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    1. Semi-Lucid 11.24.11

      by , 10-15-2015 at 09:08 PM
      I remember protecting a young boy with dark hair and a darker complexion. He was being viciously attacked by his father/sterp-father. He was a big stocky fellow. I kept making the boy run from him on a playground that was similar to my grade school playground in rockford. I was actually keeping him, his mother, and one of his siblings from being hurt by his father. Everywhere we went the father kept finding us. He came rushing up to us with a gun shooting in our direction. I knew this had to stop. So I ran up to him and put my hand on the barrel of his gun. I told him, "I'll make a bet with you, you like bets don't you?" He nodded and so I replied, "Ok, I am going to let you unload this clip on me and if I die then you can do whatever you want, however, if I survive, you have to leave the boy and his family alone forever." He agreed so I took a step back and prepared to be shoot multiple times. For some reason he decided to throw a knife at me first. He missed. I picked up the knife and said, "see that won't work with me." I put out my left arm and cut myself with that knife. The pain wasn't as bad as I had expected and the would didn't bleed. I said "try again with the gun and remember our deal." He then brought the handgun up and fired multiple times. I remember feeling the bullets hit me but no pain. Unfortunately that is when my alarm went off and I woke up.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    2. Touching the Phoenix

      by , 09-03-2014 at 07:00 PM
      Probably because I had been thinking of the "Expecto Patronum" TOTM before bed, during one scene in a long sequence of NLDs, there appeared a phoenix resembling the one kept by Dumbledore.

      NLD: I was standing outdoors talking to three men (random DCs, no resemblance to anyone from WL). At one point I noticed a very large bird flying overhead, crimson and crested, and recognized it as a phoenix. I thought this was a remarkable thing to see, so I lifted my right hand in the air as a gesture of acknowledgment and welcome.

      The phoenix turned began diving toward me. What would happen if it touched my hand? I momentarily worried that it might choose that moment to burst into flames, consuming me. But I kept my hand up to see what would happen, and the phoenix flew right over my head, just low enough that my fingers grazed its soft belly feathers.

      I felt honored and delighted by this contact, so when it turned for another pass I kept my hand elevated, and it happened again. When it turned for a third pass, I wondered if it would be okay if I switched hands: would changing the pattern scared it off? I raised my left hand, and it flew down to gently graze that one too.

      As it readied itself for a fourth pass, I began to suspect there must be something deliberate about its actions. What was it doing? I had the impression that it was trying to protect us. But what sort of protection could be imparted this way? "Fire resistance," I thought, and in another simultaneous scene, as though the dream had split into two concurrent but disconnected spaces, I was consulting the new D&D Player's Handbook I had been browsing in an earlier dream sequence, looking up the rules on fire resistance. How much FR might we get from touching a phoenix? +1? +2? Total protection?

      Meanwhile, in the main scene, the phoenix was turning for a fourth dive. "Touch it," I instructed the others, so they would be protected too. Why was the phoenix trying to protect us in this way? Were we in danger of some immanent conflagration?
    3. Wings of Protection

      by , 11-26-2013 at 05:41 PM
      I remember waking up in my room. It was awfully dark, but I could make up a shape on the computer chair to my right. It appeared to be crouching upon the seat and moving slightly, but it was there. A snarl came from that direction, and as my eyes adjusted to the dark, wild messy hair and a face darkened underneath. It gave me a sense of fear and uneasiness. This creature slid down from the computer chair onto the floor, and I could almost expect it to either climb at my bedside, or wait to grab a part of my body near the edge. It didn't take too long for the sensation of fear to end though.

      Before I knew it, there was a neutral feel to this whole thing and I was calm. A light shined beneath my back. It wasn't exactly warm, but comforting enough to make the fear vanish. Blue wings sprouted from my back, but I can't really describe them. They were out of my sight, except for blue. I was then aware that this was a dream, and I was protected. I had nothing to fear and I could vanquish this creature if I needed to. It was fine to simply step out of the bed and walk around my room, knowing the creature was either under my bed or somewhere at my feet, but I wasn't afraid. This was just a dream after all and I had my wings and burning light it feared.
    4. Rape Protection...10/11/11

      by , 10-14-2011 at 01:00 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I am at a party with ass-tons of people I know. My friend Zaine has received rumor he's going to get raped by this girl we all know. Well that's not good. I decide to volunteer for the job of protecting Zaine from getting raped. I scan the area, looking for the girl. I spot her with her friends at a table not too far away. Zaine decides he wants to leave before something bad happens. Unfortunately, he has to go past the girl no matter what. Damn, we're in quite a fix here. I now come up with a plan. I have Zaine begin to walk out, and I go to a different side of the room. I crawl under the tables and head towards the girl. I reach her, and I touch her feet. She is startled, and Zaine wanders past unnoticed. I now awake.
      Tags: protection, rape
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    5. Centre Parcs Attack

      by , 09-26-2011 at 11:45 PM (The first foothold of Arch.)
      Another centre parcs dream, was quite traumatic, again one of those stressful slowmotion fights I have. WBTB 4.5 hours: 5.15am

