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Staying with my mom at her house. For some reason we're sharing her bed. It is already uncomfortable and then I find that she has small stones and cristals under the sheets, for healing. They just hurt like hell. I remove all of it and clean the bed.
Then my mom is no longer with me, supposedly she died. Someone comes over to talk about my inheritamce. I say there isn't much to inherit, just the house and her clothes. They suggest there is something more and that I have to find her will before someone else does. I don't get it, but I do find some letter in a drawer. Other people arrive, I hide it.

I am attending college and currently working on an urgent work for the Portuguese class. I think I have enough time to finish my part, about 2 weeks, but turns out I hugely miscalculated the amount of work I still have to do. I have been procrastinating and the teacher reminds me how crucial that work is and I realize how late I am compared to my colleagues. I am still studying the sources and started witing one page. I find that my colleagues are actually mostly working in groups and I join one that I had supposedly previously left. Ana S. is in the group and I feel she is a bit suspicious at first about me wanting to redeem myself, but then she accepts me back in the group. The paper we are putting together is about some historical issue and then needs to be translated into a theathre play. I have a secondary role as a beautiful maid which marries a lord and gains power.
Finally comes the day of presenting the paper and the concept of the play to the teacher. Everyone is in costume and I look in the mirror to see mine. I don't just look like myself in an outfit, I am actually a different girl. Also fair skinned with big dark eyes but my hair is black, long and curly. The room has couches scattered and we sit on them as the group leader introduces our work to the teacher. Some colleague then turns on a tv and shows a video, but it has no sound. I come closer to the tv to try to fix it and then accidentsly look through a window to my right. There is a hill going down until a small town on the valley. There is a rumble and what seems like an explosion and a cloud of dust spreads up in the air above it. Everybody in the room hears and sees it and runs to take cover behind or under something. The shock wave hits us and the dust cloud is expanding rapidly towards us. At first I think it is a volcanic eruption, but then I go look again and I notice that the space is distorted. The city did not blow up and instead is divifing and multiplying, like a cell. I notice the air seems distorted around it, like a gravitational anomaly. It seems to have opened a space-time breach beause then I see more people wearing old time clothes and riding horses and some old school war going on. It seems as if the time about which we were making our presentation, caught up with us and now we're geting involved in whatever war that is going on. I see a bunch of men on horseback coming towards us. Some of us go hide and others say since we are wearing epoch appropriate clothing, we should just mingle and see what happens. I am not so sure. I get some binoculars and observe the men coming. I see a pile of bodies of dead villagers they left behind in the valley. I feel horrified and feel they'll do the same to us. The others don't listen to me, they just stay behind and wait. I decide to run the opposite direction and just hide somewhere. As I start running, I wake up with a dog howling outside.

I was a researcher in the SCP Foundation, and was working alongside a senior researcher. He was terse and did not seem like much for conversation as we worked, but slowly he started talking to me about something that had been agitating since and driving him insane and his thought that an SCP had breached containment, and everyone but him forgot. I put forth a suggestion that he might just be growing paranoid from work stress. In which he replied "Oh.... that's a possibility. I shouldn't have called in the secret nuke strike then."

Cue us all getting in a car to evacuate the city as a nuke is on the way to destroy the site and the nearby areas. I switched to a child again and the researchers became my elementary boarding school friends. We arrived at the shelter which just looked like a very posh summer resort, with a courtyard in the middle. Me and a few got inside but everyone else was vaporized as the nuke hit, so we quickly shut the door. The shelter went into full lockdown and covered all the openings in the house.

Later, as the dust cloud wore off, it started raining acid rain. The shelter reopened again. I asked the supervisor whether it was safe to open the shelter to the elements, and she told me that the radiation will not penetrate the general idea of the shelter, although the acid rain will.

I think I might be back here on dreamviews lol. It's really annoying how I just zone in and out of lucid dreaming like that; I suppose it's because the ability to lucid dream is something that is so easy to loose, unlike most other skills. I'm working on that though.
Anyways not a very lucid lucid dream, nor did I have much control; I'm sharing it because of its awesome storyline. Also I've already had a dream about the guy who recruited me being recruited by assassins himself which makes me want to meet him again in the future.

L: 4/10
C: 4/10
V: 8/10

I'm in an underground train with my family. Just a few seconds after the dream starts, a squad of superpowered guys flip the train over and in the darkness of the tunnel, massacre its passengers. As I find a somber corner hide in, I notice two killers who stand out: a Gothic looking guy (almost like the monster guy from Death Note)with very long claws (similar to the ones with which I got stabbed in the neck in "that one lucid dream") and another metis guy who looks a lot like a dude who has been recruited as an assassin in a previous dream, except that he now has crack in his skin, with a magma-looking substance peeking through them (symbolizing the fact that he's "deteriorated" since the last dream; he's become evil). From my hideout, I helplessly watch the guys murder every single passenger of the train. The death note guy notices me and calls the lava dude over (seems like the lava dude is their commander). He, the lava guy, notices something about me: I'm a lucid dreamer. I understand that I'm in a dream, and that in those guys are (supposedly) a real life organization of assassins who operate in shared dreams. They recruit me as a member of their organization. With my low lucidity level, I forget that I could very well refuse and reluctantly accept, planning to become stronger among them and eventually overthrow their leader.
(...)
Lucidity goes down a lot here.
We're in my real life gym with the organization and my friend and real life parkour training partner (lol). I have to cover my friend cuz he's not a lucid dreamer and they might kill him. He does, however, have a pretty great ability: he's a very fast runner and a great jumper (he is in real life ). Until he gets his first lucid dream, we will act as though this is his in-dream specialty. I show my telekinetic skills to the leader, levitating small objects and eventually himself. I tell him that if I were to truly put effort into it, I could destroy the whole building like nothing. I think about telling him about my "sage modes" but I realize that I should keep that secret from him. I wake up around there.

