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In this dream I'm walking in the woods. There's someone else walking with me, but I do not recognize them and their face is pretty blurry. We are walking in the middle of the wilderness amongst a bunch of pine trees. There are those big metal high voltage powerlines running through the woods. We are walking along the large path carved through for the powerlines. It looks like a storm is coming cause there are big gusts of heavy wind and the sky is very gray. We walk to a point where the powerlines consolidate down into small hoops on short poles. The hoops keep them together in a ring. (I've seen something like this IRL.) The gusts of wind keep getting stronger and stronger. As we continue walking faster, the trees in the forest all become dead. It's just a bunch of black dead tall pine trees. We hear some loud cracking and see some of the dead pines falling over onto the powerlines. When they collide, there's huge sparks and a bang. We don't get hurt, but the air becomes filled with these little black floating flakes of tree ash. The ash is very thick and the pieces are hard and flaky, unlike campfire ash which is much thinner than paper. We start running away fast cause we don't want to get all those flakes in our lungs.

Eventually, we make it to a large marble building in the middle of the woods. There's nothing else around. It's like a small skyscraper in size. It has fake columns carved into the walls in some places, but is mostly just a flat shinny slab of marble. Those powerlines go right into the side of the building. It's clear they were hooped so that they could enter the building through a small metal panel on the wall. Me and the friend I'm walking with start trying to find a way into the building. We don't walk far before we see a huge square hole in the wall going right into the building. It's like a huge garage door in size, but there is clearly no door. We walk into the building and find ourselves in a massive atrium. It's not super fancy, but there's marble everywhere and large columns. The floor is super dusty and covered with junk. It looks very spartan inside aside from the junk on the floor. We can still walk around cause it's not enough to fully cover the floor. There's no sign of life in the building. Everything is dark and dead. It looks like no one had been there in years. We walk around a corner into the front part of the building where there is something like a lobby. Here, we finally see an amber light shinning around a corner. There's a live woman in there standing at a desk like a statue. It looks really creepy cause it's clear the place is abandoned. Me and my friend try to get her attention, but nothing happens. We get freaked out and start running around the building aimlessly. It's just a bunch of huge empty marble rooms with junk on the floor. There's really nothing in there. We calm down and realize there's nothing bad in there; it's just that creepy women at the desk.

Flash to a new scene: I'm in an old large house made of wood (not a mansion). I'm walking around an old renovated attic. I can tell because the ceilings are angled downwards from the roof. It's a large attic than has been segmented into rooms. There's blue fluffy carpet on the floor that's completely covered in dust and spiderwebs. I keep running around and turning off a bunch of light switches everywhere for these tiny independent lights.

I wake up. The end.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a pool, a small circular pool. Instead of being filled with water it was more like black ink, filled to the brim and still. The ink water wasn't thick like one would expect but more like calligraphy ink, thin and once sprayed on paper, more of a grey color. I was wearing some sort of white dress, or maybe robes are a better description. The clothing was a slightly rough texture, as if I was dressed in an expensive chiffon bundle. I remember rubbing the cloth between my fingers, it made a delightful scratchy sound, and I could not help but continue to rub the cloth between my fingers. At some point I decided to sit up and as I began to come to I noticed other pools around me, all filled with the same black-ink water. The building that we were in was white and filled with bleached marble. Old romanesque pillars rose to hold the vaulted ceiling, there was no color only the cold white of the building and the black-ink filled pools. As I looked around in naive wonder I saw that in my pool there was a feather, a long black feather that somehow made me feel knots in my stomach. I head the pitter patter of feet and a man came, he stood tall with black shaggy hair, his skin was opalescent, fingers long, and (was I mistaken?) wings? He made no motion to communicate he only picked me up and started carrying me away from the pool. The man (perhaps an angel?) was strong, his build was wiry with just enough muscular build to be attractive to some. His wings were outstretched as if ready to take flight at any moment, when I looked to see where we were going I noticed that he was taking me back to the pool. I thought to myself that I wasn't ready, I wanted to see more of this interesting world, to ask questions, but it was already too late. The being was returning me to the black-ink pool, without so much as a word I sunk back into the water. I could still feel the cloth between my fingers, with its delightful texture.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am at some beach club or something of the kind. Lots of young boys and girls, having fun, playing games. Girls are lured into a strange competition which involves following leads and collecting objects to achieve some final goal which will be revealed once the puzzle is complete.
At first I just watch, but I find it both fishy (it seems just a pretense to lure the girls into increasingly dark and remote places, maybe so they can disappear) and challenging (I absolutely want to play it and I am certain I can win it). So I sign up, with mixed feelings: will do my best to win, but will also keep my eyes open as I go along.
First challenge involves going down some kind of well, with a sort of diver's suit to get some clue from the bottom of it. There's a mix of physical challenges like that, but then we also have to solve the puzzles and enigmas that come with the clues, so we can find which is the next challenge. I follow a number of these and they often involve going down or crawling inside dirty, dark places. But I start passing in front of the other girls who were ahead of me. And I start getting a better picture of it all. It's hard to explain, but with each task we're getting closer and closer to become pawns of a sick game, to reduce us to unaware servants of some entity we haven't even met. I was right about my initial feeling. So, once I'm winning the game, I start subverting it, blocking all other players to follow me and move forward. This displeases the powers that be, behind the whole thing. The last object I collected are some kind of bean shaped marbles, in a black iridescent colour, that seem to be alive. I accidentaly let some of them fall to the ground and they immediately divide and multiply. I don't know what I am supposed to do with it. But I then find myself into some kind of giant maze with high walls that keep getting bigger. I feel an uncomfortable sense of being trapped.At the top of one of these walls, a figure appears and it is devilish. It spreads out in a kind of red, living, palpitating matter, which covers the wall and the floor and comes in my direction. I don't know what to do, but I throw the marbles in front of me and they start multiplying and spreading in the opposite direction, engulfing this devilish form which wanted to devour me, but also threatening to engulf me to. I run to the end of the maze, trying to escape this darkness that is devouring everything. I encounter a room, with only a box in it. It's not a big box, it's just enough to put my two feet together inside it. There's no other place where I can hide or a door or window, through where to escape. But I hear like a voice telling me to go into the box. It's impossible, I think. But the voice is there saying I need to go, it's the only place I can hide. And I believe that I should try. I put my two feet in it, the box is already full, but then I squat and I fit perfectly in it. No more space left, but then I also push my shoulders and head inside it and incredibly, the box is still small, the size it had in the beggining and I am still my normal size, but I'm inside it, perfectly covered and protected. I remember Milarepa, who sat inside a conch. It is it.

