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1) I go to a friend’s house for a get together of a sort. I think a camping trip or some other outdoorsy thing… The first floor is partially open, with one wall out into the yard in front of me. Grass. I see a number of my friends, as well as Colin, a coworker. I didn’t know he knew my circle of friends… He’s wearing a head wrap for some reason, and someone has on a snorkel and mask. I become LUCID, and fly out and up to the second floor.

2) On the IOSDP thread, someone posts up points for most of the users. Man of Shred comments that I’ve been forgotten.

3) I’m playing Team Fortress 2, as an engineer. A heavy pins me down with fire but leaves, and I rush to a building outside the enemy spawn. I place a sentry hiding around the corner on a flight of stairs (it’s too short to fire through the open air window above it though). I use my shotgun and a boomerang (fired with the mouse wheel) to kill two or three enemies as they leave spawn. I feel somewhat bad for this, as the boomerang is an autohit and follows them in to kill them… The kill icons appear in the top left of the screen. The dream shifts. Same place, but I’m talking to a Jesus looking figure. He makes a comment as to my hair style. I “know” he’s the third oldest being in existence, and I begin to ponder how the more advanced beings create the lower races. I think what humanity will give to the world, who will be our children. Shifts again. I am Kratos, and another god with a glowing full face helmet is fighting me. The Jesus figure asks me a question that I don’t recall. I reply, “I’ll burn the world.” He grabs me, and I glow with a golden light. The helmet god swings his sword at my chest, but the glow stops it.
Helmet Guy. Ish...


4) LUCID. Grab a DC and ask if I can please kiss them. She smiles. I kiss her.
(To explain, part of the reason for this is that my DCs and I have had… disagreements in the past. Twice in my life, once recently, they’ve outright told me that they won’t tolerate how I treat them. These past few weeks I’ve been working on this. Now, I’m a very respectful and kind person in waking life, but I’m aware that I’m dreaming in most of my dreams. Or at the least, that I’m not me. And since the DCs are part of me, I felt alright treating them poorly. But they deserve as much respect as the rest of my mind. So, I’m taking this as a good sign.)

5) Adrian Monk is married to a woman with a degenerative disease. She smokes, and is currently nihilistic. At a dinner of some sort, she overhears a woman talking of her research into the secret of life. The scene changes to an outdoor setting. A creature that looks like it’s been literally stitched together (yellow, collar-like neckflap, short claw legs, goblin-like face with a beak). –Shift- There are three of these creatures , a Kabutops (pokemon) looking quadruped with two legs ripped off (my assumption was the fossil was incomplete), and various other things. I am inside the enclosure with them, climb to the top of a metal frame tower, and jump over the fence. The creatures break out and start chasing me and other scientists to a walled city. –Shift- The creatures are now little children, still chasing me. Candy is strewn on the way to the city, and I try to throw it to distract the kids. They don’t go for it, and one catches me.

6) LUCID. On a highway. Trying to change the dream to the Chichen Itza pyramid. Talking to the dream to get this to happen, but nothing changes. I start flying.
-Skip-
In space. Observer perspective (I don’t have a body). I am going in space to pick up a future ally and teammate of mine. He and another person are on a planet infested with zombies. They have chain saws and scythes, but the other guy gets pulled down and killed.

7) Driving down road in my car, and a van in front of me stops. My friends from my dojo are in it, and I get in as well. Someone's mother is driving, Marshall is there. We drive to a stone building and get out, and we eat cookies...

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So basically I pulled a WILD by accident. I stayed up till about six in the morning reading and researching. The last thing I read was about how to induce lucid dreaming. So after the majority of my sleep cycles, I'm guessing, I woke up and experienced sleep paralysis. My body felt invalid and the only thing moving was my eyes, which were kinda slopping up and down and a little dazed. I realized I was conscious and easily fell back into a dream, which consisted of the overwhelming floating feeling and slight vibrations during the transition. Looking back now after researching a few possibilities, the dream might have actually been astral projection. Once I entered the "trip", I was in space. The stars were vivid and the colors were deep blues and purples. It was a little creepy just floating around there because it reminded me of being in the ocean, which I'm not too fond of . So I was a bit of a moron and tried to frog swim around and ended up rising towards this nebula. Then I woke up into another dream where I was in a room with about twenty to thirty other people of all sorts taking a class on how to induce lucid dreaming and explore them. From then on I had dejavu and soon after actually woke up. It was the best recent dream I've had just because of the feeling of [I]being in space.[I] You should definitely add that to your bucket list.

