. He turned to the frig and opened it. I thought he must be making a quick meal before we head off. He took some of the items inside the frig and put them up on another higher shelf, which seemed odd but made sense when he completely removed the lower shelving and took it out. There was a hole that went through the refrigerator and the floor to a poorly lit something down below! He then climbed down into the hole! That was unexpected. I wasn’t sure what to do but this seemed like the best possibility for an adventure, so I decided to follow.

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      I woke up. I was a little disappointed about not continuing the dream.

      Updated 11-23-2018 at 07:01 AM by 36469

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      lucid , memorable
    3. Mysterious Magical Man

      by , 09-20-2018 at 05:55 PM
      I'm watching a scene unfold from a third-person perspective. A small group of people is walking through the desert-mountains. The leader of this group is a mysterious figure to everyone in the region. He is a small person, only the height of a one or two year old, and his legs are malformed but uses magic to walk. He is clad in dark clothes including a mask over his face (colors maybe not the best decision in the desert?). His group is stopped by a large force of armed men, demanding to know who he is. The guy slowly removes his mask, and everyone on the other side is surprised by the reveal, saying his name which I forget. The mysterious person doesn't plan on leaving them alive to tell the story, though, and begins dispatching the men through magic, throwing them left and right with the wave of his hand. Some have already gotten back into a vehicle and are heading back into town situated down the plateau, where we are at currently, and into a narrow valley. The guy uses magic to slice away half the mountainside causing a landslide of sand and rock to ensue. I am now viewing events through his eyes. He jumps high into the air, almost flying, towards the landslide area. He sees a few men still running, having narrowly escaped the landslide. He drops down to the ground in front of them immediately throwing them with magic. Another car comes up from the town and stops after seeing the guy. He ends up throwing the car as well. I feel this one a lot more clearly as I am now in place of the person. I make a fist and punch the air causing the car to be flung backwards with great speed. After everyone is gone I start to walk back. I have to pass through a gate which appears to be electrically charged. Knowing that I can take the electricity, I grab on to the top and hurl myself over with no problems.
    4. Undoing a Cult Leader’s “Magic” with a Giant Golden Candle

      by , 08-22-2018 at 10:07 AM
      Morning of February 22, 2016. Monday.

      Reading time: 5 min 42 sec. Readability score: 66.



      My family and I are leaving our home on Stadcor Street due to an understanding that Daniel (Zsuzsanna’s younger half-brother on her mother’s side) is ill and could make us sick. (This is illogical because he is not around or likely to visit.) I carry a big suitcase as we all leave our house. We walk toward the city of Brisbane, but I have the idea we will be walking to America to avoid getting the illness.

      Eventually, we are sitting at a bus stop in an unfamiliar area with other people after I get tired of walking. (There are at least two bus shelters oriented end to end.) I am uncertain when the bus will arrive or if it will take us to our destination (closer to America, reachable by a short bridge from Australia as they are next to each other in my dream). I begin to realize that I have a car we can use that should be appearing soon. I think it is the fancy white car across the street. As I go to it, I look at the back to notice my first name written clearly above the license plate. That may be evidence it is my car though I consider it may belong to someone else. The door on the front left side is open, and we all get in, though I am the only one that sits in front. I assume the car has three rows of seats, as otherwise, all of us would not be able to fit. There is a periscope as well as an automatic pilot. I quickly drive off while vaguely thinking that it still might be someone else’s car but this is not a concern.

      I safely and effortlessly drive through buildings, solid walls, and over water. I stop at a rocky cliff overlooking the ocean. I look over the cliff to see a few men wandering about on the rocks about ten feet below. Now there is an unknown homeless male with us, and I offer him food. (He has not eaten for a few days and has been wandering in the region.) I pick up a suitcase to use infra-control as a potential to create food in it, but upon opening it, there are only my family’s folded clothes inside, I then open a rucksack and reach in expectantly and see I am holding a baguette. He is cheerfully thankful, as it is his favorite food. I reach in and produce a second one, which I also give him.

      I think about how the southeast section of America nearly touches the northwest section of Australia. It is like I see the Strait of Juan De Fuca (northwest above Washington state in reality) in the northwest corner of Australia, and that links to Charleston, North Carolina. Part of it could be confusing the Victoria above Washington state with the Victoria in Australia. It is not only an error of country location. I think we are still in Brisbane (the opposite side of Australia than my dream’s implication). (However, if you rotate Australia around to line up with the USA, the two Victorias are in the same area, though one is a city and one is a state.)

