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At my paternal grandma's house, fighting with the front door that I think is locked but at the minimum touch just falls out of place. My aunt Ana comes by, very distressed and says I should try again to close it, but only after she goes outside for a bit. She goes outside and warns me about my cousin Cris who is apparently causing mayhem inside, with threats to her parents and whatnot. Then some shadowy figure passes by me and I think it's her, but it is actually Duarte. He doesn't even say hi to me, just seems to want to avoid our family altogether and also heads outside in the semi darkness of dusk, to stand alone and quiet. Then my uncle is in the kitchen, quietly avoiding talking about it when Cris erupts from inside the house and heads outside to lash out on my aunt. I try to rationalize what is going on and say to myself they just need to talk. Then I go to the living room to meet my mom. The corridor light is off and the living room is also in total darkness. I feel goosebumps because of the ghost at the end of the corridor, but knowing my mom is in there calms me down. I enter the room touching around blindly, and hear my grandma's voice. She is clearly hallucinating, talking about some past job and arguing that she can do some task. I am not sure if I should tell her the truth or play along, then my mom suggests that I should pretend, so I sit down on the floor besides the sofa where she is laying down and I put a hand on her body, and play along with her story, making up replies to whatever she says.

I'm in a world where people of different tribes are ruled by fear of some thugs who took control. Every month or so they select one tribe and ask them to offer a bunch of people to sacrifice. From that group they usually only kill two, but it depends. If people volunteer, then maybe they don't pick others. This time is my tribe's turn and I am part of the group who volunteered to go. I have managed to convince them to actually start an uprise. All of us are willing to die for it, but we want to succeed, so we contact the leaders of other tribes before going. We don't manage to get even one to join us, but I am convinced they will if we start something and show them we can win. When we're there, we're almost caught conspiring but we manage to pretend we're just preparing for our sacrifice. The guy who almost caught us, has a huge crush on me and I know he will not let me be chosen, but he hints that in exchange he will probably be able to keep me as a slave for himself. I wonder how I can use that to our advantage on the day of our revolt, but it isn't clear. For now, it allows me to get closer to him and he takes me to see the location and stage of the sacrifice event, so I use the chance to study details that might be useful. One thing I notice is that a big storm is coming and might wreak havoc the next day, helping us. On the day of the sacrifice, our leader decides to offer himself and he leads the way. Then he kills the guards and starts the fight. The storm had happened at night and left damages in a dam nearby. So we sent someone to blow it up and it breaks apart. The water floods the district where the dominant tribe lives, killing and scattering them. These images are broadcasted to everyone else who then joins us in the fight. We win at the end.

With my mom attending some conference in a big tent in some exotic place. People from all over the world and it is all in english. I ask if she understands what is being said, and she says it's ok, but I can see she is making a big effort to follow. It is supposed to be about facing climate change and adapting as a society but soon I recognize the speakers and realize it will be a bunch of disinformation and new age BS about changing consciousness and moving to other dimensions. I tell her that, but I think she knows and doesn't care. I cope with the first session, but at the break, I go outside to breathe deep and I am amused at the kind of people who are there. There is a group sitting on top of a wall focusing down on a rock trying to make it levitate. Just for fun I tell them "try me" and then I start levitating. Unlike what happens in other dreams, they actually gasp and are shocked. They immediately know it wasn't their powers that did it, so it could only be my own. Soon I am surrounded by every attendee, begging me to share my secrets and how I developed my powers. But it doesn't happen, because we're attecked by some white planes that look more like disks. People say they are chinese planes but look more like spaceships. They drop some kind of bombs that bury in the ground and implode colapsing everything on top. The ground seems to dissolve in big pixels that and then dematerializes. People run in all directions and just nearby is the city limits. It also gets attacked and entire streets and the subway system collapses pixel by pixel, as if it is a simulated reality being deleted. I am getting tired of running and remember again that I can fly, so I shoot up and land in some other city area by the sea where people seem unaware of what is happening on the other part of town. I need to know where I am, so I pick up a map from some tourists and see a bunch of islands with Tenerife marked in one of them.

Weird game fragment
It was about some sort of Mario party-esque game, but in real life and as such pretty dangerous. It might have involved later mentioned Skype and in real life friends. There might have been other things that happened.

Distance fragment
I was making a Distance level, using some quite advanced level editor tricks to achieve a specific, pretty trippy effect. I showed this to the aforementioned Skype and in real life friends. There might have been other things that happened as well.

Warehouse 13 and old man sacrifice fragment
There might have been something about a friend dying, maybe something other than human that became a friend to the team. Then it was sort of like a spaceship like in The Orville, but like in a previous dream, where a whale creature was saved. Something was about to destroy the ship, and the only thing that could save it and everyone on it was the sacrifice of a very nice old man who wasn't supposed to die yet. He understandably got a bit depressed and didn't want to talk to anyone, so he just went to the elevator and went all the way to the top, where he'd die and thus save the ship.
Suddenly, the dream starts again, but I have the memory of before. I tell the first officer that I had the memory of the future, and thus they apparently sent someone different. But then I watched the old man also going to the elevator and I shouted "Wait! They sent someone different!", but he didn't hear it. I ran to the elevator and at first wanted to send an elevator up to the old man to signal that they sent someone different, but noticed that it wouldn't work. Even though I had already selected a floor, I hammered the button on my floor, but then I pressed the door button and it opened, even though I had already sent the command to send it away. I selected the floor right under the deadly top floor, and my elevator quickly caught up with his. Both elevators had glass walls at at least one direction. I hammered on the walls and shouted "They sent someone different! Wait!" and he noticed me. He was sitting on the floor of his elevator, said. We met on the floor right under the top floor. I ran to his elevator door and as it opened I told him "They sent someone different already! You don't have to go anymore!" but he just told me "No.. they sent someone different already, but it did not work, I have to go anyway...". I was
quite sad and shocked now. "Oh.. o-okay.. goodbye..." I had no idea what to even say. His doors closed, and his elevator went away, sending him to his death.