A lucid dream from 2 nights ago.
In my opinion I had the perfect amount of control over the dream: not god-like, but enough to do some awesome stuff.
Also before you read the dream, I just want to let you know that I'm not a murderous d*ckead IRL. I'm actually really loving and peaceful

Lucidity: 7.5/10
Control: 7/10
Vivacity: 8/10

I'll skip the first part of the dream: it was just a normal day at school.
I'm walking back home from school in the streets of my hometown, back in France. I take a right on a narrow street when I realize that I forgot my bike. I find it on the corner of a street, attached to a pole. As I take my keys out and unlock my bike, I notice that the sun is especially big today; it's got these solar storm kinda things on it. There are also a bunch of shooting stars spelling my last name in the sky (lol).



I check reality without really but it doesn't work. My mom is waiting for me at a door just at my left. I enter the small apartment in which my whole family is eating dinner on a small table. I look through the window, curious about what is going on in the sky. My mom looks worried about it and I understand that she thinks the sun' radiations might overwhelm the Earth's magnetic field and kill us all. As I think about this, a star explodes in a supernova way too close to the Earth.
I know that the explosion will eventually hit the Earth and I start getting seriously worried, until I Check reality a Second time.
HOT DAMN THAT SCARED ME.
I take a few seconds to look at my hand a little more closely. Even though I only have four fingers, my hand still looks normal... weird.
I step outside rubbing my hands together and take a look at the sky again: I don't get many of these.
I look around for something to do, and fly up to a flat roof. I want to summon a beast.
I do the naruto hand signs, without really knowing who I want to summon. I slap my hand on the floor, and even though I can see the ink writings appear on the ground, no one appears.



Assuming it's because I didn't know what I wanted, I take a few seconds to stabilize the dream even more. There's a forest at my left and the sun is back to normal; it's shining in front of me. I take a few steps on the roof and turn around. This time, I got a good Idea of who I want to summon: the Nine Tails from Naruto (... I've been reading a lot of manga with the current Florida weather).



I quickly do the hand signs and punch my right hand to the ground... The ink writings progress from under my hand to form a cool symbol on the ground. I start to doubt myself after two seconds, but then I get propelled upwards by a crazy force. When I get my balance back I find myself standing on the giant beast, my feet digging into its dark orange fur. I run a few meters on its back, and front flip off of it. As I find my self upside down, time slows down to let me admire the beast's humongous face. He's growling, his red eyes looking straight at me. I finish my flip with a 180 right before I hit the floor.
Ok, now what?
I'm just standing here looking at this beast, I don't really know what to do with him. I decide to set him free and I jump off the roof onto the empty, narrow road. The place reminds me of where the cinema was at in my hometown.
I walk around a little bit, until I notice a video game inside a store's "display window".
A girl walks up to me and explains that she is the one who created the game.
The game's goals is to escape killer penguins by jumping into portals. I visualize the game, and when I snap out of it, I'm in a workshop, surrounded by these killer penguins. The ceiling is really high, and lots of penguins are standing on small cornices made out of the minecraft element "Iron".
The penguins rush at me from all sides.
I push my hands to my sides, using telekinesis to hold them back. I quickly release the tension in my arms and push again even harder, sending the first layer of penguins flying back. I notice that the ceiling is slowly moving down. It's a trap that the penguins set for me.
F*cking hell.
I try to use telekinesis on the ceiling as well, but I have to retain it with my right fist (I hurt my wrist IRL and I can't bend it).
It's not enough. I have to use both of my arms to hold it, and even then the ceiling is still advancing down.
I have an idea.
I push up with all my strength, sending the ceiling up a few centimeters. As the ceiling falls back down, I quickly do the hand signs from earlier, and slap my hand down on the ground, summoning the Titan form of Eren from Shingeki no Kyojin.



Somehow Eren gets rid of the ceiling (?), and I'm able to fly up in the air somewhat quickly. As I fly up, I raise my hands at the same height as my hips, my palms facing out. I use telekinesis to take down all the penguins on the cornices.

I land on on of the cornices. I look around and notice that there are some "coins" around me, forming different paths. I jump back down, collecting all the coins in the air like in a video game. When I land on the ground, all the penguins have disappeared, along with Eren.
There's a girl from one of my classes from school. I walk up to her and ask for any item. She pulls a piece of cake out of her bra (lol). I thank her and grab her boob, then walk away. The cake's got a brown crust but's its yellowish inside. I take my first bite. It's the first time I ever eat something in a dream... to be honest I was expecting a little more. I mean it tastes good but it could be much better.