      We are now at a Brisbane train station. It seems to be nighttime. There is a Russian wolfhound (Borzoi) lying on one of the benches. It possesses the soul of an unknown man’s ex-girlfriend. He hired a cult leader (present near a waiting train) to transform her with magic. I talk to the dog. She acts as if I am ridiculous in talking to her and makes a sarcastic remark about people who talk to dogs. There is an ambiguous awareness that I am in a bus station and the dog is a greyhound (as a Greyhound is a kind of bus). The increasing ambiguity, along with the dog’s sarcastic attitude, annoys me. I decide to help her even though she seems resigned to her fate.

      I tell the young male cult leader that I will change the dog back, but he believes he is the only one with magical powers. I say, “…and now a golden candle, taller than me, appears here,” and it happens. A golden candle taller than I appears before me in a giant brass candle holder. He is amazed and stunned. It gets smaller until it is of standard size. I place it atop a small, round, wooden table that belongs to be the cult leader (even though it is a public area). Some blue, jellylike wax overflows from the giant candle holder. I apologize to him in case any of it falls out to damage the tabletop, though this does not occur. From here, looking at the mixed colors brings me into an abstract state, and I slowly wake.



      Dream errors other than known infra-control: We have not lived on Stadcor Street for years. One cannot walk to America from Australia, and they are not next to each other. I could not carry a big heavy suitcase very far in waking life. Maps (as well as location orientation) are hardly ever realistic or correct in dreams. I do not question blue wax coming from a yellow candle. I do not recognize a talking dog or magical abilities as strange.

      Dream opposites: Walking south to Brisbane would imply walking in the opposite direction of where America would be, though this distorts in conflicting ways later. One of the reasons for our move to Bundaberg was concern over an illness more likely to be present in Brisbane (SARS), opposite inference to my dream’s scenario.

      Dream accuracies: My infra-self is similar to my current conscious self in marriage and family status (as well as living in Australia).

      Subliminal, liminal, and lucid creation and control of dream content: The summoning of the car with my name on the back is common subliminal control of the dream state, having nothing to do with real life. I have often deliberately done this in both lucid and non-lucid dreams. A car represents maintaining the illusory physicality of the dream state. Driving through buildings, walls, and over water (of which I also do with my illusory dream body without a car) is infra-control, unrelated to real life. I often use infra-control or control when lucid to create and control dream factors. The appearance of clothes is a typical infra-sign I am dreaming (as I do not wear clothes in bed while sleeping). My effort worked on the second attempt, which is common.

      General concepts: It is usually harder for me to walk in both non-lucid and lucid dreams than to fly (though I usually end up flying whenever I had been walking for a time). With the highest level of lucidity, walking is more thrilling than flying, as the realism of physicality is more defined and accurate. Since early childhood, I have used reading to attain more of a focus on the dream state (though sometimes the writing changes or becomes nonsensical), especially in reading my name somewhere as here. I use yellow and creating and lighting candles (in both lucidity and non-lucidity) to clarify my conscious self identity in the dream state. The homeless man was a preconscious witness to my mode of awareness while the cult leader was this dream’s preconscious avatar. It all comes down to whether the processes of my reticular formation (RAS) have more or less control as my emerging consciousness (the dog in this case) in the waking transition. A dog usually represents how much control I have in the dream state. Animals becoming people is a common waking status, or in fact, anything going from unlikely (such as a talking dog) to resolved.

      Prescience (updated same day): When I went outside tonight, I found a rucksack of the same colors and size as the one from my dream, lying just outside our house near the curb, that someone could only have dropped tonight. I felt what could have been a baguette through the canvas, but it turned out to be a tall empty water bottle. Zsuzsanna first thought a hookah was sticking out from it, and so did I for a second, until I realized it was a large hydration pack (the kind with a long transparent hose). Looking inside, I discovered it belonged to a Swedish male named Axel. The only other contents were documents, most related to applying for a tax file number. He may have lost it from his bicycle, or maybe someone stole it from him and tossed it.