Fleeing from Rumpelstiltskin
I was at home, and there was a Skype friend and an old primary school friend. It was not in the past though, and thus, the primary school friend had aged. I was doing some chemical experiment involving chlorine for some reason on the floor without any protection. Then the skype friend brought me something and I poured it into the experiment. But suddenly I had forgotten what I was even pouring into what and panicked slightly. But then I noticed that it didn't smell like chlorine, so it was fine, so I just let it be and stood up and went into a corridor, where you can go into the kitchen and the living room, as well as at the far left end out of the house. My friends asked me what I was doing, and I showed them a bag of magic items. They were amazed. I said that we'd revive the magic again. I asked my skype friend to bring me something again, and he took a school bag of items and unpacked it, for some reason in the living room. My mother asked what it is, and I said some excuse that worked out well. So we left the house with all the items. Then at some point we were at a house. In between something relating to Rumpelstiltskin happened and we were fleeing, along with like 7 other people. We came to a building and went in. At some point we wanted to leave, but the entrance collapsed for some reason, but I told them we could get through, but everyone except for me ran back into the house. Luckily, only the entrance collapsed a bit. I went out, though, in fear of the building collapsing. I then ran around outside and spotted Rumpelstiltskin, disguised as a worker, since there was sort of like a large runway, maybe for an airport, directly adjacent to the house. After 20 minutes I accidentally came really close to Rumpelstiltskin, and he mumbled "When's he going to go in again...", but I actually thought it might be good to come in. I went in and went up to a high floor and told everyone where Rumpelstiltskin was. A few girls were browsing eBay, and listed some things we needed, including glass. But I said that we need it in borosilicate, since we need lab items to ease our survival, since we were planning to go to the enchanted forest like from Once Upon a Time. They said it is a stupid idea. One of us had like a dog-like face, which was apparently normal, but one made a joke if I could build a gun with a name something related to dogs which he could should the dog person with, which was just a very morbid joke. I answered by just saying I can't build guns, just fuel. Then we decided to leave and all went out. A lot of people jumped from like 10 meters high up down without hurting themselves, but I took the stairs, as any sane person would. Only one other guy came with me to the stairs, but it was full of spider webs and I asked him to remove them a bit with his feet, and he did it and I came down as well.

Monk dream
There was something about the crime series Monk.

Thunderstorm dream
There was some quite cool storm. It was really dark and a cool atmosphere.

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That was a VERY long dream and lots of recall. That was really cool. No lucids, though. Maybe tomorrow.

Hi guys,

This dream spans through the course of seven years within the dream. Quite a bit of the daily activities had become fragmented as a result. I'll also be condensing the events so that it's more concise. The dream fluctuates between lucidity and non-lucidity. However, during lucid moments I choose to let the dream unfold on it's own.

The dream starts off non-lucid. I'm with my significant other who has passed away, I'll address as Kana. We are surrounded by whiteness. There is a false memory that we been meaning to conceive a "soul child" astrally. Kana and I are both female. Kana says it's time. The white emptiness beneath us ripples and our energies meld as we astraily conceive our soul child. I feel drained and I awake.

I look around in my bedroom without moving not realizing I'm clutching something close to me under my blanket. "A dream?" I sit up and notice an otherworldly infant in my arms. "Yes, this is my child." She opens her eyes and we gaze at each other. "Oh yes, you are Cocoa." Cocoa smiles. This is the only time she smiles in a long while.



Following months...
Over the weeks I have moments when shroud of that reality fades and I'm lucid. Adapting to a life caring for a child was hard, but I manage to get by with the help of my mom. I hold on to my secret of my lucidity to myself. I begin to see something strange with Cocoa. She seems to be completely unable to feel guilt, pity, remorse, or sympathy. She seem to have no regard for safety of those around her and she seems to crave human blood, often biting into her own thumbs to suck blood if no one else is nearby.

Soul Child
As months turn into years and my getting accustomed to this reality my moments of lucidity doesn't have much effect. I was detached with the waking and I had grown to accept that my soul child is different from others. I even feed it my own blood to satisfy it's craving. It was not before long she starts exhibiting otherworldly powers. I communicate with kana in my head as I do in waking and ask her if we made a mistake bringing this child into this world. As Cocoa grew older, the more destructive she became. Watching over her, making sure no one is harmed, was taking a toll on me. In moments of lucidity I was tron between continuing my waking life and leaving this world behind. The waking world seemed so distant. Kana assures me that this was a time-dilated experience and for the moment guiding Cocoa was all we could do as there is good in her.

One of the chilling moments of her childhood was when she asked me to rip off my eyes and give it to her because she thought they were pretty. I had told her it's not right to ask someone of that nor to expect it and there were better ways to appreciate things.

Absolution
As a 7 year old Cocoa had become more calmer and mature. For a while it seemed like she was breaking free from her shroud of madness. I been weaning off feeding her my blood and on her birthday she says she no longer thirsts for blood and apologizes with tearful eyes for all the harm she has caused and all the pets she has killed over the course of her childhood. I was relieved. She was getting stronger and stronger, it was becoming difficult to care for her when she is so powerful.