I walk into another room, where there are lots of cutting machines and all that. It also appears to be a store. There are a few people walking around. I use telekinesis to push a few products onto the ground, triggering a guy's anger. I look at him for a second.
My fight from earlier made me feel real powerful.
For my defense, I was very lucid and knew nothing was real.
There's a guy in a weird plastic suit testing a machine. I hold my left hand to my side, palm up. I look at the guy in the suit and close my hand. His suit starts to condense rapidly, crushing the guy in it, who stops moving.
There's a cutting machine with a big blade attached to it (~1 meter in diameter). I use telekinesis to make the blade spin really fast, and then detach it from the machine.
The blade it levitating, I have small control over it. I clumsily move it toward a guy who's cutting wood, and the blade cuts straight through his arm. I can see that he's pretty horrified, and I decide to let him live. I move the blade to the left, but it's slowly hovering towards me. I bend backwards but the blade keeps moving and cuts deep inside my chest. I jerk my arms forwards and the blade shoots into a glass door and falls to the ground.
Surprisingly, I'm not feeling any pain. I am waking up though, and I am too slow to stabilize the dream.
I wake up.

Being evil is fun ...
The first dream is pretty short and my control was bad, but then I DEILDed and got a much better LD
Also, with summer coming up, I can clearly tell that imma get a lot of nostalgic grand-parents/dad/school/old friends related dreams

Crane Diving

Lucidity: 7/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 6/10

I'm in an apartment, it's supposed to be my grandparent's but it doesn't look like it at all. In the bathroom, I realize that I'm not supposed to be in France just yet. I check reality. I got six fingers. I take a bit of time to analyse my hand, and try to see more clearly how it looks. Sadly the image is very unstable, it's sort of like looking at a confusing optical illusion. The amount of fingers changes from four to six to five to six again. I feel the dream fading. I rub my hands together as I walk out on the balcony. One of my dogs is here with me, and he asks me what I want to do.
"We'll find out," I reply.
I jump off the balcony onto the road. There's a beach at my right. The city that I'm in looks a bit like Miami, but a lot "cleaner".
My dog followed me.
"Coming with me ?" I ask.
I walk under another balcony on the other side of the small street, and then fly right through it. I land onto the balcony, and my dog jumps up to it. He grabs onto the fencing with his little paws and clumsily climbs it.
I look at him for a few seconds to make sure he's ready, and then I start running and jumping from balcony to balcony and from building to building. I can see my dog following me until we reach a crane. I start climbing it and so does my dog, who transformed into my sister. We get to the "arm" of the crane, which is hanging over the ocean.



I decide that I want to dive. I'm a little frightened, the ocean is pretty wavy. It feels like the waves are gators or something, just waiting for me to jump so they can devour me. Eventually, I just let myself fall into the water. I can feel the strong wind as I fall until I reach a wave; I only have time to plunge a few meters under the water before I wake up.


Massive water-bending and telekinesis, being evil

Lucidity: 8/10
Control: 8/10
Vivacity: 7/10

As I try to DEILD, I can already tell that imma have to stabilize that dream a lot: it took me almost a minute to DEILD because I've already overslept (it usually lasts 3-10 seconds).

I land on a high building's roof, in the same city as in the last dream. I look around and realize that the architecture is similar to the one in the game "Mirror's Edge". I rub my hands together.



To my left, there are huge stone carving, like the presidential ones in the U.S.A. The Ocean is still on my right, and I decide to try and water-bend a bit. When the dream becomes more stable, I extend my hands towards the ocean and focus. At first nothing happens and I consider entering sage mode to get more control, but as I think about it, The Ocean's water shoots up in the air, as if there had been a strong explosion underwater.
I don't even need sage mode right now.
I focus a little more and bits water from the ocean slowly gravitates upward, all converging towards a common place in the sky, some 200 meters up in the air.
After a few seconds I can see a ball of water forming, getting bigger and bigger as it is filled with water from the Ocean. I concentrate more to make the ball denser, and the ball condenses to form something similar to a blues crystal ball. The ball gets darker and darker as it condenses, and smaller, too.
The ball could probably fill about three Olympic pools, and I use telekinesis to bring it, over the city.
From the top of my roof, I swing my arms to my right and the water ball comes crashing into a building, destroying it and soaking the streets all around.
There is someone to my left, a guy. I can't clearly remember his face but he had black hair, and he was also dressed in black.
I rub my hands together.
I look at the face carvings at my left and point my arm at it as if I was asking for something, and then move my fingers towards me, just life if I was saying "come at me" in a fighting movie. I can feel the weight of the face carving, but that doesn't stop me from ripping the stone face off the cliff by telekinesis. The huge rock (same size as the building I'm standing on) falls onto the sand (which apparently just appeared there) and probably kills a few persons sitting in it (the sand).
I let go of a malefic grin, and jump to another building.