    5. April 29 and 30, 2018 Non-Lucids and Semi-Lucids

      by , 04-30-2018 at 03:49 PM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      The 29th I was in my father's old house on a staircase. I walked down and saw some friends in the room. For some reason I just knew this was a dream and looked at someone and said "this is a dream" and they nodded and everything was vivid but I wasn't really controlling much just aware. I looked at the staircase and bahar came down and I told her it was a dream and she nodded like "duh" and then some other sexual things occurred.

      I had a dream about skydiving. I'm outside of my dad's old house clearing. There's a massive building where I think the planes are. The dream skipped around a lot. I think at some point we got up in the air.

      Part of a dream I was walking up this massive hill of some kind. On the left was a church and there was a funeral going on. It was strange because the funeral had the family of the deceased on stage facing the crowd. They were crying and hugging each other. Everyone was wearing black. I could see a few cars parked outside of the church. There was a massive tree shading everyone at the event. I kept walking up the stairs trying not to look at the funeral, up to the top.

      I was at a sporting event like a football game. I was very high up in the stands and was in fear of falling down the stands and getting hurt. My view went to several parts of the stands and I noticed that I would have fallen further at some points compared to others but I was in an okay spot. Someone was talking to me about the games like about who was playing but they kept getting confused because it would be two teams and then four and then different teams.

      I started floating down the stands while looking at the huge scoreboard thing in the middle. I was saying "this is a dream" and floating down gently to the middle. When I got to the bottom I realized I wasn't in a stadium anymore but a bedroom. A girl came walking down the hallway through an open door and to me. She was light skin and not wearing a lot of clothing. She had light brown hair that might've been curly, and freckles on her face. She had told me her name was something that started with a "C" like "Clarissa" but also told me another name as well that was like the name she goes by or something. We started to kiss but I kept my eyes open because I didn't want the dream to collapse. I could see her freckles very close to my face. We started to become intimate and we got into a rhythm. She finished and then asked me how that had happened. I remember looking at her and saying something like "wow I've been in this lucid dream forever. This has been my longest lucid dream." And it really did feel like a long time but the weirdest part was it felt like the most stable. It most of my lucids I'm thinking it's going to crash at any moment but this was just so calm and stable I didn't think it would end. We continued on in other positions. She asked me what her name was and I said "Clarissa" and she said it was another name and I said "no it's Clarissa I want to find you at some point when we get over into the real world." She simply nodded and the dream went back to non-lucid.

      The dream was now in this hotel space. Kids were lugging laundry bags to do their laundry. It was like a vacation place but also a dorm where young adults lived. We were a group that was going to leave the next morning very early so we started packing our things so that we could just get back and leave with our belongings. It felt like we were going to a cross between firefly music festival and kings dominion amusement park. We were packing up our stuff and weird objects were there on shelves. I can't remember what the objects were but they seemed to be associated with magic. At some point I walk into a room and there's my doctor there telling me I have some sort of sickness. He goes "yeah this is the rarest sickness of this type" but I don't feel threatened at all.


      I had a dream last week but I don't remember which day it was so I'll add it here.
      It felt like I was in another country that was either in the amazon or in asia. The scene was in between my schools though at the bus loop without buses. I could see tracks in between different places and buildings. Everything that wasn't a building or track or person or object was just this empty black color. I was swimming in this black stuff on a track and could see these massive bugs crawling next to me. It was really freaky. There was apparently a restaurant we were going to that had fish and chips. We ended up meeting people there and I was supposed to pay with my mom's credit card. The end of the dream was weird because I was standing in this black stuff in the middle of the bus loop and the idea was I was on mushrooms. I've never done them before so I didn't have an experience to base it off of. I was standing lower than the track and looking up I could see these people with spirals for eyes like Rezz looking at me. They were higher up than me but it seemed like they were tiny people. In my mind I'm thinking "here they are" or "oh hi nice to meet you finally." It felt utterly weird being in the presence of these things, they weren't like dream characters they were like actual beings that knew they were in some sort of dream with me separate from what my mind created. They seemed to just look at me.

      Another dream from that night was located at this restaurant place. The place was symmetrical and had all of these objects. Someone would hide an object and I'd have to find it. Someone hid a small sphere in the corner and I had to reach down further to get it. This place was brightly colored with reds oranges and yellows and seemed very clean and set up but in a cartoonish way. That eventually gave way to the idea that I was with a group of people downtown somewhere trying to go to a concert. We were at someone's house about to leave. Dana walks in with her friends and I awkwardly blurt of "how you are yeah?" and she walks further into the house towards the kitchen. I eventually go into the kitchen and grab some cookie dough out of the refrigerator and start to eat it.