I send her to school with caution and ask for Kana to watch over her. I see something that sends a chill down my back. As I was about to leave, Cocoa was smiling. The last I seen her smile was when she was a baby. I wonder what's wrong with me. Why was I not feeling relieved by my child's smile? Something didn't feel right. I go to the mall and look around just hoping to pass the time. Something didn't feel right, but I could quite place it. I order a sandwich at a cafe and look around. I look at a ceiling lamp above me and think "I can turn it on and off by snapping my fingers". I snap my fingers lightly. The light flickers on. I snap again, it flickers off. I look around nothing has changed. Everyone is minding their own business as if completely unaware of what I had done. My phone rings startling me. It's Cocoa's homeroom teacher's number. I answer it only to receive a weak voice saying "Cocoa" followed by a shrill blood curdling scream. I rush to Coco's school already knowing what I might see. I arrive at a scene with blood everywhere. Dead bodies everywhere. I had enough of this dream. It seems Kana and I failed guiding Cocoa. Amidst the bodies stands a blood soaked Cocoa. Upon seeing me she rushes at me and clings on to me with a tight hug. Saying she was sorry over and over, saying she only reacted to darkness in their hearts. I hug her back tightly. "I'm sorry, Cocoa, we couldn't save you..." and place my hand on back of her head. Her entirety pulses and I start absorbing her into my being.

I wake up crying. I do a reality check and check my phone. It has not passed seven years. I lay back on my bed looking at the ceiling and wondering what the dream meant.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I get sucked into a parallel universe, in which civilization seems a bit more advanced technologically speaking - there's quite a number of flying saucers moving around in the sky - but with a very retro feel. I observe fascinated the architecture of the city, the gadgets they have, etc. Everything seems peaceful and clean and civilized, until I learn there's another level of society not so lucky, where people gather in lines to get basic things that are rationed. But somehow they accept their faith, it seems. It's because of a deep belief in genetic differences that determine if you're from the elite or not. Then I find the elite has some strange bloody rituals to honour (or whatever) this blood differentiation. These rituals are supposedly secret, but I am taken to the place where they happen. I soon start wondering how come I was so welcomed in this elite, how even I got here in the first place, and if maybe they are in fact descendants of humans from my universe and therefore they brought me here to sacrifice me, symbolically. I start planning a way to discreetly get away from here, before it's too late.

We have crash landed in an unfamiliar land or world. I have some nice gold jewelry with me that I keep with me, we leave our plane while it is getting repaired. I spend time on my own each day with locals learning customs, especially enjoy frequent (daily?) rides in dugout canoes with the priests and priestesses down an under-mountain water luge. It is serious, but a fun ride! at the top there are always two canoes, and one female will ride to another tunnel on the left, lying in her canoe after we say goodbye ceremonially and head to the right. Everyone here is very fair, tall, blonde, and they all wear white. I believe the tunnel to the left goes through some falls to another part of city... One day, I have come to be so bored and tired of being there that I decide I will ride with the woman. They others try gently to dissuade me but I am adamant and they let me get in -- then my mate (handsome channing tatum type) shows up out of nowhere, gets very upset and says no, I can't go, and explains that those falls take the priestesses to their death, this is a sacrificial rite. Wish someone had bothered to tell me that earlier! I get out of the canoe, and say fine, but let's leave this place. He says we have no fuel. I go over to the old priest sitting nearby at a desk and give him a bracelet with orange stones in it -- ask him to fill up our plane in return. He says he can do better than that, and proceeds to give me a massive fortune in their currency (three small bags of white gold-like dust), explains that the stones in the bracelet are worth enough for me to live in luxury for the rest of my life. I agree, the bracelet was just a trinket to me anyways, and we leave.

Yesterday:

1. A horror story type dream with a group of people. Some of them have to be sacrificed. When ‘I’ realize that one of them is going to be next, I say ‘I’m sorry’ to her. She bleeds down her body and the blood goes to someone else. There was a skeleton? And a man in poor condition ends up being healed. Then he goes in a room with someone?

2. Something about a group of people, one of them named Caerwyn

DST and waking up an hour early messed me up.

Today:

Anime-style dream with anthropomorphism. The style was kind of moe.

Two girls are on an ‘island’, but it’s like a desert area. They’re talking about how people throw the wrong kind of chocolate out for the girl on the right because they don’t realize she can only eat the softer kind that has ‘LOVE’ written on the colorful little wrappings.

A third girl lands/appears and walks close enough to hear them. She hears mention of the word ‘penguin’ and thinks they’re talking about her. She seems like a tsundere type in the way she acts. She angrily dives into the conversation asking why they’re talking about her, until she realizes (is told?) that the girl on the right is a penguin too.

Inspirations: Been reading a webtoon about anthropomorphic animals. It doesn’t have any penguins in it though!

A large group of people, including me and my family, are going to battle. We are on a cliff, and far below us is a rapidly flowing river. Across the river on a cliff opposite us is the enemy. I have several wooden spears which I throw with all my might, but fall short of their destination and into the water. Frustrated, I pick up a bow and arrow. I have trouble loading the arrow, so I duck down for protection as sharp objects come showering down around me. Soon I am ready to shoot, but I never get the chance. A dark, strong man whose face I never get a good look at is on our side of the cliff, even though I know he is the enemy. He's asking around, and looking for certain people but I don't understand why. He finds Hiro Nakamura (I was watching Heroes last night), and starts stabbing and slashing at him with his sword. Hiro's terrified screams leave me paralyzed and unable to think. This happens to be a very inconvenient moment for my mind to go blank, because the man stands up and walks toward me. He stops right in front of me, and looks down. I realize I'm the person he's looking for, but when I deny it he turns to my sister. He draws his sword, and when I realize what he's about to do, I rush over to her and beg the man to take me instead. I can't let my sister get hurt; especially not because of me. His response to my begging is, "You'll do." His words bring me relief, and then horror as I realize what's about to happen to me. He makes me lie on my stomach and then I feel the sword cutting through my arm. The feeling is not painful, but more of a cool, tingling, burning feeling. I decide that the knife must be so sharp I can barely feel it. It's still not a pleasant experience at all and I'm relieved when the man leaves. I go into the bathroom and start speaking french. A lady is in there, and gives me a funny look. The bathroom is bright, neat and cheerful with walls that are painted red. I see a mirror in front of me, but I don't look into it because I don't want to see my injured arm. I worry that if I see the extent of the damage, then I will start to feel the pain that should come with it.

