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I have become extremely addicted to the shooter Tribes Ascend which is a free online FPS with RPG elements like XP and leveling. I was dreaming about being in the game... I had a feeling I would because you can virtually fly in it, which sometimes inspires dream flight for me.

The initial details are all but lost. I remember having a high-tech weapon and my GF was with me.

In the middle of a futuristic outdoor daylight dream, we were suddenly transported (or entered a door) to a dreadfully unwholesome looking mansion with long corridors filled with maggots. This part I recall in fragments, but what I do recall is extremely vivid. At one point we had to crawl through these mini-halls and our hands were constantly crushing maggots into disgusting goop. My GF and I came clear of one, and came to a room with a set of gothic looking shelves stacking out of a heavily engraved desk-like piece of furniture.

On the top shelf was something like a metallic engraved pot. Suddenly, a glowing tan colored image began to project out of it. The image was very poor at first, and then a solid dark gray leathery head appeared and announced:

"I am the devil."

The face was inhuman. Something like a classic gargoyle but the eyes were large and out of proportion. My GF and I looked at each other curiously. It went on to say something very similar to this effect:

"I am the devil. There are a few matters to discuss. First, I will compliment the mathematical formula you have devised to divide any surface into equal triangles. You are commended, duly commence to share-ing-ly express this knowledge abroad." (He was speaking to my GF who is a math wiz in real life.)

I turned to my GF and said: "Weird that the devil would use the word shareingly." (I am not 100% certain this is the exact word used in the dream, it was something very similar to "shareingly.")

He continued "You both must be hungry. But as you can see, there is nothing to fill your stomachs in my domain... (I remember thinking, we could starve in this place.) Therefore, I will produce food to sustain you..."

A beige cloud formed around the desk, then quickly dissolved. Two delicious plates of food were left placed. (See: Stealing Mexican Food.) We both dove in without thinking twice. I noticed that there was something pulsing at the bottom of my plate. Thinking back, it seemed the only thing to make food from was... maggots. With a sinking feeling, I looked at my GF's plate. She only had a few crumbs left. --Then I woke up.

This is my 2nd dream featuring the devil in the past year. I don't recall any other occasions. The first was lucid, and isn't posted to Dream Views. This is the third Trickster dream posted to dream views.

was hanging off the side of a playground type thing, while my brothers were at the top. I was giving them a math lesson as I tried to hold on.

Another one of my nine-day dreams. This particular one occurred much earlier in the morning than usual, perhaps 3 - 6 am.

I'm sitting down in a wooden room. Beside me is an eleven-year-old girl, who needs to learn math. I begin showing her some things I know about math, including graphs and equations.

Half an hour into the study session, I think to myself: maybe it isn't a good idea to be showing an 11-year-old quadratic and cubic functions. She probably doesn't even know what a function IS.

Surprisingly, she actually gets most of what I teach her. I sit around looking at a parabola superimposed on quadrant grids. Interesting.

A bit later, I or some other "thing", is drowning as it, or I, oscillate in a continuous sinusoidal pattern. The facade is a jungle. Below the water, I think something is not enough, and above the water, something else is not enough and another thing is too much. Why didn't I rescue them? Those disparate thoughts, coming straight out of nowhere.

Shortly afterward, there's this flat thing rising, sinking, rising again. I hear the sound of my alarm.

Just after 6 am now. I wake up, soon to get dressed, because actually I have a math exam today.

This was an odd little dream I had last night. First let me tell you some of the "cast", if you will. All of the DCs in this dream are people I know in real life. Mr.C was my math teacher last year and Vic is my best friend.
We were all in Mr.C's room. I can't remember a lot of it, but I do know this one little excerpt of a conversation. Vic` was wearing headphones and he is the first one I remember speaking.

"Sometimes, I listen to two scary songs at once to find hidden things in them." he said

Mr.C replied "I've never done that, but," he continued while raising a worksheet, "I do like to find hidden things in puzzles."

And from there, all I draw is a blank.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school. The school has a theatre with a big stage and a long backstage area with two doors (one on either side) that leads out to the two wings of the stage. Slightly colorized, hard tan flooring with beige walls and lighter, pale blue accents around the door frames. It was clearly rectangular, and in the dream it was about twenty by fourteen feet.