      Updated 04-30-2018 at 03:59 PM by 59595

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    6. Longest dream so far

      by , 03-26-2018 at 11:34 AM
      Part1) So, I was having a normal day and I met this guy Patrick. He also played csgo so decided to hang out with him. I later on went swimming with him and his friends but he couldnt make it so I was there with his friends. They thought I was there because of the pretty girl, I said I wasnt and went on.
      Then I evesdropped them saying they were going to kill Patrick. I didn't want that so I saved Patrick and went to the sea-shore. He said that "The sailor" is there, he explained that "The sailor" the only one was who travelled to another country. It was a medium sized "ship". So we went on the ship and he seemed fine with it.
      We went trough the mysterious cave. Were in the middle of the ocean now. For some reason I have magic and start to catch fish with it, just making them fly on the boat and also caught a flask holder. The sailor saw it and said that I shouldn't show my powers to anyone. I was okay with that. When we arrived at England we decided to go back since we didn't have any money or house there.
      When we came back we were acused for hitting the guy that wanted to kill Patrick and sentenced to a lifetime prison. We quickly went back on the boat but someone said we shouldnt because this time of the year the phonemenon happened. We didnt care because we didnt want to go to prison so there we went.
      When we came in the cave there was this purple glow that kept getting brighter and all of a sudden (creepy part 1) were in this saw like room. Only light was dark red, all blood on the walls, electronic dolls moving everywhere with a million screaming sounds. We hed to destroy all the dolls and so we did while being terrified.
      When it was all over we were at the same shore and we couldnt go to England. We were brought to jail
      Part2) The prison wasnt that big, only 20 cells which were really poorly protected by 1 lasrer about 5cm above the floor, not even a celldoor. Green laser meant everythin was fine, Orange meant that something was touching it, Red meant tresspassing. I was thrown in my cell, it was about 1 square meter. I was just writing and drawing stuff,
      and my paper touched the laser, it turned red and a guard came storming into the room and aske dme what my problem was and when it was about to hit me I quickly said, " One of my papers! ". He stopped and walked back. When he walked back I quickly ran and stepped over (over it) the laser and so did Patrick. we ran into the woods for about 100 meters and then we got caught.
      We thought this was the end but we just got put back in our cells. They said we'll be dead next time. Attempt 2, the guards are discussing what to do with a certaint child and we quitly but quickly went on the roof. But this 1 autistic anoying bastartd a of a female guard saw us and starting shooting. We ran towards the shore but we tripped. She said if we came back with her she would let
      all prisoners free. We did that and she let all prisoners free exept me, Patrick and a random guy. The kid in the cell next to me started crying and saying he didnt have a home or family. That night something happened, I dont know what but I got free. I went home and never saw Patrick again. When I came home everyone acted like nothing had happened.
      Part3) My brother was writing an essay and my parents doing stuff on their phone. I went to a building with some of my friends from school, talked a bit and went back home.
      When I came home I put my calculator on a table downstairs. I went upstairs to take a shit but first went to my room to make my schoolbag.
      (I just want to point out that this is my typical nightmare, when I was young I was very very paranoid alone upstairs and starte dmaking things up in my mind literally sprinting downstairs thinking something was chasing me.)
      So, I went outside my room and there it was, my calculator on the floor. It clearly was a sign but I picked it up and went on the the bathroom. Right before entering the bathroom
      (The most typical nightmare, Ive had this 10 times now and it never gets old) My mom, just standing like a statue in my parents chamber when I know she was downstairs and then screaming like a demon chasing me. I went to the bathroom like most times because it was a key and a lock. This time it caught up on me and I was to battle it pulling the door. Something different happened this time.
      My parents never saw the thing as if it was invisible for them so. It had to be in my head. I started fighting it with my head and trying to get rid of it. And for a moment, it was gone. Because I was terrified I lost concentration and it cvame back. I started screaming and making sounds like always so my parents would come. The End.
      Categories
      nightmare , non-lucid
    7. Moving and the Lion

      by , 09-16-2017 at 04:26 PM
      08-20-2017 -- At the Hickory house doing packing, I think. Not quite sure what is going on, but there are disappearing pets, and injured cats, and we're trying to figure out what is happening, when I discover that there is a lion running around the neighborhood, killing and eating other animals, and mauling people when it catches them. The neighbors at 8439 are running around in terror, trying to hide behind their big mobile home trailer, while the lion is just laying under the thing, eating the family dog, and occasionally taking a swipe at their legs.