Sweet Dreams,
- Dani

Okay this dream doesn't make any sense whatsoever. And I've usually refrained from posting dreams like this or worse here. But here it goes.

The whole dream took place in third person perspective, like a side scrolling video game.

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So apparently I had lost my main study book and the notebook I got with it. So I was ordered to go to the principals office to fetch new ones, which I would pay for later. Upon getting in to that room (wooden walls and floor with metal structures holding them there, a couple of bookshelfs with some odd items on them, and a red carpet on the floor), he told me he had no finnish version of the books left. I'd be forced to do with the swedish version. Too bad I can't read swedish.. at all. So I was kinda disappointed with this. So I decided to go look for the originals I'd lost. Found them nowhere. So apparently this was a space ship and I saw it now. I went to the waste processing facility to look if my books were there. Nope. I accidentally opened the airlock. There was me and one other guy now in space with him looking at me with an angry face. End dream.

I dreamed I was standing in my grandmother's yard. Children were boarding a space shuttle to fly up in space. After it launched, the kids made it half way to the atmosphere, then the ship exploded. All the kids screamed at once and went silence. It rained bodies.

1. I forget under what circumstances it happens, but I do the nose pinch reality check and realize that I'm dreaming. I do the standard hand rub to stabilize, then see a window to the side of me. I have nothing better in mind, so I jump through it with ease and emerge on the other side into a winter scene. I start to fly and surge upwards through a cloud of snow. I realize that it's really rather cold, so I focus and summon a pair of gray wool pants. They appear in my hands with proper texture, and when I put them on they feel very soft and warm. I think about going into space, and as I look around I see a balloon ship. I fly over to it and fire up its engines, continuing to rise all the time. I try to change my clothes into a spacesuit, but I feel myself losing control...

I false awaken, and emerge into a scene where my mom and I are baking, with flour strewn everywhere. I ask nonchalantly if she was in the previous dream, and she responds that she's skilled enough to manage her own control. I talk excitedly about the concept of shared dreaming, admitting that it's probably "metaphysical bullshit."

2. I'm with some girl in a room that seems almost like a temple. Around a central altar, where we both are laying, are twelve pillars that correspond to the signs of the zodiac. She is initially very aggressive and defiant, but I calm her down and it seems like we go through a relationship in superfast motion with stages informed by zodiac signs.

3. I'm playing a game of hide and seek (using parkour to maneuver) on the Havana map of Call of Duty. My team has my brother and a couple of professional wrestlers, while my mom's team has her old friends. I eventually manage to track their last team member down and deliver the tag in a room from my own house.

All I remember is some young kid about 16 was getting rude to me on a military space station. I felt like I was 20.

We all wore kind of stormtrooper/clonetrooper armour and the interior of the station looked a bit like the Death Star. I had many confrontations with this kid in the dream I wanted to beat him down so badly but I didnt want to get discharged.

The kid confronted me in the mess hall.

In the hangar.

And somewhere like a hallway.

My friends kept pulling me away.

#1: We were robbing the moon and putting it in a carboard box.

#2: I attempted to WILD, but I got caught out and lost awareness upon entry.

WBTB
wake @ 4am
sleep @ 5:30(ish)
200mcg huperzine-a
8mg nicotine gum

I enter the dream knowing I am dreaming...
I have a task in mind, and also open myself to what the dreams wants to show me first.
I fly through a dimly light park at night. There are trees, and I want to fly to a tree and nestle in it. I approach a tree and fly up into the branches, it has no leaves, I realize it is rotting. There is a huge trunk-like branch falling off, and I see that wherever there are big branches, they are falling off because of letter-sized sheets of paper embedded in the trunk, keeping the branch from attaching properly to the trunk. I land on the large "trunk" and it sways and I stay as light as possible so it doesn't break off**. I pull out the sheet of paper and read it, it's fairly clear but I don't remember exactly what it says just that I understand it is a criminal rap sheet. I think, "but this isn't ME!" and I'm wondering about it, when a group of cops show up with flashlights and flashing lights.