I came through the left backstage door. The room was lit by a few lights, but it wasn't as bright as it should've been. I walked a few steps and looked around; one of the teachers from my school was walking towards me. She was shorter than in real life, probably only 5 feet, and had very dark brown hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing a thin black cardigan and a black shirt with a pink, pale orange and pale red floral pattern around the shoulders. She walked right up to me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"There's something here that you shouldn't see," she told me in an informative tone. She tried to turn me around, using her hand to force me to turn around, and I walked a few paces with her. She then took her hand off my shoulder and just kept walking, opened the door I'd originally came from, and closed it.

I turned around and looked down the backstage, towards where the door opposite was. There was a big bloody stain on the wall next to that door. It looked like the stain you'd get if something had been sandwiched between two walls and the gunk started to seep/bleed through the two walls. It was darker red, which gradated to a regular red, and then had what I'd like to call "cloud-shaped" linear blobs of orange and red around it. It was just a realistically-shaped blob of color, no splatters or anything (because I assume it came from something in between the walls), but it was definitely blood.

I remember thinking, "hm, that's weird". Not as in the "I could be dreaming" type of weird, but just the general weird. And I wasn't unsettled either.

I exited the room and entered a much smaller one, almost like a broom closet. This room was tinted with lighter, pale blue lighting, and was probably only seven by seven feet. There was a C-shaped countertop in one corner of the room, extending down three adjacent walls (one end didn't go along the whole wall and stopped halfway), and cabinets above them. The top of the counter was white laminate, while the cabinets were pale brown wood. There was a square, light-colored laminate wood table with grey trim in the middle of the room. Two of my classmates were sitting on the counter, side by side, and one of my teachers was sitting cross-legged on the table. He was looking at papers in an open binder, which was positioned on one of my friends' laps.

I looked at the paper on top and "knew" it was chemistry, but they were calculation problems that looked almost like trigonometry.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"No, [teacher's real name] is helping me, but thanks anyways".

I can't remember what happened after that.

Not too many full dreams lately. :\

Math class (Frag)- All I remember is I was in math class, and my math teacher was giving us a lecture on something I already knew, so I was bored out of my mind. I got out my phone and started texting a friend and then began to draw a "FML" on the table. It was something like "Today I was in math class............ FML"

Though it was only a fragment, it was surprisingly vivid.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT+9 – sleep

Dreams recalled fade before I take notes...

04:00 GMT+9

Math test
I dream that my colleague Silva is not happy with something I did, which put in risk financing to some project. Then she also tells me I have math test in a week and I know I haven’t been to a single class but I’m confident I can learn all I need until then.

Raptors attack after a quake
On a town on a mountain, passing by a school. Small shakes sign an incoming bigger quake. All kids leave school immediately. I also run to an open space. Roads open up cracks, everything cracks up. I save two kids, a girl and a boy of different ages. Town goes without power or communication means. After a few days, cars are still running and people are trying to get back to normal, despite being isolated from the rest of the world. I think they might be precipitating, as they should be acting in accordance to the current situation and not going back to work in offices.
The quake had side-effects. It opened a time-space breach and dinosaurs appear in the mountain. Soon the town is being preyed on by velociraptors. That’s when people decide to organize themselves to face the new situations. Separated by sudden attacks and need to take cover, people form groups and hide in buildings. I’m in an isolated house with a group of people who were all in the vicinity when the raptors first attacked. We established a perimeter and we tend after some vegetable garden outside. But one day, small vicious raptor-like creatures invade the perimeter and we’re no longer safe. I’m armed with a stick and knife (all I could find around) and I enter the house going through a nerve-wrecking scene like in the movie Alien. Some creatures are inside already and I move silently trying not to be surprised by one. Only have on shot to stick my knife into them. I see movement behind a curtain and I attack with the knife. I uncover to find my cat dead. I cry, but I feel the situation is critical and I can’t possibly lose focus, so I forgive myself, considering the extreme situation I’m in.