      So I'm looking around for Sammy, hoping he's safe, and trying to figure out where the lion is and when it might be safe, and the answer is pretty much never. The lion seems to be hiding off to the right side of the house in an area where the garage should be, but it is not. At one point, I am wandering around trying to find things, and come across the lion around the side of the house, and start to run for the door, and the lion starts to chase me, and I realize the running attracts it's attention. When I was just walking, it paid me much less attention. So I slow down, and before it can react, dart toward it and start scratching it on the head, and to that it reacts like a kitten, and purrs and loves the attention, and I am able to get back into the house, where I borrow somebody's phone and call for animal control to come and get it.

      Dobby is here for a while, and trying to protect us, but he moves far too quickly, and is eaten several times (and just pops back into existence, ready to be eaten again) until he learns to make a big, pillow-like shield around himself that the lion just bounces off of. Meanwhile, Billy Damon is here, demonstrating some magic tricks, while a piano competition-like magic convention is going on, with a kids division that is competing, as well as an adult division, and some kids that are a cross between the younger ragtime writers and the stars from the Big Bang Theory are showing off their magic acts.

      I keep opening the front door, and the lion is now pretty much camping on the front porch, and I am petting his head until he purrs, and keeping him calm, while urging others to move cautiously, and not trigger his chase instincts by running, while waiting for animal control, who seem to be incredibly slow about getting out here. But finally they arrive, and after a long time of setting up their trucks, they wander around and spray the two lions with some sort of foamy spray that may remove oxygen from the area, and knocks them out, and probably eventually kills them, which kind of bothers me, because now that I've started petting one, I'm bonding to it, and just want to see it removed from the populated area.

      But even though I am opposed to the killing of the animals, and just want to get them moved safely, I have grabbed a small bottle of the spray that is killing them, and am running around spraying most of the people in the house (which may be forcing us to move) and giving them a brief spray to the air just in front of their faces, to try and knock them out, yet not kill them, and take everybody out in the hopes of moving them somewhere and getting them out of the way. But of course it is still very dangerous, and some of them turn their heads or don't breathe in, and the whole thing is just a mess.
    8. Magical Gumball Machine

      by , 08-15-2017 at 02:15 PM
      Early evening of August 15, 2017. Tuesday.



      I am in an unfamiliar unknown setting, though it is implied to be a room in our present home. There is an unfamiliar tall chest of drawers against a west wall. It has a pale wooden design. There are five drawers.

      Atop this chest of drawers, in about the center, is a gumball machine. The main concept is that this feature is somehow able to manifest new items in any of the drawers at certain times, more so, every drawer simultaneously, though this materialization of items like new clothes, comic books, paperback novels, games, perhaps even food items, still seems based on needing to insert a coin in the gumball machine.

      I am vaguely aware of the events and the materialization, though I seem to be aware of seeing events as simulated without being directly involved, as the drawers open and close on their own a few times. I am wondering how many coins I have to activate this machine. There is no backstory or indication on what will materialize at a specific time or how to specify what one wants (though perhaps it is based on which coin is used). It may be thought-based, as such a dream implies non-lucid dream control as it is.


    9. Doing Local MSing Leads to Bomb Site in NY, Smart Werewolf Girls

      by , 06-27-2017 at 11:48 AM
      06-25-2017 -- Couple of short fragmenty bits tonight, but writing them down anyway. The second, right before I got up for the day and in less than an hour of sleep, I'm out mystery shopping, perhaps one of the four shops on Okeechobee (though it also has a certain feel of the shop area that is right down on Euclid, near Kevin's house, except that it is a couple hours out of town from other dreams). I've just finished the shop, in part by buying an entire tank of gas, which I am mad at myself about, because now how am I going to fit in all the rest of the gas I have to buy? Anyway, I'm trying to squeeze my car out around other cars and hit the road.