I panicked for a moment and started to fly away, then flew down and faced them directly, choosing an open, friendly attitude and emotional tone. I don't remember exactly what we talked about, I explained myself, and they responded in a manner of, "oh, ok, no problem" and left. As they left, I was pressed in from all sides by a multitude of people. I noticed an impulse to fight them, but I let myself feel it and acknowledge it without acting on it while I sorted through appropriate responses and settled on projecting a solid field of light pink love.

Almost immediately they all dispersed and (I might have this mixed up with another part of the dream sequence) I notice one really big guy. I jumped on him and hugged him, really pleased to see him. I kissed him, thinking, "integration".

I flew back to the tree, and wrapped myself around a branch and hugged it.
There is more in between I do not remember.

I find myself standing in a dimly lit room, watching a man sitting next to a teenager who is lying on a couch. They are dark-skinned. The boy is ill and feeling bad, and the man is striking the boy with small, precise BAPS that spark in the dark. He is berated the boy for feeling bad. I didn't really want to be in on this scene, and I ask the dream, "Am I really needed here?"
"Yes" is the answer.
Ok. So I say to the man, "I notice that you are sitting there hurting him and then wondering why he feels bad and getting mad at him about it!" The scene then shifts, and the boy is lying in twin-sized bed next to me on my right, I am on his left side. The sheet over him is cream-colored, pulled up nearly to his chin, the head/footboard are a simple wood fram, similar to mission-style. The boy has now changed to someone more feminine.

I lay my hands on her belly, left of center, and run Frequency 17. She groans a little. Then I move further down her belly, it might have been the womb area, and I say to her, "This is where all of your ancestral money stuff is..." and run Frequency 27 into it. I move slightly as she groans and vomits into a bin on the side of the bed (that is a pale mustard color and looks like those ikea shoe bins that hang on the wall with 3 drawers). I had opened the bottom bin for her...she spewed and filled it up, I pulled the bin out and moved it away, then tried to make another one appear but couldn't so I opened the second one for her, anticipating more spewage. There may have been just a bit more.

I turned to face her, and she was a beautiful woman with broad features that seemed somewhat asian, she looked a lot like my friend Stepha, and her skin was light golden brown and covered with freckles. She had warm brown eyes and a kind, gentle smile. I suddenly wanted to kiss her and have sex with her, we may have kissed (if we did anything else I don't remember).

Another snippet of being in a restaurant that reminded me of a country diner. I decided to fly out through the ceiling and the first time I tried I bounced against the ceiling and fell back to the floor. I laughed and was a little embarrassed and other people saw it. I checked...ok I *did* just fly so I am dreaming...and tried again, this time a little slower and it was like flying through gel. I flew through several layers and I wondered whether I would ever find open space then I flew through one last layer that was like the dome of "the capitol building" and silver, and wa-la, open air.

I flew along and landed in garden that I thought of as "English". Three people approached me, the one in the middle had something that looked like my shower backscrubber that he started to poke me with. I gave him some very firm yet kind command NOT to do that, and the guy to my left reacted very surprised and said, "You are quite the diplomat!". We talked about I don't know what and I flew on.

Without deciding to, I found myself zooming along in outerspace, going faster and faster, realizing how easy and effortless it was and how it was further and faster than "anyone's" been before. A space shuttle flew up beside me so I paused and it stopped and several astronauts disembarked and they all streamed around me. I didn't want to let them get too close, I think they wanted to catch me so I stayed just out of their reach (they all were tethered by air lines to the shuttle.) I don't remember what happened after that, I'm pretty sure it wasn't the end of the dream...I hope I flew on!

There was more, but in the dream I decided that it was really more important to stay in and do the healing and integration stuff I was doing rather than try to wake up to remember it.

***The dream tree to me represents a family tree - and I felt like this dream was showing me that ancestral criminal acts were somehow affecting the tree and disintegrating it. I am adopted, and have had a lifelong terror of "going to jail", even though that isn't something that I was raised with or threatened with, and my bio sister has a criminal history. So, I think I'm going to check in on the tree later, maybe it was enough to just be aware and know the person in the rap sheet wasn't me.