07:00 GMT+9 – wake up

Date: Wednesday, May 19, 2010 12:36:44 PM PDT
Important: No

Wrong class
I am swimming. Afterwards we go back to b-1 high on a bus. I sit beside s-1. Once at school I go to a year 10 math class but thinking that's it's a year 12. The teacher is bald. I sit up the front beside a girl Caucasian. I am tired and don't pay attention. He writes up simple math in the board. Then another teacher comes in. She can write Thai. She write algebraic equations with a mix of Thai and English. Real confusing to the class and herself. I am able to answer though. Something to do with suthep's last name and his sister's last name. I decide that this is too simple and tell the bald teacher that I want to go to mr sum-2 class. He asks me if I want a note. I say yes please thank you. I look at my watch. 2.05pm and wonder if it's the end of the period anyway and if mr sum will let me in. He gives me an a4 sized note. Is there that much to write.
I go home. Dad picks me up and asks where I would like to go. I say dreamworld. Once we are there I see a dinosaur with red eyes looking from the car park. I remember that I have a swimming lesson but don't want to disappoint my dad. So I stay.

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Date: Wednesday, May 19, 2010 5:32:09 AM PDT
Important: No

Cafe
I am in America
I went to a uni
Math floor. Met black teacher. Grey sweater. Classrooms on upper floor.
Lunch with sarah. B-4. G-2. And. B-5.
Talk about acurium. Cone ice cream.
P B-5 doesn't eat them. Dirty.
To scene looks old. I don't know who Sarah is but she is Asian. I feel I'm talking to much at the cafe and she is sitting behind me therefore I am blocking her from the conversation. I have a feeling that I like her. P B-5 b-4 g-2 look like kids. Small and cute.

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I am in a math class. The wrong one. This class is calculus 1 but I'm meant to be somewhere else. The teacher couldn't care less when the right calculus students are sent to this class by another teacher because they were in the wrong class. I exit the class and into the theater. Some grand show is going on. And I see people wearing white and feathery costumes. It is very bright in the hall.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

0:20 GMT

Bus tickets
Can’t remember how I got there, but I’m on some bus stop in the middle of nowhere looking at a map at a ticket vending machine, trying to figure out where I want to go and what ticket I must purchase.
I make several attempts with no success when I hear the bus coming. The problem is I’m not alone – there’s a huge queue behind me and people are getting stressed with my indecision. I just press whatever button and I get a ticket for one whole day to get to the city centre (no idea which city) and it costs me 4 EUR something.

4:20 GMT

Looking for food and playing levitation football
I’m now feeling hungry and I pass by some complex, like a stadium, where there are snack-bars and cafés. I stop at one that announces some type of Italian food but when I actually look at the food it is not at all Italian. But since it is mostly vegetarian and I am vegetarian, I decide to eat there. I ask the lady on the other side how it works and she says I can choose this and this and make a menu. I agree. But then she just leaves. I go after her, asking why she’s leaving and she explains she needs to get something from the storage house which is on the floor below. She invites to go along with her. Why not? As we descend a ramp, I hear someone calling my name.
I turn around and it is this lady I don’t see since I was a kid, from the extra school activities’ place. She tells me I need to take some leaflets with me for whatever place I’m supposed to go later on. It is really crucial, so tells me to write it down. I have no paper to write it down so I repeat to myself I must not forget it, although I have no clue what she is talking about. Then I realise I lost the buffet girl and I am on a football field, where boys are playing football. The ball is coming in my direction and I kick it to avoid being hit by it. It was a nice kick and although they are upset that I’m disturbing their game, they actually liked the kick so they keep throwing the ball at me. I’m getting tired of this game, so I levitate to above the field so they can keep playing. Instead they start throwing the ball higher so I can kick it down again. This new game is fun and I end up doing lots of acrobatics with the ball that amuses them.

Surreal village with flying fish
I’m in a cute village with floor level houses and tiny streets. Something catches my eye. On the façade of one house there’s an aquarium with no glass walls. By the side of the door is just this weird floating water, aquatic plants and fish swimming, holding together without any container. Some tourists stop by a take a picture in front of it. They ask me something about some writer, but I don’t know what they mean.
I keep walking and on another street there are to giant fishes swimming in the air. I decide not to cross under them and move to another street. There I find 2 or 3 dogs. They look friendly and I’m not afraid, but one of them is maybe too friendly and starts coming fast in my direction. I get a bit scared and decide to fly to get rid of it. But the god damn dog jumps so high, that no matter how high I fly to get away from it, he keeps jumping higher and higher and trying to bite my leg – not to hurt me, just to bring me down, but still very annoying.