      I somehow find myself on a freeway, heading away from my next stop (that is probably right down the road) so I am trying to get off and turn around, just to find myself on the same freeway heading back the other way, when I suddenly find myself in New York, and I am approaching another gas station, but it is on top of a hill, and is surrounded by debris, and there are construction vehicles and stuff, and I realize it is the site of a terrorist bombing attack. I am considering taking a picture from the bottom of the hill, but even though there has been a lot of damage, I can see there are lots of regular people walking in and out of the place, so it looks like the store is still open.

      Since the drive is blocked off, and I am not physically up to walking up the hill I don't know what I'm going to do, but luckily I can see people riding their bikes up and down, so I pull my bike out of the car and use it to ride up the hill to the top. The pump area is gone, and the store is mostly surrounded by scaffolding, but there is a small area under an awning with a few jewelry-type display cases sitting in front of it, where a very small amount of things are being sold. Unfortunately, everything looks very expensive, and any time I catch a glimpse of something cheap, it seems to have vanished before I can reach it. One thing is the small candy in a yellow and black checker pattern rapper (something like Zazu?) but it's gone as I approach it. Another is a lollypop wrapped in a plastic and cardboard thing that would be hard to get it out of which is being advertised as the largest really fast lollypop, and again is too expensive. Finally I grab what I hope is a Charms blowpop, but instead it turns into just a piece of wrapped gum.

      One of the store employees is wandering around commenting on things to people, and I am just waiting to make my small purchase, wondering if I will have to suggest a hand-written receipt, when I hear him saying something about Uber or Lyft drivers causing him problems by hanging around, and I have to resist making a comment. Then I hear the three young girls saying something about Son of Interflux, and I have to say something, but can't find a way to jump into the conversation. Somehow it is mentioned that the girls love reading and are very smart, and there is a little boy who looks much like Anikin, who is playing with a small box that he then causes to warp into a model of a space ship that then flies to a shelf and puts itself away, while it is somehow revealed that the three young girls are werewolves, but they are well-treated by their family. Very strange mix-up.
    10. Camping with Dumbles Leads to Making Brooms with Sirius, Cheese Broom Causes Fireworks

      by , 06-13-2017 at 07:37 PM
      04-30-2017 -- Actually, I have no idea when this was dreamed. Had to be after the last one I wrote down, but it was several weeks ago. It was a very interesting dream that I certainly meant to write down while it was still fresh, but it never ended of happening, so now I'm jotting down what I can remember on the 29th of May, and assigning a (likely incorrect) date to list it by.

      Somehow I'm on a cadet-style camping trip, but I'm Harry Potter, and the one in charge of the trip is Dumbledore. As might be expected, it is very strange, and actually kind of boring, so I decide to make things more interesting by grabbing a dead tree limb and trying to make myself a good broom. I actually manage to do a fairly good job of it, and am flying around, but Albus is upset that I might be seen. Thankfully, I've also got my invisibility cloak, which allows me to keep myself somewhat hidden.

      So he's on my case, but it's the only thing we've found fun to do on the trip, so we continue to work on flying. Soon we're flying through the dream version of the Buena Park Mall, but whatever spell we've used to power the brooms have started to weaken, and I'm drifting to the ground, right where people are looking to try and catch me. Thankfully, Sirius is right there with another broom that he's made, so he tosses it to me, and I fly off again, and Sirius finds himself arguing with his harridan of a mother (who is alive and not a painting), even though I seemed to be getting along with her quite well.

      There's a bit with me walking through Waldenbooks, while talking with Remus and Sirius about more broom options, and I end up wrapping a bit of cheese or something around the handle of my latest broom as a joke, figuring it wouldn't work, but when I try to fly with it, it shoots up into the air, sending off sparks like a major firework, blasting up into an arc, before coming down again, used up very quickly, but providing an amazing pyrotechnic show, and I decide it is an amazingly cool effect that I will have to work with some more.
    11. LD 94 - Going to Space with a Car (My longest LD so far!)

      by , 05-15-2017 at 04:26 AM (Letaali's Dream Journal)
      I follow a magpie from a cave to a snowy mountainside and a pine forest. I think about how high up they can survive, what do they eat etc. I find these magpies interesting. After following one of them to the edge of the forest, I manifest a body and start making my way through the snow. I look at my analog watch, which has blue and purple lights. It's 5 am. Explains why it's dark. I really want to make it back to the hotel before others notice I've been out all night.

      Darkness.