      Vividness: 8
      Recall: 6
      Overall: 5

      Non-Lucid Lucid Comment
      I am at my sixth form common room, everything looks normal, nothing particularly odd, I walk over to the other side of the room and these two girls grab me, sort of feeling me up.
      Fade.
      I am at a telephone by the side of the road, completely naked except my boxers, I think it's raining but I can't be sure, I look down and there is a woman near my knees, I hear a door open behind me and they both run in, inviting me in.
      Fade.
      I am at a lodge in centre parcs, my parents have gone out and I have been left with my siblings, outside I hear a rabble of teenagers. I go out to see whats going on.
      After a short conversation the thugish brute like boy tells me he wants to party in my house, he is accompanied by two odd looking girls and another, slightly shorter guy.
      I don't want my brother and sister hanging around with that sort, I tell them no, but they aren't having any of it, and they push their way in.
      The largest teen walks behind my kitchen, helping himself to my food, I get really angry. A voice inside my head says no (it could be my brother or sister) but it's too late, I go slow mo and pick up a large glass and chuck it with all my might at his head. It hits him right between the eyes but barely recoils. He goes down to pick it up and lauches it my way.

      Updated 10-24-2011 at 09:43 PM by 49050

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Spirit of the Wolf

      by , 06-06-2011 at 01:08 AM (Torra)
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      Updated 11-06-2011 at 02:40 AM by 39215

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. Awake Meditation: Baby Angry!

      by , 04-28-2011 at 07:26 AM
      From 4/22/11

      While listening to 60 minutes delta binaural audio
      Body kept jerking, releasing energy and/or resisting releasing
      Discomfort, feel sick (am getting sick, a cold I think…yep, I can confirm this days later)
      The pads of my feet hurt
      Want to turn my head and sleep
      Visuals coming and going


      Then I do FFEDCIDA practice (Face, Feel, Expand, Dissipate, Coalesce, Integrate, Decide, Take Action)
      (I want to add "simultaneous opposites combining"; it feels like it belongs around expanding, dissipating, and/or coalescing)

      Muddy orange color
      In large geometric pattern in my stomach
      Like a cube but more complex, diagonal layer
      Unfolding, shifting, almost clunking but that’s not the right word

      Thought of being sick as a baby, when I was so sick it scared my mom
      Out of control, discomfort, nothing to do, angry at being controlled
      Angry and helpless and fucking pissed

      Anger dissipating – fast, whirlwinds out
      Into nothing, blackness?
      It feels like the blackness is almost closing in on it, eating it

      Fear…of that blackness, I’m somewhat ashamed to admit
      Opulent white swirling energy I used to use when I did massage and subtle energy work to surround myself reaches up and twines with the orange
      It feels right
      Twining, like oil and water, such different energies. The orange static, the white multidimensionally hued, shifting around, how will they come together? I watch.
      What is that white energy? Gratitude, it seems.
      Deep gratitude like in the last lucid dream.
      It is coming together
      This lasts a while

      The energy straightens into brown, tree-like texture
      Logs almost
      But hollow
      One settles across the back of my body at my shoulders, holding them strong
      Two more down my torso’s sides
      Strength
      Body feels healthier
      Whole body jerks, back arches
      One has settled in my spine, up my neck?

      Feeling grounded
      After getting up, I recalled that when I had used that white swirly energy as a protection when I did massage and energy work, I also put a shell up around it that looked like the texture and color of those logs. I think I got some backbone back.

      Apparently anger and gratitude can be a powerful mixture. Mixture isn’t quite the right word, it is as if they partially combust and transform when mixed to make something new. I’d say alchemy but that just sounds too hooey.

      not that this whole thing wouldn't to most people.
    8. 04/26/11 A Night of Healing

      by , 04-26-2011 at 09:54 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Asuka in a Bed of Flowers
      I am inside MoSh's inner world, I am in the living room with MoSh and Asuka. I remember that MoSh wanted me to check on Asuka to be sure there is nothing infecting her or causing her any kind of harm, and I agreed to do that. I ask Asuka if she has any problems with that, and she says to go ahead, though she has been feeling fine. MoSh comments that there won't be any harm in checking. I transport the three of us to the healing glen, it seems that the glen is the best place to do the healing check. Asuka is lying in a bed of flowers, she seems to like the garden very much. The instrumental version of the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack is playing as golden light comes out of the flowers themselves and surrounds Asuka in their healing energy.