[...]

We're in the forest, with my (fake) dream guide. I'm walking around and doing some telekinesis on small rocks and other stuff that I can't remember.
I have a false awakening in which I write my dream here on DreamViews, and then wake up for real.

In dream one, I was in a city in the evening, possibly dusk. I think I was part of an envoy visiting a city; Dream Knowledge tells me that my group represents the historical lost Loulan Kingdom. Since I have little to no knowledge of actual Loulan culture, my brain just used a combination of Nepalese and Indian culture instead. I'm also not an official citizen of Loulan in this dream, but rather I tagged along with them as a sanctioned visitor.

The setting of the city we are in resembles Elizabethan architecture, but with a little more of a fantasy twist. It was a little vague at first, but slowly, the city resembled the city tile set from the game Neverwinter Nights (NWN; a game which I played the shit out of). I think the more I made that connection, the more the city took on that look. And that's when I became aware of our hired guard/guide.

So, background context: I played NWN alot on a RP-based player-made module, and one of the characters I played was an Autistic/Schizophrenic, or at least versions of the disorders based on my poor understanding of them at the time. I played this character long enough that he evolved to be the premiere fighter in this world, which made communicating with this character that much more frustrating because on one hand, he's a lovably difficult guy to talk to; yet on the other hand, you know he can murder you into bits on a whim.

ANYWAYS, D&D-masturexposition aside, yes, that character appeared in my dream. He was just another random guy at first, but my theory is that once my brain decided that the setting resembled NWN, it started filling in the gaps until suddenly, I realized who I'm looking at.

Two takeaways for me: 1) I think there was a point where I had the realization along the lines of "hey, I created you." Hopefully, this is a breakthrough to being able to question dream realities, because 2) I'm not sure how, but my POV shifts and I possess/become this character.

So, background/nerd masturbatory exposition two: The guards in the NWN module I played were designed to be ridonk OP as a way to keep a gaggle of maxed out characters from creating pure chaos during events. So of course, during OOC periods I'd go fight these guards just to see how fast I die; but I eventually figured out the right combination of gear, and proceed to massacre cities after cities with my guy -- because, y'know, GTA made me do it.

So ANYWAYS, I think brain memory kicked in; so for whatever reason, next thing I know, I'm fighting the whole city in my dream now, and somehow, I think I was the victim. The rest of the envoy was nowhere to be found. I wake up as the city burns around me.

A lucid from Sunday night, pretty good stabilization. I lost control quite a few times but I still did some cool stuff.
Note: Vivacity should be 8-9, but I had to stabilize a lot to get the dream to be really vivid.

Lucidity: 8/10
Control: 8.5/10
Vivacity: 7/10

I'm in a school, I've never been there before. We get out for a PE class, in the woods. At one point I get lucid naturally, and I decid to become invisible. I do and I get to the teacher, hitting her (I know her, she was my 7th grade PE teacher). She gets mad and I lay on the floor, but soon enough I get worried that she will see the shape of my body in the leaves. I just get up, and fly away.

(...)

I'm watching a video, an old friend of mine is recording the answers to a math test. At the moment I was thinking like he was breaking a major law. The video is actually live, and I see a little window with whom he is talking to - hot girls. I, without intending to, get in the computera's image, and I have som fun time.
After ten minutes or so, I get a boost in lucidity and realize that I'm just wasting a lucid. The dream starts to fade outand I stabilize it. I decide to get out of the computer, and when I do, I'm in my hometown's streets, with the guy who was telling the test's answer. We walk a bit and I decide to tell him it's a dream.
"Yeah, right".
I snap my finger, hoping to create a flame, but it doesn't work.
"See?" he says.
Then I open my hand and a fire ball appears.Bam.
He gets close to an awesomeness overdose and I lead him in the streets. He asks me about what I can do and I explain him that we can do anything we want. After a minute of walking we get behing a building, where a gynecologue comes and explains us that she's gonna have to inspect us.
Lol nope.
I just walk away, no one follows me.

Near in front of me is a little wall sticking out of the ground. People are on it. I reach out to 'em with my hand and use telekinesis to make 'em fall. I get on the wall and a woman asks me if I realise what I'm doing. She grabs me and I shake my arm to make her let go. In front of me, there are other people on the wall; a big group. I extend my hand again and they all fall; some of 'em on the road on my left, three of 'em in the ravine on my right. The woman grabs me again and I throw her away. I can do what I want, bitch.
I see an old friend's father in his car, looking at me suspiciously (lol he did that wen I was freerunning near his house IRL).
I'm back withe girls from before ...
I get back i the streets, and I walk up to a girl in a mask. I take her mask out and... nope, not gonna kepp on wasting lucid time. The dream starts to seriously fade away.

I dunno if I actually DEILDed or if I just stabilised the dream at an extreme fading point, but I imagined myself rubbing my hands, without trying to do it using my dream muscles because at that point I'm pretty sure I would have moved in real life. The dream comes back.