      I'm suddenly inside a building I don't recognize. I'm happy being lucid and start looking for a way out. I pet a dog on the way out and hum a song to keep myself calm. I think about a sunny yard outside and the dream takes me there. I see my oldest friend Niko outside, fixing his car I assume. The house is surrounded by pine forest and there's a couple on the vast yard. I go talk to Niko. I tell him we are in a lucid dream. He doesn't answer, but smiles faintly. I summon a purple baseball and throw it. I control it's flight so Niko can see we are in a dream. The ball makes a loop in the air. I decide to use vocal commands too. "Return!" The ball starts flying back to me. I attempt to catch it, but it hits Niko in the head. I throw it again and tell it to return, but this time I remove the ball's momentum before trying to catch it. It stops completely just before reaching me and falls down. Well, whatever...

      Niko's little sister and a random female DC appear on the yard. I think about the DJ post I'm gonna write later and decide I should do something cool like magic. I point my finger at the random DC and yell "Abracadabra!". Her clothes change, she now has a short black skirt. She seems impressed by my magic. Then I decide to focus on my personal goal. I tell the girls and Niko that we are going to space. I ask them to get into Niko's red, futuristic car. The girls are vocal about getting the front seat, I don't care. Niko drives and I sit next to him. I touch the roof of the car and tell the car to fly. It starts to fly and after a bit of struggle we clear the treetops, but then Niko takes us down and follows railroad tracks. I ask why and tell him to fly up. We dodge an incoming train and clear the power lines. We talk about Niko's experience with flight simulators. Niko takes us down to a road as we chat. It gets really hot in the car, everyone is sweating. I do a quick RC by counting fingers and tell myself this is a lucid dream. I ask where we are driving. Niko says he's going to get fuel somewhere safe. So that the people looking for us don't immediately find us. I accept this and notice street signs are in Estonian. Apparently we are going through Estonia to Russia to get fuel. I start thinking about how I transform the car into a real spaceship once we make it to space. I worry about leaving Niko and the girls alone in space when the lucid ends. I tell them I'll make the spaceship good so they don't have to worry. Girls have some doubts about my skills.

      And I woke up. Low level lucidity, but really stable. Should have just driven the flying car myself. Old totm is the only thing I recalled besides my personal goal.
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Night 14+nap lucid

      by , 04-28-2017 at 04:47 PM (Letaali's Dream Journal)
      Night 14 I had 4 NDs, nothing interesting.

      I took a nap from 17:00 to 17:32. I had been listening to music, relaxing and visualizing for a while before that. I turned music off and it was lights out nearly instantly. FA wiped a lot of details from my LD.



      ...I'm in a car. "I almost lost the dream. Well it's been surprisingly stable so far. I should try to actually do something cool..." I think. I hold my hand out of the car window and try to do magic. Bright blue and yellow waves and sparks shoot out of my hand. It's not the colors I wanted, but I think I can make something with it. A DC stand outside the car and walks over to me. Dream ends.

      I "wake up" (FA) in my old room. It's middle of the day. Mom is back from morning shift. My brother is there too and comes to my door. "Oh, he's sleeping." I get up faster "No I'm not, what's up?" He comes to my room with a plastic bag. There's some running clothes in it. "Mom wants you to try them on to see if they fit either of us." I had false memories of already trying them on in a hair saloon looking place. "I've tried them on, they fit." I say and my brother goes to the kitchen. I put my earphones on the table and follow. My sister's second oldest is visiting. In the kitchen I remember the lucid dream again. "I should write the lucid dream I had down before I forget details." and I wake up. You can bet your butt that I RCed after that. I was so mad. That FA cost me most of my lucid dream.
      Tags: family, magic
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    13. Museum Rave, Mom's death, Mass Effect

      by , 02-18-2017 at 06:53 AM (Letaali's Dream Journal)
      I usually just share one dream per night, but this time all of them were somewhat interesting.

      Rave inside a museum
      There was a party in a massive museum. The museum was like a city in itself and nothing looked familiar. It was dark, techno music played in a distant dance floor, flashing colored lights occasionally shone some light where I was. People were doing drugs. There were disoriented cats around. Looked like the pets had done drugs too. After I had wandered far enough, I found a throne room full of people. There was a ceremony going on. No one minded me checking the place out. I saw some military people, generals and what not. There was confusing item with flags on it. European flags that changed every time I looked at it. DCs thought it was weird too, but they tried to explain it.

