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    1. Airport, Pool Party, Undead Crow

      by , 07-01-2016 at 12:46 AM
      I was on my way to the airport to pick up some cousins(?) coming from both KY and Germany. A woman I work with was also arriving there and was there to work with us. I was ready to go back to the car but she said they were going to stay at the airport and work for about 9 more hours. I left without them, not feeling rude or worried at all about how they would get to my place.
      Eventually we were all back at my place (dream, never been there before) and working on something around a coffee table. Tan carpet. Bland furniture.
      Then I was living (or my parents were living here) in a giant, beautiful house with a large backyard and a pool that I have dreamt about before.
      There seemed to be a kind of party going on, it was perpetually evening with lowlight but not nighttime. An old friend was there, other forgotten people, and several exes. Each ex showed up by themselves and claimed to still have feelings for me. I didn’t think it was a good idea to revisit any of these relationships, but I did tell one that we could just maybe hang out as friends for a while and see how things went.
      In the pool and I saw a crow underwater, like it had drowned. It seemed to be stuck against the side of the pool about 3 feet below the surface. I felt sorry for it but did not think about it for long. I saw my old friend goober and attempt to grab it but she couldn’t reach it for some reason. Eventually one of my oldest exes swam over and without a word managed to get it and put it on the side of the pool. I looked it the crow, sopping wet, and felt sad again and that twinge of whatever that feeling is when your around something that is dead.
      Then the crow started to move! It slowly sat upright and seemed to be practicing opening and closing it’s beak. I exclaimed to my ex: It was DEAD!!! It is coming back to LIFE! (Good chance to become lucid here, but alas) I moved towards the crow and it looked my way, but in the way that a blind person does, like the crows eyes weren’t working very well yet.

      I walked around the pool and patio and collected clothes. Actually just several pairs of my pants, all drenched and muddy from apparently being rained on? Not the kind of wetness that comes from pool splashing. Next to one pair of pants were two black runes with white markings on them. I also picked up a tweed tote bag, still with a tag on it.

      Two different people at this gathering had journals that used to being to Obama— one was like a brainstorming journal with sketches and notes and the other was more planned and put together.

      I was in a small circular room, and my perspective was from the ceiling near a wall. I seemed to be floating without a body. I watched a woman do weird hand tricks with snakes. All I could see was her arm (not sure how, I know there was a small audience in the room too) The snakes ranged from normal size to giant, perhaps the girth of a couch. the biggest snake was yellow. The woman’s hand made odd formations and touched the snakes periodically on the heeds, which transfixed them, and kept them from biting her. She almost got bit once, but managed to pull off some amazing stunt with her hand and the snakes left the room one by one.

      Thoughts:
      Different kind of ex dream here. The perpetual evening of this dream gave it a particularly surreal vibe. The backyard and pool were comforting, the kind of feeling I’ve had when vacationing at really nice homes. Safe, warm. I’m not rue what the crow means. Crows in waking life are important to me, so it isn’t unusual for me to dream about them, but these circumstances feel a little symbolic, but Im not sure of what.
      I’ve had dreams of large snakes before, several times in fact, but this one felt almost shamanic.
      The Obama reference, just weird!
    2. Arms' runes.

      by , 03-29-2014 at 11:56 PM
      In in my room, just staring at my reflection on the mirror. I now that I am dreaming, so I probably just forgot the beginning of the dream. Anyways, I look at the mirror and my image stares there, unmoving and still, without any interference or distorsion. My awareness level is quite high so I can think clearly that I am dreaming, that this just a dream and how this 'reality' works. I examine my thoughts and surroundings, touch the nightstand and the knife on it. I think of the time I tried DMT and saw the runes on my arms. Those beautiful, overwhelmingly and painfully beautiful runes on my arms, vibrating as I stared at them. They were part of me and I had the feeling that I had seen them before. Everytime I think of them I get emotionally overwhelmed. I need to see them again, so I think of it. I expect them to be there, but nothing happens and I feel how the dream starts to fade.

      I tell myself that it's a dream and try to stabilize it. Keeps fading away as I reach the knife to stab it on my arm, just to feel pain and use it as an anchor to the dream. It's not still there and I feel my real body laying on the bed. I'm awake.
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    3. The Sacred Stream, Incredibly Fragmented Lucid, Pitted Against One Another

      by , 11-05-2012 at 11:50 PM
      Just to catch up on a few dreams I missed recording recently....