After a while immobile, fearing that a move would kill the dream, I finally rub my hands like crazy, which brings me a huge boost in realism, vivacity and lucidity. I keep on rubbing my hands all the way to the front of my old elementary school (I've been there lately, when I was in vacations in that town). There's lots of people.
There's a weird swing (is that the word? It's that thingy in playgrounds), with only one pole connected to the ground. I extends my hands towards it, and I try to make it levitate. I know that a part of it is buried in the ground, with a hook so it doesn't get off. Even with that in mind I still successfully rip it off the ground, the huge hook that was in the ground is just stiking of the swing's poll. I throw it on a guy.
A suit case (mine IRL) is just laying there, and after making it levitate, I throw it really (really(really)) violently in a big group of people on my left. It was thrown so hard that even long after it was thrown, it still is opening a sort of gate through the crowd. Not yet satisfied, I decide to make a huge-ass bus fly. I concentrate on it, my hands pointing towards it. I doubt of my success, but after numerous seconds, the bus finally gets up in the air, as high as I am. I feel the dream fading out, but I don't really do anything about it. I just put my hands down, the bus falls back on the ground, on the side.

And I wake up.

[Saturday, September 22nd, 2012] [AI is Viral]
(I feel like my soul has just returned from the most extensive adventure... I just got done living another life...)

I remember a futuristic city- Me and Alex witnessed the discovery of a new type of energy that unlocked the secrets of AI. Professors and
Cid-like people gathered around a small machine. They clapped and applauded the arrival of the plasma-like substance that gathered electric
currents out of nothing. The little cylinder music-box-sized machine danced with sparks and lightning. It spread to every thing in the room that had
certain false AI that humans had invented. AI's intelligences advanced so fast and replicated beyond our imagination... within minutes the city was
under attack by our own technology. People were being killed instantly. Alex ran as fast as she could. I was knocked down... I saw people being
impaled... melted... sliced... I crawled into a pod-machine with a red force field that cloaked my presense and protected me- and I waited and
watched. A giant red tenticle of energy whipped around the plaza and killed countless humans. I watched it kill every thing it could detect with
lightning precision. I was watching a masacre- and was the only one in this area to survive. I sat there and watched something evil looking whip
it's bladed arms across the forcefield and slash and slash- but I stared and watched. This was a bad idea- I was stuck in here and Alex was lost
somewhere. I closed my eyes and went back in time- to before the AI made the change. A few minutes before.

I didn't go far back enough. Alex had already run... and Nathan was with me now. But instead of crawling into the safety pod, I grabbed Nathan
and ran. We took turns through the city's hidden corridors and tried to imagine which way Alex would have gone. I felt that she took a left, a right,
another right... then we were at the edge of the city. We were on a giant island ship of metal. Water spread out as far as the eye could see. There
were teleporters on the edge of the ship- and we chose one and it sent us to Manhattan... I could feel that city was already destroyed... so I
reversed time and chose a smaller city. One that Alex was in. We were catapulted through space-time and arrived within moments

This city was dark and depressing, rainy and poor. It reminded me of a late 19th century England city with no modern technology existing, or
perhaps just out of sight and not so advanced. Shingles were falling off roofs from dilapidation, and wood was rotting away. Nathan was here
somewhere in the city, but now he wasn't with me. Dammit. Now I had two people to find. I turned down one alleyway and it led down to a
hidden replica neighborhood of our apartment complex. The parking lot was filled with potholes of rainwater and a few doors were off their
hinges. I went up to number 8 and knocked, SHE ANSWERED. <memory skips>

It's been a few days of us living in safety. But there were memories of her being uninterested in me anymore. I was to be replaced by figures such
as Pompous, Brandon, and more. I felt like she gave the attention she used to give to me to everyone else. A nightmare in itself. I was devastated
but she thought it was only fair. We got in a fight that was very unclear to me and just as we went inside, some kind of shit went down. During a
party, AI had arrived in THIS town. It must be trying to exterminate humans or something. I grabbed Alex by the hand and everything we might
need- and we ran with our backpacks. People were being slayed that came out of hiding- but our neighborhood had been compromised. I saw
Nathan too and I shouted at him to follow- and we headed to the teleports. We all got in one and tried to leave to the place with the least amount
of population. That must be the safest place!

The machine malfunctioned and sent us up into the atmosphere. We all flew up where we could land on an airplane. But we all did grab on until it
landed. Where we did land, it was a tropical island- big, but not as populated. The technology here hadn't been quite affected by the change yet,
so we were sort of safe. The first building we entered shut us in when we walked inside, and a trial began. A box wheeled itself into the room with
supplies for a battle. There was a battery recharge, a weapon capsule, and another thing I don't remember. I grabbed the weapon capsule- it was
kind of old and damaged, I tried to heal it with my mind and it worked. Just then, a robot/cyborg arrived in the room with the intent to destroy me.
I chucked the weapon capsule with all my strength at it and busted the attack machine. That was easy, I thought.

<I faded from the dream and woke up.>

This morning's dream was quite detailed, and although part of the dream after the first one has been blocked out, many scenes still remain intact. A few scenes become slightly graphic

There was a man lying on the ground. The room was dark, with scenes of red curtains, and possibly tables and gold-framed portraits strewn throughout. Suddenly, another man walks in and starts shooting pistol rounds at him. I counted about 20 rounds, or more than 100 shots fired. The pretext for this terrible scene, I do not remember.