Guenhwyvar

[This dream happened on August 22nd, at around 10AM]
[So uh... the last DJ entry i posted was almost a month ago... Well i was feeling really down for a while now and my lucidity was going bad as well, but i hope to change it now ]
[Both this dream and the upcoming one were inspired by the Dark Elf Trilogy i'm reading currently]

I was just walking on the street really close to my old school, when for some unknown reason i became lucid. I realized that i didn't have stable and worthy lucid dream since a while, so i become pretty happy.

I didn't think much about what to do, for some reason i thought of Guenhwyvar almost as soon as i became lucid. [He is a spectral black panther in the books]. I didn't plan anything, but wanted him to appear. As soon as i turned a bit to my right side, there he was, standing in all his glory.

I didn't really have time to say anything to him or look at him more closely, because he just run off almost instantly, towards the lower end of the street. I immediately started running after him and catched up fast.
He suddenly stopped at a house, which's car entrance to the garden was open. I looked in there and noticed something between the shrubbery. It looked somewhat like a huge white dog-ish creature, but it was standing on two feet. It looked angry for some reason.

Before i could do or say anything, Guenhwyvar just jumped in there and attacked the dog like creature. I wanted to help him out, just in case, so i ran up to them and tried to fight the creature, but instead of fighting, i automatically started hugging the black panther.
I just hugged him near his neck and didn't really know why i did that, but it was an interesting feeling putting my head on his black fur.

Soon i was just staring at him while still hugging and then i got lost in the black, woke up.

[Well, haha, i have no idea why that hug was, other than that i got to like him in the books, but still... i didn't even control my actions when i hugged him]
[The dream was pretty short, but it was somewhat more stable now than the ones i had for weeks before]


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To Be Sacrificed

[This dream is from August 23rd, around 8:35AM]
[I find it pretty interesting how the books can influence even my lucid dreams... ]

I was being harassed by 4 old classmates, while i was sitting in my old school at a lesson. They were standing outside at the big windows and making fun of me. I got tired of this and just thought that maybe i'm dreaming and i can do something about it... so i walked through the wall and grabbed two of them by their necks and put them into the wall halfway. They got stuck in there while the others ran away.
I got more aware now, but not lucid yet.

Soon i flew above the street and when i got to the same part where i became lucid yesterday [the dream above this one] i remembered that dream and became lucid again.

Now i was more aware of myself than yesterday and before doing anything, i instantly stabilized by rubbing my hands together. When rubbing them, i noticed that i have some heavy gloves on, but i didn't care about them too much. I turned around to check my environment.
There was an old stooped woman walking slowly away from me and when i looked at her back i got all dizzy, so i started stabilizing again.
When i was done, i decided to move on.
[I forgot a part here, all i know is that i went back to my school and did something there, so a bit of time skip here]

I came out of my old school at a backdoor, but the place where i got to was unknown to me. It was a small garden, with those huge white greek columns on all sides. There were creeper plants coming down from the walls on all sides. There was a little sidewalk on the left side of the small garden, it was made of red pavement stones.
I was standing on this sidewalk.

I started walking near the garden when i realized that on my left side, there was no wall anymore and it lead to some kind of street, but it didn't look like the streets in my town at all. I got curious so i turned that way and moved on, but then before i could leave the area, i heard voices from my right side and from behind me. [I became a little scared here].

I turned around and noticed a small altar at the right end of the sidewalk. Two female drow were standing next to it, fully naked and both held a dagger in their hands. The grip on the daggers looked like a spider, so i already knew they must be priestesses of Lolth, with sacrifice daggers.
Then i noticed another drow woman behind me, she was well dressed and her clothes made me think that she is an important person as they were all gold, black and red. She had a whip in her hand.

I didn't have too much time to think of the situation, because i soon heard the clothed drow say:
- Go and get her!
The naked ones reacted instantly, with respect in their voices:
- Yes, mistress.

They started walking towards me, with evil grins on their faces and grabbing the daggers more furiously now. One of them started walking faster, leaving the other one behind, but she didn't mind as i've seen and she just stopped to watch instead.

Spoiler for +18:

I couldn't help, but admire her naked body. It was the first time i've seen a naked drow in my dreams and it seemed pretty realistic. Her obsidian black body was mesmerizing in the sunlight. I also couldn't help but notice how she had some white hair at her private parts, it matched color perfectly with the hair on her head

Once she got close enough, i decided that it was enough of staring, i flew up into the air as i got a little scared now and i wanted to fly away from there... but then i had a thought, that i shouldn't fear them as they are just dream characters.
I turned back to her while still floating in the air and told her:
- I don't fear you!
Her evil grin still didn't disappear from her face when she said:
- Oh, i don't believe you.

Without much hestitating, the first thing that i thought of was a fireball, so i created one and immediately thrown it at her. It exploded as soon as it reached her, but she didn't seem too affected by it.
Her body had some burn marks and there were small embers on her body. Her hair was still on fire, but she just started laughing.

As i was staring at her, i woke up.

[Um... yeah, that was interesting I think i already know that i should try and get to know a drow girl from closer soon ]
[Oh well, anyway, i welcome these FR inspired dreams anytime ]

A scene near the LRT-2 Recto. All jumbled up. Abstract. I had the idea that I'm part of a "Brotherhood." But so far, all they did was sacrifice me on the front lines. I sounded sarcastic. I saw a vision of the word "Brotherhood," but it looked more like "BOOOOTHER," vertical.

dream : comments : lucid

29th of January, 2012

This was a difficult one to comprehend. At the time it was really elaborate and at one point I said “Man, this should be a movie!” but in recounting it, it became a bit convoluted and the timeline seemed to rewind in on itself.