5:00 GMT

Math class
I’m in a math class at the university and the teacher is talking about integers. Usually I would freak out for not understanding a thing, but I simply thought “I will study it from the books and understand it in no time. No problem.” Outside the class I think that I haven’t yet been to any other class and realise I have no idea what they are or where they are. I thought that if only I had a friend with me we would help each other. But still I was cool, no stress about it.

Sweetheart from school now a violent guy
I met a guy that used to be my secret love in elementary school. I was so happy to see him again and all those old innocent love feelings came back. But when he is all sweet talk to me, a lady appears - she looks a bit Indian – with a baby of 1 or 2 years old in her arms. She is his mother-in-law and the kid is his son. She puts the baby in his arms but he is totally spaced out and does not hold him. She barely has time to grab him as he slides down to the floor. I am so socked at this that I just go and take the baby in my arms, cuddle him so hard, trying to reduce the potential trauma on this baby. I feel so angry at this guy. He then just leaves totally disconnected from all that is going on around him. The lady stays and I tell her to please understand that this guy is crazy and sees the baby as an annoying object. I tell her that the baby is in danger and it is a matter of time until he hurts or kills the baby due to negligence. I yell at her, please tell the mother of the baby that the is in danger and to please keep the baby away from his father. But she also looks like she couldn’t care less, she leaves with the baby and I feel desperate and powerless.


Five star casual hotel
I go head to a hotel where I’m staying. It is late night and there’s nobody around. The dogs of the guests roam free in the hallways, despite the fact that it is a fancy 5 star hotel. I am amazed, because this is allowed. They apparently came from outside and messed up the floor with dirt. So I encounter a cleaning lady that is wiping the floor and for some I feel intimidated. But then I realise that I’m staying at the hotel, so no point of being embarrassed. I don’t feel like going to my room, so I walk around, exploring the hotel and I end up in a lobby, where there’s people comfortably sitting on sofas, chatting. On that lobby I see a huge entrance to what looks like an interior garden, so I go check. When I enter the place I am awed at the beauty of it. It’s a mix of architecture and landscaping that captures my imagination. The shock is so great that I become half-lucid. In front of me there’s a lake with a fountain and beautiful plants and on both sides of it there are staircases leading to an upper balcony that leads to some another lobby and then a concert room. There are some strategic placed square sofas just by the lake and I sit – actually lay down with my legs up and head down. Then I realise they have giant screens close to the ceiling transmitting the concert that is taking place in the concert room. I feel so emotional that tears come to my eyes.

Forbidden love story
I am the daughter of a rich family living on a huge mansion, but I have a crush for this guy that works for us. I meet him downstairs in the basement where my parents never go. Maybe he already knew my feelings, but this is the first time I am clear about it with him. Apparently the feelings are mutual, because in no time we are locked in the bathroom, ripping our clothes off and making love in such a sweet and intimate way.
Later on we’ve escaped to what I think is a romantic haven in some greek island. We’re waking up in bed on small cosy room with a fantastic view to the ocean. I am happier than ever and I tell him I go downstairs looking for some breakfast. The door leads to outside directly and then I find myself in some outside terrace and there’s a door leading to the dining room, which is also small and cosy. Some lady asks me how does breakfast work and I explain it is buffet and tell her how and where to eat. I check what’s today’s menu and I’m heading to the room for shower before eating, when I decide that just by snapping my fingers I can have the shower done in no time. Then I realise I’m dreaming! And I think what to do next. There’s a glassy wall in front of me and as I look to my dim reflection on it the only thing that occurs to me is changing my own appearance, which I never tried before. I think I would like to be taller and have longer legs (Yeah, that simple. I should have wished to become a lion, or something, but didn't occur to me). I try imagine myself growing and it doesn’t work. So I make a mark on the wall of the height I want to reach and by looking at it my legs start extending and I end up with around 10 cms more – not much, but I also didn’t want to become a giant, ok! The worst part is that the bones in my legs hurt like hell when I was growing. Still, it was cool when my boyfriend arrived and I was almost as tall as him. Mission accomplished.