Keep Away
I am at Hogwarts. I am there with MoSh in the great hall, eating. I notice that it seems everyone but MoSh is staying away from me and I wonder why. MoSh also doesn't know. I eat and then I go to classes. I notice that everyone seems to be staying at a distance from me. Do they think I'm diseased or something? It makes no sense. The next and final round of the martial arts challenge is starting. My opponent doesn't even fight, she just steps out of the ring, thus losing. She hurries away, ignoring the disgusted look she gets from Vegeta. MoSh fights Cedric and wins. Hermione fights Victor Krum and wins, though they look very cozy after. Back in Slytherin common room people still avoid me. One of my roommates says she isn't surprised... I'm scary.


Final Frontier or Eve
I am in space in my Fire Valkyrie. I am flying along side Tigress, who is in the custom ship she built. She says she is surprised to see me since she thought I wasn't interested in playing Eve. I'm not sure what she is talking about... last time I looked we were testing a level of Final Frontier. Regardless, we are in the role of space pirates intercepting a shipment of a rare ore heading from the mines to some corporate conglomerate to line zone rich CEO's pockets. There is a small squad if fighters with the transports, but it is actually a bit disappointing that there aren't more. Note to self... more enemy fighters with the transports. We easily claim the transports and their cargo. Um... what now? Well, to finish the quest, we take the ore to the planet needing it. Then we get paid. We take the ore to a planet similar to Earth with colorful rings. We leave the transports at a space station in exchange for platinum bars. Nice. Those are worth a lot on the open market.


Epic Fail
I am at a job fair. I look around, I was thinking Tigress would also want to be there, but I don't see her. I am thinking she must have already gotten taken into the back room for an interview, maybe a job. I hope she has found something good. There are quite a few game studios represented at the fair. I want a job, too. I finally have a game studio show interest in me. I go with them back for an interview. I have my laptop with me to show some of my work. But everything I try to load either doesn't load or it loads wrong an looks like shit. The interviewers laugh at me. They give me one more chance in the form of a test, but I am so upset from my failed presentation that I can't figure out anything for the test. I leave the interview feeling dumb, epic fail.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

1; "Ya, I miss the inner realms, they tell me I'm too interested in sex with my friends." He says, "Just think of the things you really want."
2; I see the clouds and drift in flight through them...
3; Harry Potter is in my attic, I laugh fully lucid and run out of the house. Flew through a tree toward a star, stopped. I Imagined stars burst into view all around me...
3; Walking with vivid hues down street.
2; Blue streams, flew under the water!.. Landed in a forest trail, asked DC, "What's up ahead?" "The Shire, don't forget to fight the bosses." He said. I duel on the trail, I get shot by an x-bow, I catch it and turn it into my wand, "Obscuro!" blocks his next attack, then, "Difindoe!" to his body.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

edit: As far as I know this was my first dj, but it was so long ago and I've cleared out many entries.
4; I take a quick look down to watch me rise above the ground, not gaining much. Some invisible dc behind me, I feel like I could rise quickly, thought 'to the skies.'
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A guardian angel? He says, "No."

16.05.2011

Exploring Space (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The 500th dream was coming up. I was aware that with 500 dreams I would get the "Epic Dream Journal" award. I wanted to have an epic lucid dream and I knew it was a one lifetime opportunity, so no chances to make it wrong.

I was living with some friends for some reason. I had a girl friend instead of a wife. She was very different from my wife as well. We went to the beach and we were going to have sex. She told me that she would meet me later after doing some assignment I had. She was very happy to see me.

I realized all the nonsense of the dream and turned lucid. I decided to take a flight to make my dream very stable. I flew over a huge town. It was night and I could see the whole town lit. I was happy as it was a high quality lucid dream.

I flew over a lake between the tall buildings. I could see boats floating and also, submarines. In addition, I saw like stores that were sunk, but they were supposed to be like that, as I could see customers inside (it was made out of glass)

Double consciousness triggered. I could feel one of my cats and the dream quality dramatically fell. I needed and epic dream to celebrate my 500th dream. I grabbed a piece of bush and started to squish it with my hands, so I would stay anchored to my dream. It worked fine, double consciousness ended and the dream quality skyrocketed once again.