Anyway.

I was at an old Hungry Jack’s (Burger King for Americans) and the woman took aaaaaaaaaaages to make my burger then ended up dropping it on the floor anyway.

Shortly after that, it came to pass that I was to be killed.

Nooks was having a baby that was going to forever change the course of history or something and the government were spying on us with satellites.
I told her that this had happened before (weird dream spiral- sometimes I talk about dreams in dreams as if they’ve happened previously) and I hid in her garden to prove it. At that point, a black SUV drove past and I knew that shit was about to get real.

An agent came up to us and showed us pictures of us taken from space and told me I could end all the suffering by just letting them kill me. He went to show another picture to some guy but I told the guy not to look at it because without seeing them he could at least believe it wasn’t true.
A big fight broke out between me and the agent and I ended up pinning him against a wall with a table crushing his neck. I released him just as he was about to die and finally, defeated, agreed that they could kill me in my sleep as long as they did it quickly.

Task of the Year: Nightmare On Elm Street
I am in high school, walking down one of the hallways with lockers on both sides of the hall. I am looking for my own locker, and I can't remember where the locker is, but I know I am late heading to my next class. I am getting frustrated with finding my locker and feeling rather stupid… but finally I find it. Great… now I can't remember the combination. I take a hair pin from the floor and start trying to pick the lock to my own locker. It opens and I see my books on the bottom, and there is a kid that looks to be about 8 years old impaled on the coat hanger on the back of the locker. And he is still alive, he is weakly trying to get down, blood coming from his mouth in strangled gasps… A gloved hand explodes through the boy's chest, there are knives on the glove like in Nightmare On Elm Street. The boy's body is broken in half and pulled through a hole in the back of the locker. I look through the hole and see something on the other side, a figure that has some resemblance to Freddy Krueger, but is even uglier and more disgusting… he is eating the flesh off of the boy's arm. He looks up at me and snarls in a horrible grin. Thoughts of Freddy Krueger lead to thoughts of dream demons and thoughts of dreaming… I can fight this guy… this is my dream! I move closer to the hole in the locker and Freddy reaches through to grab hold of me. I grab his hand before he can stab me with the knives and I will not let go, I twist it in a martial arts move and flip him over. The glove comes off in my hands, he glares at me and the dream shifts.

I am now at what looks like a mining site of some kind, I am still holding Freddy Krueger's glove in my hands, but now I see that I am not alone. There are a couple of men there with me, they are getting really close and hot and heavy with each other. They are kissing very passionately and feeling each other up… then they see me and cool it a bit. One of them, a black guy, says the two of them are ready to come out of the closet. Where did Freddy Krueger go? I don't care if these guys are gay or not… I want to find that dream demon. Well, I don't have long to wait. The ground starts to rumble and shake and then a huge worm / snake thing with the face of Freddy Krueger erupts from the ground and bites on to the black guy.

The other guy, a white guy, screams no over and over again, jumping up and down in place like a scared little girl. I still have Freddy's glove… I use the glove and sink the knives into the neck of the worm thing, making it roar in anger and pain and spit the guy out. He is covered in brown goop but seems unharmed. The guy's boyfriend hugs him and now they are both covered in goop. I am focused more on Freddy. He is trying to maneuver around and bite me, but the knives of the glove are imbedded in the thing's neck and I am holding on to that. So his moving around succeeds only in cutting him deeper. I focus on the song Damage Inc. by Metallica to send fire energy right through the glove and into the worm creature. The thing erupts into flames from the inside out and is gone in a blaze of fire which somehow doesn't burn me. I look to see if the two men are alive and they are making love on the ground… naked… covered in goop… yuck… not something I want to see so I wake up.

Viral
I am in a strange underground cavern which I somehow know is located underneath MoSh's inner world, and things have gone very wrong there lately. I look around and see I am in what appears to be a central chamber with many smaller caves branching off to the sides in various directions. Data is suspended in the middle of the room by a vast array of colorful wires which seem to be connecting him to every corner of the cavern and beyond. I have the idea that all of these twisted wires and cables are connecting Data to every aspect of MoSh's inner world. But there is something wrong. Data does not look right, in fact he looks stark raving mad. His eyes have a flashing red glow to them, there is smoke rising from several of the places where the wires are connected to him, and he is laughing maniacally. He seems to not have noticed me. I move towards Data, wondering what is wrong, and he finally notices me and announces I have great timing and I am about to witness the birth of a new era, where all will be perfection and there will be no flaws. Wtf? Apparently Data has lost it… I ask him what he is talking about… he said everything that is flawed will be purged and replaced with pure perfection. I notice that he is also talking strange… "All in the-the-the world that is fla-a-awed will be pur-pur-ged and repla-ce-ce-ce-d with pure per-fect-fect-perfection!" Stuttering beyond belief. Maybe he has a virus? But there's no way he could have a virus… he has penticon CPUs… they don't get viruses, do they? Only one way to find out. I use the penticon processor I have implanted in my head to generate nanites. I send the nanites through one of the cables near me that is connected to Data. Apparently Data registered the intrusion at the last minute, he tries to block the nanites out by disconnecting many of the wires, but it's too late. The nanites are already inside. And there is a virus! The virus has programmed Data to see all biological living beings as flawed and thus must be eliminated, he apparently tried to eliminate Asuka… where is she now? Data doesn't know. That could be a good thing… the last Data saw she was ok at least. I direct the nanites to delete the virus from Data's programming and restore him to optimum operating conditions… and then stick around and act as an anti-virus for Data in the future.