5:40 GMT

Volcano and what to save from cataclism
I was apparently back in Greece on some mountainous area where there was a dormant volcano. A lady was driving me around and she said to me they’ve lived their entire lives close to it and felt no fear. But almost immediately the volcano started showing signs of an eminent eruption. Then everybody panicked! I told people to go to the opposite side of the mountain of that one where the eruption seemed to be happening, as it would probably be safer, but then I thought “Hum, this is familiar. And also such a coincidence. I must be dreaming.” And I became lucid.
I thought about what to do of it and this time I decided to use the dream itself to explore my subconscious. Decided to materialise my home in that mountain and go through the exercise of choosing what to save from the cataclysm. It wasn’t my home exactly but instead there was a hole excavated in the rocky mountain, like a sightseeing terrace encircled by the rocks, and all my books, clothes and other personal belongings were there. I wondered around – books, but which books, clothes but which clothes. Nothing seemed to be really important but then I thought “I must at least save a pair of fresh underwear to take with me”. I then started going through my underwear and there were these cute and sexy lingerie that I started to pack loads of it. Until it rang a bell in my head and I was like “What are you doing? Don’t get lost in the dream. What is this with the lingerie in your dreams?”
Then I realised there was really nothing that worth of salvation. Just me. So I decided to simply absorb that freedom sensation and write it down when I’d wake up. Then I woke up (or thought so) and started writing down the dream. But then my pen that I usually use to write down my dreams was not writing, even if there was some ink on it. That’s when I looked around and saw I was still in the dream. That’s when I really woke up.

06.07.2009

Baseball, Dances, and Math (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







It's the top of the ninth, the score is 0-0. Two outs already on the board. I'm up to bat in a game and field that seems reminiscent of my old middle school. I start out swinging lefty, but miss the first ball. I remember that I'm a righty and step into the other box. Another swing and a miss. It's at this point I realize the bat itself has a large chunk of it broken off. I step out of the box, intending to fix this problem. I must have at some level realized I was dreaming, because all it took was a little will power and running my hands along the bat to fill in the rather large spot where the break was.

Immediately, I felt the difference in the weight of the bat. I stepped back into the batter's box. I mention that, with these new repairs, I'm 2/3 more likely to hit the ball. The pitcher, feeling my intent to knock it out of the park, walked me to first. The next batter hit a line drive through second which the second baseman missed. I somehow managed to make a run on that play. The next batter hit a home run, putting us up by three. Then we switched sides. I have no idea who got out, but w/e. They managed to get one controversial run that evoked an argument among the players and caused the game to be shut down by the person moderating it. After that, it was off to the dance.

I hate dances, so it makes sense that this next part was relatively short.

I go to the dance and enter the only open bathroom, with a classmate, at the end of the hall. Freshening up involves shaving, and dabbing my rampaging acne with a wet paper towel. When I'm done, I make my way through the throng of people. The dark atmosphere and hairdos reminded me of the late 90's. However, it isn't long before I recall I have a math quiz to get to.

The quiz is in a room from my old high school. I take a seat. And grab the stack of papers sitting there, thinking them to be the quiz. They were, but these quizes were already graded. I noticed a few hundreds, so I figured that despite my lack of studying I would be fine. I give papers back to the teacher and somehow procure a blank quiz. Let's just say when you combine simple Calculus concepts with Discrete Math concepts, and more advanced Calculus concepts, and horribly impossible questions that have no way to be solved, you get one bitch of a quiz. It didn't help that the teacher was standing over me half the time. I'm really self conscious about my Math. . .

The dream ended before I could finish the quiz.

My next dream involved some crazy mixture of Pokemon, Phantasy Star Online, traditional Japanese RPGs, and platforming. Much of it was pretty abstract, convoluted, and would be difficult to write about. So, I'm not going to.

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06.07.2009

Action Fragments (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







A lot of action dreams. I can't remember many of the details unfortunately. I'm pretty sure there were swords involved.