      October 31

      Fragment - "Weed smoking at some school with creepy guy who wants cheese pizza, blue teddy bears on the highway? The rest of us eat pepperoni." All I remember about this dream is seeing those blue teddy bears, they looked very trippy and weird. >.>

      The Sacred Stream [Non-Lucid]

      I was with M and at least one or two other people (who I think was/were imaginary) and after driving in my car a bit and then getting out to walk around we fell way down over the side of this huge cliff. We landed on a rock formation around half way down that had a stream flowing down it and started drinking it, and I believe M who noticed that it was, in fact, alcohol. o.o I took some large handfuls myself and it was freaking delicious! Unfortunately, when we climbed down from it to the ground there was some "tribe" of people there talking about how they were pissed at us from drinking from their sacred river, and then they started shooting at us. (I can't remember if it was just guns or poison darts or what, it's been too long now.) My first car just happened to be parked nearby so we all ran to it and hopped in and I started driving us away, though for a second I got really distracted by the fact that the headlights wouldn't work (), but then they finally did (). We pull off to the road and finally get away, but then I start feeling odd so I pull off to the side and look at my cellphone. Everything on the screen is fluctuating wildly, letters, shapes, and colors start switching around and pulsing and I realize that I'm hallucinating really hard. (In actually, technology usually malfunctions like this for me in dreams. ) I felt like I'd ingested something toxic and M was trying to look after me while I felt colder and weaker, but shortly thereafter I woke up.

      November 1

      Incredibly Fragmented Lucid [DILD]

      "Stabilizing in a house...."

      How disappointing is that. ._.

      November 3

      Pitted Against One Another [Non-Lucid]

      I was part of some futuristic battle where people all fighting for their own personal causes were pitted against each other even though they had no hard feelings against each other, and I ended up fighting this one guy in a mall who was trying to set himself free of the hurt that he had because, apparently, he had taught every single person who died on a plane on 9/11 to read and speak English and he hadn't gotten over their deaths. o.o When I had to unfortunately defeat him, he, like, dissolved into blue code while telling me this story....

      I really wish I remembered more of that dream, but I didn't even write anything down when I woke up so that's pretty much all I've got now.
    4. Drawing As A Means Of Summoning?

      by , 10-29-2012 at 05:39 PM
      I had a good number of dreams last night but I only wrote this one down.... I need to stop being lazy. But, at least this one was sort of fun.

      Drawing As A Means Of Summoning? [DILD]

      I don't remember the dream up to the part where I became lucid or even a little bit after it, just that it was at a school. I walked down some hallway to a door that should've led to a classroom, but instead it opened up to the stage of some TV game show with a full audience and everything. I was kind of nervous that walking through this door alone would make the dream unstable, so I went to grab a DC to take with me. I walked back out of the hall and found M and grabbed her hand and got her to follow me back. As I was running down the hall with M behind me I thought to myself something along the lines of "She better still be M when I turn around and see her again." and when we got to the door I checked and she was, but upon going through the door I noticed that it just led to a regular classroom now. I guess she wasn't what I should have been worried about changing. I got kind of mad and decided to take my feelings out on the unsuspecting room full of DCs, so I walked up to the chalkboard and drew a cat, like a really basic cat like you would expect a child to draw. I then wrote next to it "ATTACK!" and underlined it twice, and stepped back from the board. The cat's eyes suddenly went from normal circles to an angry expression, and then it crouched back and leapt off of the board, in slow motion, over on to one of the desks a DC was sitting at. Unfortunately, it was still slow and weak-willed, and the DC just kind of brushed it off. ._. I guess I should probably plan that out a little better next time, maybe draw a tiger or something instead. At that point I noticed that the dream was starting to become unstable as the environment seemed to be breaking into strange red runes that would flash all over the place chaotically, so I just started moving around grabbing things and DCs trying to regain some sensory input and re-stabilize things. It did increase the vividness somewhat, it saved the dream temporarily, but this part also gets kind of fuzzy. I also remember (and I THINK this was after the cat stuff, but I'm not 100% sure...) getting really horny and feeling the urge to masturbate, and I almost started but then I realized that that would be a totally pointless use of a lucid dream and it would probably wake me up. I also groped some girl with gigantic breasts for the fun of it at one point, I think it was right after that lol. Shortly after that (or the other thing if that happened before it, but I'm pretty sure that was last), I woke up.

      This dream definitely made me consider some new aspects of summoning, like I put in the title. I wonder what else I could bring to life like that....
    5. Airship Attack

      by
      kim
      , 07-20-2010 at 04:18 AM
      There was a second part where there were two airships. I was in one and the other one was our enemy. We had some magical powers like on Bleach or something similar. It was pretty epic xD We were shooting the other team with a giant, white bow that we controlled together, telekinetically. The arrows where large hollow white tubes with some sort of design. It somehow reminded me of Orihime Inoue off Bleach.
      Somewhere in the ship were all these spells, perhaps in a book, and they were written in runes haha. They were making all these undead skeletons appear and that was pretty scary. They spawned from the back of both ships and were attacking everyone.
      There was some way to stop them from doing it, if you were able to read the runes. I thought "oh maybe it won't be hard to learn if I know a bit of Swedish" hahaha.

      Even though I was someone in one of the airships, I could somehow switch my view between the two ships and see that it was all just fancy CGI, and though to myself how true it was that anything can be done with computer animation these days, and thus the undead skeletons and stuff weren't really that cool anymore.

      After this bit, there was a part with these aborigines and they were climbing up these stairs. I was climbing down because somehow I'd started up at the top. Unfortunately, they were behaving in a derelict manner and ripping all the stairs up and stuff like that.