Time to report this massacre to someone close-by. Number of killed: 1. Could that really aptly describe the horror to the full extent?

West Java, Indonesia

Somewhere, a strong earthquake jolted the region, affecting a rural area outside the city of Jakarta. There was a volcanic eruption that turned the sky red around the world. Somewhere, possibly in Japan, another volcanic eruption changed the character of the sky.

One tribe in Java offended another. For some reason, a war began, and tanks started rolling into the fields. Many were killed, and women and children were seen hiding in their tents, as bombs exploded around them. The facade said this was Kota Kinabalu. But that's in Malaysia, on the island of Borneo.

What did they even fight over?

Soon, a ceasefire was declared, as the tribes came to terms with the conflict. Nobody made a move for days, then days turned into weeks, and weeks months. A pile of dust still lay unforbidden.

China, 1989

There was some Western company being sent in, a camera attached to the back of a fruit fly, to send into the nasal passages of a person. Inside, there were a series of rooms, four floors, and a conference meeting in one. Not much going on anywhere, but suddenly a stampede of people rushed toward the pool. A British filmmaker joined me. The crazy woman, as she was called, Caucasian and dark brown hair, swam all the way to the opposite shore at an impossible speed, and took a basket, filling it quickly with water. It formed a Canada goose shape, which then rose on top the water in the form of a bubble, which burst, and people laughed.

I highly recommend this book, I wrote. It brings an air of humanity fo 1980's and 90's Asia, including the events in Indonesia and Tiananmen Square, even to the police and soldiers who instigated the massacre in various places.

I woke up for the second time now, this time about 40 minutes before I had set my alarm to ring. Perhaps this was because I had a lot of work.

dream : comments : lucid

24th of January, 2012

I've been on a trip the past couple of days and my dream recall was really bad during that time. Early this morning, back in my own bed, I had a huge dream.

It went a little something like this:


We were on a holiday in Sydney and staying at a super fancy hotel on the 7th floor.
I went for a wander to see what the rest of the building was like and ended up gong to the toilets. I was surprised that they weren’t that nice. Somehow I spent like 45 minutes in there just talking to people and at one stage soap bubbles were everywhere and I sat in the urinal then freaked out.

Coz I was sitting in a urinal.

When I left and went back to the elevator, it stopped on the 5th floor and I noticed my family were in one of those rooms instead. Weird, but I kept going.
I went up to the 9th floor- the top level of the building- which had a big spiral you had to walk up. At the very top there was an open area and it connected back to street level somehow.
I continued on my little journey and went back downstairs and onto the street where I met up with Sean and Lina. At some point, perhaps before that, I noticed my friend Jon Lee owned a restaurant and I decided we should go there for dinner that night.

Sean, Lina and I kept walking toward their hotel and then I realised I had no idea where I was.
I said “You’ve lead me astray!” and we continued walking and found ourselves in an underground shopping area. There was a fruit market there, so we went into it.

A woman was now with our group and she picked up fresh baked bread and bananas and I told her that it would be a delicious sandwich. While waiting in line, I jokingly tried to push in front of her by swimming (!) under her. She stopped me and was offended that I’d even try because she’d “already had 5 babies today!”

“Quints?” I said. “Yo! Imagine having quints!”

At that point the cashier girl suddenly had a huge cot full of babies that she was tending to so only one checkout lane was open. I went to buy two Cokes, but didn’t have any money so I left the line.

On my way out, my grandfather was chilling on top of the greeting card display and said that it would be really nice if he and his friend (“the only one I have left!”) could pick us up from school and play with us and make us dinner. I said that we already had plans to dine out but he looked really sad so I agreed.
I said “I guess it’s okay anyway, imagine if the restaurant had been attacked while we were there!”
As I said it, I saw a scene of the restaurant being shot apart and everyone dying. I pretended to be dead and lay on the ground.

So anyway, we went to this friend’s house of his which was on top of a giant hill and Acka introduced himself as me for some reason. I sat down and began reading the guy’s wine guide and said that Nooks would be really annoyed now because it means I’d take even longer to choose a good wine. Suddenly it turned out that two other people were going to join us for dinner and the friend didn’t have enough food as he’d only bought one giant fish.


The dream changed around here- though I believe it was still connected- and I dreamt two dreams almost simultaneously.


The first started out as if I was watching a movie. In segments, it told the story of a girl and a boy and how they’d always been together. It culminated in them sitting, in exactly the same position as an earlier segment, in suits in a limo.

The other dream was that we were at a public scalping. Apparently the guy was Iranian, but he didn’t look it; he was just some fat, sort of sad looking guy.
I’m not sure what he was in trouble for but he had to sit in this wooden structure a couple of levels tall with ropes attached to his head. The ropes went through this elaborate pulley system where the scalper held them at the other end and would pull them. As the (we’ll call him an executioner) executioner slowly started pulling the ropes I began to get emotional and started crying.