Sweet Sacrifice
I am in a forest walking along a path that has been clearly marked out through the trees. The path looks heavily traveled, there are many footprints heading both directions. I follow the path for a short ways and find there is a small town at one end that looks like something out of a RPG fantasy game. I decide I want to see where the other direction of the path leads before talking to anyone in the village, so I turn and leave before anyone sees me. I hear someone over there is arguing… and I listen in… and it seems some woman is pissed off because she doesn't think her son should be the one to be sent to satisfy the demon… I follow the trail in the other direction, maybe I can see what is going on. The trail leads through a very pleasant forest, the sounds of the birds singing, the wind in the trees… someone screaming in agony… wait… not such a nice sound… I hurry along the path and find a shrine at the end of it. There is a woman there, she looks like a hooker… scantily dressed and appearing sexy, long black hair, unnaturally white skin, bright red lips…

and there is a young man chained to what appears to be an altar. He sees me arrive and can't seem to decide if he wants me to help him or run for my life. The woman has razor sharp finger nails and she uses one to cut a square of skin off the man's chest which she eats in the manner a seductress would eat a particularly tantalizing piece of chocolate. The man screams in pain, which she seems to enjoy as much as the food. She asks if I came to watch or if I want to join in. She laughed. She said leave or I would be dessert. I tell her that could never happen, she can't take me. She seems annoyed at the challenge… she says she hasn't had a fool villager challenge her for a long time, this will be fun. She attacks me, her finger nails grow into massive talons, apparently she thinks she will just rip me open. Epic fail. I form Witchblade into a sword and relieve her of her head. How pathetically weak for a demon… I set the prisoner free just before I wake up

EVE: Fox In The Hole

I am inside a game of EVE Online and I am flying a drake loaded down with heavy missile launchers. Furthermore, I am pissed off. I am pissed off at another player by the username of Foxtrot 02 for recently putting me in a very uncomfortable position involving secrets and backstabbing against the CEO of our online corporation… that gets too convoluted to get into here, suffice it to say I am out for blood. I am flying my drake from asteroid belt to asteroid belt in the solar system Kaaputenen which is where Fox usually hangs out. I finally find him in one of the asteroid belts in his retriever mining some pyro from a couple asteroids.

Normally I am not in favor of attacking an unarmed mining ship, but in this case I make an exception. I open fire on Fox's retriever with a barrage of missiles. He launches his drones, but the drones are barely launched before my missiles wipe his retriever from existence. Fox's pod is now floating in space. Boom! I blast the pod before he can warp away. In the chat window I see Fox is cursing fluently at me, I tell him that's what he gets for the position he put me in. He says I will pay for that and then goes silent. Shortly later Fox warps back into the asteroid belt, this time he is in a tengu…

which is an advanced battleship. Wait a minute… Fox can't fly a tengu! But there it is… While I am wondering how it is even possible he blows up my drake. I launch in my fire valkyrie instead of my pod, however. Now it is his turn to pull a "wtf" and have the hesitation prove fatal. I blast his tengu into debris. I then blast his pod. Ha! That's twice, Fox! I blasted you twice! Ship and pod both times! You should count yourself double podded!

The dream I had last night was sort of like a repeat dream, I'd had the dream before. It's not like its a reoccuring nightmare, because the dream doesn't scare me, it was just one of my more vivid dreams so I'm assuming thats why I had it again.

At the beginning of my dream I'm on the bus I ride to school with a few people I know from school, two significant in the dream are R.C. (Cay is her username on here, she has some interesting dreams that I seem to appear in a lot, as she does with mine) and N.A. a guy I've known since kingergarden. The man driving the bus isn't my normal bus driver, Ed, he's some too-skinny, haggard looking guy, who could really use a shave. Somewhat resembling Charles Manson. N.A. is making small chat while I'm trying to figure out why R.C. won't move or say anything.

We arrive at a remote location in the woods and are given our bag of clothes from the bus and told to find our houses. At this point I'm noticing that I've seen this place before and I've seen that creepy guy before.

I start to get really excited and start shouting, "I'm dreaming!" Naturally my DC's are staring at me, when I notice that Aaron Withrow is standing among the people. He smiles at me, waves and then walks off towards where his "house" is located. Me and R.C. also start off towards our own house. We are the only two who share a house and we live far away from anyone else. While living in these woods me and R.C. never leave our home. R.C. is actually some sort of depressed, disturbed teenager that rarely leaves her room and paints some pretty strange pictures. My personal favorite being the girl hanging from the tree in what looks like Lake Hylia from Ocarina of Time.

Anyway, so R.C. is a shut in who I barely see but live with and N.A. comes to my house almost every day and proceeds to put moves on me while I show no interest the entire time. This time around though, I don't stay in the house, I venture off to find where Aaron lives and maybe have a deep conversation with him, like I seen in Waking Life. When I see what I sense is Aaron's home, I notice the Manson look-a-like is outside chatting it up with him and start panicking, something I'm notorious for. Aaron glances towards the general direction where I'm huddled underneath a briar bush, although none of the briars seem to cut me. He smirks and finishes up his conversation with the creeper. Creeper man leaves and Aaron comes to help me out of this most uncomfortable position and place.

I thank him and ask him if I can ask him a few questions. He tells me to come inside, which is when I notice that his house is the exact same as from my zombie/monster dream, and still as messy on the inside. "You should really clean up," I comment. "You should start asking your questions," he retorts. Even my DC's are smartasses like myself. All he really tells me is that yes, I am dreaming, yes, we are in some type of cult, and yes, R.C. plays a significant role in this cult. I start to ask what kind of role when N.A. rushes into Aaron's house. Aaron doesn't look away from me and I'm freaking out trying to figure out what N.A. is yelling at me asking where R.C. and why I'm not with her. "She's a big girl, dude, she can take of herself," I'm starting to get kind of annoyed. "No, your supposed to protect her, that's why you were living her. Go home! Before they come for her!" I'm not to fond of the idea of someone coming and kidnapping my best friend so I run home with N.A. right behind me and when I get there my friend E.N. is forcing himself into R.C.'s room and she lunges and bites him much like she did in my dream before. I'm sighing with relief at first when I remember that E.N. is apparently part of this cult and they want something to do with R.C. which I will not allow. I tell E.N. to let go of her and to get the fuck out of our house. He drops her and leaves like I expect him to and then I go to comfort her, totally forgetting she's a psychopath in this dream. She shoves me down, which is very unlikely to happen IRL (if you knew her, you'd understand she's not the strongest) and then locks herself in her room.