I got to a more quiet place of downtown. However, it looked more like a low end neighborhood. I found a dog that needed to be walked either on the dream or Astral plane. I was going to walk the dog and see if it changed the physical plane and actually walked the real dog. I realized it made no sense what I was saying.

I decided to enter a building and see what my mind created. There were a few people, but they were acting very dumb. I found a container with Cola Cao (chocolate powder) so I opened and tasted it. It looked like blue crystals, but it tasted like the real thing. As I was about to exit this weird house, I saw a giant yellow plastic duck next to me. The nonsense surprised me.

I looked up to the sky and saw the moon. I decided to fly to the moon, however, when I started to reach it, it fell! It started to melt until it vanished. I was wondering what could I do by then.

I decided to have a flight in Space. I was sure another moon was going to spawn. As I reach to space, I saw several black holes and explosions













Different shapes and a lot of colors were seen during this flight. Some of these happened right on my head, but I did not feel anything and it did not changed the path of my dream.

I saw a wormhole and decided to enter it. I started to travel at high speed until I got to a different dimension. All I could see was nothingness... a few seconds later, I saw a lot of starts and different colored letters... as weird as it sound. It looked freaking like Sesame Street!!! Each time I stepped on one of this letters, I could hear the sound of it.

I stayed there for a few moment and decided to take off again. I saw another wormhole and entered it. I got to a different planet. It looked like the Earth, there were humans and everything, but the sky had three suns and it was red.

I entered a building and suddenly, the daylight turned into night. I decided to exit the building and fly to keep the dream stable, but I was loosing it fast. I got to the top to a building where there was a restaurant. The tables of this restaurant were round and they had white cloths. There were two servers who were dressed up in business professional. I also could hear a violin playing. It looked very upscale. My dream was almost gone, so I asked the server if I could borrow a towel. He told I could, they had spare ones. I started to rub my hands with the towel and my dream got stable again.

I once more entered the building to explore. It was pretty similar to what I explored before. I even found the Cola Cao again, and once more, it was made out of blue crystals. As I exited, I found the same plastic duck too.

As I exited, I saw the sun and decided to fly to it. It was very cloudy and I felt like not flying through the clouds or I would wake up due blurry vision, so I flew at super high speed. Soon, I was in space again and I could see the Sun. As I approach it, the dream ended extremely abruptly.

I had a FA and I wrote down the entire dream when after I while I woke up for real and almost forgot the whole dream.

I had a dream several nights ago but I cannot remember when now or what the dream was about, but I woke up with the following image in my head:

I am floating in space close to the moon. It is full and bright and has three feather hanging from it like a dreamcatcher. Beside the moon is a window shaped like a turtle, through which I can see a bright blue daytime sky filled with fluffy white clouds.

This image has stayed with me very vividly for days now, and I am currently trying to paint it.

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Okay, finished. Acrylic on painting board. It took me four days to paint. Click on the image for a larger version:

I am captain of a rogue spaceship. Our crew is on the run from interplanetary authorities. The walls of the ship are gleaming white and the floor is white tile with black diamond grout pattern. I am taking a routine tour of my ship and visiting the ship's technician. He works in an empty room the size of a large banquet hall. We wear white jumpsuits and dull green rubber shoes. He starts an argument with me. About a week prior we lost a crewman who was working outside on the hull to a flash meteor storm. The crewman was separated from the ship's tether and sent flying into the void. The technician is adamant that we find this crewman and I have to convince him that the poor sop is long dead by this point. Our technician doesn't want to accept this grim reality but I know I have to make the tough decision. I touch the middle finger on my right to my right palm and speak into my wrist. I say "Show him".


A large wall flashes from white to black and video of the event comes up. We see the crewman in a deep space work suit using a large blowtorch with a green flame on a gleaming white panel in the black of space. He is floating about two feet from the ship connected by a white nylon rope tied around his waist. Out of nowhere a large red rock flies into the screen from the left, smashing into the crewman and knocking him away. The camera pans to follow and we see the worker spin out of control until he is a speck and then nothing. I look away from the screen and the ship's technician is crying.

Well this was a productive morning. Sadly my dream recall was poor and I could literally feel my dream recall disapear upon waking up. This is the end part of the dream, but in whole was still only roughly 1/3 of the entire dream.