I asked someone to ask the prisoner (coz he was Iranian and couldn’t understand me) if he was scared. He said he was terrified and somehow came down to ground level for his last request. His nose was bleeding from fear and I gave him a hug and told him to be brave. He said he wanted to hear his favourite song one more time and quite a nice song began playing. I think it spoke about second chances or something. The dream faded as the prisoner (now on a motorbike) rode back up to the top of the structure to be scalped. It was really intense at the time.

At that point the earlier dream came back to the forefront and ended with a nice high angle shot of the guy getting out of the limo and walking into a crowd while "Where I Stood" by Missy Higgins was playing.

I woke up and wondered why the hell that song was in my head as I don’t think I’ve ever even heard the whole thing.

Dream: January 14, 2012

This was another one of my 9-day dreams, the dream that occurs once every nine days since I began blogging/journalling. Although more of my dreams were being remembered now, this one was particularly stark (reader's discretion advised).

A dark tragedy unfolded in 1989: the Montreal Massacre, at the École Polytechnique in December of that year. The perpetrator was Marc Lépine, who went on a rampage against those he called 'feminists'. This time, he was still alive, had an accomplice, and that was me.

I didn't know what the murderer really looked like, but the description seemed to fit. He uncocked his gun, shot fewer than a dozen people, who fell to the ground. That part would be blocked out from my memory, for I too was in shock.

We ran onto some grounds, a mix between a university campus and a hospital. The perpetrator again pointed his gun, but this time some security guards ran out, using walkie-talkies to signal each other that there had been an incident nearby. One or two of them were female, blonde, but none of them knew of our presence. Other than the atrocities we were about to commit, it was a rather fine day, little or no snow on the grass, and not a cloud in the sky.

We ran beside a concrete wall, in some type of enclosure. Marc lined up four adults: two men and two women; two Asians, one middle-eastern and one Caucasian. None of them seemed related. I stood to the side as the crime scene unfolded. The lights dimmed. It was a scary sight.

One by one, he shot them with a semi-automatic revolver. Blood flowed from their faces, and they dropped to the floor. A short time later, I woke up, trying to remember what was going on.

I had had some dreams before, in which a murder took place. Usually though, the person being pursued or killed was me. This time, though, I had actually been the accomplice to a murder. Never before had I been the actual murderer. Well, let's just hope it stays that way.

I'm by myself, playing around in my back yard (which seems much larger than normal) when I noticed what seems to be a bird's nest. However, it's weird because in my dream it's resting at the bottom of one of the trees in the yard. There are about five or so eggs in there, and one of them is partially hatched. The sight makes me extremely sad because in the partially hatched one I can see part of the animal inside and I believed it to be dead and I pick it up. However, all of a sudden the eggs continues to hatch and out emerges some sort of owl species. I absolutely fall in love with it and the feeling appears to be mutual as it crawls up my arm and settles there. It already knows how to fly and we become sort of best friends and are completely in sync with one another.

There then seems to be a bit of a time skip, because all of a sudden it's a few years later. I'm searching for my owl but I can't find it anywhere. I quickly find out that someone has stolen my owl and killed it, and this makes me extremely angry. I track the kidnapper to a group of scientists who are working to perfect the human being by infusing various animal DNA into various humans. I find out that they killed my owl and another woman's child so they can fuse the genes and create a new being. I go kind of insane and begin killing the scientists with whatever I can find, and halfway through my massacre I wake up from my dream.

This time the dream starts off in the middle/near the end of a zombie apocalypse. Up until this point I have somehow survived, but I am suddenly trapped by two zombies. One I recognize as a friend of mine, and the other seems to be one of her friends. Strangely enough, my friend starts to speak about how she really doesn't want to kill me. Turns out some of the zombies have been able to retain all their previous memories and all human functions although they are dead and now crave flesh and blood. So, instead of killing me, my friend bites into the side of my wrist so that I will become one of them.

Her zombie friend starts complaining, saying that he really wants a bite of me before I turn into one of them. He begins poking me in different spots, asking if he can bite a little of the flesh off in those areas. I give in and allow him to take a small munch of skin right above my hip bone and just below my belly. I turn into a zombie soon after, and am luckily also one retains all previous functions. Wanting to head out on my own for a while, I wave them goodbye and walk in another direction. Soon I come across what appears to be a cross between a Wal-Mart and a mall, and another of my friends is also standing outside. We can instantly tell that each other is a zombie, though our bites on our arms are hidden by the long sleeves we wear. The people barricading the compound don't know that some of the zombies still appear human and act human, and so they let us in.

Once we're inside, we wait until the people we are following have turned their backs on us, and then we begin to ravage the inside. It turns out that there were other 'smart zombies' within, and my attack has encouraged this sort of rebellion to begin. In the dream, I can see my friend and I ripping out intestines and scarfing down flesh. Our entire group has started heading for the main communications building before I wake up from the dream.