N.A. finds me sitting bewildered on the floor and helps me up while telling me that I can't ever leave R.C. by herself because they'll do anything to capture her. What they want with her is unknown to me but if being a shut in is what I have to do to protect I'll do it. I try to call Aaron like R.C. has done in some of her dreams with her DC, Ken. It doesn't work and I become increasingly annoyed. Like in my dream before food is always appearing in our house, R.C. dislikes N.A., I keep her supplied with paint and canvas to make her pictures, and she only roams the house at night when I'm asleep and she hangs up the pictures she paints around the house, that's also the time when she eats whatever leftovers. I have left out for her. Her favorite is grilled cheese.

Also, there are these cult meetings just about every night and from my house, the only thing I can note about these meetings is that there's a large fire and a lot of movement from the shadows I seen. One night I notice their having one of these meetings and since everyone is there except me and R.C. I figured it was a good time to see if Aaron was home. The distance between these houses is pretty significant so I visualize myself on his porch and then, I'm there. Which comes in handy.

Aaron is home and just sitting on his couch staring at the wall (no technology in these homes except for basic electricity). I try talking to him but he's in some sort of trance and after about an hour N.A. rushes into Aaron's home again asking where R.C. is and telling me I need to find her right now. I start panicking cause he seems pretty concerned for her well-being and try to visualize myself home. Now is when I figure out that I can't do any of the handy teleporting when I'm panicking. I run home and find that someone has already found R.C. and taken her somewhere.

Now I'm panicking even more. I try to relax and "reach out" for her and am able to sense she's somewhere near the fire. I take off towards there and when I come to the clearing where its held I find Manson creeper getting ready to slice into R.C.'s throat. I kick him in a man's most vulnerable part of the body and untie R.C. from the stake she's attatched to. She's about as weak as I know her to be IRL after you squeeze the back of her neck to hard. N.A. comes up to help me with her since now she's gone limp and appears to have passed out. He drapes her over his back to where she's riding him piggyback and I'm just now noticing that everyone else at this "meeting" is dressed like the boys from Lord of the Flies and their all staring at me and getting ready to pounce.

I scream when one of them grabs me from behind and E.N. is coming at me with same knife they were going to use on R.C. When he stabs me, I feel nothing but I know I'm in trouble. I've never died in a dream so I'm freaking out once again. He goes on stabbing me but it just feels like he's pushing his hand on different parts of my body. N.A. starts screaming, "Wake up, wake up, your dying!" Which is the lyrics to one of my brothers bands songs. So I respond with, "Oh my god, you know I'm trying!" And am now in my bed, heart pounding and sweating.

It is raining. I see the white silhouette of a door. I myself am a dark silhouette of a man in a trench coat and hat, running toward the rectangle of light. As I reach the door my trench coat billows and obscure the door’s light. From above and across my door was a larger double door painted black with a red symbol, similar to a cross (but with extra perpendicular t’s.)

These larger double doors open and nazi-like soliders, adorned in red and black, marched forward. I am in the rafters now, looking down upon the soldiers. I leap into the marchers below... my trench coat engulfing them. All the soldiers transformed into bats and flew away. I ran outside to see a beautiful woman standing in the rain. Our eyes catch for a fleeting moment. Clichéd loved at first sight. The raindrops morph into bullets as bullets rain about the woman, pelting her. I dove into the madness and extracted the woman to safety under the protection and cover of a ledge. The bullets are now drops of blood raining all around me as the woman dies in my arms. I stand, scream and tear both my coat and hat off, as well as my shirt. The sky rains bullets once more, and instead of lightning the clouds burst flashes of gunfire as I stepped out into the bullets, sacrificing myself. I die but my soul rises high and turns into a shooting star.

Original date 03/19/2006:

Took a nap, huge mistake

Had one of my nightmares and woke up feeling very unwell. I hate how they make me feel physically ill. I feel like I'm going to vomit. There wasn't anything particularly disgusting (to see) in it, but the nerves alone make me feel so queasy. This one came out of the blue and was very weird.

I had a nightmare that left me feeling ill, very ill... physically so, not to mention being coupled with the panic of half the lights in the house not working.

I dreamed that I lived alone in an apartment, on the first or second floor. There was a floor below me. Nobody ever saw the people who lived there (that I knew of). Everything was almost always dark in my dream - even lights were dim.
I dreamt that I temporarily sort of... descended from my own apartment into the apartment below. It was very dark, and there were very deep shadows when you could see anything at all, and there was a sort of shrine there, and there were two childlike entities, and they were whispering to each other, and there was a third entity, much smaller, like a baby.

I know I need to write this down but it makes my skin crawl just writing it down.

In any case, I felt that something was very wrong about this, and I ascended again. I don't know how or why I did this, except that I feel that in my dream it was nonphysical.
In my dream everyone heard odd noises that came from the apartment below mine all of the time. They bothered us immensely, but nobody ever spoke of them.
There were policemen who frequented the area, very fat jolly men, but they would not go near the place, or talk about it.

I dreamt that something happened with the family across the way, possibly (or possibly not) dealing with the apartment below. There was some sort of... incident... a loud and unmistakeable sound of some sort of scuffle, and of a baby (?) being killed... but everybody in the complex was too terrified to say anything, and then there was the other (possibly connected) incident that night with the family across the hall...