      Mother's death
      I was a small child, about 10 years old. My mom had straight long brown hair and a wide striped top. We lived in a rural area, though my mom was not always around, since she was a time traveler.

      I was in the forest with a man with short dark hair. It was a summer night, so we could still see outside. He wrapped a magic spell in his jacket so he could move it around without harming himself. The spell was a tar-like mass that was writhing like it was alive. It was dissolving the jacket. I followed him back to our house. Young birch trees were growing near it. Behind our house, next to the forest, my mom was lying on the ground. There was another DC, a woman watching over her.

      "Do you have to do this?" I asked. The man said "Yes, in order to preserve the timeline we have to kill her. She doesn't belong here." I was sad, but I believed him. I don't think my mom was forced into this, she realized it was necessary. The man placed the tar on my mom and it consumed her body. Nothing was left of the spell or my mom.

      The dream them skips to certain scenes of my future. Due to her ability, I met my mom years later. This was a younger version of her, one that I hadn't met before. I didn't mention her death. Last scene of the dream is a far future where I'm old and alone. I wake up in a boat and see a storm outside. I realize that I won't see my mom again, she never traveled further than this. I watch the raging sea and grieve.

      Paragon and Rogue
      I'm in a game world, feels like Mass Effect. The planet has metallic platforms, vast lava pools, huge gate that I need to open and a boss. I decide to fight the boss. I'm a woman with short blond hair. I have a sword on my back. The blade is short, but wide. This class is Paragon. I have abilities like Charge, where I harness dark energy to basically teleport a short distance. I also have a flamethrower, some rifle and my sword.

      The boss is flying and...some sort of small tank? The cannon fires a blue beam that I try to dodge while firing my rifle. The beam hits me and feels warm, but that's about it. The boss is constantly flying over lava so my charge and sword are useless. I go to the edge of the platform and try to burn the tank with my flamethrower. It doesn't have enough range, but I notice green UI over the boss. The tank has some sort of shield and I see it regenerating quickly. I can't deal enough damage to deplete it. The battle goes on forever.

      I make a mistake and suddenly I travel back in time. "What was that?" I also look different. I have red hair and looked like female Shepard from the Mass Effect games. False memories told me this was another class: Rogue. I was slower, but I had a bigger arsenal. I start the boss fight again and when I make a mistake, time immediately turns back and I'm Paragon again. This keeps happening and I realize someone is reloading different save files over and over until I kill the boss without mistakes. I eventually do it as Rogue. I then move on to opening the massive gate.
    14. Non-lucid

      by , 12-07-2016 at 04:12 AM (Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream)
      Y'know I'm starting to think my DJ titling could use some work.

      Anyway I had a dream that I really liked last night aaaAAAA

      Dream: The End of the World
      So my real world family was there (though not my dad, I don't think), and some serious shit had gone down that had swamped most of the world in water. I think it had been some sort of massive hurricane ... let's say twice the size of a normal one.

      In the dream, the family had a different home which was now half-flooded.

      I can remember a few things that happened (though I'm writing this up a bit late). First of all, there was a segment involving my brother and I swimming deep in the water amid the submerged buildings, and only being able to breathe because there were friendly whales that would exhale hovering bubbles of air that we could sort of "sip" from. It seemed that when the world flooded, the whales had swum into human territory specifically in order to help people like this.

      Then there was a sort of... more personal segment. I'm just gonna put it into spoiler tags to give myself the illusion of privacy.

      Spoiler for kinky torture things:


      After that, the dream introduced me to a whole group of very small mice ... fish things, of various colors. And my job was to sort of lead/control them in order to accomplish some sort of task. Man, the stuff I'm writing down doesn't really capture the actual feel of it. But as usual, I think there was some odd, unrealistic twist on it that doesn't relate well to real concepts. Hmph.

      The Dream Sign of the Day Is: being tortured! woo

      Updated 12-07-2016 at 04:20 AM by 39676

      Tags: magic, torture
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Egg of Power

      by , 11-28-2016 at 08:03 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      I run through a building holding a golden egg shaped objected. It fires a laser out the top. I am being chased by my duplicates. I find a door. It slides open when I fire the laser. I then shut it with the laser. However after that my egg stops working. People try to convince me to sell it to them. I refuse. I end up crying.

      Updated 12-05-2016 at 04:23 AM by 91855

      Tags: door, egg, laser, magic, running
      Categories
      non-lucid
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