With Tara, Grandma and I outside some fancy natural gym which was just literally just around the corner from Grammar.
Tara gave me a large rectangular piece or wood, about the same size as me, with thin slabs of marble glued to the side. She said it was a skateboard.
I tried to slide on the grass using it as a body board, but I didn't get very far. I scooted around the field on it for a bit.
I was in the middle of the field and this kid was coming toward me. I hurried forward on my marble slab and saw a wallet on the ground. I picked it up, and went to a playground in the corner of the field and hid it in the bushes. Then Grayson found me and said he was looking for his dad's wallet. I ran him around for a bit before telling him it was in the bushes.

I participated in an orgy with a blonde woman and a dark-hair woman.
The blonde woman had curly hair. We're in a hotel room, the walls are light brown, the blanket of the bed was light brown. After the orgy we all took a bath, and wrapped ourselfs in white towels. The bathroom where we are is white, and is part of a huge mansion.
Meanwhile the owner of the mansion arrives.The owner is a woman who has an executive suit with a miniskirt. The suit is all brown. She has high-heeled brown shoes and blond hair.
She asked us what we had done with her husband. I got up and went to get her husband. He was inside a closet with a mirror on the outside of the door.
We all went to the living room of the mansion. The owner was sitting on the sofa. There is an unevenness on the floor. The floor where she is, is taller than the floor where we are.
The floor has two steps, and steps are of white marble.
Near us there is a bar and a small cabinet.
The husband of the owner of the house was tall, had a muscular body, and short spiky hair. He had a blue t-shirt and shorts with Hawaiian flowers. He was handcuffed. I told the owner that he had killed a person. She covered her face with her hands and wept.

I dreamed with Omnio. We were walking in the middle of a road at night in the woods.
Above us and projected on the ground was a yellow light that came from the street lamps.
We reached a place where there were large marble stairs. We climbed the stairs, and when we reach the end, it was day.
At the end of the stairs was a computer store. We entered and I asked for information about two ram chips for my computer. The woman said that she had to order the chips. Omnio gave me two ships of ram and said he wanted to buy new ones. I handed the ships he gave me to the lady of the shop, and she said, "That´s sooo old"

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

A Long Message and Musical Numbers

I was doing more college goodbyes. Basically I was hanging with my buddy Peter and it was late at night and we were telling each other jokes. I had decided to look at my facebook inbox and saw that Ian's message was actually a lot longer than I had thought it was. It was super long and instead of just being a regular goodbye, turned out to be a really touching long message about how close we had become. After reading this I realized that me and peter were in a circular building with a dome and a singular hallway leading out of it. The building was made out of white marble and was really extravagant in design. I saw Laura and Amadi come in and Laura put down a boombox , pressed play, and it played the background to a musical number on loop. It was almost a blues progression but the last 8 bars were slightly different. She was singing something stupid when Dani busted out of nowhere, pushed Laura out of the way (who looked slightly peeved) and started singing a different tune that didn't really match with the background. We all laughed at this (except for laura) and I decided to go down the hallway and run back in to make an explosive entrance and to improvise a song. The hallway was short and led out to a window which put me on to the street. I turned around to jump into the window, exploded through and started singing but I found myself face to face with 2 hispanic cleaners, one male one female. I had discovered that where I was was more of a small mall location with many entrances and I had jump into the wrong entrance. I ran back into the right entrance laughing and told the others of my mistake.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign

Recently my web host (who I am good friends with the founder) got attacks from a client of Limestone Networks (the company didn't do it, one of their customers did) and when I talked to him about it over chat I started seeing Limestone Networks ads all over the place due to Google adWords user targeting. Kind of ironic, but oh well.

I think that's what inspired this dream.

Limestone Networks dream
Only one I remembered for the night. Bad recall. My family was staying at a HUGE fancy hotel! It was all made of marble.

Here's a description: From the front entrance with multiple glass doors you enter a humongous right-left symmetrical marble room. 4 stories high or so. The second floor is in the back half of the room while the third and fourth are elsewhere, only visible because of little balconies sticking out into the main room. There were a bunch marble benches on either side on the first and second floor. There's two sets of stairs about 50 feet ahead of you maybe 15 feet wide each, at 30˚ angles. They go one story high, to the second floor in the back. These stairs are separated by a balcony in the middle that extends from the upper base of the stairs horizontally to the lower base. Here's a horrendous, literally 30-second example of what I mean: (click to enlarge)

I can draw better. Much better. But it's getting late and I don't want to spend too much time on this...

Anyway, the building was cool. My family was staying on the left side of the building in a room on the 3rd floor which had a balcony sticking out to the big room. It was a very nice hotel! At some point I became very, very, very faintly lucid. I realized I was dreaming, kind of, and that I could do what I wanted.

I walked downstairs and saw Limestone Networks was having a meeting. A man was speaking to about 40 men and women. They looked distressed. I had to walk around a few people as I went down the stairs. I knew their business wasn't my business but, out of curiosity I wanted to hear what was going on so I slowed down my pace. Apparently Limestone Networks was having severe financial problems. Several people were crying... They were going to go bankrupt. I felt really bad for them. It seemed like Linmestone Networks employees were a tightly knit group of friends... I wondered how they could afford so many ads yet they were going bankrupt, but I brushed the thought away. I kept walking and went through a door.

I saw my friend Ryan and decided to use my lucid powers to have an Avatar race with him. We changed into Avatars and climbed up floating mossy rocks. The best Avatar music with the chorus singing was playing somehow. It was really awesome! Eventually the Avatar world faded back to normal life. We were outside. It was dark and raining. The dream was becoming increasingly negative. I could see less and less. Ryan vanished. I was alone in the mud. I saw these slimy monster things with huge mouths. I was worried, but not scared. It was becoming harder and harder to go on. I tripped and fell. I could sense monsters coming for me but I couldn't see anything! I thrashed around hoping it would drive them away but it woke me up.

I was still moving so I jumped out of bed. I was startled a little but not scared at all. It was about 4AM. I went back to sleep shortly after, which doesn't usually happen after nightmares. Somehow I wasn't very scared in that nightmare.


Glad to have a dream, especially a lucid one, even slightly, after all this time!

I came across a discussion about this, and I thought I'd put down some of my ideas for good "totems". First off, a "totem" is a device or personal affect that only the owner thoroughly understands that is used as a means of separating the dream world from the real one. I've used "totems" for years as a for of reality checking, only I referred to them as charms

#1 - Rosary
One I used myself was a rosary with a few specifics...

• rose scented beads
• a small hole drilled into every third bead
• a pewter crucifix with a sterling silver dove for a hail holy queen bead
• the 10th bead of the 4th decade was missing
• the dove was attached with gold chain links - all the others were silver
• INRI was inscribed upside-down on the cross

#2 Matchbox Car
Another one I used myself with fair success was a 1976 Metal Canary yellow jeep wrangler car with an angel wings decal on the hood.

• It sat on it's axel wrong so it wobbled
• it drifted to one side when pushed
• had a specific model number on the bottom

#3 Weighted Turtle
The third one I used was a pewter turtle with a jade shell.

• I was the only one who knew how it was weighted
• Only I knew about the small heart etched on it's underside

#4 Spoon

• Ever seen a waitress check her reflection in a spoon? The concave side turns the reflection upside-down - if it's right-side-up, you're dreaming!

#5 Marble

• Flatten one edge of a marble. Be careful to do it not so it's obvious at plain sight, but that when the marble is gently rolled it will come to rest on it's own accord.