      Asuka is floating over the flowers with the golden energy flowing all around and through her, it seems to be cleansing her. I don't notice anything strange, no parasites being washed out, no dark energy being purged. If there is any of that, it's being completely destroyed. I figure I might have been here earlier to heal her, I might have done that during a dream I don't remember since my recall has been really crappy. After the healing is done, MoSh asks if I want to come back to his place for a party. I say I really don't want to sit around and watch the activity MoSh and Asuka most likely want to engage in. MoSh says they don't have to be doing that, but I tell him I will be having more dreams.

      Heir to the Throne
      I am in a city I don't recognize, it seems to be a cross between a futuristic city and a medieval village. The combination results in buildings that look futuristic, but the layout is that of a small village from an RPG of some kind. It also seems that there are problems going around, everyone looks very nervous. It really feels like I'm in a RPG, so I act like I would in a RPG. I start moving around the town and listening to people talking, talking to a few people I see… and I find out there has been a tragedy recently. I finally am able to piece together the horrible recent events. Some unidentified attacker has just killed the king and queen, brutally. It seems the assailant, sick enough to be on a Criminal Minds episode, had tied up both the king and the queen, raped both of them repeatedly, then brutally butchered them both. Also the 14 year old prince had been hiding in the closet, he saw the whole thing. The boy is very traumatized, and he has been unresponsive ever since… the killing was two weeks ago. With the king and queen dead, even though the prince is only 14 years old, they need him to be fit to accept the crown. But he can't do that if he's catatonic, so the legal provisions have that a very unpopular and greedy asshole would become king. So, I'm a healer, and I go to the palace which is a very interesting blend of futuristic and medieval architecture.

      It takes some convincing, but I manage to get in to see the prince, who is sitting near the back of the throne room with a pillow, holding it like a teddy bear… the pillow smells of perfume. There is a portrait of the king and queen hanging on the wall, so I figure it is the perfect way to reach him… I transform into the queen's form and use the song spell My Last Breath by Evanescence. When the boy comes out of his state, he fingers the asshole who killed his parents… the same asshole who stood to take the crown! Well, that's a rather cliché motive, but it works.

      Gilligan's Island Lost
      I am on a tropical island that immediately reminds me of the old television series, Gilligan's Island. It is a very beautiful place, it is also very peaceful there. I can hear the birds singing in the trees, I see animals moving around in the bushes and trees, a nice breeze is blowing in off of the ocean. Wandering a bit farther, I find a crystal clear stream running past some huts made out of wood with grass type roofs, it seems there are people living here. I go over to the small homes and I see the cast from Gilligan's Island all going about their daily business, that is until they see me. Gilligan sees me first, he stops and stares at me for a couple minutes before saying anything at all.

      He finally calls the skipper, who calls back, "What?" Gilligan just says there's a girl on the island. The skipper responds that of course there is, there are three of them! Finally the skipper comes out, along with the others, and they see me there. Questions are asked, including how I came to be on the island, do I have a boat, am I here to rescue them. I tell them I can take them to the mainland. They are all thrilled at that news. Everyone is getting some things together to bring with them, I hear Mr. and Mrs. Howell talking about opening a resort on the island. I tell him I hope he is kidding. He says no, he is serious. I say that means I'm going to get them off the island so they can come back and destroy it? He says of course not, he wants to improve it, get rid of some of this wildness. I tell him I can't take them home and let them come back to destroy the island, it is pristine, it needs to stay that way. Gilligan says he really wants to go home. I get an idea on what to do. I tell them to say goodbye, they won't be seeing the island again. Mr. Howell says he's sure he will. I open a portal to get all of them to the mainland, then I return to the island. A bit of magical protection is in order. Some magical wards, spells that cause ships or planes to veer around the island without realizing they have changed course… moving the island into a parallel dimensional pocket… summoning some powerful pokémon that will be able to blend into the environment without harming anything, but they will be able to protect the island… Once I am satisified that the island will be protected I spend the rest of the dream exploring it.
    9. 11/11 So in the end I didn't do it...

      by , 12-26-2010 at 04:40 AM (The Midnight Train)
      I am standing by a blue-eyed blond and she squeezes my hand tightly. I can feel the sweat on it. We are 'in love.'
      We are on a trip with her friends. She offers to take a photo of me with her friends. I then offer to take a photo of them. Me and the blond girl look at jewelry in the hotel. We then go into a room nearby. She takes off her shirt. I touch her booboo and kiss her. I leave for some protection. I say I won't be longer than ten.
      I end up in sweet shop of the hotel. Adjacent it is an Asian food store. I leave the hotel and see a 7-eleven. I head towards it with great drag. From there I go to a toilet in a tourist site (sort of a temple) in order to try on the thing. But behind the door is only concrete and the other toilet cannot be entered.
      Categories
      non-lucid