The family in the apartment across from me was a 'normal'ish family, with a husband and a wife and a son who was around 10 or 11 years old. I went over to check things out after one of the policement visited my apartment to check to see that I was ok. When I visited the family, I noticed that they had been interrupted while eating dinner, and that the little boy's bowl was unclean.
For some reason, I knew that it was a... aggressive? Challenging? move... but I offered to clean the little boy's bowl for them... they seemed reluctant, but allowed me to do so, and I took it to the sink in my own kitchen and cleaned it.
The policeman followed and chatted to me a bit, and then we went back to the other apartment, so that I could return the cleansed bowl to the family. When I did, I told the policeman that I wanted to say something about the odd sounds that I heard from the apartment below me.

The two policemen there (there was another, fatter one who had hung around with the family this whole time) looked very terrified. The family looked very frightened also, and the mother told me, "Don't mention such things". The other policeman told me, in hushed tones, "Those things are cower-worthy", to which I held up my hands in appeasement and said, "I'm cowering, but something needed to be said."

Then the dream ended, and I woke up feeling very ill, scared, and paranoid.

FURTHER EDIT:
Incidentally, on the earlier dream...

There was some sort of knife involved in the sacrifice/slaying. I don't know how I understood this in the dream, but I did.

The dream starts off with my family and I inside a volcano. The chamber we are in has a marble floor and display cases, against the walls, all around the room. It looks like a museum display for an ancient native culture, and in fact my family are there as a part of a tour group. In the south end of the chamber there is a set of stone stairs that lead up to a fissure, refered to as the "Offering Hole." On every third step of the stairs is a large guardian totem. There are five in total and they have been carved out of black obsidian. Beside the stairs are two native crafted containers that have five peices of gold in them.


The tour group (of about twenty-five people, including my mom, dad, two brothers, sister-in-law, two neices, and I) is led up the volcano and into the chamber. Despite being built inside a volcano, the chamber is not that hot at all. The tour guide warns everybody against touching the gold at the base of the stone stairs, lest the volcano spirit become enraged, and the stone guardians awaken to seek out and destroy the thieves. We are all led up the stone stairs to view the "Offering Hole" and while most of the group is distracted, someone takes that time to steal two peices of the gold. The tour guide is alerted when two of the stone guardians come to life, forcing everyone back down the stairs. The culprits are quickly apprehended and removed from the chamber. The theives were a man who looked like James Bond and a woman who looked like a stereotypical Russian spy/femme fatal. The two stone guardians return to their specific steps when the gold is returned.

When everything has settled down, two young women in the tour group are offered a chance to don native costume and participate in an offering ritual. They are asked to put two long and narrow straps of leather in their mouths. The thin straps seem to be attached to something across the room, but I cannot see to what. The young women have to ascend the stone stairs with the offering of fruit and meat held above their heads, and not let the straps fall out of their mouths. While the rest of the tour group is watching the ritual, I follow the leather straps across the room to see what they are attached too. It turns out that one strap is attached to the gentials of a male statue while the other strap is attached to the genitals of a female statue.

As I am making this weird discovery and the rest of the tour group are watching the ritual, someone else takes that time to steal all five peices of gold and escape the chamber. When all five of the guardians start to move and the crime has been discovered, the tour guide panics and tells everyone to run for their lives. In the confusion of everyone trying to escape the wrath of the volcano spirits, the two women participating in the ritual either fall, or are pushed, into the "Offering Hole."

My family and I escape down the volcano safely, and find an expansive, dark, gothic town. There is some sort of freakish goth parade going on and I ask my dad for the digital camera to take some pictures. As I wander the streets looking for a good shot, I end up losing sight of my family and becoming lost. I wander for a while in the dark and eeiry alleyways and streets and when I start to get cold, I go into a building that looks like a store. It is empty of people, but there is a stage with bright red curtains at the back. On the stage I see my cat Bambi, whom I know must be a ghost (because she died half a year ago) and she appears to be transparent. Regardless, I was happy to see her and took a few pictures with the camera. Despite being transparent and ghost-like on the stage in front of me, Bambi appeared completely solid and lifelike in the photos.

I hear some voices outside and turn away for a moment. When I look back at the stage, Bambi is gone. I go outside and see my family being heckled by some goths. Once back together we find the main road and follow it out of the dark, gothic city. The area outside of the city is snow covered and very unlike the environment around the volcano. I looked back the way we came and I can still see the volcano looming over the goth city. (I feel that I should have become lucid at this point, but I did not.)

I tell my family about seeing Bambi but no one believes me until I showed them the photos that I had taken. Even after seeing the photos they do not seem interested or excited and just want to meet up with the rest of the tour group. The remaining people in the group were now waiting at the base of a snow covered hill. There was some sort of building at the top that we had to get to, but the hill was steep, slippery, and in some areas large boulders and sharp rocks portruded out of the snow.

The younger of my two older brothers asks me for the camera and I reluctantly give it up. The tour group slowly ascends the hill and makes it about half way when the path is blocked by a huge pile of snow. Everyone in the group, including my family, stands around and complains about the cold or the tour in general while I try to dig a path with my hands. No one seems interested in helping me and I have to do it alone. When enough snow has been removed so that we can pass, my brother (who is in possession of the digital camera) runs past everyone else to the top of the hill and smashes the camera against a rock. The camera does not appear to break completely, but I am upset because I think I have lost the picture of my cat Bambi.

I run and try to catch up to my brother but he disappears into the building at the top of the hill. I cannot find him when I go in, though I do find the camera on the floor in one of the rooms. It appears to only have sustained structural damage but I notice something weird when I review the photos: though my cat Bambi appears solid and lifelike in photos, in images taken of my youngest neice (earlier in the tour apparently) she appears ghost-like and transparent while everyone else appears solid.