11/17/2010
"Blood in the Water"

I was in a sunlit cove, but deep within the hull of an enormous, old ship. Also on the ship was a coven of vampires, and I vaguely remember a small number of lycans, but I'm not 100%. MJ was with me, along with a few other unfortunate humans, and we were being held in the ships bowels. Apparently, I and a few others were going to be turned, against our will. MJ and the rest were going to be completely drained, and/or eaten. This coven consisted of dozens upon dozens of vampires on board, and only a handful of us. We knew we had no chance of escape, but we were going to fight like Hell.





...It wasn't really much of a fight.

There was a long sequence of watching the vampires just rip through our numbers, brutally tearing humans limb from limb and gorging themselves on the seemingly gallons of blood that soaked the chambers and hallways. People screamed and ran for their lives. The sounds of a slaughter filled the entire vessel. I don't remember what it was, but a few of us - the last alive - figured out a way to blow up the ship. It was something of a suicide mission, but it was the only possible thing to do.





I remember the explosion. The ship's hull had been completely sealed from the sunlight, for obvious reasons. But when the ship exploded, nearly killing me and - as far as I could tell - the other survivors, all of that sunlight was unobstructed. It flowed into the void that used to be an enormous ship, while the ship, itself, was literally blown to pieces. Most of the vampires were instantly obliterated. I was thrown into the water, and remember beginning to sink. I swam toward the surface, as fast as I could, but I kept feeling someone grabbing at me, frantically, from below. It was a vampire, and there were more of them surrounding me. I paddled for the surface with my arms in a panic, kicking my feet - more to keep the pursuing hands from getting a grip, than trying to actually go upward. Luckily, when I got to the surface, I was floating in a bath of sunlight. The vampire completely stopped giving chase. Not a single one of them could swim those last few feet, to reach me. Looking down at the vampires, with my head still underwater, was an amazing sight (though creepy as all shit). The top section of the water was a layer of orange from the sun, and it just got progressively darker blue, beneath. And there were those creatures; just staring at me, descending into the darkness because they couldn't come any further. (It sticks out in my head as the most distinct visual of the dream. I may draw it, one of these days. Here is a photo manipulation, for now. )



On the surface, rescued by a blistering sun, I slung my arms over a piece of debris - exhausted. Incredibly, I had no fear of the vampires being able to reach me, and I completely relaxed, with the lower half of my body still hanging in the water. I looked around and saw no one. There was nothing but wooden planks scattered around me; remnants of the great ship, which was probably still sinking beneath me. I was sure I was the last one to make it out, though I was not surprised, since there weren't many of us left, in the beginning of the end. But I was wrong. I finally spotted another figure in the debris, hanging on for her life, just as I was. It was MJ. She and I were the only ones that had made it out alive.



I swam over to her and we just allowed ourselves to float with the current, for a moment. By this time - seemingly out of nowhere - there were other people in the cove, large boats just floating passed and around us. One would have guessed that the massive explosion had never happened, if not for the large piece of wood we were floating on. We tried to wave people over, to pick us up, but all of the boats just traveled on by, as if they didn't see us. We could see that the driver of one of the larger boats was a man with a shotgun. We called out to him to let us aboard, but he just glared at us as his boat hummed passed, not saying a word. Finally, though, we made it back to land, on our own. The atmosphere seemed to have changed again, and this was now just a massive party; people dancing and drinking in the, quite beautiful surroundings of rock and water. Instantly, our spirits were lifted. We got to partying our asses off, with the unspoken understanding that some serious 'We fucking survived!' sex was in order.



Woke up before we got that far, though.

(Source Pictures can be found HERE)

I just woke up from this dream/nightmare.

I looked like a Chinese woman, I could speak a multitude of oriental languages and I was in this underground city type place. There were these squads of soldiers who were gathering people, at what seemed to be random at first, and killing them in cold blood. I did not get a look at any of the soldier's faces because I was to busy trying to run from them, so I had no idea who they were. There were panicked and frightened people everywhere, running for their lives and trying to find a place to hide.

I ran into what looked like a small warehouse and hid under some steel steps and behind some wooden crates. There were a small group of people of mixed ethnicities hiding in various parts of the room. We could hear screaming and gunshots from outside and we were all frozen in terror. Some time passed and the noise outside seemed to quiet down a little, but soon a large group of the soldiers burst into the warehouse and dragged everyone out of hiding. I saw then that the soliders were all oriental looking and spoke in Japanese. They seperated everyone who looked oriental and instantly shot everyone else who was not.

The soldiers then interrogated the remaining civilians to find out their background. When I was asked I was too scared to answer and so remained silent, even when some of the soldiers tried to beat an answer out of me. I finally shouted at them to go to hell in Japanese and they pushed me into one corner of the room while they continued to drill the remaining civilians. Eventually the soldiers pushed a woman who had Japanese citizenship in my direction, lined everyone one else against the wall and shot them. The soldiers then left.

The Japanese woman and I sat in a daze until it grew silent outside. We wandered outside together and found that the soldiers had killed everyone they met except for people who were Japanese. I was overcome with grief and guilt because I seemed to have survived the massacre (even though I was a Chinese person) because I just happened to speak the "correct" language. I wander around in a daze for a while, past the destruction and heaping pile of bodies and the dream ends about there.