NOTE: I don't make these dreams "forum friendly," meaning I might reference things or people that you guys don't know, but I do. I write these in a way to spark memories for me when I re-read through them a year or so from now.



So I am currently on this mission that I fail to recall the purpose of. This mission required me to travel to various planets around the universe to perform some task. I currently am stopped on a foreign planet and am having a discussion with this man about borrowing his warship. He is nowhere close to being willing to provide it, so I end up using blackmail based on my mission status and a report sent about him which makes him change his mind.

He agrees to give me the ship for 1 to a max of 2 weeks. I pressure that I must have it for at least a month which he eventually reluctantly agrees to.

Next I am in the warship and have my team (of 4 or so) with me. The ship is longer than it is wide, not reflective at all (sorta greasy looking) and has a 'cluttered' look to it's hull. It also has long metalic legs that stick out the bottom for landing. It includes 'automatic' defenses that will target any enemy and avoid team mates, however at least one person is required inside the hull for it to be activated.

As we are hovering over the planet, I recall that there is something hostile on the planet. As we come in for a landing I look at the surroundings. It is somewhat dark, but I notice that the entire surface of the planet consists of cliffs, mountains, and steep ridges covered in huge pine trees and grass. I actually locate a ridge and pathway from a different dream, though I didn't realise it at the time. There are no flatspots in sight so we cruise until we find the only spot avaliable.

We land on an oval-shaped dirt patch in front of what appears to be my real house, but without the garage. We step outside and are instantly greeted by these tall women, more on the muscular side, and able to tear anyone limb from limb. Think of the people from the comic GG with the whiter hair that betrayed the main character (check attachment). Like them both in appearance and personality, only they later ride horses rather than giant spiders. They all looked similar, and yet I knew they were hostile. However before we could do anything they surround us and "befriend" us to take us into their base (that is my house). I know that they are planing gelactic conquest and have a means of mind control. Again, think of GG and the slayer wasps, only their method of gaining control was different.

They lead us into the house which opens into a small steel room with a staircase that goes downwards. This staircase leads into an identical replica of our basement and they lead us right where their leader is. We are supposedly supposed to have a "discussion," but I know that they will be using this special purple knife to cut us which gives them complete control over us. The control was where they could control your actions simply by mental thought, but your consciousness would be sitting in the background helpless.

I have an advantage of knowing their plan, but my team mates look oblivious. I casually start walking to the rear as they give me somewhat odd looks, then I dart up the stairs and outside again, somehow resulting with me stealing their knife. You know those nightmares where you are scared to look back because you know *something* is right behind you and about to grab you? This was just like that. I am trying to run, but merely holding the knife is influencing my body. It is close to impossible to focus and even move my feet. I am stumbling and my legs feel like lead and the world starts getting a little dizzy. I start feeling panicked as I hear them running up the stairs and think "Left, right, left, right" to get my legs in sync with my mind. I still struggle, but manage a half-run half-jog movement towards the ship. I know that if they catch me, I will instantly be turned into an unwilling slave and it makes me put all my effort into getting into the ship (who's defenses should turn on).

I can sense them right behind me about to grab me, I jump into the ship (which turns into the cab of my truck) and slam the door locking it with the knife on the seat, no longer affecting me. Right at that moment they attack the door, but the defenses turn on and I feel safe. Suddenly I realise they somehow disabled the defenses as they start slowing to a stop, so I hit the gas.

The ship is now my truck with a camper on the back. I start driving down what is now my driveway, and I turn left at the end then turn left again onto the main road. I look back and see two of them persuing on horses (much faster than should be possible). At this point I also notice a wild horse going the same direction but in the other lane. I see a police car coming at me on my lane just as I curve down and start going up a hill. I panick, thinking of the impending collision. However, as the police comes over the hill he is in the other lane and drives right through the horse as if it was a ghost. I think for a minute, "Well that is odd. My eyes must be playing tricks on me." Though as I look back the horse is still there trotting happily. I take the time to do a reality check and plug my nose. By now the scenery has changed away from my home and I am on a long stretch of road as the sun is coming up, with fields lying in both directions. The check works, but I do it a few times to make sure that I am not just holding my nose wrong. However, it confirms well and I think, "Ah, so I am still dreaming." I am surprisingly calm, with full realisation of the dream and logical thinking processes. The dream is decently vivid, close to real life (also in that you don't notice all senses at the time, like in real life) and I pull off at a gas-station store. I am still plagued with the "must get away!" urge, so I run inside. At this point I only remember pieces of the lucid dream, so I will combine them into one long explanation as if it was consistant. However much more happened, though not really important to the "plot."

I want to make doubly sure that I am dreaming, so I decide to do a quick check by trying to fly. I have always been able to have some measure of success with flying if I jumped up and tried flapping my arms down real hard to rocket me upward (which usually then results in effortless mosing about in the air). I do so, and sort of hover in the store a bit, not that effective, but enough to prove I am dreaming. I start yelling for my "dream guide," which I basically tie into the same as a physical appearence of my subconscious, and hear someone shout back, "In a bit! I'm busy!" I know quite well that my subconscious wants to avoid me in dreams, as I can directly effect it's "free will" by direct commands. At this point, the enemy bursts through the door and I run around to a different isle consisting of an employee in a black suit and tie stocking shelves. I am suddenly holding a bag of groceries, also consisting of the "knife" which has now turned into a shampoo bottle. I drop it off in front of an isle and run back a bit to try and get rid of the enemy. Think of a rectangular extension to the store with a wall 1/2 up to the tall cieling down the center, an isle on each side. The bag is now sitting in front of that wall. I think, "Well, I can try killing these guys to make them leave me alone" because I somehow knew that if they got ahold of me, they would take away my control of the dream. I know I don't have the dream control to beat them physically, so I think perhapse telekenisis will work. I try a tabble, then a chair, then a plate, with no luck whatsoever. Frustrated, I think of just willing them to explode or disapear. Again no dice. Frustrated, and with them mere feet from me, I jump up towards the cieling. The cieling was like a triangle shape with bars going across the base, so I grab a bar. I use my flying to keep me aloft as I use the bars to thrust myself towards the 1/2 wall isle and stand on top. They gasp in suprise, as I was struggling to even WALK a few minutes ago. I think, "Well screw this, I will just make a portal to Sceptre and see if I can find Lasé". I hover over to a high part of the wall, but struggle in finding a piece of wall big enough to draw a body-size portal (as there were shelves everywhere). I then think, "No wait, I need to talk to my dream guide so I can alter my lucidity rate, otherwise this will just be a rare lucid" With frustration I float back towards the corner a bit, thinking of how to get rid of the darn enemy.

They are standing right by the "knife", oblivious of it's existance, looking at me obviously thinking the same thing. I continue to think, "Well I can just give them the knife and betray my friends." I know they aren't real at this point, but I still feel bad nonetheless, and continue to struggle with the idea that it just isn't something I should do. Sorta like killing off a story character. However in the end I give them away. I sigh, and shout back at them, "Just take the friggin' knife! it is by your feet in that bag!" They look down with an "Oh! Really?" expression and shuffle through the bag, suddenly becoming my friends. I land on the floor and they are gone from my dream. I consciously think of how this lucid dream is lasting really long, and being stable the whole time. I again shout out, "Hey dream guide! Where are you?" I hear the same voice shout back again something like, "I'm still busy! Give me a minute!" I start following the voice and respond, "No, get over here!" and again hear "Busy! Busy!" I arrive at the voice which belongs to an older man in his late 60's, early 70's manning the cash register and a computer. I lean on the table and say, "No, we talk." He gives a reluctant sign and an "Ok, fine." expression. Before starting into the conversation, out of curiosity I first ask, "So, when is my next lucid scheduled?" He pulls up a list on his computer and searches for the current date. While he is doing this I notice some USB's on the wall and think, "Those would be useful in some way" in regards to my subconscious, but didn't think anything more of it until after I woke up. He speaks up, " Hm.... it looks like next saturday." Right when he finishes I wake up completely without warning. I try to chain, but it is too late in the morning (6:30am) and I am now lying wide awake.

I was sorta bummed I didn't really get to talk about the things that I wanted too, but if the guy really was my subconscious, and he was telling the truth, I should be able to finish it up on saturday. I am interested in seeing if I really will have one then.

EDIT: Well, Saturday came and went with no luck. BOOOOO! Oh well, I will just have to have a 'friendly' little chat with my subconscious next time around.